Post by Hawkeye on May 11, 2006 23:11:05 GMT
Name: Clinton Francis Barton "Clint"
Alias: Probably a lot, since he goes on covert missions
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Allegiance: SHIELD, his family
Powers: Hawkeye is a master archer with extraordinarily fast reflexes, exceptional dexterity and near-perfect aim. He is also an excellent all-around marksman well versed in conventional firearms, and has an uncanny knack for using miscellaneous hand-held objects as projectile weapons, . Hawkeye is a veteran espionage operative, a formidable physical combatant, and an experienced fighter pilot. He typically carries at least one custom bow and a small arsenal of arrows - mostly conventional shafts, but some fitted with specialized tips. He sometimes employs special weapons, such as flamethrowers.
Status: Marvel Canon (Ultimate twist)
Occupation: Agent of SHIELD's Black Ops division)
Appearance: Clint has an athletic build. He keeps his hair in a short flat top so in never gets in his way during missions and takes no time to get ready. He walks in a way that mirrors his confidence.
Avatar: Jean Claude Van Damme
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 230 lbs
Hair Colour: Blond
Eye Colour: Brown
Personality: Clint is confident and to the point. He doesn't talk a lot during missions, as he doesn't like to split his concentration. While he does give compliments when they are do, he is the first to point out when someone had an advantage. Before he was married, he was what most would consider a womanizer, but now he is very loyal to her, even when he's away for long periods of time.
History: Orphaned at an early age he was sent to a children's home with his brother Bernard. Running away to join a travelling circus, the pair worked as roustabouts. While a member of the circus, Hawkeye was trained to be a trick shot. He was eventually noticed by SHIELD, who offered him a place on the team, seeing his talent as an interesting idea for a member of the Black OPs, which dealt with all of the things normal people weren't supposed to know happened.
Soon, the Black Widow, the top agent in the division enlisted him as her partner. Although he became romantically involved with her, the relationship didn't work out and they decided to stick to being partners. Their partnership is something most people wouldn't beleive. The two of them could take on a mission that needed at least twenty five regular agents and they would get it done quicker. This teamwork suffered very little after the break up and by now its like it never happened.
On one of his early missions, he had to keep guard of the woman who would become his wife soon after. He wood her in the week they had to stay together, and he had to take a bullet, which ended up hitting him in the leg, for her. He was given medical leave, in which they got married and had the first of two kids. The one is now three and a half, the other only six months. Before every mission he calls them, because he never knows when it will be his last.
Sample RP: Clint had been briefed on his mission about 10 minutes ago. He was one of the two top agents of SHIELD and his services were almost always needed. He had already called his family and talked to them and said goodbye like he always did. After this, Fury had given him five days of absolutly no jobs to spend with them, which was nice. They must miss him as much as he missed them.
Clint silently cut through a window and snuck in. He knocked an arrow and walked foward, low and slowly. He heard some chatter down the hall. He needed to get down to sub level one and plant a bomb, but no one could know he was here until he was gone. Fury had promised the cameras would be disfunctional by now, so he strood farther in until he reached the stairs.
When he was at the bottam, he could hear people coming down from where he had been, so he turned on his heel and fired, as he knew, his arrow was in the forehead of a now lifeless body. Quickly, he set the explosive in the right spot and dashed back up. He swiftly took down anyone else he saw and dived out the window. A helicopter let down a ladder and he climbed on as it flew away. A few seconds later, an explosion sounded in the distance. Mission accomplished.
Player Contacts:
Name: I go by Doc
E-Mail: NaturesFury91@cs.com
IM: Natures Fury91
RP Experience: 4 years (about, maybe a bit more)
Alias: Probably a lot, since he goes on covert missions
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Allegiance: SHIELD, his family
Powers: Hawkeye is a master archer with extraordinarily fast reflexes, exceptional dexterity and near-perfect aim. He is also an excellent all-around marksman well versed in conventional firearms, and has an uncanny knack for using miscellaneous hand-held objects as projectile weapons, . Hawkeye is a veteran espionage operative, a formidable physical combatant, and an experienced fighter pilot. He typically carries at least one custom bow and a small arsenal of arrows - mostly conventional shafts, but some fitted with specialized tips. He sometimes employs special weapons, such as flamethrowers.
Status: Marvel Canon (Ultimate twist)
Occupation: Agent of SHIELD's Black Ops division)
Appearance: Clint has an athletic build. He keeps his hair in a short flat top so in never gets in his way during missions and takes no time to get ready. He walks in a way that mirrors his confidence.
Avatar: Jean Claude Van Damme
Height: 6'3"
Weight: 230 lbs
Hair Colour: Blond
Eye Colour: Brown
Personality: Clint is confident and to the point. He doesn't talk a lot during missions, as he doesn't like to split his concentration. While he does give compliments when they are do, he is the first to point out when someone had an advantage. Before he was married, he was what most would consider a womanizer, but now he is very loyal to her, even when he's away for long periods of time.
History: Orphaned at an early age he was sent to a children's home with his brother Bernard. Running away to join a travelling circus, the pair worked as roustabouts. While a member of the circus, Hawkeye was trained to be a trick shot. He was eventually noticed by SHIELD, who offered him a place on the team, seeing his talent as an interesting idea for a member of the Black OPs, which dealt with all of the things normal people weren't supposed to know happened.
Soon, the Black Widow, the top agent in the division enlisted him as her partner. Although he became romantically involved with her, the relationship didn't work out and they decided to stick to being partners. Their partnership is something most people wouldn't beleive. The two of them could take on a mission that needed at least twenty five regular agents and they would get it done quicker. This teamwork suffered very little after the break up and by now its like it never happened.
On one of his early missions, he had to keep guard of the woman who would become his wife soon after. He wood her in the week they had to stay together, and he had to take a bullet, which ended up hitting him in the leg, for her. He was given medical leave, in which they got married and had the first of two kids. The one is now three and a half, the other only six months. Before every mission he calls them, because he never knows when it will be his last.
Sample RP: Clint had been briefed on his mission about 10 minutes ago. He was one of the two top agents of SHIELD and his services were almost always needed. He had already called his family and talked to them and said goodbye like he always did. After this, Fury had given him five days of absolutly no jobs to spend with them, which was nice. They must miss him as much as he missed them.
Clint silently cut through a window and snuck in. He knocked an arrow and walked foward, low and slowly. He heard some chatter down the hall. He needed to get down to sub level one and plant a bomb, but no one could know he was here until he was gone. Fury had promised the cameras would be disfunctional by now, so he strood farther in until he reached the stairs.
When he was at the bottam, he could hear people coming down from where he had been, so he turned on his heel and fired, as he knew, his arrow was in the forehead of a now lifeless body. Quickly, he set the explosive in the right spot and dashed back up. He swiftly took down anyone else he saw and dived out the window. A helicopter let down a ladder and he climbed on as it flew away. A few seconds later, an explosion sounded in the distance. Mission accomplished.
Player Contacts:
Name: I go by Doc
E-Mail: NaturesFury91@cs.com
IM: Natures Fury91
RP Experience: 4 years (about, maybe a bit more)