TheAntiRebel
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OOC: Lt. Colonel John Peters is a highly accomplished United States Air Force fighter pilot. After flying missions over Bosnia, Afghanistan, Iraq, and recently Somalia, the Colonel was granted 6 months of a relatively easy posting of air patrol over the safe Caribbean Ocean. After taking off from Tyndall Air Force Base in southern Florida, John brought his sleek F-16 super jet over the clear blue Caribbean waters.
IC:
After setting his heading to 180, perfect south. He flipped on the autopilot that kept the jet flying straight and level. The cockpit didn't have much room, it had a comfortable "ass-bucket" or seat. Although it was a hot and humid 104 degrees outside, the canopy kept him at a balmy 78.
Suddenly, something caught his eye. Off to the right, where Tropical Storm Ronald was brewing, a quick flash of light, like a supersonic plane similar to his. Knowing that he was the only American jet in the area, he turned his plane towards where the flash was, and set the throttle all the way forward.
He hit the outer layers of Ronald, and rain begin to hit the canopy. However, some thunderstorms were hardly a match for the jet with the $18 million dollar price tag.
Suddenly, he had a splitting headache and felt the G-Forces pull against his body. He glanced up, for some reason, his plane was in a tailspin. The ass of the plane was spinning around, very fast, and dragging him down with it. He reached down, placed his hand on the eject handle, and pulled. His eyes closed.
His eyes opened, but all he could see was a bright light. "Hello? Who's there?" he called out.
OOC: The basic plot of the story is that our hero, in his accident, has left the real world, and been sent to a fantasy world. The exact details of the world are up to the woman who decides to join, but the requirement is this. She is a princess, or some sort of prestigious female who's father is in charge of the world. The king/whatever wanted to execute the "flying wizard", but the princess pleaded with him, and now the fighter ace is a guest of the princess. PM to join, please have the details of the world in mind.
Name: Lt. Colonel John Peters
Age: 29
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 183 lbs.
Appearance: John is a fairly stereotypical fighter pilot. Uncombed brown hair, a five O'Clock shadow, ripped body from military service.
IC:
After setting his heading to 180, perfect south. He flipped on the autopilot that kept the jet flying straight and level. The cockpit didn't have much room, it had a comfortable "ass-bucket" or seat. Although it was a hot and humid 104 degrees outside, the canopy kept him at a balmy 78.
Suddenly, something caught his eye. Off to the right, where Tropical Storm Ronald was brewing, a quick flash of light, like a supersonic plane similar to his. Knowing that he was the only American jet in the area, he turned his plane towards where the flash was, and set the throttle all the way forward.
He hit the outer layers of Ronald, and rain begin to hit the canopy. However, some thunderstorms were hardly a match for the jet with the $18 million dollar price tag.
Suddenly, he had a splitting headache and felt the G-Forces pull against his body. He glanced up, for some reason, his plane was in a tailspin. The ass of the plane was spinning around, very fast, and dragging him down with it. He reached down, placed his hand on the eject handle, and pulled. His eyes closed.
His eyes opened, but all he could see was a bright light. "Hello? Who's there?" he called out.
OOC: The basic plot of the story is that our hero, in his accident, has left the real world, and been sent to a fantasy world. The exact details of the world are up to the woman who decides to join, but the requirement is this. She is a princess, or some sort of prestigious female who's father is in charge of the world. The king/whatever wanted to execute the "flying wizard", but the princess pleaded with him, and now the fighter ace is a guest of the princess. PM to join, please have the details of the world in mind.
Name: Lt. Colonel John Peters
Age: 29
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 183 lbs.
Appearance: John is a fairly stereotypical fighter pilot. Uncombed brown hair, a five O'Clock shadow, ripped body from military service.