By now a quarter sized disc of white fur rather high up on his neck was exposed. It�s perfectly symmetrical, indicative of a scar, and not some natural mark. As always the collar of his jacket is folded over neatly and the green on metallic silver white arm patches were clean and crisp, each thread of the embroidered cluster and Cornerian flag in it�s proper place. In fact his uniform was groomed with the same attention it seemed, the canvas like material of his jacket was straight and crisp. His jacket hung on his form with it�s sleeves reaching his wrists and the bottom seam came to his mid waist, leaving plenty of room for his thick olive drab belt to be exposed.
His belt is of standard issue, clasped tightly around his middle via a black metal buckle system in the middle. Being two inches thick with two rows of metal eyelets along the length, and of course twin drop leg tactical style holsters rest on his thighs, each filled with more then a handful of blaster and of course two straps from the holsters slid around his lower thighs as well. Two square pouches made of nylon like material also rest on his belt, held in place by loops and clasps that line up with the holes on his belt, each pack rested forward of the holsters, and each is of medium size. His belt is obviously of the load bearing verity.
He shifted again, his boots slid against the floor some what roughly, causing a dull grating sound while rubber soles cling a bit, aside from rubber his boots were made of leather and more nylon weave. They looked like pure black �jungle boots� and they came up high over his ankles to accept the legs of his olive drab jumpsuit. Offering a bit of a sigh he reached to pull the zipper of one of his slanted breast pockets open and slide that pad inside before slipping the pen like device in as well. This bid of display might also hint he�s not one of a literary persuasion, or perhaps his work weighed on him, both plausible answers. Standing up straighter he glanced towards the one watching him as he walked off, flicking that mid sized vulpine tail brush behind him, it too of average marking just like the rest of his form.
First and foremost I�d like to say this is a Beta description, version 2.0. I�m experimenting in style, so in other words it�s departure from my norm. If you wish to offer constructive criticism I�d love to hear it, though please do expect follow up questions.
This character was created years ago, six of them to be precise to explore the relationships between a technologically advanced furre, who�s knowledge and tech tree is based off the StarFox universe, Super Nintendo entertainment system cartridge (1993) and comic book (1992), NCST version. All references to �Great Fox, Rob, Krystal, And dinosaur planet� may or may not be acceptable for Role play.
I do not, nor is this character capable of �god moding�, �twinking�, or �power gaming.� However he does have specific strengths and weaknesses. Any exploitation of these strengths or weaknesses with out your character gaining knowledge of them through sanctioned RP actions will nullify your post. In other words you may use these basic stats as a bench mark only, and are to for you, the player to judge my character, nothing more unless it can be supported via a strong argument based on fact.
He has faster reflexes then your average furre. Think of this like dexterity +2 retroactive. Thanks to implants that serve as sort of a secondary nervous system, these can also be used as a crude computer interface, though no RP has ever presented an opportunity to use that feature.
He has a natural persuasion towards tactical and technologically based devices.
He has extensive military training and experience, this lends him to be a balanced logical fighter, effective and efficient. However this means his mind has already been reenforced against �superstitions� like �magic�. Some magic based characters may have an instant disliking towards him, and some magic based items may not react to or be triggered by his presence. He is also deeply loyal to the core values instilled upon him by the military, and is bound to Cornerian law. (Which states that it is illegal to take the life of another sentient, sophisticated being with out justification. Justifiable reasons would be considered self defence, or the defence of another being who�s clearly in eminent danger.) This of course means he has personality drains, and alignment/faction issues. Having lived a life of convince, or in other words a life style comparable to the average middle class American he lacks the brute strength, and stamina of the manual labor based society of Furcadia.
I Do not technically play by consent, however if a Rp is too unrealistic I reserve the right to move my presence from it, and maybe remove my presence from it�s entire timeline.
A word on combat..
I would prefer not to engage in such, as this is not the main role of my character, however I recognise the fact it may be unavoidable, which in that case by engaging him in combat you agree that he is and will remain (unless other wise dictated by fair role play) armed with energy based and or projectile weapons of a technologically advanced caliber. Including but not limited to his customary M-26 select fire blaster pistols, in which at least one if always set to a low (stun) setting, and both reserve the right to act as non lethal weapons. As well as one (on average) M-40 variant, an electronically controlled and fired, select fire, military rifle chambered in 6.8mm C+ (which closely resembles the 6.8mm SPC cartridge today.) When armed with a rifle, he usually carries a combat load of 180 rounds spanned over 6, 30 round magazines.
His clothing provides protection of modesty, to some extent shrapnel, as well as high cold, and fire for limited amounts of time. His helmet liner and goggles offer above average protection against fire, and some protection against extreme cold.
My character does have in his position, an armor system which may be configured in several different ways, however it�s rarely in his personal inventory due to weight constrictions. However should he be marching, or questing it�s more then likely he would take his flight helmet, treat it like you would any other helm with a little bit more protection against blunt trauma, but a little less durability.
His personal inventory also usually consists of a basic reusable medical kit, and a portable reusable plasma torch, both of which should be considered +3 or higher items, however are limited to one or two uses per day. He also has a few personal affects, though most of which are of little importance to a combat/adventure style RP.
I�ll have more consistent �stats� once I find a system that I like and stick with, I�m thinking about a D20 based �rifts� style.
.. I hope I�ve helped you understand my character a little bit better, and I hope we can have some wicked bad Rp�s too :P Feel free to whisper me any time, and if I�m AFK, I�ll get back to you. I do apologise if I come off as an elitist, or stickler, but generally I believe in strict RP continuity, while at the same time I believe RP�s should also be fun, and stress relievers not stress generators.