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[Powder Miner]

Directly ripped from the old thread:

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Name: Putri Sari
Gender: Female
Class: Medic
Handedness: Left
Appearance: Putri Sari is a not a physically thick, yet muscular woman, with light brown skin, and somewhat slanted eyes. While she does have a slim build, her legs are much thicker than the rest of her body, and she doesn't have the greatest of reflexes- though training has tempered this. Nevertheless, her dark brown eyes are keen and perceptive- though they are very frequently wide with panic. Her hair is black, and quite smooth, in a ponytail, though it's not military standard, due to family tradition. She looks somewhat young- though not unusually so, perhaps around 19 or 20. She moves in jerky movements, and her uniform very frequently has scratches or the like on them, not only from enemies, or in the case of her armor, scratches in the paint. Her nails are completely and utterly wrecked, being frequently used in panicky jerks of motion to scratch things. Her voice can reach startlingly loud volumes, and it is moderately pitched, thought not very smooth at all. She has a few scars in claw lines on her left arm and shoulder. She has a barely-visible techna-lingua implant in her lower throat, and it tends to buzz.
Personality: Putri is not the calmest person in the world. Nor does she react particularly well to bad things. As a result of this, she tends to panic frequently. The panic is not true fear manifesting itself, though- while she's certainly frequently afraid, and she really is panicking, she won't turn tail and run very frequently at all (good for her lifespan), as the loud panic she tends to manifest under pressure seems to be both an output for fear that may arise, and a way to actually keep herself going, harnessing her panic to provide a sort of nervous energy. Due to this, she hasn't gone insane much at all, managing to bear it quite nicely. When she panics, she tends to scratch things or herself with whatever hand isn't busy. Being left-handed, she has scratched her armor, and when out of it, herself, repeatedly on the right arm and shoulder. Putri is actually rather immune to seduction- simply because she's so panicky. This is because she simply doesn't concern herself with things of this matter frequently at ALL- she's more busy worrying about what she has to shoot, what she'll have to heal, and whoever is/will be trying to viciously kill her and the rest of the regiment.
Backstory: Putri had not been training to become a Guardsman. Her family had migrated to the planet of Vniedik a scant few generations ago, and she was training for work in the factories- specifically, medical staff to keep people working efficiently and to keep them from staying wounded. She ended up completing her training, and ended up working in the factories as a medic somewhere in her 18th year of life. Alas, luck did not smile upon this. Less than a year later, the Orks tore into her planet, and in the emergency drafting of soldiers, one Putri Sari was to her dismay drafted into the Guard. It was probably, ironically enough, what saved her- either the sheet output of laser panickedly fired or dumb luck got her into one of the groups of survivors, and she ended up in the drop-trooper regiment She feels shamed about her reaction to these events, but she simply can't seem to stop being panicky, though she clings on to still being combat-operational.
Stats:
WS 35, (Hardened Fighters)
BS 34,
S: 34,
T: 35,
Ag: 31 (Drop),
Int: 44, (Medic, Forge, XP Spent)
Per: 52, (Forge, XP spent)
WP: 35,
Fel: 37,
Specialist Equipment:
• Diagnostor
• Injector
• Medkit- This medkit would appear to have deep scratches on it, made by human fingernails.
Starting Equipment:
• One Las Carbine (6 packs);
• One Sword;
• One set of Best Imperial Flak Armor (5 AP, All);
• One uniform;
• One set of poor weather gear;
• One rucksack or sling bag;
• One set of basic tools;
• One mess kit and one water canteen;
• One blanket and one sleep bag;
• One rechargeable lamp pack;
• One grooming kit;
• One set of cognomen tags or equivalent identification identification;
• One primer or instructional handbook;
• Combat sustenance rations, four weeks of corpse-starch rations;
• One suit of synskin;
• One set of preysense goggles;
• One respirator;
• One good quaility grav-chute (+10 to avoiding detection via noise in drops.);
• Three Frag Grenades;
• Three Smoke Grenades;
• One Grapnel;
• One Micro Bead;
• One Chrono.
Starting Aptitudes: Ballistic Skill, Fieldcraft, Intelligence, Knowledge, Perception, Willpower, Agility.
Starting Skills: Medicae, Scholastic Lore (Chymystry), Scrutiny, Common Lore (Adeptus Mechanicus), Common Lore (Tech), Linguistics (Low Gothic), Linguistics (Techna Lingua), Logic, Stealth, Operate (Aerunautica), Awareness (purchased with XP)
Starting Talents: Cold-Hearted, Weapon Training (Las), Weapon Training (Low-Tech), Peer (Adeptus Mechanicus), Technical Knock, Isolated by Machines, Rapid Reaction, Catfall, Blind Fighting, Dead-Eye Shot, Honor Bound (Pride Over Life), Hatred (Orks), Street Fighting
Experience: 50/600 exp
350 xp spent for +10 Perception
100 xp spent for Awareness
100 xp spent for +5 Intelligence
Wounds: 9 (Forge World)
 No Injuries
 No Fatigue
Fate Points: 1/1
Sanity Damage: 5
 No Mental Disorders
Corruption: 0
 No Malignancies
 No Mutations

[Caellath]

EDIT: Nevermind, I figured it out. Added to my sheet.

The second Toughness and the first Ballistic Skill advances actually cost 250xp.

[Remuthra]

EDIT: Nevermind, I figured it out. Added to my sheet.

The second Toughness and the first Ballistic Skill advances actually cost 250xp.

Caught, and fixed before you posted .

[Caellath]

Caught, and fixed before you posted .

Strength advance still added to your stats, though. On a different note, posting my sheet tonight with some luck.

[Elfeater]

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Name: Avos Yorke "Goat"
Class: Heavy Gunner
Appearance: A tall man, with a narrow, but muscled figure. He wears glasses, that frame his intimidating grey eyes, and keeps another pair of glasses with his equipment. He has a well trimmed beard, a goatee. His nose has been broken many times, and a scar runs from a cut on it, down to the corner of his mouth. His hair is a dark brown. He is a little older than thirty.
Backstory: As a young man, he grew up in the lower parts of the forge. He worked his way up, having to watch his back, and jockey for advancing in position. He finally made it. But after that the invasion happened. He was soon drafted. He survived by being smart, and not being brash, as he saw many glory seekers die. HE held back, calculated, and finally they lost the planet. He became grim, his family had died, and when a man asked him jokingly how his wife was, not knowing she was dead, he stared him into submission. Now he does his best to keep his squad mates alive.
 
8 Mind Damage
Wounds-11
WS-32 (+3) 35
BS-36 (+5) (+10 -350xp) 51
STR-30
Tgh-27 (+3) 30
Agi-29 (+3) 32
INT-30 (+3) 33
PER-28
WP-30
FEL-28 (-3) 25

Aptitudes- Agi, Bs, Fel, Field-craft, Finesse, WS

Talents- Streetfighting, lasgun barrage, blindfighting, deadeyeshot, Catfall, Rapid Reaction Weapon Training (Melta, Las, Solid Projectile)

Skills- Stealth (+10) (-200xp), Operate (Aeronautica), Linguistics
(Low Gothic, Techna Lingua), Logic, Navigate
(Surface), Common Lore (Imperial Guard, War, Adeptus Mechanicus, Tech)


Specialist Equipment:
 
Common Craftsmanship Melta
2 canisters
4 Krak Grenades


Standard Equipment:


One uniform
One common quality lascarbine and four charge packs
One set of poor weather gear
One Sword
One flak vest
One rucksack or sling bag
One set of basic tools
One mess kit and one water canteen
One blanket and one sleep bag
One rechargeable lamp pack
One grooming kit
One set of cognomen tags or equivalent identification
One primer or instructional handbook
Combat sustenance rations four weeks’ supply
1 suit of synskin
1 set of preysense goggles
one best quailty suit of Imperial Guard
flak armour
one respirator
one good quaility grav-chute
three frag grenades and three smoke
grapnel
micro beads
Chrono

Experience: 50

[Bdthemag]

I felt like we already talked about this, but Meltaguns use canisters that are filled with highly pressurized gasses.

[Elfeater]

Sorry,I copied it from the other forum, so I will fix that My bad.

[Bdthemag]

Sorry,I copied it from the other forum, so I will fix that My bad.

If it makes you feel any better, I just googled whether or not they used canisters or magazines so I could feel as if I was a lore buff.

[Remuthra]

Caught, and fixed before you posted .

Strength advance still added to your stats, though. On a different note, posting my sheet tonight with some luck.

It is? That's just the Heavy Strength bonus talking. The stats are right. I just forgot how I got them.

[GiglameshDespair]

Sorry,I copied it from the other forum, so I will fix that My bad.

If it makes you feel any better, I just googled whether or not they used canisters or magazines so I could feel as if I was a lore buff.

One Warhammer 40k book I read had someone rack the slide on his plasma pistol. A slide. On a plasma pistol. Which was, of course, lighter and slimmer than the average version, because everything in the book was described way. And was taken on a stealth mission, next to the inquisitor on the same mission in the bright yellow bodysuit.

Except the guy in the powersuit that had twinlinked stormbolters [sic] on each arm and shoulder. I wish I was making that up.

[Remuthra]

Sorry,I copied it from the other forum, so I will fix that My bad.

If it makes you feel any better, I just googled whether or not they used canisters or magazines so I could feel as if I was a lore buff.

Except the guy in the powersuit that had twinlinked stormbolters [sic] on each arm and shoulder. I wish I was making that up.

Some guardsmen just can't get enough dakka.

[Caellath]

It is? That's just the Heavy Strength bonus talking. The stats are right. I just forgot how I got them.

I thought the advance was there because prior to the correction it was 42, then it stayed 42. Also, the Heavy's bonus is to Toughness, not Strength.

@Giglamesh: Didn't read that one. Was it written by C.S. Goto by any chance?

[Remuthra]

It is? That's just the Heavy Strength bonus talking. The stats are right. I just forgot how I got them.

I thought the advance was there because prior to the correction it was 42, then it stayed 42. Also, the Heavy's bonus is to Toughness, not Strength.

Okay, I'm officially confused, so I'll just reroll my skills. I don't think they were naturally all that great anyway.

[GiglameshDespair]

It is? That's just the Heavy Strength bonus talking. The stats are right. I just forgot how I got them.

I thought the advance was there because prior to the correction it was 42, then it stayed 42. Also, the Heavy's bonus is to Toughness, not Strength.

@Giglamesh: Didn't read that one. Was it written by C.S. Goto by any chance?

No, some bloke called Henry Zhou, though I think it had a commendation by C.S.Goto on the front. Thinking about it, that really should have warned me off.

[Caellath]

@Remuthra: Sorry if I confused you, I didn't mean to do that. In my opinion, it seems you bought a strength advance for 250xp but not a second toughness advance. I'd be willing to bet you rolled 38 for Toughness +5 from Heavy, +5 from Toughness Simple Advance, +3 Toughness from Forge World.

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Name: Knoll Tuhlann
Gender: Male
Class: Commissar
Handedness: Right
Appearance: Curly light brown hair which would otherwise neatly frame the sides of his face is cut short to adhere to military standards, a short streak of grey hidden under the Commissar's Cap. Although the gaze of his cold blue eyes is as intense as required from the most infamous political officers of the Imperium, his face is surprisingly not perpetually locked into a scowl; however, such may be nothing but a reflection of a lack of field experience. Both his moustache and beard are clean shaven in order to maintain the disciplined, hygienic appearance required of men serving in the field and his features are sharp, his chin square. His voice is deep and firm, usually powerful enough to be easily understood without the need for talking loudly and low enough to startle people whenever he begins roaring at full capacity. His Commissariat-issued uniform is always in top shape, the large visor of his cap casting a shadow over the upper half of his face whenever he's under the sun or overhead artificial light. One of the ears displays several small and already healed scars which seem to have been caused by a sharp edge. He is a man fit for combat, though his body doesn't appear to be exceptionally tough nor strong, tending towards a lean or standard build.
Personality: Knoll is a steadfast, devout servant of the Emperor but differently from many political officers of the Commissariat, he believes his duty is to lead not only by fear but also by example. The days of the Commissar as a static figure, more interested in killing his own troops than the enemy are long gone in his opinion, replaced by the image of someone able to lead in the absence of other command figures or take the lead when the situation is dire and the men are either confused or under bad guidance. His bolt pistol is a powerful weapon indeed, and he will not shy away from executing the traitorous guardsman when such a measure is necessary; he is, however, keener on imparting the blessing of a deadly hail of high-caliber slugs upon the enemies of Imperium than on the men by his side.
Backstory: Born in the Forge World of Vniedik and the result of the marriage between a low-ranking officer of the Imperial Guard and a seamstress, Knoll spent most of his life out of his homeworld. After his father's death during action when he was a boy, young Knoll was sent to an offworld Schola Progenium; there, he was trained in weapon drills and taught about the Imperial Faith, consequently missing on the mechanical tricks and education a good part of the population of Forge World undergoes. Although he was not the fastest, the strongest, the more perceptive nor the toughest student, the Progena soon proved to possess slightly above standard combat prowess and, more importantly, the unawavering loyalty and fair amount of personal presence sought after in the political officers of the Imperium. The Commissariat soon took him in and he was instructed under their values, doctrinated to fire at his own men in case they displayed cowardice as well as taught to identify - and kill - the mutant; the witch; the heretic. Upon the completion of his training course, he was sent back home. It was about that time that the ork threat literally crashed upon his homeworld, causing widespread death and carnage. Attached to a Drop Troop regiment to keep morale and assigned to a certain squad in special for reasons only the officers who suggested such an arrangement know, Knoll is prepared to perform his duty and make sure the guardsmen also perform theirs.
Stats:
WS 40 (Hardened, Schola),
BS 31,
S: 31,
T: 31,
Ag: 38 (Drop),
Int: 34,
Per: 26,
WP: 36 (Schola),
Fel: 41 (Commissar, Drop)
Wounds: 15 (Schola)
 No Injuries
 No Fatigue
Fate Points: 2/2
Sanity Damage: 4 (3 Lost Homeworld, 1 Cold-Hearted)
 No Mental Disorders
Corruption: 0
 No Malignancies
 No Mutations
Specialist Equipment:
• Good-Quality Chainsword (Tearing, Balanced, +5 WS): Pommel is shaped like a human skull;
• Good-Quality Bolt Pistol (Tearing, Reliable): Engraved with the depiction of an Imperial Saint brandishing their sword forward;
• Commissar's Uniform.
Starting Equipment:
• One Las Carbine (6 packs);
• One Sword;
• One Las-Pistol, two charge packs;
• One set of Best Imperial Flak Armor (5 AP, All);
• One uniform;
• One set of poor weather gear;
• One rucksack;
• One set of basic tools;
• One mess kit and one water canteen;
• One blanket and one sleep bag;
• One rechargeable lamp pack;
• One grooming kit;
• One set of cognomen tags or equivalent identification identification;
• One primer or instructional handbook;
• Combat sustenance rations, four weeks of corpse-starch rations;
• One suit of synskin;
• One set of preysense goggles;
• One respirator;
• One good quaility grav-chute (+10 to avoiding detection via noise in drops.);
• Three Frag Grenades;
• Three Smoke Grenades;
• One Grapnel;
• One Micro Bead;
• One Chrono.
Starting Aptitudes: Agility, Ballistic Skill, Fellowship, Finesse, Leadership, Perception, Weapon Skill, Willpower
Starting Skills: Command, Common Lore (Imperial Guard), Common Lore (Imperium), Common Lore (War), Dodge, Linguistics (High Gothic, Low Gothic), Operate (Aeronautica), Scholastic Lore (Tactica Imperialis), Stealth.
Starting Talents: Air of Authority, Blind Fighting, Catfall, Cold-Hearted, Deadeye Shot, Hatred (Orks), Pride Over Life (Honor Bound), Rapid Reaction, Street Fighting, Unshakeable Faith, Weapon Training (Bolt, Chain, Las).
Experience: 100/300 exp
 200xp spent on Dodge