General Ernie Baxter, USA Retired (Tailspin)

Weight: 155

Apparent Age: 70

Archetype: Mercenary Rigger

Preferred Weapon: AK 98

Runner Song:

 Bio: This poor old man walked away from a valiant career in the US Air Force after a life long dedicated career, this man dedicated his entire life to serve this great nation and when the False Flag rose he was to blind to see the dangers that lurked within. Tailspin blindly served the tyranny and couldn’t see the writing on the wall like his colleges, this old general had the misfortune of becoming yet another statistic and his honourable career tarnished by the deeds he was ordered to do. This is another prime example of a man that was just following orders and thought that he was honestly doing what was best for his country. Well if history proves anything it is full of men that where just following orders, but for Tailspin this led him down a path of dishonour and blatant disregard for his fellow man.

         I wouldn’t be writing about this old tarnished general if he didn’t eventually see the light and abandon his post and walk away from the False Flag. This man was responsible for the deaths of countless citizens and patriots during his service to the Flag, he hunted down many of the so called enemies of the state and commanded thousands of soldiers under orders to bring down the domestic terrorists. He was blinded by the charm and his sense of duty to the President and his career that it wasn’t till he was ordered to unleash a squadron of fighter jets to dump a payload of bombs and napalm directly onto a civilian location that would have caused the deaths of tens of thousands of citizens that Tailspin’s eyes where opened to the truth. He couldn’t stomach the orders he received from above and he refused to give the command, Tailspin had given alternate orders to the squadron to dump their payload into the desert instead of Las Vegas and Searchlight. This man was instantly removed from command and charged with dereliction of duty during a time of war, he was also charged with treason by the brass above seeing his actions as a direct violation of the military code of justice and aiding the enemy during a time of war.

        Tailspin’s would be removed from the command room of Nellis and taken out in handcuffs, Tailspin knew that he was going to face execution for his moment of clarity and the only regret he had was he might never get to embrace his wife one last time and watch his grandson grow up. Tailspin was arrested on April 15th 2045 and he was stripped of his uniform and given a prisoners jumpsuit and thrown into the bases prison to await his speedy trial. For Tailspin he knew this was all just a formality and he was lucky they didn’t just tie him to a pole and execute him by a single bullet to his head. His trial was nothing more than a show of procedure and he was going to have to wait for his date with the grim reaper, and wait he would. This man was left in the prison for many months and his speedy trial would take over five years before he would see the inside of a courtroom. He was left in solitary for the entirety of his prison term and was forbidden to have any visitors. Like many of the military prisoners during this time, Tailspin suffered countless hours of physical abuse at the hands of the guards and would suffer the indignity of being sexually abused as well by the guards. By the time of his trial he was nothing more than a shell of himself and he would be brought out before the military court in his prison jumper and chains to stand before them as they pronounced his verdict and sentence. He wasn’t even given a trial and his actions in 2045 where considered a confession of his guilt, he was sentenced on April 30th 2050 to death by hanging on July 4th 2050. Tailspin never felt more abandoned and alone as he listened to the judge pronounce his sentence and condemn him to death on the nations birthday. He looked around for his family and they where nowhere to be scene, he was truly alone and with just being given an expiration date Tailspin just fell to his knees and began to sob as the judge ended with stating that he would suffer a short drop hanging in the yard for all personal to witness.

       After the judge slammed the gavel down Tailspin was dragged out of the courtroom and thrown back into his cell to await his date with the gallows. During this time, Las Vegas had erupted into another civil war and the Puppet Master’s forces where fighting hard to maintain control from the combined might of the UCAS and the NAN. If Tailspin had actually followed orders back in 2045 the resistance of Vegas would have been crushed and the Unforgiven would have been completely wiped out. So as he sat in his cell awaiting his death, the soldiers fighting for the freedom of Las Vegas owed him their thanks, though little did they know that only a few miles outside of Las Vegas their saviour was being held prisoner and was going to hang so they could live to fight.

        Well for Tailspin he would suffer the unthinkable as he remained in the prison, he would be beaten, raped his teeth ripped from his head and he would suffer a fate that all men fear as he was being checked over by the doctors before he would be measured and weighed by the hangman. Tailspin would be strapped down to the table and be told by the Doctor a older man that had been serving the military for his entire career, this doctor was a twisted man and had a strong belief that traitors didn’t deserve to die intact and they should lose their genitals. This was an old punishment for traitors during the middle ages and this doctor believed that it should still be applied today. He produced a crescent shaped blade and removed Tailspins trousers and undergarments, with the blade in one hand he grabbed Tailspins package and after inserting a catheter tube the doctor in one motion freed Tailspin of his reproductive organs and tossed his manhood into the biological waste bin. Tailspin let out a deafening scream and then passed out from the shock as the doctor stitched up the wounds, they didn’t want him dying of infection or blood loss before his date with the noose. Once the doctor was finished they awoke Tailspin who was sick to his stomach and very unstable on his feet as he was being weighed and measured by the executioner. The two men cracked jokes about his weight loss, his emasculation and how he was no longer a real man and he would die a eunuch slave.

        The mental strain was almost to much for Tailspin as he was led t his cell to heal up before his execution, he would still have to wait another three weeks and he would suffer the humiliation of another measuring the day before his hanging as well as the dress rehearsal where he would be paraded around in chains as the guards practised for the main event. Though for Tailspin he was a trooper through everything and he just kept his head held high and accepted his fate. He knew he had done a heroic deed and in the eyes of the maker he would not be judged, he would have a place in heaven waiting for him. Though his torture on earth continued and he was beaten, and abused nightly till the day of his execution when he would receive his last meal and have the visit from the Chaplin granting him last rites and absolving him of sin. Once the priest would leave it was time and the guards came to collect the guest of honour, they marched the shell of a man out of his cell his hands and ankles bound in chains as the lowered his trousers for the last time to place the death diaper on him and they marched him out of the prison and out into the noon day sun. Tailspins eyes burned as they hadn’t seen the sun in over five years. He could hear the sounds of war in the distance, and as his eyes adjusted he could see the makeshift gallows set up, the noose tied in place, a pine box that would be his coffin resting on the ground with the lid laying next to it on the ground. As they marched him to the gallows he could see hundreds of soldiers, officers and some civilians all in a attendance as they marched him past his already dug shallow grave with just a numbered marker for a headstone. The Prisons warden General Alex Boone placed an old step stool under the noose as Tailspin was marched up the steps. Tailspin knowing that his fate was already sealed, just took his place on the stool, the executioner then approached and while the guards where removing his chains and replacing them with leather binds that secured his hands behind his back and securing his legs together. The executioner placed the black hood over his head securing the drawstring tightly around Tailspins neck, he then placed the noose around his neck and double checking the placement he again pulled the rope tight. The thickness of the noose kept Tailspins head at attention looking straight ahead at all the men who he once commanded now standing their awaiting his death. According to Tailspin this was the worst part about the whole process, the knowing that your going to die the entire process is designed to instil a level of dread into you and once that noose is placed around your neck; your entire life flashes before you in a instant and you are left with this pit in your stomach.

          Well as Tailspin stood their listening to the speeches of the base commanders, he was being formally now vilified and his honour was being striped from him. All he could do was stand there like the property he had become and await for the warden to signal for the stool to be removed and his death would come at the end of a rope. Tailspin would say a silent prayer to the Lord above as he heard the warden give the signal of “Executioner do your duty.” Tailspin felt his footing vanish and he would fall, his body twitching and he soiled his death diaper as he he hung there twitching and eventually blacking out after a few minutes of struggling to breath. He remembers hearing the men cheer as he struggled and was dying slowly. Though according to witnesses at the execution, Tailspin struggled and twitched for a good long while, till his feet when limp and his head just lowered. They left him hanging their for a little longer before the prison doctor approached and read his vitals and pronounced him dead, they then cut him down removed the noose and placed Tailspin into his coffin and lowered him into his open grave.

        Well for Tailspin this seems to be the end, he had been judicially hung, placed in the pine box, the lid nailed shut and he was know being buried. Though the executioner had forgotten to take a final measurement of Tailspin, the doctor was nothing but incompetent in his job and failed to notice a slight heartbeat. Tailspin had some new cyber implanted and one was an internal air tank, he figured it would come in handy if he ever crashed over the ocean. He also had a bio-organic heart replacement as well as a few other pieces of new cyber that the military overlooked in their haste to execute him, also he stuck the military with the bill. Little did he know that these implants would be missed by the doctor who was more interested in rendering him sexless and would miss the slight signs of life that remained after his proper hanging. Karma would be watching over him with his sentence being a short drop otherwise his neck would have snapped and we wouldn’t be talking about Tailspin.

       As he was being lowered into his grave, he regained consciousness and knew that if he tried to escape his coffin know he would either be shot on sight or overtaken and hung once again. This time they would make sure he died, his binds had been removed and as he laid there in the coffin being buried alive, the sound of the earth falling on the lid to the coffin sent shivers down his spine. Though he knew his grave was shallow and he had enough air left in the tank to last another day if he remained calm. Though once he was fully buried he would loose all track of time and he would have to gamble on how long he was underground before attempting an escape, and if he failed he would be truly resting in piece. As the soil was being placed back over his grave the box creaked and soil would slip in through cracks that where forming from the weight of the earth above. Tailspin knew that he needed to remain calm and having been in solitary for so long, he was more than ready for this. He knew that he was hung at noon seeing thats when his execution time was set and with executions they need to be exact. He had no idea how long he was swinging for so he just did the only thing he could do to estimate time and that was he started counting seconds and eventually he would make a song out of it. Being an Air Force General he was a well educated man and mathematics was his passion. This allowed him to mentally figure out how many seconds he needed to be under the ground before attempting his escape, though he hopped that his weakened frame and the dehydration would not be a factor and make his escape attempt in vain. Tailspin didn’t plan on these implants saving him from his own execution and burial but he couldn’t have been happier that they did. So as he counted down minutes, turned to hours and eventually he estimated he was underground for about twelve hours. His tank was running low, his body ached, his neck burned and if he was going to attempt to free himself it was now or never. His knowledge of geology told him the soil was a mixture of rock and clay that would mean it would not be as tightly packed but it would be a pain to dig trough.

       So Tailspin engaged his dark vision optical enhancement, he then engaged a little surprise he had implanted as he engaged his wolvers. He was surprised the guards or the doctor never noticed them, but he couldn’t have ever used them in the prison as he would never have made it out of his cell block alive. There mistake was now his fortune as the blades sprung forward, he then used all his remaining might to break through the pine lid he was suddenly being crushed under the weight of the soil collapsing unto him. He was prepared for this as he held his breath and relied on the air tank as he was know literately being buried alive by the crushing dirt and rock. Once he could feel the earth had ceased, Tailspin using the claws and his enhanced muscles began digging himself out of the grave. The hardest part for him was getting himself upright even partially, but he mustered up the remaining strength he had and with his will alone he managed to crawl out of his grave. He was winded and his internal tank was out of air as he broke through the surface, he was covered in dirt, clay and mud he stunk of faeces and urine as he once again was above the ground.

        Though for Tailspin this was only half the problem, the other half was escaping the base and not having a repeat of earlier. With the fighting going on he knew that security would be tight and the only saving grace being they buried him in a secluded section of the base and he would be able to cling to the shadows. Though the odour would be enough to give him away, by this point he knew that he would have to anything in attempt to escape, and that would mean murdering his fellow countrymen. He understood that this was needed and he had long separated himself from who he was and who is now and that these soldiers where part of the problem. So killing would be a non issue if it meant his escape, so thats what he would do. As Tailspin would cling to the shadows, he would first encounter a lone soldier returning from a night of drinking. The soldier would see the old general and begin to panic and mutter while pointing, the man was so frightened by the presence of a man he watched hang earlier in the day. That even for the weekend and tired Tailspin he was able to overcome the man and end his life with a single blow to the head. Tailspin then dragged the body into a cropping of trees and quickly disrobing the young corporal and switching clothing with him after he used his former jumpsuit to attempt to clean most of the faecal matter off of him. Once he was in the clean clothes, Tailspin would have an easier time escaping the base, the young soldier had a car and was about his size so all Tailspin had to do was get to the parking area hit the unlock button on the key-less entry system until he located the car and just drive out of the base. Though he would have to still move quickly, and he also was beginning to notice a numbing sensation forming in his left arm and as well in his lower right leg. His neck was burning and he was beginning to feel all the pain from the days events, this meant he was running out of time and before he fully succumbed to the injuries and pain he needed to escape.

         That’s just what he did, as luck would have it the car he was looking for was parked near where he encountered the young solider and with his knowledge of Nellis he would be able to drive right out the base and straight to Las Vegas. He knew that he needed to find the Patriots and reach out to them for help. As he would be eventually figured out to be among the living soon and they would be out in force to clean up a very bad mess. He also knew he needed medical attention and he needed it quickly or the grim reaper would catch up to him after all. The numbing in his body was getting more profound, and he was loosing control of his bladder and his breathing was getting harder with each breath becoming more excruciating then ever. So Tailspin just drove straight into Las Vegas, and well thats all he remembers till he woke up in the hospital, it appears that he passed out while driving and crashed into a pole. Lucky for him, the LVPD officer at scene recognised him from the UCAS targets of terrorism flyers, the officer being one of the Puppet Masters men doctored the paperwork and rushed Tailspin off to a hospital that was friendly and understanding.

         This is how Tailspin would come to be part of the Patriots, though not officially a member. This man would be in for a very long recovery and would require countless surgeries to repair the damage that he received. He needed multiple neck surgeries and would end up with his neck and spine fused in multiple locations, he needed to have basically all his internal organs replaced as well as having his lower legs replaced with cybernetics do to the nerve damage he received when his over stressed body was being crushed by the falling soil. For Tailspin all the injuries he received nearly killed him, though they have made him stronger do them. He needed to have his bones laced in titanium in order to fix most of his ribs and reinforce his damaged spine. This old soldier was in recovery for many years, as he learned how to cope with his new implants and from the many surgeries. Though as he would wait for the clonal organs to be grown, he would assist the Patriots with their defence of Las Vegas, by spilling the beans on the military’s tactics and movement s that he was more the familiar with.

          So the Puppet Master can thank Tailspin for the ultimate victory over the UCAS within Las Vegas and for his assistance tailspin was rewarded with his medical bills covered and given gear and a vehicle to use at his disposal. He was told that he might want to relocate to Seattle seeing that he could settle in the suburbs their and live out the remaining days in peace there. Well thats just what he did Tailspin left Vegas, collecting his wife from their home in Henderson. They had a heartfelt reunion where he explained everything he could to his elderly wife, the two packed up the car with bare necessities and headed north to Seattle. The Puppet Mater had already set him up with a new SIN, home in Lynnwood and enough credits to get through a few years as his final thank you to Tailspin. As he drove to Seattle and his wife rested in the passenger seat he would hear the news broadcast about his botched execution and escape he just rubbed the rope scare and then grabbed his beloveds hand as they ventured towards a new life.

        For Tailspin the remaining years in Seattle where normal though he would notice that he was no longer getting any older as he watched his wife degrade and slip away to the ill affects of age. His children had long since disowned him, and thought him to be deceased executed as a traitor to his country and now he was loosing the only person he had ever truly loved for over 60 years. He could feel the tension in the air and he knew that war was approaching, his bank account was drained as he was paying for his wife’s medical care as she slipped away into dementia. Tailspin was able to pick up part time work as a math teacher in the local elementary school but his salary barely kept him afloat under a pile of medical bills and then on July 4th 2070 his wife would pass away, while he sat by her side. He used the remaining of his savings to send his wife’s body back to Henderson to be laid to rest in the family cemetery. He as well wanted his children, grandchildren and great grandchildren to be able to say good bye to their mother and grandmother, for Tailspin he knew he could never return to Henderson and he knew he couldn’t rob his children of this and he knew his wife would want to be laid to rest near her family. So with tears in his eyes and a heavy heart Tailspin paid the funeral director, kissed his wife’s forehead and went back home alone.

      This is how this man would become part of the fight once again, he felt a debt of gratitude was needed to be paid. He has nothing left in his life, his family long lost to him and he seemed to be internally reversing in age and he knew that whatever he could do to help was better then sitting and rusting in his empty home. Tailspin is a trained fighter pilot and has a vehicle control rig implanted so he started off small by doing simple supply jobs for the Patriots inside Seattle and eventually growing in risk to smuggling operations and eventually to hijacking. As Tailspin began working his bank accounts would grow faster then they ever did working for the military and this would allow him the upgrade his vehicles, gear and eventually his home. For Tailspin his vehicles and drones would become his children and he would fully accept life as a freelance operator for the Patriots, he was glad to fight against the tyranny of the False Flag and the more he learned about the truth the more involved he would become. For this old timer it was about retribution and also he was looking to restore his honour that was striped from him while he served the Flag.

      With his emasculation removing any need for sexual desire, he was able to remain more the focused on the task of defeating the False Flag and even when the enemy would send in a female spy to attempt to seduce Tailspin the attempt would fail and he would be able to not only thwart the attempts he would be able to kill the spy as a show of dedication and loyalty to the Patriots. Tailspin longs to join the order officially but he understands that he has a debt to pay and he is willing to bid his time till the leadership determines his debt has been paid in full. This man continues to wear his dress uniform today and has become a solid freelance rigger of the new breed generation. His skills as a smuggler allowed him to transport citizens to safety during the war and he has been a valuable asset in the skies as well. He does prove never judge a book by it’s cover and for Tailspin he will always give 110% in anything he does.

       Tailspin knows that he will have to continue to fight now that he has entered the fray as a rebel, and with the UCAS still very upset about their second failed execution you can bet your lucky stars they are still looking for this man. If anyone is looking for a solid, loyal and heroic man to join their ranks as a rigger look no further than Tailspin. This man is a true hero and the shadows are lucky to have this man within their ranks. He is not just a rigger, he is combat trained, highly educated and a skilled craftsman so until the Patriots are ready to forgive Tailspin fully for his sins against them in the early days of this war. He could really use a team of dedicated shadow warriors to help keep Tailspin alive and out of the clutches of the enemy. This man is honourable and has crawled out of hell, he has lost everything and has been reborn as the man we know today, please show him the respect he is do and the uniform he proudly wears is that of an American officer not a UCAS soldier. Tailspin is a true hero and his service record prior to 2017 and his mercenary log will back up my claims about him. Tailspin, I might still be very sore over the men I lost to you and well the sucking chest wound you gave me still burns deep in my mind, but I will still salute you for what you have done for us since your eyes were opened, though forgive me my good man when I say……

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