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[Requiem of Remorse]

Michael Owens

Name: Requiem of Remorse
Name: Owens "Owl" Michael.
Rank: Private
Race: French
RPC's Gender: Male
RPC's Age: Twenty three
RPC's Height: 6' 2"
RPC's Weight: 160 lbs
RPC's Eye Color: Steel gray
RPC's Hair Color: Sandy blond
RPC's Blood Type: O-
Marine Profession: Sniper/Spotter.

RPC's Bio: Both of Michael's parents had long time careers within the military, thus Michael grew up on one of the many military bases left upon Earth. Michael even to this day never truly knew what his parents did for the military, his parents dodging the question each time it was asked. But what little he did know is that they worked long hours every day, only coming home late at night and never spending much time with their child, whom knew his sitter better than his own parents. Thus when both of Michael's parents died while he was only a mere seven years of age, the boy barely felt anything for them. If anything it felt as if Michael just lost an aunt and uncle rather than his own parents. But the one thing he did regret about his death was the orphanage he was forced to spend the rest of his young life at.
The orphanage was only a few miles from the military base that Michael had grown to love, and yet the children there were harsh towards Michael merely because of his background. They teased him, calling him "Solider boy" and excluding him from everyday activities. Because of this, Michael slowly learned to live without human contact. Forcing himself to become nearly nocturnal merely to avoid the teasing remarks of the children. Eventually his love for the night would earn him the nickname "Owl" in his later years, when he would join the UNSC and abandon the orphanage for a life not unlike to his parents own.

Personality: Despite his past, Michael does not mind interacting with those around him. Though he is still a bit quieter than others, often only speaking when the need arises. The first thing many will learn about Michael upon meeting him is is rather open sense of humor, Michael is not above telling a few jokes to lighten the mood after a long day of tiring and often gruesome work. Though some of his topics can strike a bad chord for those around him, often earning him a bad reputation.
His love for the night has still persisted though the years, as he will openly show his love for operating during the dark hours of the day. Even in combat Michael has an almost instinctive urge to place himself in a shadowy or obscured position, a skill that has saved his rear more than once during training situations. Michael also has a rather keen eye, something that has sealed the deal on his nickname of "Owl", as even small details are hard for the man's steely eyes to miss.

Weapons:
- SRS99C-S2 AMB Sniper Rifle
- BR55HB SR Battle Rifle
- Standard Sidearm (M6C)
- Standard Combat Knife

Equipment:
- M52B Body Armor over 'Urban' gray fatigues, VZG7 Armored Boots, CH252 Helmet, Dull gray face mask, Black gloves with the 'trigger' fingers on each hand remaining fingerless.
- 2 MRE's, 4 Power bars.
- 1 Camel pack, 1 Canteen (Canteen stored in backpack).
- Spotter's scope/Range finder (Included case for spotter's scope. Both stored within backpack when not in use.)
- Standard LED flashlight.
- Standard UNSC tactical backpack.
- 1 Red flare, 1 Emergency mirror. (Both stored in backpack.)

Appearance:


With steely gray eyes, and sandy blond hair that is still shaved from boot. Michael isn't all that bad looking, though he usually covers his face in a dull gray cloth mask, hiding away his features from others. He is on the tall side, though Michael is not as muscular as the average marine, barely remaining average in build. But his nearly lean looks shouldn't be taken for granted, as Michael is considered to be one of the faster Marines of his fire team, nearly able to run laps around the slower men. Scar wise, Michael is relatively unmarked. With no visible scars left anywhere upon his body, an unusual trait for a marine. Though he has a rather unusual birthmark, a patch of light colored skin left upon the upper half of his right shoulder.  

[Kurgistar]

Hezekaih Armstrong

Name: Kurgistar
Name:Armstrong, Hezekiah “Hawk”
Rank: Private
Race: A tan American who has proud roots in France, Germany and arabia
RPC's Gender: male
RPC's Age: 19
RPC's Height: 5'5''
RPC's Weight: 140 lbs
RPC's Eye Color: dark brown
RPC's Hair Color: black
RPC's Blood Type: O-
Marine Profession: command

RPC's Bio: … born and raised on earth in a life of ease and calm comfort with a head filled of knightly tales. As he grew up he became a tremendous athlete and good student. He was attending a university for biomechanics degree was going to minor in linguistics before he attending a lecture about the aliens that humanity now faced. He found himself driven to find out more about them. In his research he did he discovered horrors and massacres, which drove him into a fury. Not long after he was enlisted and leaving all he knew behind. While in boot camp his instructors noted several times that he seem to want to lead and had a charisma that brought others to follow. Now that he is out of boot and among the stars he finds that his boyhood curiosity drives him to learn a great deal about all that goes on around him.

Personality: boyish curiosity about most things enables him to learn a lot of things and leaves him with a wide knowledge base. (He is particularly gifted in his studies of xeno-linguistics and anatomy of many species he still) he does not let that curiosity get in the way of duty and he has a strong desire to act. Most of his actions are governed by a code of ideals gathered from many fair tales of gallant warriors leaving him a lot to learn. Tactically he preffers to come in hard and heavy as shock troops and leave the sharp shooting to better marksmen.

Weapons:
-H-165 FOM- Target Locator (only works when artillery is available)
- BR55- Battle Rifle
- M6D Pistol (scoped)
- Standard Combat Knife

Equipment: (Your characters equipment from boots to MRE's)
- CH252 Helmet
- M52B Body Armor – with a midnight black hawk painted on it
- Standard (Olive-drab fatigues)
- VZG7 Armored Boots
- Standard MRE and several (5) Powerbars
- 1 Standard Camel-Pack of Water
- 1 LED Flashlight
- 1 UNSC tactical backpack
- 1 leather bound water proof journal w/ pen
Appearance:

Strong muscle all condensed onto one 5’5’’ frame results in him weighing 140lbs . While not enough to make him look like a body builder it is clear he is an athlete. Short hair and clean-shaven like all fresh recruits and bares two tattoos. A large black sharp pointed cross on his back in between the shoulder blades and a hawk the meat his left shoulder.

Name: kurgistar
Name: Winchester, Nigel “Grim”
Rank: Private
Race: English
RPC's Gender: Male
RPC's Age: 20 years old
RPC's Height: 5'8''
RPC's Weight: 155 lbs
RPC's Eye Color: brown
RPC's Hair Color: brown
RPC's Blood Type: AB-
Marines Profession:

RPC's Bio:Born to mechanic and a nurse in south london he raise on earth in the UK. Before joining the core he had worked with his father fixing up various machinery from cars to factory machines. in his spare time he would take apart and rebuild his family namesakes rifles. Nigel had four older brothers enlist to fight the covenant and each one of them met their end at covenant hands. Now with a rage and hatred toward those “blood alien bastards” he follows in the footsteps of his fallen brothers by joining the marines

Personality: When he joined the core his life held only three rules which governed his personality – Follow orders, protect your friends and kill as many “bloody alien bastards” as possible. While still unsure of how he will handel himself in combat his drill instructor wrote on his report “this boy will be a killer. Put a shotgun in his hands and deal out death like he’s the grim reaper”

Weapons:
- MA5C Assault Rifle
- M7/Caseless Submachine Gun
- Standard Sidearm (M6C)
- Standard Combat Knife

Equipment:
- CH252 Helmet
- M52B Body Armor
- Standard (Olive-drab fatigues)
- VZG7 Armored Boots
- Standard MRE and several Powerbars
- 1 Standard Camel-Pack of Water (1 Unit of H2O)

Appearance: a slightly lanky fellow with a lot of lean muscles and whipcord tendons. If his accent wasn’t enough to give away he was from Brittan he also sports a tattoo of the old British flag on his almost pasty white skin. He is closely shaven and has cropped hair like all standard marines.  

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Antonio Russo

Name: Arashikage2
Name: Russo, Antonio
Rank: Private
Race: Human (Italian)
RPC's Gender: male
RPC's Age: 18
RPC's Height: 5’10”
RPC's Weight: 205lb
RPC's Eye Color: Baby Blue
RPC's Hair Color: Brown(Chestnut)
RPC's Blood Type: AB+
Marine Profession: ACQ

RPC's Bio: Antonio was born in the country of Italy, on Earth. During his early childhood, he went to numerous schools, each of them in a different country. He knows a total of five different languages. They are English, Italian, Spanish, German, and Russian. When he turned twelve, Antonio was sent to a military school in the country of America. He stayed there until he graduated. When he turned eighteen, he went to Boot Camp for the UNSC.

He was sent deployed to the planet three weeks before the story begins into 6th Artillery Brigade, Charlie company, 4th platoon. It was ambushed by Covenant forces and completely wiped out. Antonio was the only survivor. He is now looking for other UNSC personnel.

Personality: Antonio, fall all his faults, is a kind person. He was in a lot of trouble when he was younger, and wants to make up for that. When he was a child, he was very religious. Sometime around his fourteenth birthday, he realized that there was no god. He can be a cruel fighter, when necessary and is very dedicated to the Core. He will do whatever it costs to complete a mission, and to keep his teammates safe.

Weapons:
- MA5C Assault Rifle (32 round magazine, 352 rounds total, 11 magazines)
- BR55 Battle Rifle (36 round magazine, 144 rounds total, 4 magazines)
- M6C Sidearm (12 round magazine, 60 rounds total, 5 magazines)
- Standard Combat Knife

Equipment:
- MA5C Assault Rifle (32 round magazine, 352 rounds total, 11 magazines)
- BR55 Battle Rifle (36 round magazine, 144 rounds total, 4 magazines)
- M6C Sidearm (12 round magazine, 60 rounds total, 5 magazines)
- Standard Combat Knife
- Standard Fatigues
- VZG7 Armored Boots
- M52B Body Armor
- CH252 Helmet
- 5 MREs
- 2 canteens of water (2 liters)
- 1 Standard Flashlight with red lens
- 2 packs of Russian Cigarettes
- 1 Cuban Cigar


Appearance: Antonio is extremely muscular. During his time in Germany and Russia, he was in trouble a lot. He worked out every day, to keep in shape. During his time in America in the military school only helped bulk him up. For being in trouble a lot, he looks relatively good. His face is unscarred and quite handsome. His chestnut hair is kept cut short, and his baby blue eyes makes a lot of women fall in love with him.

 

[Xyza DeSpades]

Daneh Buchanan

Name: Shiroi No Hime
Name: Daneh Buchanan
Rank: Private
Race: Human; Caucasian
RPC's Gender: Female
RPC's Age: 21
RPC's Height: 5 feet 4 inches
RPC's Weight: 130lbs
RPC's Eye Color: Blue
RPC's Hair Color: Red
RPC's Blood Type: AB-
Marine Profession: Medic

RPC's Bio:When I was 3 my father died in an friendly fire incident, he could have been saved if the field medic had gotten to him fast enough. At the time him, my mother, and I lived on Earth. When I was 4 when my mother decided she couldn't handle a child without my fathers military income and gave me up for adoption and I was shipped off to an orphanage on Mars.The orphanage was rough and I was beaten constantly by the staff. When I turned 18 I left the orphanage, and went to college to become a Doctor. 3 years later I ran out of money and had to dropped out of college to enlist in UNSC as a field medic. It isn't my dream job but I can still help, and I guess that's all that really matters.

Personality: Deneh is what could be considered a bleeding heart, she is always willing to go into dangerous environments if it means she might save a life. She has no regard to her own life, taking risks that to others would seem ridiculous. To her it doesn't matter what your rank is, every person is important, no matter how big or how small. She is slow to trust and tends to keep to herself, nervous of what might happen if she gets too close to someone. When you do get to know her you will never find someone sweeter, she is kind and loving and will do anything for friends.

Weapons:
- Standard Sidearm (M6C)

Equipment: (Your characters equipment from boots to MRE's)
- Standard Fatigues
- VZG7 Armored Boots
- M52B Body Armor
- CH252 Helmet
- 1 Standard Camel-Pack of Water (1 Unit of H2O)
- 1 Standard LED Flashlight
- Aid Kit

Appearance:
Daneh is not at all what you would consider tall, and in war situations it actually helps immensely. She has just enough weight on her that gives her a nice figure with an hourglass kind of shape. She is a natural red-head, her father being full Irish and her mother being Scottish, and she keeps it rather long having it go past her tail bone, though when she's working it is always in a very tight bun. Her skin is pale, never really being able to tan, with freckles speckling over her skin. She has a scar traveling from her left eyebrow over he nose and under her right eye from a switch she was beaten with when she was 5. The only other mark on her is her dog tags tattooed into her rib cage, if anything were to happen to her body, that would statistically be one of the few places in tact.