Lord Coake

The Desert's Pain: A Dark Sun 3.5e Campaign

@clanjosI was planning for a trading post just outside of Tyr, often referred to as the 'Last Stop' for those looking for the rumored "Cavern Oasis" you lot are setting out to find.

Star Wars: The Clone Wars - Order 66 Rewritten [Closed/Dead; Thanks You Everyone Who Participated!]

Clone Sergeant CS-1313, known as 'Lucky' by most the others in the 286th Legion, was in a barracks building, performing maintenance on his gear, and talking and laughing alongside the other clones. He spent a bit of time polishing the chestplate of his armor, ensuring the large black '13' had a clean appearance. After running some checkup repairs on his rifle and sidearm, he decided that this was as good as he could get his gear today, and let out a content sigh. An old friend, Trooper CT-1998, known as 'Strongarm' for when he destroyed a battle droid with another's severed arm, sat beside him. "Word is, the General's got a special assignment for ya." he chuckled, patting Lucky on the shoulder. Lucky grinned back "Well, hopefully it involves turning those blasted tinheads into scrap....Nah, scrap's too good for 'em! We outta melt them down, and use the metal to make blasters to get rid of more of them!" He stood up and called out to the barracks, "Now who's with me? We'll show these clankers what real soldiers are made of in no time at all!" Lucky's cry was met with a round of applause and whistles from the troops in the barracks. Just after, a messenger stepped into the barracks, approaching Lucky with a attentive salute before handing him a datapad. "Message from Commander Bronze, sir." Lucky took the message and saluted back "Thank you, trooper. Dismissed." As the trooper left, Lucky read over the datapad, and called out for the troops in the barracks to follow him, heading for the meeting site.

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Arriving at the meeting site, Lucky and the others stood at attention. Listening intently to the orders, somewhat proud that the General had entrusted him command over the forces he did. After the meeting, Lucky rushed about, gathering those he needed for his detachment, ensuring they knew their orders to the letter, and getting them ready to march. Once they were fully assembled, Lucky would begin leading them onward to the goal.

Star Wars: The Clone Wars - Order 66 Rewritten [Closed/Dead; Thanks You Everyone Who Participated!]

ID Number: CS-1313
Nickname: 'Lucky'
Rank: Clone Sergeant (CS)
Legion: 286th Legion
Personality: When around his commanding officers, he is very militaristic, acting in line with the 'model soldier' persona. This puts him at the butt of quite a few jokes regarding this from the others. When he's with those of his rank, and sometimes lower, he is more light-hearted, taking part in jokes, games, and other activities. In the field, he tends to rely more on his gut than tactics, giving him his nickname, as his gut has gotten him out of more than a few bad positions, but also tends to put him at the receiving end of reprimands from his commanding officers. His nickname also stems from his ID number, as 13 is regarded as a rather unlucky number in many human societies.
Weaponry: DC-15s Blaster Rifle, DC-17 Pistol
Jedi General: Kelen Rolin

Star Wars: The Clone Wars - Order 66 Rewritten [Closed/Dead; Thanks You Everyone Who Participated!]

@Shiny KeldeoMy bad, I thought that was a class designation, not rank.

Star Wars: The Clone Wars - Order 66 Rewritten [Closed/Dead; Thanks You Everyone Who Participated!]

Saw the interest thread to this, but was a bit to late, so I figured I'd apply here instead.

ID Number: CS-1313
Nickname: 'Lucky'
Rank: Clone Sergeant (CS)
Legion: 286th Legion
Personality: When around his commanding officers, he is very militaristic, acting in line with the 'model soldier' persona. This puts him at the butt of quite a few jokes regarding this from the others. When he's with those of his rank, and sometimes lower, he is more light-hearted, taking part in jokes, games, and other activities. In the field, he tends to rely more on his gut than tactics, giving him his nickname, as his gut has gotten him out of more than a few bad positions, but also tends to put him at the receiving end of reprimands from his commanding officers. His nickname also stems from his ID number, as 13 is regarded as a rather unlucky number in many human societies.
Weaponry: DC-15s Blaster Rifle, DC-17 Pistol
Jedi General: Kelen Rolin

The Desert's Pain: A Dark Sun 3.5e Campaign

@coolbroLooks good to me.

The Desert's Pain: A Dark Sun 3.5e Campaign

@clanjosLooks good to me.

The Desert's Pain: A Dark Sun 3.5e Campaign

@coolbroGot it.

Imperfect World (New Players Always Welcome!)

Abram Romanov

Name: Abram Romanov
Age: 24 years old

Faction: The New Order infantry

Gender: Male

Appearance: Abram is 5 feet 10 inches tall, with a thin weight of 164 pounds, and he has a very thin build. His hair is short and ragged, with a deep brown color. He keeps himself clean shaven, and his face bares a scar across his left cheek. His eyes are a murky, fog-colored grey, which some have described as appearing 'soulless', ironic given his disposition for helping people. His uniform is generally not up-to-code, with things such as rolled up sleeves and ammo belts wrapped around his torso being common issues.

Nationality: Eastern Slavic. Mainly Russian, though he might have some Ukrainian heritage mixed in as well.

Personality: Outside of combat, Abram is a kind man. He does his best to help those in need around him, and isn't shy to offer his own personal items to those he feels need them more. He genuinely believes that the New Order is doing good things for the country, though if there were enough evidence to support otherwise, he would likely switch sides.

Equipment: A squad support LMG fitted with a close-to-mid range sight and a bipod, a pistol sidearm with 2 spare clips, 1 hand grenade, his uniform, a close-combat knife, and a short range communications radio.

Skills: Abram is a very fast distance runner, which has helped him in numerous occasions both in and out of combat. He's an accurate shot with his LMG and pistol, and fairly decent at knife and hand-to-hand combat. Outside of combat, he is an excellent cook, a remarkable poker player, and can hold his own in a drinking contest.

History: Abram grew up with a relatively stable childhood. He was always known for being very helpful with everyone he met, and made quite a few friends. He was quick to enlist with the New Order military after the Utopia incident with the murder of a child, and has served faithfully ever since.

Other: He currently supports the New Order, though if a resistance group were to show enough evidence against the New Order, he would likely switch sides.

Warhammer 40k: The Emperor's Hands (An Imperial Guard special forces RP)

Lanfried had begun ordering the remaining troops about, securing the rest of the outpost buildings. He stepped out from the landing pad building, to meet with Alexis. He also noted the Junior Commissar assigned to his squad standing about, and reminded himself to meet with him as well. Approaching Alexis, he gave her a saluting gesture as a greeting and spoke. "Well, that was some nice work there. Glad to see you're here too. It'll be nice to have someone else who knows what the hell they're doing around here.... Now then, if you don't mind me asking, is there anyone left alive in your squad that we should note down, or are you the only one left again?"

@Whoami