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Sky Warrior Stories: The Blood Wing Requiem

@Dynamo Frokane

Okay then I think I have it ready.

Barta Zoltán

Name: Barta Zoltán "Éjjeli Árny" (Night Shadow)
Age: 34
Height: 176 cm
Weight: 75 kg/ 150 lbs
Pilot Class: (Light) Hunter
Nationality: Hungarian

Appearance:


Description:
Zoltán grew up in a military family. He went to boot camps every summer, and finished at a prestigious Military Academy. His entire life has been devoted to the army. However his personality has been unchained when he was a tenn, and ever since he has a keen ear for rave and electro music, and loves speeding. Much more reformed, but still the glimmering diamond he once was.

He always loved airplanes. So upon graduation he went to the Air Force and trained hard to become the best pilot. However he was never really the man of agility. He wasn't half bad, but he was nowhere near an ace or a rabbit. Thought most other people he could outrun and outturn.

He found his current plane after the world ended. It was in a small hangar in some god knows where airstrip next to a farm. The plane ws in top shape, and he suspected that someone adored the plane. It was modified from the base version, but Zoltán also tinkered around with it a bit. And so the plane Became named "Kaszás" which stands for Reaper in Hungarian, showing the plane's to swoop in under teh blink of an eye, and finish the job even faster.

Personality:
Zoltán is a cool headed, passionate pilot, who has no fears even in the face of death. A sucker for speed and electronic music, he can easely get into a chit chat about these two, but lacks teh sufficent knowledge about anything else. His entirely life was about the military, and he can hardly think in any other way.

Kaszás(Reaper)

Type: F-23 Black Widow II

Description: The F-23 is a supersonic multirole fighter with variable thrust vectors and good payload. It lost to the F-22 in the ATF competition, due to it's higher cost and more complicated production compared to the F-22 raptor.

However, the airplane is quite capable of being a pain in the arse nevertheless. A gen 5 jet, that can stealth behind enemy territory with 2.5 machs, drop payload, and then get the fudge out. It is also quite handy at airfights, thought more using it's speed and amazing inline turns thanks to the delta wings.

This instance was modified to bear more armor and larger payload in return if losing some agility. However, it is still more than capable of outrunning all, but the fastest foes if it needs to.

Plane type: Multirole Fighter

Specifications:
Length: 67 ft 5 in (20.60 m)
Wingspan: 43 ft 7 in (13.30 m)
Height: 13 ft 11 in (4.30 m)
Wing area: 900 ft2 (88 m2)
Empty weight: 29,000 lb (13,100 kg)
Loaded weight: 51,320 lb (23,327 kg)
Max. takeoff weight: 62,000 lb (29,000 kg)
Powerplant: 2 × Pratt & Whitney YF119 or General Electric YF120 afterburning turbofan, 35,000 lbf (156 kN) each

Performance

Maximum speed:
At altitude: Mach 2.2+ (1,450+ mph, 2,335+ km/h)
Supercruise: Mach 1.6+ (1,060+ mph, 1,706+ km/h)
Range: over 2,790 mi (over 4,500 km)
Combat radius: 750–800 nmi (865–920 mi, 1,380–1480 km)
Service ceiling: 65,000 ft (19,800 m)
Wing loading: 54 lb/ft2 (265 kg/m2)
Thrust/weight: 1.36

Armanent:
-2 x M61 Vulcan (480 bullets each)
-10 x Class Special Weapons
-6 x ARM 120
-2 x ARM 9X

Weaknesses:
A super modern experimental plane comes with quirks. Repair cost is sky high, and the ablative coating gets damaged really easely.

Also this fighter wasn't meant for full load of bombs, so if mounting any of that, it loses some speed, and it decreases the stealthiness. Though coated pylons are a must. So most of the time, it carres ATG missiles to do the job.

Theme Song:

@6slyboy6

okay hes approved

Wastelanders: The Dystopian Convoy

@Eviledd1984 yes, got a spot or two left

Wastelanders: The Dystopian Convoy

@Catchphrase we have a couple more spots if you are interested, but yes I'm keeping this RP a slightly smaller party size than my other ones.

Wastelanders: The Dystopian Convoy

Finally got her done, took longer than it should have, sorry!

Nashota Locklear.

Name:
Nashota Locklear; goes by Nash.

Age:
31.

Height:
5'6.

Weight:
In the range of 145-150.

Nationality:
American; full-blooded Native American.

Nash.

Nash doesn't look very intimidating at all. She's of a smaller frame, with a very soft and womanly face. However, the hardness in her eyes, the set of her jaw, and the way she more so grins rather than smiles shows there's more to her than a pretty face. She will use her looks to manipulate and will act innocent/helpless if it would help her... then she would strike. Her skin is a darker-than-usual caramel color, being out in the sun did that to a person, but she does cover up to protect her skin, if she could handle the heat that day. She has been considering cutting her thick and dark hair for a while now, since it always seemed to get in the way, but the stupid, weak thing called melancholy that rose up in her at the thought made her not do it each time. Instead, she usually has her hair tied back, but pieces always manage to fall out and get in her face.

Fighting Style:
Nash fights dirty. She will throw sand in someone's eyes. She will hop onto taller things, if around, to be at a higher advantage. She will fight hard and fast and dirty, and have no shame about it. She had to learn quickly, at a young age, how to defend herself. However, she didn't learn a specific type of fighting style; instead, she ducks, weaves, dodges, and will do almost anything for the upper hand. She has too, because strength is not on her side compared to a lot of the people in this new world. She's very good at using the things around her for leverage and is light on her feet, adding to her advantage of being able to jump onto things with ease, or to move away quickly.

Specific Skill:
Lockpicking/breaking into things.

Bio:
Hailing from the Apalachee tribe in Northern Florida, life was hard from the get-go. Nash never talks about it. She learned how to be tough, adaptable, and how to take a good hit. So, when the basic end of the world came, she easily transgressed into the new, harsh world, fitting right in. She kept to Florida a lot, staying around her old tribe; some of the other members had survived and stayed at the reservation, whereas she came and went. She doesn't really need the money for anything special; she's just tired of sitting around and doing nothing, so what the hell. The money would be a hefty bonus for a dangerous yet exciting adventure.

Malila

Name:
Malila (shortened meaning of name is quick). Sometimes, shortened down to Mal.

Mal.

Firepower:
1.

Grip:
13.

Frame:
25.

Acceleration:
10.

Top Speed:
6.

Flavor Text:
Nash fought for this car. She isn't much of a car whiz, at all, so she knew she needed to steal one already prettied up to have good transportation on her side. A few weeks into the end, this car came rolling up onto her reservation, a guy thinking he could take easy advantage of the few people at the reserve. She wanted the car very badly. So, she fought for it, and won. It was a hard fight, a fight to death but she came out on top and got her car. She was able to modify some of the outside, it was under the hood that confused her, and before the journey, she had broken into a cargo trailer and found some things that could be spikes installed onto Mal, which she will install before the job.

Gear.

Barbed wire bat.
Border spikes that'll be installed before the journey is underway.

@flightless-angel-castiel

Approved! We will get started soon.

Sky Warrior Stories: The Blood Wing Requiem

@Dynamo Frokane ok, I've writen the first draft of my CS

Tomas M. Harkens

age: 21

hight: 6.2 ft.

wight: 192 pounds

pilot class: fixer

nationality: Irish emigrant to Detriot, USA
appearance: although his hair used to be a light brown it has been died jet black by the soot he is almost perpetualy coverd in. his stature tall and lanky with a constant stoop due to crawling into cramp aircraft pieaces. he mostly weres a beat up bomber jacket an a pair of flight gogles.

Bio: after hard times hit his famly in ireland when he was 5, they moved to the US after his dad, a retired pilot, was offerd a job. Unknown to his famly, that job was as a smugler for a local Mob branch smugleing over lake michigan who neaded pilots for expanding there oporations into cannada. in his new hom, Tom became extreamly antisocal, so he spent most of his time in his dad's new plane talking to the Enginears working on it. his dad, seeing that the airplane was the only thing that could get Tom to talk, alowd for him to come to the hanger as his 14th birthday pressent were he helped the enginears take it apart and put it back toggether again (mostly to uncover secrit compartmints) until one day his dad was shot down over the lake. this aperantly took Tom over the edge. he stopped talking to anyone copleatly, and spent all of his time tinkering with the Mobs airplanes. at first they protested over Tom messing with the planes, but after they saw that the planes Tom tinkerd with where flue farther and faster that even there best racers, they just left him alone. but his magnum opice was an old bomber carcas that he got his hands on. for months he built it from the ground up, tinkering and modifying until there was barly any of the origanal plane left. finaly, once he was done, the Mob came by to clame it, understandably upset that Tom hadn't been fixing up there planes, only to find Tom holding a sub machine gun refuseing to let anyone onbord; shouting "You basterds can't have her! she's mine damn it! I won't have you getting her shot up!" he was nearly over run wen the Mob started trying to take the plane by force, but at the last minute Tom seald shut the door and ran to the cockpit and took of, running down a fue goons in the prosses. he then flue from town to town, bartering manual laber for parts and a scrap of bread here and there, until fineding the blood wings. he was visably exited to sighn up. and why wouldn't he be? Top of the line aircraft parts, and some food of which he desparetly neaded was a dream come true. of corse at first he was denied entry, on the basis of being a nutjob rideing a pile of haphazerdly bolted together scrap, but after downing a fue of there top aircraft, he was admited. although obviesly resented by the other, more stable pilots, his aircraft modifications are an extreamly valueably asset. to this day he is being hunted by the Mob for "borrowing" there parts.

Plane: The Crimson Swan

Info: The swan is a supriseingly fast medium sized strike fighter, built out of scraps. It has a pair of repair drones in the bomb bay for extirior repairs, though Tom prefers climbing out and doing it himself whenever possible. Its roomy enough for him to live in for days, wich he often does.

wepons: 3 miniguns, up to 30 small unguided rockets, and a nose turret for someone brave enough to get in the plane with Tom. theres also a submachine gun in the cockpit for emergencys.

weaknis: It's haphazerd desighn makes it extreamly rickety and prone to falling apart if pushed to far. It's also not incredibly maneuverable and only really excels at strate line speed.

@Clockwork giant

You really need to address some of these spelling mistakes, my grammar and spelling is far from perfect but you are type 'wepons' and 'weaknis' and thats not including whats in the bio, go over your CS with a spell check please. And Id like to see a pic of your pilot as well.

Shine City 3: Summer Sequel (Always Accepting)

@Narcotic Dollie ohh no I was actually waiting for @Delta44 to timeskip, thats what I meant when I said 'would you do the honours' sorry if i wasnt clear :P

Sky Warrior Stories: The Blood Wing Requiem

@6slyboy6 can we get a pic of Barta too, I'd like the bio to have a bit more detail too.

Sky Warrior Stories: The Blood Wing Requiem

@Slypheed yep approved!

Sky Warrior Stories: The Blood Wing Requiem

@Dynamo Frokane i assume we will start today :)

@boomlover

Nope probably not, still got to work the plot and accept more characters.

Wastelanders: The Dystopian Convoy

Okidoki @Dynamo Frokane I think my C.S may be ready for approval. Happy to add any more information if needed

Edit: After a bit of consideration would it be possible for my character to take the Compass in place of the sniper rifle? ( only if no one who hasn't submitted a c.s doesn't want it)

@AtlasRedfox

nope your stuck with the sniper now!

and yep your character is approved