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 Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 6:37 pm
PRIMARY INFORMATION
Username: Doc Fuzz54
SubGroup: Marines
Roleplay Name: Cid 'Comic' Richards
Age: 22
Bio: Cid grew in a military family, and he hated it, so he never wanted to join the military until he was 22. He was fired from his job, and the military seemed like a good idea, so he enrolled. Also he got the nickname Comic by being a comic book geek when he was kid.
SECONDARY INFORMATION
Team: Alpha
Role: Marksmen(soon), then Sniper
Primary Weapon or Vehicle: L96A1
Secondary Weapon: MP5 silenced
Armor: (Apocalypse)
Accessories: Bowie knife, M84 flashbangs (3), tactical light
Other Information: Comic is a writer.
Rank: E-1
Roleplay Sample:
Cid was trudging through the jungle swamp, with his M16 held over his head, following three over men, and one followed him. As they exited the swamp, the leader of the group Lt. Duke made sure everyone was ready to infiltrate the base. Everyone was ready. So they moved forward, all ready for action. The base they where going to infiltrate was supposed to be a small base with maybe ten or twelve hostile in it. The mission was to retrieve intel stored in the base. It all seem easy enough. But when they arrived at the base the outside of was empty. So they moved forward careful into the building, this time Cid was in the back of their formation. The team surveyed the building and found nothing. They obviously knew that the squad was coming, so they left. But as the squad was exiting the building, a man the team missed came running out of a closet and shot Cid twice in the stomach. And But Cid unload almost half clip into the man as he fell to the ground. Cid was a goner without immediate medical attention, and there was no medic on the squad.
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 2:06 pm
PRIMARY INFORMATION
Username: Friar Thomas
SubGroup: ?
Roleplay Name: Greg Fitz
Age: 19
Bio: Gregory Fitz was born in New York City. His father like many fathers was a dead beat, at least that was what he was always taught. His mother, having three other children worked two steady jobs in order to keep food on the table. Greg hated his life. He saw how many people within the city were as poor if not worse off than him and he vowed that he wouldn't live like that forever. When Greg turned sixteen he joined a street gang, and started causing problems throughout the city until one of his friends from early childhood ended up getting shot in a drive by shooting at age 18. Greg knew he had no other choice but to leave the gang or to end up another kid in New York city dead, with no identification. He didn't want to be just another body so he made a decision, he would join the military, gain a sense of unity and identity.
A month later Greg ran away from the gang and enlisted. Within a few weeks he was sent to boot camp and now is waiting to see where he will be placed.
SECONDARY INFORMATION
Team: Gamma
Role: Sniper/ DM
Primary Weapon or Vehicle: sig550 sniper rifle
Secondary Weapon: Desert Eagle
Armor: (Apocalypse)
Accessories: Night Vision Goggles
M67 Frag grenade
M18 Smoke bomb
Uni green laser sight
Thermal imaging scope
Other Information:
Rank: Private?
Roleplay Sample:Greg sat atop the hill taking the wind direction into consideration. As he gazed down the scope he began looking for the officer of the group. There was only one, from what he could see. They obviously weren't expecting a sniper to be anywhere around the area. It was just supposed to be a meeting between two groups, a meeting that he was supposed to disrupt. A few minutes later Greg watched as another van pulled up and another officer stepped out. It would be difficult, there were now three officers and he was using a bolt action rifle. By the time he pulled the trigger and pulled back the bolt, the other two officers could easily get in cover. The first though would be easy, as the shot would be unexpected.
As he lined up the shot Greg held his breath and waited. Everything seemed fine and his spotter told him that he was ready. Now all he had to do is wait for the opportune shot.
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