Final Warrior
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Think of this RPG as something along the lines of Universal Disturbance + Halo.
STORY:
Type (Pure or Clone):
Age:
Gender:
Specialty (explained below):
Height:
Weight:
Equipment (Must match specialty):
History:
NOTES: We need to have at least 4 Clones.
Team Leaders will be chosen by how good of an RPer they are, and whether or not their character fits the role.
Specialties are: Rifleman, Automatic Rifleman (AKA Gunner), Sniper, Demolitions Expert, Weapons Expert, Covert Operator
Weapons: You can make your own, just don't make them overpowering, etc. Remember, this is only 52 years in the future. However, you can have a PROTOTYPE laser/beam weapon.
Type: Pure
Age: 23 Earth Years
Specialty: Rifleman
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 128 LBS
Equipment: AR-78 Assault Rifle with scope, laser sight, optional silencer. Compatible with standard 5.56 mm rounds and .50 cal sniper rounds. Leo's personal model is more compact, slightly quieter, comes with a stabilizer (sp?) to reduce recoil, and has a 40 mm M258 grenade launcher.
Modified Battle Armor (issued to all trainees of the DREAM MAKER project). This armor has been modified and given integrated night/thermal sensors, thermal shielding, a ceramic/depleted uranium armor upgrade for more protection, an under-armor layer of crystal for data/AI storage, thought-readers and servos so as to improve the already improved reaction times and speed of the trainees.
6 HE Grenades
6 Flashbangs
6 Chaff Grenades
Extra Ammo
Rations (enough for 168 Earth hours, equal to one week)
Self-Destruct Kit (Issued to all trainees. for Self-Destruction of suit and trainee, because they cannot be captured by the enemy)
History: Leo doesn't remember any of his family. He does have dreams about a tall, slender woman. He suspects she is his mother. He was inducted (or rather abducted) into this program at age 5, only a year after the first attacks by the Nagalisk. He has worked hard and trained even harder. However, he is most proud of the fact that he looked after EVERYONE on the Team, as they are know, even though he is taciturn, and talks little. That's how he got to his position of Squad Leader.
AS OF RIGHT NOW, THERE IS ENOUGH SPACE FOR EXACTLY 16 OTHER PEOPLE. IF ALL 16 SPOTS ARE NOT FILLED, I WILL LEAVE FILL THEM WITH NPC CHARACTERS, WHICH I WILL ASSIGN TO OTHER PLAYERS. IN THE EVENT THAT SOMEONE WISHES TO JOIN AFTER THIS RPG IS ALREADY STARTED AND HAS HAD A MINIMUM OF 20 POSTS REGARDING IN-GAME PLAY, THEN HE/SHE WILL HAVE TO PLAY AS ONE OF THE NPCs.
[RPG Begins]
0600 Hours, Somewhere deep underground on a large asteroid...
*The lights suddenly turn on and a robotic voice blares over the intercom.*
Intercom: All personnel, awake and head to mess hall for breakfast. DREAM MAKER Trainees, please go straight to the Command Room. I repeat, all personnel, awake and head to mess hall for breakfast. DREAM MAKER Trainees, please go straight to the Command Room.
Level C, Section 12, Room 128...
*Rustling is heard. laying on the bed is a person stretching and yawning. He throws back the covers and sits down on his bed for a few seconds. He then gets up, goes to a locker, puts his hand on the pad, waits a few seconds, and opens up said locker. He pulls out a neat, clean, just washed black and red uniform. On it is a little tag that says "PFC Leo Ervis, SL", which dignifies him as Private First Class Leo Ervis, Squad Leader. He walks through a door into a bathroom, and hangs up the uniform. He brushes his teeth, combs his long, parted blonde hair, washes his face, dries off, takes a piss, and dresses. He leaves the bathroom and heads out into the hall. He walks up to the adjoining room, where the rest of the Team bunks and bangs hard.*
Leo: *Thinks to self* They'd better wake quickly...
STORY:
BEGINNINGS
The year is 2056. Aliens called Nagalisk have started an assault on Human colony worlds, looking for slaves. A nation of radical-xenobiologists have joined them and aided them, having been promised safety. All the armies and nations of the Human race have joined together in hopes of defeating this new threat that seemingly knows of everything that the Humans have been doing. However, all the Humans can do is hold back the inevitable destruction of the Human race as we know it.A NEW WARRIOR
In hopes of defeating this threat, a top-secret, publicly unrecognized and denied-of project has begun. Codenamed "DREAM MAKER", this project employs biologically/cybernetically enhanced, genetically manipulated, psychologically and physically trained supersoldiers abducted and cloned from the greatest soldiers. The project's head, Commander Joeseph "Haymaker" Geans has personally trained each and everyone of this small, yet powerful battle unit. This project began with 100 trainees. 39 survived the beginning. Another 22 died of aftereffects. Now, only 17 remain. This team consisting of four (4) squads of 4 each is headed by the young Squad Leader, Leo "Psycho" Ervis.CHARACTER SHEET
Name:Type (Pure or Clone):
Age:
Gender:
Specialty (explained below):
Height:
Weight:
Equipment (Must match specialty):
History:
NOTES: We need to have at least 4 Clones.
Team Leaders will be chosen by how good of an RPer they are, and whether or not their character fits the role.
Specialties are: Rifleman, Automatic Rifleman (AKA Gunner), Sniper, Demolitions Expert, Weapons Expert, Covert Operator
Weapons: You can make your own, just don't make them overpowering, etc. Remember, this is only 52 years in the future. However, you can have a PROTOTYPE laser/beam weapon.
MY CHARACTER
Name: Leo "Psycho" ErvisType: Pure
Age: 23 Earth Years
Specialty: Rifleman
Height: 6' 3"
Weight: 128 LBS
Equipment: AR-78 Assault Rifle with scope, laser sight, optional silencer. Compatible with standard 5.56 mm rounds and .50 cal sniper rounds. Leo's personal model is more compact, slightly quieter, comes with a stabilizer (sp?) to reduce recoil, and has a 40 mm M258 grenade launcher.
Modified Battle Armor (issued to all trainees of the DREAM MAKER project). This armor has been modified and given integrated night/thermal sensors, thermal shielding, a ceramic/depleted uranium armor upgrade for more protection, an under-armor layer of crystal for data/AI storage, thought-readers and servos so as to improve the already improved reaction times and speed of the trainees.
6 HE Grenades
6 Flashbangs
6 Chaff Grenades
Extra Ammo
Rations (enough for 168 Earth hours, equal to one week)
Self-Destruct Kit (Issued to all trainees. for Self-Destruction of suit and trainee, because they cannot be captured by the enemy)
History: Leo doesn't remember any of his family. He does have dreams about a tall, slender woman. He suspects she is his mother. He was inducted (or rather abducted) into this program at age 5, only a year after the first attacks by the Nagalisk. He has worked hard and trained even harder. However, he is most proud of the fact that he looked after EVERYONE on the Team, as they are know, even though he is taciturn, and talks little. That's how he got to his position of Squad Leader.
AS OF RIGHT NOW, THERE IS ENOUGH SPACE FOR EXACTLY 16 OTHER PEOPLE. IF ALL 16 SPOTS ARE NOT FILLED, I WILL LEAVE FILL THEM WITH NPC CHARACTERS, WHICH I WILL ASSIGN TO OTHER PLAYERS. IN THE EVENT THAT SOMEONE WISHES TO JOIN AFTER THIS RPG IS ALREADY STARTED AND HAS HAD A MINIMUM OF 20 POSTS REGARDING IN-GAME PLAY, THEN HE/SHE WILL HAVE TO PLAY AS ONE OF THE NPCs.
[RPG Begins]
0600 Hours, Somewhere deep underground on a large asteroid...
*The lights suddenly turn on and a robotic voice blares over the intercom.*
Intercom: All personnel, awake and head to mess hall for breakfast. DREAM MAKER Trainees, please go straight to the Command Room. I repeat, all personnel, awake and head to mess hall for breakfast. DREAM MAKER Trainees, please go straight to the Command Room.
Level C, Section 12, Room 128...
*Rustling is heard. laying on the bed is a person stretching and yawning. He throws back the covers and sits down on his bed for a few seconds. He then gets up, goes to a locker, puts his hand on the pad, waits a few seconds, and opens up said locker. He pulls out a neat, clean, just washed black and red uniform. On it is a little tag that says "PFC Leo Ervis, SL", which dignifies him as Private First Class Leo Ervis, Squad Leader. He walks through a door into a bathroom, and hangs up the uniform. He brushes his teeth, combs his long, parted blonde hair, washes his face, dries off, takes a piss, and dresses. He leaves the bathroom and heads out into the hall. He walks up to the adjoining room, where the rest of the Team bunks and bangs hard.*
Leo: *Thinks to self* They'd better wake quickly...
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