Personality: pretty laid back most of the time, I'm not going to get bent out of shape easily but I won't be pushed about either. I like to help people out whenever I can and will stand up for people I don't know when I see something wrong happening. I have a tendency to be arrogant and impulsive but I hate that about myself and do my best to curb it. I have a deep sense of chivalry.
History: I was born in North Florida in the country. Raised by rather strict (but very loving) parents. I had a pretty physically rough childhood, quite a few serious injuries the worst of which was probably when my older brother accidentally set me on fire. I have worked in construction since I was 18. I dated my wife for about a year and a half before we got married. And here I am.
Other: I like to tinker with things. Done a bit of smithing and woodworking. Video games, role playing, guns, and air soft are some more interests of mine. I like to rp in science fiction, medieval, fantasy, post apocalypse, and any mix there of.
Weapons: I am a proficient marksman, tested out to 600 yards with a 30-06. I am also good with a pistol though I have less practice with them. Decent hand to hand combatant and with edged weapons.
Appearance: 6'0", dark brown hair and eyes, muscular but not trimmed.
I had been to almost every corner of the base and still had not found my squad leader, everyone I asked either didn't know or gave me bad information. Finally I talked to a rather pretty Lieutenant who said that she had seen him in one of the observation rooms so, after getting her number, I headed that way and started checking them out. I found him in the fifth one I checked smoking and watching some of the recruits in the gymnasium. "Ensign Sharp reporting as ordered, Sir!" I said after snapping to attention. He didn't seem like he was long in the service himself but he was a Warrant Officer so he was qualified to lead a squad through anything they would throw at us in training.
Coffee had been a bad idea! I was already stressing myself out over the aptitude evaluation, which was stupid because all it was for was squad placement. I couldn't help it, I always did this after a test. I was anxious to find out who my squad mates would be and what kind of assets and skills they would have. It had been almost four hours since we had been dismissed from the testing room and told to wait in these observation rooms, this was probably part of the evaluation, the military does love it's mind games after all.
I stand, through my now empty coffee cup in the trash and stretch, then walking to the wall I do a hand stand and leaning on the wall start doing inverted push ups. After fifty of those I do one hundred sit ups, then as I'm finishing those the instructor from the exam steps in, Sargent Jonson was his name, and after I jump to attention he says. "Recruit Sharp, you are hereby assigned the rank of ensign and placed in tango squad. Everything else you need to know is in this folder, report to your squad leader asap." Then after laying the folder on the table he walked out and I grabbed thumbed through it until I found my squad roster, squad lead was a Warrant officer named Raymond Marksman, there were four others but he was who I needed to find right now.
Chivalrous (if you don’t know what this means Google it), outgoing and jovial at most times but hardened by years of war. He speaks his mind regardless of rank or position. Always quick with a joke and ready to lend a hand. In a tight spot he’s quick on his feet to make needed changes and decisions, and isn’t afraid to make the hard calls. Unless you've already gained his trust and respect he won't blindly follow your orders without question.
He started life on Hexon where his mother died in a mining accident when he was 16. His father was an exemplary solder and fine officer in the UKD and thus on active deployment at the time of his mother’s death. As soon as his father received word of what happened, he had him put in the finest of military schools, where he studied military conduct and history until he turned 18 and joined the military.
Yet to be seen.
Yet to be seen.
-Never has taken much interest in any one woman. Maybe a fling here and there or a few one night stands but never anything serious.
A custom 1911 semi auto pistol that his father gave him as a graduation gift.
-Caucasian, 6’4”, muscular build, black shoulder length hair, goatee, tattoo on the left side of his upper back just below the neck.
Name: Brian Sharp.
Age: 26.
Personality: pretty laid back most of the time, I'm not going to get bent out of shape easily but I won't be pushed about either. I like to help people out whenever I can and will stand up for people I don't know when I see something wrong happening. I have a tendency to be arrogant and impulsive but I hate that about myself and do my best to curb it. I have a deep sense of chivalry.
History: I was born in North Florida in the country. Raised by rather strict (but very loving) parents. I had a pretty physically rough childhood, quite a few serious injuries the worst of which was probably when my older brother accidentally set me on fire. I have worked in construction since I was 18. I dated my wife for about a year and a half before we got married. And here I am.
Other: I like to tinker with things. Done a bit of smithing and woodworking. Video games, role playing, guns, and air soft are some more interests of mine. I like to rp in science fiction, medieval, fantasy, post apocalypse, and
any mix there of.
Weapons: I am a proficient marksman, tested out to 600 yards with a 30-06. I am also good with a pistol though I have less practice with them. Decent hand to hand combatant and with edged weapons.
Appearance: 6'0", dark brown hair and eyes, muscular but not trimmed.
<div style="white-space:pre-wrap;">Name: Brian Sharp.<br><br>Age: 26.<br><br>Personality: pretty laid back most of the time, I'm not going to get bent out of shape easily but I won't be pushed about either. I like to help people out whenever I can and will stand up for people I don't know when I see something wrong happening. I have a tendency to be arrogant and impulsive but I hate that about myself and do my best to curb it. I have a deep sense of chivalry. <br><br>History: I was born in North Florida in the country. Raised by rather strict (but very loving) parents. I had a pretty physically rough childhood, quite a few serious injuries the worst of which was probably when my older brother accidentally set me on fire. I have worked in construction since I was 18. I dated my wife for about a year and a half before we got married. And here I am. <br> <br>Other: I like to tinker with things. Done a bit of smithing and woodworking. Video games, role playing, guns, and air soft are some more interests of mine. I like to rp in science fiction, medieval, fantasy, post apocalypse, and<br>any mix there of. <br><br>Weapons: I am a proficient marksman, tested out to 600 yards with a 30-06. I am also good with a pistol though I have less practice with them. Decent hand to hand combatant and with edged weapons. <br> <br>Appearance: 6'0", dark brown hair and eyes, muscular but not trimmed.</div>
