Aliens RP - Interest thread (CLOSED ALL SHEETS ACCEPTED - Check last page )

[Dectomax]

Hokay, before I start I will say I recently seen another Aliens RP and whilst scouring through it I was left considerably unsatisfied and I decided to try and come up with something of my own. So, without further ado - I present my idea.

Spoiler: The Premise

Set shortly after Aliens ( The movie ) a deep space mining station has fallen out of contact with the shipping headquarters - The only warning sign is "Bio-hazard". On this note, a small squad of Colonial Marines is dispatched to investigate and uncover what happened.

The RP is going to be focused on character development and exploration. You are by no means limited to the space station, this is just the starting point. I've got a fairly brief outline of what I want to do and I'm sure it'll keep you interested if you decide to commit to this RP.

It wont be "Free-form" - You will be assigned missions and you will undertake them, though how you do this, is up to you. I'll give you that much.

Spelling and grammar is not required, but you should atleast try to keep your writing to a decent quality, not for my sake, but the other players.

There will be combat, but I really want to capture that squad feeling and the emotions that run through combat and being overwhelmed. You are Human. Just another solider. That's an important point - You are restricted to playing a Human or if I see an exemplary sheet I may let ONE person play as an android. MAYBE. PM me if you are interested in that.

So, character sheet time...

Name:
Age:
Rank (Below Sergeant):
Appearance:
Weapons:
Misc gear:
Personality:
Back story:

Whilst I'm not going to judge by the amount written, I would assume you'd want to create an interesting and unique character that you are going to enjoy playing. So, how much you feel you need to write is up to you.

 

[Dectomax]

Reserving 2nd post for character sheets and updates. Also, a little nudge to pull interest.

Character Sheets:

Spoiler: Sgt.Marcus Corbett (GM's Sheet)

Name: Marcus Corbett

Age: 27

Rank: Sergeant

Appearance: Marcus stands at 5"10 and weighs approximately 186Lbs. His head is shaven, though brown roots can be seen. His face is sharp and has deep features. His eye's are crystal blue. He wears the standard Colonial Marine Armour, equipped with the helmet too. Within the band on his Helmet, lay the Ace of spades and the Queen of Hearts and the line of text "We exterminate Species". Etched onto the back left shoulder guard are a pair of eye's and on the centre of the chest piece the regimental "Bug stomper" symbol is painted.

Weapons: M41 Pulse Rifle, VP-70 Automatic Pistol, combat knife ( sheathed upside down in shoulder guard )

Misc gear: A deck of cards containing only Spades, a motion senser and small first aid kit within his webbing.

Personality: Marcus is a veteran within the United States Colonial Marine Corps. He has served for around eight years and has seen his share of conflict. He has seen men die and be mutilated. This has left him very reserved and detached. He has a dark sense of humour and is entirely devoted to the job at hand. Though he doesn't openly show it, he cares for the men and women under his command. This almost father like attachment to his men has sometimes led to a conflict with his higher ups, when he does not deem his men expendable for an objective. He is a competent leader and fighter.

Back story: Marcus was born on an unknown hive planet, living in the slums for most of his childhood. Despite this, he managed to be semi-educated and also learnt that survival was given to those who fought for it the hardest. He survived for many of his years by stealing credits and food from passers. After his six-teenth birthday, he was approached by a recruiting Sergeant from the USCM - Who inspired him to become something more and to leave the slums behind him.

After successfully joining and passing the basic training, he was directly promoted to Corporal, due to his competence in command. He had worked with many situations, from riots, hostage situations and quelling violent outbreaks on hive worlds. It was shortly after successfully defending an embassy from local rioters, that his skills were noticed and he was promoted to a Sergeant. He was approached with an offer to assist a team on a recon mission to a colony who had fallen out of communication, LV-426, but turned it down.

Shortly after this, he was again approached to lead a small team to investigate a space station that had fallen out of touch with it's headquarters with the only warning and information being the Bio-hazard symbol that had been flashed before all communication had been lost.

Accepted Sheets:

Spoiler: LCpl. Pyotr Dubrovsky

Name: Pyotr Vasil'yevich Dubrovsky

Age: 22

Rank: Lance Corporal

Appearance: Pyotr is 5'7" with short and dark brown hair, blue eyes, and is clean shaven. He's thin and scrawny, having little muscle in his upper body. Though what he lacks in strength he makes up for in speed and agility. As for attire, he wears standard issue Colonial Marine fatigues, though when working for extended periods of time he tends to keep his sleeves rolled up and shirt open, sometimes completely off while leaving his white, cotton undershirt on. He chooses not to wear the standard issue M10 Ballistic Armor, trading protection for range of motion and general mobility.

Primary Weapon: MP9 SMG

Sidearm: M4A4 Pistol

Supplementary Weapon(s): Combat Knife

Misc gear: UA-571C Sentry Unit (disassembled for storage and deployment) and a field technician tool kit...

Spoiler: including, but not limited to:

- 3pc Trimmer set
- Feeler Gauge
- 8 oz Ball Peen Hammer
- Inspection Mirror
- Oil Can
- Mini-flashlight
- 4" and 5" Side Cutters
- 4.5", 5" and 6" Needle Nose Pliers
- 9.5" Pump Pliers
- Snap Ring Plier Set
- Center Punch Tool
- 6" Steel Ruler
- #1x3, #2x4 and #2 Stubby Phillips Screwdrivers
- 1/8 x 3, 1/8 x 4, 2 x 3, 1/4 x 4, .3 x 6 Flat Blade Screwdrivers
- Solder Aid Set
- 2pc Spring Hook Set
- Quick Heat Solder Iron
- Blowing Brush
- 6" Tweezer w/ reverse action
- 7 in 1 Crimping Tool
- Precision Wire Stripper
- 4" and 8" Adjustable Wrenches
- 10pc mini Combo Wrench Set
- Professional Multimeter
- 6pc Precision Screwdriver Set
- 7pc Folding Hex Key Set
- 23pc 1/4" Socket Set
- 11pc Ratchet Screwdriver Set
- Component Storage Box
- 5" Electrician's Scissors
- Cable Splicer's Knife
- Mini Drill set
- Utility Knife
- IC Extractor
- Vise
- Electrical Tape
- Flashlight
- Anti-static Strip
- Soldering Iron
- Soldering Iron Stand
- Assorted Pliers
- Digital Multimeter
- Solder
- 6" Stainless Scissors
- Folding Hex wrench
- 8" Lineman's Pliers
- 6" Tweezers
- Mini-vacuum cleaner
- Desoldering Pump
- 6" Adjustable wrench
- All in one Crimper
- Voltage Test Screwdriver
- 5pc File set
- 10pc Mini-wrench set

Personality: Pyotr has been called 'quirky' by most of his peers, though he reasons that it's just ambition. He has a strange way of remaining positive in even the most dire straits. Regardless of having never seen combat or been in any life-threatening situations, he likes to believe that he can remain calm and collected in any given predicament. He is quick with his wits and slow to temper, improvisation is a virtue and keeping levelheaded is a must. When it comes to fear, his curiosity always overshadows it and he feels compelled to understand something completely before he can label it as something to fear. That isnt to say that he's unreasonable, usually he knows when to draw the line but occasionally his need for knowledge gets the better of him. Although he is used to (and at times prefers) working alone, his attitude towards this next mission is near excitement. Mostly because he has rarely been in the field, partly because he wants to see how his skills as a team member are improving, if at all.

Back story: Pyotr grew up in a well-established, traditional Russian home (however oxymoronic that may seem), learning Russian and English simultaneously. Throughout his childhood, he always enjoyed learning new things. But the thing he took to the most, was working with computers. Mastering nearly every programming language in existence, he was on the fast-track to a successful career in computer engineering. Though a life at a desk wasn't ideal for him, he wanted to get out and travel, to see what the universe had in store for him. The first chance he had, he signed up for the USCMC and enlisted into the OCS program. Barely managing to make it throught BCT, he was sent off to one of the most highly regarded technological institutions. At that point, he was just keeping his skills sharp and exploring methods for analysis and problem solving. He claims that he's bested a synthetic in an advanced training program, though whether it was due to his skill or pure luck is up for debate, and even the authenticity of claim is still in question. Regardless, he feels that the only thing keeping synthetics on the top of the charts is their lack of human error (which he is still very susceptible to). Because of this, his attitude towards synthetics is like that of a younger sibling; he has a healthy respect for them, but occasionally vies to prove himself to be superior. After graduating from university with honors, he was immediately put into service. He'd only been months into his job when he put in a request for a more 'adventurous' assignment. After being informed by his CO of a recent 'reconnaissance' assignment with a squad of marines, he immediately volunteered. He was put up for consideration, exceeded the qualifications, and was sent off to meet the team...

Spoiler: Drake Cyan Hefford

Name: Drake "Cyan" Hefford
Age: 24
Rank: Civilian Pilot

Appearance: Brown hair and dark brown eyes. The Caucasian man stood at slightly above average height. He had a slight athletic build, but he's overall remarkably average. It's been a while since the main has seen any care into his hair, so he does have a stubble, and a slightly overgrown buzzcut. But the tired looking human is still quite presentable. He would never discard his navy blue pea-coat, which he calls the "Captain's Coat" and he has had no choice but to wear a black shirt underneath for the past few days. He wears a rather ugly pair of faded denim pants that is quite baggy, but it doesn't hinder his movement anymore than the combat boots he picked up from a surplus store in the past.

Weapons:Drake is rarely seen without his HAC Double barrel shotgun. It's both, pumped, and magazine fed. Drake is able to unload two shotgun shells on his target, but it is an undesirable choice due to the fact that the magazine only holds 6 rounds. For the most part,

Drake has also picked up a standard issue M4A4 handgun. This lighter handgun features a fairly tough punch, but the 12 round magazine stored within the handle itself also hurts. This was issued to him.

4 shotgun magazines, with 18 additional shells.
6 Handgun magazines, with 45 additional .45 rounds. (One box)
Standard issue Combat knife. Issued.

Misc gear:
1 bottle of whiskey and 4 flasks. Most important.
Small Duffel Bag.
Rations
Walled containing credits and ID.
Cheap Patch Welder.
Swiss Army Knife
Scarf.
Goggles, but they don't do anything.
First Aid Kit

Personality: Drake can sometimes be seen as abrasive or commanding, but that's because he feels he has what it takes to be a great leader. He's more on the analytic side, but that doesn't mean he does not have the instinct to survive. Drake is not normally trusting of others, but at this point, he's gotten a little more desperate. When Drake finds someone he cares about, he is often seen as over-protective, almost willing to sacrifice himself for that person, but his crew have all died, and he only has three people left who are in such a position with him. These people are also not present.

When Drake was young, his parents were killed in an accident. With very little help from the age of 8, he was forced to take care of his younger sister, Ellie. When he was 12, he discovered the healing abilities of Alcohol and started to believe in it's false abilities. It spiraled out of control, he no longer drinks to forget, now he simply drinks to feel right. Incidents that occurred throughout his life made him distrustful of others, and forced him to believe tightly knit groups are best.

Drake don't take no shit. So disputes with him may end up with fists thrown, but Drake's good side is often met with excellent chemistry, as if he chooses to, he can really become good friends with anyone with a bright smile and jubilation!

Back story: Drake was born into an impoverished family. With little to eat, and a younger sister down the road, there was little playtime. Unfortunately, when he was 8, his parents died, and he was left to look after his younger sister, guarding her fiercely until she was old enough to fend on her own as a mechanical specialist. Drake fell in the hole that was alcoholism and hasn't stopped since, scrounging for the money to feed his needs and his younger sister. When Drake was 15, he discovered how to fly a ship, and had been a pilot ever since. His sister would repair any damage, and he would ensure her job was as quick and boring as possible by preventing any damage was happening in the first place as he navigated through atmosphere and debris fields of a developing planet.

When his sister was able to stand on her own two feet, both, financially and against anyone who may be hostile against her, Drake started to find jobs that led him away from home. On one planet, he had met Miranda, who wanted to fly away and travel with him. With their pooled finances, they were able to find a home on Earth and become ready to start a new life. Drake continued to pilot away for home for a few years, developing a good relation with the crew he worked with on an independent shipping company, but it was always something that tired him. Drake had thought about quitting his job to stay at home with Miranda every time homesickness set in.

Drake was brought in by the USCM because he is fairly knowledgeable of the particular region of space, as well as how to avoid any debris in the area. Drake isn't the most friendly to the others due to the fact he had recently become a father to a boy named Grayson, but was unable to transmit back any confirmation.

Spoiler: Pvt.Vic Ashley

Name:Vic 'The Victim' Ashley.
Age:25
Rankrivate
Appearance:Vic is 6 feet and 2 inches tall and weighs 180 pounds. He has a medium-build and is considered 'buff.' His face is marked with a deep, round scar on his left cheek inflicted by his abusive father. Another scar originating from the tip of his lips on the right side lead to the circle. His eyes are blue but are usually described as empty. He has a crew-cut and is roughly shaven like this. He has no tattoos or piercings. He has a slightly crooked back but a straight neck. On his grenades he writes 'Rust in Peace',since he never uses them but keeps anyway, and on his bullets 'Victim.' He also writes Victim everywhere on his body armour in dark, edged writing.

Weapons:Vic uses the Standard M41A Pulse Rifle and an Ithaca M37 'Stakeout' Shotgun. He also has a combat knife each next to his pectoral muscles.
Misc gear:He has a Shoulder Lamp and a Welding Torch.

Personality:Vic is a very reactive person. He is usually deemed anti-socialistic, shy and awkward by his squad-mates outside combat but when in conversation, he is eager to talk and ecstatic. He rarely starts a conversation but when he is in one, he's very talkative. Asking questions and sometimes talking non-stop. He is different on the battlefield however, he is incredibly chatty, outgoing and therefore constantly gets punished for talking. Many wonder why he is so different on the field, a place where talking could be the difference between life and death.Vic believes that the USCM is more of a business rather than an actual military organization made to protect the United Americas. He believes this because the volunteers get paid to fight and that poverty is often a reason to enlist. Such as himself. 'Paid Volunteer' is an oxymoron as he believes therefore it is his morals that the USCM and any volunteer army is not truly free. This is why he wrote 'Killing is My Business...And Business is Good' on his helmet.

Back story: Vic grew up in a poor apartment on an unknown industrial planet with his parents and younger brother. His father was an abusive, gambling alcoholic. When he came back at dawn, he would beat Vic and his brother. He was losing money everyday which the two sons earned through slave-labour in worse conditions. At the age of eleven, Vic's mother was killed after his father forgot to turn a gas-tap off. His brother was in the building and escaped while on fire. He was never seen again. His father cut Vic and forced him into a room and never let him out. He was trapped in the dark, dirty room for 3 years. Unable to escape due to bolted down windows and lack of strength due to malnourishment. When fourteen, his father committed suicide and he was discovered by thieves who were robbing the house. They were planning to sell him to the organ blackmarket but he escaped by killing one of them. He turned himself in to the authority and at the age of 18, got the opportunity to enlist.

During his first BCT, he wasn't the only one that got picked on. He knew of someone else who was a complete loner that was even skinnier than him. When the majority weren't picking on him, they were picking on Vic. One day during a combat simulation with live weapons, one of the recruits threw an armed grenade at the loner. His legs blew off and because the simulation took place on a large area, it took 3 hours for a medic to reach him. The fire from the opposing team also made it difficult to treat the wounded man. Shooting a medic was strictly prohibited in the simulation but they were ignoring the rule to see the man suffer. Vic was next to the man while he suffered from the grenade for 3 hours. For 3 hours Vic had to witness the pain and agony of the man. It convinced Vic never to use grenades, hence why he wrote 'Rust in Peace.'

Spoiler: PFC.Jose Ortiz

Name: Jose Ortiz
Age: 26
Rank (Below Sergeant): Private First Class

Appearance: Ortis stands at an intimidating 6'3 and is built like a line backer, weighing in at 242lb. His posture reflects his heavy build, with broad shoulders and a straight back, he rarely stands out of form. His short black hair is buzzcut, and he has a thick soul patch on his chin. His skin is of a darker tone due to his ethnicity. Threatening as his figure might seem, his face is usually relaxed, rather than tense, he rarely gets creases on his forehead and can often be seen smiling slightly to himself.

Weapons: ZX Shotgun, M420 Flamethrower.

Misc gear: Silver cross and chain on his neck, silver studs on his ears. M3H Marine Heavy Armor.

Personality: Jose is a stern figure that doesn't take kindly to insults, responding with a spine tingling stare but very rarely getting violent. He has long overcome his anger issues and has been known to practice relaxation techniques and deep breathing exercises when threatened or upset. Evidence of this is in his calm manner of speaking, he almost seems to whisper at times as if either very sedated or simply uninterested in the conversation. In conversation, he is straight forward and never sarcastic or coy. When on duty, or on a mission, he isn't one to joke or make light of the situation, but is generally social and humorous during leisure hours.

Back story: Ortiz comes from a wealthy family that has made a decent fortune off of investments in inter-stellar mining in local sectors, living most of his childhood out on a lavish estate in one of the many space colonies founded near mining operations. He always found it difficult to get along with his family as they always pushed him towards academic pursuit so that he could continue his father's work in the business world. That life never appealed to him however, he never even liked wearing a suit. Jose instead expressed a great interest in sports, and had an impressive talent for it. Years of training and body building got him into the inter-planetary football league drafts, but later disputes with the Andromeda Dreadnaught's manager Tim Malarkey caused him to resign early into his third season.

Jose's dispute with his manager is fairly known news in the sport's world and made headlines when Ortiz was charged with assault on Malarkey. The charges were later dropped after the case had been claimed to have been "resolved outside of court".

Through all this, his parents continued to pressure him into once again picking up the books and continuing his academic career instead, but he refused. And, as if to affirm his opposition to his parent's will, he enlisted in the USCMC and quickly found himself at home there.

Spoiler: Cpl.Astrid Petit

Name: Astrid Petit

Age:23

Rank (Below Sergeant): Corporal

Appearance: Astrid is 5'5 and lightweight. She appears to be rather tom-boyish at a first glance with her short blonde hair, brown eyes and small chest. She is agile and thin, without any substantial muscle mass.

Weapons- Primary: M41 Pulse Rifle, standard

Secondary: M4A4 Pistol

Misc gear:

* A relic of sorts, a worn out paperback book written in French
*A lightweight version of the standard bullet-proof vest
*A lightweight combat helmet with night goggles attached to it
*A small water purification system (Just Tablets and some cups)
* Two earplugs
* Ballistic goggles
*A flashlight
* Medical equipment:
- A tactical Tourniquet
- Emergency trauma Bandages
- Keflex gauze
- Hemostatic agents (to stop bleeding altogether)
- IV fluids. 4 16 gauge IV catheters
- Alcohol swabs
-Band Aids
-Cravats
-Iodine Swabs
-Nitrile gloves
-Hypodermic needles and syringes
-Morphine, Antibiotics, Tylenol (Mild pain reducer, anti-fever), Pepto Bismol Tablets (for your upset stomachs).

Personality: Astrid joined the military so she could become a doctor. It puts her in a difficult position - she would prefer to not get shot at, but without conflict there would be no injuries. She is mostly quiet and follows orders. She is caring and will offer help to any soldier in need, regardless of the severity of their injury or illness. She is very stubborn when she puts her mind to it, a quality that shows itself whenever she is working with a patient - she will not take no for an answer.

Back story:
Astrid wasn't supposed to live past seventeen. At the age of seventeen she had already escaped the failed country that was Haiti and fled to America. As a part of the American Army's new recruitment policy, skilled individuals were absorbed into service. She lied in her form and announced she had been a first year medical student in the University of Port-au-Prince. Doubtful of her qualifications, the military sent her to a series of tests to prove her worth.

She passed with flying colors.

Astrid was born to a family of seven. When she fled Haiti, she left behind three brothers, two sisters and her mother. Her father died when she was seven at an accident in the meat packaging plant he worked at. They had lived in the slums of the new Port-au-Prince, which was built on the remains of the old city razed by an earthquake almost a century ago.

As a young child Astrid was left to the care of her brothers and sisters. She would come with them to the new city and beg for coin, swindle tourists and occasionally take what did not belong to them. Her family was fortunate enough to pay for the rent and the food they ate even after Astrid's father had died. But then the plague struck.

It was like something from an Alber Kami novella. First there were dead rats in the southern slums, near the coast. Then it spread like wildfire through the crowded tin structures and the handful of barely standing brick buildings. When it reached the New City, nobody was safe from it. Jean was the first to get sick. When mother tried calling a doctor, she was told they were all in the new city, tending to the rich. None helped the people huddled together in the slums of the old city, except for one man.

Following the kind doctor around, she tried to get out of the way of her brothers as they worked in every job they could find to afford buying medicine for her sick sibling. The plague got worse and Astrid began to help the doctor in various menial tasks. As he treated the patients, he began teaching her everything she would need to know to help other in his absence.

The year had ended and the plague began to recede. Living rats were spotted in the streets and the rate of deaths dropped. But it was too late for three of Astrid's brothers. Astrid stayed with the kind doctor, as to lessen the load on her mother and learn how to cure others, something she couldn't do for her brothers.

She had embedded their memories on her body, the initials of her three brothers rest on the lower side of her forearm, "JMA". After the passing of her mentor, he gave her one of his greatest treasures to show her that people can still care in this absurd world.

Astrid was received in the USA and sent to the Military. She was trained as a Combat Medic due to her previous experience, and when she had finished with her training she was sent to see combat in space.

Spoiler: LCpl.Miles Stark

Name: Miles Stark

Age: 24

Rank: Lance Corporal

Miles has thick, unruly dirty-blonde hair and mismatched eyes. One is blue, the other is bright green. He is of fairly average build and through is military service has maintained a respectable standard of physical fitness. On his left forearm is a tattoo of a meerkat, which when asked he has given numerous contradicting accounts for.

Weapons: M42C scoped rifle, VP-70 automatic pistol (hand-carved inscription:"Bonum mane!" (good morning!) on barrel) combat knife and gurkha issue kukri (Has carried through service against regulations.)

Misc gear: Wrist datapad with leather cover, one 20th century Calvin & Hobbes fanclub signet ring.

Personality: Miles' personality can be described as unpredictable at best. Has shown a lagre degree of eccentricity (psychological reevaluation pending) and blatantly flouts comm silence protocols. Despite his specialization, seems to love company and acts cheerfully to those around him, although he has been known to rib people with sullen dispositions.
Backstory: Born to a bureaucratic family, Miles stuck out like the proverbial sore thumb.

Scalded for wandering around the family estate with bed head, regardless of visitors. Miles was somewhat forced into a mold by his parents and reacted negatively. He developed an imaginative and odd personality that seemed calculated to irk his father (despite friendliness, this would imply a degree of uncharacteristic spite). At seventeen, Miles disappeared. He surfaced two years later when he was arrested trying to sell (illegally imported) emus to an officer of the law (note: said officer was not even plain clothed). After spending a period of time in prison, Miles (having no qualifications) went into the army.

(Note: showed up at the recruitment centre with (all [his]belongings, consisting of a gurkha issue kukri, an old brown great coat, a Calvin and Hobbes ring (and book), and a leather bound journal containing the words "ich bin ein wurst hund" (I am a sausage dog) copied out 2,452 times in cramped caligraphy.) Despite disregard for regulation, Miles passed his training, and took on a speciality in infiltration and assassination. After various successful operations (classified), Miles was sent on a three man operation under Gunnery Seargent Jake Thompson and subsequentially courtmarshalled for breaking of protocol and disrespecting a commanding officer. Miles has now been assigned to this squad for rehabilitation into military protocol.

Spoiler: Cpl.Sean Murphy

Name:Sean Murphy

Age:36

Rank: Corporal

Appearance:6'4 feet tall. 260 LBS. of solid muscle. An absolute monstrosity of a man. has a standard high and tight haircut, and wears standard Marine armor, except he has it completely customized with random designs and symbols painted on it. Has a deep scar running vertically through his left eye. His Helmet has born to kill written on it.

Weapons: M56 Smartgun, and a Kukri with a handmade set of spiked brass knuckles as a grip. which is sheathed on his lower back

Misc gear: Prostetic eye, that can be used to record what he sees, and can switches modes to night vision, and infrared. (similar to predators mask) also carrys 2 extra power cells for his Smartgun secretly

Personality:a secluded man for part of his life, he dosent like people other than his squad which he sees as his family. He feels like a big brother to everyone else due to his size even to the Sarge. He is very protective of his squad. Not very smart but what he lacks in brain he more than makes up in brawn. Has neerly super human strength

Back story: Born in Dublin he was part of a street gang and got caught carrying a gun. Sent to jail for 5 years he spent most his time in Isolation for violent behavior. he spent all his time working out and when he got out he could easily deadlift the front of a car. He joined the Marines a while later under a fake identity to hide his criminal record. Only his squad knows his true past.

 

[Dectomax]

Spoiler: GM's Sheet

Name: Marcus Corbett

Age: 27

Rank: Sergeant

Appearance: Marcus stands at 5"10 and weighs approximately 186Lbs. His head is shaven, though brown roots can be seen. His face is sharp and has deep features. His eye's are crystal blue. He wears the standard Colonial Marine Armour, equipped with the helmet too. Within the band on his Helmet, lay the Ace of spades and the Queen of Hearts and the line of text "We exterminate Species". Etched onto the back left shoulder guard are a pair of eye's and on the centre of the chest piece the regimental "Bug stomper" symbol is painted.

Weapons: M41 Pulse Rifle, VP-70 Automatic Pistol, combat knife ( sheathed upside down in shoulder guard )

Misc gear: A deck of cards containing only Spades, a motion senser and small first aid kit within his webbing.

Personality: Marcus is a veteran within the United States Colonial Marine Corps. He has served for around eight years and has seen his share of conflict. He has seen men die and be mutilated. This has left him very reserved and detached. He has a dark sense of humour and is entirely devoted to the job at hand. Though he doesn't openly show it, he cares for the men and women under his command. This almost father like attachment to his men has sometimes led to a conflict with his higher ups, when he does not deem his men expendable for an objective. He is a competent leader and fighter.

Back story: Marcus was born on an unknown hive planet, living in the slums for most of his childhood. Despite this, he managed to be semi-educated and also learnt that survival was given to those who fought for it the hardest. He survived for many of his years by stealing credits and food from passers. After his six-teenth birthday, he was approached by a recruiting Sergeant from the USCM - Who inspired him to become something more and to leave the slums behind him.

After successfully joining and passing the basic training, he was directly promoted to Corporal, due to his competence in command. He had worked with many situations, from riots, hostage situations and quelling violent outbreaks on hive worlds. It was shortly after successfully defending an embassy from local rioters, that his skills were noticed and he was promoted to a Sergeant. He was approached with an offer to assist a team on a recon mission to a colony who had fallen out of communication, LV-426, but turned it down.

Shortly after this, he was again approached to lead a small team to investigate a space station that had fallen out of touch with it's headquarters with the only warning and information being the Bio-hazard symbol that had been flashed before all communication had been lost.

 

[Tortilla the Hun]

Spoiler: Spc. Pyotr Dubrovsky

Name: Pyotr Vasil'yevich Dubrovsky

Age: 22

Rank: Specialist

Appearance: Pyotr is 5'7" with short and dark brown hair, blue eyes, and is clean shaven. He's thin and scrawny, having little muscle in his upper body. Though what he lacks in strength he makes up for in speed and agility. As for attire, he wears standard issue Colonial Marine fatigues, though when working for extended periods of time he tends to keep his sleeves rolled up and shirt open, sometimes completely off while leaving his white, cotton undershirt on. He chooses not to wear the standard issue M10 Ballistic Armor, trading protection for range of motion and general mobility.

Primary Weapon: MP9 SMG

Sidearm: M4A4 Pistol

Supplementary Weapon(s): Combat Knife

Misc gear: UA-571C Sentry Unit (disassembled for storage and deployment) and a field technician tool kit...

Spoiler: including, but not limited to:

- 3pc Trimmer set
- Feeler Gauge
- 8 oz Ball Peen Hammer
- Inspection Mirror
- Oil Can
- Mini-flashlight
- 4" and 5" Side Cutters
- 4.5", 5" and 6" Needle Nose Pliers
- 9.5" Pump Pliers
- Snap Ring Plier Set
- Center Punch Tool
- 6" Steel Ruler
- #1x3, #2x4 and #2 Stubby Phillips Screwdrivers
- 1/8 x 3, 1/8 x 4, 2 x 3, 1/4 x 4, .3 x 6 Flat Blade Screwdrivers
- Solder Aid Set
- 2pc Spring Hook Set
- Quick Heat Solder Iron
- Blowing Brush
- 6" Tweezer w/ reverse action
- 7 in 1 Crimping Tool
- Precision Wire Stripper
- 4" and 8" Adjustable Wrenches
- 10pc mini Combo Wrench Set
- Professional Multimeter
- 6pc Precision Screwdriver Set
- 7pc Folding Hex Key Set
- 23pc 1/4" Socket Set
- 11pc Ratchet Screwdriver Set
- Component Storage Box
- 5" Electrician's Scissors
- Cable Splicer's Knife
- Mini Drill set
- Utility Knife
- IC Extractor
- Vise
- Electrical Tape
- Flashlight
- Anti-static Strip
- Soldering Iron
- Soldering Iron Stand
- Assorted Pliers
- Digital Multimeter
- Solder
- 6" Stainless Scissors
- Folding Hex wrench
- 8" Lineman's Pliers
- 6" Tweezers
- Mini-vacuum cleaner
- Desoldering Pump
- 6" Adjustable wrench
- All in one Crimper
- Voltage Test Screwdriver
- 5pc File set
- 10pc Mini-wrench set

Personality: Pyotr has been called 'quirky' by most of his peers, though he reasons that it's just ambition. He has a strange way of remaining positive in even the most dire straits. Regardless of having never seen combat or been in any life-threatening situations, he likes to believe that he can remain calm and collected in any given predicament. He is quick with his wits and slow to temper, improvisation is a virtue and keeping levelheaded is a must. When it comes to fear, his curiosity always overshadows it and he feels compelled to understand something completely before he can label it as something to fear. That isnt to say that he's unreasonable, usually he knows when to draw the line but occasionally his need for knowledge gets the better of him. Although he is used to (and at times prefers) working alone, his attitude towards this next mission is near excitement. Mostly because he has rarely been in the field, partly because he wants to see how his skills as a team member are improving, if at all.

Back story: Pyotr grew up in a well-established, traditional Russian home (however oxymoronic that may seem), learning Russian and English simultaneously. Throughout his childhood, he always enjoyed learning new things. But the thing he took to the most, was working with computers. Mastering nearly every programming language in existence, he was on the fast-track to a successful career in computer engineering. Though a life at a desk wasn't ideal for him, he wanted to get out and travel, to see what the universe had in store for him. The first chance he had, he signed up for the USCMC and enlisted into the OCS program. Barely managing to make it throught BCT, he was sent off to one of the most highly regarded technological institutions. At that point, he was just keeping his skills sharp and exploring methods for analysis and problem solving. He claims that he's bested a synthetic in an advanced training program, though whether it was due to his skill or pure luck is up for debate, and even the authenticity of claim is still in question. Regardless, he feels that the only thing keeping synthetics on the top of the charts is their lack of human error (which he is still very susceptible to). Because of this, his attitude towards synthetics is like that of a younger sibling; he has a healthy respect for them, but occasionally vies to prove himself to be superior. After graduating from university with honors, he was immediately put into service. He'd only been months into his job when he put in a request for a more 'adventurous' assignment. After being informed by his CO of a recent 'reconnaissance' assignment with a squad of marines, he immediately volunteered. He was put up for consideration, exceeded the qualifications, and was sent off to meet the team...

 

[Dectomax]

Spoiler: Spc. Pyotr Dubrovsky

Name: Pyotr Vasil'yevich Dubrovsky

Age: 22

Rank: Specialist

Appearance: Pyotr is 5'7" with short and dark brown hair, blue eyes, and is clean shaven. He's thin and scrawny, having little muscle in his upper body. Though what he lacks in strength he makes up for in speed and agility. As for attire, he wears standard issue Colonial Marine fatigues, though when working for extended periods of time he tends to keep his sleeves rolled up and shirt open, sometimes completely off while leaving his white, cotton undershirt on. He chooses not to wear the standard issue M10 Ballistic Armor, trading protection for range of motion and general mobility.

Primary Weapon: MP9 SMG

Sidearm: M4A4 Pistol

Supplementary Weapon(s): Combat Knife

Misc gear: UA-571C Sentry Unit (disassembled for storage and deployment) and a field technician tool kit...

Spoiler: including, but not limited to:

- 3pc Trimmer set
- Feeler Gauge
- 8 oz Ball Peen Hammer
- Inspection Mirror
- Oil Can
- Mini-flashlight
- 4" and 5" Side Cutters
- 4.5", 5" and 6" Needle Nose Pliers
- 9.5" Pump Pliers
- Snap Ring Plier Set
- Center Punch Tool
- 6" Steel Ruler
- #1x3, #2x4 and #2 Stubby Phillips Screwdrivers
- 1/8 x 3, 1/8 x 4, 2 x 3, 1/4 x 4, .3 x 6 Flat Blade Screwdrivers
- Solder Aid Set
- 2pc Spring Hook Set
- Quick Heat Solder Iron
- Blowing Brush
- 6" Tweezer w/ reverse action
- 7 in 1 Crimping Tool
- Precision Wire Stripper
- 4" and 8" Adjustable Wrenches
- 10pc mini Combo Wrench Set
- Professional Multimeter
- 6pc Precision Screwdriver Set
- 7pc Folding Hex Key Set
- 23pc 1/4" Socket Set
- 11pc Ratchet Screwdriver Set
- Component Storage Box
- 5" Electrician's Scissors
- Cable Splicer's Knife
- Mini Drill set
- Utility Knife
- IC Extractor
- Vise
- Electrical Tape
- Flashlight
- Anti-static Strip
- Soldering Iron
- Soldering Iron Stand
- Assorted Pliers
- Digital Multimeter
- Solder
- 6" Stainless Scissors
- Folding Hex wrench
- 8" Lineman's Pliers
- 6" Tweezers
- Mini-vacuum cleaner
- Desoldering Pump
- 6" Adjustable wrench
- All in one Crimper
- Voltage Test Screwdriver
- 5pc File set
- 10pc Mini-wrench set

Personality: Pyotr has been called 'quirky' by most of his peers, though he reasons that it's just ambition. He has a strange way of remaining positive in even the most dire straits. Regardless of having never seen combat or been in any life-threatening situations, he likes to believe that he can remain calm and collected in any given predicament. He is quick with his wits and slow to temper, improvisation is a virtue and keeping levelheaded is a must. When it comes to fear, his curiosity always overshadows it and he feels compelled to understand something completely before he can label it as something to fear. That isnt to say that he's unreasonable, usually he knows when to draw the line but occasionally his need for knowledge gets the better of him. Although he is used to (and at times prefers) working alone, his attitude towards this next mission is near excitement. Mostly because he has rarely been in the field, partly because he wants to see how his skills as a team member are improving, if at all.

Back story: Pyotr grew up in a well-established, traditional Russian home (however oxymoronic that may seem), learning Russian and English simultaneously. Throughout his childhood, he always enjoyed learning new things. But the thing he took to the most, was working with computers. Mastering nearly every programming language in existence, he was on the fast-track to a successful career in computer engineering. Though a life at a desk wasn't ideal for him, he wanted to get out and travel, to see what the universe had in store for him. The first chance he had, he signed up for the USCMC and enlisted into the OCS program. Barely managing to make it throught BCT, he was sent off to one of the most highly regarded technological institutions. At that point, he was just keeping his skills sharp and exploring methods for analysis and problem solving. He claims that he's bested a synthetic in an advanced training program, though whether it was due to his skill or pure luck is up for debate, and even the authenticity of claim is still in question. Regardless, he feels that the only thing keeping synthetics on the top of the charts is their lack of human error (which he is still very susceptible to). Because of this, his attitude towards synthetics is like that of a younger sibling; he has a healthy respect for them, but occasionally vies to prove himself to be superior. After graduating from university with honors, he was immediately put into service. He'd only been months into his job when he put in a request for a more 'adventurous' assignment. After being informed by his CO of a recent 'reconnaissance' assignment with a squad of marines, he immediately volunteered. He was put up for consideration, exceeded the qualifications, and was sent off to meet the team...

I...I...LOVE that character! I have to applaud your ability to write and create such unique characters!

Hopefully, a little bit more interest will develop and this will take off!

I'm looking for roughly 5/6 people before I think about starting it.

 

[Tortilla the Hun]

I...I...LOVE that character! I have to applaud your ability to write and create such unique characters!

Hopefully, a little bit more interest will develop and this will take off!

I'm looking for roughly 5/6 people before I think about starting it.

D'aww, schucks, it ain't that good...

I'm with you on that, I really hope this thing gets off the ground.

 

[Tips_of_Fingers]

GM Snip

Ok, I'll bite. Expect a sheet up at some point. I'l edit it into this post.

Also, @Mortis Nuncius: You're mad. That list of equipment is soooo long. I doubt you'll use even a 3rd of it lol. A mini vacuum-cleaner...really??

 

[Zen Toombs]

-snip-

Sounds interesting. I'm finishing up an online final & paper, but I should have a character sheet in this post by tomorrow. Methinks I'll roll up a sniper, or maybe a demolitions expert.

Also, is it alright that I haven't seen Alien/s yet? I know a bit about it and can learn more, but if detailed knowledge of the universe is needed I can drop out.

 

[Dectomax]

GM Snip

Ok, I'll bite. Expect a sheet up at some point. I'l edit it into this post.

Also, @Mortis Nuncius: You're mad. That list of equipment is soooo long. I doubt you'll use even a 3rd of it lol. A mini vacuum-cleaner...really??

Why do I think half of my other RPs players are going to put sheets in for this? XD

 

[Dectomax]

-snip-

Sounds interesting. I'm finishing up an online final & paper, but I should have a character sheet in this post by tomorrow. Methinks I'll roll up a sniper, or maybe a demolitions expert.

Also, is it alright that I haven't seen Alien/s yet? I know a bit about it and can learn more, but if detailed knowledge of the universe is needed I can drop out.

Nope, it's fine - you don't really need that much of an intimate knowledge, as long as you know that the Xeno's are bad and not particularly pleasant then you're good to go! :')

Look forward to seeing your sheet!

 

[Tips_of_Fingers]

Why do I think half of my other RPs players are going to put sheets in for this? XD

If you're going to be like that then I won't apply lol!

 

[Tortilla the Hun]

GM Snip

Ok, I'll bite. Expect a sheet up at some point. I'l edit it into this post.

Also, @Mortis Nuncius: You're mad. That list of equipment is soooo long. I doubt you'll use even a 3rd of it lol. A mini vacuum-cleaner...really??

You can never be too-well equipped.

Amat Victoria Curam.

 

[Dectomax]

Why do I think half of my other RPs players are going to put sheets in for this? XD

If you're going to be like that then I won't apply lol!

Haha! No, no - Just amazed to think you'd want to come and be bossed about by me again! :')

 

[The Funslinger]

Name: Miles Stark
Age: 24
Rank: Specialist
Weapons: M42C scoped rifle, VP-70 automatic pistol (hand-carved inscription:"Bonum mane!" (good morning!) on barrel) combat knife and gurkha issue kukri (Has carried through service against regulations.)
Misc gear: Wrist datapad with leather cover, one 20th century Calvin & Hobbes fanclub signet ring.
Personality: Miles' personality can be described as unpredictable at best. Has shown a lagre degree of eccentricity (psychological reevaluation pending) and blatantly flouts comm silence protocols. Despite his specialization, seems to love company and acts cheerfully to those around him, although he has been known to rib people with sullen dispositions.
Backstory: Born to a bureaucratic family, Miles stuck out like the proverbial sore thumb.

Scalded for wandering around the family estate with bed head, regardless of visitors. Miles was somewhat forced into a mold by his parents and reacted negatively. He developed an imaginative and odd personality that seemed calculated to irk his father (despite friendliness, this would imply a degree of uncharacteristic spite). At seventeen, Miles disappeared. He surfaced two years later when he was arrested trying to sell (illegally imported) emus to an officer of the law (note: said officer was not even plain clothed). After spending a period of time in prison, Miles (having no qualifications) went into the army.

(Note: showed up at the recruitment centre with (all [his]belongings, consisting of a gurkha issue kukri, an old brown great coat, a Calvin and Hobbes ring (and book), and a leather bound journal containing the words "ich bin ein wurst hund" (I am a sausage dog) copied out 2,452 times in cramped caligraphy.) Despite disregard for regulation, Miles passed his training, and took on a speciality in infiltration and assassination. After various successful operations (classified), Miles was sent on a three man operation under Gunnery Seargent Jake Thompson and subsequentially courtmarshalled for breaking of protocol and disrespecting a commanding officer. Miles has now been assigned to this squad for rehabilitation into military protocol.

Edit: forgot to give him an appearance.

Miles has thick, unruly dirty-blonde hair and mismatched eyes. One is blue, the other is bright green. He is of fairly average build and through is military service has maintained a respectable standard of physical fitness. On his left forearm is a tattoo of a meerkat, which when asked he has given numerous contradicting accounts for.

 

[The Funslinger]

Why do I think half of my other RPs players are going to put sheets in for this? XD

If you're going to be like that then I won't apply lol!

Haha! No, no - Just amazed to think you'd want to come and be bossed about by me again! :')

Well, I saw it was you doing it and posted my character sheet. When abouts is this going to start, then?

 

[Dectomax]

Why do I think half of my other RPs players are going to put sheets in for this? XD

If you're going to be like that then I won't apply lol!

Haha! No, no - Just amazed to think you'd want to come and be bossed about by me again! :')

Well, I saw it was you doing it and posted my character sheet. When abouts is this going to start, then?

Oh hai thar! Looks good as of now, I'll have a proper read of it in a second!

Well, I'm looking for atleast 6/7 people before I consider starting this. So it could take a few days. Possibly looking at a saturday or Monday start.

 

[The Funslinger]

Why do I think half of my other RPs players are going to put sheets in for this? XD

If you're going to be like that then I won't apply lol!

Haha! No, no - Just amazed to think you'd want to come and be bossed about by me again! :')

Well, I saw it was you doing it and posted my character sheet. When abouts is this going to start, then?

Oh hai thar! Looks good as of now, I'll have a proper read of it in a second!

Well, I'm looking for atleast 6/7 people before I consider starting this. So it could take a few days. Possibly looking at a saturday or Monday start.

Well, I'd appreciate feedback. It's my first ever character sheet. Anyway, be sure to give us a heads up! (Saturday would work best for me.

 

[Dectomax]

Why do I think half of my other RPs players are going to put sheets in for this? XD

If you're going to be like that then I won't apply lol!

Haha! No, no - Just amazed to think you'd want to come and be bossed about by me again! :')

Well, I saw it was you doing it and posted my character sheet. When abouts is this going to start, then?

Oh hai thar! Looks good as of now, I'll have a proper read of it in a second!

Well, I'm looking for atleast 6/7 people before I consider starting this. So it could take a few days. Possibly looking at a saturday or Monday start.

Well, I'd appreciate feedback. It's my first ever character sheet. Anyway, be sure to give us a heads up! (Saturday would work best for me.

Ok, just read over the sheet and it's good from what I can see - There's a lot of stuff to make him unique and give him character and his personality seems to fill the slot of "Hudson". Which I'm loving. ( Hudson is possibly my favourite character, EVER )

So, tis all good. I think Friday 10pm GMT is when I'll deadline Character sheets and then I'll post up who's been accepted, for a Saturday start!

 

[The Funslinger]

Why do I think half of my other RPs players are going to put sheets in for this? XD

If you're going to be like that then I won't apply lol!

Haha! No, no - Just amazed to think you'd want to come and be bossed about by me again! :')

Well, I saw it was you doing it and posted my character sheet. When abouts is this going to start, then?

Oh hai thar! Looks good as of now, I'll have a proper read of it in a second!

Well, I'm looking for atleast 6/7 people before I consider starting this. So it could take a few days. Possibly looking at a saturday or Monday start.

Well, I'd appreciate feedback. It's my first ever character sheet. Anyway, be sure to give us a heads up! (Saturday would work best for me.

Ok, just read over the sheet and it's good from what I can see - There's a lot of stuff to make him unique and give him character and his personality seems to fill the slot of "Hudson". Which I'm loving. ( Hudson is possibly my favourite character, EVER )

So, tis all good. I think Friday 10pm GMT is when I'll deadline Character sheets and then I'll post up who's been accepted, for a Saturday start!

I've no idea who Hudson is... I'm just good at crazy. Probably because all I have to do is slightly exaggerate my own personality...

 

[Dectomax]

Why do I think half of my other RPs players are going to put sheets in for this? XD

If you're going to be like that then I won't apply lol!

Haha! No, no - Just amazed to think you'd want to come and be bossed about by me again! :')

Well, I saw it was you doing it and posted my character sheet. When abouts is this going to start, then?

Oh hai thar! Looks good as of now, I'll have a proper read of it in a second!

Well, I'm looking for atleast 6/7 people before I consider starting this. So it could take a few days. Possibly looking at a saturday or Monday start.

Well, I'd appreciate feedback. It's my first ever character sheet. Anyway, be sure to give us a heads up! (Saturday would work best for me.

Ok, just read over the sheet and it's good from what I can see - There's a lot of stuff to make him unique and give him character and his personality seems to fill the slot of "Hudson". Which I'm loving. ( Hudson is possibly my favourite character, EVER )

So, tis all good. I think Friday 10pm GMT is when I'll deadline Character sheets and then I'll post up who's been accepted, for a Saturday start!

I've no idea who Hudson is... I'm just good at crazy. Probably because all I have to do is slightly exaggerate my own personality...

Holy sweet jesus...you must youtube him now! He is possibly the most badass character ever created. Ever!