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Blades groaned as Abel dozed off on her lap, a machete strapped to her back. It was the weapon she requested when promoted, and it was a damn find blade. It would help her take down machines with more ease as well. She still had her small shotgun, of course, but melee weapons were much more her...

Blades huffed and grinned as she leaned back in her chair, resting her hands behind her head. "Cakewalk," she commented, in regards to the previous mission, "Corporal Blades... I like it. It has a nice ring to it." She chuckled slightly, grinning as she popped a piece of bread into her mouth...

Blades winced as she was hit, staggering back slightly from the impact. She quickly shook it off, narrowing her eyes and watching the automan in front of her carefully. She abruptly lunged forward, moving to strike her blade into the side of the machine, aiming her shotgun at another and pulling...

Blades narrowed her eyes as the automans appeared in front of her, tilting her head to the side as the music beat steadily in her ears. In one swift movement, she pulled out her small shotgun with one hand, and her throwing knives tucked into her belt with the other. There was no hesitation as...

Blades grinned wickedly, pulling back her trench coat to reveal the shot gun hidden under the leather. "Don't worry Capt," she said cockily, "I got this." With that, she smoothly pulled up her hood to conceal her face and jumped out of the ship quietly and gracefully. She landed on the ground...

Wren nodded in agreement. "Someone will need to pull any guards away from the statue, then I can go up and strap the bomb onto it." "I can handle that," Blades responded, grinning as she patted the knives at her side. "I'm fairly good at causing a ruckus."

"Casualty is apart of war." Wren spoke from the wall of the craft, her voice thick with a Russian accent, "Get used to it." Dynamite was strapped around her waist, along with other tools to create explosives on the fly. A heavy gun was strapped to her back as well, with a string of ammo wrapped...

Name: Everyone just calls her Blades Country of Origin: Unknown Class: Commando Appearance: Unknown age, but looks to be in her late teens. See thumbnail. Bio: Blades stumbled upon the Project Griffin base and was found collapsed just outside. She was taken in for medical treatment, and...

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Name: Wren Giovanni Country of Origin: Russia Class: Bombadier. She primarily uses heavy machine guns, though does have some expertise in explosives, mainly larger bombs she can construct and place Appearance: see thumbnail. Is 35 years old Bio: Wren had been working for the Russian...

Will we be posting chara sheets on this thread or another thread? Sorry it's been a while since I've been on here

I'm down!

Dove wished everyone would just stop arguing. She leaned quietly against the wall, able to hear every word between Dru and Alex. She found out about Kalin long ago, and she felt terrible about it, especially since he saved her life. If she hadn't been unconscious, maybe there could of been some...

((Ok, thanks!)) Dove leaned against the wall, sighing as she listened to the conversations around her about who should rule. In all honesty, she didn't really care who ruled. It was what it was.

((Holy shit. What all has happened? Sorry I keep poofing))