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Username:Mitsuki_Moonflower562
RL Name: Sorry, that is Confidential.
Roleplay Name:Mitsu-chan.
RL Age: 15
Branch: Surface Warfare
Sex: Female.
Bio: Mitsuki is a strong leader with a caring heart. She has been everywhere, and i mean everywhere. But that is all there is to her bio, or do you dare view her profile and read her "about me" to learn about her whole true story.
Anything important to consider: Yes, don't provoke her she bites.
Roleplay Experience/Expertise: So far I have been intermediate.

Roleplay Sample: Mitsu-chan looked the sargent over, taking in his full image to examine what she is up against. She grinned, narrowing her eyes at the man before turning around and marching off as he ordered her to. She decided on what this man was; someone she wouldn't want to pick a fight with.

Username: The_Nobody_Guy000
RL Name: Paul
Roleplay Name: Ray
RL Age: 15
Branch: Infantry
Sex: Male
Bio: When ray was 6, his parents died in front of him by some terrorists.....after that day, he lived on his own working at a pizza shop, and when he was 10, he met a girl named "sally", who fell in love with him....at his know, he's known as a hero, as he has saved the lives of everyone in his town more than once.....and at age 13, he decided to join the military, and put his amazing combat skills to use.....and so after 2 years of training, he's finally become ready.
Anything important to consider:
Roleplay Experience/Expertise: i'm kinda good a MUSH roleplays, and can be pretty awesome at forum rps sometimes, other than that, i'm only slightly better than the average joe.

Roleplay Sample: It was a cold night........his parent's lifeless bodies on the ground in front of him......all he could do is run........as he runs from some terrorists, the ones who caused his parent's early demise, he finds a small pizza shop, and hides in there....luckily the terrorists don't find him, and as a thanks to the nice shop owner, ray decides to work for him.......

Username: The Trump Card
RL Name: My initials are TJB ^^
Roleplay Name: Atlas Masayoshi
RL Age: 15
Branch: Marines
Sex: Male
Bio: No data available. However it is rumored Atlas worked for a secret spy organization called L.O.N.E. (Liberating Oppressed Nations Everywhere) for a good portion of his life.
Anything important to consider: He fears nothing
Roleplay Experience/Expertise: I'm semi lit. I excel at action scenes and pretty post

Roleplay Sample:
Atlas dashed through the streets dodging gunfire. He turned a corned and climbed over a gate. He could hear the sound of dogs barking from somewhere nearby. As the dogs growled he readied his knife. One jumped atop of him he held its jaws open then kicked it in the chest with his boot. Then threw the dog down. The other two dogs jumped at him and he slashed one across the face as he dodged the other. The sound of the dog skidding on the pavement echoed through the alleyway. It jumped back and did a back flip. He ended up kicking the dog into a boxes of crates in midair. He then kept running and two soldiers shot at him he slid and sliced their ankles. He then took their guns and smacked them unconscious. He then used the buildings to jump up to a rooftop. There he found a rocket launcher. "It was waiting for me just like they said, good stuff," he said. He then fired it at the City Hall. The building exploded on impact and the midnight sky was lit ablaze. "Justice is served," he said smiling. A helicopter ascended from the ground. A man in suit wearing shades stood with his arms folded and men behind him lowered a rope ladder. "Good job Agent At," the man said Atlas smiled and climbed the ladder. "This is the life," Atlas said as he took off his hidden armor and got a glass of juice. He flew off and the L.O.N.E. could be seen on the right side of the chopper.

Username: Raikouken Kiri
RL Name: Brandon L. Blazer
Roleplay Name: Brandon Lee
RL Age: 16
Branch: Navy SEALs
Sex: Male
Bio:
Anything important to consider: No
Roleplay Experience/Expertise: About four guilds and about nine RPs, a couple of medieval/Sengoku RPs, and 2 modern.

Roleplay Sample: Brandon ducked behind cover and reported in, "Senior Chief Petty Officer Lee, reporting in. There seems to be a lot of resistance, I haven't been seen yet, but I'm not sure how long that could last, over." When the reply came in Brandon grimaced, "understood sir, over and out." Lee pulled the charging lever on his sopmod M4 back and racked a round in the chamber; he probaby had about 23 rounds left in the magazine, and only three spares. It would have to do.

Username: _Eurydora_
RL Name: I'd rather not say, sorry. ^^''
Roleplay Name: Tihian "Tihi" Remorant
RL Age: 18
Branch: Infantry
Sex: Female
Bio: A fast learner and very sharp minded, the only thing that's deadlier than her eyes (she tends to 'glare daggers', so to speak) is her tongue. That in itself, unfortunately, has caused many problems for her in the long run: her family sees her as nothing more than an impudent, rude daughter with little tact, and so finds herself entered into the military in order to 'straighten' herself out. Not that she'd let herself succumb to any of it- she is very vocal and won't hesitate to speak her mind, even if it gets her into trouble. That's the only real quality about her that anyone can easily identify from her: she's honest (almost brutally so) about many things, especially with her opinions of people.
Anything important to consider: She likes to learn and take part in new things, but be prepared to work with a sharp tongue and snide comments. That, and beware: ask her for an opinion on someone or something, and you may get more than you bargained for.
Roleplay Experience/Expertise: I've roleplayed for several years (4~5 years), though I took a year or two break off of Gaia and roleplaying after my account was hacked. I haven't had as much time to get back into it as I'd been before, but I seek to reacquaint myself to my old, roleplaying habits.

Roleplay Sample:

She didn't hate her parents- how could she? They brought her into this world, nurtured her since she was a helpless infant, and taught her the many lessons of life that would've otherwise been gained from brutal experience. In addition, a roof over her head, a full stomach, and a fairly decent education was allotted to her, even if she was expelled early for chewing out her principal in front of the entire school. But, aside from their constant complaining and grumbling about her being useless and too sharp-tongued for any man to like, there was no real reason for Tihian to hate her parents. Until now.

As the envelope and its contents lay strewn on the floor in front of her, she merely stared into the empty space in her hand in which the letter had been. That letter- had she read it correctly? Was this some kind of sick joke, played by her parents on her in order to extract some sort of sick, dysfunctional revenge from her? With her birthday but a few days away, this was far from being funny; quite the opposite, actually. According to the letters on the stationary she'd been given, it listed the date, time, and location in which she'd have to be today in order to catch a bus that was soon to come. That, along with the fact that said bus would be carting her off to the military, intent on making a 'real soldier' out of her in order to better serve the country. Aside from the fact that she hated straining herself physically and mentally, the idea of throwing herself into the midst of battle and potentially dying before she could even make heads and tails of it all seemed all too unnatural for her.

Still lost in her own thoughts, Tihian moved to collect the discarded letter from the floor below, barely aware of the actions she conducted. A feeling of dread, coupled by paranoia and fear, came over her then, making her stomach churn and twist itself. As though to rid herself of the burden, she ran to the adjacent room, seeking out the paper shredder as an antidote to save her from this curse. The only problem was that the machine was now being blocked by her parents, along with a large duffel bag that was fully packed and ready to go. In their hands lay a similar letter and form- no, it was the exact same letter that lay in her own- a copy, to ensure that her fate was unavoidable. To make matters worse, her parents exchanged looks with each harboring a secretive, snide smile on their faces, before promptly picking up and throwing the bag into Tihian. Without a moment's hesitation, she felt herself being dragged to the door and thrown outside onto the front yard, falling hard onto the ground while the large duffel bag landed on top of her. As it knocked the breath of out her, she struggled to stand, even as her own family stood in the doorway, as though to prevent her return.

"Go," they said coldly, their eyes hard and unyielding. "Hurry up and become someone that we'll no longer be embarrassed to call our own."

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Username: Swirly Naruto
RL Name: Naruto Uzumaki
Roleplay Name: Keith Freeman
RL Age: 20
Branch: Infantry
Sex: Male
Bio: If it's optional, why write it?
Anything important to consider: N/A
Roleplay Experience/Expertise: I've been roleplaying for a long while now. I usually practipate in Fantasy or Real life RolePlays so RPing here will be something different for me.

Roleplay Sample: Keith glared coldly through the window of the bus. He sighed and closed his tired eyes. A recruit. That was his current situation. Of course, Keith didn't bother about that - his life long dream was to serve the military, but he felt kind of worried. Worried not about himself, but about his family. Keith left his mother and three young children to handle by themselves...Alone. That wasn't what Keith wanted, but his dream to become a soldier was stronger than the sorrow for his families safety. Therefore he was on his way. But Keith never knew how painful is his decision, yet.

Username: Latino886
RL Name: (Optional) highly classified
Roleplay Name: Armando "Diablo" Sanchez
RL Age: 13
RP Age: 25
Branch: USMC
Sex: male
Bio: (Optional) (charachter) Growing up in the jungles of colombia Armando was kidnapped by the FARC at 15 and trained as a gurilla fighter. ( years lateer he was released and works as a private hitman until he was recrited by multiple gaian militaries
Anything important to consider: Speaks fluent spanish, Is the lead sniper instructor in the Gaian Military Command Center (G.M.C.C.)
Roleplay Experience/Expertise: Master Sergeant in G.M.C.C., sniper, member of at last count I think around 5 gaian military guilds

Roleplay Sample:
In the mountain deserts of afghanistan Diablo begins his climb to an outcrop on one of the many afghani mountains to set up his sniper hide. "damn I new the mountain was tall but this is rediculous. Well I'll give it a shot." he said as he slung his custom M-40 onto his back and began to traverse the mountain. All along the way diablo kept an eye out for hazardous fauna and enemy boobie traps.

Apon reaching his assigned ledge Diablo set up his usual precautions. Claymores, along all alternate entry ways and set up easy access to his primary and secondary routes of escape. Finaly, he covered himself in the cloak that nearly exactly matched the rock of the mountain and set up for the once in a century shot on the famed terrorist cell leader Iusal-bin-hassaf. He zeroed in for windage and distance at a bush near the runway 900 meters away where Iusal would be landing.

The small cessena airplane identified in the breifing began to aproach I could clearly see Iusal in the window. Waiting for the small craft to touchdown and power off were the longest 6 minutes of Diablo's life. But he knew that any air movement near the target would throw off the shot. Hm it is a strange twist of fait where one begins to think of another human being as a target. But Diablo was never trained to be a philosapher so he merely did his job.

As Iusal finally stepped away from the plane Diablo saw him utter something to an aid-de-camp. Diablo hoped he had meaningful last words as he began to slow and ultimately hold his breath for the shot. Aiming for the heart Diablo slowly pulled the trigger. A mere moment passed between the release of the spring that set off a chain reaction that would end that man's life and his now lifeless body slumping to the floor.

Three seconds had passed between the time the bullet first cracked and the terrorists had figured enough out to return fire. But in that 3 seconds Diablo had already began on his way to the chopper that would take him home. He left nothing behind but a pool of blood and some claymores for his Hadjii friends to find.

Username: Airforce_Freak6678
RL Name: Robert
Roleplay Name:I dont really have one I just use Freak while RPing...
RL Age: 15
Branch: None atm (Ambassador/CNC from Novus) Might join the Air Force Branch
Sex: M
Bio: Classified
Anything important to consider: Maybe....
Roleplay Experience/Expertise: A good amount, I am not sure where most of my skill lies.

Roleplay Sample: (One I like)
Freak picked up the phone, with out dialing again, he said "Cancel the ICBM alert, I repeat DO NOT LAUNCH."
Freak walked to the bridge;
"ATTENTION ON DECK!" yelled a communication officer while he was a good 10 feet from the door, as he entered the bridge he approached the Scott CO, at attention. This was odd seeing as normally would not respond to a call of attention because it was usually for him. "As you were, Captain I need a helicopter transport to the Goliath ASAP."
The captain replied "Yes sir, there is a UH-60 that just landed and finished off loading troops."
"Good hold it for me."
"Yes Sir."
Freak ran to the waiting black hawk who had already been given the destination, Freak tapped the pilot on the shoulder and pointed up, the UH-60 lifted off the carrier deck and he was off. About 30 minutes passed by and the Goliath was in sight, Freak pulled up an M4, checked it, and loaded it, he thought "For good measure"
Three minutes later, the blackhawk almost touched down on the ship but hovered about two feet off the deck, just close enough for me to jump off. Out I went and the UH-60 was gone, over the radio I gave the order "I want a security team on this ship 3 hours ago" I walked up to sam "So who is going to do all the paper work for this?"

Sample 2: (More n00bish some people might say but I like it the same as the first)

((A bit of sorta random RP))
(Held in Hanger)
At the ceremony there were all the branch COs and decorated guests such as Rib, and the founder Scott, and many more.
The passing on of command ceremony:
Vash:*gives a speech*"General Airforce_freak6678 please come up here."
*I walk up the middle row of seats in the hanger*
Vash:" Freak congratulations on this tremendous mile stone in your life and In Novus History." *He said as he was pinning the five stars to my shoulders*
Airforce_freak6678: *I take one step back the room is ordered to attention by a random and unrecognizable voice. I then snap to attention salute and say:* "General of the Air Force Airforce_freak6678 requesting permission to take command of the Novus Military, sir."
Vash:*salutes back* " Permission granted"
*We switch positions*
Vash: *salutes* "General of The Air Force Vash_The_Legendary_Ace requesting permission to fall into the ranks of the retired Commanders, sir."
Freak:"Granted" *relinquishes salute*
Vash: *Shakes my hand* "Congratulations."
Freak: *shakes back* "Thank you sir"
*Vash falls out, I turn to the podium to give a speech*
*I give the command: As you were and everyone sits*
Freak:" In my time here I have seen branches created, command change twice including to me, branches change entirely, branches come together, and most of all the team work of people eager to help one another and the world of gaia. I now take position of Commander in Chief of the Novus Military in the hopes of getting more members, advancing our reaches, and reorganizing so that it is never again needed."
*The command ATTENTION is shouted as well as PRESENT ARMS, I get off of the stage, the command ORDER ARMS is given and that is the end.*