are we going to use the same system for casting as we did before?
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Name: Brian Sharp.
Age: 26.
Personality: pretty laid back most of the time, I'm not going to get bent out of shape easily but I won't be pushed about either. I like to help people out whenever I can and will stand up for people I don't know when I see something wrong happening. I have a tendency to be arrogant and impulsive but I hate that about myself and do my best to curb it. I have a deep sense of chivalry.
History: I was born in North Florida in the country. Raised by rather strict (but very loving) parents. I had a pretty physically rough childhood, quite a few serious injuries the worst of which was probably when my older brother accidentally set me on fire. I have worked in construction since I was 18. I dated my wife for about a year and a half before we got married. And here I am.
Other: I like to tinker with things. Done a bit of smithing and woodworking. Video games, role playing, guns, and air soft are some more interests of mine. I like to rp in science fiction, medieval, fantasy, post apocalypse, and
any mix there of.
Weapons: I am a proficient marksman, tested out to 600 yards with a 30-06. I am also good with a pistol though I have less practice with them. Decent hand to hand combatant and with edged weapons.
Appearance: 6'0", dark brown hair and eyes, muscular but not trimmed.
Age: 26.
Personality: pretty laid back most of the time, I'm not going to get bent out of shape easily but I won't be pushed about either. I like to help people out whenever I can and will stand up for people I don't know when I see something wrong happening. I have a tendency to be arrogant and impulsive but I hate that about myself and do my best to curb it. I have a deep sense of chivalry.
History: I was born in North Florida in the country. Raised by rather strict (but very loving) parents. I had a pretty physically rough childhood, quite a few serious injuries the worst of which was probably when my older brother accidentally set me on fire. I have worked in construction since I was 18. I dated my wife for about a year and a half before we got married. And here I am.
Other: I like to tinker with things. Done a bit of smithing and woodworking. Video games, role playing, guns, and air soft are some more interests of mine. I like to rp in science fiction, medieval, fantasy, post apocalypse, and
any mix there of.
Weapons: I am a proficient marksman, tested out to 600 yards with a 30-06. I am also good with a pistol though I have less practice with them. Decent hand to hand combatant and with edged weapons.
Appearance: 6'0", dark brown hair and eyes, muscular but not trimmed.
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What happened next I'm not sure but judging by the headache I woke up was we put up a flight, not because we didn't want to go with them but on general principle. As time past we learned to function properly as a team and became a force to be reckoned with. Not long after we made it through the augmentation process, which one of our team didn't, we were called to the armory.
I hated it when they did this, woke us up in the middle of the night just to do a drill we could have done in our sleep. "what do you think it will be this time Robbie? Ten mile run or live fire exercise? I asked as I pulled my boots on.
I hated it when they did this, woke us up in the middle of the night just to do a drill we could have done in our sleep. "what do you think it will be this time Robbie? Ten mile run or live fire exercise? I asked as I pulled my boots on.
I like the way you think! Sounds good I'll do it on my next post.
Cool, I'm just kinda at a loss for where to go at this point.
Okay how do you wanna play this next part?
"I suppose you're right." I said while trying to figure out how I felt about this. It would give me the ability to protect people but the way they were doing it was wrong. I guess it was one of those lesser of two evils type of thing. "anyway we need to get back before they notice us missing" I said and was immediately answered by one of the soldiers saying "It's a little late for that!"
As I read all the pieces started fitting together, the rumors I'd heard, the information I'd dug up, the way they were treating us, it all made sense. They wanted to turn us into weapons, why I didn't know but that was what they where doing. "Can you believe this? How do they plan on getting away with it?" I asked.
I stayed near the door door listening for the guards for a while, then paced around for a moment before walking over and looking over Robbie's shoulder. I watched as he moved through the files on the computer and wondered how he got so good with them. "you really know what your doing with computers don't you? How'd you learn?" I asked.
I nodded and said "Yeah this is it, looks like most of them are powered down right now though." staying near the door so I could keep watch and let him do his thing. "we're looking for something to do with the spartan program, whatever that is, Do you know how long it will take?"
I stopped at a set of doors and started trying out keys. "keep watch." I said to Robbie as I quickly moved through the chain of keys looking for a match. After a moment I started hearing footsteps and voices coming this way, five seconds later I found the key, grabbed Robbie and pulled him in the room with me then shut and locked the door. A moment later the voices stopped in front of the door, tried the handle then kept walking.
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