Demon Grave

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Fairy Tail: Wings & Tails (Rebooted)

I've been sitting here, patiently waiting for Leslie to post as Marcus...

Rebirth [Closed]

Eric Fenris "Wolf"

"Man, this is gonna be a rough ride," I say to myself as I rummage through my bags to make sure that everything is still there. 'Cigars, dog food, dog brush, underwear, ammo, cleaning kit, soap, cloths, cloths, more cloths.' I say in my head as I push everything around. 'Field repair kit, chew toy, ah, I knew I had it!' Smiling to my self a little lopsided as the scar on the left side of my face stretches, and pulled out a bottle of whiskey from the bag. "Ah! thought I forgot to bring you." Holding up the bottle and kissing it. A dog barks loudly behind me, causing me to turn with a bigger smile.

"And of course you too, baby girl," I say with a small laugh, petting Lea's furry head, the bottle of whiskey in my prosthetic. Her tail thumping against the ground as she barked happily again. "Right then, shall we get to this bloody ship?" I ask Lea before cramming everything back in my bags and hoisting them onto my shoulder. My prosthetic arm whirring quietly as the servos and gears move to lift the bags, and grabbing my rifle with my real arm.

Marching up the hanger where the transport is housed I take a look around at some of the others as they came around as well. It was a pretty big group for this mission. Lots of those Rebirth soldiers too. 'This better be some good damned information,' I think as I keep moving forward. I can see Lea following me happily out of the corner of my eye. Pausing real quick I lean my rifle against my leg and pull a half-smoked cigar from a pocket inside my jacket. Lighting it with a wood match and puffing a couple times before picking my rifle up once again.

The hanger was large, as I expected, but I found the transport easily enough. Along with the big wig herself, Rin. She looked young, but she's one of them Rebirth people, so she could easily be allot older than me. Still, the pink hair is kinda cute. "Oi, Cap'n, where can I stow my lady here while we're on this boat?" I ask Rin in a loud, although muffled tone, with the cigar gripped in my teeth. My head nodding towards Lea as she looked around excited at everything.

Shifter's War (Modern Fantasy RP)

bump and I edited the main post to add some more depth and information on the world

Rebirth [Closed]

-Full Name: Eric Alfred Fenris

-Age: 25

-Gender: Male

-Rebirth: No

-Rank / Assignment: Sergeant RAS

-Call-sign: Wolf

-Personality: Eric is gritty and to the point. He doesn't beat around the bush and cares little for rank. Probably the reason he's still only a sergeant. He has a bit of a temper, especially when he believes people are wasting his time, and has been known to storm out of meeting in a rage. Though he does have a soft spot for animals, especially dogs. He would never openly admit to anyone else but he sleeps with his arms around his big husky mix every night.

In combat he is a veritable storm as he always pops up where he's needed. He'll be in a firefight in one area, next he'll be responding to a backup call in another. He may hold the rank of sergeant but he very rarely works with an individual squad. Thus his call sign. His superiors have come to use him as that extra push needed on the ground. Whether in defending a position or assaulting a point, Eric is the man ready for the job.

When not embroiled in combat Eric is a lazy bastard. Practically refusing to do anything other than sit in his chair with a bottle of whiskey and a cigar. Getting him to do anything short of "kill these people" is a miracle on it's own. Yet, if he chooses to put his mind towards a goal it's usually done. Though not always in the manner others would have liked. He is also very hard on new recruits. Always pushing them and yelling at them about one thing or another.

-History: Eric grew up in the RAS, hearing from his mother how his father was a great soldier fighting for freedom. His father, unfortunately, had died in the fighting. That however did not stop Eric, once he was old enough he went about teaching himself how to fight and studying combat. He trained himself both physically and mentally for what he would aspire to be, a great soldier like his father. When the call to arms came for him he would stand ready and do his father's memory proud.

At the age of seventeen Eric had his mother sign a waver to allow him into the military and he was off. He excelled in training, especially in combat. Where he was noticed to employ excellent judgment and timing. He graduated basic and advanced training at the top of his unit and soon headed off to the front lines to see his first tour of combat. Where reality smacked him dead in the face. As soon as he planted his boots upon the ground in combat his mind froze. All his training, all his confidence disappeared. He was supposed to lead a squad to victory, but he wound up getting them killed instead, and he lost an arm. Eric was only saved by the arrival of Rebirth soldiers. He wouldn't get another chance to lead others, and he wouldn't take it when offered.

Since then he has hardened himself against war. War is his life now, it is his meaning to continue on. He fights so that one day others may not have to go through the same horror he had on that day. Eric has been offered to be a part of the Rebirth program many times, but has always refused. He believes the Rebirth program would make him weak, allow him to become relaxed in the knowledge that if he were to die he would simply "wake up" in a facility somewhere.

-Skills: CQC expert: He is capable of dispatching four men at the same time in hand to hand, though he rarely needs to as he's more likely to shoot or stab them.

Medium Range Crackshot: Can line up and fire off a killing shot in the blink of an eye due to years of combat practice.

Instinct Tactics: Can make an effective and sound judgment in the middle of heated combat on the fly, even improvising based on the situation demands.

CLS: Combat Life Saver, Eric can save a soldiers life with quick, sometimes crude medical techniques.

Bionic Arm: Losing his arm gave him a bionic replacement, this allows him to perform some actions allot longer than normal people as his arm doesn't tire. It also has the strength to crush a man's skull.

-Weakness: Animals, He refuses to hurt an animal of any kind.

His Bionic Arm: Though the arm allows him to do things others can't, it is also a weakness. The arm does have a battery life (at full charge it only lasts for about forty-eight hours), and if the battery runs out it's useless. Also pushing the arm too much can cause malfunctions or drain the battery faster than normal.

PTSD: Eric suffers from nightmares of his first day of combat. Of losing his friends and his arm. They used to be a daily occurrence, but years a numbing combat and the companionship of his dog has caused them to seize him less. Though when they do his neighbors can hear his screams in the night.

-Romantic Relationship: none, (at the moment)

-Other: Eric has a Husky/Collie mix, named Lea. She is the only living thing that will make Eric look like a fool. (He talks to her like a baby).

-Appearance: Eric isn't a tall man, standing at about 5'9" and weighs only 160lbs- 175 with the arm. His hair is a dark blonde, almost brown that he wears in a trimmed low fade haircut. His eyes are a piercing grey/blue. A pale scar trails from his left temple down to his chin. His body is tempered in war, lean and fit. He is built for endurance, but he knows how to use his weight to throw a punch. His left arm no longer exists and is replaced with a dark obviously bionic prosthetic. Finally he shaves only once every few weeks, much to his commands displeasure, but he keeps his face at a thick stubble, except for around his scar where hair no longer grows.

-Picture:

Rebirth [Closed]

Eric Fenris

-Full Name: Eric Alfred Fenris

-Age: 25

-Gender: Male

-Rebirth: No

-Rank / Assignment: Sergeant RAS

-Call-sign: Wolf

-Personality: Eric is gritty and to the point. He doesn't beat around the bush and cares little for rank. Probably the reason he's still only a sergeant. He has a bit of a temper, especially when he believes people are wasting his time, and has been known to storm out of meeting in a rage. Though he does have a soft spot for animals, especially dogs. He would never openly admit to anyone else but he sleeps with his arms around his big husky mix every night.

In combat he is a veritable storm as he always pops up where he's needed. He'll be in a firefight in one area, next he'll be responding to a backup call in another. He may hold the rank of sergeant but he very rarely works with an individual squad. Thus his call sign. His superiors have come to use him as that extra push needed on the ground. Whether in defending a position or assaulting a point, Eric is the man ready for the job.

When not embroiled in combat Eric is a lazy bastard. Practically refusing to do anything other than sit in his chair with a bottle of whiskey and a cigar. Getting him to do anything short of "kill these people" is a miracle on it's own. Yet, if he chooses to put his mind towards a goal it's usually done. Though not always in the manner others would have liked. He is also very hard on new recruits. Always pushing them and yelling at them about one thing or another.

-History: Eric grew up in the RAS, hearing from his mother how his father was a great soldier fighting for freedom. His father, unfortunately, had died in the fighting. That however did not stop Eric, once he was old enough he went about teaching himself how to fight and studying combat. He trained himself both physically and mentally for what he would aspire to be, a great soldier like his father. When the call to arms came for him he would stand ready and do his father's memory proud.

At the age of seventeen Eric had his mother sign a waver to allow him into the military and he was off. He excelled in training, especially in combat. Where he was noticed to employ excellent judgment and timing. He graduated basic and advanced training at the top of his unit and soon headed off to the front lines to see his first tour of combat. Where reality smacked him dead in the face. As soon as he planted his boots upon the ground in combat his mind froze. All his training, all his confidence disappeared. He was supposed to lead a squad to victory, but he wound up getting them killed instead, and he lost an arm. Eric was only saved by the arrival of Rebirth soldiers. He wouldn't get another chance to lead others, and he wouldn't take it when offered.

Since then he has hardened himself against war. War is his life now, it is his meaning to continue on. He fights so that one day others may not have to go through the same horror he had on that day. Eric has been offered to be a part of the Rebirth program many times, but has always refused. He believes the Rebirth program would make him weak, allow his to become relaxed in the knowledge that if he were to die he would simply "wake up" in a facility somewhere.

-Skills: CQC expert: He is capable of dispatching four men at the same time in hand to hand, though he rarely needs to as he's more likely to shoot or stab them.

Medium Range Crackshot: Can line up a fire off a killing shot in the blink of an eye due to years of combat practice.

Instinct Tactics: Can make an effective and sound judgment in the middle of heated combat on the fly, even improvising based on the situation demands.

CLS: Combat Life Saver, Eric can save a soldiers life with quick, sometimes crude medical techniques.

Bionic Arm: Losing his arm gave him a bionic replacement, this allows him to perform some actions allot longer than normal people as his arm doesn't tire. It also has the strength to crush a man's skull.

-Weakness: Animals, He refuses to hurt an animal of any kind.

His Bionic Arm: Though the arm allows him to do things others can't, it is also a weakness. The arm does have a battery life (at full charge it only lasts for about forty-eight hours), and if the battery runs out it's useless. Also pushing the arm too much can cause malfunctions or drain the battery faster than normal.

PTSD: Eric suffers from nightmares of his first day of combat. Of losing his friends and his arm. They used to be a daily occurrence, but years a numbing combat and the companionship of his dog has caused them to seize him less. Though when they do his neighbors can hear his screams in the night.

-Romantic Relationship: none, (at the moment)

-Other: Eric has a Husky/Collie mix, named Lea. She is the only living thing that will make Eric look like a fool. (He talks to her like a baby).

-Appearance: Eric isn't a tall man, standing at about 5'9" and weighs only 160lbs- 175 with the arm. His hair is a dark blonde, almost brown that he wears in a trimmed low fade haircut. His eyes are a piercing grey/blue. A pale scar trails from his left temple down to his chin. His body is tempered in war, lean and fit. He is built for endurance, but he knows how to use his weight to throw a punch. His left arm no longer exists and is replaced with a dark obviously bionic prosthetic. Finally he shaves only once every few weeks, much to his commands displeasure, but he keeps his face at a thick stubble, except for around his scar where hair no longer grows.

-Picture:

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