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 Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 12:50 am
REDs:
- None Currently
BLUs:
- Trevor Wilkens [Engineer]
- Sergei Tarasov [Pyro]
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 1:03 am
Name: Trevor Wilkens
Nicknames: Trev, Trevor, Will
Class: Engineer
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Birthdate: July 6th
Nationality: American
Birthplace/Hometown: New York
Description: Stands in a bit of a slouch with a distant look on his face all the time. Nothing really stands out about Trevor;his face is easily forgettable, he speaks in a monotone, and never really talks much. Perhaps the only thing that is really catching is his light blue eyes which are complimented by his dark brown hair. Trevor's apparel mostly consists of a BLU Engineer Uniform when on duty, only bothering to take it off during his off-time.
Bio/Background: Trevor was born into a middle class family, getting the most basic of a High School education before moving on to college to earn a few Science PhDs and graduate just like everyone else. Trevor never really stood out anywhere, and it was only recently in his short life when he decided to get involved in the mercenary business. This was where he was planted into the Builder's League United amongst a group of mercenaries to protect land and "valuable" intel. The job paid well despite the hazards that came with it, including the possibility of injury and even death. His job became much easier when he discovered a few of the older blueprints of the Sentry Guns from the previous Engineer, but they have been greatly modified to be much more efficient. Trevor is even begun work on a few highly experimental projects, but nothing has really come from them yet. His build is very skinny, and is average for a 24 year old.
Likes: Coffee, quiet mornings, philosophy, and the priceless moment when someone turns the corner to see one of his Sentry Guns waiting for them.
Dislikes: Ironically, Trevor hates killing people directly (face-to-face) and much rather prefers the Sentry Gun did all the killing. He often ponders if there really is a difference between the two, but decides to keep it in the back of his mind.
Sexual Preference: Women
Romanceable?: Perhaps
First Day: "You said your name was...Trevor Wilkens?" asked the intimidating women while looking over his resume. The eager looking recruit gave a small nod as he nervously adjusted his tie. He never wore ties, and it was a very uncomfortable experience. The woman, who simply referred to herself as 'The Announcer', handed the paper back to the young adult, "There will be a van waiting for you outside, it'll take you to your assigned post...make sure to grab a gun on your way out," she spun around in her chair and gazed at the hundreds of TV screens on the wall. Each displayed something different, and was almost impossible to follow. Trevor stood up and walked out, keeping a firm grip on the pistol in his pocket as he stepped into the mysterious van.
The drive seemed to go on forever, and it seemed that the desert was endless. Suddenly, a small fort...no, two small forts could be seen down the road. The van pulled up to the small battlefield where bullets and rockets flew every which way and that. Most of the mercenaries seemed much older and more experienced then Trevor was, imitating him a bit. The driver told him to head toward the BLU fort as he stepped out of the vehicle, then the van sped off. Trevor quickly ducked into the BLU fort with his small luggage bag, and wondering what he had got himself into.
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 11:50 pm
Name: Sergei Tarasov
Class: Pyro
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Birthdate: February 23th
Nationality: Russian
Birthplace/Hometown: Chekhov, Russia
Description: Sergei is a tall but slender man who wears a sort of armored, flame-retardant jumpsuit that looks much different then the clothes of the previous Pyro. He wears his own gas mask as well, which instead of the regular one filter on the right side, it instead has two filters on each side. The mask is also different in that it doesn't cover his entire head, just the face, exposing his dark hair and pale skin. Sergei uses the standard flamethrower used by the original Pyro, but it seemed to get an upgrade or two. The heavy oxygen tank was now more compact, and was attached to the side of the Flamethrower. This result was that it made the weapon much heavier, but it allowed for more maneuverability. When Sergei removes the mask and jumpsuit, he reveals eyes so dark brown that they look black, along with a scarred and burnt face. When he speaks, he reveals a very heavy accented and a surprisingly calm and collected voice. Despite his appearance, Sergei is completely welcome to a friendly chat.
Bio/Background: Sergei was born in Russia but moved to the USA at a young age. He was first intrigued by the mercenary business because of his father. He paid their bills by risking his life for other people, but he seemed to enjoy the job a little to much. Eventually, Sergei's father enjoyed killing so much that he went insane, and was soon admitted into an asylum. Without his father, Sergei's family had no money, and he made the decision to become a mercenary at the age of 17. Seven years later, and Sergi's family is well paid for and he decided to keep the job. He mainly focused on expanding his knowledge of fire-based weaponry, and experienced many accidents as a result. His most recent assignment is protecting land and intel for the BLU corporation.
Likes: Fire, interesting conversations, sugar-based treats.
Dislikes: Guidelines, doctors, stupid people
Sexual Preference: Straight
Romanceable?: Unlikely
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Posted: Sat Jun 04, 2011 9:25 pm
Sergei is ready for examination.
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