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[Wolfhunter107]

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My bad. I was under the impression that the blight had only emerged in 1917.

[WillowLuman]

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My bad. I was under the impression that the blight had only emerged in 1917.

It emerged around the beginning of 1915. 1914 is somewhat different in this timeline, too, though.

[Wolfhunter107]

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My bad. I was under the impression that the blight had only emerged in 1917.

It emerged around the beginning of 1915. 1914 is somewhat different in this timeline, too, though.

Sounds good. I changed the application to hopefully account for that.

[AbstractTraitorHero]

((I have infinite free time!))
((I also noticed you dident have a german 55 year old air force veteran named Dragonborn I'll fix that))

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Name: Dragonborn Von Karma
Nationality:American (German Descent)
Description:a 55 year old 6ft4 with  proper and neat Hazel graying long hair with blue eyes and a firm jaw and well defined muscular face sporting a beautifull full beard he is heroic and commpasionate willing to risk his life for a cricket and howls with rage at the loss of an innocent overall he loves his planet and everything on it and he intends to show his namesake and fly like a dragon and to protect his grandchildren and freedom.
Background: His family line coming from germany they moved to America after 1760 in search of opportunity and he was born after a nerd made a language his parents decided becuase it sounded awesome to name him dragonborn his childhood was fun and full of games after highschool he  joined the air force looking for a purpose and always having respected the miltary where he trained for years and fought in real combat in the us air force where he got married to his wife sadly she died after childbirth but managed a son who had children and they love grampa deeply and now this old mans gonna give these monsters hell!

This will be great.

[WillowLuman]

Alright, here we have our first 6 pilots of Green Squadron! The rest are placed on the waiting list for now. First IC post to follow soon

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Name: Óscar Marino
Nationality: Peruvian
Description: Óscar Marino is a charitable young man, around twenty-two, who rarely passes up an opportunity to help someone who needs it, and who is driven to stop the blight by the feeling that it would be disgraceful to heap the responsibility of saving the world upon others. In the Academy, he was noted for aiding the learning process of other pilots once he had got it down himself, aided by the basic training he had received previously. Despite this, Óscar is very much a prideful man and something of a nationalist -- he takes insults and such other disgraces quite personally, and though South Americans are not a particularly large contingent of the Northern-Front Academy, Óscar has often caused clashes with the ones that ARE there, with the exception of Bolivians and the especial case of Chileans, who he seems to despise terribly.
Background: Óscar Marino was largely raised by his grandfather, a veteran of the War of the Pacific, and something of a war hero for his time under General Caceres's Campaign of Breña, helping in one particular battle to stop the War of the Pacific from becoming a TOTAL rout. As such, Óscar was raised under an atmosphere of pride, nationalism, and no small amount of revanchism, becoming very much a Peruvian patriot. In other respects, though, his grandfather was actually something of a stellar guardian, raising Óscar to be courageous and never back down where it counts... combined with a charitable streak that seemed to be of Óscar's own. It was no surprise, then, that Óscar joined the Peruvian Army, and though they did not have any wars in his tenure there, he ended up in the air division of the Peruvian Army. When the Blight crossed Tasmania and it became apparent that the world was in danger, Óscar immediately volunteered to fly and fight to save the world.

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Name: Rodrigo Salvador Jones
Nationality: Filipino

Description: Rodrigo has a harsh face, angular and dark-skinned. His heavy-lidded eyes have a cold, piercing stare. His voice has the haughty drawl of one well-born, descended from both Spanish and American colonials. Incredibly vain and spoiled as a child and a young man, his harsh and brash behavior has been tempered into a cold loathing by the death of friends and family. He is dead-set on vengeance first, victory second, and duty last. Only his ace piloting and pedigree allowed him a spot in the Green Squad.

Background: His father, also a high-ranking official in the American army, raised him single-handedly when his mother passed away. He grew up with a passion of soldiering, playing with toy soldiers with his kuyas and those he considered worthy friends. The dawn of fighter planes started a spark in Rodrigo, a yearning to take to the skies.

When he was of age, his father granted his wish for his birthday and, using political maneuvering, got his son a place in the prestigious flight school of the Northern-Front Academy. Rodrigo was highly successful, though sorely disliked among his peers for his personality. His family and friends came to visit, and were victims of the first attacks of the Blight and its monsters.

Rodrigo, devastated, used everything in his power to ensure he would be in the squad that brought the fight, and death, to the Blight.

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Name: Dalton Mattherson
Nationality: American
Description: A thin, wiry-looking man with brown hair stuck spiked as if stuck in perpetual bedhead. He often appears relaxed despite the pressure put on him by his new job, and seem to take this as equal parts challenge and threat.
Background: A Would-be farmer whos job was crop dusting, he quickly enlisted as a pilot, using his skill in timing any dropped payload, be it chemical or physical as leverage. He wants to both make his family proud and protect them from the oncoming menace, though how exactly he was chosen for the job is unknown. Ironically he is one the least professional pilots on the team due to his background and informal training, though this does not make him any less competent.

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Name: Jean Garin
Nationality: Filipino

Description: Jean is 'distinctly Asian' in appearance, as described by her colleagues. She stands at around 5'5", has light brown skin, large eyes, and prominent cheekbones which give sharpness to her ovalesque facial structure. She appears younger than her age. Her personality is a reflection of her background and upbringing: She is hardworking in her tasks, expecting no less from those around her and holding one's potential in high regard, kind-hearted and hospitable to others regardless of position and status, and deeply determined in pursuing goals. She has a quiet nature and an amicable streak, preferring to listen and work with others, and valuing thought before action.

Background: In the post Filipino-American War period, the Philippines was left dependent on American aid--with reforms and petitions only earning it its independence in the 1940's. The Blight changed everything. With the fall of modern Australia, and the unification of world nations under a single banner (crossing multiple socio-cultural barriers), the Philippines was proclaimed independent in the months that followed the news of The Blight.  Given the positioning and tactical value of the archipelago, and the many military bases spread amongst the isles, it would become one of the many crucial areas of monitoring and defense against The Blight.

Jean was born and raised in the Philippines, but spent most of her later academic life in Europe--supported by her uncle, who was a polymath.  Starting out as a draftswoman for one of the prestigious Air Force Academies, she quickly became skilled and reknown as both a talented pilot and navigator in the years that followed--and it was at this time that news of The Blight had spread. Returning back to her home country, she moved to advance her education by applying and utilizing her abilities in working with the global effort dedicated to combating the worldwide threat: Moving into service in the Northern-Front Academy.

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Name: Charles Miller
Nationality: American

Description: Charles has dark brown hair, and is of average height. His personality is outgoing and friendly, and has a good sense of humor.  He is a fairly competent pilot, though he is somewhat reckless. He lives for the thrill of flying, and is happiest when in the cockpit.

Background: Charles grew up witnessing the birth of flight firsthand, and thus developed a keen fascination with aircraft, with the early years of his adulthood spent searching for a chance to fly. In 1912, he got his chance when a friend of his family, an airmail pilot, offered to train him to fly. He eagerly accepted, and subsequently became an airmail pilot himself, flying in that capacity for several years. When the international effort against the Blight began, he quit his job and made his way to the Northern Front Academy, seeking to do what he could.

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Name: Walter Christianson
Nationality: American (Transplanted to England)
Description: A short, wiry little guy, Walter is not a particularly imposing figure. Blonde hair, snaggled teeth, and make him look younger than he is, almost a schoolboy, but a slight limp betrays his experience. His scars are not normally visible, but crisscross from backs of his thighs up to his shoulders.
Background: Walter was originally from a small country town, the sort of place people got stuck in. He saw the military as a way out, and enlisted as soon as he turned 18. He spent several years as an engineer for the Navy, and when, in 1909, the military began exploring heavier than air aviation as an option, he quickly fought his way to the front of the pack. Unfortunately, a few short months into his career, Walter suffered a malfunction of his aircraft, namely, one wing was torn off when the left aileron became stuck during a routine takeoff. The crash was severe, and spelled out an end to Walter's career. After a year's recovery, he attempted to re-enlist, but was denied. Undeterred, he became a private test pilot for the Bristol and Colonial Aeroplane Company, a British aviation company. He continued to amaze, becoming one of the premier test pilots in the world. He was recruited directly from Bristol and Colonial to the League of Nations air force division, and immediately volunteered for Green Squad, ready to help save the world.

[Tiruin]

We don't even have planes which can accommodate multiple personnel at this time. I would love to work on a full-player crew in a plane in one mission--but because we're doing experimental tech...this may be fun. :3
_{Hi Scelly!}

[Wolfhunter107]

We don't even have planes which can accommodate multiple personnel at this time.

Multi-crew aircraft emerged very early in aviation history, and soon found military use for artillery spotting and reconnaissance purposes. They would typically carry a pilot and an observer. In 1911-1912, these became the first makeshift bombers, and the first dedicated one emerged in 1913-1914.

[WillowLuman]

January 7th, 1917

The canteen is unusually quiet this evening, in contrast with the cacaphonous singing of cicadas outside, but that may soon change, as pilots come in to think about their mission tomorrow. Like everything on this part of the base, the building is repurposed from a prefabricated miniature hangar, a half-tube of steel and aluminum, but with the windows cut in the sides, the wood panelling and monochrome photos stapled to the plating, and the smooth jazz from the gently glowing jukebox, it's still rather homey, if a bit stuffy. A handful of pilots-in-training, probably glad not to be flying out tomorrow, sit around, quite deep in their drinks, though one is making a wobbly attempt at the dartboard.

[O.Wilde]

_{Hi Scelly!}

_{((Hiiiiiiii!))}

Walter scoffed good naturedly from his chair as a dart sailed wide, clunking into the cheap wood of the wall before falling, with a dull thud, onto the carpet that had been scavenged from who knows where to help "spruce the place up a bit". It was a horrible carpet.
   
"You're gonna have to do better than that, you know," He said, smiling at the dart on the floor, "You know, I held the fives record in three different pubs, and they had a hell of a lot more practice than you. Try it again, and go for the board this time."

[WillowLuman]

The young man looks up at the voice, then takes another gulp from his pint mug on the bar. "I know whatm'... Shayyy... your'n greenshquadron?"

[Cheesecake]

Rodrigo took another shot, ill at ease at the prospect tomorrow. Their first mission... Rodrigo had been on his best behavior for the past week, which says quite a bit. Even now he restrained his drinking; one more slip-up or harsh insult could cost him his spot on the Green Squadron. Even so, he needed a shot or two to stay sane.

He watched the pilot Christianson encouraging some drunken rabble at darts. Rodrigo scoffed, his voice condescending compared to Walter's good natured one. Even so, Rodrigo managed to keep his temper in check - for now.

[O.Wilde]

Walter winced at the offender's breath, shuffling back half a step. Fuckin blotto, he'd never be able fly with a hangover the size of Big Ben. "Yeh, green squadron. You?"
The drunk swayed on his feet, glassy eyed and staring at Walter. Walter raised an eyebrow.

[WillowLuman]

The drunken cadet looked a bit more solemn, but still kept mumbling on. "Mmmm still got tree weeks to live... um.. b'fore combat... that's.. in training..."

[O.Wilde]

Ah, so that was his deal. Chickenshit. Walter sighed, he supposed everyone couldn't be gung-ho about the oncoming apocalypse, but it helped morale.
"You know, kid" He chuckled at himself. 'Kid', he was probably about the same age as this guy. Still, experience counted for something. "Kid," he repeated, "Just cause you fly doesn't mean you're gonna splatter. It's the fall that kills ya, so don't fall. What kinda bird ya going in, they told ya yet?"

[Tiruin]

We don't even have planes which can accommodate multiple personnel at this time.

Multi-crew aircraft emerged very early in aviation history, and soon found military use for artillery spotting and reconnaissance purposes. They would typically carry a pilot and an observer. In 1911-1912, these became the first makeshift bombers, and the first dedicated one emerged in 1913-1914.

((Oops .-. I meant internationally...but I got that [and did not make it contextual. Like some examples here. Oops me.]

Also I spent my time with etymology and descended to the etymology of English swearing...that's along this timeline, Wilde. ))


Jean was sitting all alone, with the same loneliness everyone had, cupping her drink with both hands, and excitably curious about what she was about to face.

"Was...anyone briefed on the aircraft we're flying? I'm forgetful with-..."

She shook her glass lightly, following up her words. "Well we'll know for sure. Is everyone comfortable tonight?"