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Drake Fedrich
Topic Started: Jul 3 2008, 09:13 AM (160 Views)
Drake
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I'm new to this site, but not new to RPing. I'm ready to jump right in whenever. ^_^

Name: Drake Fedrich
State Name: The Longshot Alchemist
Alias/Nickname: Snipe

Age: 20
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Nationality: Amestris - Eastern City

Height: 6'2"
Weight: 170 lbs
Eye color: Blue-Green
Hair color: Dirty Blonde, bordering on Light Brown
Hair Style: Long, a little grown, but not long enough to put into a ponytail.
Clothing: When off duty, or perhaps attempting to remain inconspicuous, he will wear black boots, tan cargo pants, a thin black jacket and a black military brim cap. When on duty, he wears his military uniform.
Overall Pic: None available at this time.


Personality: Drake is calm, cool, and collected, sometimes unnaturally so, he is sharp witted but quiet; a nice enough individual, some who know him would never guess he was a Sniper with the Military... He has an investigative tendency to stick his nose where it doesn't belong, which has gotten him in trouble on more than one occasion.He refuses to kill innocents, when ordered to fire upon them, his accuracy will 'mysteriously' degenerate to a complete novice, giving the targets a chance to find cover.


Likes: Latest and Greatest inventions from Central, he also enjoys good food, and good music.


Dislikes: Destructive Religions, Those who use Alchemy for wrongdoing, rapists and murderers.


Dark Secret: Drake was involved in an accident at the Military Academy, which took the lives of four fellow cadets, the incident was covered up, but the military officers in the know are capable of using it to leash him if the occasion ever arises.


Skills: An exceptional shot with any rifle, he normally uses his alchemical skills to transmute the ammunition to an element like Sodium or sometimes Cesium, when it hits the blood of the target, or it reacts with the oxygen, it explodes, killing or maiming the target immediately. He also dabbles in gas conversion alchemy.


Weapons: Drake carries a rifle slung over his back while on duty, when off duty, it is transmuted into a heavy pistol he carries on his belt.


Transportation: He will generally travel by the Military Train when ordered.


Family: His parents were Ray and Meelia Fedrich, chemists of some reputation, he had two sisters, Sille and Anne. He had a falling out with them when he decided to join the military, and hasn't spoken with anyone but Sille, a crack shot in the Military as well, in years.


History:

Drake was born in Eastern City to Ray and Meelia Fedrich, influential chemists who worked as a scientific team, discovering many chemical reactions they used to develop civilian applications to the problems faced on a daily basis. They had their formulas for a new kind of acid-purified metal stolen by the military for use in their tanks, their trust in the military was forever lost.

He spent his early days learning chemical principles from his parents, he was the quickest to pick it up and began to use his newfound knowledge, and a series of old Alchemic manuals to apply it, he blew up his front yard at the age of 8 when he converted the potassium in the soil into Sodium. His parents forbade him from doing any more alchemy, but continued to feed his theoretical knowledge on the subject, by the age of 16, he had a vast understanding of Chemical reactions. It was at this age he decided to enlist in the military, much to the displeasure of his parents, he felt he had a higher calling, to serve the nation, his sister had left a year earlier he meant to follow her.

He was disowned by his parents, thrown out, but he continued to the academy. He wasn't especially skilled at anything, anything but the firing range, where his calm and collected attitude allowed him to accurately hit targets, he was even accused of doping up on Dramamine when he broke the academy record for the longest shot, earning him the nickname of 'Snipe'. It was around this time there was an undisclosed incident involving several cadets and a gun he had failed to unload properly, several cadets were hit and killed when it misfired... The military smoothed the incident over, but it would forever scar the crack shot.

Taking up his studies in the officer portion of the Academy, he found a copy of the same alchemy manual he had learned from eight years earlier and began to dabble in it again. He spent many long days taking the military science courses, and many nights practicing alchemy, learning to convert mundane materials into Alkali Metals, he was able to transmute bullets made from Sodium or Cesium. It was around this time he decided to attempt the state alchemy exam...


RP Sample:

The rooftop was dark, dreary in the downpour, he knew he couldn't transmute his ammunition in weather like this, it was going to have to be done the old fashioned way... The rifle was over a meter long, its muzzle was facing the long row of windows over nine-hundred feet away. The target had passed by several times, but he hadn't taken the shot, there was a young child, the target's daughter, who had been in the room at the time, he wasn't prepared to take the life of the child's father right in front of her eyes... not when he had the entire night...

"All the time in the world..."

Again, he moved in front of the windows, his hulking frame, a body wider than it was tall, silhouetted against the light behind him, unknowing that in moments his life was going to end. The man was an alchemist who had been experimenting with Chimeras, when news reached Eastern City that there might be another Tucker on the streets, he was dispatched to remove the threat... The lamps began to turn off in the room, it was now or never... The far wall went dark, then the right side, the rear wall, now he was at the window, reaching for the gas lamps...

Click... Bang! The rifle emitted a single shot, quiet against the loud storm, it sounded more like an Automobile engine backfiring, or maybe a door slamming, but the man had dropped like a rock, he convulsed once before laying still... But already, the gunner was gone, no trace of his activities on the roof would ever be discovered, it would be chalked down to another freak murder, and case closed...
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