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 Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 11:11 pm
WELCOME, WELCOME ONE AND ALL TO THE (NOT) GLORY OF THIS LIST OF SCREW-UPS!
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Coming up first are the residents of the White Room!
RED:
Eva "Sandy" Richards - Scout
Alex "Derek" Richards - Pyro
Kearney "Blaine" Daniels - Engineer
BLU:
Ludovique "Gabriel" Pluitôt - Tentaspy
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 11:14 pm
Name: Eva Sandy Richards
Nickname: Ev, Evs, Sandy, Sand, Scoot, Squirt (Called that mainly by her brothers, however), Pee-Wee (By A)
Class: Scout
Gender: Female
Age: 22
Birthdate: August 15th
Birthplace: Boston, MA, United States.
Description: Eva's Picture.
She's roughly around 5'8" and 110 pounds and has a toned runner's build. Like every Scout before her, Eva never lost track of her dogtags. Whether she was out in battle or going through metal detectors at the airport, which caused some issues, Eva never took them off. They belonged to her father so she kept them even though she had never met him.
Just like her dogtags, Eva keeps her hat on at all times, if possible. The family cowlick was passed onto her, which gives her an embarrassing lock of hair that stands straight up into the air like an antenna no matter what she does to it, thus making her keep her hat on whenever she can.
Bio/Background: Born in Boston to her single mother, Eva grew up in a relatively small apartment with her seven older brothers. Her siblings taught her to fight like a cornered beast at all times, and how to run. Running did everything for her. She could run to get to dinner first, since it was the survival of the fittest in their house, as her mother didn't give a rat's a** about them. They were just mistakes to her, and nothing more. She could outrun any rivals, she could steal bases faster than you could blink your eye, and she could get away with nearly anything. Eva and her brothers were forces to be reckoned with, often breaking windows and furniture with their intense baseball playing and frequent roughhousing.
When Eva was fifteen she and her brothers became bored with playing baseball they went out on a limb and turned to a criminal activity, robbing a grocery store.
That was the day that Eva found out that she couldn't outrun a police car.
To avoid going to jail she was offered a position in the RED training base to become a Scout; which she eagerly accepted. Years later she was allowed on the team.
Personality: Eva is extremely cocky and belligerent and curses enough to make even the most toughened sailor blush, though she has a soft spot for classical music and foreign accents. She also has the mind of a horny pubescent teenage boy, so anything said can and most likely will be turned into something dirty. Due to her upbringing and genes she is prone to starting bouts of fisticuffs and getting violent instead of talking things out; verbal things never worked for her. Getting Eva mad is like sticking your hand in a blender, you just don't do it. You'd receive either a metal bat to the head and end up in respawn or a fist to the face and a pretty nasty shiner. She and her brother Alex have a very tight relationship, one very much like the relationship between a Big Daddy and a Little Sister as seen in the game Bioshock. The only difference is Eva can and wants to fend for herself, but if someone was to threaten her Alex would be there in seconds, ever standing behind and protecting his own little sister.
Likes: Running, (duh), classical music, tricking her teammates, such as hiding things and classic pranks, video games, baseball, and roughhousing for fun.
Dislikes: Cold water, her mother, any form of bossy authority, doctors, soup, and candles.
Sexual Preference: Straight, or not. It depends.
Romancable?: If they can put up with her, be my guest.
“Oh yeah? Try me, ********>
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Posted: Tue Jun 28, 2011 11:41 pm
Name: Alex Derek Richards
Nickname: 'Lex, you there, bro, Toast (By A)
Class: Pyro
Age: 27
Birthdate: May 2nd
Birthplace: Boston MA, United States.
Description: Alex's Picture
Exactly 6'2" according to RED Headquarters, Alex is one of those guys who look like they're skinny little wimps but can actually whip your a** down the hall and back in two seconds. He has a few scars here and there from tussles with his siblings, but he has one that curls under his ear and ends at his cheekbone that is rather hard to miss. Alex prefers not to talk about that one, and when asked he will mumble a fake story under his breath rather than actually answer.
Bio/Background: After his mother shoved his beloved sister out the door in attempt to get her to fly the nest early, Alex got in a huge fight with his mom that resulted in him getting kicked out of the house when he was nineteen. He lived at his friend's house after that while he tracked down the company that his sister was sent to, since he didn't have anything else to do; nobody wanted to hire a rebellious nineteen-year-old with a bad rap sheet. Alex was lucky when he finally contacted RED Headquarters and they were looking for people to be what they called "Pyros." He had no idea what they were at the time, but when he was given the dossier he was hooked. The boy was trained to be a proper flame-wielder and was finally passed onto a real team.
Personality: Alex has a habit of being a big brother to everyone- even if they’re older than he is and will often throw himself in danger to save them- and will take it upon himself to make sure they don’t get in trouble. He is generally fun-loving, but like Eva, his rope only goes so far, though he has a longer fuse than she does. In a very heated argument he’s prone to snap and sock whoever he’s arguing with in the face and then pummel the ever-loving crap out of them, but it takes a lot to get him that mad. The only thing that can really push his buttons is if someone or something was to threaten or otherwise harass his sister. The siblings have a very tight relationship, one very much like the relationship between a Big Daddy and a Little Sister as seen in the game Bioshock. Alex knows that Eva can handle herself and she frequently points that out, but if someone was to threaten her Alex would be there in seconds, ever standing behind and protecting his own little sister to the death.
Likes: Close-knit groups, playing a bit of guitar, wrestling, dispensers and fire.
Dislikes: People who mess with any of his relatives/friends, Spies, cold weather, Snipers and exceedingly jerky people.
Sexual Preference: Bisexual.
Romancable?: He flirts all over the damn place, but have at him, ladies and gentlemen.
"I hope ya like hellfire, b*****d."
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Posted: Sun Jul 03, 2011 9:06 pm
Name: Kearney Blaine Daniels
Nicknames: K, Engie
Class: Engineer
Gender: Male (seriously, I swear he’s a guy)
Age: 28
Birthdate: April 16th
Nationality: Scottish
Birthplace/Hometown: Cumbernauld, Scotland
Description: Kearney's Picture
If you were to look at Kearney, you would notice a few certain things immediately. One such thing is his long, blazingly bright orange hair that is usually pulled up in a ponytail, for example. Or maybe that he is covered head-to-toe in freckles, his bright green eyes, his massive height clocking in at 6'5", or maybe the fact that he looks (and sounds) perpetually high. If he were to speak to you, you would hear his strange philosophies coupled with his thick Scottish brogue.
Bio/Background: Kearney was raised in a small apartment in Scotland along with his older sister, older than him by two years, and parents. His parents were typical tree-hugging and easy-going hippies, raising his sister and himself to be the same way as them. Kearney excelled easily in school and then engineering when he went on to college. He continued through college for eight years, always improving his ways with machines as he went on. However, in the last semester of his eighth year, he received a letter from RED offering him a job. While he hates doing anything violent, preferring to let his machines do that for him, he agreed. He justifies the violence committed by him and his machines as ‘balancing the cosmos.’
Personality: While his sister left home at eighteen and left her hippie mannerisms behind, Kearney never let them go and seems to forever act like a child. He is always spinning odd tales and philosophies, calling things miracles and coming up with wild and whimsical reasons behind what others think are simple things; like respawn. He is an extremely hands-on person, even with people, and prefers giving people hugs or an arm over the shoulder instead of a handshake, for example. While some would call him lethargic, Kearney is just incredibly laid-back and can entertain himself with just about anything and everything, often spending hours just staring at blueprints or the insides of a sentry.
Likes: Machines no matter how small or simple, equilibrium, sitting and pondering the meaning of life or space, natural phenomena like sunrises, meditating, going barefoot, sleeping, tea, and almost everything else.
Dislikes: Violence, uptight people, yelling, Soldiers, loud noises, intolerance, people interrupting, shoes, and uncomfortable things.
Sexual Preference: He loves anyone and everyone.
Romanceable?: If you want him, just go ahead and reach.
Additional Notes: No, he does not do drugs. It just seems like it.
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Posted: Thu Jul 14, 2011 6:06 pm
Name: Ludovique Gabriel Pluitôt.
Nickname: He doesn’t stay around people long enough to get a nickname, though he may pick up some.
Class: (Tenta)Spy.
Age: 21
Birthdate: December 4th
Birthplace: Aubonne, Switzerland, Europe.
Description: Ludovique's Picture
Ludovique has wild white hair that is about four inches long and stands a bit off his head but not in an afro, despite it being neatly combed every morning. He is very skinny and lanky, almost gangly at first glance. He stands at about 6’8”, his extremely long limbs giving him a striking likeness to Slenderman, though he is nowhere near as intimidating. Ludovique has a porcelain white complexion, though the smoothness is broken up by many scars across his defined and narrow features from years of abuse. He prefers to not wear a mask, opting to wear a face scarf instead. His octopus-like lower half that begins above his pubic bone is also ivory coloured, though it is tinted purple and his tentacles have dark purple spots and suckers.
Bio/Background: Ludovique came from a very wealthy French family in a very small town in Switzerland, being an only child to his almost-infertile parents. He had everything he desired while growing up, like if he wanted a pony one would be waiting outside in a brand-new paddock no more than fifteen minutes later for example. His parents doted on him hand and foot, nearly bending over backwards to cater to his whims. When he was 18, he was kidnapped from his house one night by a group of renegade mad scientists and taken into a strange laboratory where he was turned into the monster that he is now. They inflicted terrible wounds all over his body, giving him the horrible scars that he must deal with day after day. Years later he escaped through a sewer system when they were changing the water in his tank before the scientists could grab him and found himself at an entirely different country when he resurfaced. Bewildered and petrified with terror, Ludovique floated along in an ocean current before washing up in a BLU base tunnel system, where he made his home.
Personality: Ludovique is a very strange man from the top of his head covered in frizzled white hair to his eight spotted tentacle ‘feet,’ but not only on the outside. He’s timid, squirrely and otherwise very jumpy. Seriously. Besides that, he never allows himself to get close to people for fear of them turning against him and using him for lab tests or the like, his fears only worsening his anthropophobia. Before the ‘incident’ he used to be cocksure and a bit snotty, striding around everywhere with his head held high, issuing commands like a seasoned general. But now, he’s deathly afraid of pretty much everything; the only things he’s not scared shitless by are things that he’s been around for a very long time, like the treasures he snags from time to time- he’s quite the magpie- and things that can’t be intimidating at all, like flowers or teddy bears. Whenever he is in real danger, however, his fragile mental state cracks and his so-called ‘tough’ side comes out; a merciless and bloodthirsty side.
Likes: Stuffed animals, sweet things, clean water, soft textures, and nice people.
Dislikes: Pretty much everything else, but he dislikes other people the most.
Sexual Preference: Bi/Pansexual.
Romancable?: If he can be around someone and not be scared shitless, by all means go at him. He’s incredibly clueless in the love department, though.
“I-I mean, if it’s o-okay wizh you I’ll just… uh… leave. Now.”
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