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| Callsign: |
daminga  |
| ComNet Rank: |
ComNet Cadet
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| Division(s): |
VE - Stormtrooper Corps
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| Gender: |
Male
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| Species: |
Human
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| Birthday: |
April 18
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| Date Joined: |
February 16, 2006
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| Last Active: |
November 26, 2006 at
4:27:11 PM
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| Number of Posts: |
242 |
| ID Line: |
TRP/LCPL Daminga/1SQD/1PLT/COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath |
| Biography: |
Native Language: Human
Hair Color: Jet Black
Eye Color: Grey
Skin Color: Tan
Height: 6'2
Weight: 165 lbs
Age: 18
Full Name: Daminga Gurfta
Physical Build: Athletic, Runner-like
Homeworld: Namytan
Other Features:Tattoo on back and thighs/shines - Namytan cross (very similar to Trinity cross on back), Namytan symbol for speed and courage (on legs)
Talents/Skills: Hand-to-hand combat, Scouting/messege running, Camouflage
Background: On my home planet I knew nothing of war. In the first 18 years of my live, life was peaceful and I was taught the ways of my family's class: hunter. I was taught by my father and the other hunters of our village how to stalk prey and how to use Mother Forest herself to counsel my movements. As I grew into early adulthood (12 years-old), the elders sent me as a runner between the many surrounding villages. It was during one of these missions to the village of Hiifties that I met the most beautiful girl Ive ever seen. Her name was Jilsicas. She had long, silver hair and lime-green eyes and was so beautiful that she could stop men in their tracks, which many did, though she was only 14, too young to marry. I was unable to stop myself from doing the same but when she looked up at me, she eyes flashed brightly. I found out later that I was the only one that this had happened to. As I continued to travel between villages with messages, I continued seeing Jilsicas and a relationship developed. Life was very good to me for a time...until 6 years later. One day I was dispatched to Hiifties. The message was to confirm a report that a different type of "animals" were on the planet. What I found instead of the village will haunt me to the end of my days. The village of Hiifties was completely burned down, nothing was left. I just stood there at the top of the hill over looking the village, staring. Then I saw them, walking through the wreckage, the "animals". These creatures were different than anything I had ever seen. They had dark red skin with white eyes. They had long sticks that they held weird and they rode atop even more different, loud creatures. I sensed that these were creatures that I did not want to be seen by. I ran to the woods and hide within Mother Forest's safety. As they passed I counted them, they numbered 8 in all. I didn't understand this, how could 8 strange "animals" destroy a whole village of more than 250 Namyton hunters. When they past, I circled through the forest to the edge of the village. There I stopped and looked, listened. The bodies of the dead villagers were littered everywhere. I scanned the faces hoping that Father Sky would not allow such a thing to happen to one so beautiful. Yet as I hoped this, I glimpsed something shimmering in Brother Sun's light. That was all I needed to know what her fate was. When I returned to the my village to report my findings I found that there were more strange beings there. These were more similar to us. The only differences I could find were that they all had a white, shell-like skin attached to themselves and that they all looked the same. After I gave my report to the elders, they told me to escort these "warriors" to the site of the village. I slowed when we reached the hill in front of the village and told them where I last saw the creatures. I watched as they fanned out and headed down hill, 36 in all. I wondered how only 36 "men" would be able to take on 8 of those creatures that a whole village of 250 couldn't handle. As I thought this I heard a sudden loud bang and many more smaller pops fill the air and shake the ground. I looked up and over the hill and watched as the last of the creatures was slain by the white-claded men. That was when I knew that I should learn more about them. After the battle and the return trip back to my village, I ask the elders if I may speak with one of the "white-skinned men" as the villagers were calling them. They granted me this and I soon was learning many things about them and the Empire that they fought for, they even taught me hand-to-hand combat which I seem to be a natural at. These men left our village and our world but many more came to take their place. I soon learned that I could join their ranks and become a soldier of the Empire army. This I did with great hast. I didn't do it for the glory that many seek or the money that many more want. I enlisted because I still dream of that wind swept silver hair, the falsh of thse lime-green eyes and hope that somewhere out in the galaxy that the same disaster doesn't happen again. If it does, I will be there. |
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Raiders
TRP/LCP Daminga/3SQD/1PLT/1COM/1RGT/1BAT/VEA/VE/Tadath
And when he gets to Heaven,
To Saint Peter he will tell,
"One more soldier reporting sir,
I've served my time in hell."
"Come on you sons of bitches! Do you want to live forever?" Sergeant Daly, USMC, Belleau Wood 1918 |
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