Post by Princess Luna on Nov 11, 2011 14:58:47 GMT -8
Name: Sgt. Conrad S. "Duke" Hauser
Age: 25
Movie/Show: GIJR
Picture: i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad258/Chonchoisawesome/Untitled-100.png
Other: He's got wings and still has his scar, but otherwise, same guy.
Personality: Duke is really stubborn. Like, REALLY stubborn. He's usually the one in charge and if he's not, you usually have stubborn Duke. Onwards further with his personality, he wants to keep others safe, even if his own life is at risk or if they don't agree with him. He's rather courageous, but also really aggressive. So if you do something wrong, he'll totally go full out drill sarge at you. He's also sarcastic and humorous at times.
History: Duke had grown up a pretty normal life until high school. There, he had become an aspiring football player, hoping to get a scholarship after the last game. But it was not to be, because after an injury causing him to break his leg, he lost all hope for his scholarship. And at Christmastime too.
One day, the guy that unintentionally broke his leg was all "Gimme my chili fries," since Duke had to get a job at a fast food restaraunt, but once he found out Duke broke his leg he felt guilty and offerred him to be in the military.
Duke accepted and was in the military for a while until a mission went horribly wrong, causing pretty much everyone to believe that him, Scarlett, Tunnel Rat, Ripcord, and Roadblock were criminals, even though it was really a Cobra corporation that was a terrorist group.
On the run now, he and his group were always trying to find ways to exploit Cobra. Once they finally had gotten the evidence, however, it seemed to be all for nothing. When on the ledge deciding life or death, Duke had lost grip, plummeting down to his death below. Everyone else had made it out alive as far as Duke knew with their crucial evidence.
But that was when things were strange. Duke was still alive and woke up the next morning, having no idea where he was, believing it must just be a dream. Hauser has yet to find out that he's dead.
Family: Connie Hauser~mother
Max Hauser~Father
Vincent Hauser~younger brother
Class: Fallen angel
Allies: Other fallen angels I'd assume.
Enemies: Cobra, others TBD.
Sample Post:
Well... things couldn't get worse now could they? Duke had no clue where he was, no idea where his team was, and no idea that he was dead. All he knew was that he had wings now, and that he was going to attempt using them. His icy blue gaze narrowed downwards to the ground that seemed so far away, mind racing back to his latest memories. Facility. Rockets. Explosions. Burning pain that seemed to seer at his skin. The only thing that seemed remotely close to a burn that would show injuries like that was his eye. A scar from above his eyebrow to his cheek showed on his face.
But... he couldn't remember a hospital. He couldn't see stitches. He still had his skin, his clothing, everything. It didn't make sense to him. He winced at the memory of pain as if it were still there. Everything blacked out after that. A coma. That had to be the most likely reasoning. But the wings. How could he explain the wings? "Maybe a 'get better soon' gift from the doctors." Duke said with a chuckle.
It didn't seem to fit right. Nothing was right. This had to be a dream. A really, awful dream he had to wake up from. Maybe he just had to fall down off of the roof he stood on trying to use his wings. His wings extended, and Duke took a leap of faith, crashing anyways. Note to self. Don't try that again.
Age: 25
Movie/Show: GIJR
Picture: i941.photobucket.com/albums/ad258/Chonchoisawesome/Untitled-100.png
Other: He's got wings and still has his scar, but otherwise, same guy.
Personality: Duke is really stubborn. Like, REALLY stubborn. He's usually the one in charge and if he's not, you usually have stubborn Duke. Onwards further with his personality, he wants to keep others safe, even if his own life is at risk or if they don't agree with him. He's rather courageous, but also really aggressive. So if you do something wrong, he'll totally go full out drill sarge at you. He's also sarcastic and humorous at times.
History: Duke had grown up a pretty normal life until high school. There, he had become an aspiring football player, hoping to get a scholarship after the last game. But it was not to be, because after an injury causing him to break his leg, he lost all hope for his scholarship. And at Christmastime too.
One day, the guy that unintentionally broke his leg was all "Gimme my chili fries," since Duke had to get a job at a fast food restaraunt, but once he found out Duke broke his leg he felt guilty and offerred him to be in the military.
Duke accepted and was in the military for a while until a mission went horribly wrong, causing pretty much everyone to believe that him, Scarlett, Tunnel Rat, Ripcord, and Roadblock were criminals, even though it was really a Cobra corporation that was a terrorist group.
On the run now, he and his group were always trying to find ways to exploit Cobra. Once they finally had gotten the evidence, however, it seemed to be all for nothing. When on the ledge deciding life or death, Duke had lost grip, plummeting down to his death below. Everyone else had made it out alive as far as Duke knew with their crucial evidence.
But that was when things were strange. Duke was still alive and woke up the next morning, having no idea where he was, believing it must just be a dream. Hauser has yet to find out that he's dead.
Family: Connie Hauser~mother
Max Hauser~Father
Vincent Hauser~younger brother
Class: Fallen angel
Allies: Other fallen angels I'd assume.
Enemies: Cobra, others TBD.
Sample Post:
Well... things couldn't get worse now could they? Duke had no clue where he was, no idea where his team was, and no idea that he was dead. All he knew was that he had wings now, and that he was going to attempt using them. His icy blue gaze narrowed downwards to the ground that seemed so far away, mind racing back to his latest memories. Facility. Rockets. Explosions. Burning pain that seemed to seer at his skin. The only thing that seemed remotely close to a burn that would show injuries like that was his eye. A scar from above his eyebrow to his cheek showed on his face.
But... he couldn't remember a hospital. He couldn't see stitches. He still had his skin, his clothing, everything. It didn't make sense to him. He winced at the memory of pain as if it were still there. Everything blacked out after that. A coma. That had to be the most likely reasoning. But the wings. How could he explain the wings? "Maybe a 'get better soon' gift from the doctors." Duke said with a chuckle.
It didn't seem to fit right. Nothing was right. This had to be a dream. A really, awful dream he had to wake up from. Maybe he just had to fall down off of the roof he stood on trying to use his wings. His wings extended, and Duke took a leap of faith, crashing anyways. Note to self. Don't try that again.
