Post by shadowk18 on Jan 13, 2015 18:10:10 GMT -5
General Information
Name: Jessica Strider
Nickname: Nurse
Age: 21
Orientation: Bisexual
Appearance:
Height: 5'7"
Clothing preference: Jessica prefers to wear to wear black denim pants and green t-shirts under a long black trench coat
Special markings: Jessica has a tattoo on her right shoulder of a clenched skeletal fist with word below it reading "Never left behind"
Weapon: Beretta M93 (pistol) FN FAL (Modified rifle) FP-45 (emergency pistol)
Ability: Medical Preparedness, When Jessica see someone get injured she can, through medical knowledge, assess the severity of the injury within seconds.
Specialty in combat: Rifleman, Medic
Role in organization: Assassin, Medical Expert
Relations
Mother: Jane Strider (Deceased)
Father: John Strider (Deceased)
Siblings/Other: none
History
Short background:
Jessica was born into the world under poor circumstances. Her family was homeless and were forced to drift from town to town. There was few for any of them to eat but what could eat came out of the garbage. Her parents knew this was no way for a child to live both had no other choice. They only they had as a home were several boxes that were patched up with various newspapers. While her parents were less than optimistic, Jessica kept hope she would always look to the skies and dream of flying like the many birds she would see.
As soon as she could Jessica joined the military. She heard of many great opportunities that were given to military veterans and she knew that she could do something. While training was cruel and the conditions were poor she pulled through. She always looked to the end of the day and the nice cot she got to sleep in. She enjoyed boot camp not for the training, but for the people she met. She enjoyed to talking to the other recruits and hearing about the different cultures they came from and the different reasons they joined the military.
Jessica became a medic and a pilot in the army. She unfortunately was always away from the front line mending the wounded and fueling the jets. While boring she did what was demanded of her. One day though, she heard reports of several soldiers taken prisoner. She didn't do anything until she heard that there were no plans to rescue them. This immediately angered her. Jessica went under her commanding officers got geared up and stole a jet to rescue them.
The rescue mission was troublesome for Jessica. Her jet was shot down she was close to the hostage area. Left with only her rifle and some medical supplies she managed to sneak in and free the hostage. When they tried to sneak out the facility was on full alert. Jessica and her newly constructed fought their out of the camp. The loud repetitive thunder of of automatic fire was a frequent sound they heard. After a few firefight, Jessica realized that she went into this half-blind. She didn't plan anything. In one of the brief free moments she had she organized a plan with her team and appointed each their own role, herself being the medic. They plotted out an escaped route and tried to stick to the less patrolled areas. They met few enemies on their way out now and few injuries were sustained.
Once on the outside Jessica realized another problem, she was lost and her plane crashed. They had to wander through the vast deserts for hours before reaching a small outpost. It was deserted save for a radio and some rations and a map. Jessica tried to radio back to base but was met with static. They all look at the map and saw that an American base near. The walk their was brutal and blazing hot, most of the time nearly passed out from heat exhaustion by the time they arrive at the base.
Though Jessica managed to save all of the captured soldiers she was discharged for her actions. She returned to America with little to welcome her aside from a airport filled with strangers. Her parents both died on the streets while she was away and she had a time finding work of any kind. She wandered the country doing what she could to find a home.
Personality: Jessica can be seen as a kind soul. She'll do nearly anything for her friends and comrades. Her heart has made her an excellent surgeon always thinking of what is more convenient to the patience even if it mean more work for herself. Jessica has always been prepared for medical emergencies. After her time in the military Jessica has always carried a small medical kit.
Likes:
- Medicine
- Grapes
- Flying
Dislikes:
- Sand
- Peaches
- The smell of smoke
Strengths:
- Medical operations
- Piloting Aircraft
- Medium range marksman
Weaknesses:
- Lack of subtlety
- Rarely takes head shots
- Lack luster melee
And Everything Else
Additional info: Always carries a med kit on her.
RP Sample: For Jessica today started out ordinary... as ordinary as a surgeon in the military can be. She woke and was greeted after breakfast to the sound of wounded soldiers and hurried nurses. The next several hours were filled with Jessica from one operation to another. Most of the injuries were shrapnel and gunshots but the worst were the ones who arrived with missing limbs, blown off from an explosion of some source. Jessica felt sad towards these unfortunate individuals. She understood that they would return home physically less than when they left. Her sympathies were sometimes met with adrenaline fueled aggression. All the same she wished them luck with their future and sent them on their way. The day took a slightly different turn when she heard several soldiers were captured out in the field. She shrugged it off assuming Central Command would organize a rescue mission and bring them back. Jessica was shock to discover that Central Command would do nothing and leave them for dead. Jessica went to Command and asked their reasoning to abandoning the soldiers, she was met with some bullshit about resources. She her aggravation Jessica stole a jet to attempt her own rescue mission. The airline guides attempted to stop her but were forced out of the runway. She approached the base that the soldiers were being held and a thought accord to her How am I landing? she thought. Right after her thought finished an alert sounded that a missile was headed for her. Her last thoughts before the missile connect were And today started out boring.
Weapon:
FN FAL ( th00.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/f/2012/034/d/a/fn_fal_7_62_by_fuloljk-d4okh9p.jpg )
Beretta M93 ( www.militaryfactory.com/smallarms/imgs/beretta-model-93r.jpg )
FP-45 Liberator ( upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/3/34/Musee-de-lArmee-IMG_1038.jpg/220px-Musee-de-lArmee-IMG_1038.jpg )
