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 Posted: Mon Oct 27, 2008 7:40 pm
*brutally maims, stabs, and eventually kills the typo* huff... puff..... huff....
Go... harem... squadron.... twisted
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 10:39 am
Gaian Name: Chibi-Teddo -General Name: L. Gekko von Drethenmëir Age: 42 Height: 6'9" Weight: 260 lbs Species: Drathonian Job: Pilot Rank: Specialist ( officially Colonel ) -Psychological Personality: Calculating, honorable, intelligent, professional, dedicated Likes: flying, dogfights, pilots Dislikes: cheating, insubordination Goals: To serve Drathos -History Short History: According to Terran Naval Intelligence, Drethenmëir, AKA the Baron, is the most skilled pilot in the entirety of the the Drathonian legions. A career soldier, he has turned down command posts in favor of flying the most deadly of missions. The Baron is greatly respected on Drathos, and holds a considerable amount of sway in both the political and military domains. -Notes Appearance: Unlike most Drathonians, the Baron has a very short snout. His head rounds off into a somewhat wedged shape. His head is considerably larger than other Drathonians, and biologically he represents the cream of the Drathonian crop. His brain is approximately 1.4x larger than the average Drathonian, and he displays mental capacity at least 4x that of the standard Drathonian officer. Distinguishing characteristics: Uniquely shaped head, very upright posture. Lizard von Drethenmëir 
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Posted: Sun Nov 23, 2008 3:57 pm
.... Is this serious or are you just bringing the joke back up for the lulz?
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 7:33 pm
Do I look like I'm joking? 
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 10:10 pm
Well, well, well. Steven could end up with a rival....goody....
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Posted: Mon Nov 24, 2008 10:47 pm
He's actually quite scrawny for a drathonian.
He also reminds me of Baron Fel from the 181st fighter wing in starwars.
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Posted: Wed Dec 03, 2008 1:55 pm
So.... is he accepted or denied?
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2009 3:47 pm
I suppose he could be accepted, but he would kind of have very limited usage. What do you say he becomes an NPC that is mainly controlled by Chibi?
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2009 3:59 pm
(couldn't help myself, Straken)
Gaian Name: Scouter Kai
-General
Name: Rhiannon Bell
Age:18
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 120
Species: Terran
Job: Pilot Cadet
Rank:Trainee
-Psychological
Personality: Rhiannon Is normally a very calm and withdrawn person, always within herself or a book or some other such thing. She very rarely opens up to people, and seems to have some odd minor fear of men.
Likes: Piloting, reading, cookies.
Dislikes: Perverts, mechanical failure, bitter foods.
Goals: Become a pilot in the terran Navy like her parents.
-History
Short History: Rhiannon grew up aboard a Terran colony in Altres, not knowing much of the Milky Way Galaxy. She knew her parents, who would visit her on leave every chance they got,but she still lived with her grandparents. She grew up rather secluded in her own home, and wasn't able to play with the other children often, because of an Altresian mystic having told her fortune, saying that she was cursed in love, that when she found her true love, she would be taken from them. To avoid such a fate, she was mostly sheltered from the idea of love(romantically anyway) but this could not go on forever. When she discovered her 'fate' she decided that it was hokey, but old superstitions die hard and she carries with herself a fear of attachment to men, lest something terrible befall her. On her way to the Academy, the recruit sitting next to her groped her. She's angry about that.
-Notes
Appearance: Rhiannon is rather average in just about every way, with blond hair and blue eyes, skin that isn't too pale or too tan, she isn't especially 'gifted' physically, and is really rather average in height.
Distinguishing characteristics: the one thing that makes Rhiannon different form the average girl is her strikingly beautiful face. she could be a supermodel if she had the body for it.
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Posted: Fri Jan 09, 2009 11:47 pm
......... xp
wow Kei, just, wow...
between this profile, all the new pilots in Green Squadrons, and the wedding invitation, Steven is just getting all sorts of love from you guys
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Posted: Sun Jan 11, 2009 9:52 am
von drethenmëir will nom you all.
and lol @ the grope girl :'D
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Posted: Wed Jan 14, 2009 6:10 pm
CadetNewb ((Well, I'd said I'd send you a character profile today, so here it is. If guild membership is required, I'm in. Just tell me what I need to do. Is a writing sample needed?)) Gaian Name: CadetNewb -General Name: Cibo Malinowski Age: 28 Height: 6'1'' Weight: 117 lbs Species: Terran Job: Intelligence Agent Rank: Private Second Class -Psychological Personality: She is mildly schizophrenic as a product of her experiences and tends to swing from tired and angry to energetic and happy from time to time. Now described as a witch by her former acquaintances. Likes: Alcohol, Drugs, People who dislike Drathonians, Her Old Job, Torturing Drathonians (Part of Her Work) Dislikes: Rehab, Drathonians; many things. Goals: Reacquire her previous rank, do well at it and make Drathonians suffer. History: During the evacuation of her home planet fourteen years ago, she had witnessed the atrocities of the Drathonian war machine firsthand like many, many others. The civilian vessel she was fleeing in was still limping away when it was boarded; Her eldest sibling, a sister, was a pilot who made an emergency landing inside the fleeing vessel moments before the enemy boarding parties arrived. Cibo was there to greet her as soon as she found out her eldest sibling sister was making a landing. Instead of a hug from her elder sister, she ended up killing a small squad of Blasters, only to drag her mortally wounded older sister to the middling brother.As the years gone by, Cibo found she excelled at anything and everything that pertained to Intelligence Work while her older brother preferred to "take it to 'em" in the form of a Terran Marine. She'd even found love in the form of a fellow Captain. However, she was dumped on the eve of battle, and the ship she was on ended up boarded; the enemy forced their way to the bridge. She soon watched as her older brother and last living sibling was "painted" on the walls by a particularly energetic Smasher. After the battle, she proceeded to excessively use her "Advanced Interrogation" skills on her ex-boyfriend as a way of coping with the sudden loss. A scandal ensued and she found herself a Private once more; after that, she found herself a Closet Alcoholic and Drug addict. These traits she hides very well but was found out at once point by a fluke and forced into Rehab; her skills were indispensable and she couldn't be so easily dismissed. She'd been working her way up ever since. She now finds herself transferred to "Battle Hymn" and is once again alone. -Notes Appearance: She was once pretty and would be still of not for her demeanor. Piercing blue eyes stand out from her long black hair. Her body, though modest, is enticing. As of late, she has shown little emotion on her face. What emotions she does show has been known to have crew members waking up from horrifying nightmares; the rumors that surround her are of horrifying legend but in truth, are very, very exaggerated. Distinguishing Characteristics: While on the field, none whatsoever due to her selection of clothing. Among "friends", her piercing blue eyes contrast with the general shadow of darkness that she brings with her. Bladed instruments can be rarely heard tinkling on the inside of her uniform. ((If heroes were a kind of chocolate, I'd have them as dark. This character is made to acquaint me to Battle Hymn and also serve as part of an "Awkward Duo" arrangement I've come up with. Remember the Drathonian like person I'd mentioned? I hope this introduces a welcome layer of complexity and intrigue.))
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Posted: Thu Jan 15, 2009 5:28 pm
Gaian Name: Snake311
-General
Name:Frank Lumes
Age:33
Height:5' 6"
Weight:130 lb.
Species:Terran
Job:Weapons Specialist
Rank razz rivate
-Psychological
Personality: Frank Lumes is a rather reserved person most of the time. He is quick to scorn and hate some one that is ever rude or gets in his way while he treats people who are courteous and helpful with respect. He also has great respect for his superiors with great devotion. At most times it seems like he plays favorites... He usually does. is a kind person that will always try to help to his best abilities.
Frank keeps himself busy all the time, even when he has down time he finds more work to do. When he is not working he is probably eating or sleeping. He is also smart but usually has nothing to add to any conversation.
Likes:Big guns, working, and sleeping.
Dislikes:Annoying people, and weapon malfunctions.
Goals:To never "get in the way of things."
-History
Short History: Frank had a pretty normal up bringing. He had one mother, and one father... of course. He coasted through his child hood and his teen years until he hit the age of eighteen. Upon hitting that age he moved out and got a job. Frank lost touch with his friends and family, never spoke to them again after moving away.
After about six months Frank lost interest in his job, he felt it was boring and going nowhere, so he quit. Almost immediately he decided to enlist in the military because like most decisions he has made in the past, it seemed like a good idea. He became a weapon specialist, mainly because it seemed like a good choice at the time. Strangely, his new job became his passion, loving the position ever since he took it.
-Notes
Appearance: Frank keeps his hair cleanly cut at a medium length. His hair is dark brown with some light brown highlights. His eyes are also brown. He has light skin with very few blemishes. His only civilian clothes is a pair of long black pants and a black t-shirt, but you will never catch Frank wearing them because he is always in his uniform.
Distinguishing characteristics: None, he does not like to attract unneeded attention.
((I wrote this up kinda fast, so if it needs improvement, which I think there could be, let me know.))
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Posted: Thu Jan 15, 2009 7:28 pm
On the history/psycholigical: How did the drathonian attacks 14 years ago (when he was 19) affect him? did he lose family members? was his home damaged, did he get many friends drafted away to fight? what job did he have before becoming a weapons specialist, and why did he leave? how did he become so passionate about weapons? Quote: He usually does. is a kind person that will always try to help to his best abilities. something's missing.... Anyway, it needs a bit more meat. Spelling and Grammar are mostly on par, so not much there. Color it up, okay? I need to see that you can. Thanks. ~kai
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Posted: Thu Jan 15, 2009 8:17 pm
((Thank you for pointing out that typo. Any way I think this is a bit better, or at least I hope so. I went into more detail. Put some of the things in that I left out.
Don't pull any punches when critiquing me. It will only make me write better. I remember, two or three years ago I couldn't write at all. It was through constructive criticism that I got better. I still think I can improve greatly.))
Gaian Name: Snake311
-General
Name:Frank Lumes
Age:33
Height:5' 6"
Weight:130 lb.
Species:Terran
Job:Weapons Specialist
Rank razz rivate
-Psychological
Personality: Frank Lumes is a rather reserved person most of the time. He is quick to scorn and hate some one that is ever rude or gets in his way while he treats people who are courteous and helpful with respect. He also has great respect for his superiors with great devotion. At most times it seems like he plays favorites, and he does. He is a kind person that will always try to help to his best abilities.
Frank keeps himself busy all the time, even when he has down time he finds more work to do. When he is not working he is probably eating or sleeping. You can say that his only passion is his job, only looking happy or content when he is manning or maintaining the guns. At most other times he has a dull look on his face.
He is also smart but usually has nothing to add to any conversation.
Likes:Big guns, working, and caffeine
Dislikes:Annoying people, and downtime.
Goals:To never "get in the way of things."
-History
Short History: Frank had a pretty normal up bringing. He had one mother, and one father... of course. He coasted through his child hood and his teen years until he hit the age of eighteen. Upon hitting that age he moved out and got a job. Frank lost touch with his friends and family, never spoke to them again after moving away.
Franks first job was simple grocery store clerk. Nothing special. It was a simple job, which seemed like the best choice at the time since he had just moved away and needed a source of income fast. Though, he grew bored of it quickly. There was some sort of mediocrity that comes with stocking shelves and bagging food items day in and day out. Frank just knew that there must be something better out there for him, his true calling if you will.
After about six months Frank lost interest in his job, he felt it was boring and going nowhere, so he quit. Almost immediately he decided to enlist in the military because like most decisions he has made in the past, it seemed like a good idea. He became a weapon specialist, mainly because it seemed like a good choice at the time. Strangely, his new job became his passion, loving the position ever since he took it. He likes the sense of power and responsibility that comes with manning and maintaining the giant turrets of the war ships. It seemed like his true calling.
Another six months passed since he enlisted in the service, the Drathonian invasion hit his homeland. As far as he knows, all is family and most of his friends are dead. Frank just continued on continuing on, he had cut most of his ties when he moved away, and then again when he enlisted all in name of starting fresh.
-Notes
Appearance: Frank keeps his hair cleanly cut at a medium length. His hair is dark brown with some light brown highlights. His eyes are also brown. He has light skin with very few blemishes. His only civilian clothes is a pair of long black pants and a black t-shirt, but you will never catch Frank wearing them because he is always in his uniform.
Distinguishing characteristics: None, he does not like to attract unneeded attention.
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