Description
Basics -
What is your Name?: Allison Black.
What Nickname(s) or Title(s) do you currently hold? : Umm, nicknames. Hmm. Some people call me Chief. It's because of my rank, Master Chief Petty Officer.
Could you possible elaborate on your Gender?: You have my pictures in front of you, as well as me sitting right here. I don't think a man would have D cups.
What is your Race?: Human.
What is your Nationality?: In what way? Oh! German and Canadian.
What is your Date of birth?: May 3rd, 2539.
What is your Age?: I'm 18
Where were you born?: New Dallas, Tantalus, Phi Gamma system.
Where is your Current residence: I live at the Corbulo Academy of Military Science.
Appearance -
How tall would you say you are?: I am about, if I had to guess, 6 foot 1 inch.
Be honest. How much do you Weigh?: Why whould I lie to you? It's only gonna hurt me down the line if I do. 130 pounds, thank you very much.
Which is your dominate hand?: Right handed, got that from my mom.
Skin color?: I'm white.
What about Scars?: Nope, though I'm far from flawless.
Do you have any Tattoos?: I have a CAMS "patch" tattoo'd to my back.
What about Piercings?: I wear earrings sometimes.
Hair color: Black.
Eye color: Some say Emerald, I say Green.
Changes: Nope, I wouldn't dare change em.
Disabilities: I can see just fine.
Wear: Sunglasses sometimes, though I got these nifty "shooters glasses" from dad.
What is your Usual attire?: I usually wear my UNSC Navy work uniform. It's like a jumpsuit, but awesome.
Do you have a Secondary attire?: Either my CAMS off duty stuff, which is an olive drab green shirt with CAMS printed on the back and some black combat pants, or I wear civilian clothes.
Besides the previous two already discussed do you have any Occasional attire?: You can see it in my pics right there. I cosplay. How did you find that?
Do you happen to own any Armor?: When the need arises, I use UNSC Marine Corps standard armor. But it isn't required for my job.
Any Equipment you would like to share?: I carry tools for work, my shooters glasses, which I love, because they got a cool little HUD, and adjust to sunlight! But yeah, just tools or whatever I need for the day.
Weapon preference: I've been trained in SMGs and Sidearms, as well as Rifles.
Main weaponry: Customized MA5 rifle, designated the MA5SC, or sub compact. It's a really really cool weapon. Shorter overall, but with the same stuff you'd find on a normal MA5.
Secondary weaponry: M6H .50 caliber sidearm, standard for post war UNSC forces.
Jewelry?: Depends on what it is, I wear dogtags. But not much else.
Accessories: Gloves, I got these black, hard knuckle, super grippy shooting gloves that I use for work, and for combat.
Health –
So what would you say your Diet consists of?: Best damn food in the fleet, that's what. *laughs*
Do you get any Exercise?: You gotta get excercise to do my job. Tight spaces, good reflexes, yeah. I get excercise.
Are there any Physical disabilities that we should know about?: Nah, I got screened. Anything I have can be classified as non restrictive.
Any Mental disabilities then?: Someone thought I had PTSD, but that was cleared, I don't.
Do you have any Habits: I just do my job. Aside from that, I watch TV and hang out with my bunkmate.
Do you have any Bad habits?: I'd need to know what's bad first.
Personality Description –
What is your Patience level?: Look at my crewmates and subordinates. They're good people, so my patience is equally good, unless you get on my rough side.
Any Self esteem?: Dude, you can't cosplay, or even lead anything, if you don't have good self esteem.
Hobbies: I play videogames, I watch movies, I run, and I play acoustic guitar.
Do you have any Interests?: Music, Movies, Books, Flight.
Phobias you would care to mention?: Fear of the night.
Superstitions?: None, I don't do that kinda stuff.
Personal –
Long-term goals?: Make my dad proud of me. Something.
Ok, short-term goals?: None at the moment. I like things as they are, no place I'd rather be.
Personal belongings?: Pictures of places I've been, my Stratocaster guitar.
Any Guilty pleasures?: I love Star Trek.
Now Do you have a Darkest secrets?: It's not a secret if you know.
Religious beliefs/preference: God?: I used to, but I kinda drifted from it once I came to Corbulo. No rest for the wicked!
Close friends: Mephisti.
Deceased friends: *sighs* Too many.
Current companions: Mephisti.
Deceased companions: Look man, you're about to overstep your boundary here. Please lay off.
Pets: I had a cat named Thompson back home.
Current occupation: I am a weapons officer aboard the UNSC Vengeance, my job is to oversee the maintainence, and operation, of all ship based and infantry held weapons.
Personal background: I'll get back to you on that.
So begins...
"That it will." She leaned on Momiji.
Allison Black walked in, smiling, wearing her
favorite dress that she always liked to wear. She sat down at a booth, and smiled.
Allison looked around at everyone, before letting out a sigh, and adjusting the crisscrossing strings over her abundant cleavage.
Allison Black strode into Gambit's, wearing her black uniform, with an MA5D magnetically clipped to her back, and an M6H on her side. She looked around, the place was barren, so she sat down at the counter, and took off her hat.
Allison heard the rumble of the bike, and looked to the door with her emerald green eyes. She moved a bit of hair that covered her right eye, curious as to what might step in.
Allison rolled her eyes. Fucking jarhead. Figures. She looked at her TacPad, and sighed, tapping her fingers on the counter, before ordering a Coke. General's daughter or no, she still couldn't buy alcohol.
She raised an eyebrow, looking at the soldier. "What? Sure." She smiled, before looking at her TacPad again, scrolling through various screens and such, before looking up again.
Allison shrugged. "Wrist mounted TacPad. It's just an intel organizer. I can get real time data on anything I want. Comes in handy. Also where I get my assignments from." She looked at it, its screen glowing a cool blue.
"Castle was destroyed. How did you?" She closed her eyes, sighing. She hadn't been there, having only gotten into CAMS a few years ago, at her fathers request. "Yeah. I'm UNSC."
Allison chuckled a bit at that. "Relax. You're fine." She smiled at Patchi.
Allison grinned. I know the feeling. Shut up, please. She closed her eyes, and shrugged. "Wouldn't know what it's like, having an AI in ya. Those things are ship grade, right?" She smiled, before she looked at Patchi. "Sarcasm? Great."
"I guess you could say I was born into it. My dad runs the Corbulo Academy of Military Science. I was fascinated by it all since I was little, and bam, here I am." She smiled. "I'm a cadet, but I'm also shadowing a weapons officer on a Paris class heavy frigate, since I wanna get into that. Figured the best way to get into it is to see how the real thing works."
"Gettysburg? Huh. You know what happened to her, doncha?" She smiled. "The ship I'm with is part of an escort unit running with the UNSC Infinity." She crossed her arms with pride at that last part.
"It's not like that. We study tactics, infantry formations, everything that makes a military force tick. From logistics, to parabolic trajectories for artillery." She smiled. "I'm studying space warfare."
Allison looked at her, an eyebrow raised. "What?" She was taken by surprise. "One would think you'd have been briefed on any UNSC locations on Terra."
"I can't take you there, people are gonna question why I'm bringing a missing spartan into a Military Academy." She sighed. "Sorry."
"Umm." She scratched her head. "The Spartans are their own branch now. 656 Spartans in total. Spartan 3's and 4's." She smiled.
"Wait. No. 956. I glitched." She shrugged, looking at Cain. "Sure!"
"We have one left." She said. 7 would probably know who she was referring to. "Aside from you. Also, its just Mjolnir GEN2. No more marks. These are made for the 4's."
"I could do so. Get you in with the Spartan branch. They'd be hella happy to see a real life 2 walking around with them again." She smiled. "If you want, I can get you some GEN2 in the mean time."