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Nomad

Posted December 23, '10 5:53pm UTC

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, Lightsaber -.-
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

Ugh......

Name:John Marti'is\r\nAge: 30\r\nGender:M\r\nRace:Hoomen\r\nClass:Infantryman\r\nSide: Human\r\nSquad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers, Combat Medic; "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Infantryman)\r\nWeapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket\r\nArmor: Interceptor body armor\r\nMisc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, Lightsaber -.-\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: 150/150\r\nPersonality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.\r\nPhy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair,  furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone\r\nTraits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable\r\nBio: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.\r\nPerk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage\r\n\r\nUgh......

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Nomad

Posted December 23, '10 5:59pm UTC

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 reload and cut loose another clip.

Shorty finishes up on the soldier and says "i gotta take him out of the action, cover me while i go!"

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, Lightsaber -.-
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 can as pistol

Name: Michael Taylor\r\nAge: 27\r\nGender: Male\r\nRace: Human\r\nClass: Shock Trooper\r\nSide: Human Faction\r\nRank: corporal\r\nSquad: 4\r\nSquad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Matthew "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Sean "Shorty" Mason[Medic(made my own class)].\r\nWeapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade\r\nArmor:S&N light combat armor\r\nMisc.: 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\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor Health: 50/50\r\nPersonality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.\r\nPhysical Description: 6'2, Ivy League Haircut, Dark Brown Hair, Blue Eyes, Tan, Muscular.\r\nTraits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning\r\nBiography: 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.\r\nPerk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactic.\r\n\r\nyou reload and cut loose another clip.\r\n\r\nShorty finishes up on the soldier and says "i gotta take him out of the action, cover me while i go!"\r\n\r\n\r\nName:John Marti'is\r\nAge: 30\r\nGender:M\r\nRace:Hoomen\r\nClass:Infantryman\r\nSide: Human\r\nSquad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers, Combat Medic; "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Infantryman)\r\nWeapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket\r\nArmor: Interceptor body armor\r\nMisc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, Lightsaber -.-\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: 150/150\r\nPersonality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.\r\nPhy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair,  furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone\r\nTraits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable\r\nBio: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.\r\nPerk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage\r\n\r\n\r\nyou can as pistol

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Nomad

Posted December 23, '10 6:04pm UTC

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, Plasma Pistol
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

Finally.

whip out my pistol and shoot a clip into em.

Name:John Marti'is\r\nAge: 30\r\nGender:M\r\nRace:Hoomen\r\nClass:Infantryman\r\nSide: Human\r\nSquad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers, Combat Medic; "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Infantryman)\r\nWeapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket\r\nArmor: Interceptor body armor\r\nMisc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, Plasma Pistol\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: 150/150\r\nPersonality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.\r\nPhy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair,  furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone\r\nTraits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable\r\nBio: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.\r\nPerk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage\r\n\r\nFinally.\r\n\r\nwhip out my pistol and shoot a clip into em.

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Nomad

Posted December 23, '10 6:05pm UTC

actually for hoomen

TF22 plasma magnum

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Nomad

Posted December 23, '10 6:06pm UTC

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], Hunter "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.

Rich and I will provide cover fire for Shorty.
Jello will open heavy fire on the enemy to distract them and hopefully take some of them out.

Name: Michael Taylor\r\nAge: 27\r\nGender: Male\r\nRace: Human\r\nClass: Shock Trooper\r\nSide: Human Faction\r\nRank: corporal\r\nSquad: 4\r\nSquad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Hunter "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Sean "Shorty" Mason[Medic(made my own class)].\r\nWeapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade\r\nArmor:S&N light combat armor\r\nMisc.: 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\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor Health: 50/50\r\nPersonality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.\r\nPhysical Description: 6'2, Ivy League Haircut, Dark Brown Hair, Blue Eyes, Tan, Muscular.\r\nTraits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning\r\nBiography: 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.\r\nPerk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactic.\r\n\r\nRich and I will provide cover fire for Shorty. \r\nJello will open heavy fire on the enemy to distract them and hopefully take some of them out.

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Nomad

Posted December 23, '10 6:14pm UTC

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,TF22 plasma magnum
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

John quickfire into the midor leaving a large hole in it's stomach

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], Hunter "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.

they provide covering fire and the Midors take them as a threat, But a large green glowing bolt it fired directly into shorties Side and he falls screaming "JESUS GET IT OUT, GET IT OFF GET IT OFF!!!!" as the bolt starts to glow a burning green

Name:John Marti'is\r\nAge: 30\r\nGender:M\r\nRace:Hoomen\r\nClass:Infantryman\r\nSide: Human\r\nSquad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers, Combat Medic; "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Infantryman)\r\nWeapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket,TF22 plasma magnum\r\nArmor: Interceptor body armor\r\nMisc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, \r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: 150/150\r\nPersonality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.\r\nPhy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair,  furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone\r\nTraits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable\r\nBio: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.\r\nPerk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage\r\n\r\n\r\nJohn quickfire into the midor leaving a large hole in it's stomach\r\n\r\n\r\nName: Michael Taylor\r\nAge: 27\r\nGender: Male\r\nRace: Human\r\nClass: Shock Trooper\r\nSide: Human Faction\r\nRank: corporal\r\nSquad: 4\r\nSquad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Hunter "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Sean "Shorty" Mason[Medic(made my own class)].\r\nWeapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade\r\nArmor:S&N light combat armor\r\nMisc.: 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\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor Health: 50/50\r\nPersonality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.\r\nPhysical Description: 6'2, Ivy League Haircut, Dark Brown Hair, Blue Eyes, Tan, Muscular.\r\nTraits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning\r\nBiography: 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.\r\nPerk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactic.\r\n\r\n\r\nthey provide covering fire and the Midors take them as a threat, But a large green glowing bolt it fired directly into shorties Side and he falls screaming "JESUS GET IT OUT, GET IT OFF GET IT OFF!!!!" as the bolt starts to glow a burning green

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Nomad

Posted December 23, '10 6:14pm UTC

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, TF22 plasma magnum
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

Excuse me while I go commit Seppuku....

[b]SHOOT.MIDOR.MAGNUM.

Name:John Marti'is\r\nAge: 30\r\nGender:M\r\nRace:Hoomen\r\nClass:Infantryman\r\nSide: Human\r\nSquad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers, Combat Medic; "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Infantryman)\r\nWeapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket\r\nArmor: Interceptor body armor\r\nMisc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, TF22 plasma magnum\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: 150/150\r\nPersonality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.\r\nPhy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair,  furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone\r\nTraits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable\r\nBio: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.\r\nPerk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage\r\n\r\nExcuse me while I go commit Seppuku....\r\n\r\n[b]SHOOT.MIDOR.MAGNUM.

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Posted December 23, '10 6:16pm UTC

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], Hunter "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.

Sharp will look for the source of the green glowing thing and shoot it.
Jello will provide cover fire for Rich and Taylor; Rich and Taylor go rescue Shorty and the injured soldier, dragging them to relative safety.
Once there, Taylor rifles through Shorty's medical kit, looking for something that will help him, and gives him a painkiller shot.

Name: Michael Taylor\r\nAge: 27\r\nGender: Male\r\nRace: Human\r\nClass: Shock Trooper\r\nSide: Human Faction\r\nRank: corporal\r\nSquad: 4\r\nSquad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Hunter "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Sean "Shorty" Mason[Medic(made my own class)].\r\nWeapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade\r\nArmor:S&N light combat armor\r\nMisc.: 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\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor Health: 50/50\r\nPersonality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.\r\nPhysical Description: 6'2, Ivy League Haircut, Dark Brown Hair, Blue Eyes, Tan, Muscular.\r\nTraits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning\r\nBiography: 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.\r\nPerk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactic.\r\n\r\nSharp will look for the source of the green glowing thing and shoot it. \r\nJello will provide cover fire for Rich and Taylor; Rich and Taylor go rescue Shorty and the injured soldier, dragging them to relative safety. \r\nOnce there, Taylor rifles through Shorty's medical kit, looking for something that will help him, and gives him a painkiller shot.

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Posted December 23, '10 6:21pm UTC

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, TF22 plasma magnum
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 did

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], Hunter "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.

sharp runs over to him and sees a long dart in his stomach, when he goes to pull it out the red hot glow turns out to really be hot and burns his hand before he touches it

Name:John Marti'is\r\nAge: 30\r\nGender:M\r\nRace:Hoomen\r\nClass:Infantryman\r\nSide: Human\r\nSquad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers, Combat Medic; "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Infantryman)\r\nWeapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket\r\nArmor: Interceptor body armor\r\nMisc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, TF22 plasma magnum\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: 150/150\r\nPersonality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.\r\nPhy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair,  furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone\r\nTraits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable\r\nBio: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.\r\nPerk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage\r\n\r\nyou did\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nName: Michael Taylor\r\nAge: 27\r\nGender: Male\r\nRace: Human\r\nClass: Shock Trooper\r\nSide: Human Faction\r\nRank: corporal\r\nSquad: 4\r\nSquad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Hunter "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Sean "Shorty" Mason[Medic(made my own class)].\r\nWeapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade\r\nArmor:S&N light combat armor\r\nMisc.: 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\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor Health: 50/50\r\nPersonality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.\r\nPhysical Description: 6'2, Ivy League Haircut, Dark Brown Hair, Blue Eyes, Tan, Muscular.\r\nTraits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning\r\nBiography: 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.\r\nPerk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactic.\r\n\r\n\r\nsharp runs over to him and sees a long dart in his stomach, when he goes to pull it out the red hot glow turns out to really be hot and burns his hand before he touches it

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Posted December 23, '10 6:22pm UTC

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, TF22 plasma magnum
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

Well OK then....

Rick deal with the last Alien, then continue firing at the Midors.

Name:John Marti'is\r\nAge: 30\r\nGender:M\r\nRace:Hoomen\r\nClass:Infantryman\r\nSide: Human\r\nSquad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers, Combat Medic; "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Infantryman)\r\nWeapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket\r\nArmor: Interceptor body armor\r\nMisc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, TF22 plasma magnum\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: 150/150\r\nPersonality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.\r\nPhy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair,  furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone\r\nTraits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable\r\nBio: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.\r\nPerk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage\r\n\r\nWell OK then....\r\n\r\nRick deal with the last Alien, then continue firing at the Midors.

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Posted December 23, '10 6:22pm UTC

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], Hunter "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.

Uhhh...that's not exactly what I said we would do...

Sharp will look for the source of the green glowing thing and shoot it.
Jello will provide cover fire for Rich and Taylor; Rich and Taylor go rescue Shorty and the injured soldier, dragging them to relative safety.
Once there, Taylor rifles through Shorty's medical kit, looking for something that will help him, and gives him a painkiller shot.

Name: Michael Taylor\r\nAge: 27\r\nGender: Male\r\nRace: Human\r\nClass: Shock Trooper\r\nSide: Human Faction\r\nRank: corporal\r\nSquad: 4\r\nSquad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Hunter "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Sean "Shorty" Mason[Medic(made my own class)].\r\nWeapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade\r\nArmor:S&N light combat armor\r\nMisc.: 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\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor Health: 50/50\r\nPersonality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.\r\nPhysical Description: 6'2, Ivy League Haircut, Dark Brown Hair, Blue Eyes, Tan, Muscular.\r\nTraits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning\r\nBiography: 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.\r\nPerk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactic.\r\n\r\nUhhh...that's not exactly what I said we would do...\r\n\r\nSharp will look for the source of the green glowing thing and shoot it.\r\nJello will provide cover fire for Rich and Taylor; Rich and Taylor go rescue Shorty and the injured soldier, dragging them to relative safety.\r\nOnce there, Taylor rifles through Shorty's medical kit, looking for something that will help him, and gives him a painkiller shot.

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Posted December 23, '10 6:25pm UTC

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, TF22 plasma magnum
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 fire into the aliens and see a large single track vehicle comng forward and firing a large gun

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], Hunter "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.

it's inside him, what i meant by bolt is a quarrel

Name:John Marti'is\r\nAge: 30\r\nGender:M\r\nRace:Hoomen\r\nClass:Infantryman\r\nSide: Human\r\nSquad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers, Combat Medic; "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Infantryman)\r\nWeapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket\r\nArmor: Interceptor body armor\r\nMisc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, TF22 plasma magnum\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: 150/150\r\nPersonality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.\r\nPhy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair,  furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone\r\nTraits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable\r\nBio: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.\r\nPerk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage\r\n\r\nyou fire into the aliens and see a large single track vehicle comng forward and firing a large gun\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\nName: Michael Taylor\r\nAge: 27\r\nGender: Male\r\nRace: Human\r\nClass: Shock Trooper\r\nSide: Human Faction\r\nRank: corporal\r\nSquad: 4\r\nSquad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Hunter "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Sean "Shorty" Mason[Medic(made my own class)].\r\nWeapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade\r\nArmor:S&N light combat armor\r\nMisc.: 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\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor Health: 50/50\r\nPersonality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.\r\nPhysical Description: 6'2, Ivy League Haircut, Dark Brown Hair, Blue Eyes, Tan, Muscular.\r\nTraits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning\r\nBiography: 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.\r\nPerk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactic.\r\n\r\nit's inside him, what i meant by bolt is a quarrel

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Posted December 23, '10 6:26pm UTC

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, TF22 plasma magnum
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

Throw a dragon's breath nade at it, cooking it if possible.

Name:John Marti'is\r\nAge: 30\r\nGender:M\r\nRace:Hoomen\r\nClass:Infantryman\r\nSide: Human\r\nSquad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers, Combat Medic; "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Infantryman)\r\nWeapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket\r\nArmor: Interceptor body armor\r\nMisc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, TF22 plasma magnum\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: 150/150\r\nPersonality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.\r\nPhy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair,  furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone\r\nTraits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable\r\nBio: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.\r\nPerk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage\r\n\r\nThrow a dragon's breath nade at it, cooking it if possible.

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