Dannyrulx

The Rutherford Organization: A WW2-era Occult Investigations RP(NO LONGER ACCEPTING NEWCOMERS)

Jonathan Baumann

Name: Jonathan Baumann
Age: 32
Sex: Male
Nationality: German, of Jewish decent.
Appearance:

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(I know he doesn't look at all Jewish. Roll with it.)

Standing at 5'11" and highly intelligent, Jonathen would be one of Hitler's perfect Aryans if he was not a Mischling (half Jewish.) His heritage is strangely removed from his appearance, and his parents often joked that the traditional traits had 'slipped a generation,' as his sister was similar. Trying to pin down his wardrobe would be an exercise of the utmost futility; throughout his life his clothes have changed near constantly; especially during his work in military intelligence. As a Rutherford Operative, this has not changed much, although he does tend to wear a long overcoat, normally to cover up the flak jacket or SN-42 body protection that he occasionally wears..

Outward Personality: Dedicated, well-read and not a half-bad shot, to his old colleagues at British Military Intelligence, a brilliant radio operative, or 'pianist,' and with an excellent stint in German occupied France, including a particularly deadly mission to recover a supposed Gaulish potion dating back to Roman times that grants the consumer increased strength and mobility, although it was discovered that one of the plants needed to make said potion had long since gone extinct. To his current colleagues at the Rutherford Program, a brilliant linguist, his unique talent for picking up and speaking languges at a near fluent level, as well as his vocal range that allows him to impersonate a variety of accents spanning the globe, has earned him nothing but overall respect wherever he has worked.

Inner Personality: Whilst Jonathan is certainly an anti-Nazi at heart, his true purpose within the Rutherford Organisation is to locate the Gabriel Tablets; a set of stone tablets given by the Arch-Angel Gabriel to Mohammed when he was writing what would become the Qu'uran that detailed exactly what one must do to achieve what all Abrahamic religions said was impossible; that being the ascension of a human to an angel, and decipher them.

Said tablets have supposedly been discovered by Mussolini and Hitler in their conquests of North Africa, and are now apparently residing inside the Vatican Reliquary, where the content of them is being analysed to find out if it a legitimate item. Should Jonathan find them, not only would he become one of the most famous men in the world, bu he would alsi be able to ascend to angelhood.
Backstory:
Other: Languages he speaks:
German language group (Primary, German)
Dutch
Afrikaans
Southern European Language Group (Primary, Italian and Latin)
Italian
French
Spanish
Portuguese
English Language Group (Primary: English)
Gaelic
Slavic Language Group (Primary, Russian)
Russian
Ukrainian
Polish

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The Rutherford Organization: A WW2-era Occult Investigations RP(NO LONGER ACCEPTING NEWCOMERS)

@DannyrulxI'd imagine it be more that he knows language groupings. Like knowing general "Slavic" language instead of specifically Russian or Polish. He might know "Germanic" instead of specifically German or Dutch. There'd be some room for people to misunderstand him, but he'd still be skilled at deciphering language, so it would be significantly less OP, while still achieving the same goal.

@DepressedSoviet

Yeah. I imagine him definatly knowing Latin, so that's all the South Europe languages (Portugese, French, Spanish, Italian,) right off the bat, and probably one or two other ancient languages.

Fluent German and English though; he's going to come from a Jewish German family who left the country and went to England.

The Rutherford Organization: A WW2-era Occult Investigations RP(NO LONGER ACCEPTING NEWCOMERS)

Like I said. Imma have the guy who knows every European language known to man and a few ancient ones.

Before you ask, it's not OP because almost every European language is similar to another bar English.

Toooootally not OP.

Indiana Jones-Esque Occult WW2 Investigations RP(CopyPasting here to Casual to try and get more people)

*spins revolver*
Sounds like a jolly good show old chap!
*ahem*
Ex MI5 language master ready to translate anything we find.

Kosei Academy

The Professor

The nurses office was a short walk away from the training yards. Carefully, he pushed open the door, the goup of students who had come with him trailing behind him. "Hello nurse. We've got an issue, one of our students lost control of their electrical powers and another student was injured." The man at the desk looked concerned, before indicating to a bed next to him. "Put her down there, gently, please. Electrical powers can cause permanent scarring and 'brands.' Why did you let his powers do that?"

"Maybe because I expect teens to have basic control over their powers that even a ten year old should have from my students. Look, are they going to have to sit out the remaining day's exercises, or can they return to the field after a recovery period? I need to get back, the others still have a full day of lessons that they expect."

Rolling Thunder: A Sci-Fi Tank Crew Stuck in a Fantasy World

Sake of convince =/= Good storytelling. I'm out.

The Gregorian - Imperium (Warhammer 50K RP, The Shape of the Nightmare to Come)

Might as well post this so you guys know what insanity you'll be working with (hint, guns. Lots of guns.)

My Hider

Name: Ritske Seimger

Race: Mutated Human (Slaneesh)

Appearance:
Ritske has... Minimalist armour to say the least. Whilst she normally relies on the stealth capabilities of her captured XV-85 to dodge fire, she does have reasonable armour, although nothing that will stop anything stronger than perhaps a few autogun shots. The armour appears in large, bulky plates, and covers most of her centre of mass and what she regards as 'important;' namely her legs and groin, with basically no protection on her arms; she thinks that if they can hit your arm, you're dead anyway 'cause you can't fight back. (She'd be singing a different tune if she had power armour, but alas, she doesn't.)

Her Stealthsuit has been repainted after she realised that colour doesn't matter; surprisingly for her, it was done rather carefully, and it now sports a black colouring, with a very pale red trim. On the shoulder is a running list of the number of people who have been killed whilst she has wore the gear, and currently the count stretches from the top of the shoulder to... The other end of the shoulder.

Beneath the armour is a young woman, measuring roughly 5'8, and with black hair that reaches down in braids to about her hip. These braids are practically never done up, even though it would be much more practical in the long run. She's very pale, almost ridiculously so, and just above the small of her back is the symbol of Slaneesh, permanently branded into her skin. Her eyes are a bright pink colour, a side effect of her dedication to Slaneesh, but she simply claims that she comes from a planet near Cadia, and that tends to deflect most attention away from her.

Apart from her armour, very little else adorns her during combat. When not in the XV25, she wears a bandolier that goes from her left shoulder to her right, and then loops around her waist like a belt. She wears a simple leather jacket, both to prevent her armour from chafing and to cover up the mark, and boots with wrapping going from her calf to almost her waist. As well as the bandolier, she wears a medi-sling, and in it is numerous auto-injectors and syringes, more gifts from Slaneesh.

Personality: Indulgent, over-the-top, hedonistic, should have overdosed by now. All these words tend to descriptive Slaneesh followers, and Ritske is no exception. Willing to try anything once, then twice, then become addicted to it, she has escaped being persecuted due to a frankly excellent combat record, and that her bloody huge weapons tend to dissuade the average civie.

Bio: When first stepping out onto the board of a spaceship, Ritske was a fresh-faced mercenary with an autogun and some junked flak armour that she had made for herself, and with nary a trace of chaos in her blood. The story of how that girl became the Slaneeshi-worshipping mercenary with enough armaments to overthrow a small nation is, surprisingly, fairly simple.

It wasn't long before she was exposed to combat, specifically against the Tau, her warband being hired by a pocket Imperium in order to deal with a Sept that had settled too close to 'their' territory. She found that the thrill of combat, especially when enhanced by her being higher than a kite when doing so, was almost addictive, and hence the seeds of Slaneesh were planted in her mind.

She and her warband fought the Tau for numerous years; it was when fighting them that she gained her XV25, and she looted most of her weapons from other members, be they dead, asleep, 'preoccupied' with Riske herself or simply not paying attention, and her arsenal exploded in a very short period of time, leaving the sector the head of her warband, blessed by Slaneesh with his/her mark and eager to continue fighting.

What followed was her warband being slowly ground down as they fought more and more, sometimes against man and with xenos and chaos, and sometimes with it. Her arsenal, especially the more exotic elements of it, were all gathered in this time, and she arrived in the Gregorian Imperium without a warband, but certainly wealthy and eager to fight some more.

Gregori, spying the opportunity to grab another mercenary to secure his growing empire, capitalised on her eagerness to fight, and she ended up fighting, on the condition that Gregori himself wouldn't take notice of any of the more... Heretical parts of her personality.

Forces: A coupe of whispers here, a couple of hand gestures there, and it's surprising how many of her ilk can come out of the woodwork. (General cultist help, if she's given enough time to get some together)

Allegiance to Gregori: She's a mercenary. Enough said.

Personal equipment:

The Long List Of Weapons

x1 XV25 Stealth Suit (Modified to fit a human and repainted)
x1 Fusion blaster (Permanently attached to the suit, much to her dismay)
x1 Combat Shotgun with a folded stock and folding barrel, allowing her to pack it up into a tiny space. (Repainted)
x1 Catchcan Fang (Honestly, nobody really knows where she got this. Leather band around the hilt and handle, and two tassels hang down from it.)
x1 Autopistol (800 RPM, 50 round magazine and with the stock sawn off to leave a completely uncontrollable bullet hose. She absolutely adores the weapon)
x2 Hand cannons (Stupidly ornate finish, she's broken her wrists firing these two before, but they can take a man's head off in a single round if they actually land, so there's that.)
x1 Tesla pistol (Non-Necron and not her favourite weapon because of the long charge time between shots, but it is effective)
x1 'Big Daddy' (Ritske's custom heavy stubber/autogun. It's not really clear which one it is, due to it's ridiculously high RPM and spinning barrel, as well as a more traditional autogun design and even a single-shot option. Drum-fed (70 rounds) Can be attached to the XV25 if she so wishes.)
x? Close-combat weapons and generic las/shitty stubpistols. (Strapped everywhere she can fit them. Range in quality and size, but most of them will hurt like a motherfucker if she somehow lands the shot/stab.)
x? Stims & autoinjectors

Mostly done, just need the bio.

The Gregorian - Imperium (Warhammer 50K RP, The Shape of the Nightmare to Come)

@ClocktowerEchos@Andreyich@Jbcool@Senera2000@Bright_Ops@Dannyrulx@Yennefer@NecroKnight@POOHEAD189

If any of you are still in this pls say so in the OOC/give me an ETA on you CS if you can

@agentmanatee

Dunno what to write for her bio.

Rolling Thunder: A Sci-Fi Tank Crew Stuck in a Fantasy World

Yeah... That seems a little odd and immersion breaking. Echoing Clockwork, that might cinch it.