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Well shit, it seems like everyone is coming in with guns! I better edit my CS so I don't get stuck in the mud.
Pilot
Name: Chet Sparks
Species: Human
Sex: Male
Appearance: http://www.sickchirpse.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/09/Jesse-James-Thomas-Zunti-.jpg
Standing at about 5' 8", Chet has a rather medium build, with muscles visible in a few places. He has a rather short neck, although he has pretty long legs and large feet and hands. His fingers are bony, however, which works to his advantage.
Personality: A naturally hard worker, Chet is set apart by his diligence and earnestness. He values teamwork more than anything else, always putting others before him. However, he is incapable of properly controlling his emotions, and is likely to get frustrated or angry very easily, even at minute things. An full extrovert, he is best when placed with in a group of people, but tends to panic whenever solitary. He also speaks with a slight drawl.
Bio: His father a government official, Chet was born into the lap of luxury. Although he struggled in school, he excelled in many differing team sports, such as hockey, football, hand-egg, etc. Even though the military seemed like a grim prospect to both his mother and father, he still joined it after he graduated high school. Soon, he found that he prospered in the environment of the armed forces, and diligently began to strive to become something bigger than himself. Soon, he managed to qualify to become a walker pilot, at the cost of cutting ties with his family due to their disapproval. He fought as a walker pilot for 4 years, as he is currently 25.
Specialties: Teamwork, Combat
Walker
Model Name: SOSLW-5 (Standardized Offensive Support Light Walker, Model Five)
Model Class: Light
Primary Role: General Combat/Support
General Information: The SOSLW series have been a staple among the indecisive. Lightly plated but heavily armed, they usually serve as part of the backbone to any mechanized Walker platoon, due to how reliable and versatile they can be in combat. Their armor is rather standard, enough to stop small arms with ease, up to as much as a .50 caliber bullet. However, to increase mobility, the leg armor has been modified in order to increase mobility, at the cost of thinner armor which means less protection.
With the focus on offense, the SOSLW's armament is where it can really shine, due to how many weapons can actually be placed on it. And its state of the art automatic aiming systems make it even more deadly.
Armament:
-The right shoulder sports a dual-barreled, alternate firing, automatic 25mm grenade launcher, with an effective range of 2 kilometers.
-The left shoulder is equipped with a 6 barreled, Gatling rotary cannon that fires 20mm at up to 6000rpm. Effective range of about 1 kilometer.
-Attached to the back of the mech is a 120mm mortar, with the ability to raise, lower, pivot, or even shift positions in accordance to targeting parameters. Effective range of 5 kilometers.
-Attached to both sides of the mech's "waist" are anti-material .50 caliber rifles. Effective range of 1.5 kilometers.
Weapons attached to both waist and shoulder are able to rotate both horizontally and vertically in accordance to targeting parameters.
Appearance: The mech, standing at about 5 yards tall, has a very defined body, consisting of two cubes on top of its legs. The feet of the legs are circular, so as to allow for balance of the mech. The color is a dull gray, although small scratches can be seen on the body of the mech.
Name: Chet Sparks
Species: Human
Sex: Male
Appearance: http://www.sickchirpse.com/wp-content/uploads/2013/09/Jesse-James-Thomas-Zunti-.jpg
Standing at about 5' 8", Chet has a rather medium build, with muscles visible in a few places. He has a rather short neck, although he has pretty long legs and large feet and hands. His fingers are bony, however, which works to his advantage.
Personality: A naturally hard worker, Chet is set apart by his diligence and earnestness. He values teamwork more than anything else, always putting others before him. However, he is incapable of properly controlling his emotions, and is likely to get frustrated or angry very easily, even at minute things. An full extrovert, he is best when placed with in a group of people, but tends to panic whenever solitary. He also speaks with a slight drawl.
Bio: His father a government official, Chet was born into the lap of luxury. Although he struggled in school, he excelled in many differing team sports, such as hockey, football, hand-egg, etc. Even though the military seemed like a grim prospect to both his mother and father, he still joined it after he graduated high school. Soon, he found that he prospered in the environment of the armed forces, and diligently began to strive to become something bigger than himself. Soon, he managed to qualify to become a walker pilot, at the cost of cutting ties with his family due to their disapproval. He fought as a walker pilot for 4 years, as he is currently 25.
Specialties: Teamwork, Combat
Walker
Model Name: SOSLW-5 (Standardized Offensive Support Light Walker, Model Five)
Model Class: Light
Primary Role: General Combat/Support
General Information: The SOSLW series have been a staple among the indecisive. Lightly plated but heavily armed, they usually serve as part of the backbone to any mechanized Walker platoon, due to how reliable and versatile they can be in combat. Their armor is rather standard, enough to stop small arms with ease, up to as much as a .50 caliber bullet. However, to increase mobility, the leg armor has been modified in order to increase mobility, at the cost of thinner armor which means less protection.
With the focus on offense, the SOSLW's armament is where it can really shine, due to how many weapons can actually be placed on it. And its state of the art automatic aiming systems make it even more deadly.
Armament:
-The right shoulder sports a dual-barreled, alternate firing, automatic 25mm grenade launcher, with an effective range of 2 kilometers.
-The left shoulder is equipped with a 6 barreled, Gatling rotary cannon that fires 20mm at up to 6000rpm. Effective range of about 1 kilometer.
-Attached to the back of the mech is a 120mm mortar, with the ability to raise, lower, pivot, or even shift positions in accordance to targeting parameters. Effective range of 5 kilometers.
-Attached to both sides of the mech's "waist" are anti-material .50 caliber rifles. Effective range of 1.5 kilometers.
Weapons attached to both waist and shoulder are able to rotate both horizontally and vertically in accordance to targeting parameters.
Appearance: The mech, standing at about 5 yards tall, has a very defined body, consisting of two cubes on top of its legs. The feet of the legs are circular, so as to allow for balance of the mech. The color is a dull gray, although small scratches can be seen on the body of the mech.
Where should our characters start, though?
finally
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
Name: Yoshimatsu Endo
Nickname (If character has one):
Gender: Male
Age: 48
Place of Birth: Osaka, Japan
Appearance: http://safebooru.org/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=1150209 (disregard text on image)
Occupation: Salaryman
Weaponry: Hard material briefcase
Personal Details/History: Growing up, Yoshimatsu was the only child of two parents. He was rather well-adjusted throughout most of his life. Getting excellent grades at school, he wanted to fulfill his parents dream of him becoming a successful businessman. However, he grew up rather separate from society, with very little friends to keep him company. As a result, he found solace in loneliness, even if his parents frowned upon it.
Soon, he moved away from Osaka and became a fairly successful business, and he continued to strive upward, constantly working, constantly trying to make something of himself. But all his work separated himself from society. Soon, it seemed that no woman wanted him, that people no longer wanted to be friends, or maybe it was just him, not accepting others into his own personal bubble.
After years of striving for success, he though he finally got his chance. His boss called him to a meeting, after work, in the museum. A strange place to meet, but it didn't matter, as long as he could tilt the odds into his favor in some way.
Yoshimatsu is reserved, quiet, but never silent. Due to his job, he has learned to be an opportunist, but his years of labor have also caused him to become rather pessimistic. He is keen on quickly solving any problem, so as to get his reward. He isn't too keen on helping people, but can be very sensitive sometimes, especially when he sympathizes with someone's plights. His old age and years of working behind a desk inhibit his agility, but he does regularly listen and participate in rajio taisou in addition to going on walks when he has the chance, so as to not allow his position to inhibit his work.
(Tell me if anything needs changing, I'm not really accustomed to Japanese lifestyle, seeing as how I never visited Japan)
Nickname (If character has one):
Gender: Male
Age: 48
Place of Birth: Osaka, Japan
Appearance: http://safebooru.org/index.php?page=post&s=view&id=1150209 (disregard text on image)
Occupation: Salaryman
Weaponry: Hard material briefcase
Personal Details/History: Growing up, Yoshimatsu was the only child of two parents. He was rather well-adjusted throughout most of his life. Getting excellent grades at school, he wanted to fulfill his parents dream of him becoming a successful businessman. However, he grew up rather separate from society, with very little friends to keep him company. As a result, he found solace in loneliness, even if his parents frowned upon it.
Soon, he moved away from Osaka and became a fairly successful business, and he continued to strive upward, constantly working, constantly trying to make something of himself. But all his work separated himself from society. Soon, it seemed that no woman wanted him, that people no longer wanted to be friends, or maybe it was just him, not accepting others into his own personal bubble.
After years of striving for success, he though he finally got his chance. His boss called him to a meeting, after work, in the museum. A strange place to meet, but it didn't matter, as long as he could tilt the odds into his favor in some way.
Yoshimatsu is reserved, quiet, but never silent. Due to his job, he has learned to be an opportunist, but his years of labor have also caused him to become rather pessimistic. He is keen on quickly solving any problem, so as to get his reward. He isn't too keen on helping people, but can be very sensitive sometimes, especially when he sympathizes with someone's plights. His old age and years of working behind a desk inhibit his agility, but he does regularly listen and participate in rajio taisou in addition to going on walks when he has the chance, so as to not allow his position to inhibit his work.
(Tell me if anything needs changing, I'm not really accustomed to Japanese lifestyle, seeing as how I never visited Japan)
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12 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
Do you have any age restriction for characters? Like, do you only want them to be young adults or can they be older than that?
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Seems cool, I'm interested.
I lay in the driver seat of my car, reclined all the way back, my bandana over my face to help me relax. It worked decently as a bed, and even better as a shelter. I knew that these honkies probably wouldn't let me come anywhere near their trashy RVs. Shit, they would have probably shot me dead if I even touched one of their over-glorified trailers. I chuckled at the thought of it, of how daft the prospect of them shooting someone they allied with. However, it still was a very real possibility. All the murderer would have to do was say it was just self defense and no one would bat an eyelash. After all, why would they think different, some black gang-banger got dangerously close to their own property, of course it was "self defense". Whatever, as long as I kept as far away from those WASP a-holes it was smooth sailing. I mean, free food and protection just for doing odd jobs here and there was a godsend in this sort of situation, even if I did had to deal with some rather colorful characters and their colorful vocabulary, especially at the start of this whole thing. I swear there was one bitch who actually said "Is that black guy gonna kill me?" behind my back. At least I could confine myself to the comfort and silence of my own car for most of the time, even if I didn't have any rolling papers.
With that said, there were a few outstanding fellows who were pretty cool, at least in my eyes. That chink kept quiet most of the time, he was weird, but at least he wasn't stupid. Other than that, there was another guy, some teenager, looked pretty jaded. He was way too reserved, rarely spoke, probably took either crack or meth in his spare time. The rest of the camp was populated with soldier boys, WASPs, or a mixture of the two. Although one guy was real weird, and I mean REAL weird. Some fuckin hobo who looked 5 years past his expiration date, and would probably croak the next time sneezed. I didn't give him any trouble, it really wasn't any of my business, judging the people here. Although I was a bit bummed by the disturbing lack of the opposite sex. I guess it really was true about what they do in the Army. But there was this one chick I saw before, white girl, looked like some sort of jailbait mixed in with a gallon of white trash. I guess it wasn't much, but I would have to make do.
Before I could really get to comfortable, some asshole started ringing what sounded like a bell, except more raw. Like someone decided to go full retard on a chamberpot. Now, I haven't heard much of this sound before, obviously it was meant to call my attention, but to what? We used it before, but we never really designated it to any specific activity, just to get everyone's attention. Dumbass honkies and their ambiguity.
I grabbed my AK and almost all my other gear. I managed to find a way to attach the handbag snugly to my hips, allowing for storage on-the-go. It looked rather stupid, but it was effective, as it allowed me to hold way more gear, until I managed to get some sort of backpack. I got out of my car, making sure to lock it, and headed over to the commotion already brewing. A few idiots moved away as soon as I got there though. Of course, making sure that they didn't get the negro virus or whatever they think.
I hope Fell is fine with me posting in the first person. It's a habit of mine to really immerse myself in the character, as I genuinely enjoy actually "playing the role".
Seems pretty cool, Im interested
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