Post by Domoa on Apr 9, 2011 13:53:50 GMT -5
Faction & Division: UNSC Marines
Rank: Corporal
Name: Saul Abrams
Race: Human
Age: 26
Height: 5’9
Weight: 180 lbs
Appearance: Saul has short black hair and a bit of a goatee. Has a tattoo of a snake going down his left arm.
Strengths: He’s physically pretty strong. He also has good aim.
Weaknesses: Not very respectful to his superiors and has bad temper. Has a tendency to get into fights when he shouldn’t.
Biography: Saul was born in the year 2505 in Pirth City on the planet of Arcadia. His father owned a freighter named the Space Skiff, and was a merchant while his mother stayed home and took care of Saul and his older brother, Jacob, who was four years older than him.
In high school, Saul was a trouble maker and frequently got into fights. Getting in trouble so much made it difficult for him to get good grades. After his brother graduated high school, he moved to Harvest to be a farmer. During Saul’s third year of high school, his father got into a terrible accident at a spaceport and wasn’t able to work for awhile. This and Saul’s bad grades made it nearly impossible for him to get into college.
Saul got a job at a weapons factory to help support his father with the help of Jacob. Two years later, 2525, Jacob died during the glassing of Harvest. That’s when Saul decided to join the UNSC marines to avenge his brother. After boot camp, he was sent to Harvest.
His first mission there was to defend a UNSC outpost, from Covenant forces. Most of the marines were killed, but the few survivors were promoted. Saul was promoted to Lance Corporal. His next mission was to bring supplies to another UNSC base. During an ambush, Covenant forces killed the team’s leader. Saul took charge after that and led the troops to the base. He was then promoted to Corporal.
NPCs:
Lance Corporal Keith ‘Doc’ Wilson: The team’s medic, Keith was born on Harvest in the year 2507. He’s kind of tall and skinny, and has longish light brown hair. He’s pretty smart, but is also pessimistic.
Private Sebastian Meyers: A rifleman, Sebastian was born in Australia in the year 2509. He has dark brown hair that’s almost completely shaved and a slight beard. He doesn’t like following orders and gets in fights with Saul a lot.
Private First Class Kaytie McGill: The team’s designated marksman, she was born on Mars in the year 2507. She has medium length red hair. She doesn’t talk much and is extremely stealthy.
Private First Class Jesus Rodriguez: The team’s portable machine gunner, born on Luna in the year 2510. He has shaved black hair and a small mustache. He tries to stay out of the way and only really talks when he needs to. He’s sort of the ‘driver’ of the team.
Private Neil Peterson: A rifleman, born in the Chicago Industrial Zone in the year 2513. He has short blond hair and a scar on his left cheek. He’s the new guy of the group and has little combat experience.
RP Sample: The APC warthog was driving down a dirt path in the jungles of Arcadia, driving it was PFC Jesus Rodriguez. Saul was in the passenger seat while everyone else was in the back. The objective of their mission was to take a Covenant prisoner to a UNSC outpost. The prisoner was an Unggoy deacon who had been found at some forerunner ruins.
Rodriguez swerved off the path as soon as he spotted a shade turret on guard. “Doc, how’s the grunt holding up?” asked Saul.
Doc jabbed the struggling alien with his magnum and looked back at his corporal. “He seems kind of pissed off.”
“Brace yourselves!” warned Rodriquez as he accelerated the ‘hog towards a small trench in the ground. The vehicle passed over and headed back over to the road. A couple grunts ran from behind trees to attack the team but were quickly splattered by the ‘hog.
“We should be there in five minutes at this rate.” reported the driver. As if on cue the ‘hog flipped over a rock, flinging the marines and their prisoner out. The ‘hog had been rendered useless when it slammed into a nearby tree.
“Is everyone okay?” asked Corporal Abrams.
“Yeah, but the grunt seems to be wounded.” reported Doc.
“Peterson! Carry the prisoner.” ordered the corporal.
The private just nodded and picked up the grunt. The fireteam continued onwards to their objective. After about a minute of walking, Meyers started carrying the prisoner to help out the younger private. Then out of nowhere, appeared three grunts and a jackal. Luckily the jackal didn’t have a shield and PFC McGill was able to take it out with two shots from her DMR.
The marines the scattered for cover as two more grunts appeared, one was wearing white armour. Saul had jumped behind a tree trunk and fired at a nearby grunt. He then pulled out a grenade and tossed it into a middle of the grunts. Like he had hoped, the explosion scattered the aliens so his fireteam could finish them off.
The corporal looked up into the sky to see a pelican flying down to pick them up. As soon as the bird touched the ground, they all piled in.
Rank: Corporal
Name: Saul Abrams
Race: Human
Age: 26
Height: 5’9
Weight: 180 lbs
Appearance: Saul has short black hair and a bit of a goatee. Has a tattoo of a snake going down his left arm.
Strengths: He’s physically pretty strong. He also has good aim.
Weaknesses: Not very respectful to his superiors and has bad temper. Has a tendency to get into fights when he shouldn’t.
Biography: Saul was born in the year 2505 in Pirth City on the planet of Arcadia. His father owned a freighter named the Space Skiff, and was a merchant while his mother stayed home and took care of Saul and his older brother, Jacob, who was four years older than him.
In high school, Saul was a trouble maker and frequently got into fights. Getting in trouble so much made it difficult for him to get good grades. After his brother graduated high school, he moved to Harvest to be a farmer. During Saul’s third year of high school, his father got into a terrible accident at a spaceport and wasn’t able to work for awhile. This and Saul’s bad grades made it nearly impossible for him to get into college.
Saul got a job at a weapons factory to help support his father with the help of Jacob. Two years later, 2525, Jacob died during the glassing of Harvest. That’s when Saul decided to join the UNSC marines to avenge his brother. After boot camp, he was sent to Harvest.
His first mission there was to defend a UNSC outpost, from Covenant forces. Most of the marines were killed, but the few survivors were promoted. Saul was promoted to Lance Corporal. His next mission was to bring supplies to another UNSC base. During an ambush, Covenant forces killed the team’s leader. Saul took charge after that and led the troops to the base. He was then promoted to Corporal.
NPCs:
Lance Corporal Keith ‘Doc’ Wilson: The team’s medic, Keith was born on Harvest in the year 2507. He’s kind of tall and skinny, and has longish light brown hair. He’s pretty smart, but is also pessimistic.
Private Sebastian Meyers: A rifleman, Sebastian was born in Australia in the year 2509. He has dark brown hair that’s almost completely shaved and a slight beard. He doesn’t like following orders and gets in fights with Saul a lot.
Private First Class Kaytie McGill: The team’s designated marksman, she was born on Mars in the year 2507. She has medium length red hair. She doesn’t talk much and is extremely stealthy.
Private First Class Jesus Rodriguez: The team’s portable machine gunner, born on Luna in the year 2510. He has shaved black hair and a small mustache. He tries to stay out of the way and only really talks when he needs to. He’s sort of the ‘driver’ of the team.
Private Neil Peterson: A rifleman, born in the Chicago Industrial Zone in the year 2513. He has short blond hair and a scar on his left cheek. He’s the new guy of the group and has little combat experience.
RP Sample: The APC warthog was driving down a dirt path in the jungles of Arcadia, driving it was PFC Jesus Rodriguez. Saul was in the passenger seat while everyone else was in the back. The objective of their mission was to take a Covenant prisoner to a UNSC outpost. The prisoner was an Unggoy deacon who had been found at some forerunner ruins.
Rodriguez swerved off the path as soon as he spotted a shade turret on guard. “Doc, how’s the grunt holding up?” asked Saul.
Doc jabbed the struggling alien with his magnum and looked back at his corporal. “He seems kind of pissed off.”
“Brace yourselves!” warned Rodriquez as he accelerated the ‘hog towards a small trench in the ground. The vehicle passed over and headed back over to the road. A couple grunts ran from behind trees to attack the team but were quickly splattered by the ‘hog.
“We should be there in five minutes at this rate.” reported the driver. As if on cue the ‘hog flipped over a rock, flinging the marines and their prisoner out. The ‘hog had been rendered useless when it slammed into a nearby tree.
“Is everyone okay?” asked Corporal Abrams.
“Yeah, but the grunt seems to be wounded.” reported Doc.
“Peterson! Carry the prisoner.” ordered the corporal.
The private just nodded and picked up the grunt. The fireteam continued onwards to their objective. After about a minute of walking, Meyers started carrying the prisoner to help out the younger private. Then out of nowhere, appeared three grunts and a jackal. Luckily the jackal didn’t have a shield and PFC McGill was able to take it out with two shots from her DMR.
The marines the scattered for cover as two more grunts appeared, one was wearing white armour. Saul had jumped behind a tree trunk and fired at a nearby grunt. He then pulled out a grenade and tossed it into a middle of the grunts. Like he had hoped, the explosion scattered the aliens so his fireteam could finish them off.
The corporal looked up into the sky to see a pelican flying down to pick them up. As soon as the bird touched the ground, they all piled in.
