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Tactical Roleplaying Operations

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@MelonHeadAlrighty then! I have to go do something for several hours, but i should return around 9:15 PM EST.
@Hexaflexagon
@MelonHead Sir Melon! I am sorry for not posting a reply for two months. However, if you are willing, would you like to continue?
Yo. I'm lurking.
THERE! I HATH RETURNED WITH YULIAN FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE! FEAR ME, MORTAL WRETCHES!

I mean, yo. Got it up.
Name: Yulian 'Julian' Petrovich Tikhvinsky

Age: 25

Appearance: With long black hair pulled back into a ponytail, ice-blue eyes, and neatly trimmed sideburns, Yulian is what most would call a 'prettyboy.' He is lithe and athletic, and his muscled frame shows, no matter what he wears.

Personality: Yulian is a big-hearted fellow, who always has time for people. He can usually be found talking to someone with a patient smile, and acting charitably. His niceness might get on other's nerves, at first, but even the most vitriolic attacker of Yulian will admit that he is too damned nice to hold a grudge against. He is naturally charming, and he loves the ladies.

History: Yulian's large family of Russians moved to America, before the war broke out in 1914, and settled down in Quebec City, joining the Russian community therein. However, after the war had ended, Yulian, while maintaining good relations with his family, decided that he wanted something more, a sense of self. Something that he decided he couldn't get in Quebec. So, he became a drifter, working his way south, helping those he could along the way. However, his altruism didn't get him anywhere quickly, so he made it to Eastport before he got stuck in the town. There was just so much that needed fixing, and he liked the people, so he hung around. (He's been there for a few months by the start of the RP.)

Speech Color: Gold

Traits: Agile +1, Ambidextrous +1, Bilingual +2, Clean-Cut +1, Thick-Skinned +1, Big +1, and Churchgoing -2.
Jamy walked in the main battle group, as the Bull, while probably capable of joining the flanking force, was a very good choice as a distraction. The 50-foot MAS was a beast in direct combat, with heavy armor, and the Valkyrie Gatling Cannon. Also his MAS was shiny. Some of the others had complained that it was too shiny for combat, but as long as it allowed him to fight without taking major damage, he was fine with it.

As Seth's voice came over the comms, Jamy grinned, even though no one could see it inside the cockpit. Sam was as grumpy as ever, and Carmen was tagging along with him, as always. It looked like, with the exception of the SAM sites outside the town, this would be a routine mission. And even then, it wasn't like Jamy hadn't fought under missile fire before. Hell, he'd fought under more severe conditions than this. But, as it stood, this was the plan, and if there was one thing he'd learned from the UEE, it was that a botched plan was worse than a bad one. Waiting for Adrian to report in, Jamy sounded off right afterward.

"Jupiter here, Miles. You know where I am. Also, I have something to add. There's either an entirely different artillery piece, or we're a lot closer to the flanking group than we thought. Just thought you should know." Jamy did nothing, but rather, kept walking with the main battle group. His proclamation caused several of the infantry to curse, and pull out binocs' and rangefinders, and ready their weapons, but he wasn't worried.

Raiders like this, unless they had a trick up their sleeve, were small fry.
@Fallenreaper When the guys from Armageddon can do it for us.
@Dedonus We got oil rig workers, nukes, and heroic sacrifice. We don't need ya!
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