Post by devondevine on Mar 31, 2011 19:38:17 GMT -5
Faction: Republic Military
Department: Special Forces
Rank: O-2, First Lieutenant
Name: Devon Devine
Race: Human
Age: 21
Height: 6’4
Weight: 225
Birth place: Coruscant - Military Housing
Appearance: Devon is a fairly muscular individual with brown hair that he has allowed to grow out only a little and deep green eyes. When not wearing his equipment he dresses very casual and comfortable. He possesses a rugged charm and often appears older than he actually is.
Dressed Normal
Geared for Battle
Personality: Devon has an unwavering loyalty to the Republic as a whole, not whichever individual is currently in command at the time. He follows orders but believes there is always room for interpretation. Those that know Devon know there are two different sides to him, the first and most prominent is the soldier in Devon and the second is the public side it is the respectful, well-disciplined, mannered and ultimately professional side he shows when dealing with anyone not of military standing.
Skills:
Military Tactics: As befitting for an officer Devon is well versed and stays current on the latest and greatest for military tactics.
Armorer: A skill he acquired from his father that was further developed by the military and than by training on his own, Devon takes it on himself to make adjustments and modifications to his weapons and armor.
Quick Learner: Devon possesses a ’knack’ for learning things on the fly and retaining the information.
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 8
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 6
Leadership: 5
Unarmed: 8
Melee Weapons: 3
Ranged Weapons: 7
Alignment: + 2
Bio:
Birth - 17
Devon was born in the year 3581BY, on the planet Coruscant, to 1SG Vice and Marie Devine. Devon spent the majority of his years as an infant in the care of his mother, as his father was busy with his military obligations. This trend continued all the way up until Devon entered kindergarten and grade school. During those years Devon saw little of his father and learned much from the stories he heard, because of this the young boy began to idolize his father and the life of a soldier. Like most children growing up he spent his fair share playing ‘soldier’ with his friends and classmates.
As Devon got older the idolization eventually turned into anger that translated into his school life. As he entered the mid years of his schooling he began to get into fights with an increasing frequency. Teachers suggested an output for Devon and so Marie decided to enroll her son into the martial arts as a way to curb his increasing violent behavior.
The tactic worked and Devon funneled his adolescent energy into his training. However, there was still an anger for his father and a feeling of abandonment. While training Devon revealed this information to his Sensai who in turn told Marie. Worried for the relationship between father and son she told Vice and suggested that the two find some common ground, a tool for rebuilding their relationship.
Devon got his first taste of military equipment and weaponry at the age of eleven and while he certainly wasn’t allowed any of his own he began helping his father maintain his own equipment. He began to learn the ins and outs of various pieces of equipment and while under the supervision of his father was even allowed in the cleaning and repair of his weapons.
Devon continued the studies of martial arts all the way into high school and near his last year was instructing the newer students in basic forms and aiding the Sensai in his own training. He expressed his own interest in joining the military to his father during his last years of high school as well, and even jokingly told his father that one day he’d have to take his orders from him.
Vice encouraged his sons interest and began a little game with him where he would quiz Devon and the different aspects of the military, weaponry, equipment and codes of conduct. The time spent with his father brought the two much closer and soon, near the end of his senior year of high school, Vice brought his son to a recruiter and soon after Devon was signing on to go to an officer school.
Marie wasn’t excited at losing her son to the military as well but knew in her heart that it was going to happen sooner or later and so she supported Devon and gave him her blessings as he shipped out to training not long after completing high school.
Military Training
While Vice wasn’t an officer he had been able to help properly prepare Devon both mentally and physically for the challenges he would face. The schooling was tough and the candidates were rigorously trained and tested from the moment they took their first step onto the drilling platform.
Devon found that while he was ahead of his peers in terms of military knowledge there was still much his father didn’t teach him and he eagerly attacked each task with a determination and discipline that impressed the instructors. The process was grueling and at times Devon had to question if the officer life was right for him, constantly thinking maybe he should have gone the enlisted route. Yet, he toughed it out and as his initial training came to an end he was among the top of his class and was rewarded by being one of the first to be allowed to pick what branch of the army he would receive further training in.
The decision was a difficult one and Devon knew that whatever he picked would set the path for the rest of his military career. But above all things Devon wanted to be on the battle-field and so he choose the path of an Infantryman.
The training was more difficult than before and like before Devon attacked his duties with a sense of urgency. As the training progressed he learned what it meant to be Infantry and what would be expected of him in that duty position. The time he spent with his father had prepared him well for the training he received in the different weaponry and tactics. Likewise, all the years spent in the martial arts set him leagues ahead of his peers as they learned minor hand-to-hand techniques. Instructors were once again impressed with the young soldier and it didn’t take much prompting to convince Devon to try out for special forces once his training was completed.
At the ripe age of nineteen Devon tried out for Special Forces and after completing the tryouts he was selected to attend the schooling. Worried that he would need to be in even better physical condition Devon began working out with a fever and while he was already muscular his training focused purely on building that strength and endurance.
The training for Special Forces lasted a year and Devon was tested, pushed to his limits, broke those limits and set new ones only to be shattered again. He learned how to fight, think and act in a small team. He was taught the basics of slicing, piloting, explosives, espionage, first-aid and trained further in close combat and the use of dozens of different personal small arms.
Devon graduated Special Forces training with honors and near the top of his class. He is now ready and waiting for his first assignment, he has yet to learn what unit he will be attached to and what his responsibility will be.
RP Sample:
Password: Bylgia
Department: Special Forces
Rank: O-2, First Lieutenant
Name: Devon Devine
Race: Human
Age: 21
Height: 6’4
Weight: 225
Birth place: Coruscant - Military Housing
Appearance: Devon is a fairly muscular individual with brown hair that he has allowed to grow out only a little and deep green eyes. When not wearing his equipment he dresses very casual and comfortable. He possesses a rugged charm and often appears older than he actually is.
Dressed Normal
Geared for Battle
Personality: Devon has an unwavering loyalty to the Republic as a whole, not whichever individual is currently in command at the time. He follows orders but believes there is always room for interpretation. Those that know Devon know there are two different sides to him, the first and most prominent is the soldier in Devon and the second is the public side it is the respectful, well-disciplined, mannered and ultimately professional side he shows when dealing with anyone not of military standing.
Skills:
Military Tactics: As befitting for an officer Devon is well versed and stays current on the latest and greatest for military tactics.
Armorer: A skill he acquired from his father that was further developed by the military and than by training on his own, Devon takes it on himself to make adjustments and modifications to his weapons and armor.
Quick Learner: Devon possesses a ’knack’ for learning things on the fly and retaining the information.
Attributes:
Physical Strength: 8
Intelligence: 6
Speed: 6
Leadership: 5
Unarmed: 8
Melee Weapons: 3
Ranged Weapons: 7
Alignment: + 2
Bio:
Birth - 17
Devon was born in the year 3581BY, on the planet Coruscant, to 1SG Vice and Marie Devine. Devon spent the majority of his years as an infant in the care of his mother, as his father was busy with his military obligations. This trend continued all the way up until Devon entered kindergarten and grade school. During those years Devon saw little of his father and learned much from the stories he heard, because of this the young boy began to idolize his father and the life of a soldier. Like most children growing up he spent his fair share playing ‘soldier’ with his friends and classmates.
As Devon got older the idolization eventually turned into anger that translated into his school life. As he entered the mid years of his schooling he began to get into fights with an increasing frequency. Teachers suggested an output for Devon and so Marie decided to enroll her son into the martial arts as a way to curb his increasing violent behavior.
The tactic worked and Devon funneled his adolescent energy into his training. However, there was still an anger for his father and a feeling of abandonment. While training Devon revealed this information to his Sensai who in turn told Marie. Worried for the relationship between father and son she told Vice and suggested that the two find some common ground, a tool for rebuilding their relationship.
Devon got his first taste of military equipment and weaponry at the age of eleven and while he certainly wasn’t allowed any of his own he began helping his father maintain his own equipment. He began to learn the ins and outs of various pieces of equipment and while under the supervision of his father was even allowed in the cleaning and repair of his weapons.
Devon continued the studies of martial arts all the way into high school and near his last year was instructing the newer students in basic forms and aiding the Sensai in his own training. He expressed his own interest in joining the military to his father during his last years of high school as well, and even jokingly told his father that one day he’d have to take his orders from him.
Vice encouraged his sons interest and began a little game with him where he would quiz Devon and the different aspects of the military, weaponry, equipment and codes of conduct. The time spent with his father brought the two much closer and soon, near the end of his senior year of high school, Vice brought his son to a recruiter and soon after Devon was signing on to go to an officer school.
Marie wasn’t excited at losing her son to the military as well but knew in her heart that it was going to happen sooner or later and so she supported Devon and gave him her blessings as he shipped out to training not long after completing high school.
Military Training
While Vice wasn’t an officer he had been able to help properly prepare Devon both mentally and physically for the challenges he would face. The schooling was tough and the candidates were rigorously trained and tested from the moment they took their first step onto the drilling platform.
Devon found that while he was ahead of his peers in terms of military knowledge there was still much his father didn’t teach him and he eagerly attacked each task with a determination and discipline that impressed the instructors. The process was grueling and at times Devon had to question if the officer life was right for him, constantly thinking maybe he should have gone the enlisted route. Yet, he toughed it out and as his initial training came to an end he was among the top of his class and was rewarded by being one of the first to be allowed to pick what branch of the army he would receive further training in.
The decision was a difficult one and Devon knew that whatever he picked would set the path for the rest of his military career. But above all things Devon wanted to be on the battle-field and so he choose the path of an Infantryman.
The training was more difficult than before and like before Devon attacked his duties with a sense of urgency. As the training progressed he learned what it meant to be Infantry and what would be expected of him in that duty position. The time he spent with his father had prepared him well for the training he received in the different weaponry and tactics. Likewise, all the years spent in the martial arts set him leagues ahead of his peers as they learned minor hand-to-hand techniques. Instructors were once again impressed with the young soldier and it didn’t take much prompting to convince Devon to try out for special forces once his training was completed.
At the ripe age of nineteen Devon tried out for Special Forces and after completing the tryouts he was selected to attend the schooling. Worried that he would need to be in even better physical condition Devon began working out with a fever and while he was already muscular his training focused purely on building that strength and endurance.
The training for Special Forces lasted a year and Devon was tested, pushed to his limits, broke those limits and set new ones only to be shattered again. He learned how to fight, think and act in a small team. He was taught the basics of slicing, piloting, explosives, espionage, first-aid and trained further in close combat and the use of dozens of different personal small arms.
Devon graduated Special Forces training with honors and near the top of his class. He is now ready and waiting for his first assignment, he has yet to learn what unit he will be attached to and what his responsibility will be.
RP Sample:
Password: Bylgia
