“I mean think about it man, Weyland-Yutani terraforming outpost goes down, and a merc ship from the Three Worlds Empire just pops up in orbit and then some black ops spook shows up in our brigade?”
James asked leaning on cryotube. He popped an unlit cigarette into his mouth, chewing on it. He...
James gripped the plastic bucket of the bin as he emptied the contents of his stomach, vomiting into the container. He groaned and wiped his eyes, still groggy from four month cryosleep. Around him his fellow marines milled around in the EEV room. Some were putting on their BDUs, others...
I guess I like some level of realism in RPs, anyway constructive criticism out of the way. I am offically starting the rp, so from now on we all have to open and close out of character text with ()
Example: ( we're doing this now when not in character)
Its not that bad. Just pull up a list of Marine MOS's. The one I have has the numbers, rank requirements and job descriptions. But yeah I was a bit confused on why your character is ex special forces but a came in as private.
311 but I doubt former special forces would go the enlisted route instead of going for an officer's paygrade, but its your character so he probably has his reasons
I know its a real thing but ranger isnt a military occupation speciality its just a specialized unit of infantry (11Bs and 11Cs) and for that matter the marines have no ranger units
<Full Name: James Allison
<D.O.B: 01/Jan/2101 (23)
<Callsighn: Outlaw 1-10
<Status: Active
<Actual Location: USSC Okinawa in orbit over New California, Mars.
<Nationality: American
<Gender: Male
<Height: 5'11
<Weight: 190lbs
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In-Depth Personal Information:
<Background...
Hello there this is the rp thread for those who joined in from the interest check thread. Lets post our CCs and get this started!
Cast
Incognito as: James Allison, the Xenos and various human extras.
Rusty as: Lucas Weaver
The year is 1919, America has returned from the most devasting war in the history of mankind, leaving thousands of dangerous men without work or creed returning to land they no longer recongize.
For now civilization finally taken the west, save New Austin and the much of the Great Plains, as...
James downed the shot, and waved for another one, as he looked over at the man. He tilted up the brim of his old campaign hat, a memento from his time in the army. Sometimes he regretted leaving them, they gave him purpose and brotherhood. But he lost his brothers at Fallen Eagle, and for what...
James looked up at the man and chuckled softly. He was older, a bit too old for the business James was into. But if he could shoot and brawl with the best of 'em, then he didn't see why not. James shook his head at the barkeep. "No partner, two shots of your hardest whiskey for me and my...
James sat at the bar of the saloon sipping on a cheap beer as the various patrons mingled around him. Here he wasn't wanted, thank god, but a few states over, every bounty hunter and lawman was after his head. Dead or Alive. Wanted for kidnapping, murder, armed assault, armed robbery, all sorts...