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05:22:57 - LCpl. Vito 'Gay Cowboy' Dominiko[LOOC]: gotta take the pizza out 05:22:58 - LCpl. Vito 'Gay Cowboy' Dominiko[LOOC]: brb 05:23:25 - Cpl. Sarah Redbrick[LOOC]: high ass nig taking his pizza out for a walk n shit. 05:23:27 - Spc. Charlie Timms[LOOC]: *Bang* The pizza is taken out. 05:23:31 - Sgt. Patrick Stevenson[LOOC]: lol

Charlie Timms

Charlie Timms. Please.

[AdminLog] 03:20:11 - [ic]Luther W. Taylor: Do you know the way? [AdminLog] 03:20:40 - [ic]Sabine Bilodeau: De wae to where Captain? [AdminLog] 03:20:51 - [ic]Luther W. Taylor: To the Sanctuary [AdminLog] 03:21:38 - [ic]Sabine Bilodeau: Indeed I do. A place I have been to a handful of times. [AdminLog] 03:21:32 - Xalphox used /radio. Arguments were Listen to me... I am the Captain now

Done.

Done & done.

Name:Charlie Timms D.O.B.: 14.07.2270 Gender: Male Kin: Father: Jason Timms, 43, alive, carpenter Mother: Selena Timms, 45, alive, teacher Brother: Jerome Timms, 25, alive, carpenter Sister in law: Tina Smith, 25 alive, nurse Sister: Elena Smith, 22, alive, soldier Homeworld: Terra Eye colour: Green Skin colour: Black Hair colour: Black Rank: Spc. Role: Engineer Backstory: Charlie grew up with his parents back at Terra until he was 11 years old. At that time, his father opened his own carpentry workshop at Hesperus, which made him quite wealthy. Charlie always had average grades and learned after high school carpentry. Some years after the successful apprenticeship, he was bored with the job, and was happy to hear, that his parents were not against him joining federal service. He enlisted with 24 and was assigned the 142nd after boot camp. There he did prove himself to the unit and was promoted to Sergeant after 4 years. After 2 more years, his squad ran into a trap, in which most of his Men were slaughtered by sanctuary troopers. He and Private survived with a lot of luck and recognisance training. After re-attaching to bis unit, Charlie was charged with the Article 104. He was able to defend himself against the allegations and took two months LOA before deciding to become an engineer. He was allowed that and was assigned to the 112th Engineering Detachment. Relationships(Ask to be added): Cait 'Teddy' Donovon Teddy is a cute medic, not gonna lie. Quite up for some jokes, but one of these 'talkers'. She says she wants to improve, but for now, I can not tell how serious she takes that herself. Gonna stick around her and see how things develop and how she honestly does her job. Till now it seemed nice how she dealt with minor injuries. Eric Shepard Dumb goon, good for morale. That is it. George R McCarthy Another cute medic! God damit, going Engineering might have been wrong. Anyways, his personality seems quite kind and is nice to be talked to. Up for my jokes, I presume and really offering to people. I honestly wanna know more about this guy, will not lie. Joe Kalas A dude... who is an engineer... and a Specialist... I don't know what to think of him yet, we will see. Sylase "Fucker" Freeman Funny & nice dude. He knows when to play serious and when not to, a guy I would entrust my life. Allways and at any time. Tzipora Bronson Our Senior Specialist, eh... from what I know, she is certificated in Sapper and Munitions. Either she is damn good in these or I do not understand her position. But I like her. Nice to chat with and did not try to use the additional S on me, so I see forward to be working with you. Vito "Gay Cowboy" Dominiko The guys a good lad. That is it. He means great, always shows his dedication, but sadly hasn't any talent as an NCO in my eyes. I like him, as a friend, but I would not call him a great leader, rather the opposite. But all he can do is keep trying to be the best and that is to admire. Never stop, friend, you are talent is only the floor on which skills are built.

T I M M S !!!!!!

If thats all you going for, the relationship will go straight on into a wall.

You shot here! Soooo.... thats a yes from me.

Infront of you lays a handwritten letter. Multiple copies of it can be found around the ship. This letter is addressed to and about Staff Sergeant A. Vickers, Sergeant T. Hughes, Corporal H. Clenmore, Lance Corporal F. AgterEekte, Lance Corporal G. Seraphim, Privat J. Barnabe and lastly myself. On the 17th of August, 2298, these just named were sent onto the planet Perxies. We were informed to find someone and take them out. How was not important. But it did not go that way. The weather stood against us from the beginning. An always us exhausting cold, which we were warned for. But no warning could have saved us from what happened down there. The moment we left the dropship, this cold started nagging on us all, slowly and constantly exhausting us. The few moments inside of houses were almost no relieving. The only thing they did is, break our immune system, laying off its guard, before going back into the cold. The constant walking, fighting and running did not make it any easier. At all times, we were busy staying alive, just to fight on and find out more about why we are actually there and what this insurgency actually means. Let's hope that it was worth it. But the big boom came when we knew it was time to call it a day when it was time to go home. Only then we realised, that our LRR did not have what was needed to reach the Grant above the planet. Our only option was the info of some dude who was from the area. He told us about a radio tower, that we desperately tried to reach, and with a hard time did. But the way there was hard and full of obstacles. And if only one member of this squad would not have been there, then we wouldn't be standing in the Grant once more. Vickers - You led us through this frozen hell and proofed not only why you are where you are, but that you are MI. Not stopping and pushing on, she showed what it means to lead. Keeping a cold head and optimism, when death is smiling upon us all. Hughes - We both climbed the tower in the end. After all this shit, we knew that this last challenge of courage and pure control over ourselves was the last test of surviving this frozen nightmare. And I tell you, we did not see any reason to hold back. It was our duty as members of the squad, and this dedication to our duties is what kept and will keep us going. Clenmore - You were by fast the fittest and fastest till the end, and knowing this, you did us a great deal. You scouted ahead and did help out anywhere you could, just there always and helping. It was good, knowing that where I would go, sleepy and exhausted, you checked the area and knew it to be safe. AgterEekte - You were, almost literally, the backbone of this squad. You were back and making sure, that not one of us had the chance to fall out of line. You kept us together in a storm, that made it hard enough to keep yourself together. And I thank you for that. Seraphim - You carried a man, in your situation for a majority of the escape. You were there and showed that no one is to be left behind, that nothing is standing above the life of a comrade. You showed us that we all can make it, and therefore will make it. This was an infinite boost of morale, something we needed at the time the most. Barnabe - I honestly did not think, that you would make it. When you were in the water, in this damn cold water, I was certain that the Grimm Reaper would get you. But he did not. With the help of the squad and seemingly your will to live, you fought through. This was honestly inspiring and showed again: No one is to be seen as death until their dog tag is in your hands and they won't stop you from taking it. Sincerely, Charly Timms

She thought good of him, a solid man and leader, working before he told others to work.

She dead... If you wanna know what she thought about you char, ask me in person too lazy to write that down.

21:40:23 - Dango, prepare to fire a proton torpedo directly at us. [AdminLog] 21:40:23 - Rook used /event. Arguments were Dango, prepare to fire a proton torpedo directly at us. KeyValues Error: RecursiveLoadFromBuffer: got } in key in file models/cire992/props/kitchen04.mdl mdlkeyvalue, 21:40:29 - Fuck me [AdminLog] 21:40:29 - Rook used /event. Arguments were Fuck

IC: Combat Engineer Detachment Application of Interest Name: Kibe Moe Physical Age: 19 Race: Mongoloid Gender: Female Eye Color: Black Hair Color: Black Height: 5'3 (163 cm) Weight: 154 lbs (70 kg) Employment & Background Current Rank: Pfc. Educational History: Barley passed High School with a GPA of 3.9 Criminal Record: N/a Employment History: School -> Service. Service Record: Rct., Pft., Pfc., Transfer to the 112th. OOC: Character's College Explanation: N/a Server Time: 5+ months Roleplay History: 10+ years, started with WC3, then Gmd DarkRP, some Clone Wars, Black Mesa & Stargate Roleplay & many, many more.

01:42:30 - 2Spc. Thomas Constantinos: I'm not actually gay. I was fucking with you. 01:42:39 - LCpl. Johnny Smith: That would make you gay.

Update Finch!

Update Finch, boi.

Nvm, retarded, did not save

Face claim: Theme: Basic Information: Last Name: König First Name: Tina Aliases: N/a D.O.B.: 23.04.2275 Current Rank: Master Specialist Kin: Father: Philipp König Mother: Sabine König Brother: Andrè König Brother: Alex König Bodyfeatues: Eye Colour: Brown Hair Colour: Redish Hight: 5'1 Weight: ~165 Left foot: Modern BT, starting below knee Medical Record: Steped on a mine once, face took most of the explosion head on, was uncounsious. Scars remain and are healing. Frag grenad landed near her, left foot blow of as she tried running to cover, part of the left leg was not safeable either. BT remains on her. Ripped open belly by bug, survived with mostly luck. One big scar remainins on belly after treatment. Carrer: Recruit after bootcamp, arriving on the Grant as a new member of the 112th. Private after first drop. 3Spc. as part of joining the Marine Corps. on board. 2Spc. after Provost Certification and general good conduct. 1Spc. after close protection & interogation courses alongside more general good conduct. Pfc. after Marines being disabendend. Denied the rank of LCpl. Spc. for joining the Weapons Specialists in the CQC branch. MSpc. was allready offerd, but was denied. MSpc. while taking lead of CQC Branch. Personal Relationships(No colours; ask to be added; Use a quesiton(Example: What do you think off XYZ ?). Makes it a bit more interesting; In alphabetical order):

F. Faust.

Update Finch, pl0x.

Please Update the criminal Finch.

Update Finch, please.

Finch, pl0x.