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| 28 Jul 2013 01:03 PM |
Welcome, to another war roleplay. On that note, do not hate. Support, yes. Hate, I honestly don't care.
Think I stole this from you? Let me see the thread of proof.
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Plot -
It's 3040, an a war just forged between an alien race and the human race. The aliens started the war when a religous outbreak happened. The aliens are call Xenoxians. The humans are more advanced than ever, and they are aboard a dropship heading towards the super carrier - Zeonci 505. The marines are heading there when the dropship is struck by a Xeonxian fighter - Screamer. The dropship shakes and starts losing altitude as Zeonci 505 is in sight. Your friend grabs onto a pistol, a Farsight 66. He puts on his helmet and jumps onto the Screamer and opens the hatch to where the pilot Xeonxian soldier was. He killed the soldier and planted a grenade into the core. As the dropship made the decent to a nearby planet instead of the Zeonci 505. As the pilot of the closes the dropship door, you watch as the Screamer explode into nothing. Your friend was gone, nothing you could do about it. Before the door closed, dogtags slipped in and you grab them and store them in your chest holster. You vowed to win the war for him, and mankind.
What you wear -
Marines wear a primary black suit and a secondary color of the kind of trooper you are. The helmets are black with the secondary color stripe down the sides and middles. (Basically like the ODST helmets off Halo.) The suit's secondary color goes around the collor and a large stripe to where the middle of your chest is. The gloves, around the thighs, ribs, and a large stripe down the back to your rear end.
The types of Troopers -
Assault - White Secondary
Heavy - Red Secondary
Grenadier - Blue Secondary
Recon - Green Secondary
Rifleman - Bronze Secondary ________________________________________________________________
Weapons for Trooper classes -
Assault - Rifle, Pistol
Heavy - Pistol, Rocket launcher
Grendadier - Grenade Launcher, Pistol
Recon - Shotgun, pistol
Rifleman - Sniper rifle, pistol ________________________________________________________________
Character Sheet -
Name:
Age (18 - 30):
Appearence:
Trooper Class:
Biography:
Gender:
Other:
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Rules:
No godmodding.
What an admin or myself says, goes.
No romance, this is war.
Original names.
Basic roblox rules.
I'm going to trick you now, in Other (in the character sheet), I want you to put: 'Cows Rule!' ________________________________________________________________
Good day to you now.
We will start at three character sheets.
~ If sarcasm payed money, I'd be rich. |
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| 28 Jul 2013 01:09 PM |
Name: Mike Fri
Age (18 - 30): 27
Appearence: Brown hair, light facial hair, muscualr, average hieght and weight
Trooper Class: Rifleman
Biography: Grew up in a huge city, in a small apartment with his family. When he was a teenager he took many sports and became farely agil and stealthy. When he was 24 he couldn't afford colledge and joined the army, thats when it all began.
Gender: Male
Other: Cows Rule
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| 28 Jul 2013 01:14 PM |
Name: Xander Melendas
Age (18 - 30): 23
Appearence: Stands at 6'6, weighs up to 170 lbs. He has black, short hair, blue eyes, scars across the right eye. His helmet has communication attatchment on the left side of helmet, Sniper Rifle clipped on the back of his suit, and pistol in his holster. Is white with a bit of a tan kind of shadow.
Trooper Class: Rifleman
Biography: Was put into service 3 weeks ago but only got to the dropship yard late. Xander was sent to defend after his family shot in the face by a Xenoxian General. All though scarred and terrified of the enemies on the inside, he is a good shot. He'll stand up to them and fight to the death. He won't back down until he wins the war.
Gender: M
Other: Cows Rule
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| 28 Jul 2013 01:16 PM |
| ( Give a little more detail in appearance. Like Height, Weight, etc.. ) |
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| 28 Jul 2013 01:16 PM |
| (I said average heigh and weight :/) |
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| 28 Jul 2013 01:17 PM |
| ( Average for kind of person. Small, large, medium? ) |
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| 28 Jul 2013 01:18 PM |
| ( For what kind of person* ) |
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| 28 Jul 2013 01:19 PM |
| (Small, anyway when this begins [If it doesn't die of course] Where are we. And what missions are we going to do?) |
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| 28 Jul 2013 01:22 PM |
| ( We start in a Dropship hurtling towards a nearby planet habited by Xenoxians. ) |
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| 28 Jul 2013 01:23 PM |
Name:Jason Anderson
Age (18 - 30):28
Appearance:Black hair,gray eyes,stubble
Trooper Class:Recon
Biography:A somewhat seasoned soldier,not one for being serious.Very cynical.
Gender:Male
Other:Cows rule!
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| 28 Jul 2013 01:26 PM |
EDIT Appearance:Black hair,gray eyes,stubble,skull scratched into chestplate,Combat knife attached to shoulder Biography:It was a desk job or combat.Jason had been pushing pens for five years,and got a little sick of picking up phones and copying files.When he finally got fired,he signed up. |
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| 28 Jul 2013 01:26 PM |
| ( @Valve; A little more work on the Biography and Appearance. Appearance - Weight, Height, gacial features, etc.. Bio - Some history of your character's life. ) |
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| 28 Jul 2013 01:27 PM |
| ( I'll get by with that. Accepted, both accepted. ) |
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| 28 Jul 2013 01:32 PM |
| (We have three people, shall we begin?) |
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| 28 Jul 2013 07:19 PM |
( I'll start off for now. )
Xander
I grab hold a arm brace above me and shut my eyes, thinking about what's going to happen. As I open my eyes, the dropship rattles and throws me out of my seat. I land on the floor, sliding down I hit the door. I quickly climb my way up back into my seat and grab my Sniper Rifle. |
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| 28 Jul 2013 07:24 PM |
Jason
I wake up in my seat,still strapped in and my eyes widen in shock. |
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| 28 Jul 2013 07:29 PM |
Dropship Pilot
"I don't know how much longer this bird can take, my theory is about 60k feet. We're heading into the atmosphere in 30k feet. Brace for a hard landing soon." He says into the intercom, trying to keep it from losing control.
Xander
Hearing that, I grab my Night Vision goggles and said "Well, hard landing doesn't sound that bad, right?". |
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| 28 Jul 2013 07:40 PM |
| Not bad at all, compared to many new sci-fi things. |
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| 28 Jul 2013 07:43 PM |
As the dropship makes the decent, the Xenoxians notice and start setting up a airstrike.
Dropship Pilot
"Watch out troops, we have a hostile airstrike inbound, I'm going to try to set her down easy." he says into the intercom. |
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| 28 Jul 2013 07:44 PM |
| ( Thank you, would you care to join? ) |
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| 28 Jul 2013 08:09 PM |
( No opne to reply to, so I'll keep going so I can build on this. )
As we get closer to the airstrike, two red beams came out of no where and shot the right wing and started a nosedive towards the airstrike.
Dropship Pilot
"We're hit! Brace for impact!" The pilot says as we crash into the hard soil, leaving others flown across the floor of the ship.
Xander
I open my eyes and crawl my way towards the dropship door. I open and look at the pilot. His helmet was on the ground, and he had blood all over his face and armor. The pilot was dead. I grab a flare from his holster. I store in a shoulder holster and walk to the dropship hatch. |
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