Name: Henry Williams Aliases: Gunny, Sarge, Williams Age: 35 Birthday: August 12th Ethnicity: Caucasian Birth Planet: Londinium Allegiance: Alliance Starting Location: Persephone Gender: Male Occupation: Alliance Gunnery Sargent
Appearance
Height: 5'11" Weight: 200lbs Build: Muscular Eyes: Blue Hair: Brown Skin Tone: Pale whote Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Tattoo of a sleeping Bear on right shoulder. Personal Style: First and foremost, he is a soldier. Like all he good soldiers, he keeps his uniform clean, tidy and makes sure he has everything on properly. His boots and buttons are polished so well that you can actually seen your own reflection in them.
That changes when he goes off duty however, where he become incredibly laid back and carefree. He swaps out his military uniform for normal everday clothes. His off duty clothing is usually a mismatch of clothing he found while on leave, usually covered in a few patched where holes appereared.
Psychology
Calm * Patient * Obediant * Eager * Laid Back * Aggressive
Sexuality: Homosexual Relationship Status: Single Personality: Williams has two personalities, the soldier and the civilian. When on duty, he is your typical soldier. Stone faced, cold hearted and obedient of any order he is given. You could order him to shoot and old woman point blank in the face and he would do it.
When he gets off duty, he tends to be relaxed and at ease with everything and everyone. He jokes around with fellow crew, laughs and is very sociable. In his off hours he is even known to knit and sew things back together on his clothing. No matter what though, he is extremely protective of his crew and gets aggresive towards any threats. Habits:
Cracking his neck and knuckles.
Pacing back and forth.
Hobbies:
Knitting/sewing
Fears:
The shit he sees in his dreams.
All forms of bugs and insects.
Being stranded in space or on a planet.
Likes:
Bad jokes.
Puns.
Knitting and sewing.
Scars.
His job.
Tattos.
Dislikes:
Bad Soldiers.
Bad Officers.
Disorganised Uniforms.
Arrogant pissants.
Reavers.
Smoking.
Cards On The Table
General Skills:
Discipline.
Gun Combat.
Gunner.
Melee.
Perception.
Athletics.
Explosives.
Battle Dress/Armour.
Heavy Weapons.
Specialty Skills:
Turret. (Gunner)
Slug Pistol. (Gun Combat)
Slug Rifle. (Gun Combat)
Martial Art. (Melee)
Blade. (Melee)
What Is On Your Person:
Clean and tidy unifrom.
Combat Knife.
ID card.
FN Five-seven Pistol.
Hip holster.
Black combat boots.
Commlink.
P298 Pistol. (Backup weapon)
Ankle Holster.
Handkerchief.
Quarters:
Ammo.
Sewing kit.
Knitting sticks.
Balls of yarn.
M4 Assault Rifle.
Comabt manual.
Knitting books.
Private photo collection.
Boot and button polish.
Pile of clothing scrap.
Personal terminal.
History
The Reason You Chose The Side You Did: He was born on a core world, so he was pretty much raised on Alliance propaganda and was told war stories by a few of the veterans who lived nearby. Plus he joined the Alliance to mainly travel and see other planets, and to get away from home and find a purpose in life. History: His early life is pretty much as average as it gets. Born into a conservative middle class family, an older brother and two younger sisters made him the middle child. As he got older and entered puberty, he noticed more and more that he liked the company of men over women. When he was 16 he told his family that he came out to his family. They pretty much rejected him, and so he left home and lived with friends. When he turned 18 he went and joined the Alliance.
As he was going through training, he found that he liked life as a soldier. There was structure, order and nobody seemed to care about a persons personal matters, so long as they did their job they were seen in a good light. After training, he and his unit mostly went on patrols of settlements on the Outer Rim, keeping the population in order and basically doing guard work. Then he saw his first taste of combat when the Outer Rim rebelled for the first time. He saw friend and foe alike, took lives and saved a couple. The things he saw and did still give him nightmares.
After the war was over, he decided that despite what he had seen and done, he would stay in the Alliance and serve. After a few years he was given a promotion and transfer to a new unit. He was given training as a turret gunner for a patrol ship and mostly saw no action. He was only recently transferred to The Retribution, but had heard stories of Quinn and the things that happened during the war.
Extras
Character Quote: "The victory decides who is good and who is evil." Theme Song: Too Old To Die Young-Brother Dege. Alliance Record: His record is clean as a whistle. Anything Else: He's a big animal lover. My favourite main character would have to be Mal. Though I do like the Badger character.
War of Galaxies: Henry was giving the sobbing man and his family some time to calm down and listen to him. If they were hysterical it may benefit his employer by making them make a decision while afraid, but calm people were less likely to act on emotion and think logically. Then he heard a noise from outside, and before he could even turn the entire building was lit up by weapons fire.
A round grazed Henry's side, but before anymore could hit him he dropped to 9 the floor as if he was dead. He didn't even throw up his hands to protect his face, which really hurt him when it made contact with the floor. He looked around and tried to take stock of the situation. The man and his family were all dead, they were already on the ground so whoever was shooting didn't have to compensate for them dropping to the floor to take cover. They just got chewed up. His men fared better, but not by much. Of the four that went in with him, two were wounded, one was hurt so badly not even doctors could save him if they could evac right then and there. And that was not an option.
His last man was quick to react. He ducked down behind a metal table and flipped it over. It barely held against the rain of fire being thrown at it, but it held none the less. The man took out his heavy pistol and fired back, shooting blindly over cover. He must of hit something, because a scream came from outside where the shooters were. It didn't sound like it came from any human throat, and if it was human. Henry shuddered at the thought.
Henry crawled towards a small ditch in the building. It wasn't a ditch really, more like a slightly lower part of the floor, but ut was the best cover he could get to without getting shot up. When he made it to the ditch, he drew his weapon and fired off a couple rounds. They were state of the art rounds, or at least state of the art years ago. The rounds buzzing over his hewd, those were state of the art. And yet the shooters weren't that great. Strange.
Henry looked around and saw another of his men go down. A round went through his skull. He was out of the game. The remaining two who could still fight were firing away. More screams were heard outside. But the weapons fire kept coming. Henry grabbed his radio and switched it on, hoping someone would hear him of the sound of fighting.
"EMERGENY! EMERGENCY! THIS IS DELTA TEAM OF CRIMSON BEAR SECURITY! WE ARE UNDER HEAVY FIRE FROM AN UNKNOWN ENEMY! THEY ARE USING UNKNOWN HARDWARE AND WE ALREADY HAVE CASUALTIES INCLUDING SOME CIVILIANS! IF YOU CAN HEAR THIS, SEND HELP TO MY LOCATION, IT IS BEING TRANSMITTED IN THIS MESSAGE! I AM SETTING THIS ON REPEAT, JUST SO YOU CAN'T IGNORE ME FOREVER! PLEASE HURRY!"
Henry rigged the radio to repeat and concentrated on firing back. If he was going to die, he wasn't going to lie down and do it quietly. He hoped somebody was listening to the radio. Otherwise the time to set it up was a waste.
*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy.
Character Name
{"Do your job and we will have no problems"} ⚜ Respects ~*~ ☯ Neutral ~*~ ☮ Friends ~*~ ♫ Best Friends ~*~ § Tense ~*~ ♥ Crush ~*~ ⚤ Significant Other ~*~ ☠Enemies [hr.][hr.]
⚜Gregory Quinn⚜ "Good officer, so long as the rumours hold" A lot of the rank and file like to gossip, and there is a lot of gossip about Quinn. If even half the stuff is true, or holds a glimmer of truth, added along with his file he is a good officer. ⚜William Harper⚜ "Nobody else I'd rather have as a pilot" William doesnt complain, at least not very much, is professional and does his job well. As far as Henry is concerned there is he is the best pilot there is in the Alliance. Symbol Friedrich Knochengeiger Symbol "Thoughts on person" Relation Details ☯Carla Lobo☯ "Decent, for an assassin" While Henry doesnt like the fact that Carla is an assassin, since most assassins usually dont have much loyalty, Carla still acts like a professional, and in way that gains some respect from Henry. ☯Foy Coiffeur☯ "Arrogant but alright" Despite Foy's arrogant attitude they seem to be a decent person to say the least. So long as he does his job and doesnt get in the way there shouldn't be a problem. §Jahosafat Moreau§ "Well he seems suss as hell" If it weren't for the fact that Jahosafat was technically a superior officer, Henry would have no qualms with shooting him. Something about the man is just shady, and his arrogance doesnt help the situation at all.
Right so here is my Character Sheet, big thanks to @Lady Amalthea for helping me with the BBCode
Henry Williams
Character Summary
Name: Henry Williams Aliases: Gunny, Sarge, Williams Age: 35 Birthday: August 12th Ethnicity: Caucasian Birth Planet: Londinium Allegiance: Alliance Starting Location: Persephone Gender: Male Occupation: Alliance Gunnery Sargent
Appearance
Height: 5'11" Weight: 200lbs Build: Muscular Eyes: Blue Hair: Brown Skin Tone: Pale whote Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Tattoo of a sleeping Bear on right shoulder. Personal Style: First and foremost, he is a soldier. Like all he good soldiers, he keeps his uniform clean, tidy and makes sure he has everything on properly. His boots and buttons are polished so well that you can actually seen your own reflection in them.
That changes when he goes off duty however, where he become incredibly laid back and carefree. He swaps out his military uniform for normal everday clothes. His off duty clothing is usually a mismatch of clothing he found while on leave, usually covered in a few patched where holes appereared.
Psychology
Calm * Patient * Obediant * Eager * Laid Back * Aggressive
Sexuality: Homosexual Relationship Status: Single Personality: Williams has two personalities, the soldier and the civilian. When on duty, he is your typical soldier. Stone faced, cold hearted and obedient of any order he is given. You could order him to shoot and old woman point blank in the face and he would do it.
When he gets off duty, he tends to be relaxed and at ease with everything and everyone. He jokes around with fellow crew, laughs and is very sociable. In his off hours he is even known to knit and sew things back together on his clothing. No matter what though, he is extremely protective of his crew and gets aggresive towards any threats. Habits:
Cracking his neck and knuckles.
Pacing back and forth.
Hobbies:
Knitting/sewing
Fears:
The shit he sees in his dreams.
All forms of bugs and insects.
Being stranded in space or on a planet.
Likes:
Bad jokes.
Puns.
Knitting and sewing.
Scars.
His job.
Tattos.
Dislikes:
Bad Soldiers.
Bad Officers.
Disorganised Uniforms.
Arrogant pissants.
Reavers.
Smoking.
Cards On The Table
General Skills:
Discipline.
Gun Combat.
Gunner.
Melee.
Perception.
Athletics.
Explosives.
Battle Dress/Armour.
Heavy Weapons.
Specialty Skills:
Turret. (Gunner)
Slug Pistol. (Gun Combat)
Slug Rifle. (Gun Combat)
Martial Art. (Melee)
Blade. (Melee)
What Is On Your Person:
Clean and tidy unifrom.
Combat Knife.
ID card.
FN Five-seven Pistol.
Hip holster.
Black combat boots.
Commlink.
P298 Pistol. (Backup weapon)
Ankle Holster.
Handkerchief.
Quarters:
Ammo.
Sewing kit.
Knitting sticks.
Balls of yarn.
M4 Assault Rifle.
Comabt manual.
Knitting books.
Private photo collection.
Boot and button polish.
Pile of clothing scrap.
Personal terminal.
History
The Reason You Chose The Side You Did: He was born on a core world, so he was pretty much raised on Alliance propaganda and was told war stories by a few of the veterans who lived nearby. Plus he joined the Alliance to mainly travel and see other planets, and to get away from home and find a purpose in life. History: His early life is pretty much as average as it gets. Born into a conservative middle class family, an older brother and two younger sisters made him the middle child. As he got older and entered puberty, he noticed more and more that he liked the company of men over women. When he was 16 he told his family that he came out to his family. They pretty much rejected him, and so he left home and lived with friends. When he turned 18 he went and joined the Alliance.
As he was going through training, he found that he liked life as a soldier. There was structure, order and nobody seemed to care about a persons personal matters, so long as they did their job they were seen in a good light. After training, he and his unit mostly went on patrols of settlements on the Outer Rim, keeping the population in order and basically doing guard work. Then he saw his first taste of combat when the Outer Rim rebelled for the first time. He saw friend and foe alike, took lives and saved a couple. The things he saw and did still give him nightmares.
After the war was over, he decided that despite what he had seen and done, he would stay in the Alliance and serve. After a few years he was given a promotion and transfer to a new unit. He was given training as a turret gunner for a patrol ship and mostly saw no action. He was only recently transferred to The Retribution, but had heard stories of Quinn and the things that happened during the war.
Extras
Character Quote: "The victory decides who is good and who is evil." Theme Song: Too Old To Die Young-Brother Dege. Alliance Record: His record is clean as a whistle. Anything Else: He's a big animal lover. My favourite main character would have to be Mal. Though I do like the Badger character.
War of Galaxies: Henry was giving the sobbing man and his family some time to calm down and listen to him. If they were hysterical it may benefit his employer by making them make a decision while afraid, but calm people were less likely to act on emotion and think logically. Then he heard a noise from outside, and before he could even turn the entire building was lit up by weapons fire.
A round grazed Henry's side, but before anymore could hit him he dropped to 9 the floor as if he was dead. He didn't even throw up his hands to protect his face, which really hurt him when it made contact with the floor. He looked around and tried to take stock of the situation. The man and his family were all dead, they were already on the ground so whoever was shooting didn't have to compensate for them dropping to the floor to take cover. They just got chewed up. His men fared better, but not by much. Of the four that went in with him, two were wounded, one was hurt so badly not even doctors could save him if they could evac right then and there. And that was not an option.
His last man was quick to react. He ducked down behind a metal table and flipped it over. It barely held against the rain of fire being thrown at it, but it held none the less. The man took out his heavy pistol and fired back, shooting blindly over cover. He must of hit something, because a scream came from outside where the shooters were. It didn't sound like it came from any human throat, and if it was human. Henry shuddered at the thought.
Henry crawled towards a small ditch in the building. It wasn't a ditch really, more like a slightly lower part of the floor, but ut was the best cover he could get to without getting shot up. When he made it to the ditch, he drew his weapon and fired off a couple rounds. They were state of the art rounds, or at least state of the art years ago. The rounds buzzing over his hewd, those were state of the art. And yet the shooters weren't that great. Strange.
Henry looked around and saw another of his men go down. A round went through his skull. He was out of the game. The remaining two who could still fight were firing away. More screams were heard outside. But the weapons fire kept coming. Henry grabbed his radio and switched it on, hoping someone would hear him of the sound of fighting.
"EMERGENY! EMERGENCY! THIS IS DELTA TEAM OF CRIMSON BEAR SECURITY! WE ARE UNDER HEAVY FIRE FROM AN UNKNOWN ENEMY! THEY ARE USING UNKNOWN HARDWARE AND WE ALREADY HAVE CASUALTIES INCLUDING SOME CIVILIANS! IF YOU CAN HEAR THIS, SEND HELP TO MY LOCATION, IT IS BEING TRANSMITTED IN THIS MESSAGE! I AM SETTING THIS ON REPEAT, JUST SO YOU CAN'T IGNORE ME FOREVER! PLEASE HURRY!"
Henry rigged the radio to repeat and concentrated on firing back. If he was going to die, he wasn't going to lie down and do it quietly. He hoped somebody was listening to the radio. Otherwise the time to set it up was a waste.
*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy.
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