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OOC: http://www.roleplayerguild.com/topics/65070/posts/ooc

Important Please Read first: I'm looking for Rpers who are funny, can improvise and most importantly are dedicated. Otherwise do not post on here. Your unit will not comprise of the current members from the popular series and essentially will start a fresh. This mean that you can have your character act however you want or look however you wish.







CS Please put spaces between each section, it makes it easier to read.

Full name: You can put Unknown
Code name:
Gender: Male or Female
Age: between 20 - 50
Implanted A.I.: [Leave Blank]
Armour Ability:
Appearance: Picture or Written description
Personality:
History:
Weapon Loadout (look at the halo wiki for this information no alien weapons):
Fighting Style:
Other: anything I've forgotten or you think I need to add please tell me or place it here.

Name: Jacobs Huntington

Codename: Washington

Age: 27

Gender: Male

Armour Ability: Teleportation

Implanted A.I.:



Personality: Jacobs is an optimistic guy who always sees the funny side of a dangerous situation. He hates being wrong and doesn't appreciate being corrected (Even when he is wrong). Jacobs can be very cocky and overestimate an opponent, situation or even his own skills. Taking on tasks that are far too difficult for him alone, he can be very stubborn and will not admit when he needs help or even ask for it. Even with all this he keeps his head and always thinks about the objective and how to achieve it.

History: Jacobs had an ordinary childhood, nothing truly special. Brought up on military drills and weapon stripping he has known nothing but UNSC and the pride he would bring his family fighting for the UNSC. His family were quick to distrust the Elites joining humanities caused and this xenophobia rubbed off on Jacobs. Once he was of age he was shipped straight off to the nearest UNCS barracks to begin his training.

Fast forward several years and Jacobs found himself fighting an innumerable foe know as the flood and in charge of his own six man squad. Called the greatest threat to the galaxy Jacobs fully understood why. During one particular battle in which Jacobs and five other men had to protect and hold a comms array Jacobs finally saw the elite in a positive light. During the fighting Jacobs lost all of his men too the monstrous creatures with his back against the wall he saw his fellow soldiers rise up and turn on him. Seeing no way out he pulled the pin on a grenade and held it to what was left of his helmet.

Before he could finish himself the Elite reinforcements arrived in a rain of plasma fire. Throwing the grenade into the horde he watched as the Elite forces swept through the sea of flood systematically slaughtering this great threat. With the threat eliminated Jacobs thanked the Elites for their help. A few months later he was put forward for the Freelancer Project.

Weapon loadout:
MA2B Assault Rifle with built in bayonet.

M363 Remote Projectile Detonator.

M6G Pistol.

Combat Knife.

x3 Fragmentation Grenade.

x2 Flash Grenades Grenades.

Fighting Style: Jacobs fights up close and personal using his personalised Assault rifle mixed with his large variety of martial arts.
Cynric followed Hunter onboard the ship chuckling to himself. Cynric found the whole healer fainting situation hilarious. In his time around people of magic he had seen much worse, yet everyone was fussing over one girl who doesn't know her limits. They had no true loyalty to each other only to their leader and current employer. Cynric saw this girl as more of a liability then a help. If she kept pushing herself and healing people when she knew she could not she would end up dead. What good is a dead healer?

Now onboard he found the sleeping quarters and undid the belt holding his sword to his waist. Placing the scabbard on the floor he got into the hammock. Cynric only just realised how tired he was. His whole body ached. However he was alive and well so how could he complain. Getting out of the hammock he stumbled slightly on his sword. Growling he reattached the sword and went looking for the healer. He didn't have to go look for long. Finding her in a hammock being looked over by Iver.

"You know you should just leave her be. Every person of magic knows that you have to face the consequences when you over use a Warren. She's lucky she didn't kill herself. Her safety should take importance over ours. True I asked her to heal me but she should learn her limits. I know this may sound harsh but if she doesn't learn when to stop then one day she'll push herself to hard and next thing she'll be without magic or dead."

Cynric had pulled up a crate to talk to Iver, looking over at Acele he smiled. "To be so kind, the fault of every healer. They don't know when to stop helping."
I will have a post up sometime in the morning to midday.
hmm all has gone quiet. I shall work up a post later in the day.
Cynric nodded his thanks to Acele when she healed him. From the looks of her Acele was pushing herself to heal everyone. She had not heeded his warning and he wasn't at all surprised when she collapsed on the floor. Shaking his head he heard Iver call to the two mages. Walking over to Viktor who was holding her he crouched down and checked her pulse and felt her forehead.

Chuckling quietly he said " Stupid Girl. All healers are the same though. Selfless people who would sacrifice there own lives for someone else. Hopefully this will teach her that she needs to think of her self a bit more than others. Can't fault her for it though."

Standing up he looked back at Iver. " She'll be fine she just needs some rest. Though when she wakes up I'll talk to her. Not sure if she was unsure of the consequences or wanted to help us but she should never push herself to hard. We're not worth her losing her life over. No offence intended but healers are one of the rarest forms of magic and to lose one from this world is not worth." Looking at Iver now he dropped his cigar onto the ground crushing the stub that was left under his boot. Picking up his sword he attached it back round his chest. Once he was happy it was attached he continued talking. "I suggest you take her to a bed so she can sleep it off hopefully there's no permanent damage but I'll examine her again when she wakes up."
Bridgeburner said
Indeed we do.Everything up to this point can be counted as an introduction.Gonna take me a day to put up the next post, where our next battle will become clear and I might draw a *gasp* tactical map.


Shit son. Not sure whether to post or leave it. Props to the healer but. I told her so.
Cynric stared at Hunter like he was insane. "Are you fucking kidding me!? My nose is broken and my jaw is fractured, and your saying we're use to pain." Cynric paused for a second.

Touching his eye patch he thought back to the moment he lost his eye. A broken nose and fractured jaw was nothing compared to that pain. In fact the pain he felt on that day cut deeper then any knife or blade could. His trust was betrayed and he paid a great price for it. Reaching into his jacket he brought out a cigar and lit it with his finger breathing deeply he sighed out the smoke. Thinking back to the moment his eye was gouged out he had been cocky and stupid. More importantly he had been too trusting. Looking at the group he wondered how far these people would go too protect him. Would the sacrifice themselves to protect him. Some Cynric knew would. They had an aura of honor about them. However others he was not too sure off. Puffing on the cigar he calmed himself down.

"Sorry for lashing out Sergeant it wont happen again. But I promise nothing. Anyway, I was wondering Acele if you have enough energy left to heal my jaw. My nose i can live with. After all, I'm already missing an eye a broken nose is nothing to cry over. But don't push yourself on my account. If you need to rest. Rest. I've seen healers kill themselves by over working their body. In fact this one time, this healer tried to heal a dead person. It, uh didn't really work. Ended up almost killing him."
Im in bronze V i got to bronze 2 all it took were bad games to bring me down. Always bad players. Damn elo Hell.
Ink Blood said
Here's what I'm aiming for Iver to be end game: http://i243.photobucket.com/albums/ff9/nacron/Armored_Warrior_2_by_jubjubjedi-Copy_zpsf2217bc3.jpg


Sexy :D
Alrighty Godofchaos gave your character Seán a bit of a hand.
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