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Not at all as good as i wanted it to be.

right, also, my comp decided it couldn't save the whole image, so until i get that fixed, if you want a closer look at the guns, they're here [link] and here [link]

Name: Dan (Grasshopper)
Age: 21
Weight: 135 lbs
Height: 6'2"

Summoning item:
Leather gloves. Reach out, grab at air. Turns out I've grabbed my character, who materializes around where i grabbed them.

Personality:
I'm like an onion. I have lots of layers, each equally as unpleasant as the last. Obviously, nobody can really be trusted to talk about themselves, but i have a low enough opinion of me that you can at least be sure i can get no worse. My low self esteem carries over into conversations (however short, and unpleasant they may be) with others. Almost everybody thought i hated them upon first meeting me. Honestly, i don't really hate anybody. Hate takes a lot of energy, and frankly i don't think people are worth it. I'm an acquired taste, like wine, only you don't look sophisticated by hanging out with me. I rarely have anything good to say about anything, but that doesn't mean i talk trash. If i've got nothing good to say, i keep my mouth shut for the most part (hence the poor conversation skills). I know a little about everything, and a lot about nothing, but i don't talk about stuff i don't know, so i usually come across intelligent... or just a douche. Probably the latter.
I suppose the most important bit about my personality is i feel emotion on a different scale than most people. Most people have the "Love-Hate" scale. I have the "Like-Dislike" scale. For example, i like my mom. Nuff said.

Weapons:
-Remington 700 rifle. I'm shooting 30-06 ammunition, but my gun can take the .308 caliber rounds Julia uses, so there's plenty of spares to go around. Not to mention i'm packing a few boxes of extras.
-MP7 PDW. It fires the DM11 Penetrator 4.6X30mm round. For those of you who don't know, that's an armor piercing round.
-Hunting Knife. Nothing special. Just a knife.

Abilities: (just the ones that mean shit in a fight)
-Good shot. A damn good shot. I can hit a quarter at 300 yards. But you needn't worry about that. I'll be aiming center mass. A torso is a lot easier to hit than a quarter.
-Tactician. I know small infantry tactics like nobody's business. I can sense traps and ambushes, and turn just about any situation to my advantage. I'm not sure if i picked it up playing chess, or if i've always been good at it, but i can read opponents decently well. Well enough to throw a monkey wrench in any plan they might have had. I like flanking.
-Adaptation. It might be tied into tactician, but it's worth a mention. Being able to read your environment and opponents means nothing if you can't react to them, and do it quickly. I know how to work with what i've got, going from nothing to a teleporting robot (yeah, Dove)

Fighting style:
In case you couldn't tell, i'm an out-fighter. The boxing term doesn't just refer to my hand to hand fighting (yes, boxing), but also where i tend to position myself and my team in a fight. If i have my way, i'll be sniping from a mildly elevated location, behind cover and as far away from the fight as possible. If fighting gets too close for me to use my rifle (effectively), I'll likely be flanking with the MP7. The first rule of hand to hand combat is avoid it like the plague. Oh, and being that it's an OCT, and people will be trying to murder me, (if i even get that far) by the second round i'll probably shoot at anybody who comes within my sights.
If i see you or your characters coming, and you manage to get up close to me, i probably deserve to get my ass kicked, (not that i don't know how to use that knife). Also, i've sparred with enough people heavier than me to know i don't stand a chance (unarmed) against somebody with more than 30-40 pounds on me.

Likes: Guns, flanking, challenges, dark stories, dark humor, coffee (black no sugar), whiskey, stupid people (to an extent).
Dislikes: Sweet things, people who talk a lot, arrogance, people telling me who i am, being told what i can and can't do, ignorance.

Side note: I might have painted too negative a picture of myself. The personality bit can be filled in and evened out by the way i act in my audition, which is completely based (and much of it is borrowed heavily) on real life. Also, while Dave and I are relatively intelligent people when we're apart... (well, at least i'm intelligent XD), we are FUCKING RETARDED when we're together. Not necessarily in thought process, but our conversations are dumb as a sack of bricks, and simple problems may or may not take a horrendously long time to solve. Not to mention we may or may not lose our ability to read and pronounce words properly. Tactically ,though, i'm unaffected (although positioning somebody unwilling to kill people in a firefight can be rather difficult). In case you hadn't noticed, we are polar opposites.

Description
Not at all as good as i wanted it to be.

right, also, my comp decided it couldn't save the whole image, so until i get that fixed, if you want a closer look at the guns, they're here [link] and here [link]

Name: Dan (Grasshopper)
Age: 21
Weight: 135 lbs
Height: 6'2"

Summoning item:
Leather gloves. Reach out, grab at air. Turns out I've grabbed my character, who materializes around where i grabbed them.

Personality:
I'm like an onion. I have lots of layers, each equally as unpleasant as the last. Obviously, nobody can really be trusted to talk about themselves, but i have a low enough opinion of me that you can at least be sure i can get no worse. My low self esteem carries over into conversations (however short, and unpleasant they may be) with others. Almost everybody thought i hated them upon first meeting me. Honestly, i don't really hate anybody. Hate takes a lot of energy, and frankly i don't think people are worth it. I'm an acquired taste, like wine, only you don't look sophisticated by hanging out with me. I rarely have anything good to say about anything, but that doesn't mean i talk trash. If i've got nothing good to say, i keep my mouth shut for the most part (hence the poor conversation skills). I know a little about everything, and a lot about nothing, but i don't talk about stuff i don't know, so i usually come across intelligent... or just a douche. Probably the latter.
I suppose the most important bit about my personality is i feel emotion on a different scale than most people. Most people have the "Love-Hate" scale. I have the "Like-Dislike" scale. For example, i like my mom. Nuff said.

Weapons:
-Remington 700 rifle. I'm shooting 30-06 ammunition, but my gun can take the .308 caliber rounds Julia uses, so there's plenty of spares to go around. Not to mention i'm packing a few boxes of extras.
-MP7 PDW. It fires the DM11 Penetrator 4.6X30mm round. For those of you who don't know, that's an armor piercing round.
-Hunting Knife. Nothing special. Just a knife.

Abilities: (just the ones that mean shit in a fight)
-Good shot. A damn good shot. I can hit a quarter at 300 yards. But you needn't worry about that. I'll be aiming center mass. A torso is a lot easier to hit than a quarter.
-Tactician. I know small infantry tactics like nobody's business. I can sense traps and ambushes, and turn just about any situation to my advantage. I'm not sure if i picked it up playing chess, or if i've always been good at it, but i can read opponents decently well. Well enough to throw a monkey wrench in any plan they might have had. I like flanking.
-Adaptation. It might be tied into tactician, but it's worth a mention. Being able to read your environment and opponents means nothing if you can't react to them, and do it quickly. I know how to work with what i've got, going from nothing to a teleporting robot (yeah, Dove)

Fighting style:
In case you couldn't tell, i'm an out-fighter. The boxing term doesn't just refer to my hand to hand fighting (yes, boxing), but also where i tend to position myself and my team in a fight. If i have my way, i'll be sniping from a mildly elevated location, behind cover and as far away from the fight as possible. If fighting gets too close for me to use my rifle (effectively), I'll likely be flanking with the MP7. The first rule of hand to hand combat is avoid it like the plague. Oh, and being that it's an OCT, and people will be trying to murder me, (if i even get that far) by the second round i'll probably shoot at anybody who comes within my sights.
If i see you or your characters coming, and you manage to get up close to me, i probably deserve to get my ass kicked, (not that i don't know how to use that knife). Also, i've sparred with enough people heavier than me to know i don't stand a chance (unarmed) against somebody with more than 30-40 pounds on me.

Likes: Guns, flanking, challenges, dark stories, dark humor, coffee (black no sugar), whiskey, stupid people (to an extent).
Dislikes: Sweet things, people who talk a lot, arrogance, people telling me who i am, being told what i can and can't do, ignorance.

Side note: I might have painted too negative a picture of myself. The personality bit can be filled in and evened out by the way i act in my audition, which is completely based (and much of it is borrowed heavily) on real life. Also, while Dave and I are relatively intelligent people when we're apart... (well, at least i'm intelligent XD), we are FUCKING RETARDED when we're together. Not necessarily in thought process, but our conversations are dumb as a sack of bricks, and simple problems may or may not take a horrendously long time to solve. Not to mention we may or may not lose our ability to read and pronounce words properly. Tactically ,though, i'm unaffected (although positioning somebody unwilling to kill people in a firefight can be rather difficult). In case you hadn't noticed, we are polar opposites.