Yeah, we'll start now, I'll be an Alien as well as a human.
J.D unleashed a powerful combination of punches and kicks to the punching-bad. She may be a woman, but she was still very strong. "Miss Tourmac?" said a voice from behind. J.D spun around, 'Yes?' she answered.
"I have a proposition for you," said the man dressed in black.
If it's cool with you guys:
Name: Orville "Bulldozer" Tobias
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Occupation: Colonial Marine, Heavy Weapons Expert
Bio: Bulldozer is a mountain of a man who loves his guns big and fast. The resident squad heavy machine gunner. Also pretty good with his hands.
Quote: "Let's ROCK!!!"
*Bulldozer is in the cafeteria chowing down on a few raw eggs and such, waiting for news of the squad's next assignment or his transfer back home if you don't need me in here.*
X rotated his shoulders, loosening his neck and shoulders, then quickly spun on his heels and pulled his Desert Eagle out of his belt, firing the entire clip at the target 200 meters away. He placed the gun back in his belt and used his binoculars to see where he had hit. 8 of the 16 rounds had hit the head, 6 of them hit the chest, and the others hit the arms. Drake cursed to himself. He had moved his target back by 50 meters to test himself, but he had wanted to do better. He pulled out a pen sized remote and pressed the bottom. The target exploded as an eighth of a pound of C4 was detonated. Drake didn't even blink as he smiled. He had an adrenilin rush every time he blew something up, no matter how big or small.
Name-Artanis Javiss
Gender-Male
Age-17
Occupation-Profession Sniper, Computer Technetion,
Bio-as a surviver of 9/11 Artanis has always been a bit skidish. he joined the army to help defeat terrorists. he became a professional sniper. after his first year he was accused of killing terrorist prisoners
but their wasn't enough proof. hewas relieved of duty.
Artanis was outside of a local compound. after his being relieved from the army he took up hunting. the outside is cold his breath can be seen. his blonde hair is going wild dur to the wind. he lights a cigerette and begins to smake.
Man dressed in black-
Hello mr.Jarvis
Artanis turns his head to find a man who stands a couple inches taller than him.
Artanis-
Ya?
Man-
My employer has an oppertunaty of a life time i wishes for you to take part in.
Artanis-
Ya dont say, well personally i dont care
Artanis throws his cigerette on the ground and stomps it out and begins to walk away.
Man-
We're even willing to reinstate you in the army if you help.
Artanis stops and turns around
Artanis-
Ya dont say
Bulldozer scoots his chair away from the table and dumps his tray on the conveyor belt.
"Damn, still hungry," he mumbles to himself. "I wish somebody would tell me what the hell is takin' so long to get our new orders."
He walks out of the cafeteria and heads for the private quarters section.
"Maybe Reilly knows what the f*ck is goin' on."
*reilly put his head in his hands, pissed off. there was something wrong with the progress reports he couldnt put his finger on, but everything looked fine. he rubbed his eyes and yawned, it had been too long since he saw combat, he was only an instructor now. he sat back and closed his eyes, contemplating where he was going in life*
The roar of a helicopter filled the area. Artanis was finishing packing his pack with a couple last minute provisions. A man, Carl Mortis walked over towards him and watched.
Carl-
Hay what cha doing
Artanis-
Packing up for the Antarctic trip
Artanis grabbed his machete and strapped it to his pack.
Carl-
Why ya bringin that machete then?
Artanis-
Protection
Carl-
Protection we got guns from all around.
Artanis-
I once knew a couple of guys stationed in antarctica, a polar bear broke into there station and attacked them. one of them shoot it, didn't even phased the bear it then bit him in the neck
Carl-
Dang that must suck.
Artanis-
ya but the other guy had a machete and his gun was in his bag after a fight he slashed the bears throat.
Carl-
Man thats lucky
Artanis-
ya
***If you mean me, my guy (Bulldozer), was going to see PR1983's guy (Reilly), to find out when their new orders are coming through. I just figured this would give us some familiarity with each other, since we're supposed to be a marine unit. Or maybe I have no idea what I'm doing and I'm just winging it.***