03:45 Hours, Ghost Staging Area
Lance Brewer was in for a fright when the gunny came out of her room he jumped up and was only able to stammer out a "yes ma'am." Before following her like a duckling after a mother duck repeating everything she did going to the armory and grabbing his personalized gear running a comms check checked his optics on both his rifle and his helmet then went into an attentive stance awaiting orders from his superior officer.
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Name:James "Carotid" Smith
Age:25
Appearance; Is a Medium built man that doesn't stand out very much with the exception of a long scar down his face he has black hair and blue eyes he's always speaking to the voices of his Victims
Equipment: Garrote, A 10 inch knife with a Crystallizing blade so it doesn't dull or rust., 6 Throwing Knives of the same make six inches
Bio: When James Smith went to jail he went down as the Carotid Slasher later just shortened to Carotid he loved to hunt his victims often targeting groups when he went "hunting" he would often leave traps for one victim and then the group would have to decide if they left the victim he would leave the trapped victim there for later and continue the hunt if they didn't he would target them one by one slashing their carotid artery's so he could watch their life ebb away eventually a copycat killer came to the scene he decided to hunt him down and he did he hunted the copycat killer down killed everyone that his copycat loved when he found out his true identity then killing the killer but that left him exposed after killing his copycat the police came to the scene and found James standing over his fresh kill and arrested him Malleus found him as a poster boy for their hunts shortly after his arrest.
Age:25
Appearance; Is a Medium built man that doesn't stand out very much with the exception of a long scar down his face he has black hair and blue eyes he's always speaking to the voices of his Victims
Equipment: Garrote, A 10 inch knife with a Crystallizing blade so it doesn't dull or rust., 6 Throwing Knives of the same make six inches
Bio: When James Smith went to jail he went down as the Carotid Slasher later just shortened to Carotid he loved to hunt his victims often targeting groups when he went "hunting" he would often leave traps for one victim and then the group would have to decide if they left the victim he would leave the trapped victim there for later and continue the hunt if they didn't he would target them one by one slashing their carotid artery's so he could watch their life ebb away eventually a copycat killer came to the scene he decided to hunt him down and he did he hunted the copycat killer down killed everyone that his copycat loved when he found out his true identity then killing the killer but that left him exposed after killing his copycat the police came to the scene and found James standing over his fresh kill and arrested him Malleus found him as a poster boy for their hunts shortly after his arrest.
oh noes.
Larion took in his fellow padawans and looked around he was homesick and claustrophobic of the shuttle but his nerves held the whole trip to Yavin IV in his head he went through the same thing over and over try to make friends, try to smile but not too much. This was scary but he knew that his new teacher Luke had contributed to some way in bringing down the empire and this made him eager to please his new teacher as well as learn.
Feeling scared and alone he went over a silent list of the belongings he brought with a few changes of clothes pictures of his birth mother and father and pictures of his old family as well as his old swoop gang posing in front of a building they had graffitied with their tag and finally his old vibro blade that he keeps tucked into his boot. He steeled himself for his day of training was near.
Feeling scared and alone he went over a silent list of the belongings he brought with a few changes of clothes pictures of his birth mother and father and pictures of his old family as well as his old swoop gang posing in front of a building they had graffitied with their tag and finally his old vibro blade that he keeps tucked into his boot. He steeled himself for his day of training was near.
John woke up and clawed his way out of the water when he finally climbed out of the tub he landed on all fours on the ground and started to cough up water "What the f***." he screamed out loud to the air "where the f*** am i?" as panic creeped into his voice then his training hit him like a flood breaking a dam he looked around taking in his surroundings and the room he's in that's when he saw the hand pressing against the tarped tub.
"Hello?" He yelled at the person in the tub "Are you okay?" He took steady steps towards it trying to remain calm "Say something!" He shouted to the figure under the tarp getting no reply he took longer strides to the tub and stopped and contemplated removing the tarp fighting an inner battle with his mind one side was firmly on the leave them be your under no obligation to save them and the other saying it's a potential answer to where he is and an ally he calmed his shaking hand and grabbed the tarp and pulled it off in one move to reveal...
"Hello?" He yelled at the person in the tub "Are you okay?" He took steady steps towards it trying to remain calm "Say something!" He shouted to the figure under the tarp getting no reply he took longer strides to the tub and stopped and contemplated removing the tarp fighting an inner battle with his mind one side was firmly on the leave them be your under no obligation to save them and the other saying it's a potential answer to where he is and an ally he calmed his shaking hand and grabbed the tarp and pulled it off in one move to reveal...
Ghost Bunk Hall 0329 hours
Lance Brewer sat there in his bunk taking in his surroundings looking at the other fresh faced recruits to ghost detachment wondering if he's going to bite it in this squad, he would often smile at the recruits as they passed by a small courtesy considering these are about to be his brothers and sisters in arms he thought about getting in contact with his sister but there was absolutely no privacy in this place so he settled for wandering around the hallways.
UNSC Wayward Wanderer Hallways.
330 hours
Brewer hopped out of his bunk and tried to angle his landing properly so a loud thud didn't register throughout the room he opened the door and walked out into the quiet hallways, taking in all the crew members scurrying back and forth and the cliques that were set into place "Just like school." He mumbled to himself and moved on taking in all the locations on the ship first he located where the marines would be meeting he took in the room and quietly in his mind marked places where he could be alone, after all of that he turned and walked out of the room. back into the hallways.
UNSC Wayward Wanderer Hallways.
342 hours
Brewer was lost he hated ships everything looked the same there were no landmarks nothing that stood out and they were all claustrophobic inducing death traps after what seems to be an eternity of asking where he was and not getting answers he gave up and leaned against the wall and took in all the events feeling naked without his Data Pad he just gave up. "We've gone a long way to rely on technology so much." he said to himself and chuckled a joke that only he had heard and made the crew members scurry past him "Just another crazy ODST" they'd say to each other and he laughed at them too.
Lance Brewer sat there in his bunk taking in his surroundings looking at the other fresh faced recruits to ghost detachment wondering if he's going to bite it in this squad, he would often smile at the recruits as they passed by a small courtesy considering these are about to be his brothers and sisters in arms he thought about getting in contact with his sister but there was absolutely no privacy in this place so he settled for wandering around the hallways.
UNSC Wayward Wanderer Hallways.
330 hours
Brewer hopped out of his bunk and tried to angle his landing properly so a loud thud didn't register throughout the room he opened the door and walked out into the quiet hallways, taking in all the crew members scurrying back and forth and the cliques that were set into place "Just like school." He mumbled to himself and moved on taking in all the locations on the ship first he located where the marines would be meeting he took in the room and quietly in his mind marked places where he could be alone, after all of that he turned and walked out of the room. back into the hallways.
UNSC Wayward Wanderer Hallways.
342 hours
Brewer was lost he hated ships everything looked the same there were no landmarks nothing that stood out and they were all claustrophobic inducing death traps after what seems to be an eternity of asking where he was and not getting answers he gave up and leaned against the wall and took in all the events feeling naked without his Data Pad he just gave up. "We've gone a long way to rely on technology so much." he said to himself and chuckled a joke that only he had heard and made the crew members scurry past him "Just another crazy ODST" they'd say to each other and he laughed at them too.
QueenOfTheBee said
...That is very true.
statistically speaking no matter how hard it is your going to get better each time.
QueenOfTheBee said
Yeah. I don't see how that is humanly possible. It's insane.
It's easy peasy especially if you have a friend
Hey swift can i be first squad specialist?
Dinh AaronMk said
Holy run on, Enalais
Dinh AaronMk said
Holy run on, Enalais
my bad i haven't had much time to write today
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