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Peasant

Posted January 5, '14 4:13am UTC

It's the 41st Millenium, and the entire galaxy is in upheaval. Humankind is xenophobic, militaristic. Though in a galaxy full of warmongering aliens, it helps to have those traits. Orks, Eldar, Tyranids, Tau, they all pose threats to humankind and are all warring the Imperium of man, and each other. Even traveling between planets isn't safe, to travel you have to use the warp, which is filled with unimaginable creatures and 4 gods of chaos. People with mutations or who have psychic abilities are especially effected. but anyone can be turned to chaos and become horribly mutated and insane. In this grim dark future, there is only war.

You play someone who, by choice, birth, or by the Imperiums will, are in the Imperial Guard, the main standing army of the Imperium. Who defend the citizens from Xeno and chaos alike. Sent to the World Ament Prime, a large Agricultural world. Reports are that a very large ork WAAAAGH! (orkish warband) is heading straight for the world. You serve in the 341st Reconstituted regiment, who are made from the survivors of other regiments considered to be wiped out. Heading towards the planet as it serves a vital role for the sector, feeding it. Aboard the Imperial Navy ship "The Strictest Doctrine" You are near the planet, it seems peaceful, and prosperous. Though it won't last long.
Ament Prime:
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Races:
Ogryn: Large and very simple minded, and fiercely loyal, believing every order comes from the emperor of mankind himself.
Ratling: Short, quiet, and rather promiscuous. These diminutive people make the best snipers and scouts, and half decent troopers.
Beastmen: People who don't look unlike the mythological Minotaur, despite the Imperium's heavy disapproval of mutants, these lesser mutated people are allowed to serve in the Imperial Guard
Humans: Standard Run of the mill human, comes from any and all backgrounds, from feral worlds that seek out to kill anything living on them, to feudal worlds, that seem like the bygone era of knights and lords during Holy Terra's history. To super advanced Hive Worlds, which contain cities stacked on top of cities, and sometimes stacked on top of more cities.

Classes:
Trooper: Standard trooper, armed with a lasgun and flak armor

Sharpshooter: Long range killers, usually cold and emotionless as they watch man and xeno alike die from their rifle.

Fire Support: Carrying a large wheel mounted heavy bolter, they may need to set up, but once they are, they can mow down all but the heaviest infantry (can't be Ratling)

Anti-Tank:Carrying a shoulder mounted missile launcher, and a backpack with a variety of missiles, they can take a variety of roles, but are usually anti-vehicle (Can't be Ratling).

Rough Rider: On a fast bike, with a laspistol and an explosive Hunting Lance they can scout, and ride through lines blasting away at the enemy. (Human Only)

Grenadier: Armed similar to a storm trooper, but they operate with a regular regiment, but are none the less equally trained in assaulted fortified enemy positions, and leading attacks.

Tank Commander: The commander of a standard Leman Russ tank, these multi role tanks smash through enemy infantry and armor alike. (can't be Ogryn)

Name:
Age:
Gender: (Females can be in the Imperial Guard)
Race:
Class:
Physical Description:
Bio:Optional
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Weapon:
Armor:
Misc.:
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Condition:

If you have any questions about races, equipment, classes, etc. feel free to ask.

It's the 41st Millenium, and the entire galaxy is in upheaval. Humankind is xenophobic, militaristic. Though in a galaxy full of warmongering aliens, it helps to have those traits. Orks, Eldar, Tyranids, Tau, they all pose threats to humankind and are all warring the Imperium of man, and each other. Even traveling between planets isn't safe, to travel you have to use the warp, which is filled with unimaginable creatures and 4 gods of chaos. People with mutations or who have psychic abilities are especially effected. but anyone can be turned to chaos and become horribly mutated and insane. In this grim dark future, there is only war.\r\n\r\nYou play someone who, by choice, birth, or by the Imperiums will, are in the Imperial Guard, the main standing army of the Imperium. Who defend the citizens from Xeno and chaos alike. Sent to the World Ament Prime, a large Agricultural world. Reports are that a very large ork WAAAAGH! (orkish warband) is heading straight for the world. You serve in the 341st Reconstituted regiment, who are made from the survivors of other regiments considered to be wiped out. Heading towards the planet as it serves a vital role for the sector, feeding it. Aboard the Imperial Navy ship "The Strictest Doctrine" You are near the  planet, it seems peaceful, and prosperous. Though it won't last long. \r\nAment Prime:\r\n[img]http://worldgen.bin.sh/worldgen.cgi?palette=Atlas&iter=5000&cmd=Create&name=Ament%20Prime&pct_ice=20&height=400&seed=1388890613&rotate=274&projection=Square&pct_water=50&motif=SciFi[/img]\r\n\r\nRaces:\r\nOgryn: Large and very simple minded, and fiercely loyal, believing every order comes from the emperor of mankind himself.\r\nRatling: Short, quiet, and rather promiscuous. These diminutive people make the best snipers and scouts, and half decent troopers.\r\nBeastmen: People who don't look unlike the mythological Minotaur, despite the Imperium's heavy disapproval of mutants, these lesser mutated people are allowed to serve in the Imperial Guard\r\nHumans: Standard Run of the mill human, comes from any and all backgrounds, from feral worlds that seek out to kill anything living on them, to  feudal worlds, that seem like the bygone era of knights and lords during Holy Terra's history. To super advanced Hive Worlds, which contain cities stacked on top of cities, and sometimes stacked on top of more cities.\r\n\r\nClasses:\r\nTrooper: Standard trooper, armed with a lasgun and flak armor\r\n\r\nSharpshooter: Long range killers, usually cold and emotionless as they watch man and xeno alike die from their rifle.\r\n\r\nFire Support: Carrying a large wheel mounted heavy bolter, they may need to set up, but once they are, they can mow down all but the heaviest infantry (can't be Ratling)\r\n\r\nAnti-Tank:Carrying a shoulder mounted missile launcher, and a backpack with a variety of missiles, they can take a variety of roles, but are usually anti-vehicle (Can't be Ratling).\r\n\r\nRough Rider: On a fast bike, with a laspistol and an explosive Hunting Lance they can scout, and ride through lines blasting away at the enemy. (Human Only)\r\n\r\nGrenadier: Armed similar to a storm trooper, but they operate with a regular regiment, but are none the less equally trained in assaulted fortified enemy positions, and leading attacks.\r\n\r\nTank Commander: The commander of a standard Leman Russ tank, these multi role tanks smash through enemy infantry and armor alike. (can't be Ogryn)\r\n\r\n\r\nName:\r\nAge:\r\nGender: (Females can be in the Imperial Guard)\r\nRace:\r\nClass:\r\nPhysical Description:\r\nBio:Optional\r\n---------\r\nWeapon:\r\nArmor:\r\nMisc.:\r\n--------\r\nCondition: \r\n\r\nIf you have any questions about races, equipment, classes, etc. feel free to ask.

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Peasant

Posted January 11, '14 4:26pm UTC

Name: Bernhardt Aschen
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.
Bio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.
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Weapon: Lasgun
Armor: Flak Armor (The texture of the armor would suggest a warrior caste-born soldier. He was among many to be born into a militaristic family willing to give up everything for the emperor. Although rough, the texture suggests build by a machine, hinting towards an urban homeworld.)
Misc.:
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Condition:

"Get the **** away from him!" one snarls "We'll get him to a Chirurgeon" They heft him up, and with that the rest of the Arbites leave.

Name: Bernhardt Aschen\r\nAge: 18\r\nGender: Male\r\nRace: Human\r\nClass: Trooper\r\nPhysical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.\r\nBio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.\r\n---------\r\nWeapon: Lasgun\r\nArmor: Flak Armor (The texture of the armor would suggest a warrior caste-born soldier. He was among many to be born into a militaristic family willing to give up everything for the emperor. Although rough, the texture suggests build by a machine, hinting towards an urban homeworld.)\r\nMisc.:\r\n--------\r\nCondition:\r\n\r\n\r\n"Get the **** away from him!" one snarls "We'll get him to a Chirurgeon"  They heft him up, and with that the rest of the Arbites leave.

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Nomad

Posted January 11, '14 4:48pm UTC

Name: Bernhardt Aschen
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.
Bio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.
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Weapon: Lasgun
Armor: Flak Armor (The texture of the armor would suggest a warrior caste-born soldier. He was among many to be born into a militaristic family willing to give up everything for the emperor. Although rough, the texture suggests build by a machine, hinting towards an urban homeworld.)
Misc.:
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Condition:

I turn on my Vox and start transmitting to command. "Command, be advised, an Arbite was stabbed by a Chaos Cultist, he's breaking out with sores and the like, extreme pain. The other Arbites insisted bringing him back to a Chirurgeon. We're continuing on with a Sentinel and a handful of troopers."

Name: Bernhardt Aschen\r\nAge: 18\r\nGender: Male\r\nRace: Human\r\nClass: Trooper\r\nPhysical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.\r\nBio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.\r\n---------\r\nWeapon: Lasgun\r\nArmor: Flak Armor (The texture of the armor would suggest a warrior caste-born soldier. He was among many to be born into a militaristic family willing to give up everything for the emperor. Although rough, the texture suggests build by a machine, hinting towards an urban homeworld.)\r\nMisc.:\r\n--------\r\nCondition:\r\n\r\nI turn on my Vox and start transmitting to command. "Command, be advised, an Arbite was stabbed by a Chaos Cultist, he's breaking out with sores and the like, extreme pain. The other Arbites insisted bringing him back to a Chirurgeon. We're continuing on with a Sentinel and a handful of troopers."

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Peasant

Posted January 11, '14 5:01pm UTC

Name: Bernhardt Aschen
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.
Bio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.
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Weapon: Lasgun
Armor: Flak Armor (The texture of the armor would suggest a warrior caste-born soldier. He was among many to be born into a militaristic family willing to give up everything for the emperor. Although rough, the texture suggests build by a machine, hinting towards an urban homeworld.)
Misc.:
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Condition:

The command starts to respond, but the connection appears to be cut off, and another person, male and cool headed instead replies. "Stabbed by a cultist, and is now horribly sick? By the emperor stay there, tell me your position and make sure they don't take him away."

Name: Bernhardt Aschen\r\nAge: 18\r\nGender: Male\r\nRace: Human\r\nClass: Trooper\r\nPhysical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.\r\nBio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.\r\n---------\r\nWeapon: Lasgun\r\nArmor: Flak Armor (The texture of the armor would suggest a warrior caste-born soldier. He was among many to be born into a militaristic family willing to give up everything for the emperor. Although rough, the texture suggests build by a machine, hinting towards an urban homeworld.)\r\nMisc.:\r\n--------\r\nCondition:\r\n\r\nThe command starts to respond, but the connection appears to be cut off, and another person, male and cool headed instead replies. "Stabbed by a cultist, and is now horribly sick? By the emperor stay there, tell me your position and make sure they don't take him away."

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Nomad

Posted January 11, '14 5:03pm UTC

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Nomad

Posted January 11, '14 5:12pm UTC

Name: Bernhardt Aschen
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.
Bio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.
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Weapon: Lasgun
Armor: Flak Armor (The texture of the armor would suggest a warrior caste-born soldier. He was among many to be born into a militaristic family willing to give up everything for the emperor. Although rough, the texture suggests build by a machine, hinting towards an urban homeworld.)
Misc.:
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Condition:

"They've already taken him, sir. We're at *insert position*, they were heading *insert direction* from our location. Should we pursue or continue on?"

Name: Bernhardt Aschen\r\nAge: 18\r\nGender: Male\r\nRace: Human\r\nClass: Trooper\r\nPhysical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.\r\nBio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.\r\n---------\r\nWeapon: Lasgun\r\nArmor: Flak Armor (The texture of the armor would suggest a warrior caste-born soldier. He was among many to be born into a militaristic family willing to give up everything for the emperor. Although rough, the texture suggests build by a machine, hinting towards an urban homeworld.)\r\nMisc.:\r\n--------\r\nCondition:\r\n\r\n"They've already taken him, sir. We're at *insert position*, they were heading *insert direction* from our location. Should we pursue or continue on?"

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Peasant

Posted January 12, '14 12:25am UTC

Name: Aleksa Bodin
Age:25
Gender: Male
Race:Human
Class:Fire Support
Physical Description: Tall,Black hair,blue eyes,white skin,average build
Bio:Born and raised in hive city being member of poor family it didnt take long for him to be tempted by local gangs,so he join one of many in the city he stated with just pickpocketing but as time passed he started selling drugs breaking in people houses and ending up killing,as time passed he attracted more and more attention his lust for money and easy life made him careless so one day he and his gang was arrested and he was faces with death penalty,but then officer from imperial guard showed up and offer all prisoners to redeem themselves by joining guard and defend humanity so with no other choice he joined.
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Weapon:Carriage Mounted Heavy Bolter, laspistol, Chainsword,
Armor: Flak Armor
Misc.: Metal Storm Frag Rounds
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Condition

by yourself?

Name: Bernhardt Aschen
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.
Bio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.
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Weapon: Lasgun
Armor: Flak Armor (The texture of the armor would suggest a warrior caste-born soldier. He was among many to be born into a militaristic family willing to give up everything for the emperor. Although rough, the texture suggests build by a machine, hinting towards an urban homeworld.)
Misc.:
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Condition:

"Then bring them back. No matter how, make sure the sick one comes back." he replies coldly

Name: Aleksa Bodin\r\nAge:25\r\nGender: Male\r\nRace:Human\r\nClass:Fire Support\r\nPhysical Description: Tall,Black hair,blue eyes,white skin,average build\r\nBio:Born and raised in hive city being member of poor family it didnt take long for him to be tempted by local gangs,so he join one of many in the city he stated with just pickpocketing but as time passed he started selling drugs breaking in people houses and ending up killing,as time passed he attracted more and more attention his lust for money and easy life made him careless so one day he and his gang was arrested and he was faces with death penalty,but then officer from imperial guard showed up and offer all prisoners to redeem themselves by joining guard and defend humanity so with no other choice he joined.\r\n---------\r\nWeapon:Carriage Mounted Heavy Bolter,  laspistol, Chainsword,\r\nArmor: Flak Armor\r\nMisc.: Metal Storm Frag Rounds\r\n--------\r\nCondition\r\n\r\n\r\nby yourself?\r\n\r\n\r\nName: Bernhardt Aschen\r\nAge: 18\r\nGender: Male\r\nRace: Human\r\nClass: Trooper\r\nPhysical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.\r\nBio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.\r\n---------\r\nWeapon: Lasgun\r\nArmor: Flak Armor (The texture of the armor would suggest a warrior caste-born soldier. He was among many to be born into a militaristic family willing to give up everything for the emperor. Although rough, the texture suggests build by a machine, hinting towards an urban homeworld.)\r\nMisc.:\r\n--------\r\nCondition:\r\n\r\n\r\n"Then bring them back. No matter how, make sure the sick one comes back." he replies coldly

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Nomad

Posted January 12, '14 12:55am UTC

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Nomad

Posted January 12, '14 1:37am UTC

Name: Bernhardt Aschen
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.
Bio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.
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Weapon: Lasgun
Armor: Flak Armor (The texture of the armor would suggest a warrior caste-born soldier. He was among many to be born into a militaristic family willing to give up everything for the emperor. Although rough, the texture suggests build by a machine, hinting towards an urban homeworld.)
Misc.:
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Condition:

"From the mouth of the Emperor to my ears, sir." We double-time it hot on the Enforcer's trail.

Name: Bernhardt Aschen\r\nAge: 18\r\nGender: Male\r\nRace: Human\r\nClass: Trooper\r\nPhysical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.\r\nBio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.\r\n---------\r\nWeapon: Lasgun\r\nArmor: Flak Armor (The texture of the armor would suggest a warrior caste-born soldier. He was among many to be born into a militaristic family willing to give up everything for the emperor. Although rough, the texture suggests build by a machine, hinting towards an urban homeworld.)\r\nMisc.:\r\n--------\r\nCondition:\r\n\r\n"From the mouth of the Emperor to my ears, sir." We double-time it hot on the Enforcer's trail.

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Peasant

Posted January 12, '14 2:00am UTC

Name: Aleksa Bodin
Age:25
Gender: Male
Race:Human
Class:Fire Support
Physical Description: Tall,Black hair,blue eyes,white skin,average build
Bio:Born and raised in hive city being member of poor family it didnt take long for him to be tempted by local gangs,so he join one of many in the city he stated with just pickpocketing but as time passed he started selling drugs breaking in people houses and ending up killing,as time passed he attracted more and more attention his lust for money and easy life made him careless so one day he and his gang was arrested and he was faces with death penalty,but then officer from imperial guard showed up and offer all prisoners to redeem themselves by joining guard and defend humanity so with no other choice he joined.
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Weapon:Carriage Mounted Heavy Bolter, laspistol, Chainsword,
Armor: Flak Armor
Misc.: Metal Storm Frag Rounds
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Condition

well tanks are coming back for repairs, by the techpriests. You lack a voxcaster so if you want to find someone, you'll need to find one.

Name: Bernhardt Aschen
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.
Bio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.
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Weapon: Lasgun
Armor: Flak Armor (The texture of the armor would suggest a warrior caste-born soldier. He was among many to be born into a militaristic family willing to give up everything for the emperor. Although rough, the texture suggests build by a machine, hinting towards an urban homeworld.)
Misc.:
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Condition:

"Good."

You chase after the,, and find them a few blocks away, still carrying the guy.

Name: Aleksa Bodin\r\nAge:25\r\nGender: Male\r\nRace:Human\r\nClass:Fire Support\r\nPhysical Description: Tall,Black hair,blue eyes,white skin,average build\r\nBio:Born and raised in hive city being member of poor family it didnt take long for him to be tempted by local gangs,so he join one of many in the city he stated with just pickpocketing but as time passed he started selling drugs breaking in people houses and ending up killing,as time passed he attracted more and more attention his lust for money and easy life made him careless so one day he and his gang was arrested and he was faces with death penalty,but then officer from imperial guard showed up and offer all prisoners to redeem themselves by joining guard and defend humanity so with no other choice he joined.\r\n---------\r\nWeapon:Carriage Mounted Heavy Bolter,  laspistol, Chainsword,\r\nArmor: Flak Armor\r\nMisc.: Metal Storm Frag Rounds\r\n--------\r\nCondition\r\n\r\n\r\nwell tanks are coming back for repairs, by the techpriests. You lack a voxcaster so if you want to find someone, you'll need to find one.\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nName: Bernhardt Aschen\r\nAge: 18\r\nGender: Male\r\nRace: Human\r\nClass: Trooper\r\nPhysical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.\r\nBio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.\r\n---------\r\nWeapon: Lasgun\r\nArmor: Flak Armor (The texture of the armor would suggest a warrior caste-born soldier. He was among many to be born into a militaristic family willing to give up everything for the emperor. Although rough, the texture suggests build by a machine, hinting towards an urban homeworld.)\r\nMisc.:\r\n--------\r\nCondition:\r\n\r\n"Good."\r\n\r\nYou chase after the,, and find them a few blocks away, still carrying the guy.

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Posted January 12, '14 2:15am UTC

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Peasant

Posted January 12, '14 2:17am UTC

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Posted January 12, '14 2:43am UTC

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Posted January 12, '14 6:52am UTC

Name: Bernhardt Aschen
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.
Bio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.
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Weapon: Lasgun
Armor: Flak Armor (The texture of the armor would suggest a warrior caste-born soldier. He was among many to be born into a militaristic family willing to give up everything for the emperor. Although rough, the texture suggests build by a machine, hinting towards an urban homeworld.)
Misc.:
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Condition:

Not going to bother with telling them to stop, 'cuz I sure as He- er, Warp wouldn't. We fire upon the Enforcers, but try not to hit the infected guy.

Name: Bernhardt Aschen\r\nAge: 18\r\nGender: Male\r\nRace: Human\r\nClass: Trooper\r\nPhysical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.\r\nBio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.\r\n---------\r\nWeapon: Lasgun\r\nArmor: Flak Armor (The texture of the armor would suggest a warrior caste-born soldier. He was among many to be born into a militaristic family willing to give up everything for the emperor. Although rough, the texture suggests build by a machine, hinting towards an urban homeworld.)\r\nMisc.:\r\n--------\r\nCondition:\r\n\r\nNot going to bother with telling them to stop, 'cuz I sure as He- er, Warp wouldn't. We fire upon the Enforcers, but try not to hit the infected guy.

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Peasant

Posted January 12, '14 6:23pm UTC

Name: Aleksa Bodin
Age:25
Gender: Male
Race:Human
Class:Fire Support
Physical Description: Tall,Black hair,blue eyes,white skin,average build
Bio:Born and raised in hive city being member of poor family it didnt take long for him to be tempted by local gangs,so he join one of many in the city he stated with just pickpocketing but as time passed he started selling drugs breaking in people houses and ending up killing,as time passed he attracted more and more attention his lust for money and easy life made him careless so one day he and his gang was arrested and he was faces with death penalty,but then officer from imperial guard showed up and offer all prisoners to redeem themselves by joining guard and defend humanity so with no other choice he joined.
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Weapon:Carriage Mounted Heavy Bolter, laspistol, Chainsword,
Armor: Flak Armor
Misc.: Metal Storm Frag Rounds
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Condition:

Well there is a vox caster in the command barracks, but a squad of what seem to be Valhallens come back to base, some limping or carrying wounded.

Name: Bernhardt Aschen
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Trooper
Physical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.
Bio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.
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Weapon: Lasgun
Armor: Flak Armor (The texture of the armor would suggest a warrior caste-born soldier. He was among many to be born into a militaristic family willing to give up everything for the emperor. Although rough, the texture suggests build by a machine, hinting towards an urban homeworld.)
Misc.:
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Condition:

Well everyone opens fire, but the Arbites see you before hand. They drop the wounded one and one raises a shield, which takes the brunt, the other fires back, hitting sergeant Kasey in the leg, "Ah! ****" he blurts as he falls backwards,

Name: Aleksa Bodin\r\nAge:25\r\nGender: Male\r\nRace:Human\r\nClass:Fire Support\r\nPhysical Description: Tall,Black hair,blue eyes,white skin,average build\r\nBio:Born and raised in hive city being member of poor family it didnt take long for him to be tempted by local gangs,so he join one of many in the city he stated with just pickpocketing but as time passed he started selling drugs breaking in people houses and ending up killing,as time passed he attracted more and more attention his lust for money and easy life made him careless so one day he and his gang was arrested and he was faces with death penalty,but then officer from imperial guard showed up and offer all prisoners to redeem themselves by joining guard and defend humanity so with no other choice he joined.\r\n---------\r\nWeapon:Carriage Mounted Heavy Bolter,  laspistol, Chainsword,\r\nArmor: Flak Armor\r\nMisc.: Metal Storm Frag Rounds\r\n--------\r\nCondition:\r\n\r\n\r\nWell there is a vox caster in the command barracks, but a squad of what seem to be Valhallens come back to base, some limping or carrying wounded.\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nName: Bernhardt Aschen\r\nAge: 18\r\nGender: Male\r\nRace: Human\r\nClass: Trooper\r\nPhysical Description: Cropped brown hair, brown eyes, white skin, 5'9, scrawny.\r\nBio: Being an Imperial Guardsman has always been a wish of Bernhardt's. His parents were true believers in the Imperium of Man. His father especially, considering his relatively high position in the Guard. His father always stood up a little straighter and his smile always widened when Bernhardt talked about signing up to serve the Emperor. It was a good existence, having an officer for a father, even if he didn't see him often... That is, until the Xenos tore his father's body apart. Orks, they said, Orks and their exploding pets. Bernhardt always had a dark, burning hatred in his heart for the Xenos, and a searing rage in his gut. Eventually, the time came for his hand to write his name on the enlistment papers.\r\n---------\r\nWeapon: Lasgun\r\nArmor: Flak Armor (The texture of the armor would suggest a warrior caste-born soldier. He was among many to be born into a militaristic family willing to give up everything for the emperor. Although rough, the texture suggests build by a machine, hinting towards an urban homeworld.)\r\nMisc.:\r\n--------\r\nCondition:\r\n\r\nWell everyone opens fire, but the Arbites see you before hand. They drop the wounded one and one raises a shield, which takes the brunt, the other fires back, hitting sergeant Kasey in the leg, "Ah! ****" he blurts as he falls backwards,

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