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by Empire of Donner land » Sat Jan 09, 2016 7:31 pm
Relikai wrote:Empire of Donner land wrote:I'll have it up in maybe 10-15 minutes. Tell me what to include and ill write it in later after im done with her Dream and waking up and etc.
hmm, I had Knot coming in to assist Shinden and Noel, and bringing him to a nearby ambulance.
Funny, the two shortest characters are now helping someone nearly taller than them by a head...
by The United Federation of Terrans » Sat Jan 09, 2016 7:36 pm
by Relikai » Sat Jan 09, 2016 7:38 pm
Empire of Donner land wrote:Relikai wrote:
hmm, I had Knot coming in to assist Shinden and Noel, and bringing him to a nearby ambulance.
Funny, the two shortest characters are now helping someone nearly taller than them by a head...
Its the short ones you gotta watch out for.
or rather the ones that gotta watch out for you.
by Empire of Donner land » Sat Jan 09, 2016 7:41 pm
Relikai wrote:Empire of Donner land wrote:Its the short ones you gotta watch out for.
or rather the ones that gotta watch out for you.
Yep, especially the ones whose fists are at the groin level.... *shudders*
Hopefully my post didnt disrupt anything, it's already up.The United Federation of Terrans wrote:That's why when I write my posts I constantly check the IC. It slows down progress but I usually stay on top of posts that way.
Yeah that's what I do, always checking every 2 minutes or one paragraph.
by Planet hephestus » Sat Jan 09, 2016 7:44 pm
by Relikai » Sat Jan 09, 2016 7:46 pm
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by Planet hephestus » Sat Jan 09, 2016 7:53 pm
Kassaran wrote:Never get between a man and his alcohol-fueled sex-romps in the nineties. This alone is a trope in and of itself.
by Planet hephestus » Sat Jan 09, 2016 7:56 pm
by SaintB » Sat Jan 09, 2016 7:56 pm
by SaintB » Sat Jan 09, 2016 7:57 pm
by Relikai » Sat Jan 09, 2016 7:58 pm
Kassaran wrote:Never get between a man and his alcohol-fueled sex-romps in the nineties. This alone is a trope in and of itself.
by Planet hephestus » Sat Jan 09, 2016 8:00 pm
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by Anowa » Sat Jan 09, 2016 8:43 pm
Name:Jason Cain
Nationality:Emmerian
Age (18 at youngest): 28
Gender: Male
Rank (O-1, O-2, or O-3): O-2
Callsign:Tombstone
Appearance:Brown buzzed hair, green eyes, pale skin, clean shaven, sharp jawline, Greek nose, and an average muscle build.
Height: 6'2ft/1.88m
Weight: 180lbs/81kg
Aircraft: McDonnell Douglas F-15 STOL/MTD (Airframe Durability, Engine Efficiency)
Aircraft Appearance:Visual Aid
Emblem:Visual Aid
Funds $325,000
Personality:Jason used to be a more talkative man -when he actually spoke- and as of recent he's been slipping back into his old self from prior to the FATO incident. But his new persona is that of a man who really just wants to be left to his own devices. As per his diagnosis of Asperger Syndrome, he doesn't do well with comforting others emotionally. That isn't to say he doesn't try to comfort the people that matter to him, just that he's not very good at doing it.
Despite what one may expect, Jason doesn't shy away from conversation, he just doesn't want to speak about small things when one could have a conversation with actual meaning. Unfortunately, 'actual meaning' has a very small number of categories. As such Jason is a man of few words unless he has something that needs to be said.
Strengths: Piloting, high G tolerance.
Weaknesses: Anti-Social, greedy, has trust issues.
Likes: Flying, quiet company, money.
Dislikes: Loud mouths, nuggets,
Bio:Jason was born on a small hamlet farm near the outskirts of Gracemeria, on the third of March 1964. A lone child to a duo of poor farmers, the only real entertainment Jason had was watching the military exercises of the aircraft from the nearby Air Force base.
Unfortunately, his family had fallen on hard times, and at the age of six, Jason was put up for adoption. He remained in an orphanage's care until his second year od schooling, when his first grade teacher adopted him. One Anna Cain was not a single woman, she was married to the one man Jason sees as his actual father, Marcus Cain. In addition she had two other kids, David and Maria Cain. Jason's new family, and the only real family he ever knew.
For the rest of his schooling he poured his heart and soul into it. Learning all he could and soaking up information like a sponge. A such the only real friends he had were his adoptive siblings, and even then Jason wasn't all that talkative. Though he did develop a decent enough family relationship with the two and saw them as family, he was just a silent kid.
Of particular note in his schooling was his keen interest in linguistics and aeronautics. For the school science fair in sixth grade he made a makeshift wind tunnel, and while it didn't win any prizes he did receive notice by a few teachers. It wasn't too far after this that he was tested for a variety of mental disorders on the suspicion of one particularly nosy teacher. And while it was discovered he had Asperger Syndrome, his parents were far from pleased.
For the next six years Jason pushed himself to the brink mentally, learning as much as he could, Not for personal knowledge, but for a degree of skills that would keep him a job, making sure that neither him nor his family would ever be forced to take as drastic measures as his biological parents did.
At the age of 18 Jason enlisted with the EAF. Specifically as an air superiority pilot, though due to recent changes in the EAF's organisation, Jason was trained as a multirole pilot, learning how to dogfight with heavier load outs as well as make quick ground attacks to avoid enemy ground fire.
Of special note his superiors took in his training was the G-force testing. Jason not only passed, but got the coveted 9g for 30 second tee-shirt. A feat that wasn't uncommon, was still something invaluable to a fighter pilot.
A very good majority of his career was spent in training exercises, and as a deterrent against Estovakian flights that strayed too close to the border.
After a certain incident in which Jason refused to fire upon an encroaching Estovakian airliner acting under duress (initially Visually ID'd as a B-52), Jason RTB'd where he struck said officer for acting so impulsively and nearly starting a war because of it. Despite the goodwill of his actions both the CO and Jason were dishonorably discharged.
Sometime after being discharged, Jason joined up with Hammerhead Industries, a PMC with it's fingers in the Land and Air pies. His engagements ranged from around the world, usually border skirmishes, but the most important of them was his final engagement with the company over the border between F.A.T.O and Wielvakia.
In said engagement, the belligerent were between himself and Wingman 'Oleander', against the entire rest of their flight. The resulting incident initially arose from equipment failure, but was unofficially a result of greed, resulting in all but Holly 'Fantasy' Clark, being shot down.
The event changed the previously cheery and trusting man into a greedy, intorverted, and self-centered man.
Between one and three years before the South Osean Continental War, Jason became a simple cargo pilot for varying multinational companies. Including -but limited to-: The EASA, and Gründer Industries. It was during these jobs that Jason had an abundant amount of time to reflect on his life.
During the South Osean Continental War between Beiarusia and Seian, Jason served as a Dorusian hired contractor for the Dorusian 13th Mercenary Air Squadron "Morena". His arrival upon the war was a bit late, making his debut in Morena's second battle, over the Seianese city of Tiananmen in Operation: Jade.
Just prior to Operation: Skeleton on the evening of September 29, 1992. Jason was reunited with former Squadron leader Holly 'Fantasy' Clark. Despite the North Pointer's apprehension in the unification. Jason suppressed said doubts by understanding why she did what she did.
Despite suspicions of betrayal, his own private greed, doubts in the war efforts, and his own wish to return home. Jason would remain with Morena until the war's official end on xx/xx/199x.
RP Example:Ace Combat: Nationstates,Gods Among Us V3,Athena: Fall of Europe.
DO NOT REMOVE: 4242564
Name: Holly Clark
Nationality: North Pointian (Pointer?)
Age (18 at youngest):24
Gender:Female
Rank (O-1, O-2, or O-3): O-1
Callsign:Fantasy
Appearance:Heart shaped facial features, auburn hair in a bun, green eyes, 'Irish' skin, freckles, and a 'greek' shaped nose, average build for a pilot.
Height: 5'6/167cm
Weight: 135 lbs/61 kg
Aircraft: ---
Aircraft Appearance:---
Emblem:---
Funds---
Personality: Holly's the coach you'd want in your corner of the ring, she always looks at things in a positive note, and always manages to get details of the situation that other may miss or overlook. She'd be willing to die for those who gain her friendship and trust, which makes anything that would put them at risk a burden to the woman. Holly is neither afraid to start nor end a fight, but she wouldn't go actively looking for one either.
Strengths: She's capable of remaining calm in dire situations, she doesn't bore easily.
Weaknesses: Guilt issues over what she did in FATO, even more so now that she's Jason's WSO. She still has anxiety issues over flying too close to the ground when she isn't landing or taking off.
Likes: Booze for breakfast, flying in and around the clouds, flying in the rain or snow, the smell of rain.
Dislikes: Buzzing the tower, being buzzed at all, air superiority fighter pilots who try to dive bomb.
Bio: Holly was born to a crop duster pilot and a midwife in North Point's countryside, as such she spent a good portion of her formative years flying -albeit illegally and to the behest of her mother- in her father's plane. Growing up in the countryside made Holly the kind of child who never really got into the electronic side of life, preferring to go outside and play with the various friends she made in her school rather than stay cooped up inside watching 'the tube'. As she grew, so did her family. She eventually became the oldest among four brothers and a sister.
Due to the time she relegated on her family's farm her academic skills were lacking on almost every front. The only thing she learned that really stuck with her was the Seianese lessons that an immigrated farm hand taught her in her off time.
Tragedy struck sometime during Holly's sixteenth year of life, when her father died in an aviation crash. This wasn't entirely unexpected as crop dusting wasn't the safest job by any means, but the event still crushed her family of -now- seven. A little while later Holly dropped out of school and convinced her mother to let her enlist in the North Pointian Air Force. This was one of the safer job opportunities -since North Point never really went to war- that Holly had thought of, and the money was also nothing to scoff at. Since she had nothing to spend it on, and since her family needed it more than her, she kept at it despite the slight fear of flying and dying like her father.
During Holly's life as a Naval aviator, she spent an absurd amount of time simply doing training games and on pointless patrols. Unfortunately, North Point's government noticed as well. Eventually the North Pointian Navy downsized, most of it's budget going to Air Force assets instead. This resulted in Holly without a job for roughly six months. This was until she was given the chance halfway across thew world, participating in smaller skirmishes for countries that didn't have a sizeable population nor army.
This all culminated in late 80's Sercia, where the current political climate made the acquisition of buffer forces a wise desicion. It was here she met her new squadron, and a wingman by the name of Jason 'Tombstone' Cain. The team slowly grew to know each other over the dozen sorties they flew, and she was given the nickname 'Fantasy' due to her tendency to zone out into her 'own little fantasy land' during long flights.
Eventually things became bleak, Holly as well as a few others from her squadron were offered a very significant sum of money for their abandonment of FATO in the Gangl Skirmishes... A duo of other members weren't offered the chance. Holly, seeing a chance to keep her family supplied for a very long time, she took the offer, and set off in the middle of the night while her wingmates. While Tombstone, and Oleander, were on patrol.
Holly proceeded to watch as all of her squadron members were shot down over a frozen landscape -and even shot two down herself-. She assumed they were all dead, but she was never paid the promised amount. Instead she was offered out another contract in another country, and had pretty much killed her squadron to pay off the ordinance she used.
Her life as a fighter pilot continued until her plane finally stopped stone cold and dead, finally failing after nearly four years. A few months later, she was given an offer in a Dorusian mercenary squadron as a WSO pilot.
After signing on with the Dorusian mercenary squadron, Holly met a phantom of her past, Jason Cain. Instead of the expected divine beatdown, the two had a civil conversation about that fateful winter night. It seemed the duo had a slightly strained friendship yet again. This relationship was further repaired on the night of September 29, 1992, Operation: Skeleton. Both pilots became fire forged friends yet again, after Jason was proven that he could trust in the highlander again. The relationship of the two only grew stronger over the duration of the conflict.
RP Example:We Were Children
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by Empire of Donner land » Sat Jan 09, 2016 8:44 pm
by Beiarusia » Sat Jan 09, 2016 8:53 pm
by SaintB » Sat Jan 09, 2016 8:56 pm
by Anowa » Sat Jan 09, 2016 8:57 pm
Beiarusia wrote:Do to continued interest the RP has been marked as CLOSED for the time being. Anyone who had dropped and app, or had already talked to me and were planning to drop an app, will be the last ones accepted for the time being. The RP will be reopened should we lose people.
ACCEPTED.
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