Post by Petronius Commodus on Apr 6, 2009 21:19:26 GMT
Name: Petronius Commodus
Age: 25
Designation:
Height: 7,8
Hair Colour: Bald
Physical Description: Petronius is slightly taller and somewhat more slender then hes fellow space marines, but few notices this when hes in his power amour. He's completely shaved, as he sees hair as he sees little reason to have it. He has cold and unforgiving yellow eyes. His right eye was lost during some of his battles, and so he has replaced it with a Bionic capable of viewing in a large number of spectrum's. He also has a large burn mark around hes bionic eye and the some of upper right side of hes face.
when not wearing his helmet, hes expression is mostly the same, very rarely having any other then a cold emotionless expression.
Personality: Petronius has a very cold and perfectionistic mentality. Unless ordered he will only do things that he can find a logical reason for, anything else he sees as a waste of some kind. He despises Weakness as well as Recklessness. Because of the way he thinks he is not very social, since that he cannot find any Logical reason for it, in fact he rarely speaks as well, and will only speak when absolute necessary.
On the field of battle hes way of thinking allows him to be very efficient, as he will not allow anything to go to waste.
Hes cold and calm way of handling practically anything, only improves this feat. Hes mentality however can also be a great hindrance on the field of battle, mostly when they are working with the imperial guard as he sees them as mere tools and little else. For a Imperial guard to get his respect is a great Feat that has yet to happen.
Equipment:
Armour:
- Left/Right Eye-HUD w/ Image Enhancement
- Live-Feed Tactical Pict-Caster
- InterSquad Vox Link
- Orbital Data Feed
- In-Field First-Aid System (Antiseptic/Liquid Painkiller Delivery)
- 'Stillsuit' Perspiration Reclamation and Hydration System
Equipment:
- Personal Dataslate
- Rebreather Mask w/ 6 Hour Air Supply
- Dust Goggles / UV Protected, Non-Reflective Surface
- Position Marking Vox Beacons
- ChemLights
- Combat Rations
- FlexSteel Cord (100 ft) w/ Arrestor Gear and Mag-Grapple
- Grenade Bandolier
* 8x Assorted Grenades
- Ammunition Pouches
* 12x Pistol magazines or 10x Straight/Sickle magazines or 6x Drum/Duplus magazines
Weapons:
Mk. 5b 'Godwyn' Pattern Bolter
Combat knife
Krak grenades
Frag Grenades
History: Petronius was born on Armageddon in a particularly poor area. Even in hes childhood was he cold and collected, always looking for the “logical” way of doing things. When he was 7 both of his parents died, in what the higher ups called an “Accident” but Petronius cared little, having seen them as mostly something that was holding him back. When he was 8 he was forced to join a gang for survival. In the next couple of years, Petronius would learn to use weapons, and he also learned tactics for urban combat. At the age of 11 he had through guile and wit, taken control of the gang, the next years he would use on creating a stable environment for his gang.
Shortly after hes 14th birthday, the Omega marines arrived at Armageddon, and started a Recruitment tour Throughout the planet. Seeing this as a way out of the slums of Armageddon, he planned how the gang was to get purposely captured for recruitment, as he had been told from some of the older people in the city. Hes plan worked, and the entire gang, without any of them knowing of hes plan of course, got captured and was taken in for recruitment. They had tests for the most psychotic and murderous of them. However many of them were older members, and therefore not recruit able. In the end Petronius was chosen among 5 others to Join the Omega marine Chapter.
Sample Role play: The guardsman looked over the railing out on the wasteland that surrounded them, it had been named well the “Deadlands” he looked over and in the distant saw Great cones of smoke rise to the skies “sigh”. Another guardsman arrived “Have you heard?” the Guardsman glanced back at the other “no What?”, “We lost the pumping station”. The guard glanced back at the Great cone of smoke “You don't s-” he looked behind them to see a towering space marine looking past them, with a Heavy bolter across hes chest, and packed with ammunition. The two guards staggered a bit, looking at the Marine in both awe and fear, there were complete silence for a moment before a Loud voice broke it “What the hell are you two during there! Get back to your posts!” The two guardsmen almost falling over themselves, by the surprise of the Commissars Bursting voice ran past the marine, and back towards their posts. Petronius Sighed as he walked over to the railing to get a better view. The landscape was littered with craters, some made by them and some made by the orks, there were several of their aircrafts as well littered over the battlefield many of them still smoking from impact, Ork corpses as well was everywhere on the landscape one could not see the Ground for the corpses, there were many corpses of the guardsmen as well, probably from the orks initial attack. Petronius heard loud steps coming from behind but did not turn hes head, a voice from a fellow Marine came from behind him “ah Brother Commodus” Petronius glanced back, and saw sergeant Kartrag and nodded at him “Sergeant” before returning his gaze towards the Wastelands. Sergeant Kartrag moved up next to him, looking at the wastelands as well, after a couple of minutes he turned to Petronius “What are the status of our defenses? Brother Commodus”. Petronius answered promptly “ The walls have been strengthened and The thunder fire cannons have been placed and have been blessed and undergone the rites of accuracy and functioning” Without turning his gaze from the Wasteland, “Good” Replied the sergeant. There was a moments silence before the sergeant once again spoke “And The guards men's defenses?” it took a few minutes before answering, insuring that there weren't any of them there. “I find their defenses lacking” he finally replied, The sergeant frowned at him “how so?”. “Their canons are old and rusty and not well maintained. Their men are lazy and hardly fit for battle” Petronius finally replied, the sergeant turned his gaze to the wasteland once more “Brother commod-” he was interrupted, as they heard over the vox-link “Xeno spotted to the north of our position”. The two space marine Tightened their grip on their weapons, before walking to their posts. Petronius positioned himself and hes devastator squad on a slightly higher perch, to get a clear shooting view of the Greenskins.
It took a little while, but now one could distantly hear the War cries of the orks. A lot of smoke came from the great hills as well, Meaning that they had vehicles. As the orks finally came up on the top of the hill they stopped for a moment, Before Launching themselves forward Roaring. Kartrag stood vigilant, before giving the order “Thunder fire canons. FIRE!”. There was complete silence if only for a second, before roars so mighty that one might think the heavens would split open, thundered across the wastelands. One could see and almost feel as the tight packed orks were ripped apart, and the surrounding orks falling from the shock wave. Shortly after the thunder fire canons had begun, the Imperial canons started as well. The orks were showered with mighty artillery shots, yet still moved on with their war cries, Suddenly out of the Front of the ork mob, came their truks Speeding forward across the field. “Devastator Squads. FIRE!” Was heard over the vox-link, and they opened fire as ordered. He could feel the recoil of the heavy bolter and saw as the truks blew up under their rain of destruction some even exploding before any of them had hit them.
The Vox-link once more sprung to life “A part of the ork mob have broken off. They are trying to flank us from the south” the sergeants decision was quick, “Devastator squad Hell Rainer's and Tactical squad Hammer strikers move to southern position and repel the ork attack!”. Petronius Stopped his heavy bolter, turned and began walking with hes squad towards the southern position.
As they arrived there, they were met by the tactical squad Hammer striker's. They once more positioned themselves to get the best shooting range. They could see the orks moving towards them, fewer then the other force they were clearly meant to flank them. However Suddenly Rockets were fired from the back rows of the ork mob, Petronius had seem them before, “Storm boys” as the orks called them, they were using a very crude copy of the Jump pack. The orks landed in the midst of them, most of them simply crashing down and exploding. Petronius's HUD removed the smoke, making it a lot easier to see, The first he saw, was a surviving ork in front of him charging him, he immediately opened fire ripping the ork apart. Through the smoke came grenades apparently the orks had used the Rocket orks as little more then a big Smoke screen, One of the grenades strafed the right side of Petronius's helmet, exploding knocking Petronius out if only for a moment. Petronius rose from the floor, the Space marine implants removing the grenade shock a normal human would have. His helm were broken by the explosion, as such Petronius could only see half, as the visor to the right had been destroyed, he tried taking the helmet off, but found out that the impact zone of the helm had melted it, into the upper right side of his face including his eye. Injured but still alive, Petronius grabbed his Heavy bolter, and opened fire on the filthy greenskins. The Orks expecting the marine to be dead were ripped apart by the Petronius's volley fire.
After many hours of fighting the orks retreated. Upon his return to the northern side of the base, he saw several Thunderhawks had landed there, that had probably been the reason for the orks retreat. He was approached by Sergeant Kartrag “What has happened to you Brother Commodus?”. “a grenade Sir” Kartrag looked at Petronius, for a moment before saying. “I'm sending you to the Apothecaries on Deliverance to be mended back to Fighting condition” Petronius were silent for a moment before answering “Sergeant... I can still fight”. “You say yourself Commodus. Either you give full potential or none. And you cannot fight to your full potential in that condition” Petronius stood for a moment before agreeably nodding.
As the Thunderhawk took flight he saw how hard the battle had been. Many of the imperial defenses had been blown up and he could see ork corpses almost to the center of the base. Surely the emperor had been with them this day.
Age: 25
Designation:
Height: 7,8
Hair Colour: Bald
Physical Description: Petronius is slightly taller and somewhat more slender then hes fellow space marines, but few notices this when hes in his power amour. He's completely shaved, as he sees hair as he sees little reason to have it. He has cold and unforgiving yellow eyes. His right eye was lost during some of his battles, and so he has replaced it with a Bionic capable of viewing in a large number of spectrum's. He also has a large burn mark around hes bionic eye and the some of upper right side of hes face.
when not wearing his helmet, hes expression is mostly the same, very rarely having any other then a cold emotionless expression.
Personality: Petronius has a very cold and perfectionistic mentality. Unless ordered he will only do things that he can find a logical reason for, anything else he sees as a waste of some kind. He despises Weakness as well as Recklessness. Because of the way he thinks he is not very social, since that he cannot find any Logical reason for it, in fact he rarely speaks as well, and will only speak when absolute necessary.
On the field of battle hes way of thinking allows him to be very efficient, as he will not allow anything to go to waste.
Hes cold and calm way of handling practically anything, only improves this feat. Hes mentality however can also be a great hindrance on the field of battle, mostly when they are working with the imperial guard as he sees them as mere tools and little else. For a Imperial guard to get his respect is a great Feat that has yet to happen.
Equipment:
Armour:
- Left/Right Eye-HUD w/ Image Enhancement
- Live-Feed Tactical Pict-Caster
- InterSquad Vox Link
- Orbital Data Feed
- In-Field First-Aid System (Antiseptic/Liquid Painkiller Delivery)
- 'Stillsuit' Perspiration Reclamation and Hydration System
Equipment:
- Personal Dataslate
- Rebreather Mask w/ 6 Hour Air Supply
- Dust Goggles / UV Protected, Non-Reflective Surface
- Position Marking Vox Beacons
- ChemLights
- Combat Rations
- FlexSteel Cord (100 ft) w/ Arrestor Gear and Mag-Grapple
- Grenade Bandolier
* 8x Assorted Grenades
- Ammunition Pouches
* 12x Pistol magazines or 10x Straight/Sickle magazines or 6x Drum/Duplus magazines
Weapons:
Mk. 5b 'Godwyn' Pattern Bolter
Combat knife
Krak grenades
Frag Grenades
History: Petronius was born on Armageddon in a particularly poor area. Even in hes childhood was he cold and collected, always looking for the “logical” way of doing things. When he was 7 both of his parents died, in what the higher ups called an “Accident” but Petronius cared little, having seen them as mostly something that was holding him back. When he was 8 he was forced to join a gang for survival. In the next couple of years, Petronius would learn to use weapons, and he also learned tactics for urban combat. At the age of 11 he had through guile and wit, taken control of the gang, the next years he would use on creating a stable environment for his gang.
Shortly after hes 14th birthday, the Omega marines arrived at Armageddon, and started a Recruitment tour Throughout the planet. Seeing this as a way out of the slums of Armageddon, he planned how the gang was to get purposely captured for recruitment, as he had been told from some of the older people in the city. Hes plan worked, and the entire gang, without any of them knowing of hes plan of course, got captured and was taken in for recruitment. They had tests for the most psychotic and murderous of them. However many of them were older members, and therefore not recruit able. In the end Petronius was chosen among 5 others to Join the Omega marine Chapter.
Sample Role play: The guardsman looked over the railing out on the wasteland that surrounded them, it had been named well the “Deadlands” he looked over and in the distant saw Great cones of smoke rise to the skies “sigh”. Another guardsman arrived “Have you heard?” the Guardsman glanced back at the other “no What?”, “We lost the pumping station”. The guard glanced back at the Great cone of smoke “You don't s-” he looked behind them to see a towering space marine looking past them, with a Heavy bolter across hes chest, and packed with ammunition. The two guards staggered a bit, looking at the Marine in both awe and fear, there were complete silence for a moment before a Loud voice broke it “What the hell are you two during there! Get back to your posts!” The two guardsmen almost falling over themselves, by the surprise of the Commissars Bursting voice ran past the marine, and back towards their posts. Petronius Sighed as he walked over to the railing to get a better view. The landscape was littered with craters, some made by them and some made by the orks, there were several of their aircrafts as well littered over the battlefield many of them still smoking from impact, Ork corpses as well was everywhere on the landscape one could not see the Ground for the corpses, there were many corpses of the guardsmen as well, probably from the orks initial attack. Petronius heard loud steps coming from behind but did not turn hes head, a voice from a fellow Marine came from behind him “ah Brother Commodus” Petronius glanced back, and saw sergeant Kartrag and nodded at him “Sergeant” before returning his gaze towards the Wastelands. Sergeant Kartrag moved up next to him, looking at the wastelands as well, after a couple of minutes he turned to Petronius “What are the status of our defenses? Brother Commodus”. Petronius answered promptly “ The walls have been strengthened and The thunder fire cannons have been placed and have been blessed and undergone the rites of accuracy and functioning” Without turning his gaze from the Wasteland, “Good” Replied the sergeant. There was a moments silence before the sergeant once again spoke “And The guards men's defenses?” it took a few minutes before answering, insuring that there weren't any of them there. “I find their defenses lacking” he finally replied, The sergeant frowned at him “how so?”. “Their canons are old and rusty and not well maintained. Their men are lazy and hardly fit for battle” Petronius finally replied, the sergeant turned his gaze to the wasteland once more “Brother commod-” he was interrupted, as they heard over the vox-link “Xeno spotted to the north of our position”. The two space marine Tightened their grip on their weapons, before walking to their posts. Petronius positioned himself and hes devastator squad on a slightly higher perch, to get a clear shooting view of the Greenskins.
It took a little while, but now one could distantly hear the War cries of the orks. A lot of smoke came from the great hills as well, Meaning that they had vehicles. As the orks finally came up on the top of the hill they stopped for a moment, Before Launching themselves forward Roaring. Kartrag stood vigilant, before giving the order “Thunder fire canons. FIRE!”. There was complete silence if only for a second, before roars so mighty that one might think the heavens would split open, thundered across the wastelands. One could see and almost feel as the tight packed orks were ripped apart, and the surrounding orks falling from the shock wave. Shortly after the thunder fire canons had begun, the Imperial canons started as well. The orks were showered with mighty artillery shots, yet still moved on with their war cries, Suddenly out of the Front of the ork mob, came their truks Speeding forward across the field. “Devastator Squads. FIRE!” Was heard over the vox-link, and they opened fire as ordered. He could feel the recoil of the heavy bolter and saw as the truks blew up under their rain of destruction some even exploding before any of them had hit them.
The Vox-link once more sprung to life “A part of the ork mob have broken off. They are trying to flank us from the south” the sergeants decision was quick, “Devastator squad Hell Rainer's and Tactical squad Hammer strikers move to southern position and repel the ork attack!”. Petronius Stopped his heavy bolter, turned and began walking with hes squad towards the southern position.
As they arrived there, they were met by the tactical squad Hammer striker's. They once more positioned themselves to get the best shooting range. They could see the orks moving towards them, fewer then the other force they were clearly meant to flank them. However Suddenly Rockets were fired from the back rows of the ork mob, Petronius had seem them before, “Storm boys” as the orks called them, they were using a very crude copy of the Jump pack. The orks landed in the midst of them, most of them simply crashing down and exploding. Petronius's HUD removed the smoke, making it a lot easier to see, The first he saw, was a surviving ork in front of him charging him, he immediately opened fire ripping the ork apart. Through the smoke came grenades apparently the orks had used the Rocket orks as little more then a big Smoke screen, One of the grenades strafed the right side of Petronius's helmet, exploding knocking Petronius out if only for a moment. Petronius rose from the floor, the Space marine implants removing the grenade shock a normal human would have. His helm were broken by the explosion, as such Petronius could only see half, as the visor to the right had been destroyed, he tried taking the helmet off, but found out that the impact zone of the helm had melted it, into the upper right side of his face including his eye. Injured but still alive, Petronius grabbed his Heavy bolter, and opened fire on the filthy greenskins. The Orks expecting the marine to be dead were ripped apart by the Petronius's volley fire.
After many hours of fighting the orks retreated. Upon his return to the northern side of the base, he saw several Thunderhawks had landed there, that had probably been the reason for the orks retreat. He was approached by Sergeant Kartrag “What has happened to you Brother Commodus?”. “a grenade Sir” Kartrag looked at Petronius, for a moment before saying. “I'm sending you to the Apothecaries on Deliverance to be mended back to Fighting condition” Petronius were silent for a moment before answering “Sergeant... I can still fight”. “You say yourself Commodus. Either you give full potential or none. And you cannot fight to your full potential in that condition” Petronius stood for a moment before agreeably nodding.
As the Thunderhawk took flight he saw how hard the battle had been. Many of the imperial defenses had been blown up and he could see ork corpses almost to the center of the base. Surely the emperor had been with them this day.
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