Post by Demoades Achilles on Mar 21, 2009 21:56:54 GMT
Name: Demoades Achilles
Age: 105
Designation: Tactical marine
Height: 7'2"
Hair Colour: Brown
Physical Description: This enthusiastic man has slitted blue eyes that are like two windows on the afternoon sky. His silky, curly, coffee-colored hair is very long and is worn in an attractive, impractical style. He has a wide-chested build. His skin is cream-colored. He has a hooked nose and a strong chin. A scar is on his right cheek going down to his chin. Several more deeper scars are on his back, chest, and arms. The Omega Chapter symbol is tattooed on his left bicep.
His armor, in the colors of the Omega Marines chapter, is very scratched and dented in several places, even though he takes great strides just to maintain it. He blesses it every night, and prays to its machine spirits just as he does to his weapons.
Personality: Is slow to anger. Is constantly active and energetic. Possesses great willpower. Demoades has a hatred of the entire Ork species, as they had killed off everyone he had known on Armageddon, as do all Hive-dwelling citizens that grow up on that d**ned world.
He takes care and puts a lot of focus on studying the Greenskin race as much as he hates them. He wants to understand them more, and he believes the more he knows of them, the easier they would be to kill, and the easier to kill they would be, the higher hopes he has of saving his homeworld for all eternity.
To his superiors, he gives great respect. He treats his enemies with what they deserve: Death.
To his men, he is known as either Brother Demoades, or Brother Achilles. It matters not to him.
Equipment:
Armor
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
Weapons
Mk. 5b 'Godwyn' Pattern Bolter
Combat Knife
Frag Grenades
Gear
- 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
10x Straight/Sickle magazines
History: Demoades was born on Armageddon, and the Omega Chapter brought him in as a child recruit to become a Scout. After his augmentations and implants, he became a scout marine. Later, he was fully accepted as a battle brother.
Second war for Armageddon
As mentioned above, Demoades was born on the hellish planet of Armageddon. His mother worked in the offices of the capitol hive, while his father worked the factories. He was put under the watchful eyes of his guardian, Old Darko, an ex-Imperial officer with an eyepatch and rusty bionic left leg and foot. He told the boy stories of this adventures in the galaxy. Demoades wanted to be like he was, and looked up to him in ever respect.
He was but a young fourteen year old during the second war for the planet. His family was burned alive as a Ork Trukk crashed into their hab unit, destroying every life within, and later collapsing the building to shattered glass shards and crumbled bricks. Demoades fell to his knees, crying at the site. An Omega Marine spotted the boy, shielding him from debris flying and burning around them. More marines, carrying boltguns, muzzles blazing, fired into an oncoming ocean of green coming towards them through the city streets. The marine shielding him was knocked down by an Ork with a big shrapnel tied to a branch from one of the jungles, it roared, saliva flying into the marine's helmet visor. Demoades ripped the marine's combat knife from its sheath, gripping it in both hands, and driving it into the alien monster's throat, felling it instantly. This gave the marine time to get up, and once the skirmish in the streets was over, Demoades was to the base.
He was now going to become a Space Marine of the Omega Marines chapter 4th company. He never saw Old Darko again.
Tartunni (Scout marine)
During the tank-to-tank battles on the desert world of Tartunni, Demoades was a scout marine. He had seen many battles by now after all of his implants and training and what-not were through. He was assigned to a Space Marine Rhino in one of the Tallarn companies. He earned glory in aiding the Tallarn's tactical decisions. Their leader was taken out by a renegade sniper, and they needed a way to both get vengeance and take out the enemy. Demoades decided they had to come at the enemy from all sides during the night. Afterwords, he was awarded with becoming a full battle brother.
Third war for Armageddon (Tactical marine)
Demoades had lost his entire squad to an enemy minefield on his homeworld. He single-handedly took out a building of Orks and their 'Kaptain'. A thunderhawk returned him to the ship soon after, to be fitted with a new squad.
* * *
|SAMPLE|
Brother Demoades rolled out of the doorway just as the charge went off, belching a load of dust and fire out of the passage. The blood of the mutilated enemies within the building flew out and splattered on his armor, followed by a large meaty green arm slapping him on his immense shoulder guard.
The Space Marine reloaded his boltgun, charging back into the building, his boltgun blasting out fires of death at the Ork xenos filth within. Their bullets ricocheted off of his great armor. A Thunderhawk squadron not far off blasted open a great mass of the building, light showered in, revealing the enemy position in the twilight of the planet's dusk. All around him the city was in hellish war between the Orks and Omega Marines. Demoades ducked under a hail of enemy fire. He pulled a grenade, letting it fly and take out the enemy ape-faced aliens pinning him down.
He ran through the ruins, drawing his knife and stabbing the Ork Kaptain in the neck, the monster's skin was tough, and it growled and roared as it struggled. It threw the marine over its thick shoulder. Demoades fell in a muddy pile of debris. The beast picked up its weapon: A monstrous chainsword. Demoades blocked it just in time with his boltgun. Sparks rained everywhere, but eventually the holy weapon was cut in half, bolts rolling everywhere. Demoades rolled left as the chainblade bit into the muddy wet earth. The Space marine grabbed his knife again, ducking another blow of the enemy weapon. He cut upwards, taking off the thick gnarled, green hand of the Ork Kaptain, who fell in frustration. Now Demoades plunged his blade deep into the monster's heart.
"For the Emperor and those on Armageddon..." He whispered, as the thunderhawks landed not far away, releasing more marines to his position.
Age: 105
Designation: Tactical marine
Height: 7'2"
Hair Colour: Brown
Physical Description: This enthusiastic man has slitted blue eyes that are like two windows on the afternoon sky. His silky, curly, coffee-colored hair is very long and is worn in an attractive, impractical style. He has a wide-chested build. His skin is cream-colored. He has a hooked nose and a strong chin. A scar is on his right cheek going down to his chin. Several more deeper scars are on his back, chest, and arms. The Omega Chapter symbol is tattooed on his left bicep.
His armor, in the colors of the Omega Marines chapter, is very scratched and dented in several places, even though he takes great strides just to maintain it. He blesses it every night, and prays to its machine spirits just as he does to his weapons.
Personality: Is slow to anger. Is constantly active and energetic. Possesses great willpower. Demoades has a hatred of the entire Ork species, as they had killed off everyone he had known on Armageddon, as do all Hive-dwelling citizens that grow up on that d**ned world.
He takes care and puts a lot of focus on studying the Greenskin race as much as he hates them. He wants to understand them more, and he believes the more he knows of them, the easier they would be to kill, and the easier to kill they would be, the higher hopes he has of saving his homeworld for all eternity.
To his superiors, he gives great respect. He treats his enemies with what they deserve: Death.
To his men, he is known as either Brother Demoades, or Brother Achilles. It matters not to him.
Equipment:
Armor
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
Weapons
Mk. 5b 'Godwyn' Pattern Bolter
Combat Knife
Frag Grenades
Gear
- 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
10x Straight/Sickle magazines
History: Demoades was born on Armageddon, and the Omega Chapter brought him in as a child recruit to become a Scout. After his augmentations and implants, he became a scout marine. Later, he was fully accepted as a battle brother.
Second war for Armageddon
As mentioned above, Demoades was born on the hellish planet of Armageddon. His mother worked in the offices of the capitol hive, while his father worked the factories. He was put under the watchful eyes of his guardian, Old Darko, an ex-Imperial officer with an eyepatch and rusty bionic left leg and foot. He told the boy stories of this adventures in the galaxy. Demoades wanted to be like he was, and looked up to him in ever respect.
He was but a young fourteen year old during the second war for the planet. His family was burned alive as a Ork Trukk crashed into their hab unit, destroying every life within, and later collapsing the building to shattered glass shards and crumbled bricks. Demoades fell to his knees, crying at the site. An Omega Marine spotted the boy, shielding him from debris flying and burning around them. More marines, carrying boltguns, muzzles blazing, fired into an oncoming ocean of green coming towards them through the city streets. The marine shielding him was knocked down by an Ork with a big shrapnel tied to a branch from one of the jungles, it roared, saliva flying into the marine's helmet visor. Demoades ripped the marine's combat knife from its sheath, gripping it in both hands, and driving it into the alien monster's throat, felling it instantly. This gave the marine time to get up, and once the skirmish in the streets was over, Demoades was to the base.
He was now going to become a Space Marine of the Omega Marines chapter 4th company. He never saw Old Darko again.
Tartunni (Scout marine)
During the tank-to-tank battles on the desert world of Tartunni, Demoades was a scout marine. He had seen many battles by now after all of his implants and training and what-not were through. He was assigned to a Space Marine Rhino in one of the Tallarn companies. He earned glory in aiding the Tallarn's tactical decisions. Their leader was taken out by a renegade sniper, and they needed a way to both get vengeance and take out the enemy. Demoades decided they had to come at the enemy from all sides during the night. Afterwords, he was awarded with becoming a full battle brother.
Third war for Armageddon (Tactical marine)
Demoades had lost his entire squad to an enemy minefield on his homeworld. He single-handedly took out a building of Orks and their 'Kaptain'. A thunderhawk returned him to the ship soon after, to be fitted with a new squad.
* * *
|SAMPLE|
Brother Demoades rolled out of the doorway just as the charge went off, belching a load of dust and fire out of the passage. The blood of the mutilated enemies within the building flew out and splattered on his armor, followed by a large meaty green arm slapping him on his immense shoulder guard.
The Space Marine reloaded his boltgun, charging back into the building, his boltgun blasting out fires of death at the Ork xenos filth within. Their bullets ricocheted off of his great armor. A Thunderhawk squadron not far off blasted open a great mass of the building, light showered in, revealing the enemy position in the twilight of the planet's dusk. All around him the city was in hellish war between the Orks and Omega Marines. Demoades ducked under a hail of enemy fire. He pulled a grenade, letting it fly and take out the enemy ape-faced aliens pinning him down.
He ran through the ruins, drawing his knife and stabbing the Ork Kaptain in the neck, the monster's skin was tough, and it growled and roared as it struggled. It threw the marine over its thick shoulder. Demoades fell in a muddy pile of debris. The beast picked up its weapon: A monstrous chainsword. Demoades blocked it just in time with his boltgun. Sparks rained everywhere, but eventually the holy weapon was cut in half, bolts rolling everywhere. Demoades rolled left as the chainblade bit into the muddy wet earth. The Space marine grabbed his knife again, ducking another blow of the enemy weapon. He cut upwards, taking off the thick gnarled, green hand of the Ork Kaptain, who fell in frustration. Now Demoades plunged his blade deep into the monster's heart.
"For the Emperor and those on Armageddon..." He whispered, as the thunderhawks landed not far away, releasing more marines to his position.
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