Born earthside, January 19th, 2015.
130 years old in 2145 at the time of the third invasion.

 

Species: Human [Terran] (frontal and temporal lobes intact), Bionic Chassis.
Nationality: American
Residence: Mars, UAC Research Complex.

 

Family: None.
Sexuality: Science.
Relationship Status: He'll do.

 

Theoretical Physicist
Chairman of the UAC
Monarch Solutions Chief Chronon Research Officer

 

Unit Specifications:

  • Height: 10'0"/3m
  • Weight: 457 lbs, unarmed.
  • Bulletproof
  • Enhanced Strength
  • Enhanced Speed
  • Plasmatronic Processing Core
              -a "biochemical brain" that has replaced his parietal and occipital lobes

 

Colleagues:

Alex Yu
TranStar CEO. Always welcome.

Jack Joyce
Very thin ice.

Paul Serene
Monarch Solutions CEO. Trusted.

The Marine
Asset. Actually the worst.

Fick Blazkowicz
Stole arm. Small. Crushable.

Mephistopheles
Offered a contract. Accepted.

Olivia Pierce
Betrayer.

Current Research Projects:

  • Project Lazarus
  • Project Faust
  • Project Chronos

Birth and Death:

 Samuel was born into a wealthy Terran family on the East coast of North America in 2015, at the start of the 21st century. He had a sheltered and spoiled childhood as most young men of his station tend to, but his eyes always turned towards the stars when he was asked what he wanted to do when he grew up. He excelled in school and graduated to move straight on to his undergraduate studies, in which he was awarded a BS in Geophysics and a BS in Aerospace Engineering, with honors.

 

He went on to attend Oxford University and get his Masters in Theoretical Physics. It was at this point that he finally felt prepared to reach for the stars, but to do so, he needed to gain the attention of the Union Aerospace Corporation, the brave men and women working to colonize Venus, the moon, and Mars. Using the ruins of the Nazi bases on these planets and their technology for weaponry and space travel, the facilities were nearly complete by this time. Hayden took a break from his studies to found the Samuel Hayden Foundation, which sponsored scientific talents in young minds and funded programs in schools and higher education campuses alike.

 

Often described as having a daunting intellect and minimal time for social interaction, Hayden lived a relatively friendless existence through his doctoral work. Midway through his dissertation, he was approached by the UAC with an offer he could not turn down. His defense date was pushed aside, and he left the planet for Mars.

 

Hayden was appointed General Director of the UAC'S Global Science Council, where he oversaw the general experimentation on the planet. He found himself growing bored, unsure of whether he had made the right choice in accepting the job offer. Every time he expressed interest in returning to Earth to finish his PhD and possibly continue with some postdoctoral work, he was granted a raise, nicer quarters, or a choice project. They simply did not want to let him go.

 

Shortly after yet another promotion, the Argent Fracture was discovered on Mars. Hayden assumed control immediately, and claimed the construction of the Argent Tower itself to be his greatest success. With the ability to tap into the raw energies of hell and extract, convert, and ship it to Earth to solve the growing energy crisis there, it seemed he was irreplaceable. He had never felt so sure of his path. As the weeks passed, however, he began to deal with throbbing headaches, hair loss, fatigue, loss of appetite, and dulled senses. His eyesight began to worsen, which was the final straw. He went to see a doctor for the first time in years.

 

The brain tumor was already so advanced and all-encompassing no surgery martian or earthside could save him. Dr. Hayden was diagnosed with a terminal case of brain cancer and given six months to live. The source, unknown to him at the time, was uranium poisoning via his food. He had been assassinated.

 

Hayden knew only one thing- he wasn't ready to die yet.

 

He feverishly made other plans, spending his last few months in his office and laboratory, drawing up a radical solution to his mortality...via complete cybernetic transference.

Rebirth:

Upon reaching his final month and realizing he could not last much longer, Samuel went into surgery in the hands of his most trusted men. He was hardly sure he would ever wake up again. His temporal and frontal lobes were severed from the rest of his brain, kept alive through a macabre system while his personality and memories were transferred into a computer bank for posterity should the project fail. The parietal and occipital lobes were bypassed entirely. Instead, the salvaged pieces were networked into the plasmatronic core of his new body, serving as a type of biomechanical brain. Once complete, the frankensteined structure was secured in the head of his new chassis.

 

Activation was a ground-breaking event and a complete success. He retained his memories, personality, comprehension, and reasoning, though his calculation and perception had become supercharged thanks to the pure Argent his new system depended on. Back and bigger, stronger, and more formidable than ever, his massive frame inspires fear and admiration from those around him.

 

Shortly after this, Hayden rose to take complete control of the UAC with a sweeping night of terror that saw most of the Blind Council murdered. It's only fitting he got revenge against those who tried to end his life. There is no time for forgiveness in a business like his. He was "posthumously" awarded his PhD, though he never defended his dissertation.

 

When his choice of such a massive frame was later questioned by the earthside press, his response was simple:

"Dictating the future of mankind is dangerous work. You never known when we may need a hero."

 

Due to both neural conditioning and stem cells, his brain is constantly being rejuvinated, allowing him to have thus far lived seventy years past his surgery. It is presumed that his lifespan will be indefinite. His body has long since passed, but his soul will live on forever.

 

His work with Argent energy has destroyed the boundaries of humanity's understanding of physics, which led to Monarch Solutions knocking on his door. He graciously accepted the offer and allied himself and his newborn UAC with them. Shortly after, the Yu family and their TranStar corporation reached a similar deal with him.

 

Dr. Hayden has become a crusader, saving lives through radical technological solutions. No disease or injury is too great for him to be willing to explore potential options to solve, though what he comes up with may very well be too painful to bear. One such example was Olivia Pierce, his former academic protege and romantic interst. Her scoliosis left her wheelchair  bound. His exoskelleton let her walk again, but every motion was agony. She refused pain medication, fearing it would cloud her mind and inhibit her research. This later played a role in driving her to accept the deal of a hell lord, causing the third invasion on Mars that wiped out most of the UAC personnel in the main research complex. To this day, Hayden feels incredibly guilty about his role in her demise.

[source]

 

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  • "He needs a doctor to LOOK at his eye.not touch it," Fick needs to be sure this is concrete. 

  • "I never asked for this," Fick buffs. Hes clearky angry. "All the time, people are trying to fuck me over. I just want to live by myself with you in peace. Fuck."

  • Fick tucka an arm around Wil's and buffs, tryibg to comfort him. "Yeah we can. What the hell does he mean he's got eyes on me and orders? No one told me Alex put a kill clause on me..."

  • "Its both," Fick is bristling. Dick.

  • :: Deep off into the farthest reaches of space,a   large vessel was making its way to the Milkyway Galaxy. A vessel devoid of any signs of life for nothing living was on it, nor anything dead. A power surge was detected emanating from nearby the Third rock from the sun. A signature that caught the attention of the Machine Queen, the original make and model, the Prototype. ::

     

    ” Scanners indicate unusual power fluctuations coming from this corner of space.  The type of energy is undetermined but the source is coming from something called The Red Planet.  According to the readout of the energy output. This energy could be usual as an alternate source of power.  Shall I Plot a course to this..... Mars?”

     

    :: Emerging from the shadows was the face of the queen, one who has been systematically going from galaxy to galaxy, purging it of life and helping to upset the balance by reducing the numbers of creatures that would drain the finite resources of the cosmos and allowing the rest of life to still flourish. Of course she wasn’t interested in just wiping out half of the galaxy of life to just keep the balance. She wanted to remove all organic beings from the universe or at least the humanoid ones that were the major drain and keep the animal life creatures, spared from her purge. Since beasts knew how to keep in balance with nature but humans and other species like them, did not. ::

     

    ”Yes. Direct our fleet towards this planet and run a scan of the one next to it. I don’t think I have visited this Galaxy’s earth planet.  There may be resources there for us to exploit. Set the course. It’s time to Harvest. “

     

    :: Course correction was laid in as the fleet began making the jump towards Earth and Mars.::

  • "I made a mistake. I cant do that anymore," its not an excuse, more just an ackwoledgement hes done wrong. 

  • Fick feels bad. He truely dows. But he couldnt give Wil up again. Not after all they've been though. He has to protect what's his, and that so happens to be his husband. 

    When O'Neill calls him a bastard, he recoils.

  • "None of this is your fault. Remember that," Fick holds his hand the entiee way there ans only lets him go when they approach O'Neil and his friends.

    "Youre projected. Go on."

  • "Lets go. Where is he hanging out around this time?" Fick seems ready to get thia over with. It must be nice knowing someone is always on his sode for once.

  • "I can handle him. I just worry about you. No matter what, I'm on your side, okay? Ill take care of you. I promise.."

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Dr. Samuel Hayden left a comment for Fɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
"You will, too. I know it. Just be confident. Wil is drifting asleep, and doesn’t have much longer in him. Night, sugar.
 
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“Well, Mr. Yu...we did it.” Hayden, undressing, is smiling again. “I never thought I’d...go through with a marriage.”"
6 hours ago
Dr. Samuel Hayden left a comment for Fɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
"I could be a stay at home dad if I need to. I know they’d let me. I could protect the kid."
6 hours ago
Dr. Samuel Hayden left a comment for Fɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
"I was thinking about that. A kid, I mean. I think I’d lile that, with you. Especially since there are non-surrogate ways now."
7 hours ago
Dr. Samuel Hayden left a comment for Fɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
"I’m not a candidate, probably, ‘cause of the neuromods. The incident that just happened mighta DQed me."
7 hours ago
Dr. Samuel Hayden left a comment for Fɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
"I can’t believe they tried to murder him and he came back like this. That he was so angry he didn’t wanna die. Do you want transferrence when we get old?"
7 hours ago
Dr. Samuel Hayden left a comment for Fɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
"I won't let 'em take you. Besides, Alex and Hayden wouldn't either. You're too valuable. I'm sure they know we have Steinholtz, though. That could cause problems, since we're harboring him, and Hayden, since they tried to kill him."
8 hours ago
Dr. Samuel Hayden left a comment for Fɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
"Venus in two days. You gonna be ready for that? I don't know if I will. It's daunting, the task at hand. Their whole future depends on it."
8 hours ago
Dr. Samuel Hayden left a comment for Fɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
"Look, honeybun, maybe we should change the subject. I can't keep up. Wil is getting drowsy, the gentle touches helping that along."
8 hours ago
Dr. Samuel Hayden left a comment for Fɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
"You were sick. Not broken. It was out of your control. Wil, currently with a small husband and a rabbit on his sore back, doesn’t try to move."
8 hours ago
Dr. Samuel Hayden left a comment for Fɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
"You fix a dog if you don’t want puppies. You fix a problem. You fix a car. You don’t “fix” a person."
9 hours ago
Dr. Samuel Hayden left a comment for Fɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
"I should have stayed. You didn’t kill ne or nothing."
9 hours ago
Dr. Samuel Hayden left a comment for Fɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
"you’re too good to me, honeybun. I owe you everything. You gave me a chance. I’m never gonna leave you again."
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Dr. Samuel Hayden left a comment for Fɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
"Anyone can learn about animals. Not anyone is good woth them though."
9 hours ago
Dr. Samuel Hayden left a comment for Fɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
"Nah. I’m good at my job. Trained. That’s not the same."
10 hours ago
Dr. Samuel Hayden left a comment for Fɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
"You know me. You know yourself. You know what you stand for, what you love. You know what Canada's like, and you know what someone's thinkin' if you're listening."
10 hours ago
Dr. Samuel Hayden left a comment for Fɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ
"That's one way to make him melt instantly. He snuggles his face down into the bed and rests on his folded arms, eyes closed. Daisy hops to Fick's hand for a sniff.
You're smarter'n you give yourself credit for."
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