Character creator and Rules

[Max]

Basic outlines for rp (( Duke, you never did post. I stole your chance xD Anyway I’ll take this down if you want me to later. kk? It’s just people *coughMecough* were starting to complain… ))
Rules:
-This is an OC Role play!
-No God moding. Psychic ability is allowed but not to the point where it can stop bullets and stuff.
-Make sure your character is not a over-powered dekk (*Coughgamercough*). (Lol just copied what you said in my forum Bell xDD)

Please post character in the following format:
Name:
Age:
Appearance:
Personality and skills:
History (optional):

[Anonymous]

Name: Big Boss (real name Duke Mills)

Age: 35

Appearance: A rough bearded man that looks serious almost all the time. Is rarely seen without wearing body armor or some sort of weapon. Lean and muscular but not bulky caucasian male. Right eye has a patch since it was gouged out during a peace negotiation mission that went horribly wrong.

Personality and skills: Usually straight down to business and hates small talk. He lets loose and acts humorously but only around his most trusted comrades. Because of the huge responsibility and reputation he has to keep he rarely is seen smiling, but can still have dry humor and be pleasant when not working.

Big Boss has undergone basic combat training in the US Army and has basic infantry skills, and practices mixed martial arts as a hobby. He has extensive knowledge of various military weapon systems and vehicles. Big Boss can seemingly miraculously recover from usually fatal injuries and has been rumored to have survived a grenade blast, shrapnel from a rocket launcher, and other rumors. They are not acknowledged because his medical record is classified. One other rumor is Big Boss has a connection to some divine entity, but nobody ever dares to question him about it too much.

History: Duke was accused of crimes he did not commit during his service in the US army and was forced to flee the country. Along his journey as a fugitive he comes across Jericho Thomas, and they forge a vow to always have each other’s backs as brothers. Eventually they took in young teenagers that ran from abusive families in Central America and began to train them to fight against the druglord armies in South America. Over time they began to grow and decided to form a powerful military for hire organisation, a refuge for people who want to forget their past and fight and live for a brighter future.

[Max]

Name: Max (or for Bell Maxie, he doesn’t approve of it, even though he lets it slide.)

Age: 16

Appearance: Messy black hair with pale skin and piercing electric blue eyes. He has a piercing in his right ear, and wears black all the time. A long black overcoat with a black t-shirt underneath it, and black skinny jeans make up his attire. He also has his black combat boots on and sometimes you can see him wearing a black or navy blue fedora. He has his twin swords on him at all times, but mainly uses the 25+ daggers that he carries.

Personality and skills: Max is blunt and oblivious at times, though is an amazing fighter at close and long range. He has extremely good accuracy with his daggers, never missing any one of the targets he throws them at. His speed is quite fast too, he can throw three daggers in a matter of seconds. Though that’s not all he can do. He can be sneaky and mischievous, and loves to fight Bell in his free time. He is stubborn and intelligent also, but you’ll find out more about him in the RP. If he thinks your worthy of fighting him with his swords, he’ll do so, but only if he deems your worthy of fighting him more seriously.

History: ….. “I don’t like talking about my past.”

(Oh I am soo not used to typing on the iPad. Took kinda long… Oh well I finished it)

[Prilla “Mary” Ruiz]

Name: Kimera “Kim” Blew
Age: 18
Appearance: Tall, Long platinum hair, It has a red tuft that runs right through the middle of the forehead, Light skin & Ambar eyes.
Personality and skills: It’s stubborn, arrogant and egocentric, usually does things her way, always looking for the easiest way of doing things, She’s not the best at team work. Always see the positive side of things, she is smiling, friendly (She might not be the best at team work but she may be well with strangers) and charismatic.
History (optional): She used to steal information, do the dirty work of others, also was a bounty hunter, but one day her point of view changed, she realized what she was doing wasnt helping anyone, opted to join the “Big Boss” looking for a new start!

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“There are those that would call me The Renegade; wanted for war crimes committed against various countries– but they wouldn’t know what it’s like. I was Born on the battlefield. Sirens, Gunfire, and Screams… they were my lullabies. With each day that passed, I would wake to find myself spared– bodies of my family and comrades left to keep my company, as I continued to dredge on with a single hope that I would survive. I am no Renegade. I have proven my worth for all of my 24 years. You will not call me by that wretched banner. You will call me Sniper Wolf.”

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“I am a capable Woman; my build that of near-athletic-perfection. Broad shoulders and well-defined arms hint at the larger caliber rifles I tote, and toned legs scream of endurance. Femininity is only suggested by my fair skin and near-bleached hair, if the rather large bosom didn’t grasp your attention. Eyes frigid as Ice will certainly stop you from acting on any primal urges you may feel, though.

As far as my attire; you’ll find me in standard tactical shorts, with an unbuttoned vest to expose a white undershirt. Knees are protected with padded sleeves that stretch from mid thigh to shin, and tactical gloves to match the black military boots. Don’t even bother with my firepower. Odds are you’ll never be close enough to catch a glimpse. Instead, I’ve several blades I can introduce you to– all of which have a special place in my heart. I know them like the tips of my fingers.”

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“I am… an acquired taste, when it comes to first meetings. You’ll earn respect from me, and until you do, you can expect to be treated like nothing more imposing than a child. I would much prefer the company of my canine cohorts, but one mustn’t fully succumb to the call of the wild. Despite a rough start in life, I’ve been graced with Cunning, and a level head in chaotic situations. Don’t let that fool you into thinking that I will have a solution to get you out of any tight spot you find yourself in. I save that particular skill for those who earn it.

I’m not in this to be your friend; I’m in this for me, and me alone. Do not let that dissuade you from trying to fall in to my good graces with favors and payment, but know that my loyalty does not come so easily.”

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**CLASSIFIED**

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Name Poison Mantis(real name Peter Alexandrov but no one knows that yet)
Age 19
Appearance: Average height, short brown hair, and usually wears a gas mask making it hard to see his face. He often wears clothes similar to psycho mantis’, but not exactly in its likeness.
Personalities and skills: Being more imbued with mantis’ psyche has warped him a little. He has slight telekinesis and mind reading, but it can’t go as far as mind control. He also however, got that name because his signature ability causes him to emit a hallucinogenic toxin towards enemies. Personality wise because he was imbued with so much of mantis’ psyche that his mood among other things changed he dislikes most other humans because he can read their thoughts however he likes humans with more good then bad thoughts as it gives him hope he is intelligent and inventive but the mantis psyche slightly caused him to develop a split personality similar to his mantis predecessor.
History: was kidnapped and taken from his home in russia, given a heavy dose of the mantis psyche, and was forced into testing. Leaving him to study the minds of the scientists. He took advantage of a opening and left. Eventually working as a freelance mercenary until finding out about the militaire sans frontèires.

[Ghoul]

Name: Jericho

Age: 25

Appearance: Jericho is a cyborg, with most of his body covered in an artificial muscle fiber exo-suit and steel that allow him to shield himself from brief bullet fire, and survive explosions. Jericho stands at 6’3 with a metal mask covering his face and head most of the time unless he is around strictly Big Boss or other high ranking personnel. The mask has several yellow glowing dots on it that act as a form of camera, increasing his field of view to 210 degrees all around him. Besides that there isn’t much else about his appearance.

Equipment: Jericho is equipped at all times with an extremely sharp vibration sword that is made from Damascus steel and welded with nanotubes for durability. His other equipment are as follows: A .45 ACP pistol with blue tipped explosive rounds on them, and several recharge packs for his blade in case it begins to run out of power. His eyes are altered in a way that allows him to see a HUD of his current health status, time, and video chat with other people on the HUD.

Skills and Abilities: Jericho has trained himself in battle with his sword and 210 degree vision to be near unbeatable in close range warfare. His skill with small arms and HUD displays allow him to see where his bullets travel, and adjust accordingly. He has allowed himself to be filled with nanomachines that run through his body to repair his muscles and vital organs for him while he is in combat. These nanomachines have the added affect of stimulating centers of his brain to give the effect of slowed sense of time, to allow him to react to quick situations. His artificial muscle fibers give him great strength and power, allowing him to lift massive vehicles and toss them away, and punch fragile human beings into red mist.

History: Jericho was found in a militant training camp by Big Boss. With his help Jericho poisoned the leader of the camp, and became Big Boss’s child soldier, escaping in the infighting that took place after the death of their leader. Afterwards Jericho found total devotion in Big Boss’s movement, allowing himself to be subjected to deadly procedures to infuse his body with advanced technology and become Big Boss’s first and most powerful to this day, super soldier.

Personality: Jericho is silent, most of the time, refusing to associate with most people that aren’t of higher ranking than him, and simply going about his duties on a day to day basis, and increasingly dangerous missions. In private however he considers himself a funny person, and light hearted but with total devotion to Big Boss’s cause. In battle his personality almost completely shifts, to a sadistic man, who enjoys to toy with his opponents, or simple brutal savagery, cleaving opponents apart, and laying waste to a battle field.

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Allot of people like to think about my mask. When they see it, some are intrigued, afraid, horrified, and anything else in the dictionary, but I think I’d prefer it like that. No one ever asks what is beneath the mask. In truth it is but a man, one who in the day cleaves militia in twain, and by night likes to watch the stars in the night sky. Beneath this mask is man who massacres at night, and eats breakfast with his family in the morning. Beneath my mask is someone who feels remorse over his dark work, and at the same time, a demon who loves his job. Beneath it lies someone named Jericho, a person who’s learned that the best way to go about his life is to, ‘Speak softly, and carry a big stick.’

[Bell]

((ASSHATS. HOW DARE YOU START WITHOUT ME. :l))

Name: Bell

Age: 24 (Yeah shithead *Directs comment towards Duke* NOT 11 years old)

Appearance: 5’9″ “Dirty Blonde” Hair with sun highlights. Cyan eyes. Pale shin. Form fitting but athletic clothing usually dark blue leggings, pale blue tank-top, blue sash for weapon sheaths, and soft (flexible) black boots.

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((Ignore the comments. They are directed towards Duke.))

Personality and skills: Dislikes being controlled or ordered about. For the most part she refuses to obey orders only following commands if it suits her or is phrased as a request. Can work with anything as a weapon, but prefers to use crossbows (Normal and handheld) and various knives and daggers. ((Ie I am too tired to type right now.))

History (optional): Blah…blah… Worked as a Didnt like being under command of others=> Took command of Loli Army Base=> Read the story so far for the other stuff. Like hell am I typing out anything else…

[M3l0dy]

Name: M3l0dy
Age: [unclassified]
Appearance:
red and blue eyes, short black hair, horrible looking bangs (because she cut it all off)
5’2, 98 pounds
Personality:
Lazy, but strong. Stronger than an average girl. Surprises up her sleeve, but never shows them because she doesnt want to be too flashy. Quiet, patient, and sleepy. She regularly have her headphones on to ignore everyone. Also wears her mom’s necklace everyday. (if her stuff is taken she simply tie them up in a chair with chains and tight rope no escape after the torture no hurtin just scary images)
Skills:
Able to run fast, and dodge a lot of attacks, whispers in the enemies ears the worst threats that’ll start to make the enemy scream and pull his/her own hair fall on his/her knees and drop dead with a spider coming out their mouth that i use to poison my enemies. Break tables and chairs to stab/shank enemies. ETC
History: [Untold]

[Peridot]

[[ Sorry for being way late to the game! ]]

Name: Dr. Alejo Estrada (aka: “Finch” )
Age: 27 years
Appearance: Alejo is 5’10” in height and sports dark, wavy brown hair, a slightly dark complexion and bright green eyes. He occasionally wears round-framed glasses instead of contacts, depending on the situation. The most notable aspect of Dr. Estrada’s appearance is his trans-femoral prosthetic left leg. He generally has an easy smile on his face and eyes marked with the signs of fatigue and sleep deprivation.

Personality : Dr. Estrada has a mild disposition and easy-going without being laid-back. He can be firm in his view-points and quick to make decisions. It is rare to see him visually distressed, and even when upset he tends to wear a pleasant, more insincere than usual, smile on his face. Although Alejo is friendly, polite and generous while at the same time secretive and resistant to direct questioning.

Skills: Finch displays a deep scientific knowledge and expertise in the field of genetics, synthetic biology and medicinal nanotechnology. While his current specialty is on developing
(and deploying??) bioweapons, he is capable of reverse-engineering enemy technology and providing technical assistance. Additionally, he is trained as a field medic and a trauma surgeon.

His physical capabilities are somewhat hampered by his prosthetic limb. His climbing and balancing skill are impaired, but he can move quickly across normal terrain. His body is infused with his own brand of nanomachines for fast regenerative properties and enhanced agility and reflexes, but Dr. Estrada has little to no training with weapons. He is not accustomed to combat situations.

In his spare time, Finch may play flight simulators to relax. He has shown aptitude as an pilot for helicopters and conventional military aircraft.

History (optional):

Dr. Estrada passively resists inquiries into his history, but weaves anecdotes abut his former life into conversations. His files are relatively bare of details.

It is known that he had been working under the U.S government since an early age on a variety of classified projects in an undisclosed location. For reasons unknown, he refused to work on a new project and fled across the border into Mexico, taking his research notes with him. Dr. Estrada lost his leg during his escape and has joined Militaire Sans Frontiers for both protection and the opportunity to utilize his knowledge and continue work on his pet projects.

[Whatsyourface]

Name: Joeseph “Lancer” Cross

Age: 39

Appearance: Hardened face. Grey hair. One eye Hazel eye, the other is blind and pale. “Permeneant scowl.” Has a “Semper Fi” tattoo on left bicep. Rather muscular at 210 lbs. Often wears a standard vest, camoed pants and a full headed lightweight metal mask. Often repainted for missions, with the blind eye portion of the mask sealed over, as if it wasn’t there. When not “Deathstroke” colored, often is camoed to fit the mission.

Personality and skills: Bradshaw is a very quiet man. He is often quiet and isolative. Brutish in nature and behavior. Somewhat arrogant. Enjoys killing. Calm in down time and stealth. Loud in the heat of battle. Seems unstable. Often provocative. He is however, he is very intelligent. Knowing much about chemisty, and weapon construction. Very good tactician. Good in weapon construction and even invention. Good at improvising. Some engineering. His is a very good shot and a decent pilot. He excels in CQC. Very strong. Strength in joints as well as muscle is in muscles as well. Very fast. good at figuring out an enemy’s weakness. And is good with a variety of bladed weapons, including knives, swords, fistload weapon, and Tomohawks. Often modifies assortment with many makeshift, but deadly modifications. Such as knives that inject compressed air and vibrating, heated electric high frequency metal knuckles to damage most opponents. High reflexes. Good marksman. Good with sniper rifles and at using heavy weapons when necessary, however, is skilled with most forms of firearms period. Excels with shotguns.

History: “I was in the marines. Was a pilot. Marksman. Not much to it really…”