RE: [0/8?] Something Awesome [Signups end 5/21]
05-16-2013, 10:37 PM
(This post was last modified: 05-16-2013, 11:24 PM by Brom.)
Name: Oren Ashford
Description: Oren's the nurse at Silver Hills. If you're gonna make a joke about how a leathery old cowboy-looking piece of gristle with the whiskers and the hat to match wants to go around calling himself a nurse, you best come up with a soft-shoe routine or something to go along with it, because everything else he's already heard.
He was a bad person most of his life, and he's got the penance for it writ on his body. His left eye lags behind righty a little bit when he's trying to focus on things thanks to a big Lithuanian's rifle butt back in '97. He's been shot enough he reckons if he jumped up and down enough he'd rattle. The ring finger on his right hand he lost a long time ago, but he don't mind too much; by then he'd only been wearing anything on it out of a fond sense of nostalgia anyway.
The Gulf War to the hired gun circuit to high school nurse ain't the average career path, but Oren ain't the average nurse. Besides, he learned a thing or two about fixing people up from his days as a field medic, and he reckons he's at just about the age where getting paid to blow holes in people starts to lose the sheen to it. He never was one of the bloodthirsty ones.
So he applied to this place, uh, Silver Hills High. He told them he's got the know-how and the magic juice to fix these kids' nosebleeds and such. They said great, when can you start, and he said, oh, any time. They told him well, you know, you gotta know your way around how to take care of yourself too, you come to Silver Heights, we were that school on the news a few months ago with them Chemical boys and such. And he said oh, don't you worry about it. I got me my custom Atchisson Assault Shotgun, fires 300 12-gauge slugs a minute. Heh. Just my little joke. And they said bring it.
And he said, hold on, what?
Anyway, it don't pay too bad.
Specializations: Heavy Firearms (2), Light (2), Support/Healing/Protective (1)
Skills: Whittlin', knot-tyin', thorough knowledge of military/paramilitary procedure/protocol, banjo, medicine.
Favored stat: Defense
Description: Oren's the nurse at Silver Hills. If you're gonna make a joke about how a leathery old cowboy-looking piece of gristle with the whiskers and the hat to match wants to go around calling himself a nurse, you best come up with a soft-shoe routine or something to go along with it, because everything else he's already heard.
He was a bad person most of his life, and he's got the penance for it writ on his body. His left eye lags behind righty a little bit when he's trying to focus on things thanks to a big Lithuanian's rifle butt back in '97. He's been shot enough he reckons if he jumped up and down enough he'd rattle. The ring finger on his right hand he lost a long time ago, but he don't mind too much; by then he'd only been wearing anything on it out of a fond sense of nostalgia anyway.
The Gulf War to the hired gun circuit to high school nurse ain't the average career path, but Oren ain't the average nurse. Besides, he learned a thing or two about fixing people up from his days as a field medic, and he reckons he's at just about the age where getting paid to blow holes in people starts to lose the sheen to it. He never was one of the bloodthirsty ones.
So he applied to this place, uh, Silver Hills High. He told them he's got the know-how and the magic juice to fix these kids' nosebleeds and such. They said great, when can you start, and he said, oh, any time. They told him well, you know, you gotta know your way around how to take care of yourself too, you come to Silver Heights, we were that school on the news a few months ago with them Chemical boys and such. And he said oh, don't you worry about it. I got me my custom Atchisson Assault Shotgun, fires 300 12-gauge slugs a minute. Heh. Just my little joke. And they said bring it.
And he said, hold on, what?
Anyway, it don't pay too bad.
Specializations: Heavy Firearms (2), Light (2), Support/Healing/Protective (1)
Skills: Whittlin', knot-tyin', thorough knowledge of military/paramilitary procedure/protocol, banjo, medicine.
Favored stat: Defense
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