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by The Shady Looking Vukmiri Delegates » Fri Apr 14, 2017 9:56 pm
by The Shady Looking Vukmiri Delegates » Fri Apr 14, 2017 10:46 pm
by Kyraina » Sat Apr 15, 2017 4:29 am
by Vacif » Sat Apr 15, 2017 10:32 am
VukPunch wrote:Why does everyone suffer from PTSD? Can't there be one normal person besides my guy?
by The Shady Looking Vukmiri Delegates » Sat Apr 15, 2017 10:34 am
by Kyraina » Sat Apr 15, 2017 10:39 am
VukPunch wrote:Why does everyone suffer from PTSD? Can't there be one normal person besides my guy?
by The Shady Looking Vukmiri Delegates » Sat Apr 15, 2017 10:43 am
by Kyraina » Sat Apr 15, 2017 10:50 am
The Shady Looking Vukmiri Delegates wrote:Kyraina wrote:It's normal in combat vets, myself included. My characters having PTSD is a coping mechanism for me
Ah okay. I just found it strange since the percentage of Veterans affected is around 15%~ given the recent gulf wars. I just thought the odds of the statistic was a strange is all.
by The Shady Looking Vukmiri Delegates » Sat Apr 15, 2017 11:01 am
Kyraina wrote:The Shady Looking Vukmiri Delegates wrote:Ah okay. I just found it strange since the percentage of Veterans affected is around 15%~ given the recent gulf wars. I just thought the odds of the statistic was a strange is all.
That's what's reported. My wife talked me into going getting help, some aren't so lucky and never go get diagnosed with it.
Now only 10 to 15% of all troops have seen combat in the recent parts of the War on Terror, about 75% percent of those deployed to a war zone like Afghan or Iraq suffer from diagnosed PTSD
by Vacif » Sat Apr 15, 2017 12:38 pm
by The United Remnants of America » Sat Apr 15, 2017 12:40 pm
by The United Remnants of America » Sat Apr 15, 2017 1:05 pm
by The Shady Looking Vukmiri Delegates » Sat Apr 15, 2017 1:45 pm
Anowa wrote:Alright. Gonna get the trio of commanders up today, and then the IC right after.
by Anowa » Sat Apr 15, 2017 2:31 pm
Name: Gabriel Boudon
Nationality: Aurelian
Age: 48
Gender: Male
Rank: O-2
Callsign: Inquisitor
Appearance: Visual Aid
Height: 5'8
Weight: 173 lbs
Funds: $200
Equipment: Hi-Point C9
Bio: Born in Griswall in 1969, Gabriel's early life was not easy. In a lower class family, Gabriel was forced to work from a young age, in low income jobs ranging from factories to military bases, Gabriel never left the country until he was 23. Contracting to a PMC ground force that participated in the Seianese-Beiarusian war, participating as a garrison force for the Beiarusians. After given the order to retreat, he met a young child lost in the rubble. Knowing the town was likely to be bombed, and much to the heckling of the rest of his unit, he took the girl with.
It was a decision he hasn't regretted since.
He taught the girl all the life skills he knew, knowing that he'd eventually have to leave her eventually. From weapons skills, to how to clean a printing press, eventually the war ended, and despite his want to continue his life, he adopted the girl, finding out her parents died in the early stages of the war. For the next dozen or so years, he taught her the tricks of his various trade in greater depth. Eventually they deployed into the Second Usean Continental War with the then 16 year old girl. It was during this time that the two started bonding, as more than distant father and adopted daughter, but as genuine friends. The duo fought the whole of the war for ISAF, before heading off to better horizons after 2005.
Fast forward more then a decade, and they find themselves fighting for an Islamic nation against a nation that has never been successfully invaded. For such a history, it's par for the course for the middle aged man.
RP Example: what
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Name: Yonah Balsam
Nationality: Levantese
Age (18 at youngest): 31
Gender: Male
Rank: E-8
Callsign: Kfir
Appearance: Visual Aid
Height: 6'2
Weight: 186 lbs
Funds: $200
Equipment: Hi-Point C-9
Bio: Yonah is a very secluded man, to most he simply states he's a mercenary from Levant. And that's usually where it ends. His creed of 'you stop paying attention to the future when you look to the past' is one he hold very dear. And it's best not to press.
Born in Levant, Yonah was raised an Orthodox Jew, the fourth son of Rabbi with a number of other children in the future, Yonah was the veritable middle child of his family. He wasn't paid a notable amount of attention until he was conscripted like all Levant children at 18. For whatever reason, his instructors singled him out, possibly because his father was a Rabbi, possibly because they didn't like his hair, he didn't know, and he never really cared, but eventually he graduated, a bit cynical for the events that transpired in his training before being assigned to a mortar team.
Later on in life, was where the slippery slope of disaster struck. During one of the few engagement with insurrectionist radicals his nation had in the early 2000s a series of miscommunication resulted in him bombarding a friendly platoon, inflicting a mass amount of casualties and causing the battle to be lost. As expected, he was investigated, and discharged from the military. After this he started taking odd jobs, not spending too much time in one place, and generally just drifting.
His last odd job was that as a dock worker, hoping to trade labour in exchange for a trip to Erusea, where he could hopefully find more work. It was a decision his family protested to the nth degree, but he went with it anyway. During the trip he found out that the cargo ship was hauling not only usual freight, but several shipments of weapons for a local lord of war. It's where he got an idea of where to go in his life.
Over the next few years, he began building connections with smugglers, mercenaries, and warlords alike, becoming a central communications point between a good dozen or so underground parties. And now he's a local contact for a band of mercenaries who plan on taking on an entire military. His life now hinging on his previously established abilities to get them hardware.
RP Example: the
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Name: Svetlana "Sveta" Artemievna
Nationality: Yuktobanian/Aurelian
Age (18 at youngest): 30
Gender: Female
Rank: O-1
Callsign: Amour
Appearance: Visual Aid
Height: 6'0
Weight: 168 lbs
Funds: $300
Equipment:Bio: Sveta was born in the rural countryside of Yuktobania, her parents never had an exceeding amount of money, despite this, they always said they would travel somewhere someday. Sveta had only been in public schooling for roughly a year before taking a vacation to Seian, a final realization to her parents dreams of taking their child somewhere new and exciting. They boarded the plane on September 14th 1992 and landed in Seian on the 17th. Less than a day later the Seianese-Beiarusian war started. Over the next months, Sveta's parents were killed in the Beiarusian offensive on Tiananmen. It was when the Beiarusian garrison force arrived that things started looking up.
- AKM
- AN/PRC-152
The rest of her life was spent under the wing of an Aurelian mercenary, she finished her education in Aurelian schooling, before becoming a Mercenary like her adoptive father. Taking jobs across the world, ranging from Usea to Estovakia, in anything from simple border skirmishes to full blown civil wars.
Now she stand side by side with a number of others, and her own mentor, against overwhelming odds and with a nearly impossible goal. For her it's just another day at the office.
RP Example: fuck?
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