[OOC] Welcome to Camp Sunshine (2 Spots left!)

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Also come to the discord D: I'm lonely

[The One]

Is this still open?

[Metronome]

Absolutely

[The One]

@Metronome How many characters am I allowed to have?

[Metronome]

Shrug. How many do you want?

[Infinite Cosmos]

Ramses

Full Name: Ramses Ozymandias Duran

Nicknames/Aliases/Call Sign: Ramses/Ozzy/Mason

Age: 29

Gender: Male

Reason for joining: Because he can. And he needed a job.

Description: Well built, standing around 6 feet tall. Dark hair, olive skin. Dark, brown eyes. Strong facile features. His build is muscular, and stocky. Imagine a lumberjack.

Personality:Generally outgoing, mostly upbeat. Fiercely loyal to those he considers his friends. Obeys command absolutely.

Skills: Your quintessential special forces soldier. Expert hand-to-hand combatant but his true skills lies in his abilities with firearms. Having served in the Fgyptian equivalent of Delta Force, the Sa'Ka forces, he is trained in direct action, ambush combat, interdiction, sabotage, and covert infiltration.

Brief History: The Durans have long been know and commissioned as stone masons. Their history tracks back to antiquity. Some of the world's most well known structures has had the 'Duran Touch'. Their fortunes were amassed that way. The last 5 generations had settled in the American West, in the Rocky Mountains where there is an abundance material for them to work and play with. Their family, however, traces their ancestry back to the cradle of Civilization itself, thus explaining the odd name for an American. They also still worship some of the older gods, hence his name.

Some time during his adolescence, him and his family moved back to the old country. He found himself in a foreign land, where he barely spoke the language and definitely had no friends. Having applied an gotten accepted to West Point, he thought he'd do the same in Egypt. He applied and subsequently enrolled in the Egyptian Military Academy. Military service has not been something his parents thought he would undertake. However, they allowed him to follow through on his plans, wanting to see if their son can keep his words. For Ramses, joining the military academy guaranteed one thing. He would have more 'friends' coming out than he did going in.

Upon completion of his academy duties, Ramses continued his service by enlisting in the Egyptian army, eventually working and raising his way into the Sa'Ka forces. Along the way, he had several deployments where he learned the harsh truth. No one cares. Being a low ranking grunt means you get all the shit and none of the shine. A mission needs doing? You're up, rook. An interview with some posh media? Nah, your rank is too low. Breaching a possible terrorist holdout? You're it kid. A recruiting tour through Cairo? We need an officer for that.

For fuck sakes. He did this for a few years and decided to say fuck it. He served until his term was up and was honorably discharged. After his time with the military, be bounced around, doing private security and the like. The money came in, but not as much or as freely as he liked. During his time as a private security contractor, he heard whispers of a private company based out in Venezuela. A 'camp' they called it. He thought the prospects to be quite interesting. Nowhere did he hear about the kind of money he would be making but that didn't matter. He would be getting out of Egypt, for one, and going to experience something new.

And that is all he needed, to be honest...

Other:

He speaks pretty good English and does not follow one specific religion.

[Metronome]

Accepted

[Berlin]

Bethany “Bonnie” Carter

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Name:
Bethany Eloise Carter | Bonnie

Age:
Twenty-four

Gender:
Female

Nationality:
American

Reason for joining:
She was looking for a purpose that was more impactful than she had been able to find on her own.

Speciality:

Bonnie is a Survical, Evasion, Resistance, and Escape (SERE) specialist and educator. Her primary focuses are on wilderness survival, isolation coping, and enemy evasion tactics. Though sufficient in both hand-to-hand combat as well as the use of weaponry, she would much prefer to avoid an altercation entirely.

Appearance:

Bonnie’s unmanageable, curly mane and small stature has unintentionally left her desperate for an identity outside of a teen member of the 90’s youth rebellion or a worshipper of Mariah Carey. Messy bangs hang limply down her forehead and brush just above a set of pale eyes. Standing at 5’2, she regularly finds herself battling to prove both her age, though her knack for inappropriate humor certainly doesn't help.

Personality:

Bonnie is never afraid to argue, but rarely takes minor altercations personally. This is driven by a deeply rooted stubbornness that has been developing since birth and often a need to have things her way. She had daily practice on this with her siblings and has honed in her debate skills. Disputes come as easy as a conversation about the weather to her and truthfully, are much preferred to small talk. As soon as they are over and she feels that she has successfully gotten her point across, she will be back to inappropriate jokes about her unlucky victim’s mother.

Much of her communication with her co-campers comes in the form of quick wit and cheap laughs, a coping mechanism of sorts. Coming from the lifestyle that she does, Bonnie is rarely knocked off kilter and is very quick to recover when this does occur. Her aptness to act on instinct may even warrant her being called impulsive. It doesn't help that Bonnie desperately strives for constant movement and action, typically initiating it should there be none readily available.

However, there is an underlying warmth to the young woman that quickly rises to the surface upon the establishment of trust and connection, no matter how minute. Those close to her would advocate for the motherly nature and need to protect that she holds. Bonnie seems almost desperate to please those in her life, whether this be by physically caring for them or by simply offering an ear to listen. She will consistently be one of the first to donate time and resources to whatever cause she feels passionate about, though this often leaves her stretched thin and even cynical.

Bonnie finds that she sticks to her traditions and routines almost religiously, as this offers her a sense of comfort and reassurance that she and the others will continue to stay out of trouble. Due to her hypervigilance, she is extremely perceptive about people is often on the offense in her interactions with others. She always tries to stay two steps ahead and her plans nearly always include an alternative, never relenting in her efforts to prove she is not one to be underestimated.

Bonnie lives by a certain code and expects others to naturally fall in line with her morals and ideals. Loyalty and trustworthiness are two virtues that Bonnie will never compromise on. One step out of line pertaining to either and she will make it a mission of hers to ostracize and humiliate the offender so thoroughly they would never think of acting in that manner again. Once permitted into her inner circle, however, you will be rewarded with the friendship of someone who would do everything in her power to pluck the stars from the sky should you request one.

History:

Born to a family of self-proclaimed free spirits in the southern half of the United States, Bonnie was never able to call a particular place home. Her and her two siblings lived nomadically out of the family’s camper and all were educated by their own mother while their father picked up small jobs to cover the living expenses they did collect.

The lifestyle was a dream to most. Never knowing exactly where they would sleep at night or where they would be when they woke in the morning. However, this constant movement and changing left the eldest child, Bonnie, desperate for an achievable goal. Her future was blurry and this left her unsettled.

At the age of sixteen, Bonnie earned her GED and settled into a permanent home at the southern California border. She mixed herself in with a crowd her mother would have scowled at in an effort to make her ends meet, only staying for as long as was necessary. Years of working service and she eventually found herself in a comfortable nine to five, though she still struggled deeply with finding her identity.

A few seasons of packed lunches passed before Bonnie set off on a soul-searching journey of her own. The young woman had solo hiked nearly the entirety of the Pacific Crest Trail before finding her next adventure at a hostel in Washington. The men told of a camp built for those like her, a place in which successes and discipline were readily available. Venezuela was all they really had to say before she was ready to sign the dotted line. The reality of Camp Sunshine and the truths she strives to discover about the workings of the place have left her longing to have her desk chair back, however.

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[Metronome]

Accepted!

[Daydreamz]

Still taking Apps Metronome?

[Metronome]

Yup!

[datadogie]

Here she is! My girl!

Aura McCloud

Name: Aura McCloud
Age: 20
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Nationality: Scottish
Tent: C

Reason for Joining The Sundown Company: Aura joined The Sundown Company as a chance to escape her own mind, and give herself a proper purpose.

Specialty: Guerilla Warfare, Bushcraft

Personality: Aura is always trying to push the limits, poking at the line to see how far she can get it to move before it stops, and then toeing that line even after she has found it. She has an attitude that sees everything around her as useful in some way, some tool that could be utilised to get her an advantage, any advantage, even if she doesn’t know how. She is loyal to her buddies, and a tad play-flirty, but she is a little hot-headed and can act a little harshly (or physically) when confronted.

Appearance: Aura stands at a height of 5’5, usually in a relaxed stance. She has blonde hair that flows down to the upper-middle region of her back, loose when she can have it but in a ponytail if she needs it to be. She has small ears with small lips to match. Aura is usually quite expressive in her eyes - if she is feeling cocky, cheerful or has low morale, you can usually tell by looking at what she’s doing with her eyes, complemented by narrow eyebrows. Her body itself is quite slim and something teenagers would die to date her for, but with a decent but not-too-big nor impressive bust.

History: Growing up under a military father was interesting for Aura - because he wasn’t around often. She always found it funny how much influence he had on her even though he was rarely there for her. In a way, it taught Aura to work for herself a lot of the time, as she didn’t find her mother that much of a supporter.

Aura grew up in Aberdeen, in Scotland, and was subject to little free time. She followed in her father, Daniel McCloud’s footsteps of a little-freetime childhood not by her own choice but by his (and, of course, Aura’s mother’s choice). Young Aura spent time in the cadets, bushcraft classes and, when he was here, Aura’s father would take her to a target shooting club. Aura viewed her mother as little more than a slave to her father, as all she did was listen to him and, if necessary, force Aura to attend whatever she needed to attend even if she didn’t want to.

At the age of fifteen, Aura’s father disclosed something that shocked her. He had been dishonourably discharged a year after she was born, under allegations that he was heavily abusing his wife. Despite the allegations having been proved wrong and Mister McCloud being excused of any wrongdoing, he wasn’t permitted to rejoin the military. Instead, he had been serving the whole time as a part of the Sundown Company, and was using his skills there instead.

This conversation with her father didn’t drive her toward wanting to join Sundown and follow him, nor join the British Military. In fact, she practically intended to turn into a terrorist. At the age of sixteen, when she was legally allowed to leave school, she immediately did so. Using her mother’s submissive attitude against her, Aura managed to obtain the funds from the family’s pool to purchase her own cheap little home in a nice little hidey hole. Using her own key, given to her by her father on good terms, she made the long trek to where the shooting range was and took her rifle as well as ammunition, and stashed it all at her home, under the floorboards.

Her plan failed by her own emotions. She didn’t want to get arrested, but she wanted to do something. She made plans as to how to broadcast her hatred for the government for removing her father of his job despite it being so long ago. Her mother constantly tried to contact her, to talk her out of it and to tell her it was all in the past, which didn’t help the internal struggle. Aura drew maps and plans of how to ambush government officials based on reports of where they were going from the news, even stashed away items in hidden locations for later use, but she never actually did anything.

One day, that changed. Aura arrived home to find her home broken into and ransacked, floorboards pulled up, and a furious but concerned father standing there with all of her hard work placed on a large table in front of him. It was then that Aura confessed everything to him, showed him everything she had done and proclaimed herself an idiot for it. Aura’s mother had apparently worked up the courage to tell Aura’s father that Aura had ‘stolen’ money to buy the house and keep herself up, and as if to add to what was going on, one of her father’s friends had called to ask if Aura had moved off to a different shooting club, due to her rifle being missing from there for a long time.

Aura was soon left with a broken house and broken dreams. Her father remained with her for a few days to help her clean up, and to burn everything negligent in the fireplace, before leaving her again to go back to his work. Aura did nothing for three weeks, just staying at home and existing, before a pair of letters came through the mail.

The first one surprised her. By recommendation of Daniel McCloud, Aura’s father, Bill Tyler was inviting her to join the Sundown Company. All travelling expenses for her to get there in the first place were going to be paid for by her father. The second letter was from her father. It was obviously intended for her father’s letter to get there first instead of them both arriving at the same time; the letter told her that he had recommended her to join the Sundown Company, and that she was going to be receiving a letter soon. As terrible as it was to make plans as she did, the plans were well thought out, and he knew that she had the skills necessary. It would give her a place to be rather than seething in a shitty little home.

And so, Aura followed her father’s advise. She went to Camp Sunshine.

[Daydreamz]

Kiran

Name: Kiran (Cai-ren) Ahmedi (A-meh-di)
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Nationality: Nepali (Nepal)
Tent: Unknown

Reason for Joining The Sundown Company: His parents served within the 'unit' and after his Gurkha training he was expected to join as well.

Specialty: Kiran is trained in all manner of weaponry and can use just about -everything- AS a weapon but beyond that, he has a true talent for close-quarters combat. He is trained in Kung-fu, Tae-kwon-do, and Ninpo (Ninjutsu). He is a terror when he is able to get in close and translates that to the skill he has with knives, wielding the Gurkha Khupri along with other close-quarter weaponry. He is the go-to individual for a more silent kill option or infiltrations.

Personality: Kiran is a socially awkward military young man who lives, breathes, eats, and sleeps military doctrine. He was raised for one purpose, to continue the Ahmedi families glorious history of service to armed conflicts. Every generation has a child and more often than not more than one has had a Gurkha within it. With the United Kingdom using them less and less most Gurkha's are assigned to the India armed forces, or protect Singapore but others prefer to sell themselves to the highest bidder and become mercenaries. The Ahmedi family is one such Gurkha family, having a deal with Bill Tyler.

Appearance:

Kiran

Other: Has no real judgments, fiercely loyal to those he fights with, obedient to the last grammar line on orders, socially awkward, emotionally awkward.

History:

Kiran was born in Pokhara during a rather cold October night. His mother, having had issues with the pregnancy throughout the entire ordeal passed away soon after from complications and Kiran was raised more or less entirely by his militarily strict father. The boy wasn't given a very good foundation to grow upon and instead was introduced to military standards of living by the age of 5. Everything was done strictly or not at all and his father demanded excellence. There was no room for emotions, crying was met with harsher punishments and it turned the young boy into a jaded, distant, but obedient, and respectful child. He was given martial arts lessons even at that young age and by the time he was in his early teens he had his black belt in Shaolin Kung Fu, a brown in Tae Kwon Do, and a brown in Karate. Every waking moment was spent training, or doing chores and when it came time for the selection of Nepalese young men for the Gurkha program Kiran was sure in.

He thrived in the harsh environment of Gurkha training and continued his martial arts training while also being trained in all manner of firearms. Beyond that, the Gurkha doctrine believes that -everything- can be a weapon and has recruits fight with only a small branch off a tree at times. He was top of his class after training and was sent to Singapore for advanced tutelage. It was here he was introduced to Ninpo and the Special Forces units of other countries. He assisted DELTA, SEAL, SAS, and India Para SF with operations around the globe. Upon finishing his brief world tour he was returned to Nepal and inducted fully as a Gurkha soldier. And was given a letter by his father inviting him to a Summer Camp... Not truly understanding but knowing better than to go against his fathers' wishes, Kiran has packed and set his travel plans to arrive on the designated date.

[Metronome]

Here she is! My girl!

Aura McCloud

Name: Aura McCloud
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual
Nationality: Scottish
Tent: C

Reason for Joining The Sundown Company: Aura joined The Sundown Company as a chance to escape her own mind, and give herself a proper purpose.

Specialty: Guerilla Warfare, Bushcraft

Personality: Aura is always trying to push the limits, poking at the line to see how far she can get it to move before it stops, and then toeing that line even after she has found it. She has an attitude that sees everything around her as useful in some way, some tool that could be utilised to get her an advantage, any advantage, even if she doesn’t know how. She is loyal to her buddies, and a tad play-flirty, but she is a little hot-headed and can act a little harshly (or physically) when confronted.

Appearance: Aura stands at a height of 5’5, usually in a relaxed stance. She has blonde hair that flows down to the upper-middle region of her back, loose when she can have it but in a ponytail if she needs it to be. She has small ears with small lips to match. Aura is usually quite expressive in her eyes - if she is feeling cocky, cheerful or has low morale, you can usually tell by looking at what she’s doing with her eyes, complemented by narrow eyebrows. Her body itself is quite slim and something teenagers would die to date her for, but with a decent but not-too-big nor impressive bust.

History: Growing up under a military father was interesting for Aura - because he wasn’t around often. She always found it funny how much influence he had on her even though he was rarely there for her. In a way, it taught Aura to work for herself a lot of the time, as she didn’t find her mother that much of a supporter.

Aura grew up in Aberdeen, in Scotland, and was subject to little free time. She followed in her father, Daniel McCloud’s footsteps of a little-freetime childhood not by her own choice but by his (and, of course, Aura’s mother’s choice). Young Aura spent time in the cadets, bushcraft classes and, when he was here, Aura’s father would take her to a target shooting club. Aura viewed her mother as little more than a slave to her father, as all she did was listen to him and, if necessary, force Aura to attend whatever she needed to attend even if she didn’t want to.

At the age of fifteen, Aura’s father disclosed something that shocked her. He had been dishonourably discharged a year after she was born, under allegations that he was heavily abusing his wife. Despite the allegations having been proved wrong and Mister McCloud being excused of any wrongdoing, he wasn’t permitted to rejoin the military. Instead, he had been serving the whole time as a part of the Sundown Company, and was using his skills there instead.

This conversation with her father didn’t drive her toward wanting to join Sundown and follow him, nor join the British Military. In fact, she practically intended to turn into a terrorist. At the age of sixteen, when she was legally allowed to leave school, she immediately did so. Using her mother’s submissive attitude against her, Aura managed to obtain the funds from the family’s pool to purchase her own cheap little home in a nice little hidey hole. Using her own key, given to her by her father on good terms, she made the long trek to where the shooting range was and took her rifle as well as ammunition, and stashed it all at her home, under the floorboards.

Her plan failed by her own emotions. She didn’t want to get arrested, but she wanted to do something. She made plans as to how to broadcast her hatred for the government for removing her father of his job despite it being so long ago. Her mother constantly tried to contact her, to talk her out of it and to tell her it was all in the past, which didn’t help the internal struggle. Aura drew maps and plans of how to ambush government officials based on reports of where they were going from the news, even stashed away items in hidden locations for later use, but she never actually did anything.

One day, that changed. Aura arrived home to find her home broken into and ransacked, floorboards pulled up, and a furious but concerned father standing there with all of her hard work placed on a large table in front of him. It was then that Aura confessed everything to him, showed him everything she had done and proclaimed herself an idiot for it. Aura’s mother had apparently worked up the courage to tell Aura’s father that Aura had ‘stolen’ money to buy the house and keep herself up, and as if to add to what was going on, one of her father’s friends had called to ask if Aura had moved off to a different shooting club, due to her rifle being missing from there for a long time.

Aura was soon left with a broken house and broken dreams. Her father remained with her for a few days to help her clean up, and to burn everything negligent in the fireplace, before leaving her again to go back to his work. Aura did nothing for three weeks, just staying at home and existing, before a pair of letters came through the mail.

The first one surprised her. By recommendation of Daniel McCloud, Aura’s father, Bill Tyler was inviting her to join the Sundown Company. All travelling expenses for her to get there in the first place were going to be paid for by her father. The second letter was from her father. It was obviously intended for her father’s letter to get there first instead of them both arriving at the same time; the letter told her that he had recommended her to join the Sundown Company, and that she was going to be receiving a letter soon. As terrible as it was to make plans as she did, the plans were well thought out, and he knew that she had the skills necessary. It would give her a place to be rather than seething in a shitty little home.

And so, Aura followed her father’s advise. She went to Camp Sunshine.

@datadogie

She looks good, but I'd like her aged up a bit. I'd say 20, minimum.

[Metronome]

@Daydreamz accepted

[datadogie]

@Metronome, there you go. I was tired enough when I made that application (posted at about 9:15 in the morning) that I accidentally was thinking about the Scottish age of accepting into the military. :P

[Metronome]

Accepted!

[Metronome]

@Daydreamz I'm gonna move Kiran to tent C to even out the numbers so we can go ahead and start. Hopefully 3 more people will pop in soon

[Jasper19]

how do you get the different fonts for writing when you use the header?

[Metronome]

1001fonts.com