OK, I just hope the other two draw in soon.

I'll probably have a CS up tomorrow. I don't have much time today.

Ridlins said
I'll probably have a CS up tomorrow. I don't have much time today.

OK.

Name: Calvin Miller
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Calvin has short brown hair, mostly covered by a blue tuque he wears all the time. He has flesh tunnels in his ears, and although they aren’t too big, they’re noticeable. He normally wears a white jacket, blue t-shirt, and jeans.

Animal Spirit: Manta Ray
Member Colour: Blue
Personal Problem:
He’s addicted to weed, and will attempt to smuggle some of it wherever he goes.

Personality:
Calvin is pretty calm and relaxed, especially when he’s high. Despite what’s happened to him in the past, he seems cheerful most of the time. He isn’t too smart, but he’s able to keep a level head in most situations.

History:
When he was young, Calvin lived with his parents and older brother. Both of his parents had stable jobs, and were capable of taking care of him and his brother. For a while, he was happy, but then when he was 11 years old, everything changed. His parents were killed in a house fire, leaving only his brother to take care of him.

His brother did everything he could to support them. He managed to get a job, and although it didn’t have a high pay, they still had food and an apartment. This apartment was in a bad part of town, so they both took martial arts classes so they could defend themselves. Eventually, Calvin got a job as well, and his brother had graduated from high school. He didn’t want to leave for college, but Calvin insisted, thinking he could take care of himself while his brother was gone.

He ended up making some bad decisions. A few of his friend convinced him to smoke weed with them, and before long he was high almost all the time. He dropped out of high school, lost his job, and ended up losing the apartment as well. He lived on the streets for several years, getting into fights from time to time and struggling to live off of the things he hadn’t lost. Just when he was starting to lose hope, he was recruited into the Defence Force Five. He was shocked by the fact that they would accept someone like him, but joined them nonetheless.

We only need two more members for the DF5, well one more to kick it off. The other few could always be late comers.

Anymore takers? :o

Woudn't it be possible to start, and as new people come along that they will be new members of the team?
and that thwy would require training and stuff? Would also bring a good twist towards the RP and then if enemies attack the newbies would actually need more help that that they could truelly focus on the enemies :)
its just a tought dow ;)

Yeah that sounds like something I will have to do. OK I will write something up soon.

One question: would there be a ranking system within the team itself? Or are they all equal?

ShadowRaeper said
One question: would there be a ranking system within the team itself? Or are they all equal?

Depends if people don't abuse it, I remember a Power Ranger RP where the one who was leader would abuse his/her position.

Aha true that, you dont want an abuser as the leader...
then would it be handy to have ranks? Aldo it would make sense once te new guys come into the team, for they would have to respect the others for the time being as they are newbies.
But still it is up to you ;)

I guess that makes sense, you can come up with a ranking system if you want as I don't have one at the moment.

I say go with the standard military rankings. I have a list I made for all the American military ranks for all the branches from the lowly grunt to the most powerful officer.

Well, keep in mind that there are only 5 in the team hahaha.
So we have to keep it at 5 ranks, or perhaps just 3 or something? I dunno, it was just an idee hahaha xD

Maybe the last rank is hard to get and it takes a it to get it. A special rank that not everyone can get even if they tried hard.

OK a opening post should be incoming, I know at least one other CS should be incoming as well. People to your battle stations......... Or not.

Sorry but I'll have my cs up when I get home tomorrow for sure. Busy weekend.

OK my opening is long and it is not the best but I am stressed to the max. Life is really hard though it has been hard since I was born. So I started this to escape my problems and I hope you will help me by RPing with me. I was not sure how to start things so I wrote what I wrote. Anyway a map of the complex will be made and I will put it up using Paint, yes I know Paint, all the top designers use it. :/ I am sure you will enjoy it as much as I enjoy telling you the story.

Map Added.

I was and still am flustered over todays events that my opening post had a few errors.

Reminie said
Sorry but I'll have my cs up when I get home tomorrow for sure. Busy weekend.

OK thats fine.

Sorry for a delay. I hope you will find my character sufficient.

Name: Lilian Daskees

Age: 25

Gender: Female

Appearance: http://images.eurogamer.net/2013/articles/1/6/8/0/1/6/3/test-watch-dogs-1401167674821.jpg

Animal Spirit: Moth

Member Colour: Coppery red

Personal Problem: Lilian has several psychological issues when it comes to the fire. To put it simple, she suffers from pyromania and pyrophobia at the same time. When she is around fire, there is as big chance she going to laugh like a maniac as there is a chance that she will just lay on the ground, crying.

Personality:. Those who know Lilian for some time refers to her personality as to a force of nature as much changeable as the fire she adores (and fears) so much. Sometimes she is just like a small, smoking campfire, cheerful and tranquil like an ideal of Zen, but make her angry and she will turn in the hell on two legs. But mostly, she is just like spark. She goes where she pleases, seen by everybody but caught by none. And when someone catches her, he is just going to burn his finger.

History: Lilian was always the weird one. Boys played with cars and action figures, girls with barbies and Lilian? She had a box of matches, a lighter half out of gas and a mischief on her face, and she was a way more happier than anybody around her, making little campfires wherever she liked. Those who noticed her could never say what sparked more, her eyes or the fires she made.
Fire was a way to run from everyday cruel reality. "Life is tough," she said "but there is always something to put on fire at least." And so she did.

Her mother died when she gave birth to Lilian, something her father never forget to mention to young girl. He loved her mother and the loss broke him. He was never able to recover from it. He blamed Lilian for death of his wife and treated her in that fashion. For him, raising a daughter was just an obligation, some kind of debt he owed to his lost love. He never said anything nice to Lilian. Never showed anything even close to love nor compassion.

As years passed, Lilian grew used to it. She was a solitary individual with so few friends she could count them on hand of leprous man. Her only comfort in life was her burning love for flames and even that was spoiled because of her father.
Nobody exactly knew what happened and honestly, nobody truly cared, but there was a fire in flat where Lilian lived, maybe her father forgot to switch off the gas, maybe he forgot to extinguish butt of his beloved cigarettes, only thing known for sure was that he died there, burned to just little bit more than ashes.
Lilian wasn´t at home at the moment, but she arrived soon enough to see the best parts. She was able to hear the last screams of her dying father, able to see his fried body. That experience completely changed her and the way she looked on her beloved hobby. The fire turned from a friend to something way more terrifying

She ran away from her old flat, from anyone who ever knew her. She knew how would it look. An abusive father with pyromaniac daughter killed by fire. Nobody would ever believe it was just a coincidence, even if she had proper alibi, which she hadn´t .
So she just ran away. She was resourceful enough to live on streets. She had a stomach to do things she wasn´t proud on. She had skills to do thing that nobody else dared to do. She survived.
And maybe now, when she get into DF5, things will finally be better....