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WildKatz
Guest
Original poster
Name- CodeName: December CurrentAlias:Jake, just Jake.
Age- 21
Appearance- Fairly short black hairthat is a bit longer in the front but not quite in his eyes. His eyesare a deep ocean blue color with a hint of green near the middle. Heis tall, about 6'4" with a medium build that edges on the leanerside. Currently the only clothes he owns are a pair of ratty jeansand tennis shoes, a white t-shirt, and a long sleeved orange and redplaid button up that he wears open over his t-shirt. He also has anecklace.
Bio- Taken into the project at 1 yearold. Grew up there, in a small room with 4 white walls and no window,has no memories of the outside world. As a small child he wasincredibly emotional. He cried, a lot, and some of the staff feltsorry for him but it didn't last. He was taught that emotions werea weakness and the more he cried the worse he was beaten and soeventually he stopped crying. Then the brainwashing began. That washis life until he turned 16. By then he was at a total disconnectwith himself and they began to experiment on him and introduce him tothe other soldiers. They all began taking tactics classes togetherand battle training classes. He worked best with October, andtogether they watched as the others slowly went insane. When theorder came through to have them killed they planed their escapetogether but were separated during the attempt. He is confidentOctober died, and isn't bothered by it (so it would seem). He chosehis alias, granted he doesn't understand the concept of last namesyet, and is trying to figure out the best way to survive and stayhidden.
Soldier modifications- His right armlooks normal but it is actually bionic, hidden within it is a machinegun and a small laser cannon (tech the gov. wasn't suppose tohave), and a small magazine rack to hold ammo. His left eye is alsobionic. It scans and gives a readout of weaknesses and tactical infoon enemies. He was also genetically engineered to be faster than theaverage human. He received so many modifications because he was oneof the few that didn't loose his mind.
Ok, so clearly your character wont have the soldier work done but I felt I should include it. If you dont want to make a sheet we can jump right in!
EDIT
(Realized this would be easier if I had given some form of a character intro...im going to do that now so you will have something to work with. XP)
December was cold...though that wasnt the right word for it. Perhaps numb was better. Whatever it was, he didnt feel uncomfortable anymore. His clothes were all soaked through and his body shivered but he didnt seem to notice. He was looking strait up.
Rain was pouring down. All around him people ran for cabs or buildings or walked with umbrellas over their heads. They wore rain coats and over coats against the wet and cold, but he didnt. He stood there, stoke still, dripping wet, on the side walk staring up at the sky. He had never seen or felt the rain and he didnt know any better. He would probably catch his death standing there but he just didnt know any better. He also didnt know where to go because in all honesty he didnt have a place to go.
So, expressionless, he just stood there as people dodged around him and stared up at the rain.
(yes its short...ugh...but I have this image of this bimbo standing out in the rain like a drowing turkey in my head...I couldnt help myself... XP at least it gives an interesting, weird setting of sorts.)
Age- 21
Appearance- Fairly short black hairthat is a bit longer in the front but not quite in his eyes. His eyesare a deep ocean blue color with a hint of green near the middle. Heis tall, about 6'4" with a medium build that edges on the leanerside. Currently the only clothes he owns are a pair of ratty jeansand tennis shoes, a white t-shirt, and a long sleeved orange and redplaid button up that he wears open over his t-shirt. He also has anecklace.
Bio- Taken into the project at 1 yearold. Grew up there, in a small room with 4 white walls and no window,has no memories of the outside world. As a small child he wasincredibly emotional. He cried, a lot, and some of the staff feltsorry for him but it didn't last. He was taught that emotions werea weakness and the more he cried the worse he was beaten and soeventually he stopped crying. Then the brainwashing began. That washis life until he turned 16. By then he was at a total disconnectwith himself and they began to experiment on him and introduce him tothe other soldiers. They all began taking tactics classes togetherand battle training classes. He worked best with October, andtogether they watched as the others slowly went insane. When theorder came through to have them killed they planed their escapetogether but were separated during the attempt. He is confidentOctober died, and isn't bothered by it (so it would seem). He chosehis alias, granted he doesn't understand the concept of last namesyet, and is trying to figure out the best way to survive and stayhidden.
Soldier modifications- His right armlooks normal but it is actually bionic, hidden within it is a machinegun and a small laser cannon (tech the gov. wasn't suppose tohave), and a small magazine rack to hold ammo. His left eye is alsobionic. It scans and gives a readout of weaknesses and tactical infoon enemies. He was also genetically engineered to be faster than theaverage human. He received so many modifications because he was oneof the few that didn't loose his mind.
Ok, so clearly your character wont have the soldier work done but I felt I should include it. If you dont want to make a sheet we can jump right in!
EDIT
(Realized this would be easier if I had given some form of a character intro...im going to do that now so you will have something to work with. XP)
December was cold...though that wasnt the right word for it. Perhaps numb was better. Whatever it was, he didnt feel uncomfortable anymore. His clothes were all soaked through and his body shivered but he didnt seem to notice. He was looking strait up.
Rain was pouring down. All around him people ran for cabs or buildings or walked with umbrellas over their heads. They wore rain coats and over coats against the wet and cold, but he didnt. He stood there, stoke still, dripping wet, on the side walk staring up at the sky. He had never seen or felt the rain and he didnt know any better. He would probably catch his death standing there but he just didnt know any better. He also didnt know where to go because in all honesty he didnt have a place to go.
So, expressionless, he just stood there as people dodged around him and stared up at the rain.
(yes its short...ugh...but I have this image of this bimbo standing out in the rain like a drowing turkey in my head...I couldnt help myself... XP at least it gives an interesting, weird setting of sorts.)
