Post by Stringer, K. on Aug 3, 2014 0:55:41 GMT -5
Basic Information
Name: Kevin A. Stringer
Age: 22
Birth Date: October 13th, 2520
Birth Place: Birmingham, Alabama, United Republic of North America (URNA), Earth, Sol System.
Service Information
UNSC Military Identification: 5747821
Service Number: 57472-35874-KS
Rank: Corporal (E-4)
MOS: 0312
Billet: Fire Team Leader
RIFLE QUAL: 237
PISTOL QUAL: 228
SWIM QUAL: S2
PFT: 239
Unit Information
Command: 22nd Marine Division
Regiment: 12th Regiment
Battalion: 1st Battalion
Company: Oscar Company
Platoon: Second Platoon
Squad: Second Squad
Fire Team: Third Fire Team
Medical Information
Gender: Male
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 209 Lbs
Eye Color: GRN
Hair Color: BRN
Blood Type: O-POS
Personality Profile: Loves guns, drinking, and women. Not necessarily in that order, either. Has a family mind-set with friends, and his unit. Stringer will be the first to go in, and the last to leave, just to make sure everyone he can save, he does, while he is in combat. Out of combat, he is laid back, and tries to have fun. He studied weapons growing up, along with military tactics, and had a very close experience with the sheriff's department and law enforcement protocols thanks to his mother working for them, and military thanks to his father.
When he isn't relaxing, he is constantly hitting on targets with bullets, or women with words. For him, exercise comes in many different forms, some funner than others. How he gets his work-out, he decides, depending on his mood, and his luck. He tries to make every shot count when its needed, and knows when to cut loose with ammo when that is also needed. He loves to practice unusually tactics or methods with weapons, to make sure he can survive any number of scenarios. Sometimes they work, sometimes he hurts himself a bit trying and learns it won't work.
Physical Description: Stringer is tall, and well in shape for his age. He seems slim, but his body consist alot of his legs, having a short torso than most, but still very tall. He loves to keep in shape, his high metabolism allowing him to stay slim, but also meaning he burns calories quickly. Because of this, he has high stamina, and is quick on his feet with his longer legs. He always keeps his hair buzzed short, and usually has a beard that is trimmed to his jawline.
Physically, Stringer has several marks on his body. A burn scar on his back, where he took a blast of plasma from an elite who hid with active camo. He also has a mark on his left shoulder, where a plasma sword's blade caught him partially, only one of the two prongs stabbing him. Stringer has a tooth from the elite that did that to him, thanks to his combat knife. The only other mark is a wolf on his left bicep, on the upper part, symbolizing his mentality for his fellow soldiers, and for how ferocious he can be, both on and off the battlefield.
Background Information: Stringer had an interesting childhood. He loves military history, and studied everything he could from world war two and up, studying tactics and what made the difference in battles, then he began to study military weapons and vehicles. He also had hands on learning thanks to his parents working for both law enforcement and the UNSCDF. His mother, the cop, a dispatcher at first, then an office administrator that saw every report come in from their district. His father, the soldier, a Lieutenant who was in charge of a platoon. Both loved to take him to the range, and he would go hand out with his mom a bit after school at the local sheriff's office at times, and even made friends with some of the deputies when he was a teenager.
He first learned about the Covenant when he was 9, when he really began to study everything he could about combat. What he could learn from the local nets, he did, and some he did in the sheriff's office, and what his father could tell him. Only, reports would only get him so far. Stringer already knew he was either going to be a cop, or a soldier, it was just a matter of which he wanted to go to first. He had plans to try for both, to make both of his parents proud.
That's when the decision was made for him. On a mission out to support a battalion in combat, Kevin's father was killed, with the rest of his father's platoon. He learned they barely made it to the surface of the planet that the battalion was on, before being ambushed. His mother was devastated, and ended up committing suicide two months later, when Kevin was only 17.
With both parents gone, and his family distant, Stringer decided it was time to follow in his Father's footsteps. He dropped out, and immediately joined up with the UNSCDF marine corps. He wanted to get the alien bastards that killed his father. That caused his mother so much pain that she had to end her suffering with such a way. To vent his own pain, on the one thing that caused it.
Currently, Stringer is fighting with the 128th Infantry Battalion, serving as a forward scout. His time at the range paid off, giving him expert scores in use of rifles, and his pistol marksmanship not bad as well. Three years of combat has already given him an edge over the covenant, letting him learn what tactics they love to use, and how to fight them. He also prefers to be the first in, to let his unit know what is ahead, and try to give them an edge, against an enemy who's very own weapons far surpass the human race, let alone the rest of their technology.
His unit is already losing too many men, and is already being considered as collapsible so they can be sorted into other units, to fill missing gaps. Stringer's friends have already been killed. Anyone he knew either being transferred, or killed. For now, he is a wolf, looking for a new pack to run with.
User Information
Username: snipereye
Name: Kevin A. Stringer
Age: 22
Birth Date: October 13th, 2520
Birth Place: Birmingham, Alabama, United Republic of North America (URNA), Earth, Sol System.
Service Information
UNSC Military Identification: 5747821
Service Number: 57472-35874-KS
Rank: Corporal (E-4)
MOS: 0312
Billet: Fire Team Leader
RIFLE QUAL: 237
PISTOL QUAL: 228
SWIM QUAL: S2
PFT: 239
Unit Information
Command: 22nd Marine Division
Regiment: 12th Regiment
Battalion: 1st Battalion
Company: Oscar Company
Platoon: Second Platoon
Squad: Second Squad
Fire Team: Third Fire Team
Medical Information
Gender: Male
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 209 Lbs
Eye Color: GRN
Hair Color: BRN
Blood Type: O-POS
Personality Profile: Loves guns, drinking, and women. Not necessarily in that order, either. Has a family mind-set with friends, and his unit. Stringer will be the first to go in, and the last to leave, just to make sure everyone he can save, he does, while he is in combat. Out of combat, he is laid back, and tries to have fun. He studied weapons growing up, along with military tactics, and had a very close experience with the sheriff's department and law enforcement protocols thanks to his mother working for them, and military thanks to his father.
When he isn't relaxing, he is constantly hitting on targets with bullets, or women with words. For him, exercise comes in many different forms, some funner than others. How he gets his work-out, he decides, depending on his mood, and his luck. He tries to make every shot count when its needed, and knows when to cut loose with ammo when that is also needed. He loves to practice unusually tactics or methods with weapons, to make sure he can survive any number of scenarios. Sometimes they work, sometimes he hurts himself a bit trying and learns it won't work.
Physical Description: Stringer is tall, and well in shape for his age. He seems slim, but his body consist alot of his legs, having a short torso than most, but still very tall. He loves to keep in shape, his high metabolism allowing him to stay slim, but also meaning he burns calories quickly. Because of this, he has high stamina, and is quick on his feet with his longer legs. He always keeps his hair buzzed short, and usually has a beard that is trimmed to his jawline.
Physically, Stringer has several marks on his body. A burn scar on his back, where he took a blast of plasma from an elite who hid with active camo. He also has a mark on his left shoulder, where a plasma sword's blade caught him partially, only one of the two prongs stabbing him. Stringer has a tooth from the elite that did that to him, thanks to his combat knife. The only other mark is a wolf on his left bicep, on the upper part, symbolizing his mentality for his fellow soldiers, and for how ferocious he can be, both on and off the battlefield.
Background Information: Stringer had an interesting childhood. He loves military history, and studied everything he could from world war two and up, studying tactics and what made the difference in battles, then he began to study military weapons and vehicles. He also had hands on learning thanks to his parents working for both law enforcement and the UNSCDF. His mother, the cop, a dispatcher at first, then an office administrator that saw every report come in from their district. His father, the soldier, a Lieutenant who was in charge of a platoon. Both loved to take him to the range, and he would go hand out with his mom a bit after school at the local sheriff's office at times, and even made friends with some of the deputies when he was a teenager.
He first learned about the Covenant when he was 9, when he really began to study everything he could about combat. What he could learn from the local nets, he did, and some he did in the sheriff's office, and what his father could tell him. Only, reports would only get him so far. Stringer already knew he was either going to be a cop, or a soldier, it was just a matter of which he wanted to go to first. He had plans to try for both, to make both of his parents proud.
That's when the decision was made for him. On a mission out to support a battalion in combat, Kevin's father was killed, with the rest of his father's platoon. He learned they barely made it to the surface of the planet that the battalion was on, before being ambushed. His mother was devastated, and ended up committing suicide two months later, when Kevin was only 17.
With both parents gone, and his family distant, Stringer decided it was time to follow in his Father's footsteps. He dropped out, and immediately joined up with the UNSCDF marine corps. He wanted to get the alien bastards that killed his father. That caused his mother so much pain that she had to end her suffering with such a way. To vent his own pain, on the one thing that caused it.
Currently, Stringer is fighting with the 128th Infantry Battalion, serving as a forward scout. His time at the range paid off, giving him expert scores in use of rifles, and his pistol marksmanship not bad as well. Three years of combat has already given him an edge over the covenant, letting him learn what tactics they love to use, and how to fight them. He also prefers to be the first in, to let his unit know what is ahead, and try to give them an edge, against an enemy who's very own weapons far surpass the human race, let alone the rest of their technology.
His unit is already losing too many men, and is already being considered as collapsible so they can be sorted into other units, to fill missing gaps. Stringer's friends have already been killed. Anyone he knew either being transferred, or killed. For now, he is a wolf, looking for a new pack to run with.
User Information
Username: snipereye
