(Red vs. Blue) The Other Side - Character Sheets/Sign-ups

[The Kaosophile]

Please read the rules before posting an application, to indicate that you have read the rules, please put the fourth boldfaced rule title in the 'Misc/Other' section of your application.


To make your application, please copy and paste the contents of this code box and fill in the appropriate information.

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[center][size=7] |Application|[/size]

Insert picture of character armor here, style can be anything

Insert picture of character appearance here (optional); anime/semi-realistic only

[size=6]|General Information|[/size]

[tabs][tab=Codename]What do we call you? This must be a monster or mythical creature related to your special technology, see example in the opening post if you don't understand.[/tab]
[tab=Gender]Are you a boy (male) or a girl (female)?[/tab]
[tab=Age]The bare minimum is 18. Feel free to add his/her birthday.[/tab]
[tab=Weapon]Picture is optional.
Describe what it is.[/tab]
[tab=Technology]Preferably an acronym relating to your character's codename, if you are stuck, just describe its function and tell me, I can help you[/tab]
[tab=Appearance Notes]Add anything about your character's appearance.
Basics would be height and weight.[/tab][/tabs]

[size=6]|Biography of (insert character's name)|[/size]

[tabs][tab=Personality]Describe what your character acts like.
If you do not know what to add, explain how (s)he would react to different scenarios.
Minimum four paragraphs.[/tab]
[tab=History]Make sure to go into detail.
What was your character's past before coming to Project G.R.I.M.M.?
If you need extra bulk, add in some family history.
Minimum eight paragraphs.[/tab]
[tab=Miscellaneous/Other]Anything else you would like to add?[/tab][/tabs]

|Application|

|General Information|

• Codename
• Gender
• Age
• Weapon
• Technology
• Appearance Notes

• Agent Zombie
• Male
• 32
• Picture is optional.
  
  
  Augmented plasma caestus
• Battlefield Revival And Injury Nullification System (B.R.A.I.N.S.)
  
  
  As many life-support systems as G.R.I.M.M. staff could cram into one suit, including but not limited to: an automatic defibrillator, auto-inject syringes filled with adrenaline, aspirin, novacaine, blood for infusion, Penicillin, Morphine, Muscular Steroids, and Dimercaprol, Anti-Osteo-Fracture bracings, Electromagnetic armor, Kevlar, Lexan, Polyethylene, and CF composite armor layers, a rebreather, anti-flash visor, decibel-regulating equipment in helmet, and several bionic organ replacements.
• 5'11"
  
  
  215 lbs

|Biography of Agent Zombie|

• Personality
• History
• Miscellaneous/Other

• Describe what your character acts like.
  
  
  If you do not know what to add, explain how (s)he would react to different scenarios.
  
  
  Minimum four paragraphs.
• Make sure to go into detail.
  
  
  What was your character's past before coming to Project G.R.I.M.M.?
  
  
  If you need extra bulk, add in some family history.
  
  
  Minimum eight paragraphs.
• Anything else you would like to add?

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[Fluffy-Kat]

(OOH OOH!! Ill make one ) 
(Do i post it on this thread? Just clarifying)

 

[Dak]

|Application|[/left]

|General Information|

• Codename
• Gender
• Age
• Weapon
• Technology
• Appearance Notes

• Agent Minotaur
• Male
• 27
• 
  
  
  
  exactly what the picture is. It is the most bad @ss gun ever made, it is a dual mounted Assalt rifle/ shotgun ever been thought up.
• Agent minotaur made the names after the fact that the tech that the scientist put in his suit was something that the mythic beast would have. Unmatchable strength, the variable of energy. Once he starts he can't stop, He prefers to use his hands if he has the chance.
  
  
  J.E.T
  
  
  Jettison Energy Thrust (Jet pack.)
  
  
  M.A.S.S
  
  
  Multiple Arm Strength System. (for the strength)
  
  
  
• Height:6'4" Weight: 253 Lb's
  
  
  He is top heavy.

|Biography of Michael|

• Personality
• History
• Miscellaneous/Other

• 
  
  
  Michael has a long fuse. He is hard to piss off, but when you finally are able to get him to a point in which he blows his top, stand back. It was ironic that he made the name minotaur. He doesn't know the meaning of the word control when he is angry. He has a dark side, of hatred that once unsealed is next to imposible to stop.
  
  
  He does have a filter, although it is not as big as he hoped. He will speak his mind even if it is to a superior officer. But his strength is his biggest contribution. The ability to think clearly is something that is a bit easy for him. If he sees a route that he knows can lead to a victory, even if it means doing something that could been seen as Monasteries.
  
  
  He has some sense of responsibility, if it comes down to it, he will defend one of the people that fights with him, then rather the people that he fights for. In certain situations if he knows he is wrong it will be hesitant but he will apologize. But all in all He is well rounded, He knows what he knows, and does what he does, and that is kick butt.
  
  
  He has balance, he got that from training on how to use a blade. This taught him, humility, and respect for the craft. He will always have a knife on him. Even thought he has a blade on him, he always gets the satisfaction of using his hands to bloody someone. He, even thought hates it, loves seeing people in pain.
  
  
  
• Michael is sitting at a table, his armor still on. "So you care to listen to this old bulls life story." He sits back in his chair. "Well then prepare yourself for a bit of a tale." He clears his throat. "Mughhum. Your going to hear from some people about their life's, but I can tell you mine will stick out the most. It all started when I was about 5."
  
  
  A flashback begins, you see a boy fitting michael's description. "My mother at the age of five, abandoned me. My father, god rest his soul, work a couple jobs. He would come home tired, I would be snug in my bed, pretending to sleep. He would watch over me." He scratched his beard. "He would watch me for hours. But I wouldn't speak, even thought I knew he was there... At this time he worked as a riot control officer."
  
  
  Michael took a sip of the water that was before him. "If I had the time, and he wasn't doing anything we would go out back, and play some ball. But this was short lived, my father was killed by some speeder who didn't want a traffic ticket. I was then sent from foster home to foster home. Not knowing that I would become that officer that he was."
  
  
  He looked out the window, and looked at the plants."I attended baxter state police academy. I was on my way to being the man that my father was. their was only one small problem, I wasn't my father. They looked at me and said, we'll teach you, but your going into the U.N.S.C. And being the half wit that I was I said "Yeah sure"." He rubbed the bridge of his nose, it hurt a little.
  
  
  "In my time at the U.N.S.C I was put on basic military police. I never learned about what was happening on the war front. I was assigned to the U.N.S Archangel, we were went on long and boring missions, that is where I ment my wife... She was beautiful. Short brown hair, Big brown eyes. She died in combat. Don't ask why she was in combat, cause for the life of me, I would and will never know... When I asked her C.O, they told me that she felt it was her duty. I knew she wasn't on duty. I knew that her C.O made her work so he could watch the super bowl. B@sturd."
  
  
  He played with his helmet which was on the table. "After my wife died, I left the U.N.S.C Looking for something to do with my life. I could join the police force, or I could try and find something todo.... So for a few years, I ran in the private sector. Doing some top secret, stuff." He tugged his beard.
  
  
  "After a few years, I decided that I was ready to join in something new, something I hadn't really thought of. I joined back up with the U.N.S.C It was on my own terms thought. I joined the b@sturds children, one of the hardest Para-military groups to join. I fought with some of the best. They were my new life. We fought for each other." He cleared his throat.
  
  
  "Then after some time, I heard about you guys.. Or did you guys hear about me?" He pondered for a second. "anyways I got the word that you guys wanted me to join in this, and I signed up and now I am here." A light flashed, red. "Well that's my cue." He stood up, and grabbed his helmet, the image of a carved skull impressed into it. "Now that you have heard my story, tell it to someone else, so that my legend will live on." He put on his helmet. " And good luck kid, in this line of work, your going to need it." He walked out the room.
  
  
  
• No, nothing at all. other then No claiming characters.

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[Fluffy-Kat]

|Application|[/left]

(Spartan images from my tumblr)


|General Information|

• Codename
• Gender
• Age
• Weapon
• Technology
• Appearance Notes

• Agent Reaper
• Female
• 23; May 23
• Modified Grenade Laucher (better accuracy, lauches farther) dual pistols for a closer combat
• H.E.A.D.S.
  
  
  Heavy Exo Artillery Defensive Shield. (Basically a bubble shield)
• Height: 5'11"
  
  
  Weight: 230 lbs.

|Biography of Agent Reaper|

• Personality
• History
• Miscellaneous/Other

• Reaper is a complex being. She can be a little hard headed and stubborn but she means well. She once believed in doing whats right but now believes in doing what is needed, even if it comes to putting her own life on the line. She hates seeing her comrades suffer.
  
  
  She is a creature of loyalty. Loyalty means a lot to her, and because of that, she has a tough time trusting others. At times she believes in taking matters into her own hands but she tries to understand the importance of team work. Subordination isnt her problem, its working with others that is.
  
  
  As strict as she may seem on the frontlines, behind the scenes, shes just another person. She has a sense of humor, loves to laugh and just be one of the guys.
  
  
  Although it may seem hard to believe, she does have a heart, she just prefers not to show it and covers it with a snarky attitude and a robotic/ goes-by-the-book kind of thing.
  
  
  Shes been through a lot and when she doesnt speak she thinks. Because of that she likes to give advice to those who come to her looking for help.
  
  
  
• "Reaper" grew up in a military based family. Her brother was an ODST, her father a general for the UNSC, and her mother? Well she was just a mother and a kind harded one at that.
  
  
  Family meant the world to her, and although her and her older brother had a few spats, she still loved each member reguardless. Her father was hardly around but when hes see them he was a good father and she respected him like none other. He taught her the meaning of respect,honor, and loyalty.
  
  
  By the time she was 9 tradgedy struck, her mother fell ill and died with in a few months. The family fell apart. And about a year later, due to war, at the age of 10, her brother was to be reported MIA. And her father? All he cared for then was work, and Reaper felt as if she was left to fend for herself.
  
  
  Out on the street she was a tough kid, through times of war she had to be since the world wasnt so kind to her or any other civilian. But she was caught by someones eye. A doctor whos life ambition was to create the perfect super soldier.
  
  
  With no family, food, or shelter, the young Reaper agreed and was taken to become part of science. For years she trained hard and well. Keeping in mind the things that occured in her life and used them to motivate her.
  
  
  Soon enought it was time for the augmentation, the becoming of a Spartan. Since then she swore to herself about living up to the expectations of being a loyal soldier, excited to recieve the call of duty. And her hardwork payed off.
  
  
  By the age of 18 she was recruited by G.R.I.M.M and jumped at the opportunity. The catch? G.R.I.M.M. Wasnt part of UNSC, which meant she had to slip under the radar, how she did it was unknown but she made it happen, all in the name of G.R.I.M.M. She did not hesitate nor did she think twice about her decision of joining and she remained there for 5 years, which is where she is now....
  
  
  
• No Claiming other Characters n stuffs :3

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[The Kaosophile]

@dakup

Spoiler

A few things, I like the character, but A) no AI's have been implemented yet (I would have mentioned it) and B), even once they are, Omega isn't going to be one of them, and C) please read the rules on the main RP thread, and the opening post in this thread, I'm almost certain you'll have at least one more thing to say and D) did you have any specific words in mind for your technology's acronym?


@HoneyBear-Kat





I like the character, but could you please try adding a little more? just an extra paragraph or two in both history and personality


You guys, I'm a little apprehensive about both your characters not only being UNSC, but ODST as well, the only way this program would be surviving would be if they work in between the lines, and underneath the veil, remember, Project G.R.I.M.M. is not a UNSC project, and would therefore be annihilated at the first hint of discovery, I'm not saying you have to change that, this is more a warning for others who join.

 

[Dak]

I am working on the acronym. Omega is out of the picture, and I am working on the ODST, the AI is out as well. Give me till tomorrow and it will be fixed. 
It is all edited out, everything should be fixed. Go ahead and look. The only thing that I ask is What does the fox say?

 

[Fluffy-Kat]

She WAS part of UNSC as just a regular spartan but joined G.R.I.M.M......guess i should have clarified the whole "going under the radar" thing...maybe a fake death too xD  
N ill try to fix ASAP

 

[Shnarf]

|Application|

|General Information|

• Codename
• Gender
• Age
• Weapon
• Technology
• Appearance Notes

• Agent Orion
• Male
• 25
• Sniper Rifle and dual SMG's
• 
  
  
  H.U.N.T.E.R: High-powered Universal Nano Tracking and Emisions Radar
  
  
  Motion tracker that also gets veheicles
  
  
  
• Height: 6'2" Weight 210 lbs

|Biography of Agent Orion|

• Personality
• History
• Miscellaneous/Other

• Agent Orion is a very introspective person. He prefers the company of books to people. Orion has a shot but violent temper. He does not stand for stupidity or asinine BS. If he gets pissed off things tend to end up broken and or dead.
  
  
  Orion loves the range, he can take out anger by breaking things and not get in trouble over it. He hates most chains of command as they come up with some really stupid crap.
  
  
  Orion has never been a people person, instead he locks himself away in his quarters with his books when he is not busy. Orion is not, and has never been any kind of leader, instead he follows. Orion will, however, object to a stupid idea and go his own way.
• Orion was born in a small town on earth. There he was raised by his mother after his father ran out on them at the age of 5. For years Orion and his mother lived in simplicity, tending the thousand small tasks around the house.
  
  
  Orion went to school, his mother worked, life was normal. Orion was a very happy go lucky kid, a social butterfly. He had a mother who loved him, a father he hated but didn't know, and a place in school, life was good. It wasn't until Orion's 15th birthday that his entire world flipped on its side.
  
  
  At Orion's 15th birthday party, his father came back in a blaze of glory. half way through opening presents the house shook with a violent explosion. Half the house was ripped to shreds, none were injured in the blast, that was the only luck to be had that day.
  
  
  Soldiers wearing an armor that Orion had never seen before stormed into his house and began rounding up everyone. His mother was one of the first grabbed and was tied up like a hog.
  
  
  After everyone was rounded up, aside from Orion, his father walked through the flames in the same armor. "Well my boy, you certainly have had an easy life, friends, a mother, good schooling and the like. Do you know who I am?" Orion's father asked as he looked around the room. "You are a lying cheating stealing piece of shit and I hate you...DAD!!!" Orion cried out through a haze of tears, the man he hated most of his life was standing in front of him, and he couldn't do anything, he was paralyzed by fear.
  
  
  "Well, I suppose that about sums me up doesn't it. HAHAHAHAHAHA" Orion's father laughed as he eased his pistol out of the holster. "Well, son, you are about to find out i'm so much more than you know." Orion's father called out softly as he cocked and aimed the pistol at his mother.
  
  
  "NO NO NO NO, please NO!" Orion cried out as the pistol came level with his mothers head. "Please, not her, not mom, no! I'm begging you ple" Orion was cut off as the shot rang out, the casing flew through the smoke and landed in Orion's hand, he didn't flinch at all. His mothers head jerked back as the round hit home.
  
  
  "NNNNNNNOOOOOOO" Orion bellowed as his mother fell to the floor, dead. "I'm going to kill you, you will die you piece of SHIT, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!!" Orion sobbed. "Get better son, train, fight, kill, then when you are as good as me, come find me, and try your hand." Orion's father said as he walked away. "Finish them all but my kid" came the command. Shots rang out, but Orion was oblivious to all of them.
  
  
  Only instinct kept Orion alive for the next few years as his anger and hatred for his father raged and flared inside of him, fueling him through the day's. Orion signed on with a merc group and was given a sniper and two SMG's. Orion became more of an introvert as time passed in the group.
  
  
  Orion trained diligently with the sniper rifle, he saw it as the best way to kill his father, a bullet for a bullet. Orion left the merc group as soon as he could no longer gain anything from them, a mere 2 years after joining.
  
  
  He was contacted a few days after leaving the merc group to join Project GRIMM due to a reputation he had earned with the merc group as being a god with the sniper rifle, he had been compared to the greek god Orion. He kept the name and had all records changed to match.
• Anything else you would like to add? Not really, thanks though. Oh, should mention that yah kinda can't claim characters and stuff cause that's bad mmmkay

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[The Kaosophile]

Alright, guys, I will get to reviews asap, I think @Akihito expressed slight interest in this, and I feel like there is one more person, but then we can get started!

 

[Dak]

just tag me in it when it is up and running.

 

[Fluffy-Kat]

(Ok and ill be fixing my sheet as soon as i get home ! Cant wait!)

 

[Dak]

why did you put it in parentheses, were not starting up right now.

 

[Fluffy-Kat]

Just habit sorry >////< ;w;

 

[Dak]

I'm not saying its anything bad, this is the character creation, I thought it was weird and said something.

 

[Fluffy-Kat]

Sorry >.< it is pretty weird....then again im pretty weird...sorry >o<

 

[Dak]

hey, it isn't creepy, its just interesting.

 

[Shnarf]

i wants more peoples to join in...AARRGGHH

 

[Dak]

try and advertise it.

 

[The Kaosophile]

@dakup

Spoiler

Accepted


@HoneyBear-Kat





Accepted


@Cheto an




Love the name, could you add a bit more to the personality section?

 

[Fluffy-Kat]

Yayyyy!!!

 

[Red62]

|Application|

Insert picture of character appearance here (optional); anime/semi-realistic only


|General Information|

• Codename
• Gender
• Age
• Weapon
• Technology
• Appearance Notes

• Agent "Seven" Hudson
• Male
• 27.
• Pistols and sniper rifles, but is always stuck with the battle rifle
• Holographic projector. He'll sometimes use it for displaying blueprints or schematics.
• Medium build, 5'10" feet in armour. Prefers his wider field of view with the ODST visor.

|Biography of Keith Hudson|

• Personality
• History
• Miscellaneous/Other

• This is one of those days where you'd wish you'd have someone a little more capable, but no: you're now stuck with this guy who seems to have touch basis on just about everything to the point where he doesn't exactly know what he's doing.
  
  
  Initially a recruit, Keith Hudson accidentally signed up for a position on Project G.R.I.M.M. instead of being on the weapons' testing and development team. Though not a particularly strong soldier, or a good mechanic, or a legitimate medical officer, not even a good lab assistant, he has made his way through life on what most people would presume as pure fluke.
  
  
  He comes from a modest family of the suburbs of Canada (as he often finds himself having to explain what a poutine is). He joined the military in hopes of getting enough money to start his own deli restaurant, and possible tax deductions.
  
  
  Things people will often notice about this man is his often clueless point-of-view on a situation. He's also known for trying to find something to do before "going mentally unstable from boredom." Why his humour often resorts to food-related topics, no one really can figure out why.
• Started his military career at the age of 22. Noted to be one of the most highest morale boosters for his regiment. Drill Sergeants note his high efforts but lower potential. "If he worked any harder, he'd be off on medical leave," reported one Sgt. Peter Stacker, "Still can't hit a soda can if there was money staked on it. With his life on the line, he'll hit it eventually."
  
  
  Promoting to Corporal, Keith was assigned to the mess hall for cleanup duties. Patrons would often note his high amount of energy despite the situation. When asked about his experience as the janitorial duties, "I've been through worse: as to why they had me dressing up as a monkey outside Front Street for six hours a day, at least now I have air conditioning!"
  
  
  When the UNS Humming Falcon was attacked during the later moments of the Human-Covenant war, he was the first to respond to the threat as he managed to knock a grunt's methane tank off with a serving tray where nearby ignition sources engulfed the small raiding party.
  
  
  After his efforts of maintaining the ship, Hudson was promoted to Lance Corporal and was given the Honorable Ribbon award for his efforts in assisting maintenance with rebooting the engines even without any technical knowledge. When asked about what exactly he did, he replied, "Glowing green buttons: I would assume normally that's a good sign, so I took it. How it also said 'Main Start Up' helped too."
  
  
  He applied to transfer over to weapons testing on reports that "the hot chicks would be there" (as all may know, there are very few if not no female engineers). The application was approved by the board and he was granted access to being one of the main weapons testers for the Spartan Laser V3.
  
  
  When there were no more need for actual testing, Keith was advised to sign up for a new program called Project G.R.I.M.M., which he did so in hopes of being more involved.
  
  
  After being approved on the transfer, he is known to miss working with one Sgt. Hertz- the science officer in charge of his section of the weapons testing, and often refers to "what would she say if <such and such> happened?
  
  
  As of this moment, Keith's been on the lookout for anything he could get his hands into, but for somehow his foots gets into it first and mayhem tends to ensue.
  
  
  
• For somehow, people started a rumour about his sexual orientation (which he is straight- he'll often explain why he's against group activities involving other naked men around him).
  
  
  

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[Red62]

when is this rolling?! I think it can run on a few people short

 

[Fluffy-Kat]

Yus yus i agree :3 (maybe im just excited)

 

[The Kaosophile]

Sorry, sorry, I have been running a bit short on time, I will review the last few apps in a bit and get the ball rolling

 

[Fluffy-Kat]

Its okie we understand :3