ToxicJones
Private First Class
First Squad Member
Private
Posts: 64
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Post by ToxicJones on May 5, 2008 0:03:00 GMT -5
Name: Jessica Jones
Nickname: Jones, Jay-Jay
Age: 18
Physical Description: Fairly tall, mabey a inch or two shorter then your adverage Marine guy. Short spikey hair, dark brown hair, a little bit of blonde in it. Feminine body type, but still tough. Bright blue eyes.
Background: Jessica was born and raised in Arizona. Her family was always there for her, but she never had many friends. Her dad was at work during the week, but skydived on the weekands. He took her to parties and gigs when she was a teen, and got her into rock and punk music. Then again, she could jive to almost any beat. She has a good sense of humor, loves making and listening to jokes. Dream was to become a Marine, and fight for her country.
Her past was truthfully a horrible one. A horrible car accident killed her whole family, minus her. A fuel tanker swerved and hit the concreate barrier on the side of the road. The tanker flipped and blew up. It was terrorists who were driving the tanker to the city. That day Jessica has decided to stay home while her parents went out with her sister. This happened just after she turned seventeen, and she was bounced from foster home to foster home until she was eighteen, then joined the Marines.
This is a well kept secret and no others know of it. She's made sure of that.
Template: Rifleman(0311)
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Post by Cartwright on Jul 1, 2008 7:03:50 GMT -5
Robert Higgins
Nickname: Paper Boy
Age 21
Physical Description: 5' 9"
Background: Joined the corps as a Combat Correspondent at the age of 20. He just finished his training.
Templates: Rifleman
Rank: Private
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Post by Cartwright on Jul 1, 2008 7:04:33 GMT -5
Name: Nick Hayek
Nickname: Shadow
Age:26
Physical Description: Nick is a tall man standing at about 6'3 and about 180 lbs of muscle. His eyes are a cool steel and his hair a dirty blond that is obviously longer than regulation, covering his eyes at times too. He has a great deal of tattoos, the biggest one being on his back with the 'Hell Hounds' symbol. And lots of other random tattoos of dragons and demons. His skin is slightly tan but from wearing armor and his uniform near every second of everyday... Since his last shore-leave...
Background: Born on Earth and raised in a military family he was enlisted the day he turned 18 and entered with amazing marks in sniping and scouting. He was around when the Strogg attacked Earth his team was near wiped out several times and he earned his nickname by sneaking onto a Strogg ship and dismantling it from the inside out. Needless to say he wasn't the same after going through the ship. After the attack on Earth was over he was transferred to the 'Hell Hounds' and has been with them ever since.
Template: Leadership
Rank: Sergeant
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Post by Cartwright on Jul 1, 2008 7:06:58 GMT -5
Name: Elias Godchild
Nickname: Mr. Death (Used to be Nightengale)
Age 36
Physical Description: Elias is not the average soldier. He stands at little over 5'8, and weighs a mere 158 lbs. He's very skinny and sinewy, nothing like the bulky infantrymen he looks after. His skin is normal tone, not too tan, not too pale. He has brown hair down to his eyes but he wears a folded red bandana around his forehead to keep it out of his eyes. He has an eye patch over his left eye painted white with a red cross on it. He doesn't bother with armor, he wears simple baggy fatigues. They werent meant to be baggy but due to his build they are. He usually wears the jacket half unbuttoned, he's not really the military type. He has tattooes all over his body but the main ones are a large target in the middle of his chest and a large red cross on his back, and on his neck he has a giant black swastika, a shadow of his former self. The other two are both jokes, showing his good nature, but he takes pride in them all the same. On his forearm he has the tally for all the lives he's saved. He's also missing two fingers on his left hand where they were shot off while he was keeping a soldier alive while they were waiting for an evac.
Background: Elias Godchild was born in France to a French father and an American mother. He was raised with American customs however, and this ended up shaping his life drastically. Throughout his teens he was a rebel. He was a gang member at one point, and didn't care for authority. At the age of 18 he became a White Supremecist. It was then that he changed his name.. He claimed title to being a Nazi proudly for almost 6 years until he was convicted of 7 murders. He was sentenced to prison for life. While in prison he read a lot of books. Most of these were medical study books, so he read them. After 2 years he became quite skilled with medical terms and medical situations. He became known as "Nightengale" after "Florence Nightengale" because of his expertise in medicine and first aid, and whenever there was an injury the person was brought to Elias. The military released him from prison because of his talent for medicine, and soon had him in training. He was a rebel still and didn't like being in a "suicide suit" as he referred to the military service as. They assigned him to the 113th infantry regiment.
After an intense firefight one day, his platoon was slaughtered, there was nothing he could do. He was lucky to get away. After that he was assigned to the 114th regiment, which again got slaughtered. He now had a reputation as a phenomenal medic but was also notorious for getting the doomed squads. Soon he was alone again. 11 squads later he was fed up with the bullshit. He formed his own squad of the rebels, outcasts, and non conformers. He called it "Voodoo Squad". It was unoffical and made up of ragged survivors from other destroyed platoons but soon they became known and the military recognized them as an official platoon. After 8 months of victories, Voodoo Squad was slaughtered as well. The military recalled "Nightengale" for two weeks before reassigning him to "Hell Hounds".
After the mission "Sweeping Fury" he earned the new nickname of "Mr. Death", announcing his curse to the rest of the Corps.
Rank: Lance Corporal
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Post by Cartwright on Jul 1, 2008 7:07:28 GMT -5
Name: Jared Schmidt
Nickname: Hoot
Age: 18
Physical Description: Jared stands at about 5'6", he has sharp blue eyes, his cool brown hair has been cut short, he has cuts on his hands and a long slash across his cheek. Some people are built like a brick shithouse; big, strong, and tough. Jared is more built like a ferret; wiry, flexible, and fast. He weighs in at about 165lbs
Background: Jared Schmidt, or Hoot as most of his friends call him grew up in Iowa, he loved hunting, fishing, and shooting. He shot his first rifle at age 8, and his first centerfire pistol at age 12. Hoot never really distinguished himself at school, he was too busy with his head in the clouds thinking about joining up with the Marines and all the aliens they would kill or hot girls that they would save.
The day after his 18th birthday he went to the nearest recruiting stationed and signed up. After he got over the nasty hangover of course.
Template: Sniper
Rank: E-1
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Post by Cartwright on Jul 1, 2008 13:06:13 GMT -5
Name: Washington, James
Nickname: Ace of Spades
Age: 22
Ethnicity: Other (Mixed African American and Caucasion)
Physical Appearance: Muscular, rugged, and cool
Background: At an early age he lost his father in a covert operation to gain information against the Strogg, but his mission was compromised. Since then he has comitted his life to joining the Marines and taking out all Strogg in sight.
Template: Sniper
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Post by Sergeant Gravitt on Jul 2, 2008 6:30:22 GMT -5
Name: Gravitt, Christopher T
Nickname: Sarge, Tank, Bulldozer, DevilDog
Age: 24
Physical appearance: Six feet tall and built like a tank. The Sergeant's body has collected a number of scars, most notably the jagged, wide scar on his left cheek that runs all the way back, just below the ear. There are several other smaller scars on his face from near misses, but none as prominent as that.
Ethnicity: Caucasian, Native American
Background: Having come from a military family, Gravitt always knew the meaning of the words 'respect', 'discipline', and 'honor'. He joined the Marines right out of high school and knew immediately things were going to be different. Not three weeks after completing basic training, he was shipped out for action on a far-off world. This was where his reputation as a killer began to take flame.
During the battle, his squad leader was killed by a Strogg sniper, leaving the newly minted Lance Corporal to take over. He and his squad single-handedly captured a Strogg outpost and held it against waves of small, yet still ferocious, counter-attacks by the Strogg until the main body of the SMC force on-world could arrive. The more fighting he did, the more rumors and his reputation spread; he had allegedly destroyed an entire platoon of Strogg, including three of their tanks, single-handed. While the Sergeant will not confirm this story, he won't deny it either; there is probably some truth to it. Or maybe he knows the value of his men believing those rumors.
Either way, his history can't be ignored; highly decorated and highly experienced, Gravitt is usually only assigned to high-priority units. If he is aboard, things are typically either bad or going to get bad quickly.
Template: Leadership, rifleman
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Post by kyleblizzard on Sept 4, 2008 2:06:59 GMT -5
Name: Blizzard, Kyle R.
Nickname: Blizz, Frost, Frostbite, Snowy, albino
Age: 22
Physical description: Male. Kyle is a averagely tall man at 5'10", and has a small, wiry frame. His arms and legs are thin and scrawny, but because of this, his tendons and muscles ripple, making him look muscular. His hair, neck level, is black and trimly kept. His skin color is very pale, thus his nickname 'albino'
Background: Kyle grew in northern California, and was raised in the city culture. The city was prone to crime, for it's police force was not kept. There were many thefts and murder. Kyle had been stolen from many times.
The city culture taught him to be tough, though. Every time he went on the street alone, he would be confronted by a man with a knife. He quickly learned how to survive in this culture, and learned how to act, look, and fight to live and be left alone.
His parents eventually moved out of the town after Kyle was 19 and lived alone. He lost contact with them when they moved to Maine. He didn't think about them too often though. His focus was on getting an education and going to college to get a good job.
His ambitions were of a normal nineteen-year-old man. Get good grades, meet several girls, become rich, and have fun. But when he found that the cost of the college was to high for his small paycheck, he had to resort to other ways.
He joined the hellhounds at 21, making wage for his college that he had not gone too, and trained. When bootcamp was finally behind him, he thought he could do anything. But when an attack happened on his hometown, he found his home and friends were destroyed or killed. This drove him to the ambition of staying in the hellhounds and kill criminals like these terrorists.
Though he wept for the losses, he kept his cool in the marines.
Template: Rifleman (0311)
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Post by bures critter on Oct 14, 2008 22:03:02 GMT -5
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Post by wowposter on Nov 13, 2008 3:37:51 GMT -5
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