Nice, nice. Everyone finally finished making their sheets? Not bad overall heh
Actually, just finished my second character.
"I don't need anger management...you just need to stop pissin' me off."
"It's Kat."
Name:
Katherine Sinclair. 'Kat'
"Meh. 27. Old enough.
Age:
27
"Well, if you want to know...I'm actually an amorphous space alien-WHAT THE HELL do you think I am? Do I need to take my shirt off or something?"
Gender:
Female
"Well, I've been told my mum was from Japan. Dunno, Never met her."
Race:
Human.
Japanese/British
"Tall and got legs that can kick your ass. Got a problem with it?"
Height:
5'7"
"Don't worry, that's all muscle."
Weight:
roughly 154 lbs
"Blood...type? The hell does that have to do with anything?"
Blood Type:
B
"August 17th."
Birthday: August 17th
"I save as many as I can. But, get in my way...I'll blow your goddamn head off."
Alignment:
Chaotic Good
Used to be a...lets call it a soldier. Then I found this place. Ten times more fun."
Affiliation:
TBD
"Seriously, are you blind?"
Appearance:
Blond hair usually tied back into a ponytail and dull bluish-grey eyes are the things people would notice about her. Standing roughly at five foot seven, thanks to her rather athletic build she can come off as a bit intimidating to some people. Her snarky attitude doesn't help either. Usually, she wears a dull grey military vest stocked with all kinds of different ammunition and other things. Like her cigarettes, and a canteen filled with the good stuff. (That's alcohol.) Various first-aid supplies and other stuff that someone of her profession might need in a pinch.
Under it, she wears grey, military armor designed to be lightweight and able to stop a bullet if it had too. It covers only her vital areas on her chest, leaving her arms quite vulnerable. As for pants, she wears black military issue pants, modified of course to hold more equipment that is essential for surviving in the Crimson Sky. Insulated to be resistant to heat and cold. On her hands, she wears open-fingered gloves to help with gripping things. Wears steel-toed combat boots. Yeah, you do not want to get kicked with that.
"Me, eh? I like tacos, cheap ramen, and puttin' a bullet in some jackasses head. You wanna date or something? Buy me a shiny new gun and a bottle of vodka then we can talk."
Personality:
Violent, has a bit of an anger problem, but would help anyone in need if she can. She prefers solving things with her guns rather than peaceful solutions.
Kat, is usually pretty friendly despite her snarky attitude and somewhat hostile seeming behavior. A sarcastic jackass, some would describe her, anyone is fair game for her snark and insults. Even herself, if she does something stupid. This makes people kind of...well, they don't exactly dislike her, but she doesn't exactly have a lot of friends for this reason. Not that she really cares. All she needs is her shotgun and something to shoot at.
Despite the bit of shunning she receives from other people, she's not a bad person and doesn't think much of it. Mostly, she just doesn't really care much of for other people, since they don't really care much for her, though she will save a total stranger if she happens to be in the same general vicinity whether they like her or not. Still, she can't stand most people and would rather work on her own, or a well functioning team. Unfortunately, the latter is proving difficult to find.
"Grew up in London. Moved to Japan after leaving the Military. What? Yeah, I was out of a job at 26. I know, freakin' stupid, but hey, I was out of the military and needed a job. Da set me up in japan workin' security. Learning Japanese was the hardest thing. Rest was just eatin' cheap ramen and sushi. Biological father, by the way. Apparently, he's a big-shot business man in Japan. And he's from London. Well, whatever."
Background:
I'm going to tell you, her history is rather boring. Given up for adoption by her birth parents? Yeah, but she was adopted by a rather wealthy, kind and older family that were unable to have kids of their own. So of you're looking for a sob-story about being tossed around to one bad foster house to another, you're gonna have to look elsewhere.
Kat grew up in a relatively easy and comfortable life in London, thanks to her adoptive parents wealth. Of course, she's always had her attitude problem, but it was never really a major issue. In fact, you could say it was even worse when she was growing up. Wisdom comes with age and all that, or whatever you want to call it. After graduating high school, she joined the British Royal Marines at the age of 18 for a chance to see the world, and of course, put a bullet into someones head.
She quickly distinguished herself as having...quite the particular set of skills needed to get things done quickly, quietly and efficiently. Two years later, at the age of 20 she was selected for a spec-ops group that handled things...off the books, so to speak. An Elite team, designed to take care of problems that the normal military couldn't, or wouldn't handle. She worked there for five years...until she was 25. Why did she leave? Well, she got court-martialed and dishonorably discharged.
Why? Well, she dodges the question a bit if asked directly, but it was simply because she didn't agree with her superiors command to make sure there were no 'witnesses'. Now, if they were gonna probably shoot her or retaliate or something, she wouldn't have much of a problem putting a bullet in them...but a kid? That's a line she wouldn't cross.
Having previously met her biological father, he set her up working security at his company. So, she worked as security for him. Not exactly the most exciting of jobs, but it wasn't like she was a rocket scientist or something. Not to mention, she had grown rather bored of the military life. Relaxing and just eating cheap ramen and tacos every day while making sure nothing happened was actually pretty great for a time.
Until, she found her way into the Crimson Sky. She had no idea what to make of it at first, but one thing was certain - she, was going to fight that thing that was in there with her, and she was going to freakin' enjoy it. Good thing she always carried a knife and a gun on her, and the thing that was with her was fairly weak compared to some of the other Youkai. She still fairly new at this but after the second time, she had an old friend...send her some supplies she could use to fight them.
Powers:
Powers? Nah, she doesn't have anything special. Just a plain human that has to rely on her wits and stubbornness to survive. At least, she hasn't noticed any developing, even since coming to the Crimson Sky.
Skills:
-Excellent at CQC. While not an expert at hand-to-hand combat or anything like that, thanks to her military training she can easily take on most opponents in close quarters. Well, if a shot-gun to the face doesn't work out. Some of the bigger guys are probably gonna take a few.
-She's probably at the peak of human fitness, or at least as strong as a human can probably become through natural means. She makes a point to work out every day and keep her physical stamina and health in top-shape.
-Trained in the use of most firearms and has some knowledge of explosives. She could jury-rig an impromptu explosive device with the right materials.
-Adaptable, and good at thinking on her feet. Its the only thing that's kept her alive in the Crimson Sky, so far - being able to outwit the creatures. Still though, against a better armed creature that can think and adapt just as she can, she's in trouble.
Weapons:
-A Remington 870 Shotgun. Her favourite weapon, and only thing she still has leftover from her days in the military. Of course, she only carries it on her when making a planned trip into the Crimson Sky. Carrying it on her person at all times would be a bit difficult to conceal. Not to mention, probably illegal.
-Two bootknives.
-A Combat knife kept strapped on a breast-pocket for easy and quick access.
-A backup Glock-30S. Always carries this on her.
Equipment:
-A few first-aid supplies.
-Extra Ammo for Remy.
-Cigarets and Alcohol. (what? they're important.)
-Lighter
-Bullet-proof vest.
"It's Kat."
Name:
Katherine Sinclair. 'Kat'
"Meh. 27. Old enough.
Age:
27
"Well, if you want to know...I'm actually an amorphous space alien-WHAT THE HELL do you think I am? Do I need to take my shirt off or something?"
Gender:
Female
"Well, I've been told my mum was from Japan. Dunno, Never met her."
Race:
Human.
Japanese/British
"Tall and got legs that can kick your ass. Got a problem with it?"
Height:
5'7"
"Don't worry, that's all muscle."
Weight:
roughly 154 lbs
"Blood...type? The hell does that have to do with anything?"
Blood Type:
B
"August 17th."
Birthday: August 17th
"I save as many as I can. But, get in my way...I'll blow your goddamn head off."
Alignment:
Chaotic Good
Used to be a...lets call it a soldier. Then I found this place. Ten times more fun."
Affiliation:
TBD
"Seriously, are you blind?"
Appearance:
Blond hair usually tied back into a ponytail and dull bluish-grey eyes are the things people would notice about her. Standing roughly at five foot seven, thanks to her rather athletic build she can come off as a bit intimidating to some people. Her snarky attitude doesn't help either. Usually, she wears a dull grey military vest stocked with all kinds of different ammunition and other things. Like her cigarettes, and a canteen filled with the good stuff. (That's alcohol.) Various first-aid supplies and other stuff that someone of her profession might need in a pinch.
Under it, she wears grey, military armor designed to be lightweight and able to stop a bullet if it had too. It covers only her vital areas on her chest, leaving her arms quite vulnerable. As for pants, she wears black military issue pants, modified of course to hold more equipment that is essential for surviving in the Crimson Sky. Insulated to be resistant to heat and cold. On her hands, she wears open-fingered gloves to help with gripping things. Wears steel-toed combat boots. Yeah, you do not want to get kicked with that.
"Me, eh? I like tacos, cheap ramen, and puttin' a bullet in some jackasses head. You wanna date or something? Buy me a shiny new gun and a bottle of vodka then we can talk."
Personality:
Violent, has a bit of an anger problem, but would help anyone in need if she can. She prefers solving things with her guns rather than peaceful solutions.
Kat, is usually pretty friendly despite her snarky attitude and somewhat hostile seeming behavior. A sarcastic jackass, some would describe her, anyone is fair game for her snark and insults. Even herself, if she does something stupid. This makes people kind of...well, they don't exactly dislike her, but she doesn't exactly have a lot of friends for this reason. Not that she really cares. All she needs is her shotgun and something to shoot at.
Despite the bit of shunning she receives from other people, she's not a bad person and doesn't think much of it. Mostly, she just doesn't really care much of for other people, since they don't really care much for her, though she will save a total stranger if she happens to be in the same general vicinity whether they like her or not. Still, she can't stand most people and would rather work on her own, or a well functioning team. Unfortunately, the latter is proving difficult to find.
"Grew up in London. Moved to Japan after leaving the Military. What? Yeah, I was out of a job at 26. I know, freakin' stupid, but hey, I was out of the military and needed a job. Da set me up in japan workin' security. Learning Japanese was the hardest thing. Rest was just eatin' cheap ramen and sushi. Biological father, by the way. Apparently, he's a big-shot business man in Japan. And he's from London. Well, whatever."
Background:
I'm going to tell you, her history is rather boring. Given up for adoption by her birth parents? Yeah, but she was adopted by a rather wealthy, kind and older family that were unable to have kids of their own. So of you're looking for a sob-story about being tossed around to one bad foster house to another, you're gonna have to look elsewhere.
Kat grew up in a relatively easy and comfortable life in London, thanks to her adoptive parents wealth. Of course, she's always had her attitude problem, but it was never really a major issue. In fact, you could say it was even worse when she was growing up. Wisdom comes with age and all that, or whatever you want to call it. After graduating high school, she joined the British Royal Marines at the age of 18 for a chance to see the world, and of course, put a bullet into someones head.
She quickly distinguished herself as having...quite the particular set of skills needed to get things done quickly, quietly and efficiently. Two years later, at the age of 20 she was selected for a spec-ops group that handled things...off the books, so to speak. An Elite team, designed to take care of problems that the normal military couldn't, or wouldn't handle. She worked there for five years...until she was 25. Why did she leave? Well, she got court-martialed and dishonorably discharged.
Why? Well, she dodges the question a bit if asked directly, but it was simply because she didn't agree with her superiors command to make sure there were no 'witnesses'. Now, if they were gonna probably shoot her or retaliate or something, she wouldn't have much of a problem putting a bullet in them...but a kid? That's a line she wouldn't cross.
Having previously met her biological father, he set her up working security at his company. So, she worked as security for him. Not exactly the most exciting of jobs, but it wasn't like she was a rocket scientist or something. Not to mention, she had grown rather bored of the military life. Relaxing and just eating cheap ramen and tacos every day while making sure nothing happened was actually pretty great for a time.
Until, she found her way into the Crimson Sky. She had no idea what to make of it at first, but one thing was certain - she, was going to fight that thing that was in there with her, and she was going to freakin' enjoy it. Good thing she always carried a knife and a gun on her, and the thing that was with her was fairly weak compared to some of the other Youkai. She still fairly new at this but after the second time, she had an old friend...send her some supplies she could use to fight them.
Powers:
Powers? Nah, she doesn't have anything special. Just a plain human that has to rely on her wits and stubbornness to survive. At least, she hasn't noticed any developing, even since coming to the Crimson Sky.
Skills:
-Excellent at CQC. While not an expert at hand-to-hand combat or anything like that, thanks to her military training she can easily take on most opponents in close quarters. Well, if a shot-gun to the face doesn't work out. Some of the bigger guys are probably gonna take a few.
-She's probably at the peak of human fitness, or at least as strong as a human can probably become through natural means. She makes a point to work out every day and keep her physical stamina and health in top-shape.
-Trained in the use of most firearms and has some knowledge of explosives. She could jury-rig an impromptu explosive device with the right materials.
-Adaptable, and good at thinking on her feet. Its the only thing that's kept her alive in the Crimson Sky, so far - being able to outwit the creatures. Still though, against a better armed creature that can think and adapt just as she can, she's in trouble.
Weapons:
-A Remington 870 Shotgun. Her favourite weapon, and only thing she still has leftover from her days in the military. Of course, she only carries it on her when making a planned trip into the Crimson Sky. Carrying it on her person at all times would be a bit difficult to conceal. Not to mention, probably illegal.
-Two bootknives.
-A Combat knife kept strapped on a breast-pocket for easy and quick access.
-A backup Glock-30S. Always carries this on her.
Equipment:
-A few first-aid supplies.
-Extra Ammo for Remy.
-Cigarets and Alcohol. (what? they're important.)
-Lighter
-Bullet-proof vest.
Annd there she is. A bit of a chip on her shoulder, but a generally good guy. Doesn't have any special powers or anything, other than her military training and bullets. Wonder how long she'll survive? :D
If there are any problems, do tell. I'd be more than happy to fix them.
