Post by marchhare on Apr 18, 2009 5:31:03 GMT -5
Name: Vinneous Mark (Calls himself Vince, or Vincent)
Species: Human, No affiliation- however, morally driven and loyal to personal friend's causes.
Sex: Male
Age: 27
Eyes: Bright green eyes, and 20-18 vision.
Height: 5”10
Body: Lanky, almost in the same way a scarecrow is. No defining muscular definition, and comfortably tanned, but still white. His face is warm, but slightly long. And he keeps his facial hair in very good order, while paying almost no attention to his messy haircut. His hair is a vibrant shade of blonde. He has an elegant, yet small eye tattooed on his left wrist, a family symbol representing intellect and understanding.
Style: Wears a single glove on his right hand. And tends to wear cotton shirts and jeans for both casual and combat situations. However, he also wears a light metal plate around his chest to protect his gut from bullet and knife attacks. Aside from that, he has little to no protection in order to grant him as much flexibility and mobility as possible. He also has a lucky jacket that he’ll wear when he feels the need to.
Occupation: Pilot (Makes his money making trips transporting goods, such as medical supplies, food, and people from point A to B). While also willingly taking up any mercenary style odd-job tasks for the excitement. Previously was a farmhand on home terra.
Weapon: His personal long-distance rifle outfitted with a laser-sighted scope and a removable silencer, affectionately named Malice. It has a blocking crystal, which can cancel out the power of another crystal for a short amount of time. He also has a sidearm pulse revolver (functions similarly to the archaic six-shooter style, but fires charges from small battery packs) that has a blizzard crystal, increasing the penetration power of the shots, which also increases the kickback, which provides more fatigue for the user and accuracy becomes hard to grasp with multiple quick shots.
Vehicle: Pilots a dark blue mark III skimmer, with the family eye crudely painted on both wings. It looks like it may be missing parts standard to most mark III skimmers, but this was probably intentional in increase maneuverability and speed.
Personality: Extremely laid back, almost to the point of being lazy, while having a generally happy-go-lucky attitude. Though both drinking and the lack of action will force his ego and energy to swell, usually resulting in poor decision making. Also has a strong sense of moral justice and believes in caring for the individual being. He is also quite cautious and will nervously crack jokes and sarcasm in heated situations to try and calm his own nerves or those of his allies. In calmer situations he has a friendly attitude and a good sense of humor. Due to a personal loss he will not tolerate leaving any friend behind in a heated situation. He is extremely loyal to those he sees as his friends (which are actually a great many people he gets to meet and work with). And has a tight bond with his protective older sister. He doesn’t know of any barrier or reason that he should avoid talking with anybody he sees, but tends to trust his first impression of people unforgivingly. Feels inclined to aid those in need, but may hesitate at first. Also not greedy, but can be swayed by money without much difficulty. Hates spicy food.
Hobbies: He enjoys monster movies and likes to tinker with mechanical devices. He also makes a habit of trying to create new foods in his cooking. (Though some are unsure if he just claims this to be a fact or if he is just really terrible at making edible food).
Relationships: Has a close tie with his protective older sister, has a number of random connections with passengers he has ferried and mechanics he has worked with. Doesn’t have any notable enemies. Becomes a great companion to Tobias (P-17) eventually.
History: Spent most of his early life on a farm on a mostly unknown terra in Central Atmos with his family. His father was in a small trading group around the time Vince was eighteen, and was killed by raiding pirates simply because the rest of his crew were too cowardly to rescue him. After hearing the news, Vince’s mother developed severe depression and eventually faded away, leaving him and his older sister together alone.
He personally got restless and decided to take up the space trade himself, leaving his sister at home to tend to the farm. He quickly became skilled in piloting skimmers and offered his talents up for escorting trade ships. As he worked, he found that he had a distinct need for action, so he began taking up more dangerous missions and training himself as a marksman for infantry work. Just as he became a natural pilot, he found he had a knack for sniping. He decided to start taking up more dangerous missions and eventually just classified himself as a mercenary.
--Also note the current RP I'm in, Bar Stories, is something along the lines of an origin story. The Vincent described here is much older, while the one in Bar Stories is about eight or nine years younger.--
Species: Human, No affiliation- however, morally driven and loyal to personal friend's causes.
Sex: Male
Age: 27
Eyes: Bright green eyes, and 20-18 vision.
Height: 5”10
Body: Lanky, almost in the same way a scarecrow is. No defining muscular definition, and comfortably tanned, but still white. His face is warm, but slightly long. And he keeps his facial hair in very good order, while paying almost no attention to his messy haircut. His hair is a vibrant shade of blonde. He has an elegant, yet small eye tattooed on his left wrist, a family symbol representing intellect and understanding.
Style: Wears a single glove on his right hand. And tends to wear cotton shirts and jeans for both casual and combat situations. However, he also wears a light metal plate around his chest to protect his gut from bullet and knife attacks. Aside from that, he has little to no protection in order to grant him as much flexibility and mobility as possible. He also has a lucky jacket that he’ll wear when he feels the need to.
Occupation: Pilot (Makes his money making trips transporting goods, such as medical supplies, food, and people from point A to B). While also willingly taking up any mercenary style odd-job tasks for the excitement. Previously was a farmhand on home terra.
Weapon: His personal long-distance rifle outfitted with a laser-sighted scope and a removable silencer, affectionately named Malice. It has a blocking crystal, which can cancel out the power of another crystal for a short amount of time. He also has a sidearm pulse revolver (functions similarly to the archaic six-shooter style, but fires charges from small battery packs) that has a blizzard crystal, increasing the penetration power of the shots, which also increases the kickback, which provides more fatigue for the user and accuracy becomes hard to grasp with multiple quick shots.
Vehicle: Pilots a dark blue mark III skimmer, with the family eye crudely painted on both wings. It looks like it may be missing parts standard to most mark III skimmers, but this was probably intentional in increase maneuverability and speed.
Personality: Extremely laid back, almost to the point of being lazy, while having a generally happy-go-lucky attitude. Though both drinking and the lack of action will force his ego and energy to swell, usually resulting in poor decision making. Also has a strong sense of moral justice and believes in caring for the individual being. He is also quite cautious and will nervously crack jokes and sarcasm in heated situations to try and calm his own nerves or those of his allies. In calmer situations he has a friendly attitude and a good sense of humor. Due to a personal loss he will not tolerate leaving any friend behind in a heated situation. He is extremely loyal to those he sees as his friends (which are actually a great many people he gets to meet and work with). And has a tight bond with his protective older sister. He doesn’t know of any barrier or reason that he should avoid talking with anybody he sees, but tends to trust his first impression of people unforgivingly. Feels inclined to aid those in need, but may hesitate at first. Also not greedy, but can be swayed by money without much difficulty. Hates spicy food.
Hobbies: He enjoys monster movies and likes to tinker with mechanical devices. He also makes a habit of trying to create new foods in his cooking. (Though some are unsure if he just claims this to be a fact or if he is just really terrible at making edible food).
Relationships: Has a close tie with his protective older sister, has a number of random connections with passengers he has ferried and mechanics he has worked with. Doesn’t have any notable enemies. Becomes a great companion to Tobias (P-17) eventually.
History: Spent most of his early life on a farm on a mostly unknown terra in Central Atmos with his family. His father was in a small trading group around the time Vince was eighteen, and was killed by raiding pirates simply because the rest of his crew were too cowardly to rescue him. After hearing the news, Vince’s mother developed severe depression and eventually faded away, leaving him and his older sister together alone.
He personally got restless and decided to take up the space trade himself, leaving his sister at home to tend to the farm. He quickly became skilled in piloting skimmers and offered his talents up for escorting trade ships. As he worked, he found that he had a distinct need for action, so he began taking up more dangerous missions and training himself as a marksman for infantry work. Just as he became a natural pilot, he found he had a knack for sniping. He decided to start taking up more dangerous missions and eventually just classified himself as a mercenary.
--Also note the current RP I'm in, Bar Stories, is something along the lines of an origin story. The Vincent described here is much older, while the one in Bar Stories is about eight or nine years younger.--
