Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2012 0:24:29 GMT -5
* Name-Lord Vi'ro'yan
* Age- 27
* Gender- Male
* Species-Chiss
* Affiliation-CIS
* Home-world-Csilla
* Appearance-
* Weapons-A280, EMP Grenades and a Force pike.
* Bio (short version)- Vi'ro'yan was born on the planet of Csilla. At a young age he was already doing combat training. The reason being, his house was always doing constant skirmishes with rivals. He became an expert with at close quarter combat. No one had it in them to even duel him one on one, they were wussies.
Eventually the CIS started to go planet-to-planet hiring and or capturing young warriors, to raise into their army. Vi was one of these people. He loved the mentality of the CIS, and always like that he was fighting almost every waking minute of the day. He quickly raised through the ranks because of his headstrong mind, always trying to be the best.
* Sample RP-
As the men started to move through the house, something felt odd. There was a few dead men here from the enemy, it felt like a trap. All of a sudden a large vehicle came out of no where instantly blowing up one of the speeders. The remaining speeders went in reverse and started to fire at the incoming enemy from a ways back. The speeders had to stay a way back, these machines were very deadly.
The troops all started to crouch down as they moved through the house. They were getting attacked from everywhere. They lost six men so far, this wasn't good. The squad leader sent a message to base. [NPC]"We are being slaughtered! Machines... everywhere! Re-." [/NPC] As soon as he said this a grenade exploded right by his ear. He started to wobble around from the shellshock and started yelling. Nothing that exited his mouth made much sense. The remaining troops ran to the windows that faced the other side. They started to fire at the troops that seemed like they were running away from that building. They had to keep dodging oncoming fire.
The troops at base were in shock. They looked at their command and his eyes went wide and he slammed his fist on the table. [NPC]"All is lost... I have news that the fleet in orbit are retreating, due to the unexpected strength of the enemy. The transports aren't coming back... We must make our last stand."[/NPC] The troops all around him nodded and knew what they had to do. The perimeter was spread a bit more and alot more patrols were going on. They needed a plan,quick.
Yourself
Name-Vito
Age- 19
Years of (RP) experience- 10+
Character Roster
* Age- 27
* Gender- Male
* Species-Chiss
* Affiliation-CIS
* Home-world-Csilla
* Appearance-
* Weapons-A280, EMP Grenades and a Force pike.
* Bio (short version)- Vi'ro'yan was born on the planet of Csilla. At a young age he was already doing combat training. The reason being, his house was always doing constant skirmishes with rivals. He became an expert with at close quarter combat. No one had it in them to even duel him one on one, they were wussies.
Eventually the CIS started to go planet-to-planet hiring and or capturing young warriors, to raise into their army. Vi was one of these people. He loved the mentality of the CIS, and always like that he was fighting almost every waking minute of the day. He quickly raised through the ranks because of his headstrong mind, always trying to be the best.
* Sample RP-
As the men started to move through the house, something felt odd. There was a few dead men here from the enemy, it felt like a trap. All of a sudden a large vehicle came out of no where instantly blowing up one of the speeders. The remaining speeders went in reverse and started to fire at the incoming enemy from a ways back. The speeders had to stay a way back, these machines were very deadly.
The troops all started to crouch down as they moved through the house. They were getting attacked from everywhere. They lost six men so far, this wasn't good. The squad leader sent a message to base. [NPC]"We are being slaughtered! Machines... everywhere! Re-." [/NPC] As soon as he said this a grenade exploded right by his ear. He started to wobble around from the shellshock and started yelling. Nothing that exited his mouth made much sense. The remaining troops ran to the windows that faced the other side. They started to fire at the troops that seemed like they were running away from that building. They had to keep dodging oncoming fire.
The troops at base were in shock. They looked at their command and his eyes went wide and he slammed his fist on the table. [NPC]"All is lost... I have news that the fleet in orbit are retreating, due to the unexpected strength of the enemy. The transports aren't coming back... We must make our last stand."[/NPC] The troops all around him nodded and knew what they had to do. The perimeter was spread a bit more and alot more patrols were going on. They needed a plan,quick.
Yourself
Name-Vito
Age- 19
Years of (RP) experience- 10+
Character Roster
