CoolJVDog
The cop of Revival
Steam Name/Steam ID : CoolJVDog STEAM_0:0:47118816
How long have you played on the server?: Since it was frist made
Characters name/nicknames: Lolo Gurtler But people Call her Seven because she is short simple and gets to the point.
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/)) : Pilot Of The Ship
Specific Gear, and/or abilities((Biotic abilities, Implants, and biotic abilities are application ONLY)) :
Biotics lvl 2, CQC lvl 5, both learned from her training in the N program, m29 incisor, and a m358talon Picked up off her dead squad mates being stuck on that planet and losing her own.
Characters alignment, IE Paragon, Renegade, Neutral: Neutral.
Characters Backstory((The longer, and more detailed the backstory, the most likely you will be accepted.)) : Personal log 295... It has been almost three weeks since I was sent to this hell hole of a planet to do a covert mission on finding something on this planet but with no success, during this mission the reapers came along and begain their assault the same way they always do... I put the peoples safty above the mission trying to escort civilans to ships so they could escape. Shortly after the reapers came along we were told to pull out and that mission was aborted. I myself following orders went to clear out when I saw there was nothing I could do for the people of this planet... I got my squad ready to leave but in the chaos our Kodiak was shot down by a reaper's ship crashing in the swamp area of an abandon Milltary compound not really looking liked it been used in a very long time. This is Lolo gurtler signing off...
Personal Log 296.... Today I just had to burry my last remaining squad mate, we where doing one of our normal runs until a sniper shot rang out... marauder was watching us... blew Gunny's head off. I am now compleatly on my own with nobody but my thoughts to talk to. I might as well tell my life story in the next log.... This is Lolo Gurtler signing off...
Personal Log 297.... Hello my name Lolo Gurtler also known in the alliance as N7 Lolo gurtler or petty officer Third class Lolo gurtler.. My squad was five when we first got here now there is only one, but enough about that... I was born on Planet Earth and was raised by a military happy family. I was really never a normal kid, I was not a girl to play with dolls or cry when sad.. if someone made me mad I would explain how they messed up with my fists. When I went to high School I started to follow in my familys foot steps chasing after a miliary life. When I turned eightteen I went into boot camp. I was never the best in my team in bootcamp I was not the most fast or the most strong or smart for that matter... But they still made me squad lead... You wanna know why... Its because I kepted a level head and my feet on the ground I acually thought about my choices I could make in a battle sim my leadership skills was impeccable. I did not make top of my class but I did show that I was fit for leading... I'll explain more next log... This is Lolo Gurtler signing off..
Personal Log 298.... After boot camp I spent most of my twentys working for the Alliance and even making in into the N program There I met my new squad.. Gunny, Ace, Silver, and Shadow the squad lead then there was me. How I earned my nickname was beacuse At the time all I would talk about is how Seven was my lucky number so they started calling me seven for that reason but when we acually became N7's they started calling me Seven because I was short clean and getting stright to the point. A few missions and a couple of close calls and we all became good freinds. Until we went on that mission... the mission that got them all killed and that made me the only one left. That is pretty much my life story. anyways this is gonna be my last time I write a log... I have run out of food and water and we just hit the three week mark.. I think its safe to assume nobody is coming for me. This is Lolo Gurtler signing off for the last time... God speed and all reapers die.
Personal Log 299... Lolo Gurtler here I just saw a Kodiak come out of the thick fog landing at the old Fob dropping off some men They don't wear alliance armor... They must be Pirates.... But I am willing to take a chance to get off this hell hole of a planet... If I make another log after this... then They are someone that acually came to save me if I do not... Then I am dead. Lolo Gurtler signing off.
Personal Log 300.... Well... I am alive... but I am in a cell... This crew is a PMC group.. Thats all I am gonna say Lolo Gurtler signing off.
What is your characters goal aboard the ship? Why were they hired by New Eden? :
'Her goal on this ship is to continue her way through the ranks and follow orders... if they ever let her out that cell... She has not be hired... yet...
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