Appearence

Miranda is rather tall for women being at 5'10" and weighing 145 pounds even. She sports a slender, yet toned build, similar to ones marathon runners have. Her hair is naturally blonde, but she dyes it a light red color and grew it out a little which in most militaries would be a breach in protocol, but since she's a special ops soldier they really stopped caring what she did with her hair (before she was special ops she had the standard crew-cut blonde hair, however). Her eyes are normally brown as well, but she had her contact lenses specially modified to make them appear red.

Name
Miranda Crosley

Age
Thirty-one.

Gender
Female

Call Sign
"Red" after her hair and eyes.

Personnel Description
Red's a very deadpan sort, prone to sarcasm and various other jokes, even in the midst of danger. She's no more or less emotional than anyone else, but she doesn't show it very much. Should she get angry, she mostly just fumes silently, with the occasionaly bitingly sarcastic comment; sad, and she just looks slightly down and aloof, staring off into the distance; happy, and she might let out a light chuckle or have a small grin. She's also easily surprised and a bit panicky when that happens, but she is very patient and has a tendency to underplay extreme situations (i.e. being under heavy suppressing fire is "slightly annoying," a habit she picked up from her British father who once said a helicopter pinning him down was "a bit of a bother"). Popping out from a corner and saying "boo!" will make her fly out of her boots, however. She also has a bit of an unhealthy obsession with the color red, for some reason.

Backstory Description
Miranda was born in a middle-class neighborhood to a loving yet boringly normal mother and an ex-marine father. Her father was actually born in Britain and was hilariously over-the-top British, with an extraordinarily thick accent despite having been in the U.S. since he was 18 and serving in the marines for 12 years. It's a wonder Red never picked up his accent. She never did very well in school, nor did she have any interest in her studies, and it was with a minimal amount of effort that she managed to coast her way through with straight C's. However, she did love sports, and spent a lot of her time towards being the top track and cross country runner in the county, and still placing very high in the state-wide competitions.

As soon as she graduated high school and at the behest of her father, she enlisted into the Marines. She showed exceptional ability and discipline, and was eventually handpicked as an applicant for a special forces unit when she was 24, but failed to get in due to just barely losing in the physical part of the test to another applicant. She eventually got in four years later, after practicing her ass off, and from the special forces unit she was in was handpicked again to be the designated marksman/scout for The Division.

Role
Designated Marksman/Scout.

Inventory
She carries the standard set of equipment, including those fancy Contact Lens, Go-Bag (which I will assume carries the basic rations and stuff like bandages), Respirator, Smart Watch, Signal Flare, and a Computer. She also carries a pair of binoculars to help with scouting, extra ammunition for her weapons, and a utility knife (which is seperate from her combat knife). Notably, her respirator has been painted red, with white outlines.
Weapons




Talents
Being the scout she is, she specializes in designated marksmenship (think shorter-range sniping, but still a longer range than an average soldier), recon, and stealth. She's an incredibly amazing shot at long-ranges, almost bordering on ridiculous, but panics a bit in CQC and tends to flub up close-range shots if shit hits the fan. That said, she's still a good shot with her pistol (and usually switches to that if entering an area that isn't condusive to long-range engagements, like inside a small building) and is passable in melee combat with her knife (Which is to say, the bare minimum amount of skill one can have being a highly-trained soldier, which is still respectable). She's also excellently stealthy and a surprisingly fast runner and very nimble.

At first glance, your local Warren McFalsky might not appear to be much of a threat. He isn't the tallest, while he also isn't the shortest, standing at a rough height of five feet and eleven inches and weighing in at one hundred and sixty-four pounds. Oddly enough, for a tech enthusiast like him, he doesn't wear glasses. His eyes are a dark maroon color, and his hair is rather short and brown. When not wearing the green fatigues of an army personnel, Warren usually prefers to go with a black shirt and pants, not giving enough of a damn to choose something fancy. He's rather young, only twenty-five years of age. Still, Warren went through boot camp like any other soldier out there, and has more muscle on him than you might expect.

Corporal Warren McFalsky

Twenty-five.

XY Chromosomes.

Warren, despite his obvious lamentations, is called 'Virgin' mostly due to him being the youngest and newest addition to the squad of spec-ops. Warren really isn't an actual virgin, even he's got a few tricks up his sleeve.

Most would describe Warren as a 'Happy-Go-Lucky' kind of guy. He's rather optimistic, even in the worst of situations. He enjoys joking around, and has a bit of an off humor. Once a man goes into a war, the ol' pie to the face and banana peels don't really do the trick. He'll laugh about most things, a dead person shitting themselves, the irony of a man who's head was busted open by a medkit. Still, its not like he doesn't care, its just that civvies tend to get in the way of things, and shit hits the fan if you involve them. Warren is best at ease when he is using his electronics.

Whether its an old '97 Windows or a state of the art gismo like H.O.W.A.R.D, he knows how to use them all. Back in school, most kids would come to him if they needed assistance with computers, and he was a champ at it. Almost got suspended a few times for hacking into the network. Still, in an apocalyptic situation like the one now, Warren might quickly find himself useless. Sure, he's good with a gun and is fit, but he doesn't know his way around explosives or how to pull shrapnel out of a body. Still, he's willing to improvise easily on the field, able to scrap a microwave or an engine to fix up his equipment.

Warren was born in a small town in Ohio. Yeah, not really original, eh? Still, his story isn't completely botched. Warren's father was a high-ranking military member. Unfortunately, said father died during the Iraq War. He didn't get completely over that. Still, back in the 90s or so, Warren got by pretty well. His family was middle-classed, and he went to a pretty good school. Since he was so technically inclined, everyone came to him with their problems. More often than not, he just installed Adobe Reader to fix it. He also almost got suspended a few times, but Warren's father managed to persuade the school that he wouldn't cause anymore problems. Really, what's wrong with making the school speakers play out hardcore metal music? Really, they were just overreacting.

Taking a cue from his father, and a cue from the technological advances the military had, Warren jumped into BT at the age of 18. It was a major challenge keeping up, as he never really had done much physical activity, even if he wasn't overweight. Still, he didn't flunk out, and managed to pass like all the other cadets. Still, he was the only one who paid attention to their more computer orientated tasks. As such, he was designated platoon tech specialist. During the 'War on Terrorism' he aided in at least fourteen unmanned aerial drone strikes. The attacks still send shivers down his spine, as civilian casualties were high. Overall, Warren was just high enough on the totem pole, and had decent connections due to his father, to join The Division, and was a rather late addition as well.

Squad Technician / General Infantryman

Other than standard equipment like the 'Contact Lens' and Go-Bag, Warren keeps a few tricks up his sleeves. One of the largest is the bulky transmitter/receiver radio that takes its place as part of his rucksack. The radio is pretty powerful, and unless you're fifty feet underground or in a concrete bunker, you could use it to contact Command from anywhere. The other thing he carries is a toolkit filled with wrenches, screwdrivers, solders, etc. Anything that could be used to repair mechanical and electronical parts. Oh, and like three rolls of duct tape.



Warren's primary weapon is the Benelli M4 Twelve Gauge Shotgun. His primary ammunition is standard slugs, but Warren keeps a small supply of buckshot shells. Added onto the shotgun is a flashlight and laser sight, neither really use able unless in darkness. McFalsky's sidearm is the Beretta M9 pistol. A little weaker than the standard M1911, but it still gets the job done. Again, standard flashlight and laser. Last thing is a standard combat knife with a standard edge and a standard standardized standardation.


If you've got a machine in front of you, Warren is who you call to operate it. Want reconnaissance? Send in Harold, as the robot can get in quick and fast, not calling much attention to itself as it goes. Hell, the thing doesn't even make much noise. The most it makes is a slight whirring sound. Other than that, Warren is a decent shot. Not exactly Marksman quality, but he'll hit the target eight out of ten times. When it comes to other skills, don't prop a bomb in front of him and expect him to de-arm it. Warren and explosives don't go well together, and he's more likely to throw up if you bring in someone who's missing an arm and a leg and you ask him to fix them.

Anything technical or mechanical though, he can handle it. Locked door? He's got a lockpick, or at least he can improvise one. Broken computer? Just give him a few minutes to take a look over it.

Appearance


Name
Christina Ibanez

Age
33

Gender
Female

Call Sign
Roughneck (though people call her Roughie for short)

Personnel Description
Christina regularly doles out what she calls 'tough love' mainly because it's what she does. Fiercely protective of her teammates, comrades and friends, Roughie regularly does stuff others would consider uncouth for a lady of her occupation; butting into rooms to check on people unannounced, doing random, unscheduled checkups on her teammates that sorta thing. She's gruff, tough, cynical and sarcastic, but that doesn't mean she hides her heart of gold; she genuinely cares about her teammates, so much so that she'd go to any length to protect them. Amongst her friends and peers she is not the rough-and-tumble soldier she normally is in a battle, rather, she's a sweet, charming and friendly young woman who loves to have fun and talk shop. Her favorite things to do if not on duty are to enjoy ice cream and go out with her friends.

In battle, she is a headstrong medic, oft times taking charge of situations if there isn't anyone to do so. Her attitude also leads to recklessness however, and combined with her protective nature it makes her quite a dangerous soldier to be around, as she will often charge straight through fire to try and save you without questioning her own safety, which often leads to her also suffering an injury or two in the process.

Backstory
Being a combat medic is never fun; it's one of the toughest responsibilities in being in the military, yet someone has to do it, right? Ever since Christina enlisted into the army, that's what she thought to herself, and still does to this very day, long after most of her unit perished during the initial waves of infection and death. She never even knew how they'd been infected, one day she'd received a notice on her phone, a list, stating the names and tag numbers of every soldier in her company that had died due to the infection. The battalion wasn't going to hold a funeral; there were too many dead. Instead, a remembrance service was to be held across the country, in San Francisco, where she'd been born, coincidentally. By then, New York was in lockdown, so she was unable to attend, much to her disappointment.

Born to a wholly Spanish family in San Fran, Christina made the decision to move to New York early on in life, after she graduated from high school. In the Big Apple, she enrolled herself in medical school and emerged three years later as a registered nurse, but the slow, often monotonous life bored her. So she did what came to her naturally and did the next best thing: she enlisted. She spent the requisite ten weeks in BCT at Fort Jackson in Georgia, following which she was sent to Fort Sam Houston in San Antonio, Texas to undergo the four month EMT course that came after. Once done with that, she was attached to the 69th Infantry Regiment in New York City, where she spent the rest of her military days up to the outbreak. She even participated in Operation Enduring Freedom in 2008, a harrowing experience that tested her abilities straight to the max. She never did treat any of the four casualties of her regiment during the mission, but news filtered down the grapevine about them, and even she knew how stressing it was to be a medical soldier out in a real battlefield.

After the outbreak, the 69th did what they could to suppress the riots within their home city of the Big Apple, but soon their efforts were quashed more and more as their soldiers fell to rioters and the infection that spread like wildfire through the city. She watched friends of hers die on beds in overcrowded hospitals, and swore that day not to let any more of her comrades die in vain. Her unwavering dedication to the protection of her fellow women and men led The Division to her; they needed a medic as loyal and dedicated as she was, and thus she was introduced into the squad.

Role
Combat Medic/Support

Inventory
Given Items

• Contact Lens
• Go-Bag
• Respirator
• Smart Watch
• Signal Flare
• Computer

Personal Inventory

• 1 x pneumatic tourniquet
• 1 x field first aid kit
• 1 x field respirator
• 3 x morphine injection pens
• 1 x SAM (or flexible) splint
• 2 x rolls of crepe bandages
• 1 x oropharyngeal airway

Weapons
Primary
Her main weapon is the FN SCAR-H Mk 17 LB battle rifle. Chambered in powerful 7.62mm rounds, this high powered rifle best suits Christina in fights where she needs to get somewhere fast.

Secondary
Her sidearm is the SIG Sauer P226 9mm pistol. One of the most common pistols in the world, it's standard issue to police in most parts of the US.

Melee
Her melee weapon is the rather simple Ka-bar boot knife. It's sharp and pointy and is designed to be poked into aggressors.

Talents

• First Aid - Her nursing background, combined with the four months she spent in Fort Sam Houston as part of her EMT training, has imbued her with all the medical knowledge and know-how she needs to handle herself in any situation that requires medical attention.
• Basic Pharmacology - While not as experienced as your average doctor or dispensary aide, Christina is knowledgeable enough on the spectrum of common drugs available to nurses, and some of the less common ones too.
• Basic Surgery - With her nursing background comes experience in handling surgical equipment, not as good as a proper trained surgeon, but give her a blade to cut open a wound to remove a bullet while under fire, and she will do it without hesitating. Such is the extent of her abilities.
• Veteran CQC - Christina took to unarmed combat like a fish to water, and this combined with her extensive knowledge of the human body gave her a few feet up against her peers in the combat course, for she knows exactly where and how to strike a person to make them go down instantly, or to knock them out like a light, or any other condition she wants them in.