Post by vollin on Mar 22, 2012 18:35:30 GMT -5
Syntax : Initialize Dasea Brief...
Name : Vollin Sfain
Age: 34
Occupation: U.S.S Echo Team, "Apache"
Weapons:
M9 Handgun - Nine Millimeter. Fifteen Rounds, Excluding Chamber. Laser Sight & Flashlight Attachment.
Knife Pouch: Holster on each thigh, housing Four Spades. ( CQC Knives with horizontal handles. The blade and handle being all one piece. )
Equipment:
550 Chord: Ten feet. - Military Issue Chord, similar to a shoe-lace. Carbon fibers and polymer meshing make it extremely durable and able to hold up to 550 Lbs. Hence the name.
Appearance: Around Five Feet, eleven inches tall. Weighing in at around One Hundred and Ninety Two pounds of pure muscle from years of grizzly conditioning. His muscle, however, is very dense and compact, leaving him mildly thin and athletic.
Facial Features :Vollin's face is aged and pale. It paints a visage of years behind a mask or beneath a helmet. His eyes are of a dark brown, near deep enough to be considered black. His hair is of a dark black and usually slicked back, though it is only around an inch or so long. This causes the hair to stick up a touch, similar to hair spikes, facing backwards. Beneath his right eye is a scar from the dimple of his nose to just under his right ear, the tan scar is virtually the only color in his face.
Personality: All that matters, is the skill of the hunter. No emotion is needed in the art of war, for the superior artist shall use the blood of his foe to paint the canvas. Vollin has believed this for years, to fight for his life against the most dangerous game is the only thrill he has ever sought after. But he is not without honor. He will not kill anyone, or anything that poses no threat to him.
History: Vollin served in the Israel Special forces. Otherwise known as the "Mossad" from the age of twenty, until his discharge from the military. It was believed that he'd been discharged due to a war crime committed during his last tour of duty. In all actuality, Vollin simply moved up to a better job.
In specific, Echo Team Leader. Over the last few months working with Umbrella, Vollin learned the difference between Humans and B.O.Ws very quickly. Humans were fragile and weak, yet they possessed the will to survive. Whilst B.O.Ws were strong and knew no pain, but they were mindless and fool-harder. His first major mission would be to drop back into Raccoon City. Ground Zero... and start what was to be called "Operation : Nightshade"
Introduction: "Alright, Corporal. We're just over the city now." yelled the captain as Vollin strapped on his parachute, rendering the thumbs up as he ran back toward the rear of the aircraft. As he approached the door, his com link staticed in. "Apache, this is command, copy?" He leapt out the open cargo door with no hesitation, speaking to command as he fell. "Go for team leader"
"We have intel on your primary target. Call in when you land for mission specs. Command out" His shoot roared open as he guided himself toward the familiar shape of an Umbrella atop a hellipad. Coming to a landing in the midst of Raccoon city. Immediately after releasing his parachute, Vollin turned and faced the Roof's access door, on the off chance the infected heard his arrival atop umbrella's Arklay laboratory.
[ There we are.]
Name : Vollin Sfain
Age: 34
Occupation: U.S.S Echo Team, "Apache"
Weapons:
M9 Handgun - Nine Millimeter. Fifteen Rounds, Excluding Chamber. Laser Sight & Flashlight Attachment.
Knife Pouch: Holster on each thigh, housing Four Spades. ( CQC Knives with horizontal handles. The blade and handle being all one piece. )
Equipment:
550 Chord: Ten feet. - Military Issue Chord, similar to a shoe-lace. Carbon fibers and polymer meshing make it extremely durable and able to hold up to 550 Lbs. Hence the name.
Appearance: Around Five Feet, eleven inches tall. Weighing in at around One Hundred and Ninety Two pounds of pure muscle from years of grizzly conditioning. His muscle, however, is very dense and compact, leaving him mildly thin and athletic.
Facial Features :Vollin's face is aged and pale. It paints a visage of years behind a mask or beneath a helmet. His eyes are of a dark brown, near deep enough to be considered black. His hair is of a dark black and usually slicked back, though it is only around an inch or so long. This causes the hair to stick up a touch, similar to hair spikes, facing backwards. Beneath his right eye is a scar from the dimple of his nose to just under his right ear, the tan scar is virtually the only color in his face.
Personality: All that matters, is the skill of the hunter. No emotion is needed in the art of war, for the superior artist shall use the blood of his foe to paint the canvas. Vollin has believed this for years, to fight for his life against the most dangerous game is the only thrill he has ever sought after. But he is not without honor. He will not kill anyone, or anything that poses no threat to him.
History: Vollin served in the Israel Special forces. Otherwise known as the "Mossad" from the age of twenty, until his discharge from the military. It was believed that he'd been discharged due to a war crime committed during his last tour of duty. In all actuality, Vollin simply moved up to a better job.
In specific, Echo Team Leader. Over the last few months working with Umbrella, Vollin learned the difference between Humans and B.O.Ws very quickly. Humans were fragile and weak, yet they possessed the will to survive. Whilst B.O.Ws were strong and knew no pain, but they were mindless and fool-harder. His first major mission would be to drop back into Raccoon City. Ground Zero... and start what was to be called "Operation : Nightshade"
Introduction: "Alright, Corporal. We're just over the city now." yelled the captain as Vollin strapped on his parachute, rendering the thumbs up as he ran back toward the rear of the aircraft. As he approached the door, his com link staticed in. "Apache, this is command, copy?" He leapt out the open cargo door with no hesitation, speaking to command as he fell. "Go for team leader"
"We have intel on your primary target. Call in when you land for mission specs. Command out" His shoot roared open as he guided himself toward the familiar shape of an Umbrella atop a hellipad. Coming to a landing in the midst of Raccoon city. Immediately after releasing his parachute, Vollin turned and faced the Roof's access door, on the off chance the infected heard his arrival atop umbrella's Arklay laboratory.
[ There we are.]