Dropship Troopers: Tactical Team Hex and Text based RP(inactive)

[Harm94]

Starship Dropship Troopers

You lean up from your rack to the sensation of an unbearable feeling. As you lean up you feel heavier than normal and sick, probably some side effect from to a drug you were given. Adjacent to your rack sits a man with a grey stubble wearing an olive green jacket who is just tying the laces on his boots into a knot casually like it's another day. The man finishes the last knot to look up at you, then nods a bit and slides a plastic bucket over to you. He then says, "I was wondering whether or not you would be waking up. They hauled you in here from the freezer and said it would be less of a shock if you woke up in here than in there. Don't worry this isn't the first time and nor will it be the last time someone like you will wake up in this position. It's just the way things go for lucky "volunteers" like you and me, you'll get use to it".
  
Brief memories appear in your mind of you in hand cuffs being dragged out of your home or were you a graduate heading off to a university or academy of sorts, whatever happened escapes you as you begin to feel the weight of dog tags form around your neck and memories from basic training and infantry school slowly coming crawling their way back into your head. Meanwhile the man starts talking again with a slight eastern European or German accent, "Forgive me though for the slightly clichéd introduction, I've watched many movies and read many books my in my time. It helps brighten the mood up around here. Anyway, I'll bring you up to speed since you are now awake. You might not remember this or not, but our government has expanding across space for long time while trying to keep to ourselves. About twenty years ago or som if not more due to time dilation, observers had noticed many ship like entities arriving in our space, but they entered in and out of the fringes on our borders. Soon they probed deeper and attacked us at first contact. Personally I think they just wanted to expand and colonize without really anticipating to bump into us, but the issue is up for debate later since the matter at hand is a serious one since we have no way of communicating with these beings since they are more insect like and communicate different than you and I. Our government seems to agree that war is the only option until diplomacy can be made. Since the time you have slept several key worlds have fallen and millions of small colonies have been over taken and destroyed by these bugmen. He stops to take a breath. "This is a lot for you to take in, so I'll leave you be for now. Until then your papers will be arriving in and where you be serving shortly". The man waves as he gets up and walks out of the room.
TL;DR We're at war with aliens, as a lucky conscript you get to go out kill them for humanities sake.

A stack of legal work is dropped at your feet by some POG, mostly asking whether or not you are conscript or an officer who went through the fancy pampered academy school.
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Role: (See lower post)
Description(optional):
Back Story(optional, Keep it brief):

Now you are probably thinking now what is this and what I am doing here? This is a tactical team HEX and Text based RP.

^explanatory example, 1 Hex=1KM unless otherwise

You are part of platoon of soldiers, your job is to work together and go up against a large number of enemies while trying to complete objectives on the way from the view point of a hex based map. All you have to do is RP, just be sure to read to through the tutorial and First mission to get an idea on this works.
"How do I roleplay good enough though?"
Try to be this guy

After seeing a sand dune, I join the rest of my squad to take cover behind it. I reload a fresh magazine into the rifle and I pull the charging handle to load a new round into the chamber.

After being told to engage by the squad leader, John hits the deck and lines up his sights the nearest target to take a shot. He then fires a two round burst at the target.

Don't be this guy

Bob run up to an alien and shoots in the chest and turns around to kill 10 more aliens.

Missions and Operations:
Introduction
Tutorial Basic
Mission 1

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[Harm94]

-Role Information-
Platoon Leader(Only 1 allowed at a time): Leads the Platoon, keeps the squads in check, and calls in support.
Equipment: Rifle, Bayonet, Two Grenades, Binoculars, Radio, Recon Drone

Squad Leader: Commands a single squad, decides which hex to go on, calls out hexes to the platoon leader for fire support.
Equipment: Rifle, Bayonet, One Grenade, Binoculars, Radio, Recon Drone, signal smoke

Rifleman: A simple Grunt in the Squad.
Equipment: Rifle, Bayonet, Three Grenades

Combat Medic: A rifleman with medical training.
Equipment: Rifle, Bayonet, 1 Grenade, Pistol, Medkit

Machine Gunner: Lays down steams of lead and suppressing fire.
Equipment: Machine Gun, Pistol, Two Grenades

Bazooka Man: Fire Support Specialist. Blows stuff up before it gets close.
Equipment: Rocket Launcher, Pistol
This is where the character roster will go. Remember this template when creating your character. If you are on hiatus your character will be an NPC until you return or something else happens.

Name:
Age:
Role:
BackStory:

Accepted Characters will be found on this Roster here
-HQ-
Platoon Leader - Lt. Hadrian Geier
Rifleman - Pvt. Max DeSilva
Rifleman - Pvt. Omar Kleiner
Combat Medic - Pvt. Algernon Lenard
Machine Gunner - Cpl. Cato Ostiarius
Bazooka Man - Pvt. Destruí Maestro

-Squad 1-
Squad Leader -
Rifleman -
Rifleman -
Combat Medic -
Machine Gunner -
Bazooka Man -


-Squad 2-
Squad Leader -
Rifleman -
Rifleman -
Combat Medic -
Machine Gunner -
Bazooka Man -


-Squad 3-
Squad Leader -
Rifleman -
Rifleman -
Combat Medic -
Machine Gunner -
Bazooka Man -


-Squad 4-
Squad Leader -
Rifleman -
Rifleman -
Combat Medic -
Machine Gunner -
Bazooka Man -

Those that can't fit into the roster will be kept into reserve until a character dies
Reserve List:

Also don't get too attached to your character, expect casualties and loses on the way. Feel free to make another character, however keep in mind other people might want to get in.

MIA/KIA/Detained Chars go here:

[Space1255]

Name: Destruí Maestro
Age: 20
Role: Bazooka Dude
Backstory: Joined the forces for the hell of it. An alternate universe version of him is also a rocketeer. He was a master with explosives since he was a child, earning him the name Destruí Maestro. Orphaned at 15, he had an angst moment and decided to use his explosive arts for what he thought is right.

[Mr. Hurricane]

Name: Hadrian Geier
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Role: Platoon Leader (under duress from highcom not to completely fail. Failure will result in lynching by HarmCom.)
Description: Stands at 5'11, medium build. Brown hair cut into a high and tight. By-the-books. Does not function well with ignorance, and finds conflicts within himself at times. Warranty void if exposed to aliums.
Back Story: A PL who has been spinning his tires to get into higher rank. Joined because service guarantees citizenship. More pursuant of his own goals than the goals of others, due to his desire for a better life for himself.

[Harm94]

Name: Destruí Maestro
Age: 20
Role: Bazooka Dude
Backstory: Joined the forces for the hell of it. An alternate universe version of him is also a rocketeer. He was a master with explosives since he was a child, earning him the name Destruí Maestro. Orphaned at 15, he had an angst moment and decided to use his explosive arts for what he thought is right.

*Commissar Glances at paperwork*
So I heard, I read your juvy records. Don't make me regret this kid.
*he stamps paper work*

Name: Hadrian Geier
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Role: Platoon Leader (under duress from highcom not to completely fail. Failure will result in lynching by HarmCom.)
Description: Stands at 5'11, medium build. Brown hair cut into a high and tight. By-the-books. Does not function well with ignorance, and finds conflicts within himself at times. Warranty void if exposed to aliums.
Back Story: A PL who has been spinning his tires to get into higher rank. Joined because service guarantees citizenship. More pursuant of his own goals than the goals of others, due to his desire for a better life for himself.

Hmm interesting, A graduate of the officer academy and an example all immigrants should follow. Welcome Lieutenant.
*stamps paper work*

[tber123]

Heres to hoping I don't screw up horribly since I've rarely participated in RPs

Name: Algernon Lenard
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Role: Combat Medic
Description: Somewhat short, black hair, knows a lot of useless trivia, talkative and a little naive.
Backstory: Unwillingly conscripted into the forces. Just wants to get through all of this alive in one piece.

Is this good enough

[Harm94]

Heres to hoping I don't screw up horribly since I've rarely participated in RPs

Name: Algernon Lenard
Age: 23
Gender: Male
Role: Combat Medic
Description: Somewhat short, black hair, knows a lot of useless trivia, talkative and a little naive.
Backstory: Unwillingly conscripted into the forces. Just wants to get through all of this alive in one piece.
Is this good enough

Accepted.

[Harm94]

24 Hours until invasion

Feel free to rp while you wait.

[Space1255]

"I'm not ready. I'm gonna puke I'm gonna like I'm gonna puke imgonnapukeimgonnapukeimgonna pukeimgonn*HURK*"
*Turns to Algernon*

[CypherX]

Name: Cato Ostiarius
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Role: Machine gunner
Description: Buzzed black hair, short stubble. 6'1, well built. Boxing champion at university before being conscripted. Sardonic sense of humor.
Back Story: Was studying to be a physician prior to being conscripted. Unhappy to be pulled away and forced to fight.

[Harm94]

Name: Cato Ostiarius
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Role: Machine gunner
Description: Buzzed black hair, short stubble. 6'1, well built. Boxing champion at university before being conscripted. Sardonic sense of humor.
Back Story: Was studying to be a physician prior to being conscripted. Unhappy to be pulled away and forced to fight.

Accepted.

[MTrRxx]

Name: Artyom Juveski.
Age: 30
Gender: Male
Role: Rifleman
Description: A 7ft trooper who tends to carry a Sawn Off shotgun as a tertiary weapon. Almost never reveals face. He also carries a semi-ancient G3 successor, the G8A2B (Second Gun, Top one's stock. http://i.imgur.com/T8FQhpf.jpg ) And prefers the name 'ST-84'
Back Story: Was already a soldier... in less conventional ways.

[ZombiLoin]

Name: Max DeSilva
love: Female
Age: 24
Role: Rifleman
Desc: 5'9, jet black hair cut short and slicked back, of East Asian/Catalonian descent.
Backstory: Was studying to become a computer engineer before being conscripted. Knows how to maintain and create electric/digital equipment.

Edit: a word. Autocorrect likes to correct everything but stuff that actually needs to be corrected.
And love. I'm on fire today.

[Ragequit]

Name: Omar Kleiner
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Role: Rifleman
Description: 5'11, Short slightly curled dark brown hair, white, average build
Backstory: Went on a robbing spree with five others, their last robbery went awry and many people were shot. Three of the group were killed by police, the other two would become vegetables. He was the only one to surrender to police and was given two options. A, rot in prison for a lifetime, or B, a forced military service. His choice was made almost immediately

[Mr. Hurricane]

Description: A 7ft trooper who tends to carry a Sawn Off shotgun as a tertiary weapon. Almost never reveals face. He also carries a semi-ancient G3 successor, the G8A2B (Second Gun, Top one's stock. http://i.imgur.com/T8FQhpf.jpg ) And prefers the name 'ST-84'
Back Story: Was already a soldier... in less conventional ways.