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26,390 posts

Nomad

Posted December 23, '10 7:41pm 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,laser designator
Health: 50/100
Armor Health: 0/50
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, Jello, Sharp, all of you, keep that up. I need to do something."
Contact HQ HQ...
"This is Cpl. Taylor at ___*wherever we're at* we are under assault by Midor forces, I repeat, we are under attack. Request assistance. The enemy seems to have some kind of new weapon and it's already taken out one of four of my men. Get some reinforcements down here, ASAP."

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,laser designator\r\nHealth: 50/100\r\nArmor Health: 0/50\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"Rich, Jello, Sharp, all of you, keep that up. I need to do something."\r\nContact HQ HQ...\r\n"This is Cpl. Taylor at ___*wherever we're at* we are under assault by Midor forces, I repeat, we are under attack. Request assistance. The enemy seems to have some kind of new weapon and it's already taken out one of four of my men. Get some reinforcements down here, ASAP."

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Nomad

Posted December 23, '10 7:47pm 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,laser designator
Health: 50/100
Armor Health: 0/50
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.

where your t is HQ and the weapon isn't new it's actually ancient

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,laser designator\r\nHealth: 50/100\r\nArmor Health: 0/50\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\nwhere your t is HQ and the weapon isn't new it's actually ancient

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Nomad

Posted December 23, '10 7:48pm 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,laser designator
Health: 50/100
Armor Health: 0/50
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.

Fine keep doing what we were doing.

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,laser designator\r\nHealth: 50/100\r\nArmor Health: 0/50\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\nFine keep doing what we were doing.

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Nomad

Posted December 23, '10 7:53pm 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, 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

everyone got to full auto (besides Rick of course, who is farther back and Sniping dem haterz) if the option is available on their gun, and Suppressive Fire while Rick picks them off.

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\neveryone got to full auto (besides Rick of course, who is farther back and Sniping dem haterz) if the option is available on their gun, and Suppressive Fire while Rick picks them off.

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Nomad

Posted December 23, '10 8:11pm 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,laser designator
Health: 50/100
Armor Health: 0/50
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 keep firing as another soldier gets a bolt in him and 20 sec.s later KABOOM

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 guys fire, but a soldier in the barricade near you is shot in the chest

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,laser designator\r\nHealth: 50/100\r\nArmor Health: 0/50\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 keep firing as another soldier gets a bolt in him and 20 sec.s later KABOOM\r\n\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, 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 guys fire, but a soldier in the barricade near you is shot in the chest

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Posted December 23, '10 8:13pm 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

"Brooklyn, Suppressive Fire. Fats, get him out of here!"

For safe measure, I look around for spare sandbags and pile them on top of our positions, while Bubba covers.

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\n"Brooklyn, Suppressive Fire. Fats, get him out of here!"\r\n\r\nFor safe measure, I look around for spare sandbags and pile them on top of our positions, while Bubba covers.

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Posted December 23, '10 8:16pm 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,laser designator
Health: 50/100
Armor Health: 0/50
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.

Dammit!
I'll go grab one of those bolt firers from an alien myself. They're really crappy at melee, so it shouldn't hard for me.
"MARTI'IS!" I bellow at Sirnubs. "GET OUT OF THERE! Their bullets explode, he's already gone!"

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,laser designator\r\nHealth: 50/100\r\nArmor Health: 0/50\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\nDammit!\r\nI'll go grab one of those bolt firers from an alien myself. They're really crappy at melee, so it shouldn't hard for me. \r\n"MARTI'IS!" I bellow at Sirnubs. "GET OUT OF THERE! Their bullets explode, he's already gone!"

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Posted December 23, '10 8:18pm 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

fats goes over to him and says "sir,there seems to be a green dart in him and it's starting to glow"

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,laser designator
Health: 50/100
Armor Health: 0/50
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 yell but it falls on deaf ears

also i wouldn't suggest runnng out there now your hurt bad from the blast

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\nfats goes over to him and says "sir,there seems to be a green dart in him and it's starting to glow"\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,laser designator\r\nHealth: 50/100\r\nArmor Health: 0/50\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\nyou yell but it falls on deaf ears\r\n\r\nalso i wouldn't suggest runnng out there now your hurt bad from the blast

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Posted December 23, '10 8:18pm 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

Heeding Cpl. Taylor's advice, I give the soldier a quick shot to the head to end his suffering, and call fats and Brooklynn back to cover.

Pile any spare sandbags, tho :O

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\nHeeding Cpl. Taylor's advice, I give the soldier a quick shot to the head to end his suffering, and call fats and Brooklynn back to cover.\r\n\r\nPile any spare sandbags, tho :O

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Posted December 23, '10 8:20pm 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

Ninja'd... and so i don't metagame....

"Do you recognize it? If not, get away!"

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\nNinja'd... and so i don't metagame....\r\n\r\n"Do you recognize it? If not, get away!"

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Posted December 23, '10 8:20pm 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,laser designator
Health: 50/100
Armor Health: 0/50
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.

"Suppressing fire! We need to get those dart guns away from them, they're blowing us away!" Open full auto fire, trying to kill them, and begin to approach them, but stay in cover.
Also; I thought the Midors were supposed to only have weapons that are "up to snuff but nothing special". -,-

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,laser designator\r\nHealth: 50/100\r\nArmor Health: 0/50\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"Suppressing fire! We need to get those dart guns away from them, they're blowing us away!" Open full auto fire, trying to kill them, and begin to approach them, but stay in cover.\r\nAlso; I thought the Midors were supposed to only have weapons that are "up to snuff but nothing special". -,-

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Posted December 23, '10 8:21pm 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 end his life, and continue firing, but you feel a hot glow on your back

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 end his life, and continue firing, but you feel a hot glow on your back

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Posted December 23, '10 8:22pm 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

Ninjafest.....

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"Bubba... what's on my back?"

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\nNinjafest.....\r\n\r\nnote ze bottom of page.\r\n\r\n"Bubba... what's on my back?"

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