XCOM Role Play Season 4: Enemy Within [RECRUITMENT CENTRE]

[ThatWimmerKid]

Given Name: Stephen

Family Name: Wimmer

Gender: Male

DOB: 1982

Height: 6’0”

Weight: 150lbs.

Service prior to XCOM recruitment: Fighter Pilot, USAF. Attached to 335th Fighter Squadron

Notable achievements:

Flew in support of multiple bombing missions in Operation Iraqi Freedom.

350 Logged flight hours.

3 Confirmed Kills against Iraqi Air Force MiG 29’s. (The most kills obtained by a pilot in a 21st century engagement)

Distinguished Flying Cross


The world had more or less been turned upside down for Stephen since nearly all of his squadron had been grounded due to budget cuts. “We regret to inform you that the USAF has run out of money to keep all of you flying blah-blah hearts and minds” was what ran through his head, replaying the Generals speech in a mocking tone. “At least they weren’t lying when they said the flyboys got the cushiest of all positions” he thought to himself as he laid in his bunk. With his wings more or less clipped, they shipped him and the rest of his grounded squadron back to Ramstein Air Base in Germany to twiddle their thumbs. Of all times to be grounded, just before the F-35 entered service. He was really excited to get behind the yoke of a new aircraft. The F-15E, though insanely reliable, felt dated to him, even if its flight characteristics attributed to his 3 kills. Something about the “newness” of a Fifth-Generation fighter called out to him, like his whole life was building up to flying one of those. His thoughts wandered to what would become of himself. There weren’t many options that involved flying for grounded military pilots, other than to return stateside and pursue flying for an airline. But that wouldn’t satisfy him, and he knew he couldn’t do that. He wondered if NASA, the ESA, or SpaceX had any openings for test pilots. The thought of flying some experimental Single-Stage to Orbit space plane was enough to cause a wide grin to spread across his face. Unfortunately, his daydream was interrupted by the Base Commander barging into his room.

“Major, you have visitors waiting for you in the terminus.”

Something about the way general Gorenc said the word “visitors” put Stephen on edge, and he wasn’t one to get nervous about superior officers yelling at him. All his family had died years prior, and there was no way any of his friends had decided to pop over to Germany for a visit. For the first time in a long while, Stephen felt uneasy as he walked from the barracks to the main terminus. The general lead him to a secluded room inside the main building, and gestured for him to step inside. Upon opening the door, he was even more confused than before. He was expecting G-Men, and while he wasn’t exactly wrong, the two men that stood opposite of him had clearly missed the memo on proper government agent attire. Rather, they got about half of it right; black pants, cap-toe oxfords, but the torso and up was completely wrong. V-Neck sweaters with a strange emblem embroidered on the left breast. Vigilo Confido. His Latin was rusty, but he knew enough to roughly translate it as “Confidence Watches”.

“Sit down, Major Wimmer”, one of the men commanded.

The shear force he spoke with compelled Stephen to do so before he could even think about that fact that these people probably had no authority over him. Before he could voice his thoughts, the other sweater-clad G-Man spoke, passing a folder across the table separating them.

“You’ve been grounded, it would seem.”

“My, it’s like you have access to USAF Personnel Files.” Stephen quipped sarcastically as he thumbed through the file. His sarcasm quickly faded as he pulled out various documents relating to his career. Quite a few were marked with the distinctive “CLASSIFIED” stamp.

“We’re going to be as straightforward as we can with you, Major. Our organization is in desperate need of crack pilots trained in modern air-to-air combat. Your achievements for the American government have not gone unnoticed, and we would be most appreciative if you agreed to fly for us.”

The mere thought of getting back in the air and flying was enough to crack Stephens’s composure, exactly what these men wanted to happen.

“Of course, we cannot tell you anything beyond what we’ve said unless you…”

“As long as I get to fly again, I’ll agree to whatever I need to.” His rashness getting the better of him. The two men looked at each other and nodded in approval.

“The Commander will be pleased to hear that. Follow us.” The men stood and promptly walked out of the room, and Stephen obediently followed. They lead him outside of the main building where a convoy of SUVs was waiting. The men gestured to one with the windows blacked-out. Suddenly wondering just what the hell he had gotten himself into, the doors slammed shut. There was a solid partition between the back and front seats. Wherever he was heading, he had no idea of knowing. As the car started, he began wondering just how big of a deal he had just gotten himself into. He was basically about to go AWOL, and no one really cared or tried to stop him. Whatever it was, it was big. Very big.

Pledge: I have, on this day, voluntarily enlisted myself, as an elite military soldier, in the X-COM special forces. I am giving myself, unconditionally, to the cause. I do bind myself to conform, in all instances, to such rules and regulations, as set forth by my supreme commander ChristopherOdd. I trust him with my life. And by taking this oath, I realize, I may ultimately lose something while defending the planetary systems. My life.

 

[Rocketbottle]

FIRST NAME: Jake

LAST NAME: Hammings

GENDER: Male

Age: 30

BIOGRAPHPICAL SYNOPSIS: Jake Hennings was born in the metropolis of Manhattan. He was born in poverty because his parents made debts to the wrong people and they had to survive. In his younger years Jake always Dreamed of being the hero saving people stopping villains so he joined the army when he was 18. Three years later he had to do a important job, he had to lead a platoon and civilians out of enemy lines and to the evacuation zone, so Jake successfully lead his platoon and civilians to evacuation zone with only 10 casualties out of 100. He was a hero to the military and the public he gained medals,had a charity foundation, and even got married and had a kid. His marrige with his wife led him to quit the millitary. He was a hero like he wanted to be. Until he had a taste of his demise, alcoholism he had became addicted to alcohol and he commonly became a drunk in public making a fool of himself and beating his wife at home. He eventually lost his job as a accountant for arriving drunk and harassing workers. Since he needed money for bills he stole from his charity and was imprisoned for 5 years, for fraud and domestic abuse. while in prison his wife finally made a divorce case and he lost his wife and kid. When he got out of prison he wasted his days at a bar until he met a recruiter of X-COM project.


PLEDGE: I have, on this day, voluntarily enlisted myself, as an elite military soldier, in the X-COM special forces. I am giving myself unconditionally, to the cause. I do bind myself to conform, in all instances, to such rules and regulations, as set forth by my supreme commander Christopher Odd. I trust him with my life. And by taking this oath, I realize I may ultimately lose something while defending the planetary systems. My life

 

[Straif]

Name: Samual Random

Gender: Male

DOB: 1990

Height: 5' 10"

Weight: 130lbs.

Service prior to XCOM recruitment: Fighter Pilot, USAF. Attached to High Altitude Warfare, Experimental (HAWX) advanced aircraft testing unit, following two-year service in the Middle East with 105th Fighter Wing stationed at McCord Air Force Base, Washington
Notable achievements: One of the main test pilots for the "Raven"-class VTOL interceptor, one air-to-air kill (Iraqi transport helicopter, using an AIM-9X Sidewinder missile) during his tour with the 105th, 300 logged flight hours, 100 in Ravens

Position: Interceptor Pilot (Anywhere thats free)

Bio:

For Sam Random, flying is practically in the blood.
The Random family (originally from Scotland, under the name Sharp) has been a part of aviation litterally since its birth; Sam's great-great-grandfather, Alexander Random, witnessed the Wright Brothers historic flight at Kitty Hawk, North Carolina and flew in WWI with the American volenteer pilots for the French. His son, David Random, flew in WWII as a bomber escort over Germany, racking up an impressive 12 kills in his P-38 Lightning. His son, Sam's father, stayed on the ground, but made his living designing aircraft for the Boeing company.
Sam returned the Random family to their rightful place in the skies, joining the Air Force directly out of a year of college, following a high school-long stint with the Civil Air Patrol and several pilots associations.
Blazing through flight training on pure skill, daring, and quite a bit of luck, Sam was assigned to the 105th Fighter Wing out of McCord AFB, flying an F-15E on combat air patrols over the majority of the Middle East for two years. When the withdrawl of troops from that area commenced, Random requested a transfer that would allow him to keep flying until his third tour of duty was done.
Because of his previous record (as well as several reports of his expert handling of malfunctioning or damaged aircraft), he was assigned to the flight testing unit HAWX; High Altitude Warfare, Experimental, under the command of Col. O'Neil.
During his year with HAWX, Sam personally flew fifty different experimental aircraft (usually just standard planes, such as F-15s, F-16s, and even a couple F-22s, with additional electronics and weapons packages and similar), but his skill quickly earned him a higher position within the unit, and he was rewarded accordingly.
Samual Random became the first pilot to officially test the newest in interceptor technology; the fully vertical/short takeoff and landing capable AV-1 Raven. Through his work, several possibly catastrophic design flaws were found and rectified, and the Raven was cleared for official use, to replace the over-priced F-35B and aging Harrier jumpjets.
With his tour ending, Sam thought that he would have to find somewhere else to work...possibly a private contractor or Boeing...

Then the men with the black suits, red ties, and silver hexagonal pins with the X on them reading Vigilo Confido came to his house and offered him a new place.

Now, Random finds himself behind the stick of a Raven once again...but against a NEW threat, protecting North America from something he doesn't quite understand...



PLEDGE: I have, on this day, voluntarily enlisted myself, as an elite military soldier, in the X-COM special forces. I am giving myself unconditionally, to the cause. I do bind myself to conform, in all instances, to such rules and regulations, as set forth by my supreme commander Christopher Odd. I trust him with my life. And by taking this oath, I realize I may ultimately lose something while defending the planetary systems. My life

 

[AugurOfRuin]

First Name:Nina
Last Name:Ngyuen
Age: 25
Gender: Female
Biographical Synopsis: Nina has been interested for her whole life in millitarry science, she started reading about it as soon as she was able to read. She was allways the outcast of her class as she buried her nose in the books and got perfect grades due to studying as much as she could. She got a position working for a private millitarry company where she worked to help improve the technological advancment of the company and the soldiers understanding of the technology given to them. Due to the low funding of the private millitarry company, they lacked a strategic trainer for the soldiers recruited, meaning at first there was very little training in terms of strategy for the newbies about to be trained. Nina however decided to offer herself for this position, knowing strategy well due to it being a reguired part of her studies in millitarry science. After 5 years the company was having economical issues and decided to cut the training budget used to train new soldiers, Nina was left with more engineering than training the newbies, yet even in the technological aspect very little progress could be made, as they we're very lacking in eguipment to use to help the soldiers understand technology. When the company started going bankrupt Nina met someone who offered her a place where her talents in engineering and strategical knowbeledge could be utilised without having to worry abot low budget. Nina chose to accept the offer, leaving the company to die on its own.

Pledge: I have, on this day, voluntarily enlisted myself, as a trainer, in the X-COM officer training school. I am giving myself, unconditionally, to the cause. I do bind myself to conform, in all instances, to such rules and regulations, as set forth by my supreme commander ChristopherOdd. I trust him with my life. And by taking this oath, I realize, I may ultimately lose something while defending the planetary systems. My life.

 

[Jonathan Wingate]

First Name: Jonathan

Last Name: Wingate

Gender: Male

Age:22


Biographical Synopsis: My life has been nothing but crap, all day every day, but I'm not going to bore you with the details.. The low down I'm a merc from now to forever . I work for this paramilitary company called PARAGON(PARAmilitary Global Offensive Network). I killed, stolen, and even died twice (Long Story). If you passed the test they gave you a nickname, mine was ''Allfather'' but life was over after operation ''Dying Crown'', my best friend died that day , his name was Reaper. Most badass solider you could ever meet ever. I quit PARAGON and never went back. All I had left of him is his Tac Knife. 7 years later and now i'm hired to fight fucking aliens. I guess it matches my motto '' I'f you die fighting then you take 1000 more with you. anyways......
Pledge: I have, on this day, voluntarily enlisted myself, as an elite military soldier, in the X-COM special forces. I am giving myself, unconditionally, to the cause. I do bind myself to conform, in all instances, to such rules and regulations, as set forth by my supreme commander ChristopherOdd. I trust him with my life. And by taking this oath, I realize, I may ultimately lose something while defending the planetary systems. My life.

 

[Hyozanru]

First Name: Shaun
Last Name: Cross
Gender: Male
Biographical Synopsis: Former CIA agent, born in 1989, San Diego. Expertise in armed combat, close combat, and espionage. current achievement during his duty were being the best rookie in CIA, a fast-learner , and managed to clear his first solo - mission without scratch in Africa.
nothing much about his early life, except becoming a young rebel in the late 90s. causing so much trouble in town, though he's the best student in his school.
he's recruited for CIA at the age of 17, served for 7 years. after his duty he's currently resides in *put country Here*, over the passed two years ,he spent his normal life, with some dirty jobs along the way.
We manage to reach his contact upon we met some of his acquanitances, he is surely trying to keep himself secluded.

Pledge: I have, on this day, voluntarily enlisted myself, as an elite military soldier, in the X-COM special forces. I am giving myself, unconditionally, to the cause. I do bind myself to conform, in all instances, to such rules and regulations, as set forth by my supreme commander ChristopherOdd. I trust him with my life. And by taking this oath, I realize, I may ultimately lose something while defending the planetary systems. My life.

 

[UltimaNamir]

Good morning Commander ChristopherOdd. Here is the file you requested pertaining to this individual. I'm not excited about possibly losing a very good soldier, but I was ordered to help with any resources I have, including personnel. I'm not entirely sure what you guys are up to but I assume its something big.

First Name: Tyler
Last Name: Young
Nickname: "Slender" (When earned)
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: Caucasian
Country of Origin : United States
Sexuality: Bisexual
Marital Status: Single
Height: 5'9''
Weight: 165 lbs
Hair: Medium Black Hair
Eyes: Slate Grey
Scarring/Tattoos: Tattoo of a griffin with its wings skewered by a sword with 16 tally marks etched into the blade on his left shoulder. Also jagged scar along right index finger with the tip amputated.

Biographical Synopsis: Born in 1988 in Ridgecrest, California. Tyler was an orphan and he views the military as his family. He was a fairly quiet child, preferring to keep to himself. He didn't have very many friends. Not to say he was anti-social, just shy. At 16 he suffered an accident where the tip of his right index finger had to be amputated (luckily he is left handed). When he was 17 he ran off and joined the military, joining the Military Intelligence field. While in basic training, his company commander realized he was highly adept at combat and sent him off to train as infantry rather then intelligence. He made high marks, getting expert when firing an M-16 rifle. He later went into advanced training and shot his first sniper rifle. During a field exercise to test the trainee's ability at camouflage, he had fitted his gilly suit so well he had gotten within a few meters of the instructors without them noticing him. He joined a unit that was off the books. Trained to stay as far from the mission objective as possible when taking a shot. He was sent out on a highly classified operation to remove a dictator in the far east. His spotter died in the drop when his parachute didn't deploy so he had to do the job himself. And he succeeded, earning him more recognition with his unit commander as well as the ire of several higher-ups. After he was sent to my unit, we had a paintball tournament out in the forest to help build morale from the troops. During the tournament one of the members of his opposing team noticed him out of the corner of his eye. When he turned to look at him, Tyler was gone. The next thing he knew he had been hit by a white paintball, Tyler's color. Shortly after word got around of this, his squad mates started to call him "Slender" in reference to Slenderman. He is currently stationed in Washington D.C. awaiting any further orders.When we asked him why he joined the military he told us it was because he felt wrong that he was sitting on the sidelines while others were fighting and dying for him. He nodded at his squad and added that they were the reason he kept fighting and would make sure they came back from their missions alive with him.

On a side note Commander, if you need something done, he is your man. He's willing to do what is necessary to get a job done unless it endangers his team. I will admit, he is as loyal as it comes. While its difficult to get his trust but once you do he will willingly trudge through the fires of hell for you and his teammates. I've personally seen him, from time to time, visiting wounded soldiers in the medical wing here. Seems that when ever he isn't training, sleeping, or eating he is down there sitting by his comrades sides.

Military History:
1 tour in Iraq with the 501st Airborne.
Was to deploy to Korea but was unable to pass a mental evaluation at the time.
Was stationed in Germany for 2 years.

Accomplishments:
Has experience within a wide range of weaponry.
Completed advanced sniper training at Camp Pendleton.
First soldier in his unit to hit a target outside of the range of fire accurately.
Currently is the only sniper within his unit to operate without a spotter.

Psychological Evaluation:
His family a history of mental illness. His grandfather had Alzheimer's while his grandmother had a mild case of schizophrenia. He underwent an evaluation as per protocol after a highly dangerous mission. While medical personnel deemed him physically fit for combat , the onsite psychologist showed some concerns and said while he may be stable, he is a little bit unhinged with sociopathic tendencies. He also shows signs of possible PTSD, which would be understandable considering the outcome of said previous mission. When pressed for more details about what happened, he refused to answer, claiming it was classified despite being told before the exam that the psychologist was cleared to know about the mission details. We suspect he blames himself for the death of his spotter as he has become withdrawn. He has been keen on protecting his new squad, regardless of whether he returns from the field himself or not.

Pledge: I have, on this day, voluntarily enlisted myself, as an elite military soldier, in the X-COM special forces. I am giving myself, unconditionally, to the cause. I do bind myself to conform, in all instances, to such rules and regulations, as set forth by my supreme commander ChristopherOdd. I trust him with my life. And by taking this oath, I realize, I may ultimately lose something while defending the planetary systems. My life.

 

[NanoFate3000]

First Name: Tamara
Last Name: Rodrigues
Nickname: (None yet)
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Date of Birth: February 20, 1990
Place of Birth: Gramado, Brazil
Height: 5'6''
Weight: 135 lbs
Hair: Short Wavy Black Hair
Eyes: Green

Biographical Synopsis: Raised by her father, Tamara had little to no knowledge of how to act like a girl, trained in the arts of milking cows and cleaning the pigpens until the age of 10 by her father, she didn't had much friends, as they said she was smelly, all of this led Tamara to a very introverted way of life, studying, reading books, and watching movies was all she did, that led to a very unhealty love for guns and explosives, influenced by comics such as The Phantom, and movies like The Godfather.
From the age of ten she started making her life more... entertaining, stealing her father's gun to shoot at ducks and pidgeons, it was AWESOME! all the things that she managed to kill... with just a pull of a trigger she had so much power!
It was four years later that she would come to know how much of a good shot she came to be, coming back from a successful duck hunt she saw her house with all the lights off, she sneaked in the house to find her dad bound and gagged in a corner, he immediately became aware of his daughter presence, and the panic showed in his face, she was sure he would scream at her to flee if he could, and she grimaced a little at the thought that she would get in trouble after this, since there is no way her dad would go down without a fight if he had his rifle, but she had stolen it, no no no, she had no time to think about that, she had a house to save, and they were upstairs, she was heavily outnumbered she could hear atleast five... she was scared... but no, she had to act, otherwise they would get away, it was common where she lived of news about farmers killing burglars that invaded their houses, even her father had done it once or twice, and she was about to do it now.
A little push in the chair, made it look like someone bumped in it by accident, and a seemingly innocent "Father?" from her was all it took to make two guys come running down the stairs.
BOOM! one down even before finishing getting to the first floor.
The other didn't even had time to think and BOOM! another perfect hit with her father's rifle.
Reloading took ages in her head "Why didn't i practice reloading faster!?!?"
She barely finished reloading when she heard a revolver being shot at random "Where you at, you lil' fucker!? I'll put a hole in yer' head!" She noticed he had no clue of where she was.
She had to move.
Now.
Got better cover, he will not know what hit him.
BOOM! Three down, a lot more to go.
She moved again.
Out of the house.
No movement, her adrenaline rising.
Up to the tree, there she had a good view of them on the second floor.
She put another bullet in just to make sure.
Three upstairs, one was going down the staircase right this moment.
"Wait for it... wait for it..." BOOM! There goes his brains across the floor.
The other two started panicking, they had no clue where she was.
As soon as one looked her way... BOOM! fourth.
Shit! the last one noticed her position.
"RELOAD RELOAD RELOAD"
"FUCK! I DROPPED THE BULLETS"
She was sweating profusely, she jumped down, heard a shot in her general direction.
Hid behind the tree and recovered the bullets.
Reloaded.
And as soon as she looked at the house, she saw something horrible.
The man had got her father.
He was using him as human shield and screaming things she didn't hear.
She was trembling with fear.
"DROP YOUR FUCKING RIFLE, YOU BRAT, OR I EXPLODE HIS BRAINS!"
She looked at her dad.
He wasn't afraid.
She was.
His eyes.
They were asking for her to shoot.
So she did.
Six years later, she is being expelled from the army, there is no war to be fought in Brazil, they have no use for her talents, no family, no way of getting money, she ended up becoming a police officer, atleast she can shoot some bandits, how wrong she was... all her co-workers were extorting either from the drug dealers, or from the business owners, that made her sick, so sick she would throw up almost everyday when she got home, it was awful, they were awful, she was awful.
Atleast she was known for her good aim, and was respected for that, this and some rare nice people got her through six years in that godforsaken place, but in this day, something would change Tamara's life forever, there was something in the mailbox, it wasn't the end of the month, so it wasn't more bills to pay, that made her open it really fast, some crazy enthusiasm taking control of her:
XCOM PROJECT.
What the hell!?
The more she read it, the more she got in to that idea.
Protecting the whole planet!?
Seems like something her father would be proud.
So it was decided like that, as fast as her fingers pull the trigger.

Pledge: I have, on this day, voluntarily enlisted myself, as an elite military soldier, in the X-COM special forces. I am giving myself, unconditionally, to the cause. I do bind myself to conform, in all instances, to such rules and regulations, as set forth by my supreme commander ChristopherOdd. I trust him with my life. And by taking this oath, I realize, I may ultimately lose something while defending the planetary systems. My life.

 

[Whiplash779]

CLASSIFIED
SECURITY CLEARANCE: ALPHA

Personnel File
Possible X-COM Recruit

Released per Gen. [REDACTED] 's Request
​

First Name: Michael
Last Name: Eaton
Nickname: 'Whiplash' or 'Ghost'
Gender: Male
Race: Caucasian
Age: 26? (see biography for details)

Textual Biography:

NOTE: All details before recruitment into the US armed forces are the subject's own account and cannot be verified at this time.

Born in Houston, Texas to unknown parents, Michael was cast off and left to die on the streets. Luckily, he was found by a young single mother and was taken in as her adoptive third child. However, devoid of official documents to identify him, he was impossible to ID. His new mother was embarrassed to admit she had found him and told no one how he was found. He quickly grew and made friends with children in the area, but that life was ripped away from him when, on his twelfth birthday, a violent gang committed a drive-by assault as he and his family were out walking. He managed to dive behind a nearby dumpster to escape the gunfire, but the rest of his family was not so lucky.

Forced by his circumstances, he turned to a life of petty crime, stealing only what he needed and trying his hardest not to hurt those who didn't deserve it. However, the gang hit instilled in him a kind of vendetta against those who threatened him, those he cared about (a very exclusive group), or his way of life. He became a vigilante of sorts, learning to be proficient with many weapons and also developing a tactical sense for urban combat that no one around him could match.

Eventually, on his 18th birthday (at least, the 18th anniversary of the day his mother found him), he signed up to join the United States Marine Corps. His lack of any conclusive identification hindered the process greatly, but his skills managed to convince the recruitment board to let him sign on, regardless. His sense of honor and his enigmatic yet attractive personality earned him many friends in his platoon. His success in the field and his achievements as a soldier quickly moved him through the ranks to the rank of Master Sergeant, where he decided to stay. That is, until he was moved to a special unit by the Federal Government.

His unit was tasked with special operations done outside the jurisdiction of applicable laws. In fact, his lack of a traceable identity made it even easier for him to be made legally nonexistent. The operations they carried out were clandestine in nature, and the unit was often tasked with taking out single targets that posed a threat to US interests in the area. They often took place in urban settings -- suited to his skills -- against numerous personal security forces hired by the target. M Sgt Eaton was Designated Marksman for his unit and was unanimously voted by his fellow soldiers as squad leader within a week of their formation. He earned the nickname of 'Whiplash' within his squad due to the characteristic motion of the head his expertly placed shots caused. Others in his unit called him the 'Ghost' because of his lack of identity and because no enemy on the battlefield saw him before they died.

When the extraterrestrial threat appeared, his name was put forth before Commander Odd as a candidate for recruitment into the
X-COM project.

Psychiatric Note: Mr. Eaton shows great promise for our initiative. He is willing to do anything necessary to repel any threat to humanity. He has an inner sense of honor few can match. That being said, he has a tendency towards rash action, narcissism, and unwarranted confidence in his own abilities. Likens himself to Oedipus; cast off at birth, only to be found and raised by someone else. He says that, like the legendary king, he is destined for greatness. This confidence has not been unearned, but I fear he could break if the alien threat proves to be more difficult to overcome than the adversaries he is used to engaging. Be careful with this one. If you handle him with care, he could turn into a very powerful soldier. If left unchecked, he could be a danger not only to himself, but to his fellow squad mates as well.

X-COM Recruitment Pledge:
I have, on this day, voluntarily enlisted myself, as an elite military soldier, in the X-COM special forces. I am giving myself, unconditionally, to the cause. I do bind myself to conform, in all instances, to such rules and regulations, as set forth by my supreme commander ChristopherOdd. I trust him with my life. And by taking this oath, I realize, I may ultimately lose something while defending the planetary systems. My life.

Signed, ___Michael Eaton___

END REPORT​

 

[Gruntmaster26]

First Name: George
Last Name: Washington
Gender: Male
Biographical Synopsis: Being born in the city he was constantly exposed to street violence, because of this he has always been accustomed to defending himself when he needed to, ever since high school he was always a good student grade A's or B's never failing in classes. Once he completed school he joined the military and became a well reknown in Marksmanship and Recon being very good with weapons of almost all kinds. Finally being noticed for his exceptional skill he was unknowingly recruited for the Xcom project prepared to lay down his life for his planet for the greater good.


Pledge: I have, on this day, voluntarily enlisted myself, as an elite military soldier, in the X-COM special forces. I am giving myself, unconditionally, to the cause. I do bind myself to conform, in all instances, to such rules and regulations, as set forth by my supreme commander ChristopherOdd. I trust him with my life. And by taking this oath, I realize, I may ultimately lose something while defending the planetary systems. My life.

 

[Daryl Dixon:)]

First Name: Joshua
Last Name: Foster
Gender: Male
Age: 54
Biographical Synopsis: I was born in North Dakota of a farm. Most of my family were made up of farmers but the only uncle that I had was in the US Military. I always looked up to him in a different way then the rest of my family. The last time I saw my uncle he was heading to Vietnam to fight there. A few years while he was at Vietnam, we got a call about his death. After his passing I wanted to join the military and avenge his death in a war. When I turned 18 I joined the US military. Most of the time all we did was training drills. By the time the Iraq war started I was already a Captain. My team was sent to do a recon mission in the cover of dark for a week to provide useful intelligence about the enemy. On the last day, we got spotted heading the extraction zone. Right before our helicopter got there, the enemy was all around us and grenade got tossed my way and the next thing I know I was in a Military base. They told me that after the grenade made me unconscious, a RPG hit my men and most of them were dead or injured. In the end I was the only man from my team not to be hurt. About a year later, I was on patrol in Iraq on a convoy to supply our forward base with more weapons, food, and ammo. We were almost there when we heard gunfire. All the sudden a RPG hit the front car and back car in our convoy. I ordered us to retreat. Before we got away from them, one of the Terrorists got a lucky shot and got me straight threw the chest, and another through my left leg. When we got back to the main base, I was told that 5/13 cars we had got destroyed. After this incident I retired from the military.

Pledge: I have, on this day, voluntarily enlisted myself, as an elite military soldier, in the X-COM special forces. I am giving myself, unconditionally, to the cause. I do bind myself to conform, in all instances, to such rules and regulations, as set forth by my supreme commander ChristopherOdd. I trust him with my life. And by taking this oath, I realize, I may ultimately lose something while defending the planetary systems. My life.

 

[Aristeus]

First Name: Shino
Last Name: BloodfangGender: Male
Age: 26
Eyes: Blue and one white
Hair: Dark brown
Body: 70% scars and healed woundsBiographical Synopsis: *Agent speaking* Comes from a family of assassins. His dad (Yorte) and mom (Kikiba) are professionals. And so are is his grandpa and grandma. He is the oldest of two younger siblings, The youngest is (Noctim) (12) He still has a lot to learn. Then comes my sister (Kira) (17). Shino was named after his grandpa.

We found it impossible to find them personally so we had to send them a assassination request. In it we asked to have the family join us. We only got the reply of the oldest son Shino. His files don't say a lot about him, he is blind in one eye because he went on a assassination job to early when he was young, he got in a fight with one of the guards and lost his eye. It doesn't say anything about the people he assassinated, but he has been on a lot of successful missions.

Shino and his family never live in one place for more than 3 months, they are always on the move. Shino Doesn't know a lot of people besides his family. Shino is very socially akward because of that, he also has a wierd sence of humor that only he and his family find funny.

Everyone is a target for him. He ignores that as long as they don't have a bounty above their head. Shino is also a very skilled fighter, and can make use of a large variety weapons. Everyone in his family has a incredibly high pain threshold, because of all the torture they got as a kid, it is a tradition to make the child strong. Tortures involve, long high electricity treatments, getting multiple bones broken, stabbed an pierced in multiple locations, etc. Shino has gotten a lot of scars because of this.

A skilled assassin that has been on many jobs, very talented and skilled. It doesn't matter if he does good or bad, he does it for the cash , and his family name. The family is well known in the underworld, and by the government. Both are using them to assassinate their enemy's. The government has been hiding their existence for very long, and they always used something to cover it up. The Bloodfang family assasinated people like:" Abraham Lincoln, Radama II, Gabriel Mkhumane, Atilla Altıkat, and loan P. Chulianu." And they may have been involved with finding Adolf Hitler's bunker location.

*Shino speaking* "People probably took notice of my work, because I've been invited to something really special. It might be a trap, but the papers seem to be okay, and it pays really good. Gandma, Grandpa and mom are on a other job. My dad is busy torturing my Noctim, and Kira is pretty lazy, so I'm up for the job. I wonder who I'll be assassinating this time ."

Pledge:I have, on this day, voluntarily enlisted myself, as an elite military soldier, in the X-COM special forces. I am giving myself, unconditionally, to the cause. I do bind myself to conform, in all instances, to such rules and regulations, as set forth by my supreme commander ChristopherOdd. I trust him with my life. And by taking this oath, I realize, I may ultimately lose something while defending the planetary systems. My life.

 

[Protestifications]

First Name: Quinn
Last Name: Stuart
Gender: Male
Biographical Synopsis: Private stuart enlisted in the United Kingdom Royal marines aged 18, and graduated said schools aged 20, having seen active service in the middle east and somalia, currently aged 35 he likes to keep a keen eye on things, some call him paranoid but he likes to call it "being thorough", he is medium functioning autistic, so he can take orders and reply just fine but put him in a position to give them and he'll likely panic. on top of this, he was raised in a military caste dating back to the days of the British empire, his entire male family having seen some kind of service, he is proud of this heritage and will speak for hours about stories, be they true or not, about the actions he and his ancestors have seen. as a child, the military fascinated him, this was spurred on by his farther endlessly telling him stories of heroism and chivalry. fightign the good fight. even though the idealistic view went away over time, his enthusiasm to serve did not, he sighned up as soon as it was possible.

The event that he boasts the most about (and likely caught the attention of his superiors) was a battle in Afghanistan in which he held off Insurgents for an entire day alone before being extracted. when the extraterretrial threat came to be, his name was picked out of a random selection, and his dossier was given to the council.

he will happily work in squads of large or small sizes, and values teamwork, disliking working alone, he keeps contact with his family back in england, along with other friends.
Pledge: I have, on this day, voluntarily enlisted myself, as an elite military soldier, in the X-COM special forces. I am giving myself, unconditionally, to the cause. I do bind myself to conform, in all instances, to such rules and regulations, as set forth by my supreme commander ChristopherOdd. I trust him with my life. And by taking this oath, I realize, I may ultimately lose something while defending the planetary systems. My life. signed: Quinn Stuart

 

[DarkNebula]

First Name: Lee
Last Name: Harrison
Gender: Male
Age: 32

Biographical Synopsis: Born and raised in the small town of Dansville, Lee had a 4.0 grade point average all through out highschool. Receiving his diploma he set off to get a higher education; on twenty first birthday Lee received word that his sister died in a car accident. Afterwards things fell apart from there; when Lee turned twenty three he joined the United States Marine Corps. He wasn't the best man during his days in camp. Occasionally muttering something under his breath, and causing him and all his friends to run laps. After his time in boot camp Lee was stationed on the U.S.S Truman. On March 3rd 2015, reports of unidentified attacks across the globe reached Lee and his crew mates. Soldiers all over the ship began volunteering for something called the Extraterrestrial combat unit or dubbed X-Com. Stepping forward Lee pledged to do everything in his path to stop these unidentified incursions.


Pledge: I have, on this day, voluntarily enlisted myself, as an elite military soldier, in the X-COM special forces. I am giving myself, unconditionally, to the cause. I do bind myself to conform, in all instances, to such rules and regulations, as set forth by my supreme commander ChristopherOdd. I trust him with my life. And by taking this oath, I realize, I may ultimately lose something while defending the planetary systems. My life.

 

[Short stack]

To: Commander ChristopherOdd

File on:
First Name: Duane
Last Name: Long
Nickname: Short stack
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Biographical Synopsis: This is how I got the name short stack. I came to germany and started to do wrestling. Then coach had gave me that nickname and I have stuck with it. To me I really like It I hope you do to christopher.
Pledge:I have, on this day, voluntarily enlisted myself, as an elite military soldier, in the X-COM special forces. I am giving myself, unconditionally, to the cause. I do bind myself to conform, in all instances, to such rules and regulations, as set forth by my supreme commander ChristopherOdd. I trust him with my life. And by taking this oath, I realize, I may ultimately lose something while defending the planetary systems. My life.

 

[Jacetazy]

First Name: Jordan
Last Name: Lowingson
Gender: MaleDate of Birth: January 9th 1990
Known languages: English & French
Biographical Synopsis: Jordan was born in the United Kingdom, London precisely. He had always lived in London and during his school days his parents as well as his teachers would constantly motivate Jordan to try and work hard and give any task 100%. However he never bothered to try, it was so easy that he didn't see the effort to do so, the result would be that he got grades which were much lower than his "potential". Outside of class Jordan had two main hobbies, field hockey and paintball. He started playing paintball as soon as he was allowed to after having seen his older brother Michael play and just loved the whole concept, the action the skill and the adrenaline. The reason he found himself playing field hockey was because his Uncle had greatly encouraged his parents to make him play a teamsport and believed that it would be a great way to make many friends and stay healthy. It was during the summer after he graduated from high school that the car crash occured. They were on their way from London to Paris to attend a cousin's wedding that it occured. It had been a tired and partially drunk truck driver who lost control of his vehicle resulting in the family car to get wrecked. Jordan and his brother would find themselves stranded and isolated in the middle of France with no idea how to speak french or where to go next.

Upon returning home Jordan and his brother went back to the family home and after a week of mourning such a lost they finally got their act together on what they would do. Being two legal adults they were not sent to any foster home so they depended on each other to live. Michael was in his last year of university so it was only fair that he should finish university and then look for a job. It was up to Jordan to take the biggest risk and that is why he joined the British paratroopers. He would serve in both Iraq and Afghanistan until one day on patrol Jordan's plane would be shot down, as the plane fell Jordan, now a sergeant would manage to save gear up his platoon just in time and jump off. They were lucky that they were about to drop down regardless.

However it was upon landing that the trouble started. Intel told them that they would make contact with an informant, they reached the rendez-vous point and were ambushed. Jordan would find himself to be the lone survivor and after having been captured and beaten for two and a half weeks as the enemy relentlessly sought to find out why they were sent and what was their mission. Jordan never uttered a syllable as to do so would betray his comrades in arms. On the 16th night a team of the S.A.S would manage to locate him and rescue him from his captives.

He was then after allowed a year's break from active duty after the last experience. Life would go as normal during that year and he would even meet a girl, Gabriella. They got on really well and he was even engaged and their wedding day was set for March 1st 2015. They had it all so well planned and Jordan hadn't felt this happy since his first days of playing paintball with his brother. They would marry in London and then go to Argentina for their honeymoon.

It was then on the very day he was to be married that the Aliens attacked, an explosion not even 100 yards away would kill everything he had left to live for, his brother Michael, his Uncle, and worst of all his beloved Gabriella who would bleed out in his very arms. As she breathed her last breath Jordan swore an oath over Gabriella and Michael's dead bodies that he would avenge them even if it meant he would die.

From that day on Jordan would feel neither joy or happiness ever again instead just a deep dark anger and an unquenched desire for blood and vengeance for his dead brother and wife. So it was without any hesitation at all that he decided to join the X-COM and try to destroy the aliens and fulfill his oath.

Pledge: I have, on this day, voluntarily enlisted myself, as an elite military soldier, in the X-COM special forces. I am giving myself, unconditionally, to the cause. I do bind myself to conform, in all instances, to such rules and regulations, as set forth by my supreme commander ChristopherOdd. I trust him with my life. And by taking this oath, I realize, I may ultimately lose something while defending the planetary systems. My life.

 

[Necrolight132]

First Name: Eric/Erica (O.C.C. Depends on in game character, Will presume male for bio however)
Last Name: Braulting
Gender: Male/Female
Biographical Synopsis:

Early information on him and his country of birth remain unknown to XCOM and its benefactors, however given his long career as a employee under contract by the British private security company Eramus he does not lack training.

According to Eramus databases Eric Braulting was first hired in the 2002 at their offices in London; their knowledge, like ours, seems to lack any prior information on Braulting.
After a year of training with Eramus at one of its bases in the South Atlantic, he was shipped to Iraq alongside much of the companies forces to serve as the protectors of highly important oil pipelines for the United States Army which was active within the region. Within Iraq, Braulting faced Iraqi soldiers, and later insurgents before being pulled out of Iraq in 2005.
During his service in the Middle East Braulting was recorded on Eramus databases as being involved in six major conflicts in the defense of three pipelines. Two of which resulted in the majority of Braulting's fellow squad mates being killed.

Once pulled out of Iraq, Braulting was assigned to standard Eramus issue service within Nigeria with orders to guard and maintain control of the iron mines along the border with Chad, which upon closer inspection seem to have been owned almost entirely by Eramus shareholders.
Threats to the mine were primarily rebels from the neighboring country, Chad, who were retreating from the Chadian civil war.
Nigeria proved to be a pointless affair and in 2007, after no conflicts with the Chadian rebels, Braulting along with several other veterans from Iraq were once again pulled out. The iron mines were quickly captured and looted after his withdrawal costing Eramus nearly 20 million US dollars in repairs to the mines infrastructure

According to Eramus records Braulting showed incredible feats of leadership in his first tour in Iraq, taking control when his superiors were either unable or unwilling to do so.
Furthermore by the time Braulting had arrived in Nigeria he was a decorated Eramus officer; alongside this he would appear to have signed a renewed contract with the company that guaranteed his service for a total of 6 years under a weekly pay of 1500$ US. No valid bank account is listed anywhere in Eramus's records however and it must be assumed these payments were made in cash under the table and deposited in a private bank account under a different name than Eric Braulting.

In 2009 Braulting was once again sent into Iraq to serve as the commander of one of the guard stations for an important sector of the oil pipeline, this continued until 2010 when he was once again pulled out.

Eric Braulting was than shipped to the the Democratic Republic of the Congo; where Eramus had received a series contracts for the protection of a major gas pipeline . The data during this period in Braulting's employment appears to be removed, with no further access to Eramus's databases [due to it's dismantling in 2014 over possible human rights abuses.] this period remains impossible to obtain from anyone other than Braulting himself.
Given the lack of information it can only be assumed Braulting served with the company until it's dismantling in 2014; when news of torture and rumors of Eramus attempting to stage a coup within the DRC to place itself as the states military government, led to its dismantling under threats of military intervention by the British , American, French and Russian governments.

As of February of 2015 Braulting is reported to be employed to a small time security company known as REMUS. When questioned on Braulting's location REMUS responded by the following email
"REMUS's support team are unauthorized to provide current employees location for the companies protection alongside their own. We apologize for any inconveniences this causes."
Despite their refusal to provide Braulting's location it is safe to assume he is currently serving within Iraq under REMUS's current contract for the defense of the oil pipelines. Given his experience in the country, sending him to one of the companies other contracts in Columbia or Malaysia seem unlikely.
According to private records in the Iraqi governments defense branch only three locations in the country currently house REMUS employees. Sending an XCOM representative to each should be relatively simply, and given the amount of money being offered to him, alongside the chance to be a member of such an organization as XCOM, Braulting would be a fool to refuse.

Pledge: I have, on this day, voluntarily enlisted myself, as an elite military soldier, in the X-COM special forces. I am giving myself, unconditionally, to the cause. I do bind myself to conform, in all instances, to such rules and regulations, as set forth by my supreme commander ChristopherOdd. I trust him with my life. And by taking this oath, I realize, I may ultimately lose something while defending the planetary systems. My life.

[Extra OOC information: first off i apologize if I have done something wrong in the process of applying, second I intend to expand my biographical information once I learn which country my soldier will be from. This is simply a copy and paste with slight edits from last season, I was unable to apply in time to be selected. Thanks]

 

[killjoy00001]

First Name: Wes

Last Name: Valrunt

Gender: Male

Biographical Synopsis: I was a high stakes assassin for for hire. It wasn't until the age of 17 that I was classified as an international threat. At the age of 20 technology got too good and I was caught. After sitting in a dark room for an unknown amount of time, a man came into the room. The man was kept in shadows and had a voice that emphasized authority, the only physical trait I could make out was that the man was bald. He gave me two folders, one had my death certificate missing the time and how I died and the other had an ID that I could have for a new life. In exchange for revealing all my past clients and agreeing to join a special reserve task force, my "death" would be announced on every news station on the planet and I was given my new life. Five years later I have a nice paying job and I just bought the ring I would use to propose to the love of my life. This was all put to a halt after recieving a call where the first thing I heard was the old name I wished I would never have to hear again. When ariving at this strange facility I discovered that the man I will be recieving all my orders from is the man I was to kill on my last contract if I wasn't caught.

Pledge: I have, on this day, voluntarily enlisted myself, as an elite military soldier, in the X-COM special forces. I am giving myself, unconditionally, to the cause. I do bind myself to conform, in all instances, to such rules and regulations, as set forth by my supreme commander ChristopherOdd. I trust him with my life. And by taking this oath, I realize, I may ultimately lose something while defending the planetary systems. My life

 

[CaptainJason]

First Name: John
Last name: Conchobair
favorite console: Wii U
SUmmary of John Conchobair.
John was always an agressive person. He started his aggression agaisnt his teachers his parents and then the cops. When he was 18 he was already aressted 15 times for physical assaults. His aggression does not come from any abuse but his need for love and care. He, at age 21 finished his sentence in prison and rethought his lifes goal. in the year 2013, his sister. Raidri Conchobair joined the Xcom project. At first he thought she just joined the army. However, she joined the international anti-alien crew called the XCOM PROCJECT. couple of months later. Sister arrived at his house. but not in the way you would imagine. 2 giant robots, one white and one red. The red robot punched down his door and before John knew what was going on he brought out his colt 40 from its holster and shot the mechs. IN his confusion he stepped backward and 3 people came out of no where and into his house! starangly, on of the 3 personal was radrdi conchobair. John more confused then ever fainted...Next thing that happened was he woke up in a dark room only the dim light of an incandecent light bulb lighitng the small room. He was restrained in a metal chair with his body tied on to the back of the chair. he was screaming for help. But none came. 15 minutes of despreate strugling and moving came with no avail. then suddenly a dark figure waled into the room. the dark figure asked: Do you want to join the XCOM PROJECT?
John remebering his sister, he said yes!

 

[Jacob Applehoof]

First Name: Alexia
Last Name: Concerto
Gender: Female
Age: 26
Place of Birth- East Hampton, New York
Nationality- American
Profession- former musical protégée and current U.S. Special Forces Marksman
Height- 4'12"
Weight- 127lbs
Skin Color- Caucasian
Eye Color- Deep violet
Hair Color- Black
Siblings- None
Sexual Orientation: Demisexual
Blood Type- A-

Biographical Synopsis: Alexia was born into a rich, musical family, her mother immigrating from the coasts of Scotland and her father hailing from New York, where she would grow up. From this she is given her last name, Concerto. She had an upbringing of champaign and mahogany bookshelves, prodded by her parents to become a protégée like those before her. She conformed to those expectations and quickly rose to be one of the most gifted violinists on the Eastern coastline. This, however, quickly degraded as she grew bored of her high life and snobbish upbringing. Her early teenage years were peppered with less and less musical classes, and increasingly longer attempts to leave the house and learn that the best things in life can't be handed to her. At the age of sixteen she abandoned her parents and left home, despite extensive attempts from her parents to coax her back. Much to their dismay, Alexia had been given everything she wanted all of her life, and that meant nothing to her anymore.

She joined the army as quickly as she could, having to convince them that she was indeed mature enough to be trained. As a willing candidate, she was soon able to specialize once her basic training had ended. Being involved with instruments that required meticulous care and extensive maintenance, not to mention a steady hand, becoming a sharpshooter was an easy decision. So she trained. She trained and trained until her skill with a bolt-action sniper was as fine-tuned as that of her violin. The bolt and bullets were as familiar as her bow and strings. It was as if time slowed to a halt when she pulled the trigger, her heartbeat like the bow-strokes of a double-bass. When she was called to X-Com, there were few things she brought. Her grey, off-duty attire, a necklace with a simple, silver treble cleft, as well as her tuned violin. She would hold it in her hands, looking down at it as she was shuttled in. Mahogany. I suppose some things never change.

Pledge: I have, on this day, voluntarily enlisted myself, as an elite military soldier, in the X-COM special forces. I am giving myself, unconditionally, to the cause. I do bind myself to conform, in all instances, to such rules and regulations, as set forth by my supreme commander ChristopherOdd. I trust him with my life. And by taking this oath, I realize, I may ultimately lose something while defending the planetary systems. My life.