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Petty Officer 3rd Class. Tina Sharp

US Navy Sailor.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by EverFidelis

Description

Age:23
Weight:125 lbs
Height: 5' 6"
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Black shoulder length.
Build: Thin, athletic.
Special: Tattoo going down her right arm, scar on her left breast.

Personality

On duty, she is completely about the job, no joking, no whining, no questions. She will follow orders as given, unless morally questionable. She is an expert of ship and infantry weapons, and is capable of their full use should the need arise. She smokes cigars sometimes, mainly to ease the stress of her job. Off duty, she's completely different, she hangs out with friends, goes out for beers, and shops. She cares deeply for anyone she loves and would stop at nothing to protect them.

Equipment

Navy issue Work Uniform - Blue digital pattern.
Navy issue M9 Sidearm - 15 round 9mm magazine.
Oakley sunglasses - thin frame, black with cobalt blue lenses.
Dogtags.
iPhone.
Flashlight.
Multitool.

UPDATE:
HK 416 w/ Holographic sights and foregrip.
Survival gear.

History

Born in a farming family, she was raised in Kansas. During high school, she took Army JROTC, before enlisting in the Navy. Due to JROTC experience, she jumped a few ranks when she was finally done with basic, working as a weapons officer aboard an Arleigh Burke class Missile Destroyer. She has since gotten used to being off land, getting accustomed to being on an advanced warship, with the knowledge that at any second they could come under attack. As she often says, "When its time, just point, and we'll make em hurt."

So begins...

Petty Officer 3rd Class. Tina Sharp's Story

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Tina walks into the bar and sits down at the counter, taking out her phone and tapping in some numbers. "No fuckin signal, fantastic." She puts it back in her utility uniforms pocket, and takes off her patrol cap and sunglasses. "Scotch if you got it." The bartender passed her a glass of scotch, and she downed the golden brown liquid. She grabbed a notepad and started writing. Her ship had gotten here...somehow....and she had not the slightest clue where here was. She wanted awnsers.

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Tina looked around, strange people these were. Some had wings....like some strange cosplayers at a convention. She just sat and observed, waiting for a time to ask questions, as right now she was taking it all in. She had seen.....a....SPARTAN..... and snapped to attention..."Yes?"

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Tina walked over to the SPARTAN. "Sir, its an honor meeting you. Petty Officer Third Class Tina Sharp, USS John Paul Jones." She waits, toying with her jackets zipper.

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Tina snapped her gaze at the other man, throwing her cap back on. "What was that? Civie?" She snarled at him. "I've never met a spartan before, and if you know any better, youll learn to treat BOTH of us with respect." She inspected her M9, disassembling it and reassembling it within the span of 15 seconds.

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She looked back to the SPARTAN. "Well, thats the thing. I dont know where I am, dont know how we got here." She slides the pistol back into her holster.

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She stared at him. "No sir, our ship was in the middle of combat excercises in the mid pacific, then we just...jumped over here i guess. Our crew is scattering about in teams to find out where we are, the captain is looking for whoevers in charge."

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What the hell was this guy talking about? "Warp? Reactors? Our ship is a diesel powered type. We were in the water....and.....oh my god." She ripped open her pocket and started punching numbers into her phone before putting it to her ear. "Oh my god oh my god. Mack? Mack, you there? Awnser me." She looked into the spartans eyes, slamming the phone on the ground while maintaining eye contact. "Tell me everything."

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She shook her head. "No, we dont have reactors. Diesel only. We were water based, doing training excercises wh-" The realization of the spartan saying this place wasnt earth hit her. She ripped out her phone and tried to call her boyfriend. "Mack! Mack awnser me!" She smashed the phone and stared at the spartan, furious. "Explain."

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She stood there. Thinking about what he had just said before going up to the counter. "Give me the heaviest thing youve got."

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She took the glass and downed it, wrenching in pain a bit. "Oh thats good." She takes out a cigar from one of her pockets and puts it in her mouth. "Anyone got a light?" Her radio sounded, static flowing over the channel before the voice of Fleet Admiral Wattson spoke over the comm "John Paul Jones, this is Pacific command, where the hell are you?"

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She unclipped her radio. "Sir? We have a bit of a...situation." The admiral grunted. "Explain." She sighed. "You arent going to believe this sir, but, we arent on earth anymore. Im still unsure as to how you're even getting a clear channel." She waited. "Very well then, you're on your own. Godspeed sailors." With that, the radio went back to static as one of Tina's crewmates walked in.

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A Marine from her ship walked in and poked her in the back. Tina proceeded to yank his arm and twirled him over. With a thump the Marine hit the ground. "Dont sneak up on me like that Reynolds, I nearly shot you last time." He winced. "Sorry ma'am, Captain Wallace says that the crew is being relieved for the time being." He put a duffel bag on the ground. "Heres your equipment. Few weapons, some survival kit. Dont know what money they use here, so yea." She picked up the duffel. "Dismissed, Corporal." He walked off. She sat there and listened to her favorite song, 'Who'd have known' by Lily Allen, god she loved those brits.

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She opened the bag and put some of the contents on the bar itself. A Heckler & Koch 416 carbine, few mags, some optics, body armor, and a few changes of clothes, among other things. "Great, they didnt even get my sizes right." She threw all but the rifle back in the bag, and looked it over. It was a pretty thing, matte black finish, custom trigger assembly, folding stock.....beautiful.

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She sighed, looking at Kate. "I can do freelance work, you want me for a job, I can do it, but Im still Navy, first and foremost."

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The pirate apparently wasnt awnsering her, so she just sat there.

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"Well yea, its our ships little anthem, picked it out myself." She turned it off at the behest of the man next to her. "Its called a Tab. You can search information on it. I take it your not from my time period are you?" I tapped the screen a few times, and the music came back on.

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She tapped it again and looked at the man. "It isnt magic, sir. Science. I take it you arent from my time period?" She pulled up schematics for modifications she could make to her M416, and pulled said weapon out of her duffel bag, taking it apart and placing all components in full view of the man. "This, is also science." She looked at him. "Sorry for ignoring you, I was just....confused."

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She extended her arm out to shake his hand. "Tina, sorry for offending you." She saw it in his face, he was disgusted by that. "From what you had said, I had thought you to be from a time behind mine. My apologies."

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She smiled, handing the Tab to him. "Its no secret, in fact it is a fairly common device on my planet, we use them for information, entertainment, and communication. There are smaller versions too that can fit in pockets and such too." She took a glance at him. "You're military aren't you. So am I, part of my countries Naval fleet."

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She grabbed her radio. "John Paul Jones to unknown unit, identify yourself." There was static for a few seconds. "United States Army 3rd cavalry division, requesting assist, we're under attack!" She shuddered in horror.....she had left earth.....just for her country to be attacked.

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A voice screamed over the radio. "Contact! Contact! Theyre everywhere!" Another voice spoke. "All naval assets, this is Fleet Comm, fall back to coastal defense positions, staggered lines, move." More static. Her family was there. She wondered if Kansas got hit. She started crying, dropping her radio on the ground.

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She threw the radio, looking at both of the woman. "My planet is being overrun, my family is probably dead, and I cant go back to help. No, Im not okay." She sat there with a look on her face that was just pure surrender. She gave up. Everything she loved was gone, and she couldnt even be there for it.

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"Earth. I cant go back because I dont know how we even got here." She got up, putting her jacket and patrol cap back on. "I am a sailor. I should be doing my job, not sitting on the side lines watching my planet burn." She kicks her duffel bag and looks back at the woman. "I want to fight. I dont care if I end up sunk, It is my duty to protect my home, from enemies both foreign and domestic." Her radio, somewhere under a table, sounded off again. "Final Protective Fire 1 on position, call for shot." A little static went over. "Shot." A boom went over the radio....then more static. She went to the table, picked up the radio, and shut it off.

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"Its fine." She takes out her weapons and begins checking them over. "I will go back, one way or another. I will avenge my home." She loads her rifle and sidearm and puts her sunglasses on. She changes the radio frequency, no static, just talk. "Captain Wallace, whats the status on our exit strategy?" A few seconds pass. "Its red light for the time being, we're here for the duration. But I promise you, sailor, when we get the chance, we're gone." I looked at the woman. "Names Tina. You?"

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She recomposed herself, taking out her tab and punching in numbers and things. "Good, fleet grid is still up, I can keep track of the situation via satellite." She zoomed in on her hometown. It was relatively intact, with no hostiles nearby. Lots of tanks and national guardsmen though. Victory for a small town in the middle of nowhere, good enough for her. "Oh, I think we can handle this."