GrowingDark

After War, Before Peace (Military, Alternate History/Post-war RP)

Well, here is my CS! Let me know what you guys think:

Name: Carson Findlay Ramsey

Age: 35

Gender: Male

Nationality: Scottish descent, US Citizen

Branch of Service:
United States Marine Corps (1997-2005)
Independant Contract Mercenary (2005-present)

Appearance:

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He’s a ginger and likes to grow a massive red beard in honor of his scottish heritage. Medium build but more focused on muscle building than endurance, so he’s a bit thicker and broader than average.

Personality:
He is a firm believer in family and kinship and is great at making fast friends. It doesn’t matter how long you’ve served with him, you’re family and he will treat you as such. Loud and obnoxious at times, but always knows how to lighten the mood with his jokes. He’s also a very simple man. He doesn’t care about the American dream, having children, or owning a home. He loves the fast, exciting life of the battlefield and he would rather die in a foxhole than get too old to fight anymore. This could be contributed to his Scottish heritage as well, this man loves to fight. He would sooner throw a punch than say excuse me and then hug you right after.

Personal History:
Military is his life. Always has been. He’s inherited the desire to fight from his father, who got it from his father, and so on. Every male in his family served in the military and loved every second of it. As soon as he turned 18, Carson packed his bags, ran to the nearest recruiter and joined right up. He was quickly recognized as being a highly skilled soldier, but he wasn’t leadership material. He prefered to keep things simple, “Just show me where to shoot!”. After his eight years of service, Carson and his closest friends decided they were tired of the structured life the the U.S. Military and decided to go the mercenary route. Over the course of time, he proved that his skill surpassed theirs, but the price was seeing them all die, one by one. He was never the same after that. He still had his goofy, joking outside, but underneath, there were hints of rage that would show themselves in brief moments of utter brutality in the battlefield. The way he sees it, this mission to the Pacific was just another chance to let some rage out.

Particular Skills or Talents:
Excellent engineer skills from his time in the US Military. Can repair most types of machinery and weaponry. Knows a decent amount about explosives. Proficient with small arms, particularly in the case of holding a position.

Weaponry:
Light Machine Gun, 5.56 mm, M249 /w Bipod
Mossberg 500 12 Gauge Combat Shotgun
Colt M1911
U.S. Navy utility knife, Mark 2

Personal Equipment:
Standard Issue Military Backpack
Standard Issue US MARPAT BDU’s
Standard Issue Light Weight Helmet
Modular Assault vest /w Pouches, Hydration, Ballistics
Radio
Brown face mesh
Small tool kit
Black tinted shooting glasses
3x Pouches holding 200 round belts of 5.56 ammunition
2x Bandoliers of 200 round 5.56 ammunition
4x 1911 Magazines
Whetstone
5x Frag Grenades
4x Anti-Vehicle Mines
1x Bundle of C4 /w detonator
Trenching tool
5 Days of MRE’s

After War, Before Peace (Military, Alternate History/Post-war RP)

This sounds legit!
What do you guys think? Is a mercenary whose only motivation is money and keeping his comrades alive too shallow of a character?

Steampunk RP - Female partner needed

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Steampunk RP - Female partner needed

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Steampunk RP - Female partner needed

Gainsborough, the shining heart of the Esoterrian Empire. Home to over five billion people, Gainsborough is the biggest concentration of people on the face of the earth and you can tell. An endless sea of bronze structures, copper wheels, and thick steam vents stretches across the horizon and beyond. The setting sun reflects off the polished copper, covering the entire city in a fiery glow. Countless airships dot the sky, their propellers producing a steady hum that can be heard even in the lowest basement. Not all the city is filled with grandeur and splendor however. Like the copper from which it is built, the city easily corrodes and decays. Within the bowels of the gigantic city, an evil is forming. Corruption, lawlessness, anarchy…they are all slowly permeating the shining metal walls and travelling closer to the surface. You can see it travelling through the slums, desperation, a desire to survive. What can government do to help billions of starving people? Prosperity has cursed the human race. Constant expansion has led to a decrease in land for farming, hunting, or ranching. Nobody thought that food and water would ever be a thing we would lose completely, so they were unprepared.


Ok, so I'm new to all this and I figured the best way to learn is just to do it, so here we go. This is an idea I've been pretty interested in and I just wanted to start off with a small 1x1 RP just to get used to it. My original idea was an pirate airship captain and his female first mate. If you're interested let me know! I'm super open to any kind of suggestions. I don't have any major plot lines or expectations, I just want to try this out!

Hello to all!

You sure? We could be long lost cousins or something...

The Protectors

Name: Yuu Taniguchi

Age: 75

Appearance: Asian ethnicity. Pale skin caused by constant living in darkness. Young. Early twenties in appearance. Straight black hair that falls across his green eyes. He tends to wear darker colors, his favourite being dark blues and purples, so black pants with a purple silk shirt would be common. He has several tattoos across his forearms, all in Japanese. When asked about them, his expression will always become sorrowful and he will walk away in silence. Tall with a muscular build that only comes from intense motivation and dedication. A large scar stretches across his stomach.

Faction: Vampire

Job: Scout/Hunter

Bio: Born to a dirt poor Japanese family, Yuu is no stranger to hardship. He grew up with garbage and filth and death in the heart of Tokyo. His only goal in life was to care for his younger brother, Takashi. Times were tough and this wasn’t always possible. Their father was a coward and could not be relied upon for protection against the local thugs, so it was up to Yuu to become hardened and ruthless in combat. It wasn’t long after Takashi was born that their mother died. Her death resulted in the breakdown of their father, leaving them totally alone in a harsh world. Somehow, they continued to survive, scrounging for food and beating the guts out of anyone who tried to stop them.

Yuu’s reputation of being one of the fiercest fighters in Tokyo did not go unnoticed however. One day, shortly after his twenty-third birthday, the local Yakuza came down on them…hard. Yuu came to the burnt out old shack that they called a home one night, after he had come back from a burglary of the nearby meat market. Right away he knew something was wrong. The door was open. Takashi would never do that. He walked in with his knife drawn. A wicked, twelve inch fighting knife with a Tanto point, perfect for stabbing between the ribs. He soon realized it was useless when he saw his brother with a katana to his neck. The man who was wielding it was hidden in the shadows behind him. They wanted Yuu to join them as an enforcer in exchange for his brother’s life. Yuu had no choice but to accept. However, as soon as he stepped toward the man, the katana flashed and Yuu could feel warm liquid running down his face. All he could see was his brother’s terrified eyes as the life drained from them. Then a figure, unnaturally fast, grabbed him from behind and Yuu’s life became pure pain.

After an eternity, he awoke in a dark room, head pounding, skin burning, lungs aching. Something was wrong, he could feel it. A dark presence in his mind, consuming him, taking his body. The man who killed his brother walked in, even in total darkness, Yuu could identify him. The man handed him an old katana, his knife, and a semi-automatic handgun (or revolver, I’m not sure what time period this is supposed to be). Yuu had no reason to obey the man. In fact, his entire soul wanted to rip his heart from his chest, but he couldn’t and Yuu did not know why. The man sent him to America, where he would work with another group of people like him. Years passed since then, but Yuu never felt any older, nor did he look it. He just…survived. Instilled with an intense fear of the sun, he would only move in the dead of night, stalking his enemies from the shadows. By this time, Yuu knew what he had become and learned to embrace it with the goal of revenge in mind. He was no longer under the suppressing power of that man, but he had nowhere else to go, so he has been working and waiting and moving up the ranks, hoping that one day he would find a way to kill the man and avenge his fallen brother.
Personality: Quiet. Unfriendly. When he does talk it is always short and to the point. His entire being is made of revenge and rage, leaving room for nothing else. No hope, no love, and absolutely no desire for that to change.

Family/Relationships: Described in bio

Weapons: Described in bio. The katana is his weapon of choice. He keeps it maintained in perfect condition and treats it with more care than the people around him. He wants the weapon the man gave him to be used in his own downfall.

Sorry for the super long bio, I got a little inspired!

Hello to all!

So, I've never really gotten into roleplay, but I love writing and story telling and the whole idea of roleplay really appeals to me! So I stumbled across this site and I hope I fit in!