Post by Guillford Flavius on Apr 10, 2009 18:07:41 GMT
Name: Guillford Flavius
Age: 216
Designation:
Height: 6'11
Hair Color: Red, currently in a short mohawk design.
Physical Description:
Stand a little bit shorter then most of his other brother marines, Guillford come in at six foot eleven inches. A figure taht he does not really care about that much because it is beneath him. His body before he received his implants was already like a solid mass of rock. Which was very abnormally especially from the world he came from. Hie has bright red flaming hair that in his youth was worn with pride, its long length always flowing about him unless he was working. Which then it would be tied up in a pony tail.
The rest of his body is almost perfect. It was almost as if his body was chiseled from a piece of granite. His hands and most of his arms are littered from small cuts to medium sized burn scars. These being his reward for working at his uncles garage all the time when he should have been studying. He also carries a patch of synth-flesh on throat where he took some stray Ork Rockit shrapnel to the throat. He survived but his larynx was never wuite the same and he was given a mechanized vocal box. Which he hardly uses because he hates the metallic voice it gives him..
Personality:
From an early age frowning up on his home world and even now to this day Guillford keeps to himself. Only thing that contradicts this statements is when he is on a mission or in a training session with his fellow brothers. He developed this sense of lonesomeness when he was a a kid and on into his early teens. No fitting into school he would spend hours in his uncle's machine shop by himmself or out in the fields shooting his fathers Las Rifle when he had the chance. His unfortunate wound during the Armageddon Campaign's only made this quark of his worst.
Althoguh for being such a loner at times Guillford does have a great sense of duty. He believes first and foremost that it is his duty to protect his Emperor and and all his children. This being one of the very prominent traits that the Omega Marine recruiters picked up on when they first found young Guillford. To conclude enemies of the Emperor beware o this silent behemoth.
Equipment: Your characters basic equipment. This will change over time so its just a rough guideline. Below are both the scout and battle brother loadouts, delete as appropriate
Armour:
Mk. 7 'Imperator' Armour
- Heads-Up Display (HUD)
- Proximity Detection System
- Live-Feed Tactical Pict-Caster
- Orbit Data Feed
- InterSquad Vox link w/ External Address System
- Radiation Shielding
- Anti-Flare/Sound Dampening Autosenses
- Gas/Liquid tight Envrioment Seal
- 24 Hour Air Supply
- Servo-Assisted Load Carrying
- In-Field First-Aid System (Antiseptic/Liquid Painkiller Delivery)
- Waste Reclamation and Hydration System
Gear:
Standard Battle-Brother Equipment
- Personal Dataslate
- Position Marking Vox Beacons
- ChemLights
- Combat Rations
- Armour Repair Cement and Vac-Sealent
- FlexSteel Cord (100 ft) w/ Arrestor Gear and Mag-Grapple
- Grenade Dispenser
* 4x Frag
* 4x Krak
- Ammunition Dispenser
* 12x Pistol magazines or 10x Straight/Sickle magazines or 6x Drum/Duplus magazines
Weapons:
Mk. 5b 'Godwyn' Pattern Bolter
Combat Knife
Frag Grenades
Krak Grenades
History:
Early Life
Guillford on the Agriculture world of Castor V in the Segentum Solar sector of his Emperor's empire. Castor like most of the other Aggro worlds was a very lush place, with a very mineral rich environment. These planets would grow the food that would shuttled all about the galaxy to feed the Emperor's people. Though Cator V was known for supplying the great coven of Adeptus Astrates with their food supplies. A new chapter always coming in every year to reap the harvest.
It is here where Guillford was born. He grew up like most children at a local medical building in one of the many districts of the world. The building being surrounded by kilometers of farm land and maybe on PDF office for secruity purposes. As a pre-teen Guillford grew up working with his father and brothers out in the fields. He from an early age was deemed an outcast by those other children of his territory. Compared to the other boys his age he had a foot of height on all of them and was almost as tall as most of the adult men of his planet.
It was because of this that instead of going to the rare schooling lessons, Guillford would sneak to his uncle's machine shop or out to the fields with his father's Las rifle. Not wanting to bother those who should be getting an education Guillford deemed himself the scapegoat and decided it was worth it that they learned instead of he. It was during this time that he developed a sense of lonesomeness and a reluctance not to approach people that often. He did truly care for the people of his territory but just didn't wish to get into the way of their daily lives.
One day when it was the end of the harvest season, all of the territories celebrated with a festival. They all gathered to gether and ate and drank their fill before the next Chapter of Space Marine showed up to pick up their order. Guillford had gone with his family to the festival and immediately tried to stay out of site, That being a feat in itself was harder then one would think. While he tried to blend in with the surroundings he came upon the site of a boy being teased by some drunken men because of his weight. Not like this at all Guillford intervened.
A bad idea most people would think if they where in Guillfords position. He confronted the adults as the large child ran away only to soon find himself in a brawl with them. The large teen found himself holding his own very well ad he clubbed and punched his way through his opposition. He did not know that some of these drunkards were in fact PDF guards. Though the early arriving squad of Omega Marines did. They had arrived arly and wh=ere just coming up to the supply office when they came upon the site of this boy being ganged up by a bunch of farmers and some PDF guards.
They watched with great interest until the boy was clubbed in the side of the head with the butt of a Las pistol. He immediately fell to the ground in a dazes state and was soon being kicked and stomped on by the PDF guard who had downed him. " No so tough now are you", the guard mocked as he continued. This scene as funny as it was to a major of the crowd was soon over. A loud crack noise was heard and a few screams of women followed shortly after. Looking up in his dazed state Guillford saw a massive hole in the torso of the man beating him, the blood blasting out onto his own face before the guard fell down dead.
As Guillford shuffled the body off of him and slowly got up he came to the scene of a Space Marine clad in the black and white armor holding a smoking bolt pistol up still aimed in his direction. " What is the meaning of this...." where the only words he heard from his rescuer before he succumbed to the darkness and passed out. Guillford awoke sometime later in a strange environment. The air did not seem right and there was the sound of machines around him. he soon came to find out that he was aboard the strike cruiser of the Omega Marines chapter designated; Steadfast. Apparently they had saw his talent and bravery and had accepted him into the training program and where taking him to one of the battle barges where his life would forever change.
Omega Marine Scout Life
Guillford's training years were spent aboard the Proditor Nex. Where he and other boys like himself went through the most rigorus and dangerous training program ever conceived by man. The program was developed by the Emperor himself and was tweaked to say over the years by the different chapters that adopted its doctrines. The training was the stiff of nightmares for most Terrans. It was a torrential storm of physical, emotional, and mental trials that no child should ever go through.
As grueling as it was the boy fro the distant Aggro world of Castor V somehow survived and soon graduated the program being assigned to the 10th company of the chapter: The Scout Company. His superiors and training officers did not find him worthy of Battle Brother status quite yet. The wished for him to prove himself first in one of the most grueling assignments ever. It was at thsi time that he had received his implants and was soon sent on a many of missions that would shape his future for the years to come.
Guillford spent the next twenty-five odd some years in the reserve unit of his company. he spent this time honing his body and skill to perfection. His accuracy, strength and pure stamina reaching those levels of the rest of the brothers of hiss chapter. He soon was granted his first mission one of many. They where mainly scouting missions on Eldar worlds. His squad being sent out to collect position data on the enemy and killing any opposition when need be. He spent the next ninety years proving himself to his superiors and the rest of his company what he was made of. Through his tactical analysis and pure stamina do spend months if not years out in the enemies back yard with no communication with anyone but the brother laying beside him in the dirt and mud.
His greatest honor coming from his time spent fighting against the Genestealers on the hive world Hyberia. His squad being the ones sent out into the dangerous unknown to collect the data on the enemy and all their movements. This was instrumental in the Omega Marine's success in the campaign. He spent another fifty years or so going on a multitude of missions gaining experience and praise before the day that his chapter learned of the ill fate on Armageddon.
Armageddon Campaign
After that campaign Guillford was honored with the prize of his very own suit of power armor and was now a member of the third division of the Omega Marines. He Found himself again aboard the battle barge Proditor Nex again after almost 90 years away from the hulk of a ship. It was at this time that he battle barge and the first through fourth companies where called to the Armageddon campaign to help out the Imperial forces their against the Ork. A total of nine companies where sent to the fields of death. Guillford found his squad deployed with nine Dreadnoughts, lead by Brother Weylands, to support eight Dreadnoughts of the Angels Porphyr chapter in the defense of Gate IX, of the Ghattana Bay water processing plant.
His squad was to provide support to the Dreadnaughts by covering their flanks and weak spots. During the many great battles at that point Guillford was injured by a stray Rokit that exploded in front of him sending shrapnel everywhere. searing hot piece had found its way to his throat and lacerated his larynx and vocal cords before he removed it and his Larraman cells clogged up the wound until he could get to an apothecary. They fought bravely and soon held out against the horde Killa Kans and deff Dreads. The campaign soon was over and Guillford found his Chapter had suffered a great deal of loss.
He was soon siphoned from his squad over to the fourth who had lost over a staggering seventy-five percent of their company to those green monsters. it is his new home and its where he shall remain until the Emperor of men guides him else where.
Sample RP:
" Incoming", came the synthetic cry of the Dreadnaught before him. A rocket was heading straight for the group. The two marines and one Dreadnaught immediately scattered as the explosive projectile made its way to them. Not having enough time to Guillford Falvirus was caught in the blast. He was thrown backwards on to the hard ground. He should have been fine the rocket had pre-maturely detonated in front of him, his armor taking most of the damage, but it seemed a piece of shrapnel had got through. The Space Marine felt the pain in his throat as he sat up, he instinctively activated the medical sprays and other equipment in his armor to go to work as he yanked the piece of metal from his throat.
He did not make a sound as he pulled the jagged metal from his throat, it doing more damage as it came out. His Larraman cells automatically activating and closing the wound shut so no more of his precious life blood was lost. Next Guillford did what the Space Marines do best. he stood up and gave a signal that stated he was ok to the men of his group and picked up his bolter, taking out a Nob who had gotten closer while he was down and out. The shell ripping into the green skinned creature a few inches before exploding, turning the Ork's insides into pulverized meat.
The sound of the Dreadnoughts auto cannon drowned out the screams of the Nob as his group continues on to hold the one section of the gate off from the horde of green before them.
Age: 216
Designation:
Height: 6'11
Hair Color: Red, currently in a short mohawk design.
Physical Description:
Stand a little bit shorter then most of his other brother marines, Guillford come in at six foot eleven inches. A figure taht he does not really care about that much because it is beneath him. His body before he received his implants was already like a solid mass of rock. Which was very abnormally especially from the world he came from. Hie has bright red flaming hair that in his youth was worn with pride, its long length always flowing about him unless he was working. Which then it would be tied up in a pony tail.
The rest of his body is almost perfect. It was almost as if his body was chiseled from a piece of granite. His hands and most of his arms are littered from small cuts to medium sized burn scars. These being his reward for working at his uncles garage all the time when he should have been studying. He also carries a patch of synth-flesh on throat where he took some stray Ork Rockit shrapnel to the throat. He survived but his larynx was never wuite the same and he was given a mechanized vocal box. Which he hardly uses because he hates the metallic voice it gives him..
Personality:
From an early age frowning up on his home world and even now to this day Guillford keeps to himself. Only thing that contradicts this statements is when he is on a mission or in a training session with his fellow brothers. He developed this sense of lonesomeness when he was a a kid and on into his early teens. No fitting into school he would spend hours in his uncle's machine shop by himmself or out in the fields shooting his fathers Las Rifle when he had the chance. His unfortunate wound during the Armageddon Campaign's only made this quark of his worst.
Althoguh for being such a loner at times Guillford does have a great sense of duty. He believes first and foremost that it is his duty to protect his Emperor and and all his children. This being one of the very prominent traits that the Omega Marine recruiters picked up on when they first found young Guillford. To conclude enemies of the Emperor beware o this silent behemoth.
Equipment: Your characters basic equipment. This will change over time so its just a rough guideline. Below are both the scout and battle brother loadouts, delete as appropriate
Armour:
Mk. 7 'Imperator' Armour
- Heads-Up Display (HUD)
- Proximity Detection System
- Live-Feed Tactical Pict-Caster
- Orbit Data Feed
- InterSquad Vox link w/ External Address System
- Radiation Shielding
- Anti-Flare/Sound Dampening Autosenses
- Gas/Liquid tight Envrioment Seal
- 24 Hour Air Supply
- Servo-Assisted Load Carrying
- In-Field First-Aid System (Antiseptic/Liquid Painkiller Delivery)
- Waste Reclamation and Hydration System
Gear:
Standard Battle-Brother Equipment
- Personal Dataslate
- Position Marking Vox Beacons
- ChemLights
- Combat Rations
- Armour Repair Cement and Vac-Sealent
- FlexSteel Cord (100 ft) w/ Arrestor Gear and Mag-Grapple
- Grenade Dispenser
* 4x Frag
* 4x Krak
- Ammunition Dispenser
* 12x Pistol magazines or 10x Straight/Sickle magazines or 6x Drum/Duplus magazines
Weapons:
Mk. 5b 'Godwyn' Pattern Bolter
Combat Knife
Frag Grenades
Krak Grenades
History:
Early Life
Guillford on the Agriculture world of Castor V in the Segentum Solar sector of his Emperor's empire. Castor like most of the other Aggro worlds was a very lush place, with a very mineral rich environment. These planets would grow the food that would shuttled all about the galaxy to feed the Emperor's people. Though Cator V was known for supplying the great coven of Adeptus Astrates with their food supplies. A new chapter always coming in every year to reap the harvest.
It is here where Guillford was born. He grew up like most children at a local medical building in one of the many districts of the world. The building being surrounded by kilometers of farm land and maybe on PDF office for secruity purposes. As a pre-teen Guillford grew up working with his father and brothers out in the fields. He from an early age was deemed an outcast by those other children of his territory. Compared to the other boys his age he had a foot of height on all of them and was almost as tall as most of the adult men of his planet.
It was because of this that instead of going to the rare schooling lessons, Guillford would sneak to his uncle's machine shop or out to the fields with his father's Las rifle. Not wanting to bother those who should be getting an education Guillford deemed himself the scapegoat and decided it was worth it that they learned instead of he. It was during this time that he developed a sense of lonesomeness and a reluctance not to approach people that often. He did truly care for the people of his territory but just didn't wish to get into the way of their daily lives.
One day when it was the end of the harvest season, all of the territories celebrated with a festival. They all gathered to gether and ate and drank their fill before the next Chapter of Space Marine showed up to pick up their order. Guillford had gone with his family to the festival and immediately tried to stay out of site, That being a feat in itself was harder then one would think. While he tried to blend in with the surroundings he came upon the site of a boy being teased by some drunken men because of his weight. Not like this at all Guillford intervened.
A bad idea most people would think if they where in Guillfords position. He confronted the adults as the large child ran away only to soon find himself in a brawl with them. The large teen found himself holding his own very well ad he clubbed and punched his way through his opposition. He did not know that some of these drunkards were in fact PDF guards. Though the early arriving squad of Omega Marines did. They had arrived arly and wh=ere just coming up to the supply office when they came upon the site of this boy being ganged up by a bunch of farmers and some PDF guards.
They watched with great interest until the boy was clubbed in the side of the head with the butt of a Las pistol. He immediately fell to the ground in a dazes state and was soon being kicked and stomped on by the PDF guard who had downed him. " No so tough now are you", the guard mocked as he continued. This scene as funny as it was to a major of the crowd was soon over. A loud crack noise was heard and a few screams of women followed shortly after. Looking up in his dazed state Guillford saw a massive hole in the torso of the man beating him, the blood blasting out onto his own face before the guard fell down dead.
As Guillford shuffled the body off of him and slowly got up he came to the scene of a Space Marine clad in the black and white armor holding a smoking bolt pistol up still aimed in his direction. " What is the meaning of this...." where the only words he heard from his rescuer before he succumbed to the darkness and passed out. Guillford awoke sometime later in a strange environment. The air did not seem right and there was the sound of machines around him. he soon came to find out that he was aboard the strike cruiser of the Omega Marines chapter designated; Steadfast. Apparently they had saw his talent and bravery and had accepted him into the training program and where taking him to one of the battle barges where his life would forever change.
Omega Marine Scout Life
Guillford's training years were spent aboard the Proditor Nex. Where he and other boys like himself went through the most rigorus and dangerous training program ever conceived by man. The program was developed by the Emperor himself and was tweaked to say over the years by the different chapters that adopted its doctrines. The training was the stiff of nightmares for most Terrans. It was a torrential storm of physical, emotional, and mental trials that no child should ever go through.
As grueling as it was the boy fro the distant Aggro world of Castor V somehow survived and soon graduated the program being assigned to the 10th company of the chapter: The Scout Company. His superiors and training officers did not find him worthy of Battle Brother status quite yet. The wished for him to prove himself first in one of the most grueling assignments ever. It was at thsi time that he had received his implants and was soon sent on a many of missions that would shape his future for the years to come.
Guillford spent the next twenty-five odd some years in the reserve unit of his company. he spent this time honing his body and skill to perfection. His accuracy, strength and pure stamina reaching those levels of the rest of the brothers of hiss chapter. He soon was granted his first mission one of many. They where mainly scouting missions on Eldar worlds. His squad being sent out to collect position data on the enemy and killing any opposition when need be. He spent the next ninety years proving himself to his superiors and the rest of his company what he was made of. Through his tactical analysis and pure stamina do spend months if not years out in the enemies back yard with no communication with anyone but the brother laying beside him in the dirt and mud.
His greatest honor coming from his time spent fighting against the Genestealers on the hive world Hyberia. His squad being the ones sent out into the dangerous unknown to collect the data on the enemy and all their movements. This was instrumental in the Omega Marine's success in the campaign. He spent another fifty years or so going on a multitude of missions gaining experience and praise before the day that his chapter learned of the ill fate on Armageddon.
Armageddon Campaign
After that campaign Guillford was honored with the prize of his very own suit of power armor and was now a member of the third division of the Omega Marines. He Found himself again aboard the battle barge Proditor Nex again after almost 90 years away from the hulk of a ship. It was at this time that he battle barge and the first through fourth companies where called to the Armageddon campaign to help out the Imperial forces their against the Ork. A total of nine companies where sent to the fields of death. Guillford found his squad deployed with nine Dreadnoughts, lead by Brother Weylands, to support eight Dreadnoughts of the Angels Porphyr chapter in the defense of Gate IX, of the Ghattana Bay water processing plant.
His squad was to provide support to the Dreadnaughts by covering their flanks and weak spots. During the many great battles at that point Guillford was injured by a stray Rokit that exploded in front of him sending shrapnel everywhere. searing hot piece had found its way to his throat and lacerated his larynx and vocal cords before he removed it and his Larraman cells clogged up the wound until he could get to an apothecary. They fought bravely and soon held out against the horde Killa Kans and deff Dreads. The campaign soon was over and Guillford found his Chapter had suffered a great deal of loss.
He was soon siphoned from his squad over to the fourth who had lost over a staggering seventy-five percent of their company to those green monsters. it is his new home and its where he shall remain until the Emperor of men guides him else where.
Sample RP:
" Incoming", came the synthetic cry of the Dreadnaught before him. A rocket was heading straight for the group. The two marines and one Dreadnaught immediately scattered as the explosive projectile made its way to them. Not having enough time to Guillford Falvirus was caught in the blast. He was thrown backwards on to the hard ground. He should have been fine the rocket had pre-maturely detonated in front of him, his armor taking most of the damage, but it seemed a piece of shrapnel had got through. The Space Marine felt the pain in his throat as he sat up, he instinctively activated the medical sprays and other equipment in his armor to go to work as he yanked the piece of metal from his throat.
He did not make a sound as he pulled the jagged metal from his throat, it doing more damage as it came out. His Larraman cells automatically activating and closing the wound shut so no more of his precious life blood was lost. Next Guillford did what the Space Marines do best. he stood up and gave a signal that stated he was ok to the men of his group and picked up his bolter, taking out a Nob who had gotten closer while he was down and out. The shell ripping into the green skinned creature a few inches before exploding, turning the Ork's insides into pulverized meat.
The sound of the Dreadnoughts auto cannon drowned out the screams of the Nob as his group continues on to hold the one section of the gate off from the horde of green before them.
