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Loop_Stratos

5,291 posts

Jester

Posted January 20, '16 8:07am UTC

Character Sheet
Name: Axorez
Age: 19
Gender: M
Nationality: England
Appearance: White Skinned, Short and brown hair, Small build, 170cm tall, Blue eye
Bio: Adopted by a well-known family as an only child. He got good formal education. After giving it some thought, he decided to join XCOM, and passed with little problem. He can't lead for worth, is a little childish, and isn't the best at combat.

Stats

Lvl: 1
Health: 100/100
Will: 100/100
Inventory: (Given later)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: (Assigned later)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns)

Attributes

Strength: 0
Dexterity: 4
Intelligence: 6
Wisdom: 5
Willpower: 3
Charisma: 0
Perception: 2
Luck: 0

(What game is XCOM? I mean, the games this rpg is based off on)

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Mordex

605 posts

Nomad

Posted January 20, '16 5:58pm UTC

This RPG is based off the strategy video game XCOM: Enemy Within, where you take the role of a commander of secret organization called XCOM founded to defend earth from an Alien threat. In the game, you send a squad out to alien sighting to kill aliens while building up your own base and researching tech to help you in your fight. In this RPG, you will be taking the role of one of the soldiers within the XCOM foundation with the role of investigating and engaging the aliens that are attacking earth.

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JACKinbigletters

9,363 posts

Treasurer

Posted January 20, '16 11:56pm UTC

Name: James O'Neil
Age: 27
Gender: M
Nationality: Ireland
Appearance: Short brown hair leads into a neatly trimmed beard. His blue eyes always seemed to look through a person rather then at them. He stands at six foot and weighs approximately thirteen stone. He carries himself with confidence and holds his weapon with ease, not his first time carrying a gun.
Bio: James always knew he was going to join the army, every man in his lineage had been, all the way back to his great-great-great grandfather. Since he was old enough he trained to join the army and use that to further himself into other special forces around the world. He had run training exercises alongside China's Special Operations Battalion, the Irish Army Ranger Wing, the Russian KRO and the American Joint Special Operations Command. When XCOM came looking for soldiers James was top of the list. He was trained with every weapon under the sun, mounted turrets, explosives, snipers, rifles, machine-guns, etc.

Stats
Lvl: 1
Health: 115/115
Will: 110/110
Inventory: (Given later)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: (Assigned later)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns)

Strength: 3
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 1
Wisdom: 3
Willpower: 2
Charisma: 0
Perception: 4
Luck: 1

Name: James O'Neil
Age: 27
Gender: M
Nationality: Ireland
Appearance: Short brown hair leads into a neatly trimmed beard. His blue eyes always seemed to look through a person rather then at them. He stands at six foot and weighs approximately thirteen stone. He carries himself with confidence and holds his weapon with ease, not his first time carrying a gun.
Bio: James always knew he was going to join the army, every man in his lineage had been, all the way back to his great-great-great grandfather. Since he was old enough he trained to join the army and use that to further himself into other special forces around the world. He had run training exercises alongside China's Special Operations Battalion, the Irish Army Ranger Wing, the Russian KRO and the American Joint Special Operations Command. When XCOM came looking for soldiers James was top of the list. He was trained with every weapon under the sun, mounted turrets, explosives, snipers, rifles, machine-guns, etc.

Stats
Lvl: 1
Health: 115/115
Will: 110/110
Inventory: (Given later)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: (Assigned later)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns)

Strength: 3
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 1
Wisdom: 3
Willpower: 2
Charisma: 0
Perception: 4
Luck: 1

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Mordex

605 posts

Nomad

Posted January 21, '16 2:15am UTC

Character Sheet
Name: Axorez
Age: 19
Gender: M
Nationality: England
Appearance: White Skinned, Short and brown hair, Small build, 170cm tall, Blue eye
Bio: Adopted by a well-known family as an only child. He got good formal education. After giving it some thought, he decided to join XCOM, and passed with little problem. He can't lead for worth, is a little childish, and isn't the best at combat.

Stats

Lvl: 1
Health: 100/100
Will: 100/100
Inventory: (Given later)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: (Assigned later)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns: costs 5 will)

Attributes

Strength: 0
Dexterity: 4
Intelligence: 6
Wisdom: 5
Willpower: 3
Charisma: 0
Perception: 2
Luck: 0

The sounds of engines roaring fills the cabin of the Skyranger, a vertical lift-off jet, as it descends into the underground hanger. You and several others sit along the walls of the cabin, only one man around age 30 wears actual combat gear. Shortly after, you feel the aircraft touch down followed by the ramp at the end of the plane lowering to a large hanger. The equipped man stands up an positions himself in the middle of the Skyranger's ramp, facing towards you, hands behind his back "Welcome to XCOM, recuits! Please proceed down the ramp and report to Sgt. Winters for your placement. She is one holding the Tablet dressed in black fatigues." his voice is gruff and loud, typcial of a drill instructor. He gives a brief nod before heading down the ramp himself.

Name: James O'Neil
Age: 27
Gender: M
Nationality: Ireland
Appearance: Short brown hair leads into a neatly trimmed beard. His blue eyes always seemed to look through a person rather then at them. He stands at six foot and weighs approximately thirteen stone. He carries himself with confidence and holds his weapon with ease, not his first time carrying a gun.
Bio: James always knew he was going to join the army, every man in his lineage had been, all the way back to his great-great-great grandfather. Since he was old enough he trained to join the army and use that to further himself into other special forces around the world. He had run training exercises alongside China's Special Operations Battalion, the Irish Army Ranger Wing, the Russian KRO and the American Joint Special Operations Command. When XCOM came looking for soldiers James was top of the list. He was trained with every weapon under the sun, mounted turrets, explosives, snipers, rifles, machine-guns, etc.

Stats
Lvl: 1
Health: 115/115
Will: 110/110
Inventory: (Mk.1 Shen Assualt Rifle 60/60, Dmg 2-4; Kevlar plate Armor, DF + 2; Kova Semi-Auto Pistol 12/12, Dmg 1-2)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: Delta-2 (Hell-cats)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns: Cost 5 will)

Strength: 3
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 1
Wisdom: 3
Willpower: 2
Charisma: 0
Perception: 4
Luck: 1

You are inside Delta-2's barracks where a man by the name of Clark Anders is showing you around the place, his dark brown hair is nearly shaven on the sides while medium length on top "Here we are, your bunk. Locker is right next to it, number D-7." he had previously informed you on the way there that the rest of the team is sparring in the training room down the hall. Like you, most of the squad are recruits yet most don't have quite your experience "Once you settle in, we can take a trip down to see the team. Maybe you could make your impression." he said with a certain smile, suggesting a show of your skill.

Character Sheet
Name: Axorez
Age: 19
Gender: M
Nationality: England
Appearance: White Skinned, Short and brown hair, Small build, 170cm tall, Blue eye
Bio: Adopted by a well-known family as an only child. He got good formal education. After giving it some thought, he decided to join XCOM, and passed with little problem. He can't lead for worth, is a little childish, and isn't the best at combat.

Stats

Lvl: 1
Health: 100/100
Will: 100/100
Inventory: (Given later)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: (Assigned later)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns: costs 5 will)

Attributes

Strength: 0
Dexterity: 4
Intelligence: 6
Wisdom: 5
Willpower: 3
Charisma: 0
Perception: 2
Luck: 0
[img]http://images.wikia.com/xcom/images/c/c5/XCOM_Concept_Art_XCOM_HQ_Hangar.jpg[/img]

The sounds of engines roaring fills the cabin of the Skyranger, a vertical lift-off jet, as it descends into the underground hanger. You and several others sit along the walls of the cabin, only one man around age 30 wears actual combat gear. Shortly after, you feel the aircraft touch down followed by the ramp at the end of the plane lowering to a large hanger. The equipped man stands up an positions himself in the middle of the Skyranger's ramp, facing towards you, hands behind his back "Welcome to XCOM, recuits! Please proceed down the ramp and report to Sgt. Winters for your placement. She is one holding the Tablet dressed in black fatigues." his voice is gruff and loud, typcial of a drill instructor. He gives a brief nod before heading down the ramp himself.

Name: James O'Neil
Age: 27
Gender: M
Nationality: Ireland
Appearance: Short brown hair leads into a neatly trimmed beard. His blue eyes always seemed to look through a person rather then at them. He stands at six foot and weighs approximately thirteen stone. He carries himself with confidence and holds his weapon with ease, not his first time carrying a gun.
Bio: James always knew he was going to join the army, every man in his lineage had been, all the way back to his great-great-great grandfather. Since he was old enough he trained to join the army and use that to further himself into other special forces around the world. He had run training exercises alongside China's Special Operations Battalion, the Irish Army Ranger Wing, the Russian KRO and the American Joint Special Operations Command. When XCOM came looking for soldiers James was top of the list. He was trained with every weapon under the sun, mounted turrets, explosives, snipers, rifles, machine-guns, etc.

Stats
Lvl: 1
Health: 115/115
Will: 110/110
Inventory: (Mk.1 Shen Assualt Rifle 60/60, Dmg 2-4; Kevlar plate Armor, DF + 2; Kova Semi-Auto Pistol 12/12, Dmg 1-2)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: Delta-2 (Hell-cats)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns: Cost 5 will)

Strength: 3
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 1
Wisdom: 3
Willpower: 2
Charisma: 0
Perception: 4
Luck: 1

You are inside Delta-2's barracks where a man by the name of Clark Anders is showing you around the place, his dark brown hair is nearly shaven on the sides while medium length on top "Here we are, your bunk. Locker is right next to it, number D-7." he had previously informed you on the way there that the rest of the team is sparring in the training room down the hall. Like you, most of the squad are recruits yet most don't have quite your experience "Once you settle in, we can take a trip down to see the team. Maybe you could make your impression." he said with a certain smile, suggesting a show of your skill.

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JACKinbigletters

9,363 posts

Treasurer

Posted January 21, '16 10:20am UTC

Name: James O'Neil
Age: 27
Gender: M
Nationality: Ireland
Appearance: Short brown hair leads into a neatly trimmed beard. His blue eyes always seemed to look through a person rather then at them. He stands at six foot and weighs approximately thirteen stone. He carries himself with confidence and holds his weapon with ease, not his first time carrying a gun.
Bio: James always knew he was going to join the army, every man in his lineage had been, all the way back to his great-great-great grandfather. Since he was old enough he trained to join the army and use that to further himself into other special forces around the world. He had run training exercises alongside China's Special Operations Battalion, the Irish Army Ranger Wing, the Russian KRO and the American Joint Special Operations Command. When XCOM came looking for soldiers James was top of the list. He was trained with every weapon under the sun, mounted turrets, explosives, snipers, rifles, machine-guns, etc.

Stats
Lvl: 1
Health: 115/115
Will: 110/110
Inventory: (Mk.1 Shen Assualt Rifle 60/60, Dmg 2-4; Kevlar plate Armor, DF + 2; Kova Semi-Auto Pistol 12/12, Dmg 1-2)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: Delta-2 (Hell-cats)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns: Cost 5 will)

Strength: 3
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 1
Wisdom: 3
Willpower: 2
Charisma: 0
Perception: 4
Luck: 1

I place my backpack on my bed before putting it into my locker, "I didn't bring much to unpack." I mention with a smile before turning to him, "Heh, I doubt that, this is XCOM right? I'm sure you only pick those that have Some skills." I say before indicating that we head to the training facility, "Shall we?" I ask eyebrow raised, "I'm looking forward to seeing who will stand beside me on the front line, has anyone received any ranking as of yet? Squad-leader, that sort of thing? Or are we all on par at this moment with someone from command giving us boots-on-the-ground support?"

Name: James O'Neil
Age: 27
Gender: M
Nationality: Ireland
Appearance: Short brown hair leads into a neatly trimmed beard. His blue eyes always seemed to look through a person rather then at them. He stands at six foot and weighs approximately thirteen stone. He carries himself with confidence and holds his weapon with ease, not his first time carrying a gun.
Bio: James always knew he was going to join the army, every man in his lineage had been, all the way back to his great-great-great grandfather. Since he was old enough he trained to join the army and use that to further himself into other special forces around the world. He had run training exercises alongside China's Special Operations Battalion, the Irish Army Ranger Wing, the Russian KRO and the American Joint Special Operations Command. When XCOM came looking for soldiers James was top of the list. He was trained with every weapon under the sun, mounted turrets, explosives, snipers, rifles, machine-guns, etc.

Stats
Lvl: 1
Health: 115/115
Will: 110/110
Inventory: (Mk.1 Shen Assualt Rifle 60/60, Dmg 2-4; Kevlar plate Armor, DF + 2; Kova Semi-Auto Pistol 12/12, Dmg 1-2)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: Delta-2 (Hell-cats)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns: Cost 5 will)

Strength: 3
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 1
Wisdom: 3
Willpower: 2
Charisma: 0
Perception: 4
Luck: 1

I place my backpack on my bed before putting it into my locker, "I didn't bring much to unpack." I mention with a smile before turning to him, "Heh, I doubt that, this is XCOM right? I'm sure you only pick those that have Some skills." I say before indicating that we head to the training facility, "Shall we?" I ask eyebrow raised, "I'm looking forward to seeing who will stand beside me on the front line, has anyone received any ranking as of yet? Squad-leader, that sort of thing? Or are we all on par at this moment with someone from command giving us boots-on-the-ground support?"

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Loop_Stratos

5,291 posts

Jester

Posted January 21, '16 12:45pm UTC

Character Sheet
Name: Axorez
Age: 19
Gender: M
Nationality: England
Appearance: White Skinned, Short and brown hair, Small build, 170cm tall, Blue eye
Bio: Adopted by a well-known family as an only child. He got good formal education. After giving it some thought, he decided to join XCOM, and passed with little problem. He can't lead for worth, is a little childish, and isn't the best at combat.

Stats

Lvl: 1
Health: 100/100
Will: 100/100
Inventory: (Given later)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: (Assigned later)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns: costs 5 will)

Attributes

Strength: 0
Dexterity: 4
Intelligence: 6
Wisdom: 5
Willpower: 3
Charisma: 0
Perception: 2
Luck: 0

I go down the ramp and search for Sgt. Winters.

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Doombreed

7,022 posts

Templar

Posted January 21, '16 1:31pm UTC Edited January 21, '16 1:34pm UTC by Doombreed

Name: Scott Richads
Age: 26
Gender: M
Nationality: England
Appearance: White, Tall, 1.90m, Blue Eyes, and Slick black hair.
Bio: Used to be a hired gun. The only life he knew until his boss tried to have him killed. Barely escaping with his life, he decided he needed a greater cause. He was spotted by a Council representative and signed up for XCOM trials. Immediately surpassing many of his peers, he stood out and was accepted into XCOM

Stats
Lvl: 1
Health: 100/100
Will: 100/100
Inventory: (Given later)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: (Assigned later)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns)
Attributes
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 7
Intelligence: 4
Wisdom: 2
Willpower: 2
Charisma: 0
Perception: 4
Luck: 0

Finally an XCOM RPG...

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RazorLash

442 posts

Peasant

Posted January 21, '16 2:06pm UTC

Character Sheet
Name: Nico White
Age: 22
Gender: M
Nationality: American
Appearance: White skin, 5ft 11in, Red eyes, short white hair
Bio: Born in Oklahoma Nico spent most of his childhood hunting with his his family in the american Midwest. When he was nineteen he joined the military and 3 years into his service he was transferred to Xcom.

Stats
Lvl: 1
Health: 100/100
Will: 100/100
Inventory: (Given later)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: (Assigned later)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns)
Attributes
Strength: 0
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 1
Wisdom: 2
Willpower: 0
Charisma: 0
Perception: 7
Luck: 4

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Mordex

605 posts

Nomad

Posted January 21, '16 9:10pm UTC

Name: James O'Neil
Age: 27
Gender: M
Nationality: Ireland
Appearance: Short brown hair leads into a neatly trimmed beard. His blue eyes always seemed to look through a person rather then at them. He stands at six foot and weighs approximately thirteen stone. He carries himself with confidence and holds his weapon with ease, not his first time carrying a gun.
Bio: James always knew he was going to join the army, every man in his lineage had been, all the way back to his great-great-great grandfather. Since he was old enough he trained to join the army and use that to further himself into other special forces around the world. He had run training exercises alongside China's Special Operations Battalion, the Irish Army Ranger Wing, the Russian KRO and the American Joint Special Operations Command. When XCOM came looking for soldiers James was top of the list. He was trained with every weapon under the sun, mounted turrets, explosives, snipers, rifles, machine-guns, etc.

Stats
Lvl: 1
Health: 115/115
Will: 110/110
Inventory: (Mk.1 Shen Assualt Rifle 60/60, Dmg 2-4; Kevlar plate Armor, DF + 2; Kova Semi-Auto Pistol 12/12, Dmg 1-2)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: Delta-2 (Hell-cats)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns: Cost 5 will)

Strength: 3
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 1
Wisdom: 3
Willpower: 2
Charisma: 0
Perception: 4
Luck: 1

Clark nods with a semi-grin "Of course they do, but you know how it is. There are some who excel more than others." His head turns towards the door as you motion to it and nods, forming into a fuller grin "We shall." and waves to follow him as he proceeds out into the corridor "It is a bit o both, for our missions we'll have an operator here at central coordinating us. As for a squad leader, his name is Faram Alshaad." he explains as you reach the sparring room and grips the handle "I wonder who is fighting..." the door opens and you quickly pick up on a rather tall women engaged with a man of hispanic descent both with fists raised. The man fire a quick jab for the chest but with remarkable speed the woman deflects the punch to the side and using his own momentum, launches a powerful knee to his abdomen sending the poor guy to the floor as sweat beats down both their faces "Hey Clark, you almost missed it." she pants as she regains her breath "Someone's got to show the new guy around, right?" he responds with a short laugh "Anyways, this James. He's the last member of our little family. James, lying face down in the mat is Rico and the woman who just kicked his *** is Charlene. Where is Faram?" he asks looking around and Charlene points back out the door "He got called for a briefing."

Character Sheet
Name: Axorez
Age: 19
Gender: M
Nationality: England
Appearance: White Skinned, Short and brown hair, Small build, 170cm tall, Blue eye
Bio: Adopted by a well-known family as an only child. He got good formal education. After giving it some thought, he decided to join XCOM, and passed with little problem. He can't lead for worth, is a little childish, and isn't the best at combat.

Stats

Lvl: 1
Health: 100/100
Will: 100/100
Inventory: (Given later)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: Charlie-3 (Bull-Dogs)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns: costs 5 will)

Attributes

Strength: 0
Dexterity: 4
Intelligence: 6
Wisdom: 5
Willpower: 3
Charisma: 0
Perception: 2
Luck: 0

You head out of the Skyranger and begin looking for Sgt. Winters and practically walk into her as you exit "You must be Axorez, hmm you seem just a little green for XCOM. Anways, its not my call. Your assigned squad is Charlie-3, code-name Bull-Dogs." she holds up her tablets, which is a clear piece of glass with digital graphics laid upon it supported by metal pieces on the corners and checks your name on the list "Rookie David!" she calls and a soldier with a light-brown faux hawk approaches from nearby "Yes, Mam!" he reports and she appears to write something on her tablet "Say hello to your new teammate. Take him to your barracks and get him situated." she commands with cold authority. David nods sharply "Follow me." he pivots on his feet and begins walking towards a large blast door just down a short pair of stairs "Nice to meet you Axorez, name is David Beckett." he gives a welcoming smile.

Name: Scott Richads
Age: 26
Gender: M
Nationality: England
Appearance: White, Tall, 1.90m, Blue Eyes, and Slick black hair.
Bio: Used to be a hired gun. The only life he knew until his boss tried to have him killed. Barely escaping with his life, he decided he needed a greater cause. He was spotted by a Council representative and signed up for XCOM trials. Immediately surpassing many of his peers, he stood out and was accepted into XCOM

Stats
Lvl: 1
Health: 100/100
Will: 100/100
Inventory: (Mk.1 Shen Assualt Rifle 60/60, Dmg 2-4; Kevlar plate Armor, DF + 2; Kova Semi-Auto Pistol 12/12, Dmg 1-2)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: Echo-1 (Dire Wolves)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns: Costs 5 will)
Attributes
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 7
Intelligence: 4
Wisdom: 2
Willpower: 2
Charisma: 0
Perception: 4
Luck: 0

You are the rest of your squad rocks along with the small bumps from the turbulence, your squad-mates Victor and Rebecca are sitting next to you and across sits your squad leader Tristan and squad-mate Isolde. Tristan had briefed you previous that this was not a training exercise and that a solid sighting of alien activity had been discovered in the port of Alexandria, Egypt. With the cover of nightfall and assistance of government involvement, the area had been cleared of civilians. Suddenly the radio-piece in your ear crackles to life "Echo-1 actual, in approximately two minutes you will be dropped onto a shipyard where unidentified hostiles have been reported. Your orders are as follow: establish visual confirmation of hostiles then proceed to eliminate. Central out." the voice of the operator fades out and Victor smiles "Finally, we get to kill these xeno *****es." he exclaims excitedly.

Character Sheet
Name: Nico White
Age: 22
Gender: M
Nationality: American
Appearance: White skin, 5ft 11in, Red eyes, short white hair
Bio: Born in Oklahoma Nico spent most of his childhood hunting with his his family in the american Midwest. When he was nineteen he joined the military and 3 years into his service he was transferred to Xcom.

Stats
Lvl: 1
Health: 100/100
Will: 100/100
Inventory: (Mk.1 Shen Assualt Rifle 60/60, Dmg 2-4; Kevlar plate Armor, DF + 2; Kova Semi-Auto Pistol 12/12, Dmg 1-2)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: Kilo-3 ( War Hammer)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns: Costs 5 will)
Attributes
Strength: 0
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 1
Wisdom: 2
Willpower: 0
Charisma: 0
Perception: 7
Luck: 4

Like most of the soldiers in XCOM, you have only recently joined the organization and have met the members of your squad Kilo-3. Shiba , Wilhelm, Natalia, and your squad-leader Volfango. Volfango has just walked into the barracks where the rest of you are waiting "Good news, I just received our first mission. A small village in Chile has gone dark after a distress signal was sent out. We have good reason to believe alien involvement so get suited up, we're leaving within the hour." his Italian accent showing through. The squad proceeds to their respective lockers and begin to change into their combat gear. Wilhelm, whose locker lies besides yours looks rather serious "I hope you are ready Nico." he speaks with a bit of harshness in his voice.

Name: James O'Neil
Age: 27
Gender: M
Nationality: Ireland
Appearance: Short brown hair leads into a neatly trimmed beard. His blue eyes always seemed to look through a person rather then at them. He stands at six foot and weighs approximately thirteen stone. He carries himself with confidence and holds his weapon with ease, not his first time carrying a gun.
Bio: James always knew he was going to join the army, every man in his lineage had been, all the way back to his great-great-great grandfather. Since he was old enough he trained to join the army and use that to further himself into other special forces around the world. He had run training exercises alongside China's Special Operations Battalion, the Irish Army Ranger Wing, the Russian KRO and the American Joint Special Operations Command. When XCOM came looking for soldiers James was top of the list. He was trained with every weapon under the sun, mounted turrets, explosives, snipers, rifles, machine-guns, etc.

Stats
Lvl: 1
Health: 115/115
Will: 110/110
Inventory: (Mk.1 Shen Assualt Rifle 60/60, Dmg 2-4; Kevlar plate Armor, DF + 2; Kova Semi-Auto Pistol 12/12, Dmg 1-2)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: Delta-2 (Hell-cats)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns: Cost 5 will)

Strength: 3
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 1
Wisdom: 3
Willpower: 2
Charisma: 0
Perception: 4
Luck: 1

Clark nods with a semi-grin "Of course they do, but you know how it is. There are some who excel more than others." His head turns towards the door as you motion to it and nods, forming into a fuller grin "We shall."  and waves to follow him as he proceeds out into the corridor "It is a bit o both, for our missions we'll have an operator here at central coordinating us.  As for a squad leader, his name is Faram Alshaad." he explains as you reach the sparring room and grips the handle "I wonder who is fighting..." the door opens and you quickly pick up on a rather tall women engaged with a man of hispanic descent both with fists raised. The man fire a quick jab for the chest but with remarkable speed the woman deflects the punch to the side and using his own momentum, launches a powerful knee to his abdomen sending the poor guy to the floor as sweat beats down both their faces "Hey Clark, you almost missed it." she pants as she regains her breath "Someone's got to show the new guy around, right?" he responds with a short laugh "Anyways, this  James. He's the last member of our little family. James, lying face down in the mat is Rico and the woman who just kicked his *** is Charlene. Where is Faram?" he asks looking around and Charlene points back out the door "He got called for a briefing."

Character Sheet
Name: Axorez
Age: 19
Gender: M
Nationality: England
Appearance: White Skinned, Short and brown hair, Small build, 170cm tall, Blue eye
Bio: Adopted by a well-known family as an only child. He got good formal education. After giving it some thought, he decided to join XCOM, and passed with little problem. He can't lead for worth, is a little childish, and isn't the best at combat.

Stats

Lvl: 1
Health: 100/100
Will: 100/100
Inventory: (Given later)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: Charlie-3 (Bull-Dogs)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns: costs 5 will)

Attributes

Strength: 0
Dexterity: 4
Intelligence: 6
Wisdom: 5
Willpower: 3
Charisma: 0
Perception: 2
Luck: 0

You head out of the Skyranger and begin looking for Sgt. Winters and practically walk into her as you exit "You must be Axorez, hmm you seem just a little green for XCOM. Anways, its not my call. Your assigned squad is Charlie-3, code-name Bull-Dogs." she holds up her tablets, which is a clear piece of glass with digital graphics laid upon it supported by metal pieces on the corners and checks your name on the list "Rookie David!" she calls and a soldier with a light-brown faux hawk approaches from nearby "Yes, Mam!" he reports and she appears to write something on her tablet "Say hello to your new teammate. Take him to your barracks and get him situated." she commands with cold authority. David nods  sharply "Follow me." he pivots on his feet and begins walking towards a large blast door just down a short pair of stairs "Nice to meet you Axorez, name is David Beckett." he gives a welcoming smile.

Name: Scott Richads
Age: 26
Gender: M
Nationality: England
Appearance: White, Tall, 1.90m, Blue Eyes, and Slick black hair.
Bio: Used to be a hired gun. The only life he knew until his boss tried to have him killed. Barely escaping with his life, he decided he needed a greater cause. He was spotted by a Council representative and signed up for XCOM trials. Immediately surpassing many of his peers, he stood out and was accepted into XCOM

Stats
Lvl: 1
Health: 100/100
Will: 100/100
Inventory: (Mk.1 Shen Assualt Rifle 60/60, Dmg 2-4; Kevlar plate Armor, DF + 2; Kova Semi-Auto Pistol 12/12, Dmg 1-2)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: Echo-1 (Dire Wolves)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns: Costs 5 will)
Attributes
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 7
Intelligence: 4
Wisdom: 2
Willpower: 2
Charisma: 0
Perception: 4
Luck: 0

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You are the rest of your squad rocks along with the small bumps from the turbulence, your squad-mates Victor and Rebecca are sitting next to you and across sits your squad leader Tristan and squad-mate Isolde. Tristan had briefed you previous that this was not a training exercise and that a solid sighting of alien activity had been discovered in the port of Alexandria,  Egypt. With the cover of nightfall and assistance of government involvement, the area had been cleared of civilians. Suddenly the radio-piece in your ear crackles to life "Echo-1 actual, in approximately two minutes you will be dropped onto a shipyard where unidentified hostiles have been reported. Your orders are as follow: establish visual confirmation of hostiles then proceed to eliminate. Central out." the voice of the operator fades out and Victor smiles "Finally, we get to kill these xeno *****es." he exclaims excitedly.

Character Sheet
Name: Nico White
Age: 22
Gender: M
Nationality: American
Appearance: White skin, 5ft 11in, Red eyes, short white hair
Bio: Born in Oklahoma Nico spent most of his childhood hunting with his his family in the american Midwest. When he was nineteen he joined the military and 3 years into his service he was transferred to Xcom.

Stats
Lvl: 1
Health: 100/100
Will: 100/100
Inventory: (Mk.1 Shen Assualt Rifle 60/60, Dmg 2-4; Kevlar plate Armor, DF + 2; Kova Semi-Auto Pistol 12/12, Dmg 1-2)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: Kilo-3 ( War Hammer)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns: Costs 5 will)
Attributes 
Strength: 0
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 1
Wisdom: 2
Willpower: 0
Charisma: 0
Perception: 7
Luck: 4

Like most of the soldiers in XCOM, you have only recently joined the organization and have met the members of your squad Kilo-3. Shiba , Wilhelm, Natalia, and your squad-leader Volfango. Volfango has just walked into the barracks where the rest of you are waiting "Good news, I just received our first mission. A small village in Chile has gone dark after a distress signal was sent out. We have good reason to believe alien involvement so get suited up, we're leaving within the hour." his Italian accent showing through. The squad proceeds to their respective lockers and begin to change into their combat gear. Wilhelm, whose locker lies besides yours looks rather serious "I hope you are ready Nico." he speaks with a bit of harshness in his voice.

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JACKinbigletters

9,363 posts

Treasurer

Posted January 21, '16 10:18pm UTC

Name: James O'Neil
Age: 27
Gender: M
Nationality: Ireland
Appearance: Short brown hair leads into a neatly trimmed beard. His blue eyes always seemed to look through a person rather then at them. He stands at six foot and weighs approximately thirteen stone. He carries himself with confidence and holds his weapon with ease, not his first time carrying a gun.
Bio: James always knew he was going to join the army, every man in his lineage had been, all the way back to his great-great-great grandfather. Since he was old enough he trained to join the army and use that to further himself into other special forces around the world. He had run training exercises alongside China's Special Operations Battalion, the Irish Army Ranger Wing, the Russian KRO and the American Joint Special Operations Command. When XCOM came looking for soldiers James was top of the list. He was trained with every weapon under the sun, mounted turrets, explosives, snipers, rifles, machine-guns, knives, pistols. He never bothered himself with a commanding roll, it was offered to him in the past but he knew that wasn't where he'd be most effective. He tended to leave the thinking and research to those who knew what they were talking about, only really worrying about the battle-field, that is unless some suit or lab-rat started suggesting battle plans when they had no boots-on-the-ground experience.

Stats
Lvl: 1
Health: 115/115
Will: 110/110
Inventory: (Mk.1 Shen Assualt Rifle 60/60, Dmg 2-4; Kevlar plate Armor, DF + 2; Kova Semi-Auto Pistol 12/12, Dmg 1-2)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: Delta-2 (Hell-cats)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns: Cost 5 will)

Strength: 3
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 1
Wisdom: 3
Willpower: 2
Charisma: 0
Perception: 4
Luck: 1

"I know the way, seems this is just like any other military organization then, glad to know what I'm getting into." I say grinning before standing there with my grin until they finish, "That's some moves you have there Charlene, but if he stepped out of that knees way you would have left your back open to a choke-out. Though lucky for you it seems Rico wasn't fast enough-" I explain moving over to Rico and extending my hand out to help him up, "-to react." I say with a slight laugh to make sure they know it's half-joke half-serious. "Could have used the momentum of your deflection to spin and get behind you. Then you could have fired off elbows into his chest but thirty seconds later your unconscious, sixty and your dead. But I'm sure you could have found your way out of that choke, think you could last thirty seconds of her hammering elbows into your stomach Rico?" I ask raising an eyebrow.

Name: James O'Neil
Age: 27
Gender: M
Nationality: Ireland
Appearance: Short brown hair leads into a neatly trimmed beard. His blue eyes always seemed to look through a person rather then at them. He stands at six foot and weighs approximately thirteen stone. He carries himself with confidence and holds his weapon with ease, not his first time carrying a gun.
Bio: James always knew he was going to join the army, every man in his lineage had been, all the way back to his great-great-great grandfather. Since he was old enough he trained to join the army and use that to further himself into other special forces around the world. He had run training exercises alongside China's Special Operations Battalion, the Irish Army Ranger Wing, the Russian KRO and the American Joint Special Operations Command. When XCOM came looking for soldiers James was top of the list. He was trained with every weapon under the sun, mounted turrets, explosives, snipers, rifles, machine-guns, knives, pistols. He never bothered himself with a commanding roll, it was offered to him in the past but he knew that wasn't where he'd be most effective. He tended to leave the thinking and research to those who knew what they were talking about, only really worrying about the battle-field, that is unless some suit or lab-rat started suggesting battle plans when they had no boots-on-the-ground experience.

Stats
Lvl: 1
Health: 115/115
Will: 110/110
Inventory: (Mk.1 Shen Assualt Rifle 60/60, Dmg 2-4; Kevlar plate Armor, DF + 2; Kova Semi-Auto Pistol 12/12, Dmg 1-2)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: Delta-2 (Hell-cats)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns: Cost 5 will)

Strength: 3
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 1
Wisdom: 3
Willpower: 2
Charisma: 0
Perception: 4
Luck: 1

"I know the way, seems this is just like any other military organization then, glad to know what I'm getting into." I say grinning before standing there with my grin until they finish, "That's some moves you have there Charlene, but if he stepped out of that knees way you would have left your back open to a choke-out. Though lucky for you it seems Rico wasn't fast enough-" I explain moving over to Rico and extending my hand out to help him up, "-to react." I say with a slight laugh to make sure they know it's half-joke half-serious. "Could have used the momentum of your deflection to spin and get behind you. Then you could have fired off elbows into his chest but thirty seconds later your unconscious, sixty and your dead. But I'm sure you could have found your way out of that choke, think you could last thirty seconds of her hammering elbows into your stomach Rico?" I ask raising an eyebrow.

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Doombreed

7,022 posts

Templar

Posted January 21, '16 11:04pm UTC Edited January 21, '16 11:05pm UTC by Doombreed

Name: Scott Richards
Age: 26
Gender: M
Nationality: England
Appearance: White, Tall, 1.90m, Blue Eyes, and Slick black hair.
Bio: Used to be a hired gun. The only life he knew until his boss tried to have him killed. Barely escaping with his life, he decided he needed a greater cause. He was spotted by a Council representative and signed up for XCOM trials. Immediately surpassing many of his peers, he stood out and was accepted into XCOM

Stats
Lvl: 1
Health: 100/100
Will: 100/100
Inventory: (Given later)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: (Assigned later)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns)
Attributes
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 7
Intelligence: 4
Wisdom: 2
Willpower: 2
Charisma: 0
Perception: 4
Luck: 0

"Can't say it's been a long time since I killed something" I reply without any sense of excitement. "At any rate, we have our orders. In less than 2 minutes will be boots-on-the-ground. So let's get ready". And with these words, I load up a magazine on my weapon and take the safety off.

Name: Scott Richards
Age: 26
Gender: M
Nationality: England
Appearance: White, Tall, 1.90m, Blue Eyes, and Slick black hair.
Bio: Used to be a hired gun. The only life he knew until his boss tried to have him killed. Barely escaping with his life, he decided he needed a greater cause. He was spotted by a Council representative and signed up for XCOM trials. Immediately surpassing many of his peers, he stood out and was accepted into XCOM

Stats
Lvl: 1
Health: 100/100
Will: 100/100
Inventory: (Given later)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: (Assigned later)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns)
Attributes
Strength: 1
Dexterity: 7
Intelligence: 4
Wisdom: 2
Willpower: 2
Charisma: 0
Perception: 4
Luck: 0

"Can't say it's been a long time since I killed something" I reply without any sense of excitement. "At any rate, we have our orders. In less than 2 minutes will be boots-on-the-ground. So let's get ready". And with these words, I load up a magazine on my weapon and take the safety off.

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Loop_Stratos

5,291 posts

Jester

Posted January 22, '16 12:02pm UTC

Character Sheet
Name: Axorez
Age: 19
Gender: M
Nationality: England
Appearance: White Skinned, Short and brown hair, Small build, 170cm tall, Blue eye
Bio: Adopted by a well-known family as an only child. He got good formal education. After giving it some thought, he decided to join XCOM, and passed with little problem. He can't lead for worth, is a little childish, and isn't the best at combat.

Stats

Lvl: 1
Health: 100/100
Will: 100/100
Inventory: (Given later)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: Charlie-3 (Bull-Dogs)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns: costs 5 will)

Attributes

Strength: 0
Dexterity: 4
Intelligence: 6
Wisdom: 5
Willpower: 3
Charisma: 0
Perception: 2
Luck: 0

"Nice to meet you, too," i give a smile back, "Hopefully i can fit in the team well." I follow him.

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RazorLash

442 posts

Peasant

Posted January 22, '16 1:58pm UTC Edited January 22, '16 2:02pm UTC by RazorLash

Character Sheet
Name: Nico White
Age: 22
Gender: M
Nationality: American
Appearance: White skin, 5ft 11in, Red eyes, short white hair
Bio: Born in Oklahoma Nico spent most of his childhood hunting with his his family in the american Midwest. When he was nineteen he joined the military and 3 years into his service he was transferred to Xcom.

Stats
Lvl: 1
Health: 100/100
Will: 100/100
Inventory: (Mk.1 Shen Assualt Rifle 60/60, Dmg 2-4; Kevlar plate Armor, DF + 2; Kova Semi-Auto Pistol 12/12, Dmg 1-2)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: Kilo-3 ( War Hammer)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns: Costs 5 will)
Attributes
Strength: 0
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 1
Wisdom: 2
Willpower: 0
Charisma: 0
Perception: 7
Luck: 4

"I'm ready as I'll ever be Wilhelm". I say opening my locker and beginning to get my gear ready. " Ready to show these aliens creeps what happens when you mess with earth". I say strapping on my armor. "what about you Wilhelm you ready to show these aliens what happens when they mess with earth?." I ask grabbing my rifle.

Character Sheet
Name: Nico White
Age: 22
Gender: M
Nationality: American
Appearance: White skin, 5ft 11in, Red eyes, short white hair
Bio: Born in Oklahoma Nico spent most of his childhood hunting with his his family in the american Midwest. When he was nineteen he joined the military and 3 years into his service he was transferred to Xcom.

Stats
Lvl: 1
Health: 100/100
Will: 100/100
Inventory: (Mk.1 Shen Assualt Rifle 60/60, Dmg 2-4; Kevlar plate Armor, DF + 2; Kova Semi-Auto Pistol 12/12, Dmg 1-2)
Rank: Rookie
Squad: Kilo-3 ( War Hammer)
Class: (Assigned after level 5)
Abilities: Hunker Down (Increases defense and evasion for 2 turns: Costs 5 will)
Attributes 
Strength: 0
Dexterity: 6
Intelligence: 1
Wisdom: 2
Willpower: 0
Charisma: 0
Perception: 7
Luck: 4

"I'm ready as I'll ever be Wilhelm". I say opening my locker and beginning to get my gear ready. " Ready to show these aliens creeps what happens when you mess with earth". I say strapping on my armor. "what about you Wilhelm you ready to show these aliens what happens when they mess with earth?."  I ask  grabbing my rifle.

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Mordex

605 posts

Nomad

Posted January 29, '16 3:19am UTC

(Hey guys, just to let you know I will be posting tomorrow for sure. Now that I've settled back into college, I should be able to start posting every day at least once)

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JACKinbigletters

9,363 posts

Treasurer

Posted January 29, '16 12:06pm UTC

Wonderful.

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