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PostPosted: Mon Jun 19, 2017 5:30 pm
by Len Hyet
Name: David Richter
Date of Birth:January 12, 1916
Rank: Flight Officer
Physical Description/Picture:
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Place of Origin: Berlin, Germany.
Flight/Flight Combat Experience: Served for two and a half years as a pilot in the German Luftwaffe from 1933-1935, when he was forced out for his Jewish heritage. Spent 2 years as a pilot with the Republican Forces, from 1936-1938. Joined the RAF as a "friendly enemy alien" in 1939.
Ground Combat Experience: Some combat seen in the International Brigades in late 1938 after he was grounded and transferred to the Republican ground forces.
Specialties: Air Combat, speaks fluent German and English, passable Spanish with an accent.
Weapons of Choice: Luger pistol, Spanish 1893 Mauser
RP Experience: Just a couple small, kinda weird RPs. Nothing anyone here would have heard of. Yknow, commando pilots in World War II, that kind of thing.
Personal History/Bio: David was born misfortunately. He was unlucky to be born a Jew in Germany, unlucky to be born just before the end of the Great War, but it can be said he was lucky to be too young to remember times of prosperity because he could never miss them. His father had served as a member of the German Air Force first in the Eastern Front against the Russians, then later in the air against the French and British. For many of the first few years of David’s life, even when times were truly hard (as they often were in the Weimar Republic), his father could be sure of work by dint of either his service or his religion. Of course, most of the work was day laboring offered by more prosperous Jewish families in the community, but it kept food on the table and clothes on their backs.

As the economy worsened, their fortunes actually improved. David’s father, through the community, was able to get work as a pilot for one of the few transport and cargo air companies operating in Germany at the time. He often took David flying with him, and it became David’s love and passion. By the time he was 15 David was picking up the occasional shift as a cargo hauler. In 1933, when the National Socialist party took office, David, in large part due to his experience as a pilot, became one of the many Luftwaffe secretly trained in violation of the Treaty of Versailles. He spent two years in training, deliberately tuning out the increasingly vitriolic anti-Semitism of the Nazis in hopes of continuing to fly. In 1935 however, the Nazis officially forbade all Jews from serving in the German military, and David was forced out of the Luftwaffe. Bitter, and with a rapidly deepening hatred of the fascist regime, in November of 1936 David fled to Spain and the Republicans, where he had heard that experienced pilots would be put in the air with no questions asked.

Because of his experience as a pilot, the Republicans immediately put David in the cockpit of one of their new Soviet-supplied I-16 Type 6 fighters. Barely two weeks later, he was part of the first combat operation of the I-16s, on the 13th of November 1936. David and 11 other pilots intercepted a Nationalist bombing raid of Madrid, and claimed 4 victories. Over the next six months David scored two air to air combat kills against the far inferior Heinkel He 51. However as the war dragged on, the Condor Legion appeared in the skies over Spain, and with them the Messerschmitt Bf 109. Faster, better armed and armored than the I-16s, the Bf 109s coupled with increasingly incompetent Republican leadership put an end to David’s kill log. Over the next six months David flew thirteen combat missions, and managed only a single additional victory. When another accident on takeoff destroyed David’s third I-16 (the average life of an I-16 was unfortunately 87 days), he was officially grounded for lack of replacement aircraft. David spent the next several months attached to the Naftali Botwin Company, Palafox Battalion until its demobilization in September of 1938. Now officially out of the Republican Army, and with no desire to return to the now overwhelmingly hostile Nazi Germany, David was granted asylum as a “friendly enemy alien” in Britain. In November, word reached David of Kristallnacht in the first letter from his mother in almost six months. His father and 30,000 other Jewish men had been arrested and incarcerated somewhere secret. Although neither of them knew it, the men had been sent to Dachau. Knowing war with Germany was inevitable, David almost immediately began petitioning to be allowed into the Royal Air Force. When Chamberlain announced the full British support of Poland in March of 1939, David was admitted as a non-combatant in the ground crews.

However, the Royal Air Force soon became worried that it would find itself well short of the number of trained pilots necessary to carry out its commitments. So, after two months as a non-combatant, David was transferred to a training group and spent five months there, four in the Service Flying Training School, and one in the Operational Training Unit learning to handle the Supermarine Spitfire. So it was that in late August, David was brought into a windowless room, and handed a stack of papers. A man in a nondescript suit told him to sign the papers, so he did. The man informed him that so much as hinting at a word that was said in this room would result in him spending the rest of his life in a windowless cell, and then offered him a chance to join a unit that would “be the knife in the dark in the fight against the Nazis”. His abiding hatred of the Nazis by this point both deeply seated and well known (a fact that had not gone unnoticed), David accepted immediately

PostPosted: Mon Jun 19, 2017 5:50 pm
by Goram
The Tiger Kingdom wrote:
Monfrox wrote: Personal History/Bio: Samantha Melody was born in a small rural town in the Midwestern countryside on a farm. Most of her early childhood was spent there until the farm went under and her parents died in a house fire. With the expenses from the farm and funeral already drying up her extended family's wallets, they chose to reluctantly send her off to an orphanage out in the city. She spent many lonely nights there until a few well-dressed men came in and took her home. Samantha had no idea that she had just been adopted by a mob don until later on when the man sought to make her into an heiress of sorts. He began to teach her everything he wanted her to know about organized crime and about the mob family, because she was family now and was treated as such by the other members. It wasn't until she started hitting puberty and her rebellious phase that she started getting a bit tired of the same things to do every day. She had done the usual racketeering and extortion bits (ran out of the flower shop that she helped at legally), even gotten into stealing, which she found she was very good at doing during the night. But as she grew up, and the people she knew were either arrested or killed, she wanted to do more.

Samantha asked her father and he gave her a simple hit to do with a few of the other guys, but it went South fast and she was almost caught and jailed. Since that incident, she had been put on the then Bureau of Investigation, now Federal Bureau of Investigation's wanted list, albeit at a very low number. Meanwhile, Samantha decided that she had enough. She got into an argument with her father and stormed off, steaming. Without much else to do, she got a few of her friends in the family together and told them she wanted to head off overseas, as what better place to get away than to another continent? And it looked like things were heating up in Europe anyway, so that was even better. It was then that she got the bright idea of joining the RAF. She cut her hair short, bound her chest, practiced her deep male voice (helped by having an already naturally deeper voice than most females), dressed in men's clothes, and hopped onto the first boat out to England. Using her wits, cunning, and money, she managed to bribe her way past the examination and lied convincingly about her name, gender, and age for enlistment. Of course, it was always awful to sneak a shower in the dark at night and make excuses about not going to them during the day, but she somehow managed to fully adapt to the harsh trials of the first Special Operations Squadron. Besides, flying? That was pretty badass. No way she was going back home after this. Her dad would probably want her dead anyway.

Mon, I think this would probably work better with Sam just as a visibly female pilot. I imagine you'd have to pass a real medical examination in order to make it into the RAF, in any respect, and...er...problems would present themselves there. We could retcon a way in, in that respect.


I don't know, you could probably bribe your way past the examiner. It makes sense to me.

PostPosted: Mon Jun 19, 2017 5:55 pm
by The Tiger Kingdom
GOram wrote:I don't know, you could probably bribe your way past the examiner. It makes sense to me.

I...guess you're right. I trust Mon's judgment either way; I just wanted to let it be known that the original way could still possibly work.

PostPosted: Mon Jun 19, 2017 6:03 pm
by Monfrox
The Tiger Kingdom wrote:
GOram wrote:I don't know, you could probably bribe your way past the examiner. It makes sense to me.

I...guess you're right. I trust Mon's judgment either way; I just wanted to let it be known that the original way could still possibly work.

Perhaps, but this way makes more historical sense for now. Plus there's the added element of her trying to keep her cover as long as possible.

PostPosted: Mon Jun 19, 2017 6:28 pm
by Grenartia
The Tiger Kingdom wrote:
GOram wrote:I don't know, you could probably bribe your way past the examiner. It makes sense to me.

I...guess you're right. I trust Mon's judgment either way; I just wanted to let it be known that the original way could still possibly work.


I remember talking to her about it, and bringing up that Sam had to have some sort of exam, but couldn't outright skip it, even if she bribed somebody.

PostPosted: Mon Jun 19, 2017 6:33 pm
by The Two Jerseys
Monfrox wrote:
The Tiger Kingdom wrote:I...guess you're right. I trust Mon's judgment either way; I just wanted to let it be known that the original way could still possibly work.

Perhaps, but this way makes more historical sense for now. Plus there's the added element of her trying to keep her cover as long as possible.

The History of 319 ("Excalibur") Squadron, RAF

SCENE I. RAF Manston. The Briefing Room.

[Enter Excalibur Squadron, except Talbot.]

PAGE.
We shall begin briefly, we await one.

[Enter Talbot.]

TALBOT.
[sniffs the air] I do believe there is a woman here...

[Exit Melody.]

TABLOT.
[sniffs the air] Something is false about that man who left!

PostPosted: Mon Jun 19, 2017 7:41 pm
by The Two Jerseys
Now is it just me, or do British-made WWII period pieces always have trouble with American uniforms? For some reason the shade of olive drab never seems quite right, and I swear the ties are just flat-out wrong...

PostPosted: Mon Jun 19, 2017 9:18 pm
by Tiltjuice
Guess I don't have to make an app after all. :P

PostPosted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 12:43 am
by The Tiger Kingdom
Tiltjuice wrote:Guess I don't have to make an app after all. :P

Too slow, fool!
But stick around anyways, if you like!

Also: would anyone be interested in helping me design an Excalibur shoulder patch? Our current squadron emblem that TJ designed is still terrific, but it's not the kinda thing that fits easily on a flight jacket, and I figured that with our characters' motley assemblage of combat gear, we should probably have SOMETHING standard to identify our guys and strike fear in the heart of Fritz.
Something Commando-style, maybe. For example:
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PostPosted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 1:12 am
by Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States
The Tiger Kingdom wrote:
Tiltjuice wrote:Guess I don't have to make an app after all. :P

Too slow, fool!
But stick around anyways, if you like!

Also: would anyone be interested in helping me design an Excalibur shoulder patch? Our current squadron emblem that TJ designed is still terrific, but it's not the kinda thing that fits easily on a flight jacket, and I figured that with our characters' motley assemblage of combat gear, we should probably have SOMETHING standard to identify our guys and strike fear in the heart of Fritz.
Something Commando-style, maybe. For example:
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Is that... A kiwi?

PostPosted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 1:17 am
by The Tiger Kingdom
Great Confederacy Of Commonwealth States wrote:
The Tiger Kingdom wrote:Too slow, fool!
But stick around anyways, if you like!

Also: would anyone be interested in helping me design an Excalibur shoulder patch? Our current squadron emblem that TJ designed is still terrific, but it's not the kinda thing that fits easily on a flight jacket, and I figured that with our characters' motley assemblage of combat gear, we should probably have SOMETHING standard to identify our guys and strike fear in the heart of Fritz.
Something Commando-style, maybe. For example:
Image

Is that... A kiwi?

It is ostensibly an eagle, but...it does have a pretty weird beak, I'll admit that.

PostPosted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 1:55 am
by Grenartia
I think it should be something a little more early-war. Also, can't Tilt app a non-combatant?

PostPosted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 1:57 am
by The Tiger Kingdom
Grenartia wrote:I think it should be something a little more early-war. Also, can't Tilt app a non-combatant?

He could, of course! It's up to Tilt, I know he likes to play things coy with ES these days.

PostPosted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 2:48 am
by Grenartia
Grenartia wrote:I think it should be something a little more early-war.


Ugh. If wiki's the only thing to go by, the RAF didn't have shoulder patches.

PostPosted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 3:10 am
by The Tiger Kingdom
Grenartia wrote:
Grenartia wrote:I think it should be something a little more early-war.


Ugh. If wiki's the only thing to go by, the RAF didn't have shoulder patches.

No surprise. But keep in mind that ES is a precursor to/will eventually become part of the SOE and Joint Operations (IE the Commandos), which did use those kind of things, at least with regard to certain operations.
If someone's got an alternate idea, I'm open for suggestions. I just figure if every other special warfare unit in the Allied order of battle gets their own distinctive combat insignia/nifty beret/distinctive garb/sartorial calling-card, ES should too.

PostPosted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 3:13 am
by Grenartia
The Tiger Kingdom wrote:
Grenartia wrote:
Ugh. If wiki's the only thing to go by, the RAF didn't have shoulder patches.

No surprise. But keep in mind that ES is a precursor to/will eventually become part of the SOE and Joint Operations (IE the Commandos), which did use those kind of things, at least with regard to certain operations.
If someone's got an alternate idea, I'm open for suggestions. I just figure if every other special warfare unit in the Allied order of battle gets their own distinctive combat insignia/nifty beret/distinctive garb/sartorial calling-card, ES should too.


I agree, we should.

PostPosted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 3:22 am
by Monfrox
The Tiger Kingdom wrote:
Grenartia wrote:
Ugh. If wiki's the only thing to go by, the RAF didn't have shoulder patches.

No surprise. But keep in mind that ES is a precursor to/will eventually become part of the SOE and Joint Operations (IE the Commandos), which did use those kind of things, at least with regard to certain operations.
If someone's got an alternate idea, I'm open for suggestions. I just figure if every other special warfare unit in the Allied order of battle gets their own distinctive combat insignia/nifty beret/distinctive garb/sartorial calling-card, ES should too.

My vote? KISS. The emblem looks like it's got way too much going on, honestly.

PostPosted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 3:33 am
by The Tiger Kingdom
Monfrox wrote:
The Tiger Kingdom wrote:No surprise. But keep in mind that ES is a precursor to/will eventually become part of the SOE and Joint Operations (IE the Commandos), which did use those kind of things, at least with regard to certain operations.
If someone's got an alternate idea, I'm open for suggestions. I just figure if every other special warfare unit in the Allied order of battle gets their own distinctive combat insignia/nifty beret/distinctive garb/sartorial calling-card, ES should too.

My vote? KISS. The emblem looks like it's got way too much going on, honestly.

To my eyes, TJ kept it pretty much dead-on with how RAF squadron insignias looked back then/look today. They are very, very ornate and very standardized, too, not really at all like how the USAF does it.

PostPosted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 3:38 am
by Monfrox
The Tiger Kingdom wrote:
Monfrox wrote:My vote? KISS. The emblem looks like it's got way too much going on, honestly.

To my eyes, TJ kept it pretty much dead-on with how RAF squadron insignias looked back then/look today. They are very, very ornate and very standardized, too, not really at all like how the USAF does it.

What about a forerunner SAS emblem with a sword instead of a FS knife?

PostPosted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 3:43 am
by Great Confederacy of Commonwealth States
How 'bout something like this? I'm still working on some other, simpler things, that look better on berets and are quite simpler. But this is a start.

http://i.imgur.com/gUwCP9X.png

PostPosted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 3:46 am
by The Two Jerseys
The Tiger Kingdom wrote:
Tiltjuice wrote:Guess I don't have to make an app after all. :P

Too slow, fool!
But stick around anyways, if you like!

Also: would anyone be interested in helping me design an Excalibur shoulder patch? Our current squadron emblem that TJ designed is still terrific, but it's not the kinda thing that fits easily on a flight jacket, and I figured that with our characters' motley assemblage of combat gear, we should probably have SOMETHING standard to identify our guys and strike fear in the heart of Fritz.
Something Commando-style, maybe. For example:
Image

From Osprey's Royal Air Force 1939-45

Notice that the center figure has a squadron badge on the pocket of his flight suit, though IIRC this style flight suit would've been prewar squadron issue and not standard RAF issue.

If you really want a CO-style patch, I'd suggest a simplified version of the squadron badge, sort of like a combination of the Special Boat Service and 2nd Marine Division insignia: hand holding sword with wavy lines underneath.

ImageImage

PostPosted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 3:57 am
by Kouralia
Monfrox wrote:
The Tiger Kingdom wrote:To my eyes, TJ kept it pretty much dead-on with how RAF squadron insignias looked back then/look today. They are very, very ornate and very standardized, too, not really at all like how the USAF does it.

What about a forerunner SAS emblem with a sword instead of a FS knife?

SAS emblem does have a sword. :s

At the absolute simplest, a shoulder arch with 'Excalibur Squadron' on it, and maybe have something akin to the SBS cap badge beneath it rather than the soaring Eagle thing - a sword superimposed over two blue waves to indicate that it's coming out of the water.

Like this, with the uniform in general probably looking something akin to this.

PostPosted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 4:18 am
by Monfrox
Kouralia wrote:
Monfrox wrote:What about a forerunner SAS emblem with a sword instead of a FS knife?

SAS emblem does have a sword. :s

At the absolute simplest, a shoulder arch with 'Excalibur Squadron' on it, and maybe have something akin to the SBS cap badge beneath it rather than the soaring Eagle thing - a sword superimposed over two blue waves to indicate that it's coming out of the water.

Like this, with the uniform in general probably looking something akin to this.

I thought it was an F-S knife. I'm not getting the sleep I should.

PostPosted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 4:22 am
by Kouralia
Monfrox wrote:
Kouralia wrote:SAS emblem does have a sword. :s

At the absolute simplest, a shoulder arch with 'Excalibur Squadron' on it, and maybe have something akin to the SBS cap badge beneath it rather than the soaring Eagle thing - a sword superimposed over two blue waves to indicate that it's coming out of the water.

Like this, with the uniform in general probably looking something akin to this.

I thought it was an F-S knife. I'm not getting the sleep I should.

off the top of my head it was designed as a flaming Excalibur in WWII, but since then people have misrepresented it as a winged dagger. The excalibur motif continues with the SBS and SRR cap badges too.

PostPosted: Tue Jun 20, 2017 7:53 am
by Len Hyet
Len Hyet wrote:Name: David Richter
Date of Birth:January 12, 1916
Rank: Flight Officer
Physical Description/Picture:
Place of Origin: Berlin, Germany.
Flight/Flight Combat Experience: Served for two and a half years as a pilot in the German Luftwaffe from 1933-1935, when he was forced out for his Jewish heritage. Spent 2 years as a pilot with the Republican Forces, from 1936-1938. Joined the RAF as a "friendly enemy alien" in 1939.
Ground Combat Experience: Some combat seen in the International Brigades in late 1938 after he was grounded and transferred to the Republican ground forces.
Specialties: Air Combat, speaks fluent German and English, passable Spanish with an accent.
Weapons of Choice: Luger pistol, Spanish 1893 Mauser
RP Experience: Just a couple small, kinda weird RPs. Nothing anyone here would have heard of. Yknow, commando pilots in World War II, that kind of thing.
Personal History/Bio: David was born misfortunately. He was unlucky to be born a Jew in Germany, unlucky to be born just before the end of the Great War, but it can be said he was lucky to be too young to remember times of prosperity because he could never miss them. His father had served as a member of the German Air Force first in the Eastern Front against the Russians, then later in the air against the French and British. For many of the first few years of David’s life, even when times were truly hard (as they often were in the Weimar Republic), his father could be sure of work by dint of either his service or his religion. Of course, most of the work was day laboring offered by more prosperous Jewish families in the community, but it kept food on the table and clothes on their backs.

As the economy worsened, their fortunes actually improved. David’s father, through the community, was able to get work as a pilot for one of the few transport and cargo air companies operating in Germany at the time. He often took David flying with him, and it became David’s love and passion. By the time he was 15 David was picking up the occasional shift as a cargo hauler. In 1933, when the National Socialist party took office, David, in large part due to his experience as a pilot, became one of the many Luftwaffe secretly trained in violation of the Treaty of Versailles. He spent two years in training, deliberately tuning out the increasingly vitriolic anti-Semitism of the Nazis in hopes of continuing to fly. In 1935 however, the Nazis officially forbade all Jews from serving in the German military, and David was forced out of the Luftwaffe. Bitter, and with a rapidly deepening hatred of the fascist regime, in November of 1936 David fled to Spain and the Republicans, where he had heard that experienced pilots would be put in the air with no questions asked.

Because of his experience as a pilot, the Republicans immediately put David in the cockpit of one of their new Soviet-supplied I-16 Type 6 fighters. Barely two weeks later, he was part of the first combat operation of the I-16s, on the 13th of November 1936. David and 11 other pilots intercepted a Nationalist bombing raid of Madrid, and claimed 4 victories. Over the next six months David scored two air to air combat kills against the far inferior Heinkel He 51. However as the war dragged on, the Condor Legion appeared in the skies over Spain, and with them the Messerschmitt Bf 109. Faster, better armed and armored than the I-16s, the Bf 109s coupled with increasingly incompetent Republican leadership put an end to David’s kill log. Over the next six months David flew thirteen combat missions, and managed only a single additional victory. When another accident on takeoff destroyed David’s third I-16 (the average life of an I-16 was unfortunately 87 days), he was officially grounded for lack of replacement aircraft. David spent the next several months attached to the Naftali Botwin Company, Palafox Battalion until its demobilization in September of 1938. Now officially out of the Republican Army, and with no desire to return to the now overwhelmingly hostile Nazi Germany, David was granted asylum as a “friendly enemy alien” in Britain. In November, word reached David of Kristallnacht in the first letter from his mother in almost six months. His father and 30,000 other Jewish men had been arrested and incarcerated somewhere secret. Although neither of them knew it, the men had been sent to Dachau. Knowing war with Germany was inevitable, David almost immediately began petitioning to be allowed into the Royal Air Force. When Chamberlain announced the full British support of Poland in March of 1939, David was admitted as a non-combatant in the ground crews.

However, the Royal Air Force soon became worried that it would find itself well short of the number of trained pilots necessary to carry out its commitments. So, after two months as a non-combatant, David was transferred to a training group and spent five months there, four in the Service Flying Training School, and one in the Operational Training Unit learning to handle the Supermarine Spitfire. So it was that in late August, David was brought into a windowless room, and handed a stack of papers. A man in a nondescript suit told him to sign the papers, so he did. The man informed him that so much as hinting at a word that was said in this room would result in him spending the rest of his life in a windowless cell, and then offered him a chance to join a unit that would “be the knife in the dark in the fight against the Nazis”. His abiding hatred of the Nazis by this point both deeply seated and well known (a fact that had not gone unnoticed), David accepted immediately

Bio complete. If there's any timeline discrepancies let me know, this is the work of several different sessions.