Post by Formosa on Mar 7, 2009 11:54:25 GMT -5
Furcadia Name: Formosa.
Gender: Female.
Age: 23.
Marital Status: Single and open.
Description (copy word for word your character's desc): > The young woman had a harsh, determined face. Her quicksilver eyes had a wild look behind them, as though they might just snap if left untamed for a mere minute. Hair was a warm mahogany, cut in a side crop to leave revealed the three studs in her exposed ear. Clothes appeared to be some sort of fatigues, consisting of a cream zippered jumpsuit dotted with pins and commendations. Over it was worn a burgundy biker jacket, which was matched with over-the-knee-boots of the same color.
Weapons: She carries two EG-700002's in a harness under her jacket. They are basic pistols, with little or no special attributes to speak of.
Skills: Has exemplary repair and construction skills when it comes to the creation of mechs, pods and ships, and internal mechanisms of ships. Knows a lot about computers as well; decent virus tracking skills and firewalling abilities.
What Can You Offer USAF: A good pair of hands, and a decent roleplayer looking to have a good time.
Why Do You Want To Join USAF: Been a while since I've military or Sci-Fi roleplayed, and this continuity looks like a good one.
How Many Times A Week Are You On: Usually every night depending on homework (in high school), typically from the hours of 5PM-9PM FST.
What Area Would You Want To Be In (Medical, Spec. Ops. General, etc): Mechanical - Mechanic, or Bridge - Communications.
Roleplay Sample: Formosa sat straight up in the swivelling chair overlooking the hangar. She drummed her fingers on the metallic balustrade, grinning to herself. 'If only to get a closer look at those ships,' she thought wantonly. They were beautiful, and they were expensive; probably the very best the Fleet had to offer. It wasn't that she wanted to pilot or fly in one. Formosa wanted to see the insides, the very intricate bowels of the compact vessel. As her superior strode up, the young woman snapped out of her daze. "Your instructions, sir?"
Gender: Female.
Age: 23.
Marital Status: Single and open.
Description (copy word for word your character's desc): > The young woman had a harsh, determined face. Her quicksilver eyes had a wild look behind them, as though they might just snap if left untamed for a mere minute. Hair was a warm mahogany, cut in a side crop to leave revealed the three studs in her exposed ear. Clothes appeared to be some sort of fatigues, consisting of a cream zippered jumpsuit dotted with pins and commendations. Over it was worn a burgundy biker jacket, which was matched with over-the-knee-boots of the same color.
Weapons: She carries two EG-700002's in a harness under her jacket. They are basic pistols, with little or no special attributes to speak of.
Skills: Has exemplary repair and construction skills when it comes to the creation of mechs, pods and ships, and internal mechanisms of ships. Knows a lot about computers as well; decent virus tracking skills and firewalling abilities.
What Can You Offer USAF: A good pair of hands, and a decent roleplayer looking to have a good time.
Why Do You Want To Join USAF: Been a while since I've military or Sci-Fi roleplayed, and this continuity looks like a good one.
How Many Times A Week Are You On: Usually every night depending on homework (in high school), typically from the hours of 5PM-9PM FST.
What Area Would You Want To Be In (Medical, Spec. Ops. General, etc): Mechanical - Mechanic, or Bridge - Communications.
Roleplay Sample: Formosa sat straight up in the swivelling chair overlooking the hangar. She drummed her fingers on the metallic balustrade, grinning to herself. 'If only to get a closer look at those ships,' she thought wantonly. They were beautiful, and they were expensive; probably the very best the Fleet had to offer. It wasn't that she wanted to pilot or fly in one. Formosa wanted to see the insides, the very intricate bowels of the compact vessel. As her superior strode up, the young woman snapped out of her daze. "Your instructions, sir?"
