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Brovo said
Also, naming rights. Since the creature didn't have a name, now it does: Goleyeith.


Damnit ... I was so stoked on Frankenstein, but oh well ... Goleyeith works too! Actually ... come to think of it; if Goleyeith's got a friend, it would probably be Frankenstein so there's still hope!

Peter is ready for insertion to the South-East or Central Apartment Sectors and awaiting the all clear. Am willing to tag along with either Icarus or Zed for an enhanced reinforcement attempt. Also, due to his ethics, Peter would not be opposed to enter nomination as Goleyeith bait, but he needs a double; after all, two heads are better than one ;).
Ahhhh ... apologies Brovo; just turning my creative wheels for added benefit 8). Profile has been updated! Let me know if you've any issues and I'll alter accordingly ...
Double Post ... apologies 8(
Name: Peter Táo
Age: 27
Sex: Male
Appearance: Standing at 6'3, Peter's near towering figure inspires a commanding presence and an unflinching posture. His facial features offer both a warming smile and a ferocious stare. Additionally, the Washington native presents a solidly built upper body frame, balanced lower body conditioning, and capabilities of great physical feats. Several scars along his temples and left cheek provide evidence of extensive tours and patrol duties as do healed bullet wounds along both arms.
History Type: Bunker Boy

Biography: Peter was born a native in the Washington Bunker and forged a life within the former United States Capital's heavily fortified zones. Washington Bunker's well equipped, supplied, and trained ground forces proved a stark contrast against other surrounding wasteland holdouts and the competency within Washington residents proved somewhat of a model towards other Bunkers. As a child, Peter's great grandfather spoke of the days following the devastating nuclear winters when major American green zones began establishing themselves surrounding the Washington Bunker. The Táo family's fate proved fortunate enough to bring them within the bunker's fallout shelters during the nuclear winters alongside many politicians, scientists, doctors, military officers, engineers, and intellects. Sadly, contact between other family members within other parts of the world were lost and given the harsh demands within post nuclear America, Peter's family focused on survival and integration as so many other American survivors did.

Having survived the brunt of the major nuclear fallout; properly coordinated Washington air, armored, and mech elements quickly established what became known as the Columbian Perimeter during a valiant push to fortify and secure vital areas along the Potomac River. Peter's great grandfather, Norman Táo served alongside the remaining United States National Guard and Reserve elements to retain Washington Bunker's stability within the greater D.C. Area and was able to instill pre-nuclear catacylsm values to future generations. Thus, even after Norman's aged passing, the Táo family managed to preserve and incorporate strong American ethical values of the pre-cataclysm age in assisting others during times of hardship while they steadily earned a place amongst Washington Bunker's upper echelons. When his father and uncles were were caught in a horrific, three-way battle between outnumbered Bunker ground elements, U-ARM Insurgents, and hordes of bezerking, mutant colossi, Peter watched from a distance as the doomed Miwaukee Citadel flattened due to saturated ADAM safety protocol artillery salvos. The risks to allowing mutant colossi to spill over to the nearby Bunkers Detroit and Chicago were too great and no attempts to launch rescue operations were ordered. As such, there were few survivors and neither his father, uncles, or Bunker Security Personnel were amongst the living. The chilling memory served as both a haunting reminder to poor judgments amongst Bunker upper echelon officers, the price for sacrificing ground elements for a greater good, and the costs of incompetency. Devastated, Peter returned to Bunker Washington's fortified territory, having resolved to never allow another repeat and as a growing adolescent and as one of the Táo family's oldest males, Peter spent much time in and out of Bunker Washington to assist outlying homesteaders and caravan traders alike while taking up the mantle to serve as a role model for his younger cousins within the regional walls.

When he came of age, the 20th generation Asian American entered one of the Colonies' most rigorous basics with a determined and fiery intensity not seen within many other recruits. True to their name, Washington Bunker's training for enlisted personnel was renowned to involve brutishly rigorous, months-long combat exercises and expected the graduated candidate classes to perform flawlessly. After completing many grueling months' combat and field exercises, Peter joined the famed BWSEC and trained within perfectly preserved pre-war military facilities of the surrounding D.C. Area before deploying alongside other Columbian personnel to further expand the homesteads stretching along the purified Potomac River. Fighting and training alongside Washington Bunker troops demanded an extraordinary excellence found in few other Bunker Security Forces and drew upon pre-nuclear cataclysm standards. As Peter learned, Washington Bunker Security standards held high expectations towards each guardsman, pilot, and listener and thus found no tolerance for incompetence.

Within three years, Peter was approached to enter the ranks of Washington Bunker's quick-reaction, Frontal Assault Shock Trooper branch or better known by their F.A.S.T. Acronym. Peter soon found himself immediately deployed in and around the Northern Colony frontiers where Bunker Washington personnel offered limited assistance to Bunkers Boston and New York Military Personnel as they held the line against increasingly aggressive mutant colossi, well organized U-ARM terrorists, behemoth creature fiends, and nightmarish beasts alike. Following his 8th tour, Peter fell madly in love with a breathtaking member of Bunker Washington's few medical directors and managed to set the frameworks to begin a family; however, before he could fully settle into the Columbian inner walls, times changed. Following urgent distress transmissions from Bunkers Chicago and Detroit regarding an alarming situation concerning a growing Shadow Zone, reserve elements within Bunker Washington's Armed Forces were placed on high alert and fearing a potential overrun of two entire American Bunkers, Bunker Washington Command secretly began organizing a possible military aid package to offer limited support towards Bunker Chicago's beleaguered military elements. Several squadron commanders of Washington Bunker's forces composed of its hand-picked Frontal Assault Shock Troopers were approached to potentially deploy via one way insertion into the Chicago, Lake Michigan Bastion. Wanting nothing more than to prevent a similar Milwaukee repeat, Peter felt more than inclined to reinforce Bunker Chicago to offer black operative assistance against the colony's increasingly hostile, northern frontier ...

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Signature: I, GourmetItalia, hereby verify that I agree to Brovo's rules, a la Vlad's Camouflage (and we all know that Vlad has Camouflage). That being said, and I also agree to the fact that even though you, Brovo, can kill my character without my permission; I, GourmetItalia, will also do my best to fully give justice to my character while also covering his friends' backs. This will come in the form of steady lead streams and a desire to unleash lead hell on the enemy.
On a side note, I wish you all fortunes and a speedy return! This theme song came to mind in regards to selected background music:

Combat Initiation and Shadow Zone Deployment
Holmishire, after your last post, this scene is all I could think of XD

Wow ... what an amazing and awesome story that wreaks of Fallout and Metro alike! Been reading up enough to say that it'd be an honor to collaborate and write with all of you peeps. Is there any room for one more writer/storyteller here?
Thank you Danko, and may fortune favor your story! If you need a reserve writer/reinforcement pilot, let me know because I'll be here 8). I do have a character idea in mind, but it looks like the Wolves are at full strength.
Great story regarding early fighter pilots and mercenaries! Is there any room for more gungho, crack-shot pilots?
If anyone else's present, please share your thoughts!
I'll have my post up very soon so stay tuned everyone!
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