Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick, Sniper; "Fats" Tony, Combat Medic; "Teeny" Jevron, Light Melee)
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,
Armor: Interceptor body armor
Misc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, Laser Knife.
Health: 100/100
Armor: i put
Personality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.
Phy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair, furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone
Traits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable
Bio:John was born on a space colony on the Moon. He never actually got to be on Earth, but always admired it during the daytime (which always varied whilst on the Moon). He received a rather meager education on this base, as it was quite far away from any supply landing areas, but he still got the best grades in the miniscule class. He became very good at Hockey eventually, becoming a Defenseman. The equipment was limited, but then it got unmeasurably worst.... The Xeno-wars, as it was referred to by the general populace, started, and supplies became very meager... Oh but the propaganda was all over the place! drawn in by the tales of glory and valor, John signed up to both help feed his family and because of the near-brainwashing.... Halfway through training, he was singled out for the special fire teams instead of the Regular army, and was put in charge of one following completion.
Perk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage
you wake up on a base in Kaldon a planet in turmoil, the government and police support the Hoomen but a lot of the planet doesn't so there is much fighting between them
you and your squad are sent to small district with a few big buildings, a bank, 2 large stores, and a viditorium wehre there has been many protests and intense fighting as it has a large rebellious population
Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Karl Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Ian Donahue[Heavy Gunner], Matthew Sorenson[Sniper], Sean Matheson[Medic(made my own class)].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Claymores[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,small painkiller syringe,field bandages, 2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades
Health: 100/100
Armor: i put
Personality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'2, Ivy League Haircut, Dark Brown Hair, Blue Eyes, Tan, Muscular.
Traits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military.
Perk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactics
You are send to a small planet in the Inner rim of known inhabited planets (IRKIP) it's a large industrial planet that is so polluted that your all forced to wear gas masks, it is mostly under control. Except for the Illya province which has been under control of the Midorians who number few, instead the troops are composed of Hired Malkians. You walk into a small village. once the sight of the "masked horrors" (dubbed by the local populace who's bodies have gotten used to the pollution) they run and hide leaving only you and many small metal houses shaped like spheres every building is shaped like a sphere except for the town hall which is shaped like a large hexagon and is under control of the rebels along with the lower district
