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Sounds basically like Gaunt's Ghosts to me.
So, with 500 men, do we roleplay an individual character or a whole squad of men? And is this 40k based? It sounds like it is (orks, power weapons, guardsmen, chimeras...) I'd definitely be interested in this, but I'd like to know a bit more?
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You don't have to be a stormwind regiment guardsmen if you don't want to, you can be from another planet or even a different unit type if you want, just be creative as to why your here and information about your unit type, I have examples if you need them. You may also customize your own weaponry, if you wish to use something I haven't listed, again be informative about your training and such. I'd also like to include that, this is going to be more squad based then anything else, the 500 men are basically expendables.
Character skeleton: Name: Age: Primary weapon: Secondary weapon: Appearance: Troop type: Regiment Prefered style of combat: History:
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I am going to be the main force commander, but other high ranking positions are available, psykers, priests, commissars, inquisitors, and engineers are needed.
Character sheet: Name: Drexus Cazarr Age: 27 Primary weapon: Shotgun Secondary weapon: plasma pistol Appearance: Is about 6' 2", solid muscular build, hair shaved tightly to his scalp, deep, brown eyes, a handsome face that has clearly seen many years of battle, a combat knife left a scar on his right cheek, Wears standard stormwind regiment equipment, let's his i.d. tags hang over his chest. Troop type: Commander, elite ripper. Regiment: 1st Stormwind Regiment Prefered style of combat: In the fray. History: Was once a recruit in the jungles, fending off rhinoceraptors, and the other wildlife around him, he was eventually enlisted as a ripper, but he was a brutal survivalist and proved it as his old superior died, then he was promoted to commander, and has been for almost 5 years now. As a commander he does well, his tactics are hard to fend off without the proper training, his combat capability hasn't changed, and unlike most commanders, he likes to fight on the frontlines with his men, he figured if he was going to die, he'd die with some valor and for the emperor he'd make a dent somewhere. Most of his opponents feared the rage of his men, they fought almost as crazily as the chaos did, but even his army couldn't compare to their berserkers, he hoped one day he'd meet them in battle, he deemed no other army worthy of killing him, and he'd fight to prove it. The resources on the planet are thin, and the weapons and armor are mostly basic, their engineers aren't the most qualified, but he wasn't exactly picky, any armor and his engraved shotgun would serve him just fine.
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I feel it everyday it's all the same. It brings me down, but I'm the one to blame. I've tried everything to get away. So, here I go again chasing you down again. Why do I do this? It feels like everyday stays the same. It's dragging me down, and I can't pull away. Over and over, over and over you make me fall for you. Over and over, over and over You don't even try to. I try to live without you, every time I do I feel dead. I know what's best for me, but I want you instead. |
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I'm not fond of the officers, so I'll get myself a nice, down-to-earth lowly meatshield.
Name: Bran 'Wolf' Coyle Age: 24 Primary weapon: Sniper rifle Secondary weapon: Mono-filament knife Appearance: Short and wiry, Coyle stands a full head below the rest of his platoon, but has earned a healthy reputation for beating the living daylights out of anyone who points this fact out. His skin is tanned, not from sunlight - he sees little of that, being a night-fighting specialist - but from being too close to a flamer backwash. His kit is looked after meticulously, not because he wants to impress, but because a badly-maintained kit is a liability on the field of battle. His dark eyes glare out from under a brow furrowed by years of combat, always moving, taking in everything. His nickname, 'Wolf', comes from his ability to run for an hour flat-out; and because he once tore out an enemy soldier's throat with his teeth. Despite his imposing appearance, he is a light-hearted character, though inclined to brood. Troop type: Ghost Sergeant Regiment: Stormwind First Prefered style of combat: He is comfortable with one of two combat styles; either putting hotshots between the eyes of enemy troopers from a quarter of a mile away, or up close, sliding his mono-filament knife across their throats, unseen. As soon as he is expected to engage in short-range firefights, however, his legendary aim evaporates, he panics, and makes bizarre decisions. For this reason, he has never fought in the front line. History: Home destroyed by the Chaos crusade of Warlord M'grath on the distant planet of Hurth, saved only by the appearance of the Stormwind First, he took advantage of the Act of Consolation to join his saviours, and swiftly obtained a reputation for incredible accuracy and a fierce hatred for any xenos. He fought his way through the ranks to obtain the title of Sergeant, leading a squad of elite snipers into battle, blowing away the enemy whenever he encounters them. He has no desire to rise further through the ranks, though secretly hopes to one day put a hotshot through the head of M'Grath, who survived the vengeance of the Stormwind First. ![]()
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Love the character, I'll get an IC up as soon as possible. I have an intial mission idea in mind, so I just need to write it up. =)
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Excellent
![]() And may I draw your attention to the Warhammer RP in my sig...? *pretends to be subtle*
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I already checked it out, I'm gonna make a character for it. =)
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Name: Sgt Alessio Williams
Age: 31 Primary weapon: Sniper rifle. Secondary weapon: Bolt pistol and combat knife. Appearance:http://community.imaginefx.com/fxpos...0/425x266.aspx (the third one. People can use the others if they want.) Troop type: Ghosts Regiment: 1st Sotrmwind; Support Squad. Prefered style of combat: Sniper fire, surgical strikes, and especially laying ambushes. History: Was recruited from the populace, and excelled in marksmanship, and ambush warfare. At one point, was almost recruited into the Catachan Jungle Fighters, but was withdrawn as his sniper skills were better put to use on the battlefield. Has been in command of his support squad for two years, since his previous Sgt took a bolter round to the chest on a failed ambush. Alessio took command of the survivors, and lead them out of the warzone, destroying their target in the process. Others: Enjoys laying traps, and interfacing with explosives, both disarming, and setting them up.
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Nice to have you on board!
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