Post by vashhino on Dec 1, 2009 1:34:22 GMT -5
Name: Duncan Keystone
Age: 25
Gender: male
Height: 5’11
Eye Color: brown
Hair Color: brown
Personality:
Duncans personality is one of a fairly chatty nature he banters well in combat and talks cheerfully almost as if there was a party going on to his squad mates well not in combat. Basically he is a kind of nice and kind of loud guy. He after gaining his Gouf for reasons unknown to anyone he became almost a fan boy of Goufs and sees them as a suit that stands out in a world of Dom’s and Zakus he also borderline idolizes anyone of rank who pilots one even if there are other options given to them. Duncan exells in melee and short ranged combat and prefers to keep it that way. Well not under trained in mid and long range its just not his thing if the battle offers a choice on where to fight.
Clothing: Normally a slightly worn Zeon uniform. Not really unclear as much as its like he hasn’t been issued in a new one in a while. Which is not uncommon for a front line soldier well not dirty it is slightly un kept in a really not caring fashion. Well piloting he tends to wear a pair of sunglasses either over his eyes during the head or above them on his head at night. Most people figure it might be a good luck charm or just he lazy to take them off. The top of the uniform is often kept unbuttoned and left open he wears a white military issue T-shirt under the uniform top.
History: The room lights up ever slightly to reveal a stool with a man sitting on it. His blonde hair and red coat are the first things to be noticed he moves his sitting poison a little and smiles.
“Hello all my name is Vash Hino some of you may know me others may not. I would go into my back story but that’s not why I am here today. You see this time around I am not the main focus of our story or even part of the side story. This time I am here to tell you about our true hero. A man who’s fight during this era isn’t one of self gain or government backing but instead he and his squad of misfits are just trying to survive a harsh war that has already killed many men, woman, and children. But my job isn’t to give you back story on the war but instead narrate the life of Duncan Keystone. It is kind of a boring job but this timeline wont allow any of my suits so since I HAD to be here I figured I might as well be doing something. So no more of my ranting about how I don’t get to play a role in this world I’ll just continue with the story.”
Duncan’s early life as that most of characters that are not conically depressed or just total dicks was pretty forward and uneventful. Normal parents, normal school, normal everything. Then soon after the war had begun he was drafted into Zeon and sent to earth. During the earily training days he had shown earily development and specializing in melee combat. Either this was because of a natural talent or just his lover for being in the middle of things was never clearly decided. He was going to be assigned to a Zaku like just like everyone else. One fateful day however Duncan was responcible for saving a commanding officer from a freak grease fryer accident in the training facilities kitchen (There will be a RP post about this at a later date) and as a sign of gratitude he was allowed to select a suit from a line up and the Gouf was chosen. He was later assigned to be the melee support for a mid to long range assault squadron mostly there to keep enemy mobile suits at bay well the range units pick them off. Duncan doesn’t really fight in this war for any of Zeons beliefs of ideals but mostly to stay alive and stay in one piece though this seemingly never ending war.
Vash looks around and sighs there is the intro for our new hero. I’ll be here from time to time to give background information or narration when its needed….other then that I guess I’ll just sit here alone in this room not having adventures and not yelling love and peace.
Age: 25
Gender: male
Height: 5’11
Eye Color: brown
Hair Color: brown
Personality:
Duncans personality is one of a fairly chatty nature he banters well in combat and talks cheerfully almost as if there was a party going on to his squad mates well not in combat. Basically he is a kind of nice and kind of loud guy. He after gaining his Gouf for reasons unknown to anyone he became almost a fan boy of Goufs and sees them as a suit that stands out in a world of Dom’s and Zakus he also borderline idolizes anyone of rank who pilots one even if there are other options given to them. Duncan exells in melee and short ranged combat and prefers to keep it that way. Well not under trained in mid and long range its just not his thing if the battle offers a choice on where to fight.
Clothing: Normally a slightly worn Zeon uniform. Not really unclear as much as its like he hasn’t been issued in a new one in a while. Which is not uncommon for a front line soldier well not dirty it is slightly un kept in a really not caring fashion. Well piloting he tends to wear a pair of sunglasses either over his eyes during the head or above them on his head at night. Most people figure it might be a good luck charm or just he lazy to take them off. The top of the uniform is often kept unbuttoned and left open he wears a white military issue T-shirt under the uniform top.
History: The room lights up ever slightly to reveal a stool with a man sitting on it. His blonde hair and red coat are the first things to be noticed he moves his sitting poison a little and smiles.
“Hello all my name is Vash Hino some of you may know me others may not. I would go into my back story but that’s not why I am here today. You see this time around I am not the main focus of our story or even part of the side story. This time I am here to tell you about our true hero. A man who’s fight during this era isn’t one of self gain or government backing but instead he and his squad of misfits are just trying to survive a harsh war that has already killed many men, woman, and children. But my job isn’t to give you back story on the war but instead narrate the life of Duncan Keystone. It is kind of a boring job but this timeline wont allow any of my suits so since I HAD to be here I figured I might as well be doing something. So no more of my ranting about how I don’t get to play a role in this world I’ll just continue with the story.”
Duncan’s early life as that most of characters that are not conically depressed or just total dicks was pretty forward and uneventful. Normal parents, normal school, normal everything. Then soon after the war had begun he was drafted into Zeon and sent to earth. During the earily training days he had shown earily development and specializing in melee combat. Either this was because of a natural talent or just his lover for being in the middle of things was never clearly decided. He was going to be assigned to a Zaku like just like everyone else. One fateful day however Duncan was responcible for saving a commanding officer from a freak grease fryer accident in the training facilities kitchen (There will be a RP post about this at a later date) and as a sign of gratitude he was allowed to select a suit from a line up and the Gouf was chosen. He was later assigned to be the melee support for a mid to long range assault squadron mostly there to keep enemy mobile suits at bay well the range units pick them off. Duncan doesn’t really fight in this war for any of Zeons beliefs of ideals but mostly to stay alive and stay in one piece though this seemingly never ending war.
Vash looks around and sighs there is the intro for our new hero. I’ll be here from time to time to give background information or narration when its needed….other then that I guess I’ll just sit here alone in this room not having adventures and not yelling love and peace.