Post by chrisshooter on Aug 12, 2010 10:35:35 GMT -5
Name: Chris Buer
Nickname: Shooter, CB, Chris Shooter
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Age/Birthday: 27 / 13th September 2434
Race: Norwegian
Place of Birth/Home Town: Norway, Trondheim
Character Portrayal: Karl Urban
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Blue
Height: 6,1
Individual Features: Dark blue eyes and dark brown hair.
General Appearance:
Family:
David Buer (Father, Killed)
Andrea Buer (Mother, Killed)
Friends: Has numerous friends from school/academy and the military.
Enemies: The old gang.
Job: Weapon Specialist
Personality:
Chris, a bad boy with a brutal and violent past. Much have he endured and much have he experienced, and such have he also learned the way of living through difficult times. He is an weapon specialist, capable of handling most weapons created, with a vision and sight for future warfare by upgrading weapons to the ultimate. Either its a handheld weapon, or a weapon on transport. He is smart person and he is often difficult to trick, but sneaky he may be at times and a charmer. He sees respect as something you earn and not something that is taken (different from his view of the past, as he rather demanded respect in the gang he once were a part of).
He may be a lier at times, but only when he sees needed. Chris is often seen as a lone wolf among the crew on Venia, he often keeps to himself but likes the company of women which he admires, and he speaks only when he sees needed. He dislikes losing control, but only when the things he knows does not work. Rather then that he can control his anger, and he is an excellent shooter, always known to hit the target when aiming for something or somebody. However he is also an excellent thief, capable of stealing without anyone noticing. Which have often helped him before, even after his time in the gang.
Likes: Tough women, Weapons, Shooting, Pleasure, Explosions, Space travels, Violence, Drinking, Parties, Cars, Spaceships, Rock/Metal music, taking risks, being in charge, winning.
Dislikes: Losing, Excuses, Being yelled at, Lier's, The cops, Street gangs.
Fears: Losing those he loves, Getting attached, failing.
History:
At year 2434, Chris Buer was born in Trondheim. One of the fastest growing cities in Scandinavia at its time, once again capital for the people of Norway. A country, now part of the EU. Raised from childhood, into a wealthy and a green life. As Trondheim had become a green city throughout the years, with skyscrapers taller then ever and with plants in most homes, where solar power and wind now gave most of the power that people now used. But at young age, he also witnessed all the science that shaped and formed the world. As cars now were also running on water as on land, and where houses also were built on seas with protection from storms and large waves.
However at the age of six and up, he went on school and learned much of the history that belonged to the land, but also about the rest of the world and the universe that surrounded them. There he learned what had changed, and what still were to come. And many friends did he gain, as often did he stay popular among the cool ones. Thought it was not before the late teens, that it all turned into trouble. As Chris became fascinated by a beautiful seventeen year old girl who seemed tougher and more wilder then most girls, who he eventually got together with as he joined her and her friends many times over at night into the great lower districts of the city. Where from he was introduced to a gang, who had a bad reputation, by the deeds they had done in the past. Often mentioned in the newspaper, but even then he lot himself forget and as in deep love he had fallen with girl, who also was a member, he joined.
And behind the back of his parents, who worked in the military and in science, and behind the back of the school teachers and others, he did the dirty work for the gang. By either stealing, threatening, beating others or by selling goods and weapons that he took or found. As from which he gained the skills, to know a lot about weapons and about their capability in combat. Thought never was he discovered or taken by the police, as smart he was to avoid them at any worst case scenario. But as time went, the suspicion grew larger and larger at home and thus his mother found out about the drugs he had hidden. Which questioned he was asked about, and from that day on, he was forced by his father to join the military and to become a better man. But never would the gang forget, that Chris suddenly left. As leaving the gang always had to be repayed in bloodshed.
Thus as he were forced to join the military, his parents were at same time threatened and killed at home by the members of the gang who looked for Chris. And with no ability to go home and take revenge, Chris had to stay in the military which he was signed. Where from he was trained into discipline and warfare, where he learned more about weapons then ever before. And even he hated to be there, he saw now no other future then to continue the road he was put on, in honor of his family wishes.
But when the training ended and three years had passed (now 21 years old), he was now free to do whatever he wanted. Thought going home he never wished, and so he found other interest as he traveled to Berlin. Where he came and studied at the EU Space Academy, to learn more about the space and the weapon and defense systems of different star ships models.
Few years later he graduated as the best weapon specialists in the EU region on Earth, and possible one of the best of the entire world. And not long after, he was signed to a mission, to save the galaxy from a terrible fate that threatened all life. Chris joined the spaceship Venia and became a part of the crew, one with great experience when it came to handling weapons and on how to upgrade them to the better. As well being an incredible shooter.
Random Facts:
- Chris once being a member of a gang, is not mentioned or recorded any place because of his father influence as a military general.
- Chris have been a drug addict before.
- Chris have killed innocent people in his youth, none knowing expect his old gang.
- Chris is a great lover.
- Chris has changed dramatically since the death of his parents.
- Chris knows tactics but often keeps it to himself.
- Chris is authorized pilot.
- Chris blames himself because of the death of his parents.
RP Sample:
Slowly by did the stars cross the window as Chris stood by and looked out, wondering about the riddles of the universe and all its mystery. It truly looked large and unique as he stood watching, making him think of all the unknown things that humankind still did not know or had seen. However whatever would appear and come, he would be ready to face it. After all he was an excellent shooter and a weapon specialist, prepared for everything at anytime. Such was he, such had it always been. Ever since he was a young teenager, working for the gang he once were a part of. A lot had he endured and gone through, but always had he prevailed. Even the results had lead to death and lose of those he once had loved, but never again would he allow that to repeat. Never again would he became that attached again, thought still fun he would try to have. And now he had said yes to join the spaceship Venia, only such that he could redeem himself of his previous failures which he had committed. Hoping to gain an equal standard to what he had done, to be an hero of the universe. Such that all he had trained for, could have a meaning.
Inside his own sleeping quarter he stood tall and firm, as he relaxed, thinking of the the past, the present and the future, about all things. And there he stood in his dark black space suit in the dim light, with two blaster guns at both his sides and with knives in the boots, always prepared for the worst. Although after a time of standing still, he slowly moved away from the window that were on the right side of the bed, to the corner of the one side of the room, where his private work bench stood ready for him, where he often modified his own weapons and equipment. Concentrated and with gently touches he slowly began polishing the guns he had at the workbench, while some music also began to play in the background, The only music taste which he liked the most, rock and metal. Suitable for a guy like he, who brutal could be, but who also could stay cool and in control.
Not far from the room, was also the armory. Where all the weapons of the crew resided when it was not being used, the weapons the he was responsible of taking care of. No matter what, every second, every minute and every hour. Lots of responsibility did he have, but a lot did he stay distant from the others, like a lone wolf that only enjoyed his own presence. However when called he would come, and he would obey the commands as respect had he began to get for those he worked with.
Rules: Ha! What are these things you call rules?
Nickname: Shooter, CB, Chris Shooter
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Age/Birthday: 27 / 13th September 2434
Race: Norwegian
Place of Birth/Home Town: Norway, Trondheim
Character Portrayal: Karl Urban
Hair: Brown
Eyes: Blue
Height: 6,1
Individual Features: Dark blue eyes and dark brown hair.
General Appearance:
Family:
David Buer (Father, Killed)
Andrea Buer (Mother, Killed)
Friends: Has numerous friends from school/academy and the military.
Enemies: The old gang.
Job: Weapon Specialist
Personality:
Chris, a bad boy with a brutal and violent past. Much have he endured and much have he experienced, and such have he also learned the way of living through difficult times. He is an weapon specialist, capable of handling most weapons created, with a vision and sight for future warfare by upgrading weapons to the ultimate. Either its a handheld weapon, or a weapon on transport. He is smart person and he is often difficult to trick, but sneaky he may be at times and a charmer. He sees respect as something you earn and not something that is taken (different from his view of the past, as he rather demanded respect in the gang he once were a part of).
He may be a lier at times, but only when he sees needed. Chris is often seen as a lone wolf among the crew on Venia, he often keeps to himself but likes the company of women which he admires, and he speaks only when he sees needed. He dislikes losing control, but only when the things he knows does not work. Rather then that he can control his anger, and he is an excellent shooter, always known to hit the target when aiming for something or somebody. However he is also an excellent thief, capable of stealing without anyone noticing. Which have often helped him before, even after his time in the gang.
Likes: Tough women, Weapons, Shooting, Pleasure, Explosions, Space travels, Violence, Drinking, Parties, Cars, Spaceships, Rock/Metal music, taking risks, being in charge, winning.
Dislikes: Losing, Excuses, Being yelled at, Lier's, The cops, Street gangs.
Fears: Losing those he loves, Getting attached, failing.
History:
At year 2434, Chris Buer was born in Trondheim. One of the fastest growing cities in Scandinavia at its time, once again capital for the people of Norway. A country, now part of the EU. Raised from childhood, into a wealthy and a green life. As Trondheim had become a green city throughout the years, with skyscrapers taller then ever and with plants in most homes, where solar power and wind now gave most of the power that people now used. But at young age, he also witnessed all the science that shaped and formed the world. As cars now were also running on water as on land, and where houses also were built on seas with protection from storms and large waves.
However at the age of six and up, he went on school and learned much of the history that belonged to the land, but also about the rest of the world and the universe that surrounded them. There he learned what had changed, and what still were to come. And many friends did he gain, as often did he stay popular among the cool ones. Thought it was not before the late teens, that it all turned into trouble. As Chris became fascinated by a beautiful seventeen year old girl who seemed tougher and more wilder then most girls, who he eventually got together with as he joined her and her friends many times over at night into the great lower districts of the city. Where from he was introduced to a gang, who had a bad reputation, by the deeds they had done in the past. Often mentioned in the newspaper, but even then he lot himself forget and as in deep love he had fallen with girl, who also was a member, he joined.
And behind the back of his parents, who worked in the military and in science, and behind the back of the school teachers and others, he did the dirty work for the gang. By either stealing, threatening, beating others or by selling goods and weapons that he took or found. As from which he gained the skills, to know a lot about weapons and about their capability in combat. Thought never was he discovered or taken by the police, as smart he was to avoid them at any worst case scenario. But as time went, the suspicion grew larger and larger at home and thus his mother found out about the drugs he had hidden. Which questioned he was asked about, and from that day on, he was forced by his father to join the military and to become a better man. But never would the gang forget, that Chris suddenly left. As leaving the gang always had to be repayed in bloodshed.
Thus as he were forced to join the military, his parents were at same time threatened and killed at home by the members of the gang who looked for Chris. And with no ability to go home and take revenge, Chris had to stay in the military which he was signed. Where from he was trained into discipline and warfare, where he learned more about weapons then ever before. And even he hated to be there, he saw now no other future then to continue the road he was put on, in honor of his family wishes.
But when the training ended and three years had passed (now 21 years old), he was now free to do whatever he wanted. Thought going home he never wished, and so he found other interest as he traveled to Berlin. Where he came and studied at the EU Space Academy, to learn more about the space and the weapon and defense systems of different star ships models.
Few years later he graduated as the best weapon specialists in the EU region on Earth, and possible one of the best of the entire world. And not long after, he was signed to a mission, to save the galaxy from a terrible fate that threatened all life. Chris joined the spaceship Venia and became a part of the crew, one with great experience when it came to handling weapons and on how to upgrade them to the better. As well being an incredible shooter.
Random Facts:
- Chris once being a member of a gang, is not mentioned or recorded any place because of his father influence as a military general.
- Chris have been a drug addict before.
- Chris have killed innocent people in his youth, none knowing expect his old gang.
- Chris is a great lover.
- Chris has changed dramatically since the death of his parents.
- Chris knows tactics but often keeps it to himself.
- Chris is authorized pilot.
- Chris blames himself because of the death of his parents.
RP Sample:
Slowly by did the stars cross the window as Chris stood by and looked out, wondering about the riddles of the universe and all its mystery. It truly looked large and unique as he stood watching, making him think of all the unknown things that humankind still did not know or had seen. However whatever would appear and come, he would be ready to face it. After all he was an excellent shooter and a weapon specialist, prepared for everything at anytime. Such was he, such had it always been. Ever since he was a young teenager, working for the gang he once were a part of. A lot had he endured and gone through, but always had he prevailed. Even the results had lead to death and lose of those he once had loved, but never again would he allow that to repeat. Never again would he became that attached again, thought still fun he would try to have. And now he had said yes to join the spaceship Venia, only such that he could redeem himself of his previous failures which he had committed. Hoping to gain an equal standard to what he had done, to be an hero of the universe. Such that all he had trained for, could have a meaning.
Inside his own sleeping quarter he stood tall and firm, as he relaxed, thinking of the the past, the present and the future, about all things. And there he stood in his dark black space suit in the dim light, with two blaster guns at both his sides and with knives in the boots, always prepared for the worst. Although after a time of standing still, he slowly moved away from the window that were on the right side of the bed, to the corner of the one side of the room, where his private work bench stood ready for him, where he often modified his own weapons and equipment. Concentrated and with gently touches he slowly began polishing the guns he had at the workbench, while some music also began to play in the background, The only music taste which he liked the most, rock and metal. Suitable for a guy like he, who brutal could be, but who also could stay cool and in control.
Not far from the room, was also the armory. Where all the weapons of the crew resided when it was not being used, the weapons the he was responsible of taking care of. No matter what, every second, every minute and every hour. Lots of responsibility did he have, but a lot did he stay distant from the others, like a lone wolf that only enjoyed his own presence. However when called he would come, and he would obey the commands as respect had he began to get for those he worked with.
Rules: Ha! What are these things you call rules?
