Approved Characters

A list of the approved characters

Name: Issac Thule

Nickname/ Codename: Shrapnel, or Shrap

Sex: Male

Age: 17

Affinity: Resistance fighter

Face claim: Random dude in a camo suit.

Powers/Abilities/Weapons etc:
A modified M107 .50 Caliber Special Application Scoped Rifle SASR.
Desert Eagle pistol.
Various traps and grenades.
Able to change loadout.
He also has a odd ability with a Sniper Rifle, though Shrap sucks completely at close combat. His luck would most likely save him, somehow.

History/Description:
Issac is an orphan who was drafted into the army, before all of this happened. He was trained as a Spec Ops sniper. When he heard of all of this happening, he quit the army and went as a Solo resistance fighter. This did not go as well as he imagined, he was constantly being chased and captured. Though he would constantly escape, he was growing tired of this. He heard of the Resistance and decided to sign up.

Uniform/Appearance:
Dark brown eyes, brown hair, muscular, has many scars, due to being interrogated.
Usually puts on face paint, as a Skull. Could be green, white, depends on the area.
When not in full body armor with a camo suit over it, he normally wears a grey tee shirt, and black sweats.

Personality:
He is a funny guy, sometimes comes up with weird sayings. He jokes way too much, and is a happy guy. He knows some teachings of Buddha and follows them, He does not really believe in god. He brings up morale, even in the most scary of situations. A very good squad leader. He has lost many of his loved ones and does not like to talk about his horrid past. He does not like to think too far into the future either. He often stares out into the land scape, or stares out the window, thinking...
Will I find love, even in this hell hole? Will I...Should I?

Name: Joey Wake

Nickname/ Codename: WaveLength

Sex: Male

Age: 19

Affinity: Resistance fighter

Face claim: Joe Elliott

Powers/Abilities/Weapons etc:

Can hone in on any electrical frequency to echolocate anyone, anywhere using a cell phone, computer, or even something as small as a music player. WaveLength is well trained in hand to hand combat and carries a metallic bo staff at all times. He uses the staff as a tuning fork to manipulate any frequncy into a deadly sound, beam, or even wave. He has a general control over sound and electricity.

History/Description:

WaveLength, or Joey Wake, was a government experiment and was designed for the specific purpose of tracking down the resistance. He could use any communications device against anyone, at any time. After about a month of being talked down to like a peice of trash by the government, Wake left them, and in a big way. He fried all the data that was stored in the wing where he was kept, and destroyed all the tech in the area, from there he ran to join the Resistance Fighters. With the hope, that they would accept him and his gift.

Uniform/Appearance:

Wake wears a very simple attire. A Union Jack sleeveless tee shirt, and tight black leather pants. He keeps a metal studded belt on at all times, ot so much to hold up his pants, but because he is by no means a heavyweight, and if he ever needed an equalizer in a fight, what better than wrapping metal studs around your knuckles?

Personality:

At first glance, he seems to be just some other punk kid, but Wake takes no shame in speaking his mind on something that he believes in. At any other time, he plays a shy routine. Is it simply because he really is shy? Or does he know that girls think its cute? Who knows. But, all in all, he never denies his help to anyone when they need it, and he's convinced that he was given his gift for a better reason than to track down specific people.

Name: Darius Steele

Nickname/ Codename: Radiant (Rad)

Sex: Male

Age: 20

Affinity: Government Agent

Face claim: Leon S. Kennedy (Resident Evil)

Powers/Abilities/Weapons etc:

Has no powers whatsoever. He is however extensively trained in the use of firearms and close combat. He uses a variety of weapons, optics and other equipment listed further down below. This list can change depending on the situation hes facing but will generally be the same. He knows how to hide and stay out of sight, is a great tactician and works great in a team. Prefers long range combat over close, but can defend himself in both situations. His preference also goes out to indoor or urban combat. He specializes in taking out 'supers' for his employees.

Equipment list:

FN Scar-L Assault Rifle, set for middle range (normal barrel) or Close Quarter Combat (short barrel).

• Scope
  
• Laser sight
  
• Silencer
  
• Flashlight
  
• Front Grip
  
• Extended Magazine
  
• Reflex Sight
  
• Grenade Launcher

M9 Beretta sidearm

• Laser sight
  
• Silencer
  
• Flashlight

MD 90 Combat Knife
Throwing Knives
Government Sunglasses with communication/Optics (Normal/Thermal/Night) and a camera feed.
C4 or Semtex explosives

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As a normal human he loses some advantages over his enemies. He knows how to take a hit, but his enemies will at least be as resilient. If an enemy is immune to his weapons in some way he'll lose most of his offensive capabilities if he does not have another counter in his arsenal. Before missions he tunes his gear for the situation ahead, but this can not always be predicted. His vision optics can be deceived, or rendered useless depending on the situation (Think thermal in a room with a very high temperature). Firing while in night vision also impairs the sight, becuase of the flashes coming from the gun. (You can play with this a bit). Any power will help when fighting him, but many make the mistake of underestimating a mere human.

History/Description:

Darius's parents were on high positions in the early government. They assigned their son to Agent duty, and gave him the best training found in the world. His training days where long and harsh and he had to keep his family name in honor, but eventually he could call himself one of the best and graduated with a perfect score. Just before the date of his graduation his parents were killed in action by a resistance attack, so he now holds a personal grudge against them. Ever since the completion of his training, on the age of 16, he has been working solo to undermine the resistance and obey every order the board of advisors give him. His service record is as perfect as it gets, but this can change in the future. He has begun working with a partner more recently, this partner being Katsa.

Uniform/Appearance:

Dark blonde hair falling down on either side of his head/face. Grey/Silver coloured eyes. Narrow face with no facial hair.
Casual Clothing: Suit like casual clothing in dark grey/black colours. With a dark turtleneck sweater underneath. May wears gloves, may not.
Combat suit: Retains the usual clothing he wears, but now wears a protective long leather jacket on top. This gives him some protection against natural hazards and a little against bullet fire. May also wear a bullet-proof vest underneath, depending on the mission.

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Personality:

He does not negotiate with his enemies unless the situation is so bad he is forced too. He despises the resistance in all ways possible and does anything tasked against it. In combat he only speaks when necessary, and prefers to use hand signs when possible. Communications can leak, so its best to keep things personal. To his allies he is a caring man, never leaving anyone behind in any situation. Although on first sight he looks like a cold man, once introduced he'll treat them with care and respect. He cant stand cowardice however, and will handle any men around him showing any with force. Due to his time in training he's not the most socialy developed, but he tries his best. (Military is all he knows)

Name: Katsa

Nickname: Kat

Age: 18

Gender: Female

Allegiance: Government

Personality:
Sarcastic and witty. Strong willed and has a sharp tongue. However she is intelligent and calculating as well. She is straightforward, will say what is on her mind and act accordingly. She is kind and caring to those who are close to her. If you have her respect then she will follow you.

Physical appearance:
Katsa has long, dark brown hair the reaches to her bum that she wears in a long plat. Her skin is a light olive colour. She has one green eye and one blue eye. She is rather good looking with her full, red lips. Katsa is well muscled and fit. She is tall (about 166cm) with a lean, graceful figure.

Preferred clothes:
Usually Katsa will wear black leggings with knee high, black boots. She wears a black leather vest that is lased, tightly up the side. On her hips she wears a two belts that over lap each other. On the thicker of the two hang a single handed long sword and two daggers. On the thinner of the two hang three pouches that contain sleeping powders and poisons. She also owns a long bow and a quiver of 15 arrows but does not tend to wear them unless it is really necessary. Usually she only carries the sword and Daggers and leaves the rest at home.

Abilities/Powers:
Katsa is has an instant and complete knowledge of all forms of armed and unarmed combat with out needing to train. She can use firearms but prefers to use bladed weapons. At first it was thought that her power was to kill but is was soon discovered that her power was survival. She has always been able to kill with out a thought but she had to learn and train to be able to hold it back and simply injure her target. She has tremendous speed. Katsas strength is greater then that of a normal woman’s. Katsa is able to go days without food or water and she can live very happily off very tiny morsels of food. She is able to tell herself when to fall asleep and for exactly how long with out mistake. Katsa is able to light fires in even the wettest of places and she always knows what direction she is facing and what time it is without looking at a clock, compass or the sky. Her eye sight and hearing is five times better then a normal humans. She does not get sick.

Weaknesses:
Katsa is still able to get tired but it takes longer. Despite the greater strength her greatest advantage is her speed. Her strength is only due to the training and therefore less then a man’s. She can still be injured and over come it is just harder to do so. She is not impervious or indestructible. She is still human.

Personal history:
Katsa lost her parents to the resistance at the age of 15. She was taken into the care of the government and given the shot that was said to test for and possible cure cancer. It turned out that it was actually testing for people with the genesis gene and it turned out that Katsa had that gene. She gained a few very interesting abilities. Katsa was sent to a government run orphanage where she stayed for two years until she was 17 years of age. There she trained and studied to become the perfect agent, always thinking if crushing the resistance that killed her parents. At first they tried to brake her, make her obedient, saying that she needed to learn manners and so on but they soon gave up. She started as a solo agent but was recently partnered with another agent named Darius.

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Name: Gregory Karkarov

Nickname/ Codename: Pacifier

Sex: Male

Age: 28

Affinity: Government Super Scientist

Face claim: Gregory House (From the House series)

Powers/Abilities/Weapons etc:

Super-genius level inventor. Gregory can make and create a large variety of almost anything. It's strange that as at times, he creates things without truly understanding how it works, but he knows what it does. He is an unpredictable ace, and carries a grenade launcher around when needed, at times loaded with all kinds of stuff. This unpredictability is his biggest advantage and disadvantage. He can create chemicals or exploding shells, but in ways of efficiency, he can lack any good judgment. The serum amplified his IQ and personality. One thing though, if something goes boom, he's sold.

Some might say that he is not effected by the serum on the intellect department, but the other thing he was given certainly did. Gregory can amplify and nullify powers. He can make someone stronger or weaker, either by touch or by gaze. Both are effective, but the touch is certainly stronger then the gaze, while the gaze simply has a longer reach. He can't make powers go away, but by adapting, he can feel someone's force and curve it, making them stronger or weaker. If he tries really hard, he might even be able to shut down powers for moments, but he never went that far. It also works on normal humans. He uses it on his department members a lot, making them fast thinkers or give them more stamina for example. He can also make enemies weaker. As for example, whenever he sees an individual shooting lightning from his or her fingertips, he can nullify their power and make them shoot small mere sparks instead. They'd have to give a lot of their power to shoot some lightning again. He can't make one completely powerless forever however, and he has to try harder on some personalities or organisms.

History/Description:

Gregory was just a scientist with the Government, a man in a lab coat, doing his regular work. However, he never showed any emotion while working. He never allowed himself to show any. He heard about the Genesis Shot, and took it without a moment of thought. The serum changed him, giving him a special power, and a personality he held inside for so long. A lot of people wonder if he is mentally stable or just downright insane. He's a man from Russian lineage, still carrying a Russian accent, and at times, says or mumbles something ''typically'' Russian. Not a lot is known about him, and even less after he changed dramatically. Currently, he has his own department deep inside the Government Headquarters, specializing in 'problem solving'. The government doesn't like his work ethics but he gets the job done.

Uniform/Appearance:

Wears the lab coat from his own department, at times stuffed with tubes full of chemicals. He seems to smile a lot, has a small beard, ruffled hair, and is quite tall. He rarely takes off his black sunglasses, but he has green eyes that seem to shine all the time. The sunglasses fit in the cave of his eyes perfectly, and don't allow anyone to see his eyes. He has a fedora, but that isn't all he wears. He puts all kinds of things on his head, be it a steel pot or a pillow. He uses his head as place to store things temporarily, when more troubling matters occur or he doesn't want to hold them any longer.

Personality:

As said before, the serum changed Gregory forever, or pulled out what was inside all that time. Gregory is completely unpredictable, but when he's kind of ''normal'' then he is a scientist who works on inventions to solve problems. The problem he solves mostly is the Resistance, but truly, he doesn't care either way. He's on the governments side because they feed him, and he lives in his Department. He's smart, likes to joke around, and seems to be able to understand a lot. He helps people when he thinks he even should, and talks a lot. Gregory is impulsive though, and has been seen having all sorts of items on his head, from his fedora and his sunglasses to steel pots and pillows. People wonder if he pretends to be weird because he can pull it off, or if he's just a complete madman.

Being a true Russian at heart, Gregory is an admirer of Marx and although he easily sees the flaws of Communism, loves the ideals and the goal of it. Speaking of which, Gregory loves the sound of bagpipes, and is a true relentless fanatic about one thing. Explosions. People easily bring their palms to their faces when they see Gregory is a true supergenius, but wastes most of it on creating explosions. The Government however, sees the benefit in this and gave him full creative freedom, be it deeply below the ground's surface. The story goes that when they was a shoot-out going on, and Gregory created a huge explosion with one of his custom made grenade shells. He stood there, shouting and watching his own ''creation'', while even a rookie sniper could have taken his life those moments.

Name: John Stone

Nickname / Codename: Brick

Sex: Male

Age: 19

Affinity: Tends to lean towards the resistance

Powers/Abilities/Weapons etc:
I've been trained in all sort of weapons and combat styles. I prefer to use heavy weaponry like a minigun or bazooka's. When those aren't within my reach I switch to fist fighting getting up close to my enemies.

I have no special powers, although I'm quite strong due to training.

History/Description:
After being bullied in my early years I set out to prove the other kids wrong, training night and day. After a year or 2, no one bullied me anymore fearing a blue eye or a broken bone. Around this time I became a loner, no one dared to come close to me. Since I have no superpowers I am of no interest to the Judah Marshall. Seeing I don't like a single person trying to seize control I tend to lean towards the resistance, and try to help them where I can.

Uniform/Appearance:
I've got a lot of muscle's, but haven't over done it. Usually wear a pair of sunglasses, a tank top and a black army pants. I've got very short brown hair, my face has been roughed up a bit after the many fights. I've got gloves with bolts attached to my knuckles, but don't wear those very often as it tends to scare people away.


Personality:
Quiet. Always in for a fight to test myself. When in a fist fight I tend to lose myself and scream like a madman.

Name: Alyss Ray

Nickname / Codename: Alyss, Al, Aly, Scavenger, Parasite

Sex: Female

Age: 18

Affinity: Government Spy, in the resistance but actually spying for Judah.

Face claim: Hayley Williams

Powers/Abilities/Weapons etc:
Alyss's powers are driven by a force that make her crave and need blood, like a vampire.. She must feed on the blood of humans or animals at least twice a week to keep her powers, if not then they die out and she becomes weak and normal.

Her powers that are given to her are:
-A control over darkness, to manipulate the force of it to attack, blind and defend herself. She can solidify the shadows and have people attacked via those.
-Strength and Speed, she is stronger and faster than usual humans as her body is designed to kill people for her much needed blood. So she can fight well using her fists and feets as well as using guns and kinves. She has never been a sword person though and rarely uses them.

Her powers have flaws, for without her blood she cannot use them, and eventually she will become to weak and lose her enhanced senses too.

History/Description:

Born and raised in Cork, Ireland she migrated to America, with people constantly noticing her different accent. She lived with her parents until 16, when she was given the shot. On learning that she had the Genesis gene she became 'higher' than her parents and decided to go and live in the Genesis compound.

When in school, she was always very clever and passed her exams with flying colours, without much effort. She would always be top of the class and usually very popular amongst her year. She came from a very rich oil-tycoon father so she never went without anything. Still today when she is with Genesis she is set to inherit her families millions.

Now in this day and age she is loyal to Judah, happy for him giving her the powers she always wanted. But having been asked by the leader, she is inside the resistance, fighting with them and against them at the same time. Her inner demon keeps her loyal to him, because he will always supply her with blood.

Her cravings started a few months after the shot, when she killed a man on the street and drank his blood, realizing at last what she finally was. Vampire.

Uniform/Appearance: Alyss is a quite fragile looking girl, but each part of her is toned and defined. Her skin is very pale, with an iridescent shimmer to it, she wears make-up, with brightly coloured eyeshadows and prominent blusher. She is pretty, in an graceful manner. Her hair is the most noticeable feature; though she dyes it frequently. For most of the time it is orange with streaks of white and yellow, making her look electric and fiery. She also experiments with tones of bright red, with a harsher red underneath the fringe and sometimes a deep gingery colour.

Personality: Alyss is quite a happy soul, she is usually bouncy and quirky. But under her exterior she is sneaky and twisted. For someone who drinks the blood of another would never be totally sane. She is cool and clever, knowing that she is the one in the know here. Mostly ruthless and smart, she barely feels emotion, but when she falls in love, she really falls and will do anything for that person.
But in her lust for blood, she needs to not care, so she rarely feels anything for anyone even though on the surface she appears to.

Name: Victor Key

Codename: Ventus

Sex: Male

Age: 16

Affinity: He does not have an affinty but does suport the resictance and ocasionally fights with them.

Face claim: Ikki from Air Gear

Powers/Abilities/Weapons: Ventus has the ability to control air. He can fly on wind currents, create protective aura around him or someone else, use the wind to bring him faraway sounds or create an area of silence. Offensively, he can generate intense winds or focused winds capable of slashing at an opponent. He can also fire compressed air into a target's ear, disrupting their sense of balance. He can create great winds or twisters to move a target. He can also the air from the targeted person making him/her unable to breath. He is also highly trained in hand to hand combet.

Ventus recently discovered the ability to make his body turn into wind. Making him invisible and untouchable. He can only stay in this form for a short period of time (About 1 medium sized post). This ability of his does not work 100% of the time so Ventus doesn’t do this very often but it is usually a last resort.

Has for weapons, He can create weapons out of air and compress them. He usually make swords, war hammers, and chain whips. These weapons are temporary and can not be stolen. They can however be used by another person if Ventus allows it. But just in case his powers stop working he always has a desert eagle attached to his belt.

Weaknesses: Ventus' power takes up a lot of his energy. If he uses them to much or after he turns into wind they shut off for a while before he can recharge (about 4 medium sized post). If he does use his powers a to much and for to long he goes unconscious until his powers recharge (4 medium sized post).

History: Ventus grew up in a good neighborhood and live with his parents and his younger brother happily until he turned 13 and the test were initiated. Him and his brother were tested for the genesis gene. His brother was lucky enough to not have it but Ventus on the other hand did.

He received the shot and was sent off to the training camps assuming he had powers. He was trained with the same obstacles that other supers did. Except he had a little more trouble with them. It was obvious why, The others had powers and he didn't...yet. He continued to train with out his powers for a year until he finally gained control.

A year and a half of training went by and Ventus was kind of getting tiered of this game. He was walking thru one of the halls one day and he heard two of the guards talking about something. He couldn't quite figure out what it was so he used his powers to bring the sound to him. They were talking about a resistance against the camps, the test, the shots, everything. He wanted to escape from all of this.

He spent days wishing to be freed from this place, nothing ever happened. He decided to take matters into his own hands and try to break out. He snuk out of his room at midnight and went thru the halls and over to one of the back doors that he saw. He was using his powers to hear if anyone was coming. The good thing was no one was coming the bad news is some one was already there. A few guards and they were coming back inside from their guard duties.

Ventus quickly pressed up against the wall to make him less notice able. He wished that the guards wouldn't see him. Turns out that wish came true. The guards walked right past him and Ventus ran out the door. He flew over the tall stone gates and wasn't noticed by the guards that were on watch. He started flying to a near by city which was 100,000 miles away.

When he got there he walked into a small cafe and went into the bathroom. He looked in a mirror and couldn't see his reflection. He was gone He looked around to see if any one else saw him and nobody looked. He turned back around to the mirror and there he was. That is when he learned that he could turn invisible. He walked out of the city and to an old warehouse that looked like nobody used it in years. He walked inside and laid down on a bench that was there and fell asleep.

(I would like this warehouse to be my base of operations I will make a thread for it once I am accepted.)


Uniform/Appearance: Ventus has short black hair that stands up by its self. He sky blue eyes that turn gray when he uses his powers. Ventus usually wears a black and white jacket, white shirt and black jeans. (sorry for the short description. )


Personality: Ventus is a cool guy to hang out with and always trying to be funny (even if he isn't). He will do anything if it makes people laugh (usually him) even if it requires hurting him or some one else(again usually him). He is a free spirited kind of person and doesn't care if people like him or not. Because all that matters is what he thinks of himself.

Name: Anna Walker

Nickname/ Codename: Link

Sex: Female

Age: 18

Affinity: Government Agent

Face claim: Kristen Stewart

Powers/Abilities/Weapons etc: Anna doesn't have any physical powers. She has a mind that can learn most kinds of information which resulted in her getting straight A's in school.

She has trained herself to learn martial arts to both protect herself and just for the fun of learning something physical. After she made her desison about what she wanted to do in life, she began training even more in other types of martial arts.

History/Description: Anna for all of her life was an orphan. She never knew her parents and she doesn't even believe they are alive. The orphanage she was in provided her with normal schooling which she flew through. There was just something about her that made her a kind of genuis. As she grew up and passed all her classes with straight A's, she had to decide what she wanted to do in life. Anna decided to become someone in the government. Once she decided what to do, she trained both her mind and body to be in top physical and mental shape. While doing that, she held her classes and a part time job of a under the table pay. Anna has trained herself for the government to become a agent just so that she can feel like she belongs somewhere where she is needed.

Uniform/Appearance: Anna stands at five feet and eight inches tall. She has long-ish brown hair that she always wears down pass her shoulders. She has dark green eyes that sometimes get mistaken for a kind of brown. She has a very slim body and seems delicate. She is usually seen in a light blue color tight shirt and very dark jeans.

Personality: Anna is an outgoing girl who isn’t afraid to speak her mind. She can be shy at times, but not normally; something horrible would have to happen for her to be like that. She cares deeply for her friends and won't let anything happen to them. In general, she is a happy girl who likes some good old fashion attention.

Name: Keaton Matthews

Nickname/ Codename: Omega

Sex: Male

Age: 17

Affinity: Supers For Hire

Face claim: ~Logan Lerman

Powers/Abilities/Weapons etc: Keaton Matthews AKA Omega can generate force fields and large amounts of energy. This energy can be used to enhance different parts of his body as well as be shot like a laser gun. If he makes the energy flow go down to his legs it will make him run faster and kick harder and if he changes the flow to his arms then he can hit harder. He also uses this energy to fly and can uses force fields to life people from the ground and use that as a use of transport.

Keaton Matthews has one extreme main weakness. The Genesis Project created a special serum that completely cuts of Omegas Energy flow. Causing him not to be able to use his powers. This can be extremely dangreous if he gets shot in midair. This serum will work for around 3 hours per shot. If shot multiple times it will just keep adding up.

History/Description: Keaton Matthews was captured three months after this program started. He was kept in a training camp that specially delt with force field wielders. They trained him to have complete control over force fields. They also gave him a shot of a special serum every night to prove that they had control over him. Every other week Keaton and a couple other force fielders would be taken out of camp to another facility to train with them. Keaton got into a fight with a shape shifter the shape shifter cut his right arm and he now has a permement scar. Keaton Matthews did not believe in the Genisis preject but felt there wasn't really any other way. Untill he learned of another power that links to the Force Fields. He learned that he could condense energy in different parts of his body which would cause them to go into overload creating extremely fast legs or extremely strong arms. One night exactly two and a half years after his capture he decided to escape. He stored up as much energy in his arm as possible so when given the dosege he can lesson the effect. It worked instead of shutting his powers off for three hours it only worked for one. He then escaped by running full speed into the wall then condensing his energy to his head. He blasted a hole through the wall and escaped. They did not know of this power and wasn't ready for it. Keaton Matthews has been on the run since.

Uniform/Appearance: Keaton Matthews wears blue jean pants, A short sleeved shirt with a dark blue O in the middle and a pair of blue and white sneakers.

Personality: Keaton Matthews is generally positive. But he can turn deaedly serious if you tick him off. He will do almost anything to save people from the genisis project even if that includes sacrificing himself. He didn't have hope early on but when he discovered his new abilities he decided that there was still hope. And he should never give up on anything.

Name: Matthew Claypoole
Nickname/ Codename: Thunder
Origin of the nickname: No matter how hard the guys tried(For comedy relief purposes), nobody had been able to piss Matthew Claypoole off enough that he would lose his cool. Finally one night back at base a repairman FUBARed his squads "Parent" LAV-25 and rendered it immobile for 24 hours, with a crucial raid requiring it starting up in 48 hours. When Claypoole heard of it he stormed out of the barracks with an out of characterly hateful stomp,, and immediately moved to chew the Mechanic out. A fierce thunderstorm had started to kick up in the area, however, and the two of them stood outside for 45 minutes straight during the thunder storm, on the spot, in the open while other mechanics tried to fix the LAV-25. ince Claypoole had always been a rather laid back, easy going and at times mellow commander beforehand he was deemed “Thunder”. The story had been growing and growing, and was still growing in severity since Claypoole retired, and the current version is the thunderstorm was a flash flood storm, and the mechanic had to go to med bay afterwords not from hypothermia but from post traumatic stress syndrome. Claypoole thinks it serves him right for screwing with it at night and with improper lighting, showing hes able to hold a grudge and be bitter.

Former USMC Rank: Gunnery Sergeant
Former typical call sign: Husky bravo
Current occupation: Free lance mercenary working in the criminal underground
Affinity: Gray area, although primarily working for a specific crime family

Sex: Male

Age: 31



Powers/Abilities/Weapons etc:

Weaknesses: He is no scout sniper. The best he is with small arms is very very very effective out to 300 yards, but he prefers 100 yards, CQB, heavy weapons, demolitions, and all out fully automatic fire. Give him an automatic or burst fire weapon and he can tear people apart--- for single shot, not so much. He's not the smallest and most agile men, unlike his old war buddy Richard Stones, but he's definitely able to brute his way through many things. His main weakness is his family, who he is working to look out for, and pay for. His "powers" are varied, but focused around combat, demolitions/explosives/incendiaries, mechanical engineering, and vehicles. His professional military training sets him above the heard in combat and keeps him alive, in and out of it. Also has been a life long pyro.

Training/experience: Matthew Claypoole spent the next 1- years of his life after graduating basic, till he was 29 years old, in the marine corp. He participated in the intense urban warfare in the marine corp 2nd Light Armored Reconnaissance Battalion in the Al Anbar province of Iraq, drilled excessively in Kuwait in preparation for the expected chemical/biological weapons to be unleashed on coalition forces as they went into Iraq along with drilling for the mobile-fast-paced desert warfare of the middle east, and took part in desert storm helping put a dent in the "Invincible" republican guards. That accounts for 4 years of his career--- the other 4 consisted of peace time training/drilling. Although he was in a motorized unit, as a marine he was a rifleman first, meaning he was trained as a basic infantry rifleman before anything else. This is a sampling of experience and training he has

Wilderness survival training
Amphibious warfare training(Meaningful because of the nature of amphibious warfare, the charging over a wide open beach uphill in the face of enemy fire)
Close quarters combat(CQB) specialization/training, experience(Because of his unit)
Urban warfare
Desert/mobile warfare
Infantry tactics
Motorized infantry tactics
Trained on all weapons except dedicated sniper rifles and loadouts for past 600 yards
Military vehicle mechanics experience
Civilian mechanics and customization experience
Civilian chemistry

MOS: Military occupation specialties.
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The United States Marine Corp extols flexibility, so it is not uncommon for marines to collect MOS’s “like a boy scout would merit badges”. Matthew Claypoole started out with the first MOS every marine gets as per the U.S Marine Corp Traditions, 0311 Rifleman. He applied for and underwent training to receive the AMOS(Additional military occupation specialty) 0352 anti tank missile man. He then qualified for 0351 Infantry Assault man as his primary MOS. Recently after being promoted to Gunnery sergeant, he completed additional training for the MOS 0369 infantry unit leader, but retired soon after-wards.

All out firefight weapon
Weapon name: Kreb Custom SLT, Customized
Acquired: Civilian Market
Caliber: 7.62x39
Ammunition: A variety of handloaded custom rounds mixed with high quality Russian Spetnsaz-spec factory loaded ammunition.
Fire modes: Safe, Single, fully automatic (Modified for full auto)
Weight: 8.75 pounds unloaded
Attachments: sling swivel adapter, QD Tango Down vertical grip, a Surefire Nytrolon flashlight in a Vltor Scout mount, Modified for a Magpul UBR rifle stock. Black market suppressors attained by a contact.
Position on body: carried like a normal rifle

Primary, low intensity Urban area
Weapon name: B&T MP9
Acquired: through a string of sellers, who eventually smuggled it into country
Caliber: 9x19
Fire modes: Safe, single, auto
Weight: 3.086472 pounds unloaded
Attachments: Brass catcher, Optional suppressor, holographic, red dot, or 2x scope
Location on body: hip or other typical CCW area

Secondary /CCW back up pistol
Name: Boberg XR-9
Acquired: Civilian market
Location on body: Ankle

Melee weapon 1:
Names: titanium Extreme duty modular pen by Rick Henderer
Class: PDW Pen

Melee weapon 2:
Name: XM-18 custom knife by rick henderer
Class: Custom folding extreme duty knife

Bosses armory: Airtronic RPG-7's, Remington 870's, Mossberg 500's, 590's, Siaga 12's, AR-15 platforms, Ruger Mini 14s, Hunting rifles


History/Description: As Matthew Claypoole would remark, he never had a "childhood". When he was 9, he was already ignoring books like "Super fudge" and reading history books, how-to-do manuals, weapons encyclopedia books, his father's (A U.S army logistics officer)weapons manuals, and informational guides. Although this made it hard for him to connect with his peers until he was in high school where he finally developed social skills and was able to interact more easily with his classmates, this also set him up for his future, in a way.

At the age of 15 he finally got a part time job at a family owned body shop which needed employees, and when they quizzed him on how a car works and other technical information/mechanical data, he was able to pass it with flying colors due to his years of reading nothing but books of the sort. At the time, his aspirations were to design things and invent machines that would make people’s lives easier. He continued on through high school, never failing a class or dipping below a C, but never getting straight A's or an A plus.

By living in Harlingen Texas, he was very near the marine military academy, a JROTC, which he went to many a summer. Their criteria got him into shape and kept him in it every summer, putting him through a mini Parris Island for a whole month.

His best friend from Middle school, who remained his best friend well past boot camp, was Anthony Rodgers, whom he met towards 5th grade. He had recently moved to Harlingen from Houston because he father had gotten a job there at the airport working for Fedex(The airport there is a major Fedex hub). Rodgers and Claypoole quickly became friends, sharing both the same interest in things but at the same time having arguments--- quite public and fiery arguments. Claypoole would argue Erwin R. Rommel, a WW2 German General, was better then George S. Patton. Rodgers would Argue against it in favor of Patton. Claypoole would argue that the M16/M4A1 AR family is better then the AK family. Rodgers again would argue against it. Claypoole argued that a few good men were more valuable then a lot of bad men--- the quality vs quantity argument. Rodgers, again, disagreed. Despite this, they enjoyed their arguments and debates and learned from them and once they got past their differences--- they always did--- they always got along perfectly. Several times Claypoole, who was much bigger then the scrawny Rodgers, confronted bullies that picked on Rodgers. The two's relationship continued till graduation in high school where it became strained--- Rodgers joined the air force and rarely saw Claypoole after that. Later Claypoole learned Rodgers had been shot down and was M.I.A in Iraq during operation Iraqi freedom.

By the time he graduated high school, he hadn't enough of a grade point average to make him stick out of the crowd. Over the years of being the sun of an Army officer, and interacting and socializing greatly with his father's friends and co-workers thus being thoroughly exposed to the talk of the military, military disciplines, stories of military service, and the positive view of military service, instead of trying "in vain" to get into the college of his choice and become an inventor, he decided to join the Marine Corp and go back to college later working out one of the recruitment deals to get help to pay for and get into colleges.

Even though he thought he was ready for boot camp after all his years of hearing stories about it, spending time in summer time JROTC courses, living under the often military discipline living conditions at home when his father was home, and reading about it, he was still shocked and awed at the actual experience. He had a particular problem with the platoon "Bada**", a recruit who tried to act real gangster and had caused tons of problems with Claypoole’s platoon--- causing them to get hundreds, if not thousands, of push ups over the first few weeks and hour’s worth of intensive physical training(IPT, a disciplinary measure), and ticked off the drill instructors greatly by often seeming to "stand up to them" and often slacking off. Claypoole graduated as a squad leader in his training platoon. The platoon bada** washed out.

During Basic, he missed out on one important event in his family’s history; the birth of his younger sister. He only received letters(Some written merely hours before the next one, they’d been written one after another and mailed all at once). He never really got to spend too much time with her, although during his R&R period between Tours in Iraq and Afghanistan he got to know her relatively well and in a few short weeks forged a strong bond with his sister(As the two of them claim in present time, although nothing but their words and the fact that she’s written letters, sent emails, and care packages to him regularly for the years he’s been away from home). While Claypoole was overseas, his father died an untimely death embarrassingly on a golf course, when his golf buddy accidentally hit him in the head too hard with his golf club.

After graduating from basic, he continued on to take another training course to qualify for his primary MOS to be 0351 infantry assault man, before being deployed to the motorized unit he was to be sent to. He was posted in Delta Company (Outlaw) 2nd Light Armored Reconnaissance Battalion. After three years of peace time fiddling, Claypoole and his unit was shipped off to Kuwait as operation Iraqi freedom was looming on the horizon for the U.S military. He and his unit drilled excessively in Kuwait in preparation for the expected chemical/biological weapons to be unleashed on coalition forces as they went into Iraq along with drilling for the mobile-fast-paced desert warfare anticipated of operating in the Middle East.

After graduating from basic, he continued on to take another training course to qualify for his primary MOS to be 0351 infantry assault man, before being deployed to the motorized unit he was to be sent to. He was posted in Delta Company (Outlaw) 2nd Light Armored Reconnaissance Battalion. After three years of peace time fiddling, Claypoole and his unit was shipped off to Kuwait as operation Iraqi freedom was looming on the horizon for the U.S military. He and his unit drilled excessively in Kuwait in preparation for the expected chemical/biological weapons to be unleashed on coalition forces as they went into Iraq along with drilling for the mobile-fast-paced desert warfare anticipated of operating in the Middle East.

Come about operation Iraqi freedom, he was a PFC with still little more than his record and capabilities in his platoon. He started to make a name for himself, and had already gained the patronage of his fire team leader, who backed him up when their squad leader Sergeant Stones busted the squads balls over something. His unit was highly valued because of the expected nature of the desert storm operation, since historically, desert warfare was over long distances in highly fluid mobile warfare similar to the German Blitzkrieg tactics of WW2. Tanks and armor were key, so the 2nd light armored reconnaissance battalions high mobility, amphibious capability, and armored punch naturally was on the front with the armored push. Claypoole was fully aware of this because of his fascination with the German Panzer units and their commanders, particularly Erwin R. Rommel. His unit was to lead the assault with the U.S.M.C units to kick the door open against the republican guards. He did just that, taking part in the spearhead that was helping put a big big dent in the "Invincible" republican guards defending the region around Baghdad and the city itself. He received his baptism of fire in Iraq and gained his unofficial training (more like, experience) of military vehicle mechanics--- because of a shortage of mechanics in the heavy fighting and the inability to leave the front lines and go to the rear where vehicles could be repaired, Claypoole' mechanical experience prior to military service allowed him to step in and help the L.A.V and Humvee crewmen repair their vehicles. After that, Claypoole did get some official training for minor mechanics and so forth.

After that, Claypoole spent numerous on and off times in Iraq serving tours here and there. Several notable times Claypoole was transferred back to the states where he got some R&R, and took part in M.I.L.E.S O.P.F.O.R war games and exercises, doing numerous peace time training courses and then returning back to Iraq after receiving additional training. In the fighting in Baghdad, Claypoole became a highly experienced, skilled, and eventually after that, trained marine in CQB. By now he’d risen through the ranks enough that his old Sergeant Stones was a staff sergeant now while he took over the squad now as a Sergeant.

Later, his unit was assigned a new commanding officer. His new commanding officer was a gruff, tough, and rough old time marine named Captain Kazakov who had served in Grenada, desert shield, desert storm, and operation Iraq freedom. Captain Kazakov, of Polish Cossack/Russian ancestry whose grandfather refused to Americanize his name, was dedicated fanatically to the Corp and planned to stay in it as long as he could. He was a good man, and he looked out for Claypoole. Claypoole was proud to serve under Kazakov and even more so when they finally got down to the dirty work of post-Operation Freedom Iraq. Matthew Claypoole's plan to "go get some!" over in Iraq began to vanish.

He had been trained to fight wars and to kill his enemies. He'd been trained to get into a combat zone by helicopter insertions, by ground vehicle, by amphibious assault crafts, or just plain old humping it out. What he did instead of this was act as a S.W.A.T force for the Iraqi defense force, cleaning up all their messes and saving their rumps when s*** hit the fan, even just doing manual labor helping civilians save cows that are stuck in a river for example, or following Iraqi policemen around just to watch them use unnecessary brutal force. It was an infuriating and frustrating experience for him. Many Iraqi's that seem to be burned into his memory he deemed trust worthy, just for them to back stab him and his fellow marines or for him to see them eventually among the growing logs of insurgents. He never could tell whether somebody was an insurgent or a civilian. He never could tell whether a bag sitting on the street was an IED or just an empty hand bag.

When Claypoole’s “over-zealous” yet disturbingly efficient application of tactical fire support put at his disposal, and extremely dogged pursuit of retreating Iraqi’s were hit by a politically injected inquiry, the captain stuck his neck out for him, just like he did with Stones, his “other problem child”. When he furiously wanted his squad to abandon their position in a battle formation once because it was blatantly obvious to anyone they weren’t in the fight, the captain backed him up, and allowed his team to reposition so they can back into things. Like to Stones, Kazakov was a father to him, and he often wonders what has happened to the captain since he was transferred away for MOS 0369 Training and now retired.

When Claypoole returned home to the states he went from a hellhole to a nightmare. During the return ceremony his mom was nowhere to be found, leaving him befuddled as he took a cab home instead of getting picked up. When he got to his parents home and found no one around, but signs of a break in, Claypoole picked up a lamp and immediately investigated the house. Although he expected to found an intruder, the only out of place thing he found was a note on the kitchen table. “Your moms in the hospital. ~Beth”. Beth was one of his moms old neighbors. Claypoole’s head was spinning by the time he got to the hospital, and soon he found out she was dying from a major sickness. There was a cure, but it was expensive--- so expensive that having to pay hospital bills meanwhile would mean some major saving up. After a few days of settling in, Claypoole took his 13 year old sister under his wing as a daughter rather than a sibling, and started to work his ass off to get the money to not only keep his mom alive, but cure her. Now he finds himself wondering which hell was worse as he works with people as bad as the Taliban and Al Queda.

Appearance: Claypoole has brownish blonde hair that has grown out from his old militaristic flattop buzzcut, and has now let his hair take a life on its own--- if its not in his eyes, not over his ears like flaps, and it doesn't require "extreme" combing every day, its fine. Let it become what it will become. He has dark green eyes, and often is wearing a goofy grin on his face. He has a farmers tan but is primarily Caucasian white, all the while maintaining the ability to become cherry red at a moments notice. He stands at an imposing 6"2 inches tall, and has a very muscular build he has worked hard to maintain after the USMC, which was built up in response to being slotted as an 0351 Assaultman (Who has to carry heavy gear more often then others). On a normal street-day he wears boot-cut faded carpenter jeans or cargo pants normally, along with either a hoody, or a bomber jacket. He has a variety of T-shirts, gym shirts, field shirts, and dress shirts he may wear, but he has only a couple hats--- a Crye Multi-cam camo hat, a Dallas Cowboy's hat, and a camo cowboy hat.

When he expects things to go wrong and its an all in the open job, he has Rescue Special-Ops Gloves fingerless gloves that mesh with his uniform for the purpose of protecting his hand while retaining a good grip, his fingers exposed. He prefers to have his bare fingers to pull the trigger and risk them getting cold then have full fingered gloves; plus he thinks that they look just plain badass. Kevlar thread, Patch based double layer palm reduces stiffness but maintains protection Ends of the fingers are reinforced, a weak point in gloves with the fingers cut short. He owns a pair of GORE-TEX "special forces Recon boots", sent to him from home. Considered by many to be the classic uniform boot, the Recon delivers above average stability and support. U.S.M.C. approved, All-leather construction. The reviews filed by users from Afghanistan and Iraq were all 4.5 or 5 stars, and Claypoole himself since ordering the products has filed 5 stars for both products on their reviews. He wears Kevlar protective undersleeves, Alta superflex military kneepads and hatch centurion kneepads for joint protection, and a TAC V3 D Assault Vest Detachable from Eagle industries over his Kevlar vest if he expects things to go down. He wears Crye Multi cam BDU's with a matching pattern Bandana covering either his chin and mouth or around his neck, and black CQC sunglasses. He wears a black dew rag with a jolly roger(Skull and crossbones) imprinted on it over his head. Although he may put a helmet over it, it depends on how much space he will have.. He often clenches a toothpick in between his teeth when he has the urge to smoke(Had experimented with smoking and begun to smoke during operation Iraqi Freedom), flicks a zippo lighter as his form of a twitch, or chews gum in the quiets before the storms.

Personality: An industrious young man who is aggressive in combat and loyal to his friends, Matthew Claypoole is clingy, often growing feelings for the people around him rapidly and hating to lose friends, even if he’s just met them. This has helped him in growing relations with his Sister, who has only probably spent a total of a month or so time with him before he came home from "the sandbox", and who shares this characteristic with He is like his old warbuddy Richard Stones at the same time hes markedly different. He thinks logically, thinks quickly, and acts decisively. While he enjoyed his work in the USMC steadfastly, he hated having to kill but a mental callous has grown over time. He often starts to regret killing someone later (Depending on the situation; many men he has killed he doesn't regret one bit), but he is fully prepared to do it as many times as it is required to defend and serve his family, and defend his country. Unfortunately the defending and serving his family being his first priority often puts the want to defend his country at odds, and is what keeps him supporting and working in the criminal underground. He has a taste for Whiskey and Gin, although he remains a professional and marine (Your a marine forever) to the core when it comes to that subject and has been able to moderate this taste so that it hasn’t affected him negatively(except for after shore leave when he would be stuck with numbing hang over’s if he was able to get his hands on some of the stuff).

He is usually laid back and a joker, even if not funny, knowing that while panic can spread like a plague, confidence and dedication can spread through people like a plague as well. He has a cool head, and normally when off-duty is very friendly and sociable commander with his men. Despite this, he constantly worries about what the people around him thinks of him which gnaws away at him in the inside, although he has succeeded for 29 years in shutting this away in his little “box of despair” although it has leaked and caused minor to a few major incidents over these 29 years. Despite being laid back, Claypoole is realistic. He keeps his cool, but he never looks at a glass and says its half full. Nor half empty.

He looks at it and says "Its half a cup of water, gimme a damn refill I’m thirsty". When he looks at a situation, it doesn't matter how laid back or mellow he tries to be. If there’s a problem with it, he either say so to the proper person or he will take the problem in his hands and wrangle with it, beating the problem to a pulp till he’s satisfied it’s been dealt with. He will lean from pessimistic and optimistic on a subject as needed--- in case an optimistic mood is needed, or in case he needs to stress something to his superiors in a pessimistic way he will put a spin on it to serve his “logical views”. His decision making process includes looking specifically at the most pragmatic possibilities (While considering the boldest and safest ones, but they are not welcomed as warm or quickly as logical, pragmatic solutions), while weighing consequences, risks, and the need for a action, and will decide on that--- often while fidgeting with a lighter in his pocket flicking it open and closed.

He has a strong moral founding, built into him by his parents, his summer sessions at the MMA JROTC, and the Marine corp. When he feels like his integrity, honor, and his conscious are infringed upon or contradicted by a set of orders, he makes it perfectly clear of this, and if continued to ask to do so, he will either out rightly refuse until he receives a direct order, or he will follow the orders "to the letter" taking advantage of any loophole or vagueness in the orders possible. However, down in combat, his “integrity, honor, and conscious” were not infringed upon or contradicted by his controversial tactics to take down insurgents, so at times his reaction to tactics/orders/plans can be mildly unpredictable while still mainly predictable to those who know him

His aggressiveness allowed him the motto "Victory to the Bold" to heart. This is a motto that meshed well with Stones He believes that an aggressive all out offensive was less risky then a cautious defense. Instead of a celebrity or idol or sports star for a hero, he idolized Heinz Guderian of the German WW2 Panzer corps. As such, he believes highly that a front line leader is the only good leader, and that a leader must himself lead by example and put his men before himself first and foremost. He is daring, and most likely, will refuse to be put in the rear guard unless he identifies it to himself as the most vulnerable and dangerous position, and the position requiring the best of the best.

Due to having Asperger's syndrome, Claypoole has an odd blend of being hands on and having a photographic memory. He is very skilled at learning from technical manuals, and can consume entire volumes in days and weeks.

Richard "The Rock" Stones sitting down to talk to an Iraqi militia leader prior to the troop surge

Name:Richard Stones
Nickname/ Codename: "The Rock"
Origin: Richard Stones. How do you think it started?

Quote from former CO: "Stones is the man you would call if you need someone to lead an expedition into hell. Claypoole is the man if you need to send someone to hell. "

Sex: Male

Age: 33
Weight: 176
Height: 5"11 and a half
Hair color: Brownish-blond
Eye color: Dark green

Affinity: Government
Occupation: United States Marine Corp, MOS's: 0351, 0317, 0369, 0326
Former Unit: 2nd light armored reconaissance battallion, 2nd Marine division, II Marine expeditionary force
Current unit: United States Marine force recon
Rank: Master Gunnery Sergeant

Notable NPC's in his Unit

• Brigadier General Jake "Huggalump" Johnson
  Captain Lev "Gangsta" Kazakov (Who joined Marine force recon)
  1st Lieutenant Henry "Leslie" Richardson
  Tony "Roach" Romano
  Richard "Jekyll" Guderian
  Eric "Gabriel" Squires

Powers/Abilities/Weapons etc:
Stones was already a damn good shooter by the time he got to Scout-sniper training years ago. He was quick, he was accurate, he was good, and he could use just about anything. Although he failed the Genesis project, his performance made him a candidate to be monitored regarding augmentations. A project looking for a way to augment the people who failed the genesis program had been underway, and had finally come to a prototype stage. Stones was called in, and along with 12 other candidates, he was subjected to the new program. Each augmentation in the prototype phase was costing more then 1-3 companies of M1A2 Abram main battle tanks. However, at the end of the program, only 2 of the 13 successfully received powers from the augmentation. With such a high failure rate, and such high costs, the program met increasing resistance until it has now officially been shut down. Currently no further funding or manpower has been assigned to the program, although the entire process and results are still on file, leaving the door open barely for possibly future privately funded attempts.

Stones was one of the two to successfully receive augmentations from the program. Of the two, his went perfectly. It had the desired effects and minimal side effects. Stones augmentation resulted in his bodies adrenaline mutating into a new, artificial, improved kind, along with a slightly warped brain, better eyes, faster, able to take even more punishment (and he was already famous for that), and stronger. It might not have been a radical improvement, but his speed has allowed him to manipulate even bolt action firearms with amazing speed. The strength has allowed him to carry bigger and bulkier firearms easier (Like the Cheytac intervention), and the toughness has allowed him to tank recoil like no other. More, when he uses the artificial adrenaline, everything seems to slow down for him, and he is minutes ahead in his thinking relative to anyone else. His mental speed grows to the point that he is limited by physical, not mental, limitations, which the slight increased speed can barely even begin to satisfy. With the adrenaline his hand to eye coordination, his thought behind each shot, his thought behind every move, his every word, and his options all increase dramatically. Combined with his former un-augmented ability to fire weapons like Patrick Flanigan can his 12 gauge semi auto shotgun, he can turn a rifle into a machine gun in a heartbeat, and cut down enemies like a scythe. His movements become seamless, along with his aim, shots, and kills. All in all, hes not the toughest, the fastest, the strongest. But he is the best damn shooter you'll ever come across, and the fastest thinker you'll come across if hes using his adrenaline. He is an "uber-shooter".

The problems start with how long and often he can use the artificial adrenaline. He can only use it so much a day, and he can't nearly spend an entire day in the adrenaline state, let alone half of it. He starts to risk many many side effects, mutations, and decay in his body if he uses it beyond the limit--- not only is the artificial adrenaline limited, but its toxic (And the limit is less a limit of how much of it is available, but how long the body can safely be subjected to it), and comes from cannibalization of other body parts. If he tries to use more then he has, hes using up his blood, immunity system, muscles, etc., to fuel it. The damage can be quite permanent or fatal--- it doesn't take much cannibalization of cells from the heart for the adrenaline to kill you. More, it takes concentration to work Stones up into a self-stimulated adrenaline mindset. He can't turn it on and off like a light switch. Other then that it works like regular adrenaline--- external stimuli can cause it to spread involuntarily, in a fight or flight response. If he is ambushed, the opening minute (The most important time in an ambush), he can't count on the adrenaline to save his ass if he didn't expect it. As with adrenaline, the crash is exponentially worse the longer he uses it. Unlike adrenaline, when its running through his veins, his eyes dilate, and his veins become a very visible bold black, bulging against his skin. Augmentation side effects include jumpiness, over anxiety, twitching, eyes darting around, unusual metabolism (Eats a lot but never gets fat, and feels like he needs to eat a lot sometimes at inexplicable moments), fidgety, clings to his guns. Take away his guns and in a fight hes just someone who's a real pain to box with, and isn't recommended to try and take on in CQB.

Usual weapons and sources
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Primary 1: Remington MSR (Father's hunting rifle)

Primary 2 name: M200 Cheytac intervention (Traded old firearms and used his own money to get it from a friend)

Primary 3 name: M39 EMR (Force recon armory)

Secondary name 1: MEU SOC M1911/Kimber M1911 (Force recon armory issued)

Secondary name 2: Short barreled Remington 870 (Force recon armory)

Experience and training
Training/experience: Richard Stones right out of high school enlisted in the Marine corp, and spent even more time then his old Squadmate and warbuddy Matthew Claypoole in the corp. He, with Claypoole, participated in the intense urban warfare in the marine corp 2nd Light Armored Reconnaissance Battalion in the Al Anbar province of Iraq, drilled excessively in Kuwait in preparation for the expected chemical/biological weapons to be unleashed on coalition forces as they went into Iraq along with drilling for the mobile-fast-paced desert warfare of the middle east, and took part in desert storm helping put a dent in the "Invincible" republican guards. That accounts for 4 years of his career--- the other 4 consisted of peace time training/drilling. Although he was in a motorized unit, as a marine he was a rifleman first, meaning he was trained as a basic infantry rifleman before anything else. He is known for his insane ability to "rig" and improvise things, whether it be explosives, armor, or firearms. He is an artist when it comes to guns and explosives, and although while working with Claypoole he has gained some knowledge about vehicles, hes not nearly there. He went and got scout-sniper training, before joining Marine Force recon, where he met again his old unit Commander Kazakov. Born and raised in Pine hollow's, hes a real outdoorsman, born and raised.

Wilderness survival training
Reconnaissance Man, Parachute and Combatant Diver Qualified
Amphibious warfare training(Meaningful because of the nature of amphibious warfare, the charging over a wide open beach uphill in the face of enemy fire)
Immediate action drills
Tactical spec ops, reconnaissance, ambush training/experience
Close quarters combat(CQB) specialization/training experience(Because of his 2nd light armored unit)
Scout-sniper
Urban warfare
Desert/mobile warfare
Infantry tactics
Qualified combat unit leader
Motorized infantry tactics
Weapons specialist/specialization
Qualified as "expert" in marksmanship
Life long hunter, marksman, gun-nut, outdoorsman

MOS: Military occupation specialties.
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The United States Marine Corp extols flexibility, so it is not uncommon for marines to collect MOS’s “like a boy scout would merit badges”. Matthew Claypoole started out with the first MOS every marine gets as per the U.S Marine Corp Traditions, 0311 Rifleman. He applied for and underwent training to receive the AMOS(Additional military occupation specialty) 0352 anti tank missile man following a whim of his squadmate Claypoole. He then qualified for 0351 Infantry Assault man as his primary MOS. Recently after being promoted to Gunnery sergeant, he completed additional training for the MOS 0369 infantry unit leader, before moving on to the rest of his MOS's of USMCFR, and Scout-sniper.

History/Description: Terry is the son of an Oregon park ranger, Andrew Parker, and a local Pine hollow gourmet chef, Kathy Teller. Andrew Parker had met her on numerous occasions at work because she was an emphatic if amateur botanist and an avid bird watcher who would often when she had the time take long hikes out into the neighboring forests and camping zones. Terry's father, Andrew, had often talked with her and they became friends over time. Andrew and Kathy became more then friends eventually, and after a few years, Terry was born as a result. Early on in his life, as a result from his parents shared interests and his Father's job, a short while after he could walk, he was already being taken on camping trips. By the age of 6, Terry was already going on short casual hikes. Throughout his life, he was exposed to the out doors and both his fathers hunting trips and his mothers nature hikes. He has been firing rifles, .22 rifles at first, since the age of 9. Deer hunting is a part of the Parker family tradition, as his father said, starting with their great great great grand father who immigrated to America with nothing but the clothes on their back, malnourished live stock from the long journey across the Atlantic, and farm tools, and an original Jager rifle that had hung on the Parker household mantel every day of Parker's life.

In Elementary school, way before high school, Terry was not always the "Tough guy". He wasn't like he was in present. He was actually rather "Naive" and energetic, an optimistic kid who was the opposite of cynical. He was a B+ average student who always aced his projects and what ever hands on learning they had, but when he had to sit down and read to learn, he barely got by. He does not like to learn from boring manuals (except for firearms related ones), but when he joined the Marine corp, he finally accepted the fact and adapted to it. His best friend who was his best friend up into midway through high school was Timothy Wallace, or Tim. He was an experienced duck hunter, a bit unlike Terry who was a deer hunter, and shared Terry's interest in dirt bikes and monster trucks. Both loved to think up ideas of things they wanted, or things they wanted to modify, or how they would have designed something differently, whether it be guns or cars. While Timothy was learning to customize cars from a local family-owned mechanics shop in middle school while Terry was learning to gunsmith from one of his fathers friends.

By high school, Terry's life started to look up at the same time it looked down. A group of jocks at school did a rare thing in Pine hollow--- they bullied Terry. As Terry went into high school he coped with changes from puberty, some new and questionable friends, and the bullying. Overall, the pressures of the world slowly built him up until a family friend died, and molded him into someone who sought out a tough-man façade, to cover his grief, at the same time he kept a straight, unyielding face to the bullies. At the same time, Mercedes O-Connor, who was in his 2nd and 7th period classes, caught his eyes although he didn't even know if she knew who he was. At first, it was just an "interest", and he spent the next few weeks perplexed by her name and broke his back to find this out--- rather clumsily because of his attempt at being covert. The day in and day out bullying and day in and day out dismal feeling at the thoughts of being unnoticed wore him down, till one day, he exploded and punched one of the jocks in the nose and HARD, breaking his nose. The Jocks left him alone after that, his new "Tough guy" personage finally replacing his former innocent atmosphere from then on into the present. Towards the end of high school, things had began to look up again. He finally courted Mercedes' attention and had been able to get towards graduating with good enough grades to get into a number of colleges of his choosing when he so chose. Not to mention he had finally landed a job to work as a hunting/site seeing guide and had been taking gun Smithing courses after school by the time he graduated. Although Mercedes wanted to go to a University for a Medical Degree, Stones had come to back off of his decision to go to college with her afterwards.
After graduation, Stones disappeared for the better part of a day and a half. He came home, and dropped a bomb on everyone--- he’d enlisted in the corp. Him and Mercedes eventually fell out after that, not pleased with the suddenness, the prospect of a long distance relationship, and the rigors of being a military spouse one day. He passed basic’s final tests with flying colors (49/50 shots with the M16 particularly), graduated as a training platoon squad leader, and moved on to finish his Military occupation specialty

After some hesitation, he continued on to take another training course to qualify for his primary MOS to be 0351 infantry assault man, before being deployed to the motorized unit he was to be sent to. He was posted in Delta Company (Outlaw) 2nd Light Armored Reconnaissance Battalion. After three years of peace time fiddling, Claypoole and his unit was shipped off to Kuwait as operation Iraqi freedom was looming on the horizon for the U.S military. He and his unit drilled excessively in Kuwait in preparation for the expected chemical/biological weapons to be unleashed on coalition forces as they went into Iraq along with drilling for the mobile-fast-paced desert warfare anticipated of operating in the Middle East. In the build up to that operation, that was when Stones first met Matthew Claypoole, the rising young star of their platoon. From there on, the two were in the same unit, the same squad, and their careers were intertwined throughout the Iraq war, even when they moved to different platoons, and then different companies.

Come about operation Iraqi freedom, he was well respected in his unit and had finally gotten to the rank of Sergeant, leading a motorized infantry squad in the 2nd Light Armored Reconnaissance Battalion. His unit was highly valued because of the expected nature of the desert storm operation, since historically, desert warfare was over long distances in highly fluid mobile warfare similar to the German Blitzkrieg tactics of WW2. Tanks and armor were key, so the 2nd light armored reconnaissance battalions high mobility, amphibious capability, and armored punch naturally was on the front with the armored push. His unit had led the assault with the marine corp units to kick the door open against the republican guards. He did just that, taking part in the spearhead that was helping put a big big dent in the "Invincible" republican guards defending the region around Baghdad and the city itself. After that, Stones spent numerous on and off times in Iraq serving tours here and there. Several notable times Stones was transferred back to the states where he got some R&R, and took part in M.I.L.E.S O.P.F.O.R war games and exercises, doing numerous peace time training courses and then returning back to Iraq. In the fighting in Baghdad, Stones became a highly experienced, skilled, and eventually after that, trained marine in CQB.

Later, his unit was assigned a new commanding officer. His new commanding officer was a gruff, tough, and rough old time marine named Captain Kazakov who had served in Grenada, desert shield, desert storm, and operation Iraq freedom. Captain Kazakov, of Polish Cossack/Russian ancestry who's grandfather refused to Americanize his name, was dedicated fanatically to the corp and planned to stay in it as long as he could. He was a good man, and he looked out for Stones. Stones was proud to serve under Kazakov and even more so when they finally got to work in post-Operation Freedom Iraq. Richard Stones's plan to "go get some!" over in Iraq soon vanished.

He had been trained to fight wars and to kill his enemies. He'd been trained to get into a combat zone by either helicopter, by ground vehicle, by amphibious assault crafts, or just plain old humping it out. What he did instead of this was act as a S.W.A.T force for the Iraqi defense force, cleaning up all their messes and saving their rumps when s*** hit the fan, even just doing manual labor helping civilians save cows that are stuck in a river for example. It was an infuriating and frustrating experience for him. Iraqi's he deemed trust worthy seemed to back stab him and his fellow marines every time they turned their back on them. He never could tell whether somebody was an insurgent or a civilian. He never could tell whether a bag sitting on the street was an IED or just an empty hand bag. Several times he had applied unorthodox methods to luring out insurgents. One of them was he set down a full Ak-47 7.62 soviet clip on the ground and then ran to hide in a nearby house. When someone came and picked up the clip, a sniper that he had brought with him eliminated the man.

When what he had done in order to find insurgents and eliminate them was questioned by higher higher, the captain stuck his neck out for him. When he was wounded and the medics recommended he be discharged because he was not healing properly,the captain looked out for him and got him the time he needed to heal from his wounds. The captain was like a 2nd father to him, and he and Claypoole often wonderwhat has happened to the Captain since he was transferred to Captain Fleischer's unit.

During his service, between the past and the present, he met his wife. He met his wife Jessika in Germany during R&R away from Iraq after operation Iraqi Freedom after one of his still present scars was inflicted upon him by an RPG fragment(which had required major surgery but did not restrict him for future service afterwards). He met her by chance when she had to pick up her brother at a bar that Stones was at(after treatment and a week before being redeployed), and by chance he had been drinking with her brother but was luckily not drunken at the moment. He helped her get him into her car, exchanging pleasantries with her along the way, and then returned to his drinking. The next day, the same thing happened, although him and her brother were able to convince her to stay a little while. By the time Stones was deployed back to Iraq, the two had exchanged phone numbers and were writing/phoning each other for the next several months before Stones was able to get some leave to visit her again. As Stones military service grinded onward after operation Iraqi Freedom, Stones and Jessika grew closer and had started to date(Although, a majority of the time a long-distance relationship). He later met Jessika's parents, Erwin Goldschmidt and Sophia Goldschmidt, who both initially hated his guts--- Sophia was a leftist and hated the war in Iraq. Erwin just had reservations as to the American marine, as he had gained over the years a biased view upon the common American G.I. Upon meeting them though, he was able to swoon the parents by both his intense respect for "German steel" and knowledge of Germany's military history, and his technical knowledg and experience. That was able to convince them and then some that even if they believed the average American G.I was like Hollywood made it seem, he was by no means the average American G.I. A year more of the Stones' and the Goldschmidts getting to know each other, out o fno where, Stones and Jessika were engaged before even the Stones seniors and Goldschmidts senior fully approved of the others. The surprise engagement forced them on each other and by current day, had grown cohesive. Stones' parents moved to Germany, relatively intact after the outbreak, and lived with Jessika's family(Who's father was a high-placed C.E.O at H&K and was able to get Stones unofficial connections with the producers of the "German steel" he was so fond of).

Towards the present, near the end of his 2nd tour in Iraq, Claypoole retired, while Stones went on to join the USMC Force recon. He had finished scout sniper training, and joined Force recon when the Genesis project came about. Stones by now was a Mastery Gunnery Sergeant, and was now a highly placed combat leader. Him and other NCO’s were called into a briefing one day, and were briefed upon the situation back home in the States. The team has since then transferred out of Iraq, and back to the States, and is now standing by for orders.

Uniform/Appearance: Stones has a standard marine corp buzz cut(although by now having grown out a bit, and getting to be a little greasy)Brownish-blond that he wears underneath his LWH helmet, a Black dew rag on underneath his helmet over top of his hair featuring a skull and cross bones being worn as well. His face is clean shaved constantly, and his face is void of any acne or warts. His skin is plainly Caucasian, a farmer's tan but at the same time a fair complexion. He stands at an average height of 5"11 and a half feet tall, and he stresses that "half". He is of a combination of a muscular build, of flexibility, agility, and just plain speed. He has the strength he needs to do his job and carry his equipment, but the biggest thing he capitalizes on his is reflexes, flexibility, and speed, plus endurance. Strength wise, he doesn't end a fight with a single punch, but a flurry of punches and knee/elbow strikes getting you to your knees and then beating you to the ground rapidly, swiftly, repeatedly. This said, he is very slim in comparison to others. His main feature is just plain toughness, reflexes, and nerve.

When off-duty he wears a black T-shirt with the maroon blood red bold words “Mess with the best die like the rest” on it, wild west Oregon base ball cap, and for pants he wears long black and gray camouflage cargo pants, and Pagora Mid Omni-Tech out doors shoes made by Columbia.

TATTOOS: On his right shoulder upper right arm he wears a wolf tattoo(http://cscottdraw.googlepages.com/JoshWolfDreamTattoo.jpg/JoshWolfDreamTattoo-full;effect:autolevels,43;effect:sh arpen,55.jpg), and on his left shoulder upper left arm he wears a fox tattoo, because of the symbolism behind them

SCARS:Stones has various scars as the result of wounds sustained in fights. Across his back, a long grazing wound left its mark in the Iraq war by Iraqi gunmen who got a lucky spray and pray shot off. Shrapnel from a rocket propelled grenade had hit him in the left leg, thigh, arms, and shoulders, but were all surgically removed by skilled "Devil Doc" medical corp men. A fragment is still embedded in his left femur, though, unable to be taken out without sustaining additional damage. He jokes openly about it saying he just loves the look on the corporate and political busy body's faces behind him when they get held up as he goes through the metal detector, holding up the whole line with his metal shrapnel wound. He sports a gold tooth beside his top right canine tooth as the result of a bar brawl on shore leave in a rough bar in Honolulu. He brags that Chuck Norris "Ain't got nothin on this, theres no pretty boy full smiles in the real world of fighters". He kept select battle scars, inwardly believing that if he erased all scars with the "Wonder of Modern medicine", it would be like him attempting to wipe away the past and part with his past comrades and forget it all. Out of grudging respect of his past opponents who were either skilled or lucky enough to place these scars upon him, and out of respect for his comrades who died from wounds while he survived and thanks that he had not followed their fate, he does away with scars as little as he can and projects a strong, prideful atmosphere about them.

Personality: Stones is a mixture of personalities. The majority of times, he has a constant scolding scowl/frown worn on his face repeatedly. He puts up a very tough atmosphere, which compensates for his inner fears, insecurities, and doubts. Typically, he is a scolding over critical harsh N.C.O type who is as professional as it gets, and can be a bit tad on the ruthless side for accomplishing mission objectives. On the outside, he is ready to toss away chips and pawns and to expend the resources and manpower as needed to accomplish his objectives without remorse. At the same time he’s harsh and scowling, he’s surprisingly willing to joke, although not as much as Claypoole is.

On the inside, he is something else almost completely. Those that are close friends and he highly trusts, those that he holds affection for, can get a faint awkward smile out of him and get him to speak in a low, quiet, reserved tone rather then his normal harsh gruff, barking, bellowing, or snarling command voice. Those that know him well know that inside, he is a very shy person, and is nervous, always feeling underneath a microscope by the world around him. He can be quite pessimistic as much about himself as much as he is analytical of other things around him. With the proper goading or stimulus, many of the people around him who know what they're doing can "get him to melt", forcing the outer tough shell of Stones to bubble away. He his controversial when it comes to his view on the preservation of life. He himself in the inside would rather not kill anyone (Like any good soldier should feel), but he tells himself repeatedly "Hey, hes got a gun, I've got a gun. Hes a threat, and I'm bound and determined he won't be a threat for long. It’s me going home or him. I choose me." At the same time, with his tough shell, he would make it seem like killing someone doesn't even make him bat an eye lash, which is hypocritical because he would rather fight to the death and save as many lives as possible in his death then live running cowardly, or running away leaving others to their deaths. Inside, he is very clingy and it takes little time, short periods of time for him to grant friendship status with those around him and begin to form a friendship of sorts, even if it’s one sided, where he feels they are a friend but they would say "I hardly know him!". Even though he can force himself to expend individuals for the common good of the team and the accomplishment of the objective, on the inside, he is very torn up at times when he has to do so. For him, on the inside, he considers himself to have a good balance that soldiers and commanders strive to achieve.

Inside or out, Stones is very direct in his approaches and will confront people if he has a problem with them or thinks they have a problem with him. To him bluntness is honesty and honesty is a virtue.

Another source of mental instability is his work as a sniper. As an (Ex-MOS), his engagements had been highly impersonal, often at 100 meters where he could not see the mans eyes, tell his skin color, see whether his lips where chaffed or not, or if he had dimples, or a widows peak, or if he had elephant ears. As a sniper, and he has lost count of his kills as a sniper, he looks through the scope before every kill and sees everything about this person. He sees their face, he can pick out the specifics on his uniform, he can see bags under the mans eyes if he’s exhausted, he can see the mans emotions whether fear, anger, or nothing at all on his face. Sometimes he thinks he can smell them as well. When he feels himself pull back on the trigger, there’s a split second where everything just seems to pause, and the bang of the rifle sounds like the whirr of one of those olds camera's that made noise everytime you took a picture. The mans appearance burns into his sub-conscious memory as if it just took a photograph, and haunts him by keeping him up at night sometimes,, seeming to want to fight until the two reunite in hell him. He can see as if with a front row seat and a high definition camera as the man falls down and blood splurts from the wound, or his head fly off. The senior psychologist on the USS Nixon had him prescribed to take anti-depressants but most often he doesn't. An anti-depressants to him is calling his wife, downing a bottle of whiskey, good looking women, and getting back to work. . He never counts the score in terms of how many enemy killed, he always counts the score in how many lives he saved by doing it or how many times he’s done his job and protected America. If anyone asks his kill count, he replies with strong hostility "Would you keep track of something like that you sick prick?"

Name:Dean Mathews

Nickname/ Codename:Mustang

Sex:Male

Age:19

Affinity: Resistance fighter

Face claim:

Powers/Abilities/Weapons etc:Dean contains the ability to manipulate the pressure around him and his surroundings.He has yet to learn to control his powers yet so occasionally he may lose control of it. He usually tends to carry around his father's old hand gun, but would rarely use it unless there was nothing else.At most he carries around a knife with his name carved onto the handle, and a silenced pistol.

History/Description: Dean grew up as an orphan and as far as he can remember he had no family.To him he'd been forgotten by the world an everyone else within in it until he was found on the street by a wandering civilian who was on her way home from work.She wasn't really much to look at in his eyes, but she was the only one who gave him a home.Once she took him in Dean was considered a part of her family, along with her two other sons.Her sons were equally accepted, helping out Dean when ever he was having trouble.

Soon after Dean adjusted to this life with his new family it came to an end.While at school one day Dean was taken away with several other at his school including his step brothers to a lab where they were to be tested for something.While being tested he was forbidden to speak or communicate with any of the others, and that fered him for the consequences were not mention to him of what would happen if he did speak.It wasn't long after the testing that Dean was placed inside a room with many others where they were forced to listen to a speech by the dictator, Judah Marshal.It wasn't much time after the speech that he began to understand what he was actually talking about.He'd felt that a great sense of strangth had somehow released it's from his body, and was making it's presence known among the others around him.

He watched slightly horrified as they fell to the ground screaming for mercy that he didn't know how to give.It was long before the terrible scene stopped, which was from an underlining voice in his head which seemed to call back the overwhelming power into his body.Days later Dean was ordered to report a restricted military base for only those of his kind.Where he was forced to do mindless things at the dictator's will.He examined day by day the way the guards pushed the limits of each individual just for fun, and finally he wanted to put an end to it.Weeks before he'd heard of twelve people revolting against Judah, and breaking free to freedom.So he organized his own revolt against Judah, causing a massive riot within the camp.During the 15 minutes of the riot he and 6 other people had managed to escape before the guns were pulled out.Now living on his own Dean works to eliminate the dictator and bring peace.


Uniform/Appearance: Dean wears basic camoe jeans with two gun holsters around his waist to hold his two handgun.On his sheen is another holster to hold his knife.He wears regular black combat boots.On his torso he wears nothing but a tank top to show the tattoo on his arms that resembles a graveyard.On his hands are black gloves, with the word "freedom" written in red ink on each.And finally he has on a pair of black shades to cover his eyes.

Personality: Dean is a pretty serious type of guy who rarely wants to laugh.While fighting he tends to enjoy himself a little more, but that all ends once the fight is over.When around women he flirts most of the time, but will rarely show much interest in them.

Trevor Grayson

Appearence:
Wear white a white robe and a sash that changes color based upon his mood. Has green eyes and white hair. Likes to disuise himself by regrowing his skin and hair in different ways making him a esponage specialist. Has a muscular build but it is not very noticible because of his lanky figure.

Powers/Abilities/Weapons: Can move and manulapte organs and tissues. Can use bones to an almost ulimited extent. Can mess with his own and others nervous system to increase or eliminate pain and cause halucantions. Is also know to kill people and repair their bodies to use as cadaver puppets that do his bidding. This techique is hard on him and is useful only in reconnesance and high risk combat situations. Also uses body acids to dissolve most material. Can work with the organs and tissues of others from a distance. Heals quickly but is killed instantly if hit in a kill certain spot such as the heart or head. Also cannot recover fast enough to be immune to fire or other nature related attacks(drowning, electrical shock,etc). Is known to make virues and weapons of a medical nature such as nanotech and new strains of viruses. Carries a pistol and a small knife for dealing with low threat enimies so not to blow his cover and attract attention on covert missions.

He lacks the firepower and technique to combat multiple enimies at distances. He instead prefers to attck at close ranges. Prolonged battles and huge feats of his powers tend to weaken him, especially those that enhance speed and muscle capabilities. He feels a massive whiplash effect once he uses these techniques. He tends to play with his foe more than what is nessary if they have powers that amuse him. This leads to a dangerous overconfidece and he often lets his guard down in these situations.

Sex: Male

Affiliation: Resistance Human

Personality: Fun and caring,he looks out for his friends and cares about them deeply, even if he doesn't show it. Has trouble showing his feelings. He feels that leting anyone get close to him will make it that more difficult when he outlives them. Has a brutal side when dealing with enimies and is known to get violent when they don't cooperate. Is also a bit of a clean freak because of his training as a doctor.

History:

Trevor comes from a poor family. He was unusually bright and got scholorship money to get to medical school. He quickly shone and memorized the many practices of medicine and made some new ones of his own. Midway thorugh his fifth year the money ran out. Faced with this crisis, he was talked to with a recuiter that would be preforming an experiment and would pay hansomely for him to monitor the subjects. Upon arrival at the testing center he was forced to recieve some routine shots. A few weeks later symptoms manifasted and he fled for his life. The shot had greatly increased his medical abilities and gave him the potential to be both a healer and a warrior. Gained his nickname after healing a wounded soldier. the soldier noticed his white clothes and dubbed him 'the White Medic.' He looks to get back at those who tormented him and will stop at nothing to repay those who ruined the lives of many.

Face claim: Jax

Codenames: Known to allies as the 'White Medic'. The dictatorship refers to him as the 'Black Doctor' for the ruthless way he deals with their soldiers.