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Posted December 22, '10 7:01am UTC

Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick, Sniper; "Fats" Tony, Combat Medic; "Teeny" Jevron, Light Melee)
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,
Armor: Interceptor body armor
Misc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, Laser Knife.
Health: 100/100
Armor: i put
Personality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.
Phy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair, furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone
Traits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable
Bio:John was born on a space colony on the Moon. He never actually got to be on Earth, but always admired it during the daytime (which always varied whilst on the Moon). He received a rather meager education on this base, as it was quite far away from any supply landing areas, but he still got the best grades in the miniscule class. He became very good at Hockey eventually, becoming a Defenseman. The equipment was limited, but then it got unmeasurably worst.... The Xeno-wars, as it was referred to by the general populace, started, and supplies became very meager... Oh but the propaganda was all over the place! drawn in by the tales of glory and valor, John signed up to both help feed his family and because of the near-brainwashing.... Halfway through training, he was singled out for the special fire teams instead of the Regular army, and was put in charge of one following completion.
Perk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage

so how many did he kill before we got 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, Sniper; "Fats" Tony, Combat Medic; "Teeny" Jevron, Light Melee)\r\nWeapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,\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, Laser Knife.\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: i put\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\nso how many did he kill before we got em?

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15,053 posts

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Posted December 22, '10 7:04am UTC

Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick, Sniper; "Fats" Tony, Combat Medic; "Teeny" Jevron, Light Melee)
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,
Armor: Interceptor body armor
Misc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, Laser Knife.
Health: 100/100
Armor: i put
Personality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.
Phy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair, furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone
Traits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable
Bio:John was born on a space colony on the Moon. He never actually got to be on Earth, but always admired it during the daytime (which always varied whilst on the Moon). He received a rather meager education on this base, as it was quite far away from any supply landing areas, but he still got the best grades in the miniscule class. He became very good at Hockey eventually, becoming a Defenseman. The equipment was limited, but then it got unmeasurably worst.... The Xeno-wars, as it was referred to by the general populace, started, and supplies became very meager... Oh but the propaganda was all over the place! drawn in by the tales of glory and valor, John signed up to both help feed his family and because of the near-brainwashing.... Halfway through training, he was singled out for the special fire teams instead of the Regular army, and was put in charge of one following completion.
Perk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage

you see long large cigar shaped containers fall from the sky, as the AA lights up to fire at them again. You go out to see sandbag emplacements and soldiers. They ahven't spotted you

Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick, Sniper; "Fats" Tony, Combat Medic; "Teeny" Jevron, Light Melee)
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,
Armor: Interceptor body armor
Misc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, Laser Knife.
Health: 100/100
Armor: i put
Personality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.
Phy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair, furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone
Traits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable
Bio:John was born on a space colony on the Moon. He never actually got to be on Earth, but always admired it during the daytime (which always varied whilst on the Moon). He received a rather meager education on this base, as it was quite far away from any supply landing areas, but he still got the best grades in the miniscule class. He became very good at Hockey eventually, becoming a Defenseman. The equipment was limited, but then it got unmeasurably worst.... The Xeno-wars, as it was referred to by the general populace, started, and supplies became very meager... Oh but the propaganda was all over the place! drawn in by the tales of glory and valor, John signed up to both help feed his family and because of the near-brainwashing.... Halfway through training, he was singled out for the special fire teams instead of the Regular army, and was put in charge of one following completion.
Perk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage

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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, Sniper; "Fats" Tony, Combat Medic; "Teeny" Jevron, Light Melee)\r\nWeapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,\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, Laser Knife.\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: i put\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 see long large cigar shaped containers fall from the sky, as the AA lights up to fire at them again. You go out to see sandbag emplacements and soldiers. They ahven't spotted you\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, Sniper; "Fats" Tony, Combat Medic; "Teeny" Jevron, Light Melee)\r\nWeapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,\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, Laser Knife.\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: i put\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\n1

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22,207 posts

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Posted December 22, '10 7:06am UTC

Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick, Sniper; "Fats" Tony, Combat Medic; "Teeny" Jevron, Light Melee)
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,
Armor: Interceptor body armor
Misc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, Laser Knife.
Health: 100/100
Armor: i put
Personality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.
Phy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair, furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone
Traits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable
Bio:John was born on a space colony on the Moon. He never actually got to be on Earth, but always admired it during the daytime (which always varied whilst on the Moon). He received a rather meager education on this base, as it was quite far away from any supply landing areas, but he still got the best grades in the miniscule class. He became very good at Hockey eventually, becoming a Defenseman. The equipment was limited, but then it got unmeasurably worst.... The Xeno-wars, as it was referred to by the general populace, started, and supplies became very meager... Oh but the propaganda was all over the place! drawn in by the tales of glory and valor, John signed up to both help feed his family and because of the near-brainwashing.... Halfway through training, he was singled out for the special fire teams instead of the Regular army, and was put in charge of one following completion.
Perk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage

go see if the one that got shot is still alive...

1a.m , going tah bed hopefully.

bai.

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, Sniper; "Fats" Tony, Combat Medic; "Teeny" Jevron, Light Melee)\r\nWeapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,\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, Laser Knife.\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: i put\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\ngo see if the one that got shot is still alive...\r\n\r\n1a.m , going tah bed hopefully.\r\n\r\nbai.

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15,053 posts

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Posted December 22, '10 7:07am UTC

Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick, Sniper; "Fats" Tony, Combat Medic; "Teeny" Jevron, Light Melee)
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,
Armor: Interceptor body armor
Misc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, Laser Knife.
Health: 100/100
Armor: i put
Personality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.
Phy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair, furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone
Traits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable
Bio:John was born on a space colony on the Moon. He never actually got to be on Earth, but always admired it during the daytime (which always varied whilst on the Moon). He received a rather meager education on this base, as it was quite far away from any supply landing areas, but he still got the best grades in the miniscule class. He became very good at Hockey eventually, becoming a Defenseman. The equipment was limited, but then it got unmeasurably worst.... The Xeno-wars, as it was referred to by the general populace, started, and supplies became very meager... Oh but the propaganda was all over the place! drawn in by the tales of glory and valor, John signed up to both help feed his family and because of the near-brainwashing.... Halfway through training, he was singled out for the special fire teams instead of the Regular army, and was put in charge of one following completion.
Perk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage

hmmm.... can you survive with half a head?

looks like dat

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, Sniper; "Fats" Tony, Combat Medic; "Teeny" Jevron, Light Melee)\r\nWeapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,\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, Laser Knife.\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: i put\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\nhmmm.... can you survive with half a head?\r\n\r\n\r\n[img]http://knowyourmeme.com/system/icons/186/original/an_hero1.jpg?1240954391[/img]\r\n\r\nlooks like dat

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22,207 posts

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Posted December 22, '10 7:09am UTC

Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick, Sniper; "Fats" Tony, Combat Medic; "Teeny" Jevron, Light Melee)
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,
Armor: Interceptor body armor
Misc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, Laser Knife.
Health: 100/100
Armor: i put
Personality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.
Phy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair, furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone
Traits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable
Bio:John was born on a space colony on the Moon. He never actually got to be on Earth, but always admired it during the daytime (which always varied whilst on the Moon). He received a rather meager education on this base, as it was quite far away from any supply landing areas, but he still got the best grades in the miniscule class. He became very good at Hockey eventually, becoming a Defenseman. The equipment was limited, but then it got unmeasurably worst.... The Xeno-wars, as it was referred to by the general populace, started, and supplies became very meager... Oh but the propaganda was all over the place! drawn in by the tales of glory and valor, John signed up to both help feed his family and because of the near-brainwashing.... Halfway through training, he was singled out for the special fire teams instead of the Regular army, and was put in charge of one following completion.
Perk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage

"Rick, do you have a visual on the 2 fleeing targets?" I shay.

and hand the hostages over to the Jumpers and start moving towards last known location.

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, Sniper; "Fats" Tony, Combat Medic; "Teeny" Jevron, Light Melee)\r\nWeapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,\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, Laser Knife.\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: i put\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"Rick, do you have a visual on the 2 fleeing targets?" I shay.\r\n\r\nand hand the hostages over to the Jumpers and start moving towards last known location.

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15,053 posts

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Posted December 22, '10 7:10am UTC

Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick, Sniper; "Fats" Tony, Combat Medic; "Teeny" Jevron, Light Melee)
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,
Armor: Interceptor body armor
Misc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, Laser Knife.
Health: 100/100
Armor: i put
Personality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.
Phy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair, furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone
Traits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable
Bio:John was born on a space colony on the Moon. He never actually got to be on Earth, but always admired it during the daytime (which always varied whilst on the Moon). He received a rather meager education on this base, as it was quite far away from any supply landing areas, but he still got the best grades in the miniscule class. He became very good at Hockey eventually, becoming a Defenseman. The equipment was limited, but then it got unmeasurably worst.... The Xeno-wars, as it was referred to by the general populace, started, and supplies became very meager... Oh but the propaganda was all over the place! drawn in by the tales of glory and valor, John signed up to both help feed his family and because of the near-brainwashing.... Halfway through training, he was singled out for the special fire teams instead of the Regular army, and was put in charge of one following completion.
Perk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage

wut? who are the two fleeing targets?

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, Sniper; "Fats" Tony, Combat Medic; "Teeny" Jevron, Light Melee)\r\nWeapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,\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, Laser Knife.\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: i put\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\nwut? who are the two fleeing targets?

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Hypermnestra

26,390 posts

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Posted December 22, '10 7:12am 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 "Swaim" Mason[Medic(made my own class)].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Claymores[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,small painkiller syringe,field bandages, 2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades
Health: 100/100
Armor: i put
Personality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'2, Ivy League Haircut, Dark Brown Hair, Blue Eyes, Tan, Muscular.
Traits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military.
Perk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactics.

Sharp and Swaim fall back, Jello, Rich, and I go forward and sneak up on them. Point our guns at their heads and tell them to surrender or else.

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 "Swaim" 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, 2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: i put\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 tactics.\r\n\r\nSharp and Swaim fall back, Jello, Rich, and I go forward and sneak up on them. Point our guns at their heads and tell them to surrender or else.

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locoace3

15,053 posts

Nomad

Posted December 22, '10 7:13am 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 "Swaim" Mason[Medic(made my own class)].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Claymores[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,small painkiller syringe,field bandages, 2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades
Health: 100/100
Armor: i put
Personality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'2, Ivy League Haircut, Dark Brown Hair, Blue Eyes, Tan, Muscular.
Traits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military.
Perk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactics.

uh huh... 4 against 50...

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 "Swaim" 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, 2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: i put\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 tactics.\r\n\r\nuh huh... 4 against 50...

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Hypermnestra

26,390 posts

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Posted December 22, '10 7:17am 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 "Swaim" Mason[Medic(made my own class)].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Claymores[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,small painkiller syringe,field bandages, 2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades
Health: 100/100
Armor: i put
Personality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'2, Ivy League Haircut, Dark Brown Hair, Blue Eyes, Tan, Muscular.
Traits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military.
Perk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactics.

YOU NEED TO TELL ME STUFF LIKE THIS. RAWR
Act like we're a larger force than we are. Hide in the forestry or cover or whatever spread out around them.
"We have you surrounded! Surrender!"

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 "Swaim" 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, 2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: i put\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 tactics.\r\n\r\nYOU NEED TO TELL ME STUFF LIKE THIS. [b]RAWR[/b]\r\nAct like we're a larger force than we are. Hide in the forestry or cover or whatever spread out around them.\r\n"We have you surrounded! Surrender!"

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locoace3

15,053 posts

Nomad

Posted December 22, '10 7:21am 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 "Swaim" Mason[Medic(made my own class)].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Claymores[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,small painkiller syringe,field bandages, 2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades
Health: 100/100
Armor: i put
Personality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'2, Ivy League Haircut, Dark Brown Hair, Blue Eyes, Tan, Muscular.
Traits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military.
Perk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactics.

they shout back dryly "we can see you..."

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 "Swaim" 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, 2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: i put\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 tactics.\r\n\r\nthey shout back dryly "we can see you..."

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Hypermnestra

26,390 posts

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Posted December 22, '10 7:23am 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 "Swaim" Mason[Medic(made my own class)].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Claymores[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,small painkiller syringe,field bandages, 2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades
Health: 100/100
Armor: i put
Personality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'2, Ivy League Haircut, Dark Brown Hair, Blue Eyes, Tan, Muscular.
Traits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military.
Perk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactics.

I thought we hid?

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 "Swaim" 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, 2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: i put\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 tactics.\r\n\r\nI thought we hid?

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locoace3

15,053 posts

Nomad

Posted December 22, '10 7:24am 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 "Swaim" Mason[Medic(made my own class)].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Claymores[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,small painkiller syringe,field bandages, 2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades
Health: 100/100
Armor: i put
Personality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'2, Ivy League Haircut, Dark Brown Hair, Blue Eyes, Tan, Muscular.
Traits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military.
Perk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactics.

ehhhhhh....

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 "Swaim" 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, 2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: i put\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 tactics.\r\n\r\nehhhhhh....

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Hypermnestra

26,390 posts

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Posted December 22, '10 4:28pm UTC

Name: Michael Wells.
Age: 25
Gender: M
Personality: Strict, disciplined, industrious, merciless, businesslike, and cynical.
Physical desc.: 6'1, Tan, Short Black Hair, Blue Eyes.
Traitthe heat won't slow you down. All business: you can interrogate people, much easier
Side: NUN
Country: Canada.
Class: Unconventional Warfare(I'll describe it below).
Weapons: ZX-4453 Acid Flamer, Dart Gun(a pistol, holds 12 darts. Currently loaded with borochodinax darts).
Armor: AFFH(Advanced Full Filter Helmet), Heavy Steel Alloy Armor with Spikes, PRD.
Combat Pack: Medical Kit (9 uses left), CA1090ERB(Carbon Alloy 1090 Electrical Retractable Blade).
Health:100/100
Armor Health:150/300
Conditions:
Vehicle:
Rank: Corporal
Division: 152nd Unconventional Warfare Division.
Perk:Yellow cake powers!: your more resistant to plasma
Bio: As a child, Wells was always...special. In the bad kind of way. He was the son of a biochemist and a radiation engineer, and the grandson of an army veteran. He was always interested in combining these three occupations somehow, because he was a bit indecisive at the time. He would alternate between playing with yellowcake(which, luckily, he had somehow developed a near-immunity to), various toxins and poisons, and guns, which he procured from his parents and grandfather. No matter how well hidden these items were, Wells always got his hands on them somehow, using his acumen, strength, and dexterity. Once he had these items, he would perform various extremely dangerous and sometimes stupid experiments on them. His parents finally stopped trying to hide the equipment from him and instead chose to aid him in these various dangerous experiments, making sure that he wasn't hurt. He was homeschooled, and mainly taught his family's three main professions. He learned a great deal about radiation, poisons, warfare, etc. etc. during this time. He grew up and enlisted in the army, taking classes at the military college and gaining a doctorate degree in biochemistry over the course of a few years(it took him a shorter time, he learned very quickly and started young). When the war started, Wells was all for throwing conventional warfare out the window and trying something a little less honorable. At first, NUN was reluctant, still holding to conventions and treaties set down long ago, but eventually, as the war became worse and worse, they caved in. Wells was sent out into the combat in the newly-formed 152nd Unconventional Warfare Division.

...
Whatever.
How many of them are there, and how are they armed?

Name: Michael Wells.\r\nAge: 25\r\nGender: M\r\nPersonality: Strict, disciplined, industrious, merciless, businesslike, and cynical.\r\nPhysical desc.: 6'1, Tan, Short Black Hair, Blue Eyes.\r\nTrait:Tanned:the heat won't slow you down. All business: you can interrogate people, much easier\r\nSide: NUN\r\nCountry: Canada.\r\nClass: Unconventional Warfare(I'll describe it below).\r\nWeapons: ZX-4453 Acid Flamer, Dart Gun(a pistol, holds 12 darts. Currently loaded with borochodinax darts).\r\nArmor: AFFH(Advanced Full Filter Helmet), Heavy Steel Alloy Armor with Spikes, PRD.\r\nCombat Pack: Medical Kit (9 uses left), CA1090ERB(Carbon Alloy 1090 Electrical Retractable Blade).\r\nHealth:100/100\r\nArmor Health:150/300\r\nConditions:\r\nVehicle:\r\nRank: Corporal\r\nDivision: 152nd Unconventional Warfare Division.\r\nPerk:Yellow cake powers!: your more resistant to plasma\r\nBio: As a child, Wells was always...special. In the bad kind of way. He was the son of a biochemist and a radiation engineer, and the grandson of an army veteran. He was always interested in combining these three occupations somehow, because he was a bit indecisive at the time. He would alternate between playing with yellowcake(which, luckily, he had somehow developed a near-immunity to), various toxins and poisons, and guns, which he procured from his parents and grandfather. No matter how well hidden these items were, Wells always got his hands on them somehow, using his acumen, strength, and dexterity. Once he had these items, he would perform various extremely dangerous and sometimes stupid experiments on them. His parents finally stopped trying to hide the equipment from him and instead chose to aid him in these various dangerous experiments, making sure that he wasn't hurt. He was homeschooled, and mainly taught his family's three main professions. He learned a great deal about radiation, poisons, warfare, etc. etc. during this time. He grew up and enlisted in the army, taking classes at the military college and gaining a doctorate degree in biochemistry over the course of a few years(it took him a shorter time, he learned very quickly and started young). When the war started, Wells was all for throwing conventional warfare out the window and trying something a little less honorable. At first, NUN was reluctant, still holding to conventions and treaties set down long ago, but eventually, as the war became worse and worse, they caved in. Wells was sent out into the combat in the newly-formed 152nd Unconventional Warfare Division.\r\n\r\n...\r\nWhatever. \r\nHow many of them are there, and how are they armed?

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15,053 posts

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Posted December 22, '10 4:29pm UTC

Name: Michael Wells.
Age: 25
Gender: M
Personality: Strict, disciplined, industrious, merciless, businesslike, and cynical.
Physical desc.: 6'1, Tan, Short Black Hair, Blue Eyes.
Traitthe heat won't slow you down. All business: you can interrogate people, much easier
Side: NUN
Country: Canada.
Class: Unconventional Warfare(I'll describe it below).
Weapons: ZX-4453 Acid Flamer, Dart Gun(a pistol, holds 12 darts. Currently loaded with borochodinax darts).
Armor: AFFH(Advanced Full Filter Helmet), Heavy Steel Alloy Armor with Spikes, PRD.
Combat Pack: Medical Kit (9 uses left), CA1090ERB(Carbon Alloy 1090 Electrical Retractable Blade).
Health:100/100
Armor Health:150/300
Conditions:
Vehicle:
Rank: Corporal
Division: 152nd Unconventional Warfare Division.
Perk:Yellow cake powers!: your more resistant to plasma
Bio: As a child, Wells was always...special. In the bad kind of way. He was the son of a biochemist and a radiation engineer, and the grandson of an army veteran. He was always interested in combining these three occupations somehow, because he was a bit indecisive at the time. He would alternate between playing with yellowcake(which, luckily, he had somehow developed a near-immunity to), various toxins and poisons, and guns, which he procured from his parents and grandfather. No matter how well hidden these items were, Wells always got his hands on them somehow, using his acumen, strength, and dexterity. Once he had these items, he would perform various extremely dangerous and sometimes stupid experiments on them. His parents finally stopped trying to hide the equipment from him and instead chose to aid him in these various dangerous experiments, making sure that he wasn't hurt. He was homeschooled, and mainly taught his family's three main professions. He learned a great deal about radiation, poisons, warfare, etc. etc. during this time. He grew up and enlisted in the army, taking classes at the military college and gaining a doctorate degree in biochemistry over the course of a few years(it took him a shorter time, he learned very quickly and started young). When the war started, Wells was all for throwing conventional warfare out the window and trying something a little less honorable. At first, NUN was reluctant, still holding to conventions and treaties set down long ago, but eventually, as the war became worse and worse, they caved in. Wells was sent out into the combat in the newly-formed 152nd Unconventional Warfare Division.

well they are 50 and all armed, but here's da tricky thing, they're the police/Riot.

Name: Michael Wells.\r\nAge: 25\r\nGender: M\r\nPersonality: Strict, disciplined, industrious, merciless, businesslike, and cynical.\r\nPhysical desc.: 6'1, Tan, Short Black Hair, Blue Eyes.\r\nTrait:Tanned:the heat won't slow you down. All business: you can interrogate people, much easier\r\nSide: NUN\r\nCountry: Canada.\r\nClass: Unconventional Warfare(I'll describe it below).\r\nWeapons: ZX-4453 Acid Flamer, Dart Gun(a pistol, holds 12 darts. Currently loaded with borochodinax darts).\r\nArmor: AFFH(Advanced Full Filter Helmet), Heavy Steel Alloy Armor with Spikes, PRD.\r\nCombat Pack: Medical Kit (9 uses left), CA1090ERB(Carbon Alloy 1090 Electrical Retractable Blade).\r\nHealth:100/100\r\nArmor Health:150/300\r\nConditions:\r\nVehicle:\r\nRank: Corporal\r\nDivision: 152nd Unconventional Warfare Division.\r\nPerk:Yellow cake powers!: your more resistant to plasma\r\nBio: As a child, Wells was always...special. In the bad kind of way. He was the son of a biochemist and a radiation engineer, and the grandson of an army veteran. He was always interested in combining these three occupations somehow, because he was a bit indecisive at the time. He would alternate between playing with yellowcake(which, luckily, he had somehow developed a near-immunity to), various toxins and poisons, and guns, which he procured from his parents and grandfather. No matter how well hidden these items were, Wells always got his hands on them somehow, using his acumen, strength, and dexterity. Once he had these items, he would perform various extremely dangerous and sometimes stupid experiments on them. His parents finally stopped trying to hide the equipment from him and instead chose to aid him in these various dangerous experiments, making sure that he wasn't hurt. He was homeschooled, and mainly taught his family's three main professions. He learned a great deal about radiation, poisons, warfare, etc. etc. during this time. He grew up and enlisted in the army, taking classes at the military college and gaining a doctorate degree in biochemistry over the course of a few years(it took him a shorter time, he learned very quickly and started young). When the war started, Wells was all for throwing conventional warfare out the window and trying something a little less honorable. At first, NUN was reluctant, still holding to conventions and treaties set down long ago, but eventually, as the war became worse and worse, they caved in. Wells was sent out into the combat in the newly-formed 152nd Unconventional Warfare Division.\r\n\r\nwell they are 50 and all armed, but here's da tricky thing, they're the police/Riot.

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Posted December 22, '10 4:33pm 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 "Swaim" Mason[Medic(made my own class)].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Claymores[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,small painkiller syringe,field bandages, 2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades
Health: 100/100
Armor: i put
Personality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'2, Ivy League Haircut, Dark Brown Hair, Blue Eyes, Tan, Muscular.
Traits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military.
Perk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactics.

Oh, good. Then they should be trained/equipped to subdue, not kill.
Sharp opens shoots the head of whoever was talking.

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 "Swaim" 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, 2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades\r\nHealth: 100/100\r\nArmor: i put\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 tactics.\r\n\r\nOh, good. Then they should be trained/equipped to subdue, not kill. \r\nSharp opens shoots the head of whoever was talking.

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