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Real Name: Fayela Rose Jacobson
Nickname: Fay
Age: 19
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 125
Gender: Female
Hair Color: Dark brown with a reddish tint.
Eye Color: Pale blue.
Physique: Fayela is fairly tall, and is quite slim, though not underweight. She is a bit more curvy than most, but really doesn't tend to flaunt that. Her body type is purely slim, not atheletic but it isn't as though she has no muscle at all. Her hair goes just past her shoulders and the front frames her face, the bangs coming just over her eyebrows, but not quite covering her eyes. Fayela
Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous.
SOLDIER or NONSOLDIER?: NONSOLDIER
Occupation: Excursionist
Special Abilities: The ability to see into the past and future (limited and uncontrollable). Also, smaller abilities that come with an enhanced mind, like a faster reaction time due to getting a sort of 'feeling' for what someone's next move may be. This wouldn't always work and be accurate, though.
Major Skills: Fayela has a good amount of knowledge of plants and the land, helpful in her job as an excursionist. Also, she has a quick mind and is very agile.
Minor Skills: The only other skill of merit would be her overall intelligence of a lot of things. She isn't super smart at everything, naturally, but she has at least a little bit of knowledge in many different areas, and knows a few different languages.
Personality: Fayela is very hard to figure out when you're first getting to know her. She is extremely cunning and clever, and it's hard to tell if she's just using you or she really does appretiate whatever help you may be giving her. Not to mention, it's hard to figure out what she might be serious about or if she's just being sarcastic. At first meeting, she can seem quite charming, always seeming to appeal to whatever that person would like. She is quite capable of changing her personality to better suit who she is around and situation. Underneath all of that, however, she is really very kind and caring, and would do anything for those she cares about.
Background: Not much is known about Fayela's past, really. She was only nine when the world was, essentially, destroyed. The thing is, she remembers nothing of her first nine years. It's all gone. The only thing she remembered was her name along with basic motor skills and speech, but any events or memories were just completely gone. Living in Turpis hasn't been a cake walk, and she honestly hates it. There is no freedom for one such as her--a young woman with nothing. Her family was, evidentially, killed at some point, so she has been completely alone since then.

In Turpis, she grew increasingly bitter through the years, and always felt empty, like something was missing. When she heard about SOLDIER, she was very excited about it, and did all she could to try and join their cause. She wasn't going to stay here the rest of her life. Finally, she began to brighten up more, and hasn't been near as bitter as she was becoming. Though she still loathes Noah and all they stand for.
Favored weaponry: A few hidden knives and a small handgun, just for protection, mostly. Or dire circumstances.

((I hope this is alright. If any changes need to be made, let me know.))

Real Name:Samuel Adder

Nickname:Sam Snake FF

Age:20

Height:5'1

Weight:190

Gender:M

Hair Color:Black with

Eye Color:A bright silver tipping towards white

Physique:Not heavily built but he has a few muscles enough to pose a challenge in a fight his hair is slicked up using a type of harmless radiated water the radiation gives him a glow along with his normal yellow hair it makes him look like he's on fire.

Dominant Hand:Ambidextrous by force his right hand is weaker than his left

SOLDIER or NONSOLDIER:Nonsoldier

Occupation:Excursionist

Special Abilities:He has Symbiotic beings(you know those eels off of the darkness that's what it can make and the demon arm)in his body.
http://www.gamespot.com/features/6173104/p-3.html The creeping dark and the demon arm except their not exactly like that.

Major Skills:He has focused his intelligence on radiation and the creatures it creates

Minor Skills:he can react really fast as in he's out of the way before the punch is halfway out.

Personality:He's not very somber or depressed or anything that you would expect a prisoner to be he's very optimistic not that he doesn't hate the people who imprisoned him he's just very lighthearted and not peppy really but more hiding his sorrows behind a big wall of jokes.

Background:((correct me if I'm wrong on this)
He was one of the poor his mother and Father didn't have any money and so to not go to jail they had to give him up he tried to run away from them but they found him and didn't kill him since he was little by the time he was fourteen a SOLDIER found him and recognizing his natural talent carted him off to join their ranks until he was where he was today.

Favored weaponry:A knife coated with a paralyzing toxin and dual pistols

Real Name: Gabriel Titus Llewellyn
Nickname: Gabe or G.T.
Age: 23
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 165 lbs.
Gender: Male
Hair Color: Auburn (Orange)
Eye Color: Blue
Physique: Mesomorph (Athletic, Muscular Build)
Dominant Hand: Left
Soldier
Occupation: Infantry
Special Abilities: Strangely his body makeup has turned to liquid, though, even when touching him, it is always a solid. Around others he seems perfectly normal though he can mold his body to his liking; from morphing into animals or changing his hands into weapons. G.T. can even go as far as something similar to his skin being like rubber, able to melt down and slip under doors or even more easier turn his fingers to fit locks and pick them without trouble; this making G.T. able to get in and out without anyone even noticing. The skill is also very good for fighting though sadly he can not create projectiles--such as guns or other such anomalies. His weakness is basically both hot and cold, such as normal metals, when it is heated, than freezes, it immediately hardens, taking several days to become whole again--with minor side effects for a short time such as unable to use certain parts of his body.
Major Skills: G.T. is more about the element of surprise than anything, knowing dozens of different ways to kill an enemy. By far he knows this is a kill or be killed world and makes quick work of his enemies. Besides this he isn't well-trained in weaponry, such as guns, but he is very quiet and has stealth on his belt. G.T. is also very good at kick boxing and has a lot of adrenaline and strength in both of his hands; in other words he has the muscle to back it up.
Minor Skills: If you can call it a skill, he has smarts. G.T. is not stupid and he knows perfectly what he is doing at all times even though most believe he is an idiot before they notice his exact intentions. Otherwise he can carry a basic firearm, though is by far moronic when it comes to more advanced weaponry. He is as well very good when it comes to computers and hacking very complex systems, going along with his smarts in math and coding. G.T. also has an unusual fetish when it comes to English, hating when others don't use it properly, he always tries to correct them.
Personality: Not much of a hard ass but he isn't a softy either. Still, as stated above, he knows this is a kill or be killed world but he doesn't provoke violence--even though he can hand out a can of whoop ass. Deep down he is a nice, well-known guy who would practically do anything for you even though he has some experience in hand-to-hand combat lingering behind him. When you think of G.T. he is a very sweet guy and isn't afraid to get out there or let his emotions fly. He is also the type of person who doesn't like the word hate, and always was taught to never judge something if you've never tried it--to have many flavors. In no way is he against new things or against something he has never seen before. He also is a person who loves to debate, and will get into an argument about the most stupidest of subjects fur fun.
Background: G.T. was taken as a child, very young and innocent he was seriously shoved to the ground when he did wrong, people teaching him to become no more than a machine made to kill. Having a chip like most, he seriously learned discipline and was in the makings of an assassin, working for the government and being one of the dozens of Officers. Sadly, he was treated like trash, even for a high-up rank--in general he wasn't on the bottom of the food-chain--citizens treated him like he was garbage for his profession, which he didn't choose. Becoming a nobody in time, doing his job and sheltering himself from everyone else, having a little more rights than most but respect was a virtue to him. Not gaining it, his hate for NOAH has become inevitable, little-by-little his blood boils in anticipation that that Turpis is to be shut down... for good.
Favored Weaponry: His hands.

Need a villain?

Real Name: Mikhail Stalinslasvsky Lysenko
Nickname: Dr. Strangelove (Just like the character!)
Age: 47
Height: 145
Weight: 5'8"
Gender: Male
Hair Color: Brown, graying
Eye Color: Blue
Physique: Slim
Dominant Hand: Left

SOLDIER or NONSOLDIER?: NONSOLDIER
Occupation: Chief Engineer and Marshal of the Turpis Military
Special Abilities: N/A
Major Skills: Mikhail is a brilliant Strategist and Engineer, surpassing most of the Creators (The members of the Central Party) in intelligence. He is responsible for the Colossus and much of the equipment used in the Turpis Armed Forces. He is also responsible for some of the more demented experiments preformed by TSDIA (Turpis Strategic Defense Initiative Agency), and dreams of a super-soldier that is the ultimate killing machine for Turpis.
Minor Skills: Mikhail can also mix drinks!

Personality: Mikhail is a strange man, and often makes demented comments. He has no morals whatsoever. AT ALL. In fact, this war is simply a statistic to him, and something to be 'fixed'. He thinks Bellus is the enemy, a force keeping Turpis from reaching statistical perfection. He was no connection with the citizens of Turpis, but knows most the military brass like the palm of his hand.

Background: Mikhail was born into the ruling family of Turpis, and spent his life training and studying in the premier institutes of the city. Since then, his father got him into the General Staff at the age of 22, where he excelled and rose to become a formidable force on science by removing rivals, and the ruler of the Turpis Military. He still answers to the Central Party, but is confident in his ability to remove at a whim. Whether he is right, he are yet to know.

Favored weaponry: N/A

No. I wasn't going to have any players play the enemy. Not at the beginning. If the role play demands different strategics, then I would probably consider. I've just done role plays where I allowed a set amount of players to be good and bad, and it was a very bad idea lol. It just is when the conflict arises. So no, the villains will be NPCed.

The war won't feel limited trust me. The war is the best part, I've done this RP three times on other sites.

Edit: You know what, I read your profile again, and thought about it. I will allow you to play a villain, but I encourage you to play a good guy as well. I don't think your Intelligence member will see as much action as your good guy. That's why I encourage it.

Real Name: Ze'ev Hartmann
Nickname: Wolf
Age: 28
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 213 lbs
Gender: Male
Hair Color: No hair
Eye Color: Grey
Physique: Quite short but very well-muscled. He has high cheekbones and a strong jaw, with thin lips that are usually cracked in a grin that means somebody else is about to be very unhappy.
Dominant Hand: Left
SOLDIER
Occupation: Infantry
Special Abilities:Ze'ev has conscious awareness and limited control over his body' cellular processes. He can increase his cell's energy production to increase his strength or speed, heal rapidly, or otherwise augment himself. Of course, this process takes quite a bit of energy, so if he uses it, Ze'ev has to get his blood sugar back up in a hurry or risk losing his strength or even going into shock.
Major Skills: Neglecting the strategic education intended for higher-ups, Ze'ev has instead chosen to master tactics. Any scenario where his own side numbers between 1 and about 30, he knows every conceivable move to make. He is also trained in a nameless martial art that focuses on the use of statistical analysis to determine the most effective attack or defense for any given situation, mixing techniques from every named method of fighting known to its creators.
Minor Skills: Though he can't program, Ze'ev can type nearly 60 words per minute. He's also a pretty good cook.
Personality: Ze'ev is completely focused when out on a mission; a wisecrack from another SOLDIER will probably earn the offender a crack across the head. When dealing with the unknown, he's a shoot first and ask questions later type of person, as he considers the protection of Bellus more important than any principles some might fault him for lacking. Out of the field, though, he loosens up with equals and superiors alike; his habit of devising cutesy nicknames for the latter means he draws a lot of field missions.
Background: Ze'ev was just reaching manhood when the world ended. He'd been a bit of an anarchist prior to the collapse, and seeing the direction NOAH was going did nothing to get rid of those tendencies. He was smart enough never to do anything dangerous, but he's spent a lot of time painting graffiti on NOAH government buildings, getting caught, serving his time (since he never did anything bad enough to merit real punishment), and doing it again. It's a miserable failure, as far as a war goes, but at least he's still trying ten years later.
Favored weaponry:
Armor; credit to JoeCool42, DeviantART
Main Weapon
Secondary Weapons; credit to REDDmonkey and NeonDuck, DeviantART, respectively.

If you are finding the signature rank to be difficult to equip, just send me a PM. There are other solutions. So far, so good, I hope we continue to get more recruits so that on Next Monday, this role play will start off with a blast, litterally.

I'll say some things about myself because it may determine how fast this role play moves. Let me contradict what I just said. Because I am in college at the moment, there will be days where I may be too busy to post something. In this case, the role play may slow down, and so do not ever feel anxious with your posts. Take your time with your posts and keep writing to the best of your ability. This role play needs to be epic.

If I ever get caught up, and you guys need me to post some "special" part or something that pretty much will allow the role play to continue and I do not have time, that is what the Quads are for. If ever I am too busy to set up the battle scene or to brief everybody about something "important," I will PM my Quads and tell them what I had planned to do, and if they have time on their schedules, they will do it. Let's say, that all the Quads are busy, what they can do is PM the Tri-Guards, and then they will do it. That's how the whole leadership ladder works.

To conclude, the profiles are very nice. I'm glad you guys are really thinking into this. I like seeing thick and juicy profiles. It means you put some effort, and some of you probably just thought one up in five minutes. Anywho, if you have any questions that aren't answered in the Plot and that have nothing to do with spoilers, feel free to ask me.

Real Name: Sylvia M. Arkwright
Nickname: Sylv or Mad Arks
Age: 22
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 142
Gender: Female
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Dark brown
Physique: In reality she's quite fit, but she doesn't really look the part. She's not very slim and her shoulders are a bit wider than most girls', but her arms are pretty well-toned. Not exactly curvy, but enough to look feminine.
Dominant Hand: Right
SOLDIER
Occupation: Sniper
Special Abilities: To be very exact, controlling (to a limited extent) vibrations on the molecular level. She would be able increase or decrease the temperature of an object by controlling how fast the molecules can move. She requires direct contact of the object. Technically speaking, she should be able to transfer the energy from one matter to another (influence an object much further away though another object), but this requires too much energy and concentration on her part and she is unable to do so. Obviously, the more she has to speed up or slow down the movement of certain molecules (e.g. condensing gas), the more concentration and energy she requires.

When she is using this ability, and only during this time, she is able to 'feel' the general movement of the molecules she is trying to influence. She is slightly more sensitive to changes in matter even when her ability is not being used, this includes changes like atmospheric pressure and density of liquids, but it doesn't include things like detection of foreign substances and/or impurities.

Unfortunately, she can't really use this ability to its full extent due to its complexity.
Major Skills: Though her marksman skills are great, her reaction time and ability to adapt are where her noticable merits lie. Sylvia is able to react quickly and spontaneously think of a new course of action should an unexpected situation arise, an ability she really needs to have as she isn't very good at following instructions and doesn't always think her plans through carefully enough.
Minor Skills: Her knowledge of firearms aren't very vast, but the few firearms she does know about, she knows a lot more than most people will need. She also has relatively good knowledge of medicine, physics, and chemistry.
Personality: She isn't kind, but she usually ends up helping people due to some sort of guilt (foreseen or actually experienced). Sylvia is also quite conceited, but open enough to listen to other people's opinions... Though this does not necessarily guarantee that she'll actually use their advice or try their ideas out, it just means that she'll at least consider it for a few seconds before trying finding something wrong with it. On the outside, she appears to be quite impulsive and random, but this is because she thinks rather quickly and hardly ever explains or voices how she came to a certain conclusion.

She can sometimes be mistaken as an anti-social, shy, or cold person because she doesn't talk very much. In truth, this is because she is very lazy. As mentioned before, she hardly ever explains anything that goes on in her mind, not because she likes to be secretive, but for the simple fact that she finds it very troublesome to find the words to accurately describe her thoughts (she greatly dislikes misunderstandings). It also doesn't help that she can be overly blunt at times, she prefers to either say the blunt truth or not speak at all, although she'll lie if she really feels the need to do so.

When it comes to minor problems and such, she can complain quite a bit. But she tends to remain quiet and tolerant when it really counts, and always gets things done whether or not she complains about how troublesome it is. She's the kind of person that tends to bottle everything up, and release it all at once. So while she'll act very calm and tolerant on most days, she may suddenly vent all the accumulated emotions and stress on some unlucky people. If there's one thing she tries to avoid, it's 'regret' (minor regrets like, "I should not have had that disgusting sandwich" do not count).
Background: When she was little, Sylvia always dreamed to be in some sort of scientific field. She really enjoyed watching and conducting small experiments of her own (the latter usually causing a lot more harm than good, hence her nickname 'Mad Arks'). Unfortunately, she cut her own dream down as soon as the world flipped upside down. Instead of going for some sort of academic field, she decided it would probably a lot more practical to train for a field requiring more physical work than one mostly backed up by theories and information written on paper.
Favored weaponry: Definitely some sort of sniper rifle, but she also carries at least one handgun as a sort of precaution.

₁- Before Mutation
₂- After Mutation

Real Name: (Dark Secret) Boyer
Nickname: Cael Boyer
Age: 27
Height: 6’2”
Weight₁ 145lbs.
Weight₂ 205lbs.
Gender: Male
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color₁ Hazel -wears black thick-framed glasses-
Eye Color₂ Bright Hazel -no longer needs them-
Physique₁ Before Cael joined SOLDIER, he didn’t exercise much. He was always working. He’s lanky and pretty much weak.
Physique₂ Protecting the city requires one to be physically fit. SOLDIER has built Cael for that job. He is solid and smooth chiseled.
Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous
SOLDIER
Occupation₁ Turpis Security and Surveillance
Occupation₂ Demolition
Special Abilities: Indestructibility—exactly what it means. He can take a barrage of bullets, missiles, tons, sharp objects, etc. But his indestructibility comes to an end with laser technology, plasma, and energy shots. He looks like a normal person, and is soft like a normal person, but looks are deceiving.
Weakness: Lasers, plasma, energy weaponry, and poison.
Major Skills: Basic college knowledge, working with others, being creative, and strategy.
Minor Skills: Mental math, languages, and being charismatic.
Personality: Before he was a part of SOLDIER, Cael was a coward when it came to getting what he wanted. People walked all over him and he was afraid to get into conflicts. He had a lot of acquaintances but none of them would hang with him, which made him feel lonely at times. But when he joins SOLDIER, the military experience changes him dramatically as he takes on a lead position as the Prime. He becomes self-confident, fearless, and even more charismatic. He can be silly, but when it’s time to lock it on, he locks it on, and starts acting like a leader. Cael is the kind of person that even through the worst situations, he will be the one to pick everyone’s spirits back up. As it says in his profile, Cael Boyer isn’t his true name. In fact, his real name is so embarrassing that he tells no one.
Background: Cael was around to see how the world went from pro-green to a nuclear wasteland. The Boyers were split apart when Turpis handed them their job cards. He hasn’t seen his family in years, but talks to them every now and then. He would tell them how much he missed them, but he would never tell them about the resistance he started. Yes, Momma’s Boy Cael started a resistance all by himself. Cael worked in Turpus as Security and Surveillance. It was a boring job that consisted of making sure no one hacked the government network. As he sat there in his cubicle, maintaining network conditions, he saw many attempts to breech security and felt ashamed every time he had to stop them. This was what inspired Cael to start the resistance. The many rebellious individuals and factions that attempted to put a dent in Noah’s defense.
Favored weaponry – anything that goes BOOM!

Additional Information: Because this dork is leader of the resistance, your characters might think the whole thing is a joke at first. Some guy living in his momma's basement is setting it all up. However, because Turpis is such a hell, they may want to consider taking the risk any way, when they get the "phone call." IRL, I don't know a damn thing about National Security, so don't expect me to go into much detail with this character's first job.

There are subscripts???

I used Microsoft Word 2007 Symbols lol. I just copy/pasted this profile over from there.

Real Name: Nax Chan
Nickname: Shale
Age: 25
Height: 5' 5"; Grows to 6' after radiation
Weight: 114 lb
Gender: Male
Hair Color: Dark Brown, almost black; Becomes pure black after radiation
Eye Color: Brown; Becomes black irises after radiation
Physique: Well-built, athletic looking. Relatively short.
Dominant Hand: Ambidextrous
SOLDIER or NONSOLDIER?: SOLDIER
Occupation (Either SOLDIER or NONSOLDIER job): Sniper
Special Abilities: Super reflexes, 5x normal human speed and strength, super agile (essentially, like the elves of Eragon)
Major Skills: Akimbo wielding of Desert Eagles; top-ranking martial artist in several different styles; excellent fencer, can use swords to deflect bullets etc.
Minor Skills: Speaks several languages (English, Spanish, Chinese, German, Russian)
Personality: Shale is rather removed and oftentimes even completely ignorant of others. He works best alone. However, when he has feelings for someone, he transforms into a passionate and loving man that one would never suspect.
Background: Shale was a member of the secret police for NOAH. He was one of the ones who killed outspoken citizens for the government, but when NOAH came out with the tracking chips, some small part of the back of his mind rebelled at the idea of a NOAH chip controlling him. He hates the idea of someone knowing exactly where he is at all times. Especially during missions, having someone know where is is a VERY bad thing.
Favored weaponry:
-(1) M107 Barrett .50 caliber SASR rifle
-(1) FN SCAR-L Mk 16 Mod 0 Standard Variant 5.56 mm x 45mm NATO (Uses standard M16 magazine and ammunition) AND;
-(1) FN 40GL 40mm Grenade Launcher
-(2) Desert Eagle, .44 Magnum caliber, hollowpoints, custom grips (skull and crossbones engraved), chromed, holstered at back of waist
-(2) Rapiers, sheathed at both sides
-(10) Throwing knives, coated in a paralyzing neurotoxin
-(10) Shuriken, also coated in paralyzing nuerotoxin

Real Name
Emmaline Clark
Nickname
Emma
Age
26
Height
5’10”
Weight
133 lbs.
Gender
Female
Hair Color
Ebony
Eye Color
Grey
Physique
Tall and statuesque; in another time and another place, with a lot less brains, and having to be about as shallow as a puddle, this beauty might have strived for that of supermodel. Her mid-back length ebony hair is naturally wavy, and she’s usually found wearing it pinned back at the nape of her neck. Her grey eyes are sharp, penetrating, and extremely observant. Her slender figure is usually hidden behind a generic white lab coat. She has creamy, ivory skin that makes her hair and eyes even more striking. She also has high cheekbones, and full lips.
Dominant Hand
Learned Ambidextrous (not naturally so)
Non-SOLDIER
Occupation
Doctor
Special Abilities
Healing: Just as the name implies, Emma can heal victims of Turpis. The radiation that kills so many of her fellow resistance members mutates her on a level that is beyond genetics. From fatal wounds (as long as acted upon quickly, which isn’t often the case since she is barred from the battlefield, and even when acted upon quickly usually takes a mixture of medicine and mutation) to minor wounds, and even to withdrawing poisons or other deadly chemicals that have been injected into the human body, Emma doesn’t have to strictly adhere to medicines of the western culture (though she often does because she has more confidence in the science behind technology than she does faith behind spirit).
Speed: However, on the genetic code, Emma was changed as well. The limitation is that this speed is only found in her hands. Her hands can move with blurring rapidity; a very useful mutation when having to perform life-threatening surgeries swiftly.
Major Skills
Medical Knowledge. A quick and out-of-the-box thinker...when applied to medicine.
Minor Skills
Not that it should be a surprise, but Emma’s rather good at sewing. Oh, and she can cut hair…if you’d like it buzzed.
Personality
There was a time when Emma’s mother told her that it was best to keep to herself, hide her face, and learn to avoid physical obstacles by keeping her eyes on the ground. Because of Emma’s over-protective mother, and never truly understanding why her mother insisted she hide, Emma has grown into a very introverted woman. Because she wasn’t allowed friends, much less any other social interaction that was not limited to her house, she doesn’t quite know how to deal with people. Despite this awkwardness she has a bit of a sense of humor, or rather, she turns her confusion into jokes that others can laugh at.
Background
When Emma’s mother died when Emma was sixteen, Emma blamed herself. Her mother had died of the common flu, and Emma felt that if she’d only known what to do, she would have been able to save her. Since that moment, Emma pushed all other duties in her life completely to the side and began to avidly study medicine. At twenty-four, while working as a medical resident at a Turpis military hospital, Emma overheard a conversation about an underground resistance that was rising up against the oppression and evil of the Government. For the first time in her life, she felt like there might actually be something worth fighting and living for. Secretively and with much pain-staking work, she hunted down the leader of the resistance and offered her services. Since that moment she has been taking meticulous care of the members.
Favored Weaponry
Even though she isn’t a fighter, it’s never a bad idea for someone so blatantly standing against Turpis to carry some sort of protection.
-3x Syringes: Green: Sodium Thiopental – an anesthetic agent capable of rendering the Injected unconscious in a few seconds
-3x Syringes: Yellow: Pancuronium – causes complete, fast, and sustained paralysis of the skeletal muscles, including the diaphragm (without an Acetylcholinesterase Inhibitor the Injected will die of asphyxiation)
-4x Syringes: Red: Potassium Chloride – stops the heart and causes death by cardiac arrest

Real Name: Horusian Louis Tugsete
Nickname: Horus

Age: 26

Height: 6, 3

Weight: 76

Gender: male

Hair Color: Black

Eye Color: Hazel

Physique: tall and skinny

Dominant Hand: Right

NON-SOLDIER

Occupation: Intellegance

Special Abilities: High Blood Clotting and skin cell production

Major Skills: Technical Engineer, Software writer, and large knowledge of Aerodynamics and Hydrodynamics.

Minor Skills: knows about handling a ranged weapon, knows a small amount of martial, and quite a lot of knife handling. knows a lot of trivia

Personality: Helpful, although sometimes thinks too highly of himself. he doesn't get angry easily. Although quite sultry

Background: from a well-off family, went to a good school and university. became sultry when NOAH decided is parents were getting too big for their boots and had them disappear. he was not deemed a problem and was quite important in society so he was left alone. he lived alone all his life, not a support of NOAH, but not a supporter of the resitance.

Favored weaponry: Flip out knife. KSM-57B (something that goes Boom! http://fongsaunder.deviantart.com/art/KSM-57B-101448053. )

This character will appear after chapter 3

--EDITED--
Please try to consider realism when selecting weapons and abilities. I find Wikipedia very helpful, as there are usually quasi-comprehensible sections describing the advantages and disadvantages of a particular weapon.

@ Sonata: Is there any reason that we can't try to have these "flashy bullshitted weapons" (or whatever you called them) be plausible at the least? One of the two words in "Science Fiction" is Science, after all.

Sorry but I know hardly anything about hand guns, or guns at all. So please suggest something.
I guess that's why I always die when I have that thing in Counter strike.

I won't have any criticisms of other typists and their characters in this thread. If he wants to use a Desert Eagle, then let him use a Desert Eagle. I don't expect anyone to know much about the jobs they choose, but they are welcome to look it up. As for weapons, I wouldn't even try to research about any of the modern weapons because we won't be using them for long. Probably the only time you will use them is during The Break Out. This is a futuristic RP and so we will be tapping into some made-up, high-tech, bull-shitted weaponry that makes a lot of noise and looks awesome. So if you're so arrogant that you can't type anything nice, then I suggest you don't type at all.