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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 11:29 pm
YOU ARE HERE!
((Teigra: Approved! *grins evilly, already plotting*))
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 11:58 pm
WARNING! YOU ARE ENTERING A RESTRICTED AREA!
Name: Charles Mariston Age: 24 Gender: Male Pokemon: Zubat
Starting Stage (Pokemon or human): Human
Physical Description if Starting Human: Short Brown hair, green eyes. Wearing military issue work coveralls, with combat jacket and boots. Usually carries a military issue suppressed bolt action combat rifle. Personality: Sociopathic and borderline Psychotic (off his meds anyway) History: Charles joined the Military at 18, and never looked back. His family was proud of him, and they saw him off, but they rarely talked to him after that. Training went easy for him, and he had a natural talent on the target range, so he quickly joined up with the Special Forces, becoming a crack military sniper. His first deployment landed him off in the Honen region, on a 'bug' hunt. They were to take down any sort of Pokemon that was deemed 'unsafe'.
Unfortunately, they found one such Pokemon.
His brush with Kyrogue would change his mind forever.
His team was slaughtered, and he was laid up for months in the medical ward. He was the only one left alive out of a ten man team. He did not take it well.
They talked about releasing him from active duty, but he had a sudden recovery and was given a clean bill of health. But he was a different man. Colder, brutal, a bit of a Sociopath.
Nobody really minded.
At current he is part of a quick move strike team, sent to investigate areas of interest for the Armed Forces.
Areas like CRONUS.
Strengths: Headstrong, Marksman, Military Trained Weaknesses: By the book, Off Kilter, Might be suffering PTSD
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 11:59 pm
YOU MUST TURN AROUND AND LEAVE NOW! YOU HAVE FIVE SECONDS TO COMPLY OR YOU WILL BE SHOT!
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 12:00 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 12:01 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 12:02 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 12:03 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 12:04 am
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 12:05 am
BANG! *reload* BANG! *reload* BANG! *reload* BANG! *reload*
...
You gone?
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 12:06 am
Well I told you, you had five seconds to comply, it's not my fault you run slow!
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 12:07 am
Oh walk it off you baby, it's only a bullet wound!
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 12:09 am
That's right, hobble that butt outta here...
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 12:10 am
Move it! Move it! Come on! Faster! Faster! Hustle son! Hustle!
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 12:11 am
I don't know but I've been told...
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Posted: Thu Aug 07, 2008 12:11 am
What? You think I'm here to entertain you or somethin? Get outta here.
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