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First Contact. (Halo & Star Wars Crossover)

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First Contact. (Halo & Star Wars Crossover)

UNSC

Rose 'Giggly' Charmer

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Name: Rose 'Giggly' Charmer
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Homeworld: Earth (Country - Scotland)
Race: Human

Personality: Thinking things through is what Rose prefers to do, however that can be quite hard when you are trying to keep firm eyes on what you need to report back to your superiors at the same time as shooting at hostiles. Rose is one to record what she is in, not just for intelligence purposes, but so she has a memory of what she has been through. Outside of combat, she is the same in that manner, often carrying a small camera in her pocket in case she needs to take a snap of something. She is quite giggly and friendly.

Bio: Rose was born in Aberdeen, in Scotland, on Earth. Her father was an ODST, and that was what influenced her to join the UNSC. However, first, she had to go through her young life. Waiting for something can take a long time, however Rose would have to wait years, until she finished school, to join the UNSC. Despite the ability to leave school at sixteen, she continued until eighteen, hoping to get a better chance to enlist. Slowly, she proceeded through school, sluggishly working through some, excelling at others.

Sometime during school, Rose's father had signed up to be a Spartan IV. Having a father as a Spartan two would have given her advantages, but a Spartan IV gave her enough to be adopted by ONI days after she finished advanced training. She received basic training in covert operations and analysis, and was shortly after sent on different operations, some being to infiltrate insurrectionist facilities, others to be a snitch on hostile ships.

All was going well until Rose received a message while she was on an insurrectionist ship. The message was long, and it tried to hide the obvious fact: Her father had died in action. Rose ended up confessing to the XO that one of her family members had died, and the insurrectionist (with the good in his heart) gave her a few days off ship-duties. After a few weeks, once the ship emerged from it's fifth slipspace jump, it was ambushed by UNSC Red Filled Bucket, and was boarded. Rose was retrieved, along with many prisoners, and after yet another weeks she was sat in front of a panel, confessing what she had learned from the journey. This was now a normal thing on Rose's schedule. Infiltrate ship or base, learn stuff, get pulled out, play twenty-one questions.

What Rose didn't expect was to get a document handed to her at the end of the meeting. It was long, had many different medical forms and information packets, and had god knows how many 'Person's signature' items on the sheets. Rose realized that these documents were approval for her to become a Spartan. She wanted to follow in her father's footsteps. She signed up.

Rose spent the next year continuing with covert operations, but she got added in for several assaults on enemy positions. She had, of course, done this in the past, but she was now being thrown at them more than covert operations. She was also granted access and security clearance to things in ONI she normally would not have gotten. One of the most life changing things was the introduction of a personal AI unit, who called himself 'Arrow'. At first, she was very wary about the idea of an AI being plugged into her head, however she did not mind it as Arrow and Rose grew to like eachother.

Another year passed, and Rose received word that she was being transferred onto UNSC Trinity, an Infinity class vessel. She was happy at the opportunity to be placed upon such an amazing vessel. She was notified that she could do all the sightseeing she wanted on the vessel, as she was there to make sure that everyone was working up to their standards. Rose was also told she had to get good looks at what the ship finds, and if important enough, organize a priority transmission sending the findings to her superiors.

Military-wise information

Rank: Spartan
Position: Spartan (IV)
Primary Weapon: M7S Caseless Submachine Gun (Silenced)
Secondary Weapon: M6G Personal Defense Weapon System
Other equipment: Field camera, helmet camera, ACU (advanced communications unit), 2x Frag and 2x Flashbang grenades, Combat knife, tactical wristpad

Misc Info: (Any other information that is not listed.): Arrow in his AI form

Fireteam Dauntless - UNSC

Samuel Peterson

Name: Samuel Peterson

Age: 28

Gender: Male

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Homeworld: Earth

Race: Human

Rank: Sergeant

Position: ODST

Primary Weapon: MA5C Individual Combat Weapon System

Secondary Weapon: M45 Tactical Shotgun

Personality: Samuel is often strict when it comes to giving orders to his fireteam, and even outside of a firefight he is quite blunt. He rarely smiles, and when he does, it is usually from the sight of dead Covenant. Even with these traits, he would still sacrifice himself for his team, and he trusts them more than anyone.

Bio: Samuel enlisted at eighteen, and then transferred to the ODSTs after his first few years. He wanted to have an adventurous life, rather than his old farm life, and falling from the sky in a pod looked to be quite appealing to him. Years after he was transferred, the battle of Earth began, and he and other UNSC forces were pulled back to defend their homeworld. He and other troops were transferred onto the orbiting MAC stations to hold off boarders. He was caught in a firefight with a team of three other ODSTs, and a wave of Covenant defending a bomb.

Through their COM, it was agreed that they were going to have to sacrifice themselves in order to get the bomb off of the ship. They primed their frags, and blew out a window, causing them, the covenant bomb and it’s defenders to be tossed into space. Interior oxygen kicked in, and the ODSTs were silent in order to conserve their air supply.

Seven minutes of floating in the blank, darkness of space, and they were picked up by a pelican that was running supplies down to the surface, and joined it on it’s way down as longswords and seraphs fought behind them.

On the surface, Samuel and the other ODSTs in his new fireteam fought hard, eventually falling back with other troops into varying bases until they were recalled once again to go through the portal. Newly designated fireteam Dauntless were transported in with more forces in the UNSC Aegis Fate, and participated in operation BLIND FAITH and the battle of the citadel, with Samuel almost dying due to an elite combat form that got the better of him. He didn’t need to be transferred to an infirmary, however he did need some biofoam from team’s medic.

Once the remaining UNSC forces had arrived back at Earth and had gotten shore leave, fireteam Dauntless were assigned to the UNSC Infinity. Their excitement died down, however, when some idiot in command decided that they would instead be sentenced to being drill instructors for the next few years. Samuel was very angry at that point, and used this to his advantage when honing new recruits into shape. All the anger died down when they were informed that they would be on the second Infinity class, the UNSC Trinity.

Years later, Dauntless along with their personal effects were brought onboard the Trinity. The team were completely ecstatic at being on such a modern ship.

Misc Info: Samuel is the leader of fireteam Dauntless.

Emily Jolly

Name: Emily Jolly

Age: 23

Gender: Female

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Homeworld: Earth

Race: Human

Rank: Lance Corporal

Position: ODST

Primary Weapon: MA5C Individual Combat Weapon System

Secondary Weapon: M41 SSR MAV/AW (rocket launcher)

Personality: Emily is quite casual in most situations, almost too casual. Out of combat, she is like a bomb. A very big bomb. She can be happy and peaceful, but if someone presses the wrong button, something is hurt, such as someone’s feelings, someone’s heart, or someone’s arm. Emily is rarely seen without a smile (unless, of course, the bomb has been set off).

Bio: Disliking the work her family did at a garage, Emily enlisted at the age of nineteen, graduating from basic training with a knack for explosives. She transferred to the ODSTs immediately after training, however Emily did not serve in that many battles before the battle of Earth, but she had been on both missions against the Covenant and Insurrectionists. She was already stationed at Earth when the first slipspace signature identified as a Covenant ship. On board of a station, she was caught in a firefight with a team of three other ODSTs, and a wave of Covenant defending a bomb.

Through their COM, it was agreed that they were going to have to sacrifice themselves in order to get the bomb off of the ship. Ultimately, Emily was nervous, however they primed their frags, and blew out a window, causing them, the covenant bomb and it’s defenders to be tossed into space. Interior oxygen kicked in, and the ODSTs were silent in order to conserve their air supply.

Seven minutes of floating in the blank, darkness of space, and they were picked up by a pelican that was running supplies down to the surface, and joined it on it’s way down as longswords and seraphs fought behind them.

On the surface, Emily and the other ODSTs in her new fireteam fought hard, eventually falling back with other troops into varying bases until they were recalled once again to go through the portal. Newly designated fireteam Dauntless were transported in with more forces in the UNSC Aegis Fate, and participated in operation BLIND FAITH and the battle of the citadel, with the squad leader almost dying due to an elite combat form that leapt onto him and gave him a whack. He didn’t need to be transferred to an infirmary, however he did need some biofoam from team’s medic, which Emily was thankful for. She didn’t want to play ‘escort the cripple’.

Once the remaining UNSC forces had arrived back at Earth and had gotten shore leave, fireteam Dauntless were assigned to the UNSC Infinity. Their excitement died down, however, when some idiot in command decided that they would instead be sentenced to being drill instructors for the next few years. Emily was furious, and needed to be restrained for a few days as a fist sized hole in her quarters was repaired. All the anger died down when Dauntless were informed that they would be on the second Infinity class, the UNSC Trinity.

Years later, Dauntless along with their personal effects were brought onboard the Trinity. The team were completely ecstatic at being on such a modern ship.

Misc Info: Emily is fireteam Dauntless’ heavy weapons/explosives specialist

Cody Longhorn

Name: Cody Longhorn

Age: 20

Gender: Male

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Homeworld: Earth

Race: Human

Rank: Private first class

Position: ODST

Primary Weapon: BR85 Heavy Barrel Service Rifle

Secondary Weapon: M6H Personal Defense Weapon System

Personality: Cody loves to brag about his marks during training, and even brag about shots he makes during combat. Though sometimes he makes those shots by chance, he claims them to be skill. He is always happy, with either smirks or grins coming from him every few minutes. It is not unknown to his fireteam that he has the hots for Emily.

Bio: Cody’s parents had cried once they were informed that their son had joined the UNSC, in the fight against the Covenant. They realized that they were very abusive to their son, and they wanted to change, however they couldn’t bring back who was already gone. Cody had passed training as the one who hit the most bullseyes, and he bragged about that a lot to his fireteam. However, he and his old fireteam were split off when Earth was attacked, and Cody found himself fighting with a team of other ODSTs he did not know, fighting to capture and disable a Covenant bomb.

Through their COM, it was agreed that they were going to have to sacrifice themselves in order to get the bomb off of the ship. They primed their frags, and blew out a window, causing them, the covenant bomb and it’s defenders to be tossed into space. Interior oxygen kicked in, and the ODSTs were silent in order to conserve their air supply.

Seven minutes of floating in the blank, darkness of space, and they were picked up by a pelican that was running supplies down to the surface, and joined it on it’s way down as longswords and seraphs fought behind them.

On the surface, Cody and the other ODSTs in his new fireteam fought hard, eventually falling back with other troops into varying bases until they were recalled once again to go through the portal. Newly designated fireteam Dauntless were transported in with more forces in the UNSC Aegis Fate, and participated in operation BLIND FAITH and the battle of the citadel, with Samuel, Cody’s fireteam leader, almost dying due to an elite combat form that got the better of him. Cody snapped off a quick shot that popped the infection form inside the flood form’s chest apart. Samuel didn’t need to be transferred to an infirmary, however he did need some biofoam from team’s medic, which Cody helped with applying.

Once the remaining UNSC forces had arrived back at Earth and had gotten shore leave, fireteam Dauntless were assigned to the UNSC Infinity. Their excitement died down, however, when some idiot in command decided that they would instead be sentenced to being drill instructors for the next few years. Cody wasn’t to bothered with that, as he knew the UNSC had to recruit and train well to replace the fallen in the war. All the anger from the rest of the team died down when they were informed that they would be on the second Infinity class, the UNSC Trinity, and at that point even Cody was happy to leave the training facility behind.

Years later, Dauntless along with their personal effects were brought onboard the Trinity. The team were completely ecstatic at being on such a modern ship.

Misc Info: Cody is fireteam Dauntless’ sharpshooter.

Andrew Maxwell

Name: Andrew Maxwell

Age: 24

Gender: Male

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Homeworld: Earth

Race: Human

Rank: Private First Class

Position: ODST

Primary Weapon: MA5C Individual Combat Weapon System

Secondary Weapon: M6H Personal Defense Weapon System

Personality: Andrew is very caring of his squadmates, and will do whatever it takes to assure that they are safe. If one of his squadmates are injured, he will do everything to the letter to ensure that they are back on their feet and enacting revenge on whatever knocked them to their feet. Andrew likes to eat healthy, however he is not vegetarian.

Bio: Andrew’s parents had wanted their son to grow up and be a doctor, partially because they knew that it meant they could get help from him if they were ill. On the other hand, Andrew wanted to join the ODST’s, and would watch anything in the news that the UNSC was included in. In the end, both Andrew and his parents got their wishes. Andrew joined the UNSC, and graduated to be an ODST, however he was an ODST medic. Andrew didn’t mind that, as he liked to help others.

Andrew partook in seven battles before Earth was attacked. People were dying rapidly on the orbital stations that were boarded, and he found himself in the middle of a firefight with a trio of other ODSTs attempting to get rid of a Covenant bomb.

Through their COM, it was agreed that they were going to have to sacrifice themselves in order to get the bomb off of the ship. They primed their frags, and blew out a window, causing them, the covenant bomb and it’s defenders to be tossed into space. Interior oxygen kicked in, and the ODSTs were silent in order to conserve their air supply.

Seven minutes of floating in the blank, darkness of space, and they were picked up by a pelican that was running supplies down to the surface, and joined it on it’s way down as longswords and seraphs fought behind them.

On the surface, Andrew and the other ODSTs in his new fireteam fought hard, eventually falling back with other troops into varying bases until they were recalled once again to go through the portal. Newly designated fireteam Dauntless were transported in with more forces in the UNSC Aegis Fate, and participated in operation BLIND FAITH and the battle of the citadel, with Samuel, Andrew’s fireteam leader, almost dying due to an elite combat form that got the better of him. Cody, the sharpshooter, snapped off a quick shot that popped the infection form inside the flood form’s chest apart. Samuel didn’t need to be transferred to an infirmary, however he did need some biofoam. Cody helped hold Samuel down as Andrew applied the biofoam, with Samuel claimed he didn’t need.

Once the remaining UNSC forces had arrived back at Earth and had gotten shore leave, fireteam Dauntless were assigned to the UNSC Infinity. Their excitement died down, however, when some idiot in command decided that they would instead be sentenced to being drill instructors for the next few years. Andrew would rather have been on the frontline, however he knew that he had to be where command ordered him to be. After all, as a medic, he could inform the trainees of very basic first aid. All the anger from the rest of the team died down when they were informed that they would be on the second Infinity class, the UNSC Trinity.

Years later, Dauntless along with their personal effects were brought onboard the Trinity. The team were completely ecstatic at being on such a modern ship.

Misc Info: Andrew is fireteam Dauntless’ medic.

Covenant Remnant

Verdin Chocon

Name: Verdin Chocon
Age: 67
Gender: Male
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Homeworld: Sangheilios
Race: Sangheili
Rank: Fleetmaster
Position: Fleetmaster
Primary Weapon: Type-1 Energy Weapon/Sword (Energy Sword)
Secondary Weapon: Type-25 Directed Energy Pistol (Plasma Pistol)

Personality: Verdin is unforgiving but intelligent, able to improvise if something goes wrong. He is brutal in the arts of swordplay, and he has given to mercy to the enemies of which he had cleaved his way through. Verdin does not like to sleep, for fear of assassination, and when he does sleep he does so with precautions, such as locking the door or making sure he has a weapon by his side.

Bio: Verdin was born into the Chocon line, and trained before he was adopted into the Covenant. Working hard, Verdin worked in the Covenant navy hard by first starting on mere corvettes before being transferred up to frigates, a destroyer, and then eventually the senior weapons officer on an assault carrier, Unfathomable Truth.

Upon the start of the Great Schism, the ship that Verdin was stationed on was boarded. The shipmaster insisted upon self destructing the ship, whereas most, if not all of the crew disagreed. As the self destruct mechanism was primed to leak plasma onto the ship and stop the reactor coolant, Verdin drew his sidearm and blew off his shipmaster's head. He assumed the position of ship command, and ordered all boarders and brutes on the ship to be eliminated. He turned the ship around, as well as a few other Sangheili controlled ships, and they accelerated away from their battle.

Years later, he was still in command of Unfathomable Truth. The Didact's Hand himself had assigned him the position of a fleetmaster for his skill and knowledge. Verdin had assigned Unfathomable Truth as his flagship, and was in command of a considerable fleet.

Misc Info: (Any other information that is not listed.) N/A

First Contact. (Halo &Star Wars Crossover.)

Time is in... An hour and forty-five minutes.

First Contact. (Halo &Star Wars Crossover.)

Awesome.
The UNSC Trinity would have sub vessels accompanying it, wouldn't it?

First Contact. (Halo &Star Wars Crossover.)

Saturday night evening... xD

First Contact. (Halo &Star Wars Crossover.)

I'm interested.
+1
Even though I know quite a bit less about Star Wars than I do Halo. I love Halo.

United We Stand [REBOOT]

@Weird Tales
It is most likely going to be posted soon. I believe we are looking for someone else to post, I believe it is Pie.
@ScarlettWaters16 has more information in this.

United We Stand [REBOOT]

Collab between datadogie's Sif/Mack and CLIW's Kat

In all of the chaos (bullets had passed through Katrina’s consciousness at least twice now), the woman noticed that one of the cars parked to hole everyone up in the carnival was unguarded. She had a quick peek inside and felt a small spark of surprise: the key was in the ignition. She glanced outside. A group of Raiders were moving toward the stage, where people were working to disarm the gas canister and get answers out of the Raiders’ leader. They’d be outnumbered if no one did anything about them.
Her physical body opened its eyes as her consciousness reunited with it. She strained to look outside the tent and make sure the way was clear as it more or less had been during the projection, took a deep breath and started to move toward the empty car.

Jennifer bit her lip as she got onto the stage. The area was chaos, and she had to focus to not panic at all of the gunfire. Swerving through the crowds had spent a bit of time, and by the time she was approaching the tank there were others already on the stage. Captain and someone else were interrogating the man, and a woman with a gas mask was attempting to get a fingerprint of a Raider onto the terminal of the tank.
“That’s not going to work,” Mack says into Jennifer’s ears, as the latter jogs quickly to the tank. Jennifer repeats what Mack says. “That’s not going to work,” Jennifer pants, sliding onto her knees, her tablet sliding out of her pocket. Her eyes widen, and she quickly turns around, grabbing her tablet off the ground, cradling it in her hands. “You’ve got to get a harness for that thing,” Mack says, as Jennifer lets out a breath. Not taking a glance at the gas-mask woman, Jennifer speaks to her. “It’s a regular Raider. He won’t have sufficient permissions to edit the parameters of a device that is programmed to respond to a higher official.” She taps one of the top corners of the tablet against the terminal, which connects the two wirelessly and electronically. “I’m not sure I could turn it off, there are too many options, but I may be able to change the parameters to allow those of a lower ranking standard to change the options of the device.” Jennifer taps on her tablet, and then a few times on the terminal, and then she continues to fiddle with her tablet, Mack helping her along the way.

The door was unlocked, which was a huge relief. Ducking below a spray of hot lead, Katrina climbed into the driver’s seat. “I’m going to lose my license,” she whispered to herself, and turned the key. Someone shouted at her to stop, but of course she ignored it. She started to drive, got the car pointed toward the group of Raiders running toward and shooting at the stage, who apparently hadn’t noticed Katrina. It was time to take care of business. She stepped on the gas.
Her aim had been true. The sound of bones shattering and crunching under tires made her nauseous, and before she could do anything--it was all so fast--she had driven straight into the stage. She rocked with the impact and undid her seatbelt, panting. Shakily, she opened the car door; this took a bit of elbow grease because of the damage done to the front of the car. She stepped out of the vehicle and put her hand on the handle of her knife, which she planned to use in case any of the bastards had survived the impact.

The sound of a crash made Jennifer jump just as she was going to finish. She looks around, and sees that a car had driven straight through a crowd of Raiders, a stray few remaining from where the car had assaulted them. Jennifer blinks as the driver exits the car, and exhales as the person looks - from her angle - unharmed. Though, it takes Mack saying, “Hurry up, that thing is still timed!” for her to turn and press the last few buttons on her tablet. “There. It’s set to change the settings at his fingerprint,” Jennifer says, beckoning to the man’s finger.

Londons Calling [Sci-fi] [Modern day]

@Nerminator, your character is to be put in the OOC and then get accepted before you post in the character sub-thread.

Londons Calling [Sci-fi] [Modern day]

Name: Rose
Age: 18
Appearance: Sharp, blue eyes, long, light brown hair and a slender body made Rose a strikingly beautiful girl to a lot of the boys at her school. Her nose is quite small, as is her ears. Her ears are a light pink colour, and are a medium size. Working down her body, her shoulders are evenly spaced and firm, her breasts are small, her stomach slim and tight. Her arms and legs match the rest of her figure properly, making up a striking girl.

Personality: Rose has a happy, giggly, and slightly flirty personality, though she often just flirts as a joke, but not for real. Unfortunately, she gets upset and frustrated quite easily, and she is often quite protective of things. She always carries a knife in her boot for reasons she keeps secret.

Skills: Rose's skills include being an effective analyst and a specialist in the ICT departments.

History: Rose had learned that being flirty was fun from an early age, and during her first stages in secondary school she did it. A lot. She did it mainly as a joke, but sometimes she went a bit too far with it, and this ended up with her often getting invites to dates. She always declined.

Rose began to grow into loving computing and analyzing. She felt at ease sitting at a desk tapping on a keyboard, laying on a couch and tapping at a tablet, even sitting on balconies, feet dangling off the edge, laptop precariously sitting on her lap. Because of her love with this technology, she eventually found ways to avoid passwords, and crack into files that were normally considered private or confidential.

As she got older, she got out of school, and began to look for a job as she needed money. Rose began to look into the mysterious attacks that were affecting the country. After carefully analyzing precious pieces of data, she found several factors indicating aliens, and many government files indicated that things were being kept secret, including branches being formed to investigate what was going on. The London branch was the one closest to her, and the files indicated that it was being newly set up, so she began to make contact.