Avatar roleplay

[ryechoo]

I just love this movie so much I wanna roleplay, so I made an account. xD

I'll post my profile tomorrow (Human!) if that's okay?

[orkblasta]

sure that's fine. Judging by the amount of posts made on the hive this is your first role play is it not?

[thatoneguy]

name: David
type: Avatar
weapons: as human, always keeps his hand gun with him and small dagger. As Avatar known so far
back round stuff: Davids not much of a fighter but has had practice in fighting with an avatar body and he's not bad with a gun. Hes on the humans side but is not a fan of killing off the Nav'i

[ryechoo]

Race: Human
Name: Kendrick Jackson
Weapons: On Hand - Enfield L86A1 LSW , M67 Hand Grenade , and Combat Knife.
He also commands an 8-unit squad, composed of mostly close friends. Two of which command battle suits (Kenneth and Mack), two are armed with Dragunov SVDs (the Jacky and Jackson fraternal twins), three carry P90s and M60s (Brian, Ann, and Leo), and the final member holds a HK XM25 IAWS and MP9 (Julie).
Starting location: Cafeteria (Base)
Background: Kendrick originated from Russia, carrying over a thick Russian accent that seems to just annoy everyone. Well, besides his friends. He was forced to sign up by his diverse ethnic group of acquaintances, but nevertheless, has had fun ever since he's gotten to Pandora. He's an experienced commander, holding a First Sergeant Class (1SG), and his squad holding ranks to a minimum of Staff Sergeant. He believes that the natives are nothing but gunfeed, knowing full well the reason their here is to reep those savages of their rich deposits of unobtanium. He enjoys shooting the Na'vi but is often bewitched by the spectacular creatures (animals) Pandora holds.

(And no, this is not my first roleplay. But this is my first roleplay on this site.)

[Credit goes to www.army.mil/symbols/armyranks.html and www.militaryfactory.com/]

[orkblasta]

Chailic shifted in his hammock, a birds song could be herd in the morning air, Chailics eyes shot open, it was time. He rose from his hammock pulling himself onto the beam of wood that extended from the center column of Home trees structure. Walking along the beam he reached a crack in the tree that he had hallowed out ten years earlier, this is where he kept his bow and other such gear. Reaching inside he took his bow and arrows, the bow he had crafted with great care. It was decorated with a wood that glows blue and green in the faint light, and it had tassels hanging from either end. His hunting knife was similarly crafted with the same glowing wood for the handle and a carved bone blade this he strapped to his chest. He fastened his riding chaps to his legs and took the visor he wore when riding Seshey his green and grey and blue banshee.
He walked to the top of home tree were Seshey and the other banshees lived in the branches the others were there waiting. He was to lead a group of hunters on a recon, he was supposed to find something the chief had told him of. Chailic called Seshey, she came out from behind a tree limb some two hundred feet up. landing in front she bowed her head waiting for Chailic to mount her saddle and make the bond. He did so as did the other 7 hunters did with their banshees and they were off flying north towards the rising sun.

[Scarclaw]

Ash wakes up in his Avatar form to find breakfast in his Hammock accompanied by a note written in Navi. It reads "Meet me by the river". Ash walks off into the Home tree, towards the river.

[Silence]

ooc: Just saw it in 3D yestoday, brilliant!
Race: Avatar
Name: Dameon
Weapons: Machine gun and knife
Starting location: Tree-hammock
Background: Dameon's a computer geek-turned scientist who loves the planet and the Nav'ari and so joined them.

[Scarclaw]

When Ash reaches the river he finds another note with a feather attached. The feather, Ash recognises as one to symbolise love. The note reads "I trust you know what that means". Confused by this Ash heads back to Home tree, the eyes of a Na'vi following him.

[rainthezangoose]

Rain climbed in to the cockpit of his Air Fortress, he check the usual mandatory holographic monitors to make sure his craft hadn't been tampered with and was air worthy, the ships hull contained ground troops equipment, and enough guns to start a small war , his mission was simple , search, search do some more searching and record. and yet orders from above forces him and his team and his ship to be armed like where at war with these intergalactic smurfs? no wonder there not friendly , bunch hippies get met with hot lead instead of a hand shake by a angry inbred jar head, every thing seemed fine with his ship, Rain push a couple buttons and with a thunderers rawr the giant steel box started to take flight, and made its why in to the deep greenery of Pandora

[alatarion]

-- OOC --

I kind of like the approach that Ryechoo has put in, so I will create myself a, until now, squadless marine with enough war experience to work in a squad, so to say!

Race: Human
Name: Tyler Horvath
Weapons: On-hand; Colt M4 / M4A Carbine, Side-arm: Colt M1911 and Combat Knife.
Equipment (off-duty): White t-shirt, usually a tank-top, black trousers and a cap.
Equipment (On duty): Full combat suit with kevlar vest and a portable breathing-mask for emergency situations.
Starting location: Cafeteria (Base), just like Kendrick and his crew.
Background: Tyler Horvath is a seasoned marine, who has seen his share of bloodshed. He was recently rejected from his previous Squad (Bravo) after getting into a fight with the sergeant, whereas he was sent to Pandora, freelancing until now, to find out wether or not he should be gunfodder, or have the Na'vi become gunfodder before him and his squad.
Physical looks: A robust guy, not someone to mess around with, only intellectually, seeing as this guy mostly cares about warfare. Let's just say he thrives on war, heartless and cruel at best.

(( Which is why I was hoping that Tyler could become part of your already existing squad, Ryechoo, but I will leave that to your decision. - Hope to hear from you. ))

[orkblasta]

Kaos Gundam: It's not Nav'ari, it's Na'vi.

[ryechoo]

[ooc] Sure, alatarion. It wouldn't be very fun to roleplay with my own npc's. Welcome to the squad![/ooc]

The alluring aroma of eggs and bacon was too much for this soldier's squad, as the rest of them (aside from Julie) left their captain to slap some food on their plates. Leo and Ann reassured the Julie and their leader that they would grab something for them to eat too, but as they returned that statement was purely false. Kendrick groaned, as Julie and him stood up from their seats. He grabbed a strip of bacon from Kenneth's plate, although who was very unhappy of it, managed to give him the finger before resuming breakfast.

"Damn. Can't believe those Na'vi were able to take down Selfridge's base. You really think we'll be able to take those (please do not swear) down?" A hint of worry was in Julie's voice, as she took a paper plate from a stack on the counter,"I mean seriously. I heard a human even sided with them!"

"Julie, calm the hell down. Even if there some humans on thosve monkeys' side, they won't be able to kill us with their retarted weapons. Sure some of the ... grunts will die, but who cares 'bout them?" His Russian accent was only able to mess up his "thosve" but she was used to it. They resumed to taking their morning rations and a cup of water before returning to their table.

The same talk was at the squad, Jacky and Jackson at the heat of debate. The two fraternal twins were arguing whether those "badass flying things" (Jackson) was better than their own "even more badasser gunships" (Jacky). Everyone had seemingly already chosen sides, spit and chewed-up eggs flying across the table toward one another. Their captain laughed before attempting to chew on some eggs, before siding with Jackson. The debate seemed to go on forever ... hell, barely anyone was awake yet. It is like six something, Kendrick thought to himself.

He saw Julie trying to stay out of the conversation, quietly chewing between Mack and Brian. He winked at her before saying something along the lines, "hey guys, Julie is pretty worried about our little warshit today." She told him to shut up, her face red, before another debate started. This time ... everyone was against her. But it was all just playful teasing, anyway. And yet, the topic seemed to unease everyone, including Kendrick.

[ooc]sorry for the swearing. it was just something that happened A LOT in the movie. Should I stop the cussing?[/ooc]

[vagabond6]

This is great so far! I would love to join, I saw the film in 3D on Thursday, one of the best films ever. I will post up my profile later if that's ok. I would like to be a na'vi but there are probably too many already, so I'll be a human with a battlesuit who's squad was killed and is now lost in the jungles of pandora. (may eventually side with the na'vi but is very patriotic about humanity to start with.)

[Scarclaw]

ryechoo: considering this is a family friendly site i would reccomend it.

Ash Returns to home tree to find a party. Someone else has passed the test and become a man. He joins in and parties till late in the night. When he gets back to his hammock he goes over the days events. Who is the mysterious person leaving notes? Only time will tell. Ash closes his eyes in his avatar body and opens them in his human body.

[alatarion]

Tyler was currently situated within his room, his blank face watching the mirror in front of him, his shaving gear running along his chin with a very lazy wrist, his eyes half-lidded as he yawned. Mornings was something he loved, but he damned straight wished that they would come later in the day. "Grumble" was the only evident "sentence" that evoked from Tyler's tired physique.

As his morning preparation had finished, he took a hold of a bunch of papers placed neatly across his desktop, one of them being a detailed description of a possible squad, the objective of the squad? Unknown to his superior, or his employee, so he just had to go with the flow.

He pulled forth a small rivuletted letter and placed the Squad information within the letter, then placing it inside of his combat suit which were neatly hanging on the doorframe outside his cabin.

Six in the morning, Tyler slowly wandered down the base corridors and finally reached the entrance to the cafeteria, where a lot of other soldiers had gathered up for the very early morning breakfast, but nevertheless, breakfast was always good.

Tyler let his eyes scan across the room, his eyes narrowing until he saw this particular bunch of guys sitting at a table. He slowly pulled up the small enveloped letter and looked at the picture inscribed within the letter of the Sergeant. "Kendrick Jackson".

Tyler smirked to himself and slowly padded towards the table, slowly sitting down beside someone, evidently it was Mack or Brian, of which Tyler did not exactly know yet. He grunted to himself, his muscular arms folded on his chest as his eyes scanned across the group. "You must be Kendrick's squad." He said, short and bluntly.

"My employer tells me that you lot could use some more men for.. whatever mission you're doing. Hell, this is one of my first days here. All I know is there are some blue creatures out there, who needs some ass-kicking, am'I'right?" He said, clicking one of his fingers. Tyler's face was now fully viewable to the non-trained eye. The entire left side of Tyler's face was scars, apparently it was either from flames or from an animal. And that exactly was for Tyler to know and for everyone else to find out.