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Post by Da Pwny on Apr 26, 2008 18:47:30 GMT -5
*general character format:
Name Age Gender/Race Alignment (Government, private, ect.) Appearance Abilities (includes skills such as weapon expertise (if any) and the like) Attitude Background Weapons*
Name: Valera Age: 22 Gender/Race: Female Valkrys Alignment: Government
Appearance: Sky-blue hair braided separately into about nine or ten braids, brown eyes, fair skin. Tall, well-built, and fairly attractive, though the implants have taken some of that away; several scars dot her body from previous battles. Wears the normal battle armor that all Valkrys units wear, which is basically an upgraded version of the average fatigue wear, except darkened somewhat in color Abilities: heightened senses, greater speed and strength; good leadership skills and able with most guns. Attitude: Although calm and generally impassive, she exhibits the occasional outburst of anger, usually when the incompetence of others prevents her from accomplishing a mission, or even gets in the way of her ability to fight
Background: Like most Valkrys, Valera doesn't have much of an interesting background before becoming what she is now. Lower in rank, she isn't dead last, but fairly close at the moment. As of yet, she hasn't manifested energy beyond the general boost in strength and stamina, but she does possess one of the keener eyes among the whole lot that the government controls, allowing her to see things, sometimes well before others in her squad do, which has earned her the nickname (and as of now codename) "Eagle".
Her fondness of and lack thereof for normality has made her somewhat unstable, but no one else has seemed to notice yet... Valera is also one of the oldest of the Valkrys, and has seen many of her own kind fall and die in battle... This doesn't help her stability one single bit...
Weapons: A high-velocity assault rifle, designed to punch fist-sized holes in the side of a light tank from a standing position. Also comes with an under-barrel rack for a grenade launcher, flashlight, or something of the like. She also carries a high-caliber, semi-automatic handgun on her belt, as well as a Bowie knife strapped to her leg for emergencies.
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Post by Jess on Apr 26, 2008 23:21:56 GMT -5
Name Angeal Age 23 Gender/Race Female, Valkrys Alignment Government Alias Gargoyle
Appearance Angeal has blood red hair that flairs out at either sideof her head, lookign like flames as it curls inward on itself. A pair of eyes that are mis-matched sit in her sockets- the left one being completely white and entirely lacking a pupil, while the right one is a dark, frosty blue... like that of thick Ice. A nose which is soft, and small sits between them, and above a pair of blackened lips. Her body is deeply curvacious, helped by her special suit that she wears for combat. Protruding out of her back are a pair of thick, steel-plated angel wings that fold up to about half their size when she need to.
Abilities Flight via her wings, enhanced strength and dexterity, she excells in melee combat with swords and the like.
Attitude Angeal can be quite a handful at times, often going berserk at the wong moment and killing anything that is foolish enough to stand in her path. She is known throughout her company as the ultimate soldier of fortune...however many question wether or not she is actually sane, since the implants have seriously impeded her thoughts and emotions greatly.
Background Angeal is the same as about 90% of the Valkrys women out there... she doesn't really have much out of the ordinary until she /became/ a Valkrys. One of the few chosen to get the implants and survive. Of course, the implants she /has/ came at a severe price... that price being her Sanity.
Weapons Angeal carries a pair of special broadswords around with her at all times. And if things get desperate, she has access to a large scythe which folds up in a spot between her wings. If wors comes to worse and she finds herself in a state where she has no acces to her weapons her fngernails retracted in order to exted, rather painfully, a set of nasty talons.
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Post by knightc3 on Apr 27, 2008 23:28:07 GMT -5
Name: Jack Slater (I don't know why that name sounds familiar, anyone?) Age: 24 Gender/Race: Male, failed Valkyrs test subject Alignment: Private Appearance: A tall, atheltic build man with old soldier fatigues and a black bandana to keep his longer than average black hair from impairing his vision. He has black eyes and two scars running under and across his left eye to the top of his ear showing signs of a surgical procedure wound that wasn't taken care of properly. He is clean shaven and has a few battle scars all over his body and a prominent one across the length of his back. He carries a sizeable backpack and a few things on his bulky belt that are not easily noticeble as bomb parts because of their rare use in bombs.
Abilities: Better than average eyesight and exceptional reactions if compared to a normal human soldier, but nothing as good as a Valkyrs. He is fairly accurate with long range guns and deadly fast and accurate with pistols shooting from the hip, used to be and is still referred to as the "Gunslinger" for his style of shooting with pistols. Expert with explosives, usually of his own design which makes it harder for other to detect in an urban landscape and defuse.
Attitude: Potrays himself as a ruthless mercenary mostly so the people he works for won't see his real caring attitude as a sign of weakness. He hates to have to act in that way but knows its necessary to stay alive in the world. He doesn't have any inhibitions about killing but will not harm innocents if he can help it. He envies the normal life of the people around him, having once sought for it before being forcefully taken as a test subject for the Valkyrs project. He still longs for it but has given up hope that it will ever be possible to achieve it.
Background: He was a good soldier by all standards when in service. He had just been looking to complete the madatory service period and go back to a normal life as a working citizen once he was done. As fate had it planned, he performed exceptionally well on one of his last mission that turned into a blood bath after his unit was ambushed. He saved the injured valkyrs leading his team and dragged her to safety, killing a sizeable force along the way. After that, he was under the immpression it would amount to an early retirement from service and had planned on asking for it.
Instead he had been told there was a need for the scientists to perform some tests on him and he had reluctantly agreed. After he was sedated, he was taken to the facility that was at that time performing tests on male subject for induction into Valkyrs project. As it turns out, his body rejected the drugs and enzymes that were introduced into his body to increase his resistance for the upcoming operation to place in the implants. He woke up during the procedure and escaped the facility.
Not much is known what happened afterwards just that he was never found by the soldiers sent after him. He appears now and then on the government's radar, usually held responsible for an explosion or two when they are least expected by team on a mission. He has resulted in many injuries and deaths of the army soldiers but has curiously never harmed a valkyrs either by luck or design, no one is sure.
Weapons: Unusual bomb gear and explosives on his belt and backpack. Two Desert-Eagle pistols holstered on his hips and an M16 rifle with laser sight.
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Post by The Mammoth on Apr 28, 2008 5:22:53 GMT -5
Before anyone freaks, I already ran this by Swytch. Gabriel may end up being the main bad guy... time will tell...
Name: Gabriel Isador Age: Unknown Gender/Race: Male. Devil Alignment: N/A Appearance: Gabriel stands at 9'2'', weighs 900 pounds, and is a horror unlike anything anyone has ever seen. Taking the body of a human-like form, he is massive and muscular, his upper half of his body nearly 3 times the size of his lower half, making him look very disproportional. He has long black hair that is tattered around his head. His face is a contorted mess of insanity. His eyes are large and red, and constantly wide and glaring. They have a look of insanity with a hidden intelligence behind them. He wears a skin tight shirt that is black, and his pants are a massive set of Jeans. He constantly has a sick grin of his pointed teeth. Abilities: Insane strength, Feels no pain, believed to be immortal. Unknown abilities will be revealed as thread goes on Background: Gabriel is the ultimate weapon, unstoppable, unflinching, unparalleled. He was the creation of the Devils in order to counteract the Valkyries and the gods. Born of a devil and a fallen god, Gabriel is a horrifying creature, who cares not for anyone, he just loves to bathe in their blood. Legend has it that whoever he kills, he eats their skulls to steal their soul. Few have ever seen him, and those who have are long dead as he has been in slumber for thousands of years. The last war on the Gods, he was awakened, and the struggle that ensued was one the Gods would like to forget. They believed Gabriel to be slain. Gabriel, in actuality, ran after defeating many of the Gods, too injured to run any further, the Devils encased him in the depths of hell, waiting for him to awaken and lead the attack against the Heavens again. Weapons: His bare hands
Hit me up if you need me to change something, Swytch.
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Post by Da Pwny on May 11, 2008 15:25:43 GMT -5
Name: Knarve Di'Morn Age: Unknown Gender/Race: Female, Devil Alignment: Unknown, assumed to be Demonic
Appearance: 5' 5", 113 lbs., pale skin, dark red slitted eyes, platinum blond hair, short black whip-like tail, and ears that are slightly pointier than an elf's; red demonic runes adorn skin, allowing her to use some battle magic. Pure dark goth-style clothes consist of leather, belts, and the like, along with heavy dark makeup and black streaks running through her rushed-back hair Abilities: Superior speed, strength, ect.; also carries some mastery in the dark arts, but not as much as some. Attitude: Spunky, independent, and often in a bad mood, she is easily irritated, but is obedient of her mother; demands a presence, and guards a secret with her life...
Background: Born to a second-rank seductress demon, Knarve has a rather snotty air about her, even though she has trained herself in the finer fighting arts to become a master swordslady. As the 'princess' of the local sect, she believes that she is to inherit the powers of her great grandmother, the last of the Abysmal Magistrates. However, her mother has other plans for her...
Weapons: A large, single-edged sword named Iztoko, which she wields single-handedly; claws in case she becomes disarmed; also uses some black magic to attack from a distance when necessary
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