Okay then, Niedude's Davis is accepted. Haven't heard anything from Requiem or Billy Mays since they signed up, so I might consider them dropped if I hear nothing and they don't post soon. Too bad.
EDIT: Both of GouldenHouou's characters are accepted.
"You can call yourself whatever you want.
Soldier. Leader. Patriot. Revolutionary. It doesn't matter.
At our core we're all the same thing.
Monsters."
I will be posting a discussion thread as soon as I get a chance. Until then, announcements will be here.
Still waiting on GoldenHouou, BillyM, Requiem, and Sequel to post...which is a lot. You don't really need a long post. Mine was long because it was. I'm not requiring or even asking for really long posts. It's kinda what killed this last time.
"You can call yourself whatever you want.
Soldier. Leader. Patriot. Revolutionary. It doesn't matter.
At our core we're all the same thing.
Monsters."
I don't mean it like that. You said that's why, but I do check in here now since I've had more time than before and wanted to sign up again. I don't mean any offense, honest.
Once I get a discussion thread up, all the basic info will go there. But until then, this is a good model on how the ACs move. Except our ACs are about half that size. Still, it's the same basic principle.
"You can call yourself whatever you want.
Soldier. Leader. Patriot. Revolutionary. It doesn't matter.
At our core we're all the same thing.
Monsters."
I made some changes this time and looked through it thoroughly...you know, if this is still going on...and I am working on a Pilot (should probably stop but is halfway done so yeah ^^; )
Spoiler:- Spoiler:
Name: Darius Shaw
Call-Sign: Croc
Gender: male
Age: 35
Country of Birth: South America (Jamaica)
Country of Residence: North American Alliance
Designation: Operator
Description:
Darius is a very imposing man, but at first look people would mistake him for a member of a drug cartel back from his birth country. He stands at 6 ft. 3 in. with a calm demeanor etching his Rastafarian looks, but his dark brown eyes hold the goofy personality he likes to show to his close friends. He keeps his hair in long dreads that fall a little below his waist, but it is neatly kept in a ponytail when he is working, and he has a well kept beard to complete his look. Even though he is an operator he carries his own batch of scars from his past: A tear-shaped scar under his left eye, several deep gashes on his back, and three bullet scars located in his right shoulder, chest and left lower leg. Along with the scars he has a tattoo of his country flag in his right shoulder, crocodile teeth on his left shoulder and the name Hollie tattooed on his wrist (all the scars and tattoos will be explained in the history).
When he is not working Darius has casual attire, but still keeps it neat and flow. He likes wearing not too baggy shirts and cargo pants that consist of rich earthy colors when he likes to be alone and contemplate on something that’s been on his mind, with brown sandals and his hair let loose under a Rastafarian hat to complete his look. When he hangs out with his friends though he takes a more civil approach, patterned short-sleeved collar shirts with jeans and black shoes with his hair tied in a loose manner. When it comes to social occasions, he tends to dress for best, leaving nothing to disappoint.
When he’s at work he goes for the long-sleeved button-up shirts with his initials in the breast pocket and black slacks with black shoes. Sure he can dress in his normal attire, but he likes to be presentable and thinks that how he dresses affects his work output. The only thing that never changes throughout this is the silver bracelet he wears, with a single angel charm hanging from it.
Personality:
Darius can be described as the passive/comical if he was placed in a group. He is known to be the one to calm a situation which might get out of control between two pissed people, and afterwards brush everything off and try to joke about it at the end. This sometimes gets him in trouble when it doesn’t work, often involving him in the fight at the end as well. It does work though when he flirts with women, who they find intriguing when it comes to someone who looks like they’ve been through the battlefield at least once in their lifetime.
He is very easygoing when it comes to his friends, and unlike the ones who like to keep to themselves, he likes to interact with people and try to get along with others, but will respect their boundaries if they won’t respond back. Sometimes things don’t go right for him and due to a relapse he had Darius has shown signs of being somewhat unstable. His past life was harsh but that doesn’t leave without saying that he was an aggressive and ruthless battler that left nothing standing in his way. This side of Darius has been prone to show itself when he is working and at first it provided problems and he was restrained immediately. After making a deal that satisfied both sides though, he makes sure that he doesn’t screw up in his job, and has a 99% success rate to channel his sudden anger issues.
History:
Darius was born in Downtown: filled with historic monuments but considered the troubled side of Kingston as well. Even though this was a fact, Darius was born in a good middle-class family with a loving mother, hard-working father, and a rowdy little ‘sister’ who he liked to tease and protect. She wasn’t his little sister by blood, and they didn’t even look related, but his mother was sympathetic when she found her in the streets one night and brought her back. They didn’t hit it off right away, the girl being very fidgety and not letting anyone near her, but slowly she opened up when he tried to talk to her, trying some of his new jokes on the girl and sometimes getting a giggle or two when they worked.
He had a good life until he was 15. His father helps in the exporting of AC generators at Rayleonard, and as such is away from his family by living in North America, but communicates with them when he has time. He sends part of his money back to them, and it helps when his mother isn’t able to land an odd job for the week. Darius is not left far behind, helping out around the house as well and also doing odd jobs around their neighborhood, his little sister helping out afterwards with his mom and him landing a solid job as a paper boy at the age of twelve. He was in that job until he was 14, and then worked for one year in a convenience store that paid better and was able to help more with the bills around the house, giving his sister some reprieve from her own work and letting her have a normal life.
The first half of the year was good for Darius and his family. He and his mother worked while his sister stayed home and watched the house, but during this time he was also planning on what he wanted to get for his birthday, parting some of the money from his earnings to have enough at the end. He had his eyes on these pair of sneakers, great for soccer and perfect for when he wanted to practice the hometown sport with his friends. Apart from his love for his family, soccer came second to that (comedy third), his mind drifting sometimes during work and getting reprimanded afterwards for daydreaming. His goal was suddenly reached when in his fifteenth birthday he went and successfully bought the shoes, going back home with a huge grin on his face and his brand new sneakers placed comfortably on his feet, like if they were made just for him, and knowing that back at home his mother and sister were preparing something special for him to eat.
He slowed his steps when he neared his home, and his grin quickly reduced itself to a frown when he heard the gunshots and screaming. He had never seen drug cartels near his home before, but he knew they were around, especially in this part of Kingston. It was still shocking and heart-wrenching when he heard his little sister scream as she was being dragged out of their home, his mother wailing as she made her way outside. He tried to make his way towards them, screaming out their names as he did, but was stopped in his tracks when a bullet caught him in the leg, trying to suppress most of his shouts as he clutched his leg in agonizing pain. He watched as they took his sister, along with several other kids, and killed his mother at point-blank when she tried to snatch her back. He couldn’t handle this pain, both mentally and physically, and he tried to move once more, but his world was soon shut out of his view when they placed a bag over his head and knocked him out cold.
The next year is part of the memory that he still has trouble remembering, and it’s safe to say that it’s a relief he doesn’t. That year was filled with agony and torture, the ones who had captured him trying to break his spirit so that he would be willing to work for them. The reason they had attacked like that was so that they could get new recruits for their cartel, since they were running low because of all the raids they’ve had that were conducted by ACs, and it didn’t matter if they were still little kids, like his sister Nina, or teenagers, like Darius. That year they tried to break him, almost to the point where he wouldn't remember his past life, but he prevailed, because he knew that his dad was alive, and his sister was hopefully alive as well. The torture that was placed on him were harsh and fierce, and they even had a set time on what the would do to him: He was shocked constantly in the morning through the soles of his feet, followed by the placement of a metal bucket over his head and the repetitive banging his torturers would do so that it would leave a stinging sensation in his ears and a profound headache at the end, and finishing the day off with the striking of his already sore soles with a wooden cane that left them bloody afterwards. This only happened for the first two months though, seeing as that it wouldn't help if the boy only viewed the group with hateful eyes.
They started treating him more humane, starting by treating his injuries and moving him from location to a more accommodate room, complete with a bed and bathroom, which he was grateful for. He was still wary about this and didn't let up not even once, wondering if they were just giving him a false sense of security. They fed him properly now, unlike the gruel and water they had him sustained with during the first two months, and was even provided with a new set of clothes. He knew something was up if they were this nice to him, but he didn't say anything and went with it. He was still kept away from the rest of the group, but it changed after the sixth month when Amos decided to introduce him into the cartel. He decided it was time for answers and fed up with it asked Amos why he was treating him this nice. The older man responded with a smile that he had wanted him to work alongside the others in the cartel, and out of the ones he had captured only a few had survived the tortures, including him, knowing that the ones who survived were adequate for this type of work. Darius refused strongly, wanting nothing to do with this way of life and just wanting to get away and go back to his old home where he would wait for his father to come back. That small ray of hope was diminished when Amos, the leader of the drug cartel, showed him pictures of his father arriving at the airport a week after his birthday, probably to surprise him, and later pictures of his father’s carved up body being thrown into the river. At that point he knew all hope was lost and just succumbed to his unfortunate fate, becoming a very helpful minion of Amos, this new mindset actually protecting his old memories and blocking from his emotions ever showing to the rest of the world.
He worked for Amos at least 10 years, every job that was handled by him coming out successful and gaining influence inside the top ring leaders of the Kingston cartel as Amos' right hand man. He followed his leader’s instructions word by word, and showed no mercy to people who would betray them, or to his enemies. During that he also got his fair share of scars, surviving a bullet shot through his chest near his heart when one of the deals almost went sour, and one through his shoulder when one of his partners decided to take the money and the drugs for himself, Darius killing him off with his remaining strength. He had also acquired tattoos for himself, the crocodile teeth for his favorite reptile and his favorite way of torture (death by crocodiles), and the name Hollie for his mother, which was the only thing he remembered from her at that time. Probably one of the best in the field of drug dealing, Darius was not someone who you wanted to get near for the sake of your lives.
Everything was well for him, by other person’s expenses, and didn’t know any other way of living until he was 25, when he had obtained his first failed deal, but a brand new way of life. It took place in New Kingston, Amos actually coming with him with the rest of the members so that nothing can go wrong. It was supposed to be one of their big hits yet, and his leader had gotten the memo a week before to set everything up. What they didn’t know was that they were being lead to a trap, placed by a company that viewed them as a big threat and the only thing that was waiting for them was total obliteration. Ever since his (Darius) success, Amos’ cartel became one of the most powerful and influential ones in Kingston, and if it continued like that it would spread for the worse. The CIA knew that they had to attack from the roots, and they did when Darius with the rest arrived to the scene, only to be greeted by ACs, who showed no mercy as they fired at them, leaving no one alive. Once they were done they did one more sweep around the perimeter to see if anyone was alive, and surprisingly Darius survived the onslaught, hidden beneath a pile of rubble, his back all bloodied and scarred when they uncovered him…
Darius is now 35 and has been working for Collared for almost 7 years. The day they had found him they were going to kill him but Nina, who had miraculously survived her escape from hell, had trained to become a Pilot for the CIA, and pleaded for her companions to not kill him, since it wasn’t his fault for getting turned into this. They were hesitant in leaving him alive, but they complied with Nina's request. She made him go through rehabilitation, which took only one year, and after his rehab he was placed under arrest. He knew that all of his crimes couldn’t go unpunished, and so he accepted whatever the CIA had in store for him. He was surprised to say the least that he was to be kept only two years in CIA headquarters, but everything became clear when his sister explained the situation to him. She told him about her escape, and on how she had obtained her first job as an informant about the drug cartel, eventually moving up to being an agent herself, and lastly an Irregular when they found out she had great AMS compatibility. It was only her status as an Irregular that had smoothen out his sentence, as well as providing deeper information into the drug trade’s workings. During that time he wasn’t allowed to go anywhere, and seeing Nina was scarce, his sister only coming when she brings updates on their progress with bringing down the drug cartels.
When most of the cartel-breaking was done, Nina had arranged for him to be put under her supervision, meaning she would be his probation officer. He was implanted with a sub-dermal (under the skin) GPS locator, as well as wearing a GPS ankle bracelet. He was limited to a three mile radius around his and Nina’s place of residence, or he would have to be with her personally. After much of the cartel operation had subsided, Darius had more time to spend with his sister, and left him talking to her about how he had regretted being in the drug dealing business, but only halfheartedly because he missed the freedom he had and the power he obtained. She didn’t reproach him or get mad when he told her about this, but rather said that he didn’t have a choice, but after this he would. It wasn’t until a year later that the government was forced to disband their Irregulars, leaving Nina without a job. It didn’t last though since she had accepted a job as a Pilot for Collared, and being informed by Darius that he had picked up on a few of the things that her operators were doing for her and the other Irregulars during missions and suggested that he could be her Operator.
She accepted his request and after filling him in on more about what Operators do and doing some drills, he had gotten the hang of it pretty fast. Afterwards his success rate was high as with every mission his sister was on, he was able to help her with so much precision that it was scary. This changed when he had a relapse when his sister suffered major injuries during one of her missions and was left comatose with indefinite time, never knowing when she would wake up again. Due to the sudden relapse he was restrained and locked up once more while it passed. Now Darius is an above average Operator, but not like he was before his relapse, but still better than most of the ones working alongside him, excluding his seniors.
Other:
Darius is proficient in hand-to-hand combat, as well as good with hand guns and shotguns, due to his past life. Even though his past life was suppressed, his skills weren’t and that was something that became a benefit rather than a downside. He also took time in learning how to play the steel drum, and likes to sometimes teach and play soccer to kids in his neighborhood and participate at Comedy Night every Sunday in the small café located in the corner of his street. He tends to have nightmares about his past life and wakes up screaming to some of them, but is able to calm himself long enough to fall asleep again, or if he can't, he goes out and walks his anxiety off.
In addition, he has conflicting feelings for his sister, Nina. On one hand he is frustrated that his freedom was taken away and would love to find a way to deactivate his GPS trackers so that he can do whatever he pleases. This idea would always get thrown back to the deep recesses of his mind, since he wouldn’t stand betraying and being away from Nina, his only living family member and the one who saved him after all this time, only showing compassion when he shouldn’t even get it for what he has done. He envied when he would see her fly around in her AC during missions, but now found it ironic ever since she was confined to a bed in a comatose state, now seeing that it was him that had more freedom than her.
*salutes* ay ay! Got me at a good time as well, don't have class tomorrow after 9:20 so I have time ^^ *has flexible timing* I will try to work more right now since I had to settle in my dorms and started classes already but not that bad alright?
Edit:
Okay, yeah I got sick ._. (roommate's fault)
but I was able to get all of this done (still need some things and fix the history since at the end I was rushing since I wanted to go to sleep)
Spoiler:- :
Name: Fei Min
Call-Sign: Ibis
Gender: female
Age: 25
Country of Birth: Chinese Federation, China
Country of Residence: Chinese Federation but as of now she resides in a house she acquired in North America
Designation: Pilot
Description:
Fei is of small stature, standing at 5’5’’ at the most but even at that stature she holds herself high and proud. She is petite, with a gymnast look to her and slim figure. Her sharp black hair that fell past her waist contrasted with her alabaster skin, slightly high cheekbones set right with piercing dark blue almost black eyes set above them. It was hard to tell when she was showing any emotion other than the usual neutrality and/or anger due to her facial expression.
When in the presence of her family (especially her father) she wears the traditional robes and ornaments of her traditions, clad in red, white and yellow most of the time and their family symbol: the crane.
When attending social gatherings and/or formal settings she dresses in more western style dresses that are mostly white with red or red with white, and of course the symbol in the collar of them.
As authorized she wears the assigned flight suit that all Irregulars wear when piloting their ACs. Hers is all red with her family symbol white on her right arm.
There are times though when she actually wears casual clothing, mostly when not residing in China with her family.
Personality:
Perfection is what you would call Fei in the presence of anyone with importance and her family. Her poise, manners and the way of talk is what sets her out from the rest of the common folk and while doing so brings honor to her family. She would be the ideal "princess" if there was still royalty in China.
Take her outside of her little ideal world though and you have a ruthless destructor. There is nothing that can stand in her way without being analyzed and/or if needed…punished/eliminated. Her sole goal is to please her father and is very honorable in her word as daughter. Fei won’t put anything before her word of honor and duties to her country, but sometimes Collared has a way of going around that and actually making her do things that would be viewed as dishonorable.
She is quite a calm and collected woman when it comes to pleasing the crowd, and will always give you a straight answer with truth behind her words. There is no ill will from her directed towards the ones that don’t deserve her wrath, and even with the cold exterior she has been taught to be pleasant and welcoming towards others. All of this becomes tiring for the young woman and on rare occasions you can catch her actually being a normal citizen.
History:
Fei was born into the corporate life and marked by the time she was already breathing and out into the world. She is the third daughter and fifth born from Lee Min, who is the 3rd son who is a stock holder for the Chinese branch of Global Armaments. The girl was brought up in a strict environment where everything was a task and everyone was a teacher to make her understand the customs and responsibilities of her family and nation. By the time she was four Fei was knowledgeable of the simple political heads from the past years of importance and was showing promise in her fighting skills when attending private defense classes as well as other subjects. This didn’t stop the girl from wanting to learn more.
She was a very curious child and all of this fascinated her. She wanted to learn, to be able to do anything she could to please her father and herself. Mother was never mentioned because she had died when giving birth to her…or so that’s what they told the little girl when she asked. Fei easily coped with that and told herself that her mother would be proud of her wherever she was.
As she grew older the lessons turned harsher and serious. She was punished whenever she got something wrong so error was not an option. The girl was placed with the best tutors her father could find and her combat sessions were taken over by him. He showed her structure and discipline through fighting, and as her skills improved she started to develop a killer’s instinct. It was something that disturbed most of the household but over time was something like second nature to the young Min. Her father wasn’t surprised either, and actually mentioned something about knowing this would happen sooner or later.
Fei was enlisted into the Pilot Academy at the age of 15. Only a select few of her classes she took alone and the others were regular classes with the rest of the trainees. Top scores were earned on every turn and every time she failed on something she would just try harder until she succeeded. It wasn’t even a surprise when she was proved to have a great AMS compatibility and thus marked as an Irregular. This was just another stepping stone into achieving greatness for herself and her family.
The girl was ruthless and ambitious in her goals, and everyone who knew her and saw her would have that idea in their mind about Fei. At age 19 she graduated and was immediately placed by her father’s side as part of his personal escort. She’d still get missions though, mainly the ones dealing with her country and suppressing revolutionaries. No errors were met then until after a certain mission that was given to her after turning 20 and also her last mission with her father before joining Collared.
“Soaring Dragon” was a mission only known between a select few, including Fei and some of her siblings that were of the same profession as her. Unlike the other missions this one required a team since it was to bust and eradicate Soaring Dragon, an organization that had been on the offensive of the underground revolution occurring there and the main branch that provided supplies and assets to the minor branches of the revolutionaries. Fei entered prepared and ready for anything that was thrown at her after finding their main headquarters that same day, but no one prepared her for what was to come next.
While her team went to deal with the attacking ACs after going through with their ambush, Fei took another initiative and went straight on to attack their leader the “Black Dragon.” It was a force to be reckon with, Fei giving her all as she fought with this ruthless killer. At the end the mission was a bust, with most of the ACs being completely useless afterwards (including hers) and having everyone suffering from injuries. Some were severe and others were more lucky, but Fei had changed a bit after that mission and the report she had handed in.
It was shock that ran through her body when she found out her mother was the leader of the Soaring Dragon, and when mentioned to her father he had just nodded and sent someone afterwards to tell her she was being laid off along with the others. He had kept them even after the New Geneva Convention was passed about Irregulars, but now that this had happened he didn’t want anyone knowing more than they should and thus just let Fei return to her escorting duties. It wasn’t the same though, and while still dealing with the fact that her mother was alive it was rather boring when not using her AC.
This would change though later on when she is contacted by Collared to join them. With the given permission of her father she did, and always kept contact with him afterwards when she moved to America and with help was able to transport everything she needed over there. She started immediately after moving in and has yet to disappoint Collared, always analyzing her new surroundings and the people around her while thinking of ways to find out where her mother was hiding this time.
Psychic Power:
Fei's psychic power is more for protection than actual offense. You could say it's a "shield" that envelops her brain to negate any of the other powers Irregulars might have and use against her. It's something she couldn't control when young but was able to after founding out and honing her power up to the point of switching it on and off with ease just by thinking about it. What she is still working on is gaining the ability to not only protect herself with the "shield" but also the people around her while on missions in their ACs. As of yet it's been putting a lot of strain on her mind but is slowly and gradually getting the hang of it. She can only do it when the people are out of their ACs since the shield is like an elastic band, the more she pulls it out the harder the rebound will be for her. Her shield won't work on psychic powers that deal with physical contact and there are certain limits up to which she can use this power, but at night it's always switched on subconsciously. (Yes, I took it from Twilight, sue me >__> I just thought it was a good power to not be wasted on a depressed airhead that likes being in abusive relationships)
Other:
Although her symbol is the crane, she dislikes certain birds in general, mainly due to the fact that they like to do their business everywhere and can get away with it. She has a small.....obsession with cats. Fei actually owns two hybrids, a Savannah Cat by the name of Opi and a Bengal Cat named Nia. Just like how friends talk and socialize Fei is like that with her cats and depending on the situation she'd choose them over anyone else. People who know Fei though will rarely make fun of her about that since they know what would happen if they did.
(For Pilots Only)
Armored Core Name: Red Crowned Crane
Weight Designation: Medium
Leg Type: Bipedal
Combat Specialization: Close-Range Combat, Speed, Agility, Accuracy
Weapon Layout: These can be combined in any way and equipped to the Crane
Arm Weapons: Laser Rifle “KARASAWA-MK2”, Laser Blade “KLB-TLS/SOL”, Machine Gun “WG-MGA1”, Laser Blade “MLB-MOONLIGHT”
Back Weapons: Dual Missiles “RZT-333”, Extra Boosters “B-VR-33”, Laser Cannon “AW-XC5500”
Hangar Weapons: Handgun
Further Description:
The Red Crowned Crane (or RCC) is a machine with a white color scheme with a few black accents on the sides and a red head frame. There is also black that runs down as two lines in the back. The Head is equipped fully with bio-sensors, night vision, noise cancelers and missile sensors along with the bright crimson light that indicates where the visual sensors are located.
Everything that makes up the RCC was picked out by Fei and over viewed by her father to have perfect results during training combat and missions. While it is limited to the ground and can't access the air easily the machine's speed is admirable with or without the use of its extra boosters. When in movement the machine gains a gliding effect due to the broad triangular shape of the feet and can make accurate sharp turns with its angles and sharp edges, neither losing nor gaining stability but always balanced in movement. Nothing was left unsupervised when dealing with the speed of this machine and how to improve it.
Fei, since her father has ties with GA, gets only the best from them and will always improve and upgrade her AC to be in top shape. There is still something that is needed (or well, Fei wants) in her AC and that is the Assault Armor. She doesn't plan on doing any suicide missions anytime soon but this would help her if in a dire situation. Overall her piloting skills are above average, but there are limits as to what her AC can do. Her ammo is somewhat limited and at often times relies greatly on her Laser Blade, but switches in according to timing. Not only was this AC named Red Crowned Crane for its
Last edited by Sophie S.; 13th September 2012 at 4:26 AM.
I'll figure out how to change it later, I'm dealing with real life problems and can't really focus right now. I'll try to change it tomorrow, and I mean what's the problem? They don't have any influence in what happens throughout the government and it's just a title (like the descendants of nobility, I mean I searched this up before writing this -__-. There are still descendants of the old clans from China but they don't really have power :/ like Fei's family but her father has made a name for himself at where he works.)
Either way, I can barely remember what I wrote, I was half-asleep when I wrote this.
There IS no royalty in china anymore. Communism means royalty is a big no-no. Some might still exist today, but only as grand nieces and nephews of the last prince...and the only known one works selling train tickets. Royalty as you described, with any sort of political influence and family symbols, doesn't exist. More importantly, they wouldn't be allowed to exist because their entire existence goes right in the face of communist Chinese ideology.
"You can call yourself whatever you want.
Soldier. Leader. Patriot. Revolutionary. It doesn't matter.
At our core we're all the same thing.
Monsters."
So now I have to redo everything...while I'm not against it, I will do it, it'll take some time to think of something else to fill in the blanks though. I won't take any more than this weekend hopefully, so don't worry *already figured out something with her problem at home* and I won't back down...unless of course this dies :/
Sophie, just saw your update/edit. Wish you would've given me a heads-up so I could've gotten to it earlier. The character section looks fine. So the character is approved.
The AC needs a bit of editing. First, a bit of semantic conundrum: how can a machine be focused on Close-range, speed, and agility, and still be primed with a Sniper Rifle? Also, Hangar Weapons are VERY small. Storable pistols, small-blades. etc. Moonlight and Karasawa are main weapons...unless you're going tank legs (or hover tank legs, in which case you'd need to cut down the weight).
Additionally, as I explained in the beginning "Cannons" are back-mounted. While the weapons can switch between Hands and back-mounts this time around, the primary slot for a cannon is on the back. Also, you'll have to explain what a Reloading Ion Cannon is...and Dual Missiles, for that matter, too.
"You can call yourself whatever you want.
Soldier. Leader. Patriot. Revolutionary. It doesn't matter.
At our core we're all the same thing.
Monsters."
Sorry, been busy with college so I log in here and there just to check updates and such...and yeah, I'll change all of that as well. Honestly I've been going from what I've been researching since I never played the game, but I guess I should've asked for help? Sorry about that x///x
Edit: Yeah, I edited it and hopefully it's right now?
Last edited by Sophie S.; 13th September 2012 at 4:25 AM.
*huffs* you know what? nevermind Kamotz~! I'll probably just save these characters somewhere and make my own fanfiction since I'm no good in this RP ^^ and well good luck with your RP I guess? Eh, I wanted to do this during the summer, but now I have tests and quizzes almost every day *salutes* later.
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