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the name kinda implies what genre this is
thanks to Sirnoobalot for the idea
it is the year 2280 earth made contact with many different alien species making the desolate space of past into a habitat crawling with different species but all is not well, many different wars were caused by the Xenophobia of earth in their past before they went out themselves to find people you will command a small fireteam to begin but maybe you can advance to command a whole army
Races:
Midors: tall, red aliens with long faces and slender bodies, they are super smart but weak. they have advanced armor technology far but not melee technology which is average (an important part of these wars), their guns are up to snuff but not special (laser weapons with varying levels of power) they live to be 240
they are at war with the humans and help the Fandors
Fandors: almost a brother race to the Midors, they are hooman sized with very broad shoulders and a pig like face, their skin color varies from green, to dark grey. Their melee weapons have incredible strength, their guns are also up to snuff, but their armor can be compared to those of the human barbarian of the past
they live to be 160
they are at war with the hoomen and help the Midors
Helghast: they have a completely pale white complexion and are much slimmer then hoomen this is a slave race, under the grateful control of the Humans who they shall die for. Everything about them is average. they usually live to be 40
Humans (Hoomen):the race living on the big blue marble. Their Weapons are much more advanced, but melee is non existent, and have average armor. They live to be 80/90
Malkians: mercenaries, fight for any side that pays they are foot taller than the average human, purple, with long tails
their weapons are primitive and they have no melee weapons but they have the most advanced armor
Classes:the list goes with weps and armor
primitive/average/advanced depending on the race
Heavy gunner:HK MG4 LMG/MP783 "Red Dot" light laser MG/30mm plasma "Greenie" LMG, Sonj "Rustbucket" reactive armor/Active defense "inhole" armor/MK.IV MJINLIER armor,Mk.II combat blade,small painkiller syringe,field bandages,3 "frisbee" anti tank disc grenades
Shock trooper:TDI Vector SMG/M2275 Laser SMG/G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,Superlite alloy armor/S&N light combat armor/Laser charged light alloy armor,Mk.II combat blade,small painkiller syringe,field bandages, 2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades
Infantryman:HK417/432 JT bolt action plasma rifle/Gewerh Full Auto plasma rifle,Interceptor body armor/MK.I MJINLIER armor/Wull five Segment armor,Mk.II combat blade,small painkiller syringe,field bandages,4 ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades
Sniper: DTASRS Sniper/QWERT "Rat Slayer" depleted uranium round sniper/RSN laser long range rifle, Ghillie suit/M1 light recon armor/LBSS (Light Bending Stealth System),Mk.II combat blade,small painkiller syringe,field bandages,2 "Smokey" smokescreen grenades
Heavy melee:none/Z5 laser halberd/H&K double plasma pike,Sonj "Rustbucket" reactive armor/Active defense "inhole" armor/MK.IV MJINLIER armor,Mk.II combat blade,small painkiller syringe,field bandages,2 Model 34 incendiary grenade
Light melee:none/dual laser sabers/plasma Khopesh (sickle sword) with small plasma wrist shield,Superlite alloy armor/S&N light combat armor/Laser charged light alloy armor,small painkiller syringe,field bandages,4 Model 34 incendiary grenade
and you can make your own class
Char sheet
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race:
Class:
Side: Human faction, or Fandor-Midor unified nation
Squad: 4 (put how what class each squad member is and their names)
Weapons:
Armor:
Misc.: you can make 5
Health: 100/100
Armor: i put
Personality:
Phy.Desc.:
Traits: i make from your personality/or desc.
Bio:
Perk: i make from bio
get to joining!
Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: corporal
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Matthew "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Sean "Shorty" Mason[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,lazer designator
Health: 100/100
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 tactic.
FT Taylor jumps out of the way, and Taylor tries to hijack the tank.
Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers, Combat Medic; "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Infantryman)
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket
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
So? I still radio zem :O
John fires the bee hive rocket and shreds the armored car up while two more midorians jump the barricade
Taylor tries to hijack it, but the top is sealed shut and a laser MG (auto) points at him
Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: corporal
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Matthew "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Sean "Shorty" Mason[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,lazer designator
Health: 100/100
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 tactic.
Taylor sticks a grenade on the tank then drops off and takes cover.
Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: corporal
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Matthew "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Sean "Shorty" Mason[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, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,lazer designator
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 50/50
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 tactic.
Taylor puts a concussion charge on the tank and runs as the tanks top explodes into a fiery ball
Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers, Combat Medic; "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Infantryman)
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket
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: 150/150
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
John pulls out his blade and slashes at one of them who raises his gun as to parry
Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: corporal
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Matthew "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Sean "Shorty" Mason[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, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,lazer designator
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 50/50
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 tactic.
Now that the top is blown off, Taylor hijacks the tank. Or, he keeps firing on full automatic if the tank is useless now.
Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers, Combat Medic; "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Infantryman)
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket
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: 150/150
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
use this opportunity to blast him in the faic
Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: corporal
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Matthew "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Sean "Shorty" Mason[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, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,lazer designator
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 50/50
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 tactic.
the whole top was blown, it's a powerful nade
Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers, Combat Medic; "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Infantryman)
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket
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: 150/150
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
erm plasma rifles and such a kinda heavy heavier than one can one hand it effectively
Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: corporal
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Matthew "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Sean "Shorty" Mason[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, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,lazer designator
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 50/50
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 tactic.
All right then full fire at the enemy.
Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers, Combat Medic; "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Infantryman)
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket
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: 150/150
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
btw am i using the laser knife or the blade?
Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: corporal
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Matthew "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Sean "Shorty" Mason[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, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,lazer designator
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 50/50
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 tactic.
you switch to auto and unload (inaccurately) into the enemy aand catch one n the head breaking the face plate
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Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers, Combat Medic; "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Infantryman)
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket
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: 150/150
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 never got the laser knife so the combat blade
Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: corporal
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Matthew "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Sean "Shorty" Mason[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, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,lazer designator
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 50/50
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 tactic.
Shoot him once in the face where his armor is gone.
Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers, Combat Medic; "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Infantryman)
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket
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: 150/150
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
look at misc >.>
Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: corporal
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Matthew "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Sean "Shorty" Mason[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, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,lazer designator
Health: 100/100
Armor Health: 50/50
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 tactic.
no i meant you basically head shot hm so he's dead
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Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers, Combat Medic; "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Infantryman)
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket
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,
Health: 100/100
Armor: 150/150
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
wut about it, i dun see no laser knife
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