HexyFlexyMonGon
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Steam Name/Steam ID: Really Not Space Hexy ◨_◧, STEAM_0:1:70044789
How long have you played on the server?: A Good bit of time, month or two, perhaps.
Characters name/nicknames: Thomas Whitney. His offical ranking the System’s alliance is Operations Chief.
Characters Race((Be aware Quarian, and Turian are application only, and must have a detailed backstory in order for the character to be accepted.)): Human.
Requested position aboard the ship((http://revivalservers.com/index.php?threads/available-positions-aboard-the-ship.2905/)) : Likely a Generic Infantry bro, perhaps another Division at one point or another. Big-Gun-User-Guy.
Specific Gear, and/or abilities((Biotic abilities, Implants, and biotic abilities are application ONLY)) :
Physical: Thomas is a pretty big guy, he’s about 6’4 due to the fact he grew up on Mars, and the change of gravity. Of course, he’s adapted to normal gravites. For his stature, he’s a fairly built guy.
T-5 V Battlesuit: A Big ol’ suit worn by this big N7 man. Eezo-Stuff aside, this man’s big self. This armor is big, rather thick and has great shields. He can also initiate his Devastator mode, which allows him to have more magazine capacity, faster shield regen (Will work as just, uh, free instant armor when I WANT) and stuff. He’s a bit slow in it. (In game stats I would like to have will be like - 120 Armor). It’s got neat other features, such as a Multi-Grenade launcher, and a Shoulder-Rocket launcher.
Thomas on the right, clad in his T-5 V. Cerca Septemer 2186.
M-76 Revenant: 80 Rounds, 700 RPM, Big, Big gun. Not an issue for Thomas - Weight is no longer a factor when you’re this awesome. It’s a tad inaccurate, but it makes up for this with a hailstorm of bullets.
M-6 Carnifex: Heavy handgun. Big and chunky, 6 Rounds, pretty solid rate of fire when matched up with stopping power.
Omni-Tool: The Anything and Everything, Flashlight, Radio, Cell Phone, Diamond-Hard Super Hot Flash-Constructed blade, it’s all there when you need it. MilSpec.
IFAK: Infantry first Aid kid. Includes some handy stuff.
Characters alignment, IE Paragon, Renegade, Neutral: Chaotic Good.
Characters Backstory((The longer, and more detailed the backstory, the most likely you will be accepted.)):
Whoa, I’m not from Earth:
Thomas was born on the nice, comfortable backwater in Space Called Mars. He was born to a Black mother and a White Father, making him not only an adorable baby, but Half-Black.
He lead a Comfortable life on Mars, the small population was far from dense where he lived, causing him to rarely interact beyond a set 20-30 People.
Throughout School Thomas exceeding mainly in Physical Education and Social Studies, Math and most other subjects being about average - What you’d expect. Nothing special, nothing drab.
He wanted College, so of course once he finished High School with average grades, he enlisted in the Alliance Marines.
Tet-Hut!
Thomas Enlisted into the Alliance Marine Corp and endured training, being assigned to the 2nd Frontier Division in the Marines, and stationed on Eden Prime as part of the local Garrison.
During the attack conducted by Saren and the Geth, Thomas scored a couple above the average skill with his good ol’ Rifle, being part of a squad that was put more on the offense throughout. Throughout this, Thomas’ already present paranoia of most A.I and V.I Grew, mainly due to the fact he saw loads of his once-friends getting torn to pieces by them.
Due to his actions on the field, he was promoted to Service Chief.
“They’re taking me to Brazil, what are they going to do, put me outside?”
Thomas was selected to be trained in the Interplanetary Combatives Training, selected by the Alliance for such. The man endured the tests he was faced with, 20 Hours days of training, Hostile Terrain with little sleep or food, it was great, it was his life. During this time he got himself acquainted with various other potential N7s, and straightened himself up rather nicely into what could be considered a pretty top-tier professional.
After passing the tests and becoming an N1, Thomas Was lifted off planet and kept up his training for a good amount of time.
“Earth’s gone, oh boy.”
Thomas served for a good amount of time, however banged into a hitch upon reaching the rank of N6. He served for a solid amount of time beforehand, but once Earth was attacked? He with many others were called to arms.
Pulled from his previous placement and onto the Warzone of Earth, Thomas fought in the foriegn environment, the smoking grass and buildings different from the Red Sands and Gravity of his home, although he had far grown used to it.
He fought hard on Earth, although at the end of the day, the planet which held no real value to him was lost. He evacuated with many others, fleeing from humanity’s jewel into the void of space.
N7.
Due to his combative display on Earth - As well as surviving the mess - Thomas was alas lifted up to the rank of N7, slightly behind the rest of his once colleges of The Villa.
Once lifted to the rank of designation of N7, he was selected to become a Destroyer - Although his personal desire was to be a Paladin, he seemed allured by the fact he got big guns and lots of things to explode - The now Operations Chief began his campaign as an N7 Operative.
“New Eden? Why are they assigning me to a bunch of paycheck warriors?”
Thomas’ squad fought long and hard through many battles, although two of his four squadmates died, leaving him and another the only survivors. It was dissolved, and Thomas was more-or-less faced with some odd choices.
New Eden. A PMC Corp’, leading the battle against an infamous Terrorist who wanted nothing more but death to the Galaxy. This to him, seemed almost alluring to fight.
He addressed his Superiors Re-Assignment as an Auxiliary Soldier in the New Eden Private Military Corporation, which was accepted under the condition the Alliance was more-or-less able to recall him whenever they deemed it necessary.
The message was sent to the remnants of the Private Military Corporation, a full detail of Thomas’ desire to join, his training as an N7, his role, etcetera.
Now all he had to do was wait.
What is your characters goal aboard the ship? Why were they hired by New Eden?: Thomas is Special Operations Through-and-Through, and his main interest is doing what he can to kill the Reapers as fast he feasibly can. Due to this, he enlisted with New Eden as killing Orbis seemed to be a pretty nice segway in.
Steam Name/Steam ID: Really Not Space Hexy ◨_◧, STEAM_0:1:70044789
How long have you played on the server?: A Good bit of time, month or two, perhaps.
Characters name/nicknames: Thomas Whitney. His offical ranking the System’s alliance is Operations Chief.
Characters Race((Be aware Quarian, and Turian are application only, and must have a detailed backstory in order for the character to be accepted.)): Human.
Requested position aboard the ship((http://revivalservers.com/index.php?threads/available-positions-aboard-the-ship.2905/)) : Likely a Generic Infantry bro, perhaps another Division at one point or another. Big-Gun-User-Guy.
Specific Gear, and/or abilities((Biotic abilities, Implants, and biotic abilities are application ONLY)) :
Physical: Thomas is a pretty big guy, he’s about 6’4 due to the fact he grew up on Mars, and the change of gravity. Of course, he’s adapted to normal gravites. For his stature, he’s a fairly built guy.
T-5 V Battlesuit: A Big ol’ suit worn by this big N7 man. Eezo-Stuff aside, this man’s big self. This armor is big, rather thick and has great shields. He can also initiate his Devastator mode, which allows him to have more magazine capacity, faster shield regen (Will work as just, uh, free instant armor when I WANT) and stuff. He’s a bit slow in it. (In game stats I would like to have will be like - 120 Armor). It’s got neat other features, such as a Multi-Grenade launcher, and a Shoulder-Rocket launcher.
Thomas on the right, clad in his T-5 V. Cerca Septemer 2186.
M-76 Revenant: 80 Rounds, 700 RPM, Big, Big gun. Not an issue for Thomas - Weight is no longer a factor when you’re this awesome. It’s a tad inaccurate, but it makes up for this with a hailstorm of bullets.
M-6 Carnifex: Heavy handgun. Big and chunky, 6 Rounds, pretty solid rate of fire when matched up with stopping power.
Omni-Tool: The Anything and Everything, Flashlight, Radio, Cell Phone, Diamond-Hard Super Hot Flash-Constructed blade, it’s all there when you need it. MilSpec.
IFAK: Infantry first Aid kid. Includes some handy stuff.
Characters alignment, IE Paragon, Renegade, Neutral: Chaotic Good.
Characters Backstory((The longer, and more detailed the backstory, the most likely you will be accepted.)):
Whoa, I’m not from Earth:
Thomas was born on the nice, comfortable backwater in Space Called Mars. He was born to a Black mother and a White Father, making him not only an adorable baby, but Half-Black.
He lead a Comfortable life on Mars, the small population was far from dense where he lived, causing him to rarely interact beyond a set 20-30 People.
Throughout School Thomas exceeding mainly in Physical Education and Social Studies, Math and most other subjects being about average - What you’d expect. Nothing special, nothing drab.
He wanted College, so of course once he finished High School with average grades, he enlisted in the Alliance Marines.
Tet-Hut!
Thomas Enlisted into the Alliance Marine Corp and endured training, being assigned to the 2nd Frontier Division in the Marines, and stationed on Eden Prime as part of the local Garrison.
During the attack conducted by Saren and the Geth, Thomas scored a couple above the average skill with his good ol’ Rifle, being part of a squad that was put more on the offense throughout. Throughout this, Thomas’ already present paranoia of most A.I and V.I Grew, mainly due to the fact he saw loads of his once-friends getting torn to pieces by them.
Due to his actions on the field, he was promoted to Service Chief.
“They’re taking me to Brazil, what are they going to do, put me outside?”
Thomas was selected to be trained in the Interplanetary Combatives Training, selected by the Alliance for such. The man endured the tests he was faced with, 20 Hours days of training, Hostile Terrain with little sleep or food, it was great, it was his life. During this time he got himself acquainted with various other potential N7s, and straightened himself up rather nicely into what could be considered a pretty top-tier professional.
After passing the tests and becoming an N1, Thomas Was lifted off planet and kept up his training for a good amount of time.
“Earth’s gone, oh boy.”
Thomas served for a good amount of time, however banged into a hitch upon reaching the rank of N6. He served for a solid amount of time beforehand, but once Earth was attacked? He with many others were called to arms.
Pulled from his previous placement and onto the Warzone of Earth, Thomas fought in the foriegn environment, the smoking grass and buildings different from the Red Sands and Gravity of his home, although he had far grown used to it.
He fought hard on Earth, although at the end of the day, the planet which held no real value to him was lost. He evacuated with many others, fleeing from humanity’s jewel into the void of space.
N7.
Due to his combative display on Earth - As well as surviving the mess - Thomas was alas lifted up to the rank of N7, slightly behind the rest of his once colleges of The Villa.
Once lifted to the rank of designation of N7, he was selected to become a Destroyer - Although his personal desire was to be a Paladin, he seemed allured by the fact he got big guns and lots of things to explode - The now Operations Chief began his campaign as an N7 Operative.
“New Eden? Why are they assigning me to a bunch of paycheck warriors?”
Thomas’ squad fought long and hard through many battles, although two of his four squadmates died, leaving him and another the only survivors. It was dissolved, and Thomas was more-or-less faced with some odd choices.
New Eden. A PMC Corp’, leading the battle against an infamous Terrorist who wanted nothing more but death to the Galaxy. This to him, seemed almost alluring to fight.
He addressed his Superiors Re-Assignment as an Auxiliary Soldier in the New Eden Private Military Corporation, which was accepted under the condition the Alliance was more-or-less able to recall him whenever they deemed it necessary.
The message was sent to the remnants of the Private Military Corporation, a full detail of Thomas’ desire to join, his training as an N7, his role, etcetera.
Now all he had to do was wait.
What is your characters goal aboard the ship? Why were they hired by New Eden?: Thomas is Special Operations Through-and-Through, and his main interest is doing what he can to kill the Reapers as fast he feasibly can. Due to this, he enlisted with New Eden as killing Orbis seemed to be a pretty nice segway in.