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Oh, and the CO will be a Glaswegian, whilst the other younger lad will be a Home Counties native. With the former, he'll happily be what we call completely out of order in our time, but in his? He's just a CO who saw the War and now relentlessly makes his people do well. That'd be nice actually, two Northern Irish would work well, just I'll put a cap there for any more from that part of the world.
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Name: Andrew Mackenzie Gender: Male Age: 34 Appearance: [Andrew](http://i.imgur.com/hV28YVn.jpg) (Note- the Royal Marines Beret is Green, not Brown, and obvs, this is a modern picture, so subtract the MTP.) Just like his reputation, Andrew looks genuinely like you'd think he would. He stands at about 6"4 and has a well maintained brown beard, with short brown hair, and blue eyes. He has too many bruises and small injuries to list- he has served in four conflicts and played Rugby for both the Royal Navy and Royal Marines, and even despite his age, he's near the peak of atheliticism, being more concentrated in strength than stamina- being aware that he is more fit than some young recruits joining, which is rather remarkable. Quite simply put, you don't walk into a dark alley with his silhouette, even at his mid 30s. He has a scar running the whole length of his chin to his right cheek, though it's mostly covered by his beard, and a broken nose, being a habit of his from past sports.. He has a strong Glaswegian accent, understandable due to many years in the South of the country, but sometimes, he can be jumpy in how he speaks. He has a tattoo of an Anchor on his right shoulder, of which he obtained in the Royal Navy, whilst a Trident-figure is tattooed onto his mid back alongside a sea serpent (resembling the Loch Ness Monster) on his left shoulder; all of these usually covered by his uniform and something that the Royal Marines even at this time has as a sub-culture, relating to the Navy. He can usually be seen wearing in this theater, a weathered brown Khaki shirt and trousers, alongside a RM's Green Beret that covers his short hair, a simple load bearing vest for ammunition and equipment usually on his uniform; of which has the insignia of a Captain and the Royal Marines Commando insignia. A pair of what looks like the most dusted military boots most will see sit on his feet- they have literally lasted three wars since the Palestinian conflict, and Andrew maintains it proudly, refusing to change them. Rank: Captain Role: Section Leader Weapon and Ammunition: -L2A3 Sterling SMG, 9x 30 Round Magazine, 9x19mm -Webley MkIV Revolver (Chrome Finished) -2x Mills Bombs -4x Mixed (White, Blue, Red, Green) Smoke Grenades Brief Background: Andrew Mackenzie was born in Gorbals, Glasgow, to a poor family, his father being a docker and his mother being a housewoman. He was brought up with three siblings- his younger brother and two older sisters, having most of his childhood in the rough times of the 1930s. His father almost became unemployed, and was the only family breadwinner, with Andrew expected almost straightaway to go into the Shipbuilding Industry, and help him out. This didn't happen, due to the outbreak of war- and Andrew joined up into the Royal Navy, as a Seaman, being something that even his father approved of in the end. However, he wanted more action, and found that life on deck wasn't exactly as rewarding as he had expected. He found recruitment into the Royal Marines, and more specifically, 3 Commando Brigade was a choice to make far more natural than most, in 1941- he was very athletic at this time, and played as an amateur for the Royal Navy's Rugby team. He wanted to see conflict, and become involved, and following a year's worth of training, saw his first ground-based combat in Operation Overlord, landing on Gold Beach and assaulting to La Riviere, as a Lance Corporal. He proved his worth in the Battle of the Scheldt, where he was promoted to Sergeant, and given his own squad- though he never got the chance to command as the war was quickly ended in the West, and before 47 Commando's redeployment to the Far East, Japan had surrendered. He was a remarkable man- he remained despite the expiration of his national service, and the fact that war was over, he remained as a NCO, being transferred to 40 Commando in the re-organizational shifts that occurred within the Royal Marines at the time. "Forty" was deployed to Palestine in 1947-1948 as a buffer force, and he saw even bloodier CQB warfare take place, in which almost no remorse was ordered; to Israeli or Arab forces that attacked British positions. This was a different experience to what he usually experienced back in the Second World War- this was an enemy that crawled out of the woodwork as an insergent force, not the German Army's codes. They had valor in his perspective, they didn't fight like rats, and it hardened his resolve. Following the end of this tour, he returned home and married his wife, Beatrice, before being asked to further his career in the RM and become an Officer. Following a year's Officer Training, he was deployed to Malaya with a Royal Marines section, and took on the worst of the Communist Insurgency, often being known as one of the most remorseless and successful in conducting Counter-Insurgency warfare. Close Quarters Battle and paranoia of any and every local was sometimes unprecedented, but it worked for Andrew. His approach of no holds barred, ruthlessness towards suspected Communists be it simply shooting on sight or taking men away from remote villages was harsh, but something that his superiors did not stop. He didn't want to lose any of his men to those bastards- and he became a cold, and almost psychopathically-minded Officer, being able to put his mind to one task- defeat the enemy, without losing any of his men. This tour of duty was perhaps the most destabilizing- the jungle environment, while somewhere he did flourish, lost him almost 20kg of weight, following illness, yet he got through it thanks to a dubious supply of medicine and ill-prepared paperwork. He had two children with his wife over the next few years despite a rough relationship, followed by a light deployment to Oman during the Jebel Akhdar War, as a part of a small detachment that 40 Commando sent en route to the Far East, being something he had a lighter role in. Still, he received a disciplinary for almost beating three local individuals to death, following the death of one of his men to a landmine whilst on patrol, and became famed among Royal Marine ranks as one of the most scary individuals you could be ever placed into a Section with. He loved his men truly, but didn't even respect anyone that was out on their first time, or moaned, complained, or had a problem with the way he ran his ship or the Royal Marines did. He happily enjoyed his men enforcing beatings on the weaker men in his section, where needed if someone fell out of line and didn't pull their weight- and he'd make sure that if they didn't, they'd be thrown out very quickly, rather than waste his time. And it wasn't as if he didn't enforce this off of a lull of his past-times- whilst not as fit as he was when he initially joined, the bearded Glaswegian could easily take many Royal Marines no less in hand-to-hand combat and pretty much murder them, with zero remorse. His views are an old Colonial's- he is often racist, xenophobic and Imperialistic, in how the world works and how it needs to work; although he respects any Gurkha or foriegn face in the British Military that can fight like men possessed. He doesn't drink heavily or turn to any substances- on the surface, he's a exemplar officer of the Royal Marines, being a model for his men to look up to. Yet Andrew seems to be a true psychopath, something which perhaps his superiors recognize yet let slide, as it keeps the machinery working. In 1956, he was stationed aboard HMS Eagle, as a part of a new Helicopter-borne 40 Commando battalion-sized force, with a new section- and being sent off to another British conflict. TLDR: He's going to pretty much demonstrate why you don't fuck with a Marine like him. Equipment: -British Fatigues (Khaki Drill) -Trench Knife -Long-Range Radio Rucksack -Navigation Tools -Zippo Lighter (There's a Story) -Water Canteen/Rations --------------------------------------- Name: Daniel Parsons Gender: Male Age: 18 Appearance: [Feller on the left](http://www.defunctspeedway.co.uk/Army%20Reg%20&%20Bill%20Bartlett.jpg) Daniel looks like a child to some- he doesn't look war weary, or even like he's been subjected to fighting at all. He stands at about 5"11, with a fresh face that has very few scars or cuts. While the Royal Marines standard of fitness demands most young men to be close to their peak in athleticism, Daniel looks like he barely made the mark- he could keep up with his compatriots, and just- possibly being the harsh reason he's now carrying a heavy GPMG rather than a Sterling. He has brown hair and a clean shaven face, not that he has grown a beard; with hazel-coloured eyes. He has a regular English accent, almost too Middle-Class, and wears a fresh uniform, alongside a RM Green Beret and boots. He's got no ink, at least, not yet. Rank: Private Role: Machinegunner Weapon and Ammunition: L7A1 GPMG (Trial) 6x 200 Round Boxes, 7.62x51mm NATO 2x Mills Bombs 2x White Smoke Grenades Brief Background: Daniel was born to a middle-class family in Clifton, Bristol, being brought up in a household that was subjected to the Bristol Blitz and general bombing by the Germans. His father worked as a bureaucrat in the local council and as a part-time ARF warden, whilst his mother worked at a munitions factory, being something they maintained to the end of the war. Daniel himself was evacuated to the countryside due to his youth, and spent four years of his youth generally working and helping out in rural Devon. His education was fairly affected, and he was able to only obtain meager grades in School in the early 50s, being still a teen while some of the people he'd later join in the Royal Marines gritting their teeth in war. Daniel had been rather spoiled throughout his youth, and allowed to live a more liberal lifestyle, though when he turned 17, National Service took him in 1955, and he was able to get himself into the Royal Marines. Why Daniel did this he now wonders- the training was grueling and he was subjected to hell, being almost transformed in the process into a fighting fit Commando. This wasn't what he imagined the Royal Marines to be. He thought if he'd keep his head down, he's get through his Service, and that would be it. He's as fresh as grass when it comes to warfare, and while not expecting to be deployed as a part of 40 Commando's Reserve, this suddenly happened almost six weeks after the end of his training. He was deployed to HMS Eagle, and given an L7A1- an early FN MAG, a trial weapon within the Royal Marines at the time, being a future replacement for the Vickers and Bren Guns of old. He's still a virgin, and many of his squad-mates will often remind him of this fact- not to mention that he still bricks himself at the noise of gunfire. Equipment: -British Fatigues (Khaki Drill) -Ammunition Bergen -Scouts Knife -Water Canister/Rations
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> I think the fact we're capping rank at Sergeant kind of makes the choice for you. I believe that rank caps at Staff Sergeant, correct? That means I could still play a Sergeant as a Section Leader, I assume? Forgive me if I'm wrong. > Hey! My character is from Northern Ireland too! I was gonna show that through character dialogue. Oh cool! Well, the more Ulstermen the merrier. :P I'm from County Down myself. ^^ > I guess having a mixed bag of characters would be nice. I would want one or two lifers, people who have already fought in one conflict- then we can get more National Service people in, and see how that goes. Ranking wise, they could always be Corporals, or Privates, even if they fought in the 'War. Does that mean you'd like me to make a greenhorn, then? Or a more seasoned soldier? Just tell me which, and I'll make up a sheet for them. :P
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Well, either way, whatever floats your boat really. Could even have a mix- a soldier that's just fought in Colonial wars, and only just that. I would like to see tension between not just the real veterans of the Royal Marines, older and really war weary soldiers, but younger, and really inexperienced blood. Not as a Section Lead- as a fireteam, perhaps, as my lad will be in charge of a 12 man section of Royal Marines. I did forget to mention that- it will be on a Section-Level, with NPCs in the gaps of Fireteams, but you will fill most of the roles in with human players. As the team is helicopter-bourne, it's the easiest way to fufil that sort of feeling, and give a sort of urban-assault playout.
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Ah, alright. Well, I can type up a sheet for a Sergeant soon. =) I can also make a secondary character over the next few days if we need some more fresh faces.
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CS: Name: Felix Ward Gender: Male Age: 38 Appearance: [Felix On the left](http://www.nam.ac.uk/images/online/national-service/images/89664.jpg) Felix is the "Old Man" of the unit. He saw the entirety of World War 2, and started to earn his thousand yard stare there. A trait that he still has even too this day. His skin is a weathered tan now, compared to a time when it was baby soft when he was a young sprat. He's got the big powerful build of a man who has humped, slogged and marched his way across almost a whole continent then did the same coming back. powerful shoulders, slightly greying hair, and a grizzled look that says, "I've done shit you wouldn't believe and survived every second of it." He moves with an almost animal like gait, a side effect of being wounded twice in the course of his military lifetime. As such he has an incredibly intimidating aura about him. There are people that can match it, but few who pull it off quite like he does. Despite seeing destruction, filth, atrocity and woe for years, he's managed to keep his sanity relatively intact. Rank: Sergeant Role: Marksmen/Armourer Weapon and Ammunition: Lee-Enfield No4 Mk2 20-5rnd stripper clips 2x Mills Bombs 2x Green smoke canisters 2x White smoke canisters Brief Background: Born in Lincoln, Lincolnshire, Great Britain. Son of a steel worker and a nurse. He wasn't incredibly well off from the beginning, but he was a happy kid none the less. He did decently in his schooling, and loved his sports, being an almost natural at rugby. He went on into his secondary schooling and would have continued on into college or university if the greatest defining moment for many young men didn't crop up. World War 2. When Hitler and his Nazis started to march, he told his mother and father what he intended. Got his fathers praise and his mothers tears on his shoulder, and went off to enlist. He went through bootcamp, and was shipped out to assist in the fighting in France. There beside so many other young Brits he fired in anger at the Germans. He held a Lee Enfield in his hand and even to the present day he holds one of those rifles as steadily as he would a new-bourne babe. Of course nothing was perfect. The Germans were well supplied, and had the guns and men, and drove the poorly defended and badly supplied British and French troops back. So it's no surprise he was on the evacuation ships that managed to get back to the Island. He chafed abit to get back into the thick, but wasn't with any of the groups that managed to get back into the thick. He did manage a few small raids across the Channel with small teams of infantry to help set up for greater things. But it wasn't until Normandy and Overlord that he actually got back to the mainland. He charged the shore at the northend end of Gold Beach. He was wounded three days after the landing when fighting at Boyeuk. And was the single time that he allowed himself to be pulled back off the line for treatment. He fought out the rest of the war after he returned on the front like he was meant too. When the Second World War came to an end he shipped back and for a time was shifted back and forth doing peacekeeping and the like with his unit. By then he had earned his thousand yard stare, and made a great deal of friends and enemies. It was between World War Two and the Korean war, in that 5 year span that he was selected, recruited and trained through the Royal Marines. Doing his training and specialization as an Armourer. When the Korean War broke out, his Marine unit was shipped out to join the fighting. His position as a marksman was established by now, and seeing him stock still for hours on end, waiting for that moment to pull off a mid range kill shot was no surprise to many of the people in his unit. It was in Korea that he recieved a second wound. Where the first blew a hole in his right shoulder, this one was a low ricochet that caught him in the ankle. Despite urgings from a young and inexperienced commanding officer he stayed on the front until a medic got to him to check him, bandaged him and said he was good. But his unit didn't spend the full three and some years in Korea and they were pulled out before the end of the conflict. He spent time on and off a variety of boats. Until he was transfered out of his unit and into the 40 Commando battalion, on the HMS Eagle. Giving way to his "Old Man" status, it started as a joke among some of the younger marines, a few had to have it proved to them physically and verbally that he might be going through a discharge and retirement from the military within a few years, and that he might have been passed over a few times for promotion, but he's still the guy you don't want to have pointing a rifle your way, because he's not likely to miss. Equipment: Russian style [machete](http://www.knifeup.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/01/spetsnaz-machete2.jpg) - Bought during the tail end of WW2 British Fatigues (Khaki Drill camo) Orienteering kit, compass, maps etc. Canteen and Ration - Atleast enough for six days in the field Mirror fitted to a telescopic armature to peek around corners.
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Nice, also accepted.
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I should mention- I reckon we should try and aim for more younger characters from here on out, as a sort of mention- one or two more and the OOC goes up.
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Hello everyone. It just so happens that this is exactly my cup of tea so I'll be working on a CS today for "the girl" of the group because I like the challenge of earning my place with the boys. XD
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> Hello everyone. It just so happens that this is exactly my cup of tea so I'll be working on a CS today for "the girl" of the group because I like the challenge of earning my place with the boys. XD Well, in which case, end up making either a Medic or a Radiowoman- effectively, there *aren't* any Royal Marines on the frontlines who are female, especially in this period. But for the sake of it being just something that I feel would work out in these two roles, we can get away with it, I feel- though I wouldn't want more than one if I'm honest. Make what you will, and I'll let you know what I reckon.
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My sheet will probably be a day or two, as I'm away from home. I'll try to get it up ASAP.
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**Name:** Page, Mandi **Gender:** Female **Age:** 22 **Appearance:** ![enter image description here](http://shorthaircutstyles.biz/wp-content/uploads/2013/07/beautiful-short-haircuts-for-women-with-round-faces-240x300.jpg "enter image title here") Standing at just under 164cm and barely over 52kg Mandi is hardly the most intimidating marine you will ever meet. She has the kind of look that says "I'm still green". She is attractive, however, with modest features on her toned build. Her looks have caused her no end of grief from fellow marines be it sexist remarks and attitude or harassment in some form or another. **Rank:** Lance Corporal **Role:** Medic **Weapon and Ammunition:** L2A3 Sterling| 6x 30 Round 9mm Magazines **Brief Background:** Born in Reading as an only child to a middle class family. Her father was a Staff Sergeant who died during the British-Zionist conflict of Palestine, her mother was killed a year later in a car accident. She spent most of her adolescence in an orphanage and enlisted at the age of 17 to escape her meager lifestyle. She saw the tail end of the Korean Conflict. Most of her tour was spent behind the front lines patching up the wounded, save for one instance where two North Korean soldiers found their way into her tent and opened fire on the wounded. She took a revolver from a wounded officer and shot them both saving all but three of her patients. She won't admit it openly but she actually had her eyes closed when she shot them. The officer who's revolver she had borrowed put in a good word, giving her some prestige. With the help of the officer she saved Mandi was finally transferred to 40 Commando and is ready for her first real engagement as a Royal Marine. **Equipment:** -British Fatigues (Khaki Drill) -Field Surgeon's Pack -Canteen/Rations -Martindale Bolo Machete (33cm blade) -Personal diary
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I hope this is okay. Also I should note that I really don't want anyone to hold back on the sexist remarks and other harassment so long as it stays in the IC please.
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She's a little too young- she would have seen the tail end of the Korean Conflict at 17, though I do guess if she was very slightly on the older side, it's possible she went through her medic's training and was deployed in time. I guess accepted- I know that the 50s wouldn't have been a time where females served alongside males, and hence, as you've mentioned, the sexism and harassment is going to be something that will exist. I did allow female characters in these two roles as it's the only two plausible methods, and I did want to not keep it as a total sausage-fest even so. I'd say that there will be harassment particularly from Andrew, I'm afraid, because the shock of having a female on his team is going to drive him up the wall. Also, I'm working on a CS of my younger character.
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I'm considering this, and since it's been way too long since I last RPed, you'll have to forgive my shortcomings. Probably an Anglo-Indian Corporal. Marksman most likely. See, I'm Indian my self, but not Anglo Indian, and while I love the Cold War era, I'm unsure about the treatment of Indians/Anglo-Indians in mainland Britain at the time. I'm assuming it's not very high Unless you'e stopped accepting more apps. In which case, damn.
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Get your ass in here, now. I would want that, and while we have a marksman (BigPapaBelilal's character), I want to have that character, it sounds excellent. At this time, Indians were mixed in their treatment. Racism did exist, but in the military, racism isn't as prevalent as it is in Society- look at the Gurkhas as an example. I mean, what I would say, is that in IC, a character such as Andrew might use a slur, but it would as I say, be in IC. I would say that at Britain at the time, there was underlying tensions (but it only really boiled over in the 60s), so an Indian character would be fine. I'd actually love to see that happen, so go right on ahead. Though word of note- I'd stray from Marksman, perhaps go for a Automatic Rifleman or a Machinegunner, Anti-Tank or even perhaps a Grenadier- we need a little more firepower in the team, if you could, though tell me what you reckon and we can work something out.
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Sure, Machinegunner or Anti Tank sounds quite nice. I can get all gung ho, and scream The Warrior Song lyrics. In any case, thanks for the help there, then.
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Would a Machine Gunner use the Bren or the L7? The British Army site claims "You’re trained to fire the Heavy and General Purpose machine guns and the incredible Grenade Machine Gun" but the Bren is an LMG...
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Well, either. I'd rather the Bren, because the L7 is meant to be more of a trialled weapon in the RM at this time- with a Machinegunner indeed at this time using the Bren as a standard tool. This is the modern site keep in mind- I would go with a Bren if I were you, as that is in itself, usually employed as a section's MG.
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Alrighty then, the Bren it is. I believe it's light and faster to set up as well, which is nice in harsh zones
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