Darkest Horizon [OOC]

[Reaver]

Name:Raymond Kilithar
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Appearance:

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Skills: SYRIA AI, Blades+, One-handed weapons+, Althlete+, Crypsis+

Faction: Meteor International

History: Raymond or Ray as he likes to be called grew up in one of the scumiest disctricts in a country under Meteor International garrison. As he grew up, Ray moved from petty theft to armed carjacking to the occasional paid murder. There he learned to be quick with his fingers and even quicker with his knives. He preferred the more stealthy jobs where he could slip in and kill without alerting anyone. When he eventually got bored of working for local gangs he signed up with Meteor International to actually feel like he was doing something with his life. Once there he learned to appreciate all the intel he could get before even starting the mission. Then when a new AI SYRIA was implanted in him so much more resources was at his finger tips. To almost anything in the world he says bring it on and I'll lodge a knife in it's. But if he's asked to kill a child or a defenseless woman, he would decline everytime. "I've seen enough children killed in my childhood to last me a lifetime. However give me a people full of guns and I'll make them bleed."

[SugarCookie]

...These are a special subset of Skills which differ from the others due to their cost and effect. Special Skills cost most of your Skill Points and have a downside, but confer extremely powerful benefits. Only one person each will be allowed these Skills...

...Skills: SYRIA AI, ...

...Skills: ... SYRA AI...

Uuuuhhhhhh

You can have it if you really want, I don't much like my character. Too bland.

[napsii]

i don't think you read the SYRA AI description in detail (it's not in a suit but installed in your body itself) sugarcookie...also i can't let people start with super armor for balance purposes

[SugarCookie]

I know about the AI thing, but she doesn’t really ish...
Also, it shouldn’t even count as armor, more like apparel.

But like I said, I didn’t really like that character, so TIME TO MAKE HER DAD INSTEAD!! o/

[Gorbaz]

Name: Daniel Weitczecw
Age: 22
Gender: Male

Appearance:

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Skills:
One Handed Weapons ++
Pyromania+++
Explosives+
Assault Rifles++
Blades+
Gearhead++
Athlete++
Defender+++

Faction: Meteor International

History: The grandson of Polish immigrants to the old United States, Daniel grew up in a military family. He had 3 brothers and 1 sister, all of which signed up with Meteor International in their Infantry programs. As they all joined at different times, the family were split up into different units and posted to various places of the world with Daniel's unit being considered a reserve unit during the early years. While waiting to be deployed, Daniel had the chance to learn about the more common vehicles used in Meteor's military, and petitioned form furthur training in vehicle management with the aim to join one of the armured regiments, or even active in an IFV. His training was standard otherwise to start with, learning how to use assault rifles, and automatic pistols as backup weapons. He also developed a fondness for the 'old terror' weapon of the flamethrower. After all, what better way to spook your enemy than to wait until they have gotten close, then set their frind on fire? He also trained in the use of the BSD-004 heavy balistic shield in combonation with his personalised armour, however didn't deploy with it unless he was going into a garrisson or infantry siege mission. As his unit was deployed on, what he calls Whiteout Day, he was one of the first humans to see the invadors. But, he didn't get much of a chance to test their resistance to small arms fire as, along with seemingly everyone else, he lost conciousness quickly

[napsii]

accepted gorbs :3 waiting on reavs to finish his bio before i accept it but it also looks in. that makes 5 peeps technically i will wait for aloy to make his bio

[SugarCookie]

Ill redo mine as soon as I finish putting the cpu in my computer, like I said, phones hate forums posts with more then five lines...

[Lady Foxy]

Character Sheet:

Name: Lily Skystar
Age: 21
Gender: Female.

Appearance:

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Skills: Toughness++(2), Athlete++(2), CQC Skill+++(3) - CQC Specialist (3) = CQC XS (6) .

Faction: Meteor International.

History:

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Born from a couple of lovebirds wishing to have a daughter, Lily came into the picture on a bright day. It almost looked 'too' fantastical, just like in the books. Her mother was a loving, young woman, feminine in appearance and of great pure beauty. Her father was an honest man with a military career, strong and tall but with a wise gaze and a weakness for his wife. Lily grew up just as delicate as a flower, always giving the world smiles of her own while the girl lived without worries. It could have been a wonderful life, who couldn't have said so.

But her Father didn't come back home when she was barely 15 years old. Her mother struck by the shock and thrown into a state of depression, Lily herself slowly snapping back into reality as her 'fairy tale' world had begun to collapse. Her Father had died saving half of his squad, rushing them out of a collapsed building before they were rained upon by mortar fire. He wasn't seen again as a mortar blew up almost right in front of him and another squad mate, the others seeing the event from far away with blurry visions. In reality, he had suffered medium wounds and had begun to bleed out, unlike the other squad mate that had taken the entire mortar, dying instantly.

Lily suffered and mourned their loss along with her mother, swearing that her Father's love and care would not go to waste. She signed up for the military, rejected afterwards due to her gender. But then, a group of people came up hiring fresh recruits for some big time company. Then, she signed up with them. Kissing her mother's forehead and promising her that she would come back safe and sound one day, Lily left to be trained by Meteor International.

She had 17 at that time.

By her 18th birthday, she had already passed the entire courses for basic, advanced and elite training courses Meteor International had. The girl was considered a 'child' prodigy by her instructors, as if there was a fire within her burning passionately when she was in action. Close Quarter Combat was one of her preferred courses. She managed to get the instructor himself to 'tap out' on a CQC match, passing the course with awards and all. The Instructor looked really relieved to see one of his best students away. Plus, he avoided getting his right arm broken.

After that, there was nothing that could stop her when she placed her heart and mind into it. She never looked tired, at least not excessively. If she ever got any wound, which were rare, they regenerated and healed. Lily had been on a mission for Meteor International when the incident at the island struck.

[napsii]

fantastic bio lady fox, but i already promised the skill resurgam to icaelus...sawwy. but if you want to change up your skill build it's definitely accepted hehe

[Lady Foxy]

What? Grr.. >:/!

What other skill is left then?

[napsii]

look at the list and see for yourself. the only things limited to one person are the special skills

[Lady Foxy]

Well, I have edited my skills to fit accordingly. Do they look good now? :3

[napsii]

yep. pristine...very interesting that you took CQC XS. it is an enormously powerful skill and nobody else really has significant CQC skill

well, ill pencil you in for the intro post. im waiting on icaelus to make a bio then ill start

[SugarCookie]

Bah!

So much stuff going on right now, it's like fate is trying to prevent me from joining this epic looking RP!!

I might have to pass up on it, my phone is whining like a bitch, so is my computer (he's all like "nu! I dun wanna new processor" and I'm like "whhyyyy! It runs soo much faster! and it should be 100% compatible!!, its the same as the other one, just it's a phenom instead of a athlon, and it runs faster!" but my computer just sits down and wont boot, because it starts pouting.
Then my phone is all like "but saaaaam, the sheet is too many line breaks for my shitty text editor to handle!" and I'm all like ">.> ... really galaxy S, your going to start this crap too?" and I've been busy doing all sorts of things.), so I'll be lucky if I can even recover the file and post it tomorrow (I've already written most of one out, but its on my work computer cloud, not my home computer )

[napsii]

thermal paste is cheap!! you can get it for like 5 bucks oti and you need a new heatsink it sounds like o.o

anyway after an irritating argument my excitement for this thread has been like ripped apart so it's unlikely i will start this anytime soon at all. sorry to anyone disappointed

[Thaedael]

It happens, I hope you feel better and more motivated down the road. I was going to make a character sheet just now too, got back from my 8 hour class. Ah well happens.

[napsii]

finnne.

i'll continue onwards with this thread.

although i probably made a lot of people mad

anyway moving on...like nothing ever happened

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[SugarCookie]

8D

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[Icaelus]

Name: Wilhelmina "Undeath" Everlaste
Age: 18
Gender: Female

Appearance:

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Skills: Resurgam(12pts), One-Hand Weapons+(1pt), Swordplay+++(3pts)

Faction: Aletheia Security

History:

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Wil was destined to die young, a fate the young girl received with a cold calmness, as if she had already known it. She had been diagnosed on her birth with a disease, an extremely rare strain of nerve disease that caused her to be unnaturally clumsy with general motor movements. She could walk and run, but she tended to drop things very easily. This same very disease was also eventually fatal, if the disease decided to agitate the right nerves at the wrong time..
Having been born into a rather rough family, her parents did not appreciate her breaking everything she touched and she was frequently beaten as a child...all to "teach" her not to do it again. Despite doing very poorly at everything else, Wil noticed something about herself. She seemed to handle knives with a cold ease, as if they were just an extension of her hand. It just felt so natural..even as she was slitting the throats of her parents. That had been a bad night. It seemed that they weren't actually her parents. Seemed that Wil was actually kidnapped from some rich place.
Well. Kidnappers deserved death, did they not..? Her same exact disease that made her terrible at everything else had actually in fact made her a very talented killer..
But killing randomly was illegal. Now self-orphaned and of age, Wil began her career and stepped into the world of PMCs and assassinations, hiring her skills out as an assassin. Her approach was always direct, simply blasting away at the target's guards before going up to the mark and slashing him down. It was all very brutal and violent and many times she had suffered near-death wounds, but it seemed like the Grim Reaper had other plans for her..like he just wouldn't reap her right there and then to end her endless suffering from her illness, but would instead let her continue living in the eternal hell that was her life. And Death was supposed to be merciful? Not in her lifetime.

Wil's now engaged in the massive battles going on between Aletheia Security and Meteor International. She worked for Aletheia, grabbing a paycheck every now and then after delivering a few important deaths to the Mets. Nothing personal, of course. Just work. And she got to kill, which was always fun. And maybe. Just maybe, she would one day find her own death in battle. She had wanted to die so much..at least before her own illness killed her.

She had cried tears of joy when the big white flash of light had completely enveloped her. Finally, Death's embrace. Or so she had thought..

((Pretty shoddy bio :/)

[SugarCookie]

Name: Steve Sparse
Age: 43
Gender: Male

Appearance: Large man, broad shoulders, kinda looks like a wall. Imagine a heavy (tf2) with more of a square head.

Skills: Athlete+, Toughness+++, Staying Power, Devil's Luck, Heavy Weapons+++, Explosives+

Faction: Meteor International

History: Grew up, became a merc. His daily schedule is normally wake up, drink, go kill stuff, drink, go kill more stuff, fuck, then fall asleep drinking. But this is all after he became a merc, before he was actually somewhat intelligent. He foresaw Meteor having a competent leader and a future, so he joined them. Then the horrors of battle forced him drinking. Years later, he has too many kids to count (some of them he has fought and killed unknowingly to him).