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Warhammer 40k: First into the field and the last out of it! - An Imperial Guard RP [CLOSED]

Forgot to ask was to be the platoon medic or just infantryman?

Sol City Modern Slice of life - Chapter 3 - (all welcome new and old)

Wip, Bio/Personality needs work but yeah... word and google docs aren't working right now...

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Name: Joshua Anthony Russo.
Age: 22
Appearance:
Height:6'2
Weight: 190lb
Likes:
Sleeping
Mixed martial arts
Smoking
Money
Gaming
Animals
pizza
family
doodling
helping people in his neighborhood
cooking
baking
reading
Drinking
Working out
Military

Dislikes:
His Ex-girlfriend
Annoying people
Jerks
stupid questions
Drugs
Class work
Fishing
Work
Bills
Rich people.
people who make assumptions about people
Zodiac Sign: Leo
Special Talent: Martial arts, cooking,
Profession: Custodian at the university/student
Bio/Personality:
Bio:
Born to a Japanese Russian family, Josh never had the pleasure of meeting his biological parents. At the age of four he was taken by child protective services. For the next several years Josh moved from group home to group home, always being sent along after a while. Around the age of 10 Josh found himself dumped with Jessica Russo, a Army Veteran and new Foster parent. The first few years were tough with both had their issues. Joshua was a little hell raiser, more then a dozen times his mother had to come pick him up from school because he got suspended. Jessica, being the woman she was, refused to "lose" as she put it and stuck with Josh. While the two seemed at odds, Joshua loved his mother and did everything he could to support his mother when she was feeling "Down" without her noticing.
In his first year of high school Joshua met his two younger siblings. Like himself, these two were considered troubled youths. Almost immediately the three got along to a degree. The majority of his life has been going through the motions, Go to school,go to work,come home,do homework,sleep. For the last two years Josh was working to save up for university and applied for scholarships to attend to university.

Personality:
Joshua is a very hard working man, often times he has the tendency to over work himself. He has a great love for his family,although he is consistently annoyed with them. When not working or studying he will spend time with his family, especially on family night.
Your character's favorite song: youtube.com/watch?v=-2uU6OJV65w
Actor or Actress/Public Figure who would play your Character in a movie: karl urban

The Russo Family

Ma

Name:Jessica Russo
Foster mother for three.
Gentle
works as teacher at the university and as a security guard on weekends.
Adopted mother
Army Veteran
Well versed in self defense
Some possible psychological issues

Sister 1

Kristen Russo
Pain in the ass
Party girl
1st year scholarship student.
Adopted sister
Causes problems for her brother.
Works at restaurant part time.
Loves her family
Helps take care of her mother.

Pintsize private eye.

Jasmine "Jazz" Russo
Short
third year high school student
Works at a nonprofit thrift store for animals
self proclaimed amateur "Detective".
Scared of chipmunks

The following personal bio is not required (though CS Section 2 IS required), but we strongly encourage you to at least put a little something. In the past we have found that when players get to know each other as real people, not just as names on a screen, it helps the longevity of the game. Seriously, please get to know your fellow players.

Tell us about yourself:

*Your age: 26
*What part of the world are you from?: West coast USA
*How many years have you been writing/roleplaying: maybe three?
*How often do you have time to post?: Maybe one or two a day.
*Anything else you want to mention? What you do for a living? How much do you work a week? What do you enjoy doing besides writing? Put as much as you want.: I have a daughter an I work alot so I can't promise alot of posts a week, but I will do my best.

"These are the things that make a good story great and good writers even greater."


CS section 2 - Player Interaction Scale


I'm a small group person, makes it easier to follow

2-3 depending my day.

Warhammer 40k: First into the field and the last out of it! - An Imperial Guard RP [CLOSED]

=D

Warhammer 40k: First into the field and the last out of it! - An Imperial Guard RP [CLOSED]

The ghosts had the treadfeather, likewise they used flamers and I think one or two autocannons? I may be wrong on that last one. Not a lot of stubbers as I recall. Now that I think about it the only ones I know they used for certain were the tread feathers and the flamers...

Warhammer 40k: First into the field and the last out of it! - An Imperial Guard RP [CLOSED]

We are light on heavy weapons variety. Gonna suck if we run into tanks or heavy infantry.

Blood in the Moonlight (Caliban x AutumnFrost)

This wasn't the the first time Artyom had to break into a prison, oddly enough it was a fairly common practice in his trade. In fact the night before Artyom had to break in and deliver a pirate a message for his father. Not a exciting job, but even though the son was in prison The father loved him son. Artyom Knew the guard rotations, the path he was going to take and the guards who didn't care if one person came in and two left. Quickly Artyom entered the prison grounds, expertly avoiding the guards he knew were going to be a problem. After some time in the prison Artyom finds the man he was looking for. Sitting alone at a small table within one of the many Guardrooms sat a small balding fat man eating a meal.
"Martin... Having Dinner are we?" Aryom asks, his deep voice with only a hint of his home country accent being noticeable, surprising the man, making him drop his chicken leg. "Who...Artyom..." The man said in a British accent as he rises up from his seat. "No, I know why are here Artyom, Some hired you to kill the captain...." Artyom's laughter cuts off the man before he can continue "No Warden...I have a choice for you...I will...take her off your hands,give you a little coin...I know the wife and kids could use a extra bit with the new taxs...Or I make a widow tonight...Up to you my friend." Artyom says coldly 'I hate to do this to him...He is a good man...' Martin thought for a few moments "Artyom...I liked the captain...but people more important than me want her to die... shes cell block two third cell." he says as he places down a key and leaves the room.

After some time Artyom found his way to the cell. Inside say the guard captain "Good evening Captain... I trust your day has been fun." He says lightly with a slight chuckle.

The Cursed Heart (Foxfire and Cal)

Dominic Smiles "I have no reason to harm anyone here, so you don't need to worry about me..though if any crew try to harm me I will defend myself." he says honestly. Dominic was determined to stay on the good side of the captain, she had taken a chance on him not trying to kill anyone. He knew that even if he wanted to, that there were at least a dozen people around him ready to defend the ship. 'Besides, I like that captain... Reminds me of Mari when we were kids... he thought sadly as he thought of the locket of he and his late love "I'm Sorry." me uttered before he remembered he wasn't alone.
"Very well I shall head to work then sir." Dominic said professionally as he turned to leave, making every attempt to ignore the impulse to pull out the locket and play with the broken chain.

The Cursed Heart (Foxfire and Cal)

Busy, been doing stuff the entire time. -_-

For the Greater Good!: 40k T'au Roleplay

Kroot eat their dead. =D

The Cursed Heart (Foxfire and Cal)

Dominic nods as he shakes the first mates hand. " Dominic... Body guard to the captain? Very well then...Am I to be issued weapons for this task? Also where is the weapons master? I'm not used to the lay out of the ship, my apologizes" he says awkwardly. His family had always been a costal estate so he knew basic sailing, but he knew little about legitimate seafair trade, including standard lay out of bigger ships.
at least it isn't for life... Make some coin, then rebuild...then vengeance for everyone... he thought grimly as he attempted to listen the first mate.