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by Hathradic States » Sun Dec 08, 2013 6:00 pm
Cerrania wrote:A question about the app. Must the RP example be relevant to this RP?

by Novia Soviet Socialist Republic » Sun Dec 08, 2013 6:08 pm

by Hathradic States » Sun Dec 08, 2013 6:09 pm

by Hathradic States » Sun Dec 08, 2013 6:09 pm
Novia Soviet Socialist Republic wrote:Of course the action starts when I'm going to sleep. Damn it.

by Intonisia » Sun Dec 08, 2013 6:12 pm

by Hathradic States » Sun Dec 08, 2013 6:13 pm

by Hathradic States » Sun Dec 08, 2013 6:13 pm

by Cerrania » Sun Dec 08, 2013 6:13 pm

by Hathradic States » Sun Dec 08, 2013 6:21 pm
Cerrania wrote:Nation: Cerrania
Name: David Cross
Age: 32
Country: United Kingdom
Sex: Male
Branch of Military Service: 12 Years in the British Special Air Service
Specialty: Covert Operations, Marksmanship
Weapon of Choice: Fabrique Nationale SCAR-L and the M39 Enhanced Marksman Rifle.
Rp Example: viewtopic.php?f=31&t=271965&p=17619919&hilit=Yuri+Tovin#p17619919
Appearance (image please): Gas masks are cool AND useful

by Hathradic States » Sun Dec 08, 2013 11:56 pm
Hafflegar wrote:Now Imma have to change the surname of my char to avoid confusion, who is on page 4 btw. Can I be accepted too? yes? no?

by Reddogkeno101 » Mon Dec 09, 2013 2:00 am


by Hathradic States » Mon Dec 09, 2013 2:01 am
Reddogkeno101 wrote:Nation: Reddogkeno101
Name: Bruce Kennedy
Age: 27
Country: Australia
Sex: Male
Branch of Military Service: 2nd Commando Regiment
Specialty: Hand to Hand Combat
Weapon of Choice: Heckler & Koch USP, M9 Bayonet and M4A1 Carbine
Rp Example: viewtopic.php?f=31&t=257660
Appearance (image please):(Image)

by Reddogkeno101 » Mon Dec 09, 2013 2:02 am
Hathradic States wrote:Reddogkeno101 wrote:Nation: Reddogkeno101
Name: Bruce Kennedy
Age: 27
Country: Australia
Sex: Male
Branch of Military Service: 2nd Commando Regiment
Specialty: Hand to Hand Combat
Weapon of Choice: Heckler & Koch USP, M9 Bayonet and M4A1 Carbine
Rp Example: viewtopic.php?f=31&t=257660
Appearance (image please):(Image)
Welcome mate.

by Hathradic States » Mon Dec 09, 2013 2:05 am

by Reddogkeno101 » Mon Dec 09, 2013 2:13 am
Hathradic States wrote:No problem!

by Antogna » Mon Dec 09, 2013 11:39 am


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by Hathradic States » Mon Dec 09, 2013 1:35 pm
Antogna wrote:Nation: Antogna
Name: Renard Herriott
Age: 20
Country: France
Sex: Male
Branch of Military Service: Groupe d'Intervention de la Gendarmerie Nationale (GIGN) New recruit, sniper and medical officer
Specialty: Stealth, medical experience
Weapon of Choice: PGM-338 Sniper Rifle, FN FAL, Manurhin MR 73 He has a large knife and a few HE grenades and an AT4 stashed away somewhere only he knows.
Rp Example:
It had been days since Renard had arrived, and for a moment he had forgotten where he was or why he was there. He got up on his feet and straightens his goggles. Fumbling for a hold on his rifle, he shambles towards the doorway leading out into Kiev. The day he arrived, someone (he can't remember who,) asked him to take off his mask. Out of fear of being turned into one of the undead, he refuses. (The photo I provided is when he later takes off the gas mask.) He still keeps it on, hoping it will keep him... Himself. Alive. He looks up at the sky, dark and empty as usual except for a few stars here and there. Then down at the rest who he had held out with. He sighs and tugs at the bolt on his sniper. "C'est des conneries!" he growls to himself.
Appearance:
(Image)

by Esternial » Mon Dec 09, 2013 1:40 pm
Hathradic States wrote:Antogna wrote:Nation: Antogna
Name: Renard Herriott
Age: 20
Country: France
Sex: Male
Branch of Military Service: Groupe d'Intervention de la Gendarmerie Nationale (GIGN) New recruit, sniper and medical officer
Specialty: Stealth, medical experience
Weapon of Choice: PGM-338 Sniper Rifle, FN FAL, Manurhin MR 73 He has a large knife and a few HE grenades and an AT4 stashed away somewhere only he knows.
Rp Example:
It had been days since Renard had arrived, and for a moment he had forgotten where he was or why he was there. He got up on his feet and straightens his goggles. Fumbling for a hold on his rifle, he shambles towards the doorway leading out into Kiev. The day he arrived, someone (he can't remember who,) asked him to take off his mask. Out of fear of being turned into one of the undead, he refuses. (The photo I provided is when he later takes off the gas mask.) He still keeps it on, hoping it will keep him... Himself. Alive. He looks up at the sky, dark and empty as usual except for a few stars here and there. Then down at the rest who he had held out with. He sighs and tugs at the bolt on his sniper. "C'est des conneries!" he growls to himself.
Appearance:
(Image)
That seems a little encumbertsome.
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