Name: Fresner
Sex: Male
Age: 21
Phys. Description: Black hair(,bad-ass aditude and humorous), Red Sunglasses, Tux and cloak. Always like this.
Preffered weapon: Grenade Launcher, Sniper Rifle.
Name of Ship: Floating Power
Rank: Captain
Favorite thing to do in combat: Run up on wall, backflip, end up behind them, then punch em in the back. I call it, "Da Flip."
ooc: Here's my entrance.
ic: Fresner walks on top of a mountain, holding his 50 caliber bullet sniper rifle. He lays down and looks for agents near by. He sees five talking. "Perfect," he mutters, "just enough bullets." He loads it up, takes aim and fires. He sees one agent fall over. "Before they notice me," he murmers.(ooc: I think that's how you spell it. ic:==>) He shoots another. They all take shelter. "2 down, 3 to go." One fires at him. "OH, SH*T!" He fires at one and it only hits the shelter of it. The agent fires back. Fresner takes to shots into space and get behind a bush. He grabs his grenade launcher. He comes out, shouts "CLEAR!" and fires. BOOM! Two gone. One's actually GONE. Fresner knows what's going on. He grabs his pistols and aims at the bush behind him and the bush to the left of him. The agent comes in. He starts shooting through the west entrance. The agent falls, unexpected to dodge the bullet. Fresner pulls out his cell-phone. "Fierst....yeah....exit.....got it." Hangs up. On the other line, Fierst says, "Doesn't anyone ever say goodbye anymore?" Fresner finds an exit, fast and takes it. He is now back in the Floating Power.
Last edited by Abe-Gun's Return; 05-27-2003 at 08:08 PM..
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