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EXO: Extraterrestrial eXploration Operatives

Neat. What time period is the RP set in- and sorry if some things in my CS aren't perfect.

Name: Doctor Oscar Sebastian Eden

Age: 29

Gender: Male

Appearance:
Oscar is roughly 6"0 in height, being fairly skinny and fairly lean for an individual such as him. Contrary to most perceptions of general geeks, he looks fairly attractive, with messy brown hair, blue eyes, and a slight stubble, that sometimes becomes a beard. Youth isn't on his side anymore- but he still looks smart, like he takes care of his appearance. He wears a blue cotton T-shirt, and a pair of outdoor trousers, olive in color. He can sometimes be seen wearing a pair of black sunglasses, attached to which is a Google Glasses-type interface, for direct involvement in his immediate surroundings, while a scar on his left arm from a previous cut sustained from an injury on Earth, in the Mojave following a slip, remains with him. He isn't a mercilessly strong or trained soldier, or a particularly stunning individual. In fact, he's a geek of the new era- and has some class, while maintaining, if not pushing the envelope of his academic study.

Background:
Oscar Eden was born to a teacher of a mother, and a Geologist father, in what is currently the United Kingdom. An academic background, one that cultivated his thirst for knowledge. He went to the University of Cambridge to study Earth Sciences, being one of the most capable and intelligent among his peers, a person that had an immense passion for the study of the world below his feet, and it's composition. But Oscar went beyond that- he wanted to see other worlds, beyond his own. Following his graduation, his Master's degree, and his PhD, giving him a title of a Doctorate, he moved on, enlisting in a Space Programe, that gave him the capability to go far beyond what he had done on Earth. A well respected individual, he was given an Exoskeleton, of which he customized for his own needs, though he was instructed to keep it armed in the case of it being requisitioned by local military forces- and sent to the Moon, followed by Mars, to conduct sampling, of these worlds. A drone may pick up dust and give a spectroscopy or an analysis. He often found himself, with a few others, at the bottom of age-old lava shafts and places where drones simply did not go, carrying out a full spectrum of chemical analysis and understanding the composition of these two worlds far better. His work was well-published in scientific journals, and he embarked on an expedition, to a new planet. Planet 4578's finding, and subsequent research, brought the light of a new dawn for humanity. And the scientists always have a fast-ticket to an adventure like this. Oscar headed to the Space Station orbiting the planet, Tyo, and lived there for several months, from it's near-early inception to it's full development, as another team prepared to send itself down. And Oscar wasn't going to miss a chance like this- every academic part of his body bringing him to find out what this new world entailed, and what it had. And of course, he wanted to step on a new planet because...well, that chance didn't come often, if you kept refusing it.

Personality: Calm and quiet, Oscar sticks to himself, though he sometimes can go in depth and become a little more flesh and bones. He sticks out of the worst of arguments, not preferring to take the lead, though he's clever enough to figure out things for himself, and either butt in and put across an idea he's contemplated, or at least why they can't do it a certain way. He tends to impart good advice, and seems to enjoy just simply living a life less ordinary, being adaptable and at least level-headed when things are even at their worst. It's not because he doesn't realize the gravity of a situation- it's rather, he is already thinking of a way to solve it. And while this facade cracks from occasion, Oscar on the whole will sometimes let himself go when needed, other times just staying on hand and out of confrontation. He doesn't mind alien life- of course, he is there to study it, but he is no biologist, or botanist. He's there to understand what it is that makes it work, and if it hurts humanity, he's going to defend.

"There's always something to find out. And we owe it to ourselves to find out what's going on."

EXO suit:

Vanguard

Roughly 7"5 in size, "Vanguard" is a personally constructed suit of armor for Oscar, serving as his Exo, and being a tool that sits roughly between the Engineer's Exo, and the more run-of the mill Exoskeletons. It places a focus on mobility without compromising armor, against environmental and human-based hazards. Mounting a 12.7mm jacketed HMG in the right arm, and a spare left hand that can take a personal weapon of his own or someone else's. It's been a little customized, yet remains fully functional. Lightly armed compared to a regular Marine's mech, it still sits as a machine that uses a two-layered composite system, mainly using a polymer inner and a titanium outer shell, which offers a fairly stable protection from both small arms and environmental hazards. It's Top-Heavy because the majority of the protection, as well as the operator's position, is seated higher in the armor. And this gives a better view, being more suitable for manning ground-emplaced equipment that non-suited individuals would lumber. The 12.7mm HMG is old-fashioned for a tech like this, but can punch through at least an inch of armor, no problem, being fed by a mechanism that is proven not to rust, and most of all, adapted so it can fire in a non-Earth atmosphere, such as different pressures or a lack of any, due to it's variable pressure system for cartridges. The armor doesn't have a direct vision to the operator, using a pair of cameras mounted between the blue light close to the top. This however, gives the widest, or closest to 180 degrees possible, whilst also being protected, and able to use thermal, Night-Vision and other spectrums (wiring to 3D oscillation imagery and UV). And those cameras are pretty hard to knock out, being also wired within the main bulkhead. It is well thought out, and while a little different, stands as an armor that provides both the mobility and protection required of an Exoskeleton of this type- being almost able to lift 500kg easily, typical of this class. It has a rudimentary "Jump" ability, allowing for small blasts of jumps, providing no equipment is being carried, from one position to another- perhaps going up by about 3m maximum, and 8m forwards maximum. It is no jetpack, but for getting over ledges, small bluffs and formations for observation, it's useful. Movement speed is roughly that of a human being, maybe around that of a very athletic one, even with all the weight.

Work Skill: Exceptional Earth Scientist (to you and me, Geologist meets Chemist meets Physicist). This is a person who wouldn't just tell you the rock you were standing on, but when it was formed, what makes it the hardness it is, and what makes it useful, and why that's a problem, or a great solution. And more. For a new world, an Earth Scientist such as Oscar is important, to gauge what a world like this is going to require to need. This includes the atmosphere- and his role as a Chemist, and Geologist, is to perhaps better understand what this new world is made of. He isn't a fighter, but understands his predicament, in and among much of the problems from the Old World. His specialism makes him an important member of the team, learning to understand what they're going to have to do in relation to the world they stand in. He understands how to assess Chemical processes, as well as Geological ones in the environment around them, sometimes trying to understand the wider world in general that perhaps an explorer, soldier or medic might miss out on. So this includes inorganic materials, such as rocks and the like- useful resources for use in assisting on the planet.

Personal weapons:
Lightly Armed due to his nature as a Geologist/Chemist- only has a semi-automatic pistol.

Survival gear:
-Spare O2 Suit-Attachable or Man-Portable Rebreather Equipment (For Hostile Sampling Environments)
-Survival Tent (Suitable for four operators)
-Three Days of Rations
-Tablet (Note Taking, etc.)
-Five Days of Water+Water Bottle
Black Nanofibre Rucksack (Large, Fits to the Suit, carries sampling equipment/other kit)
-Infrared Spectroscopy Equipment, Core Sample Drill mounted in suit +Other (Small) Sampling Kit

RP example:

Oscar breathed hard. looking out. His Exo was space-proof, after all, like the others were. They had to be to survive in a zero-gravity environment, the optical camera staring out from the top-half of Vanguard allowing him to view the world below, the peering view through the blue lights clear as ever. It was a time out he wanted, just a time to relax, think, rather than sit and write analysis on studies that had been relayed below. This data was shaky, but the planet was promising. They'd be going down soon themselves he reminded himself, and he'd never stepped on another world yet, not outside the Solar System. Mars and the Moon had been experiences, places where he had grown his academic portfolio, as a new scientist needed for a new era of space. A Golden Era. Now, he was going to be assigned with his team to find out more about this new world, far, far from their own. He'd been on Earth too long, and the process of getting from his homeworld, the only rock in existence that had supported human life for thousands of years, to here, was a big jump. A new beginning for humankind would come if this planet was suitable enough for habitation. Exhaling, he looked over at the suit analytics, an overlay in his suit's HUD. The camera faced out of the top-heavy part of the suit, between the blue light, to offer as best as it could a 180 degree field of vision. It wasn't perfect, but it would do. A thruster pack, as well as a sealed O2 supply sat on the suit's back compared to the regular rebreather that took in CO2 or other replacement gases that would be more suited for a planet's atmosphere. In zero-G, he couldn't feel it's weight, nor could the suit. He felt like he was light, weighed nothing. EVA was a process that he had been taught many a time before, but looking out on an alien world and an alien sun was surreal. Engaging the left booster, he looked over to the crew carrying out some light repairs on the end of the station, in itself a marvel of science and engineering. Oscar was a Chemist and Geologist first. An Earth Scientist. an incredibly smart individual, understanding how worlds like this one worked in it's processes and how to assess the rock with his own reinforced gauntlets in the suit. And that world below looked incredible. Unlike Earth, yet so similar. Deserts, a pair of Poles, sparser oceans and a few lakes, this world a little more devoid of water yet having an atmosphere, of sorts. He wanted to find out more than any drone could. He wanted to see it for himself, but for now, he could only peer through the few inches of metal that stopped his blood boiling and freezing, simultaneously. Space was cold, punishing, unrelenting. And perhaps this new world would be just so. But it would be a place to be, one day, for more humans. Not just men like Oscar. It'd be a place for a better, cleaner, and more sane future. Rather than the hassle and problems, a new start for culture, arts, science and individuals to flourish. But that was too far in the future. Changing his itinerary, he adjusted the thruster pack, heading for the airlock of the station, as the suit's AI kicked in and helped almost auto-guide him before he hit the side and did some damage to his suit and the station, better for the airlock. He had work to do, and they'd be going soon. He had to get himself packed, and whatever else was needed.

RP Theme Song:
Sigur Ros- Colors
Why? Because I can imagine one of our characters, waking up, standing tall in an suit, looking over a mountainous, hostile and barren glaciated landscape, with this in the background.

Devil's Brigade (Modern Military RP)

Hmm, that's interesting. That might be the case- I wouldn't be altogether surprised, in an environment like that MARPAT Desert would become quite applicable.

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Geisha Girl said
It is, though they wouldn't wear it while out ona mission with marines. lol

Fair enough, though I do know that Corpsmen do wear slightly different camo to the rest of the Marines- not a lot different, but it's distinctive I hear.

Just changed a few little details in mine- nothing significant.

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Sweet, I like that character also, sounds good. That blue digital I believe is a real Navy camouflage- it differentiates her from the rest of the Marines/Canadians, which is fairly useful I guess. I'll add a few things in my CS here and there, to kink out a few of the imperfections I feel- now we wait for the rest and an IC should be coming in no time.

EXO: An exo-suit/mini-mecha survival RP

GEOLOGIST/CHEMIST. FUCK YEA. I am in, as a Geographer/Chemist (studying), I'll take that.

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Geisha Girl said
Being a Marine CORPSMAN (so a navy corpsman) Wouldn't i have navy ranks instead of marine ranks?

No worries- that is true, they'd be likely a Petty Officer or something along those lines, as they'd be a US Naval Corpsman. Should have mentioned that- but it is one specific thing to that role I suppose.

Fortunes, I love the CS. Nicely done- that is a good format.

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The wheels of the hype train continue to turn! The OOC is up!

http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/62823/posts/ic

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Sit Rep

Afghanistan, April 2011

Stationed in Camp Spear, roughly fifty miles north of Kandahar City, Afghanistan, lays the composite forces of two battalions- the Canadian 3rd Battalion, The Royal Canadian Regiment, and the US 1st Battalion, 5th Marine Regiment- very different in their creation, and...well, disagreeing on certain matters, yet friendly enough. They form what is unofficially known as the "Devil's Brigade"- a harkening back to the days of WW2, when Canadian and US forces fought side by side in the US. Army's First Special Service Force- as a grouping comparable to the Rangers of the time. While their operations today are very different, that is where the similarity ends- the men and women of the "Brigade" forming a formidable anvil indeed against enemy forces, with both new recruits and veterans aware of the threats they face.

The troop surge by the US seen a year before has seen a wide ripple of effects turn Kandahar Province from a resurgent area of the country, with patrols getting hairy on more than one occasion, despite multiple IED factories and weapons caches being destroyed. It doesn't stand for much it seems- because it hasn't put the Taliban off, and an above-average harvest of Opium has bought them more than enough resources to pool into local recruitment process, buying AKs, explosive materials and other equipment required to fight a guerrilla war- and fight it well. Canadian and US Marines forces are becoming slowly withered, and are being pushed from the areas they had liberated weeks earlier, in the troop surge. They are seeing the Taliban risk attacking Camp Spear, a relatively isolated fortification compared to Camp Bastion and other significant outposts in the area.

So the unexpected is counted on. The Canadians and US Marines at Camp Spear are rallied to join the operation to take the Maz-i-Afar Valley, in the southern Hindu Kush, to the north of the province. The mission is known as Operation Talon's Claw, the purge that despite reduced troop numbers, and capability, proves itself to be the one timed when the Taliban least wanted it, and yet the one that proves Afghanistan's merciless brutality once more. The last operation, before they leave- the last purge to at least make the situation clearer to the Taliban that the ANA and ISAF forces can indeed push and hold their ground when asked. Yet for the next two weeks, the soldiers are to be pushed into a fight that will suddenly become one of the most ferocious conflicts of recent times in Afghanistan, with the soldiers of both battalions pushed far beyond what is asked of them.

Our story focuses on Charlie Squad, 1st Platoon, 3rd Battalion (Canada). However, due to an organizational shift, they have been pitched in their platoon as half-American, half-Canadian, as a troop exchange between the two battalions, that has been seen to be quite successful. As tactics and equipment is fairly similar between the two units, this non-standard pairing has been seen to work, and hence, the squad is half filled with Canadians, and the other half with Americans. They've been working in the area with a Canadian Provsional Reconstruction Team (PRT), so this is a big jump up for them- rather than protecting Engineers, they're on the vanguard of the offensive.

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3rd Battalion, The Royal Canadian Regiment- Light Infantry

-By Standard, armed with a Colt C7A2 Rifle, or Colt C8A1 Carbine. Automatic Riflemen use the C9 LMG (FN Minimi) OR the C6 GPMG (FN MAG), and Marksmen either use the C14 Timberwolf, or Parker-Hale M82. Grenadiers add a M203 GL to their rifles/carbines. Usually use C79 Combat Optics, or soldiers privately buy EOTech Holographic Weapon Sights, or Aimpoint Red Dot Sights. The Carl Gustav M3 is used by the Anti-Tank/Anti-Fortification man. The Pointman of the team will use a rifle/carbine, and a shotgun- namely the 870 Tactical.
-They wear CADPAT Arid Fatigues.
-As light infantry, they use lighter vehicles. Normally, they used G-Wagens for rapid transport, but increased IED threats have restricted the use of this to mere corresponding work. They use the LAV III, the older AVGP vehicle, the recently acquired Cougar for patrol and assault work, with support from Canadian Chinooks and the US Marines' gunship support.
-By standard, tend to be busy being Canadian. Couldn't research that one.


US 1st Battalion, 5th Marine Regiment- Marine Infantry
-By Standard, armed with either the M4 Carbine, the M4A1 Carbine, or the M16A4 Rifle. Automatic Rifleman is usually armed with the M27 IAR (Very Recent), M249 LMG, or M240B GPMG. Marksman is usually armed with M39 EBR, or Mk11 Marksman Rifle. Grenadier adds an M203 to their rifle/carbine- with soldiers issued by standard a M68 Collminator Sight, or Aimpoint CompM2. Alternatively, a Trijicon ACOG, or in specialist circumstances, a EOTech Holographic Weapon Sight can be acquired. The SMAW is used as an Anti-Fortfication/Anti-Vehicle weapon- and the Pointman uses either the 870MCS, or the M1014 JSRS shotgun alongside a rifle.
-Wear MARPAT Desert Fatigues
-As a US Marine unit, they can rely on significant USMC firepower. They use Cougars and HMMWV M1151 Vehicles for patrol, while using AAV-7A1 and LAV-25 vehicles for heavier assaults, among others- with the unit being able to call on UH-1Y Venom and Sea Knight transport. AH-1 SuperCobras also stand on support, for any CAS or gun requests.
-OORAH, MAFUCKERS

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Squad Roles:

Fireteam One:

Squad Leader/Grenadier (Canada): Staff Sergeant James "Chaplain" Bishop, kingkonrad
Designated Marksman/2IC (Canada): Corporal Zackary "Zack" Pelletier
Corpsman/Medic (US Navy): Petty Officer 3rd Class (Corpsman) Claire Duke
Anti-Tank Rifleman (US): Pvt. Nathaniel Jennison
Automatic Rifleman (US): Corporal Alexander Westfield

SSgt James "Chaplain" Bishop"

Name: James "Chaplain" Bishop
Age: 32
Rank: Staff Sergeant
Appearance James
James stands at about 6"1, being a fairly well rounded man, being seen wearing the standard Canadian BDU in Afghanistan, up to 2011 standards. He usually wears a pair of red Oakley sunglasses, over the yellow tint ballistic goggles, for personal reasons, as well as a pair of Oakley SI tactical gloves, bought personally. He has brown eyes and a dark brown hair, though it is shaved very short, as well as a clean shaven face. He has a particular scar on his left arm, that goes from the wrist to the forearm, from a prior training injury.

Weaponry:
Colt C8A1 Carbine
-EOTech 552 Holographic Weapon Sight, 3X Magnifier (Privately Bought)
-M203 Grenade Launcher
-AN-PEQ/15 Laser Designator
-Surefire XM300 Flashlight

FN Hi-Power Pistol

KA-BAR Becker BK3 Knife
-Cuts through straps, lines and people (when in extreme CQC).

Equipment:
CADPAT Arid BDU (Helmet, Plate Carrier, Uniform)
10x 5.56 STANAG Magazines (8 Regular, 2 Tracer)
15x 40mm HE Grenades
2x White Smoke
1x Blue Smoke
1x Red Smoke
1x Green Smoke
3x Chem Lights (Blue, Red, Green)
Radio Headset
1L Camelpak (CADPAT Camo)
Petzl Headtorch
Night Vision Goggles
CADPAT Arid Assault Pack
Holster for Hi-Power
Holster for BK3

Bio: Born in Whitehorse, Yukon Territory, James was born to a lumberjack and a schoolteacher, his father and mother respectively. Being in the middle of nowhere, apart from school, there was nothing to do, apart from explore or fuck around- and he did both perhaps, in excess. He was a youthful delinquent, in the boring town, but found his place when he left High School for University, in Vancouver, British Columbia. He quit in his first year, disliking the study he undertook, instead taking an alternative route in the Canadian Army. He was involved in the Invasion of Iraq with the 3rd Battalion, rising to the rank of Corporal, and finding his own niche, a tough lifestyle he had taken forwards since he was young. He had always been active and curious about staying in the outdoors, with his father who took him out into the Boreal Forests, and the military felt like it was a perfect way to see a world beyond his cold and wooded home. While Iraq was completely the opposite, another tour later in 2008, the last in Iraq, put him in good stead to become a Sergeant. In 2010, he was deployed to Afghanistan with the Battalion, and ranked up to Staff Sergeant, gaining his own Squad- Charlie, of which was not yet entirely filled with forces. So as a part of a combined-troop sharing deal, James took a set of US Marines from the 5th Marine Battalion into his squad, as some other squads did- recreating the classic "Devil's Brigade" structure of mixed Canadian and American forces in one fighting unit. He visits home sometimes, and seems to have quite a strong Canadian accent, not being a city boy at all. His nickname, "Chaplain", comes from two sources- his Surname being semi-related to the nickhame, as well as the fact that he tends to be rather guiding to new soldiers, and acts as the Squad's Chaplain of sorts, in matters involving anything that troubles them, from moral support to general moaning.

Personality (Optional): James is fairly well-tempered, calm and speaks decisively when required. He is a trustworthy individual, someone to confide into and even in a world where men are men, James is prepared to listen and hear out any of his fellow soldiers concern, earning him his nickname for giving advice and moral support in the worst of times, from girlfriends to personal problems. He can sometimes perhaps act recklessly on the rare occasion, but doesn't threaten the lives of his own men- usually more himself than anyone. This isn't to say he is the most courageous solider alive- but perhaps moreover, a lucky one. He does have a good intelligence of the situation around him, and his fondness for being outside, as well as his active condition, means he doesn't mind staying in the dirt for long periods of time.

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Rank: (Most are likely to be Private/Corporal/Master Corporal, no higher unless 2IC)
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GG. Setting up an OOC now I feel would be right, so I'll post back when ready- it won't be significantly more information than what we have here, but it will be a place for CSes and all.