O Death [Ready (Again)]

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Name: Svete Doubravka Kirchner aka Lady Death

Age: 31

Gender: Female

Physical appearance: Sevete is slightly tan skin despite being of Russian origin. She stands at about five feet, five inches. Sevete's body is thin and toned from her relentless training. Sevete has green eyes and short blonde hair (though it usually isn't noticeable due to her outfit) and weighs roughly at 135 pounds. Her face is smooth with cheekbones about at average height with a small nose. Wearing her vest, she looks completely male but without it, it suddenly becomes clear that she is very much a woman, as does her face when she finally shows it. If I said the vest was tight, she'd kill me. In the rare event that she decides to show herself, her eyes will usually be hardened and almost lack emotion altogether; as will her physical being.

Clothing of choice: During a operation, Sevete will wear a tight, black jumpsuit that hides all of her skin with a dragon scale bullet proof vest and combat gloves lined with kevlar over her hands. Her feet are projected by military combat boots and her head covered by a helmet and her face a gas mask at all times to keep herself completely incognito to any and all personal that she encounters. Half the time even when in private or back at the base, she'll still be dressed in her combat equipment. In the rare occasion she's not working and decides to be casual, she'll be wearing a black shirt with a leather jacket and camouflage cargo pants; keeping the combat boots and gloves on.

Weaponry of choice:
VKS rifle with a 5 round box magazine. Svete carries three clips on her when she decided to bring her trusty rifle on a assignment. However she only brings her VKS if the mission calls for it.


A-91 assault rifle that holds a 30 round box magazine with a under barrel grenade launcher, though Svete rarely uses the grenade launcher unless something poses a significant threat. She will keep four clips on her person during her missions, usually using discipline to use her weapon in short, controlled bursts of fire. The under barrel grenade launcher is rarely used unless the job calls for it.


Svete's sidearm consists of a commonly known pistol. The FN Five-Seven handgun. Lightweight, low recoil and high magazine capacity. There was no way she could stay away from such a beautiful weapon. Svete usually holds four clips on her person during assignments, each clip holding 20 rounds. That's why she loves the Five-Seven. 20 bullets per magazine.


Last put not least, Svete carries three K-bar standard issue combat knives in case things get personal. The purpose as to why she carries three instead of one is in case she is disarmed or looses one of them so he has another to fall back on. A lady has to be prepared.


Race: Special human

Abilities: Svete is more flexible then most people, even in all of her equipment which makes hand to hand combat with her difficult. Svete has training in combat Sambo and standard CQC training. Svete's training has given her above standard reflexes and strength in comparison to a standard human. In addition, her determination is almost incorruptible and will do whatever it takes to get the assignment done or die trying. Svete has also picked up the a talent for making face I.D's and documents from her time with her second family and perfected it farther after joining the V.W.A.T. Her training also became superior to that which she received from the PMC's, giving Svete the strength of a category F vampire. Svete excels in knife fighting and almost any length of engagement; be it close quarters, mid range or long distance.

Organization: V.W.A.T

Personality: Svete is withdrawn psychologically from other people, making it difficult to converse or speak with her as well as her anti-social behavior. Despite this, she is calm and collected even under stressful situation, almost to the point as though fear and anger were non existent. However Svete will occasionally give in and converse awkwardly with her co-workers. She secretly have aggression issues which she'll rarely, if ever allow to show around anyone that she works with.

Rank: Soldier

Biography: Svete was born into a middle class family in Russia. At age 10, she already knew Russian, German and English because her father was German and her mother Russian. English was just a little bonus on the side for Svete. At age fourteen, her parents were killed on their vacation in the crossfire of a engagement between PMC's and a terrorist cell. A adrenaline-overdosed Svete took one of the handguns from a deceased member of the terrorist cell, firing a single bullet off at the PMC's. Her shot missed obviously due to the lack of training and experience she had and instead of killing her, the PMC's took in a young, withdrawn and traumatized Svete and trained her for the next six years of her life; effectively making her one of them by the age of twenty through brutal training and conditioning the day after they took her in. Not too long after her twentieth birthday, she was sent on her first assignment. Svete lived up and beyond the expectations of the PMC's and began coming more and more recommended, bringing in great amounts of money for herself and her new family.

After Svete made enough money, she went to collage with the permission of the PMC, where she studied chemistry and engineering for the use of making home made explosives and poisons, the second primary focus being criminal studies so she could learn how to make exceptionally realistic false documentation and identifications. Svete graduated with a double major in chemistry and criminal studies. Since her return, she had gone on what were considered suicide missions periodically, being the only one to return. That is what got her the nickname "Lady Death" from her comrades. The final mission she had with her PMC group had gotten all of them aside from a few killed in action. As far as Svete knew, only she and one other individual has survived. Upon escaping to the country and heading to the US, she was constantly moving around because she didn't have the resources she once had. Eventually she ended up face to face with the V.W.A.T and was given a choice. Either go to a maximum security military prison for war crimes or join the V.W.A.T. Deciding that prison would suck, she went with the latter option.

RP sample: Beijing, China. That was the city in which Svete's objective took place. The PMC's had given her the role of overwatch for when things go to hell, which was usual by now. The Russian woman loaded the weapon that would grant her another good payday. The bolt to the VKS slid back, chambering the first bullet with the faintest sound, the silencer attached to the barrel to prevent her location from being compromised as easily. Svete adjusted the scope to dial in on her primary target, giving the faint pull of the trigger after compensating her aim for the bullet drop and weather. A small grin grew across the Russian's face under her gas mask, watching her targets panicking down below. The second shot tore through the chest of the second target; the body being thrown against the wall from the force the bullet had.

Svete's eyes opened, finding herself in her room. Apparently she drifted back into the old memories of her second family. The feeling was... unable to be explained. A sneer formed across her face, a sense of anger boiling up on the inside. Svete took her gas mask and put it on without hesitation as well as the rest of her usual wear, walking out into the hallway. It was late. Unlikely anyone she worked with would be awake. Silently the Russian female made her way to one of the training rooms. The door slid closed without a sound, the woman immediately ran what would be a estimate of 20 laps around the large training room before driving her fist into the punching bag, a slow exhale leaving her mouth through the mask. The former PMC hammered away at the punching bag, but it wasn't enough. Not for Svete. She began to die to weights to her, continuing each vicious strike, the final one being a monstrous turn back kick. The punching bag broke off the chain, pelting against the wall. "I... still must grow stronger..."

The door opened behind her, causing Svete to turn around with green eyes piercing under the gas mask. Out of reflex, she grabbed the first soldier to come through the doorway, slamming him face first into the wall then kicked out his leg, drawing one of her K-bar knives with the blade pushed to his throat.

"Whoa relax man..."

A single eye twitched under Svete's gas mask. Man... MAN? Excuse you asshole! She was a woman! Svete immediately removed her gas mask, pulling the soldier close. "My name is Svete... and I am a woman..." Her tone was cold, venomous despite the eerie smile she had on her face. Svete's thumb pushed against one of the pressure points on the soldiers neck, causing him to grunt out in pain in front of the others in his squad that entered the room; moving her lips close to his ear. "And if you refer to me as a woman again... I will personally make you deep throat a chainsaw." Svete removed her thumb from the pressure point, smiling at the other soldiers that were in shock. "I'll be seeing you around gentlemen.~" The 'gentlemen' part was obviously seduction with sarcasm. If any of those bastards had a brain, they would know their place around her. With that, Svete returned to her room. She didn't want to risk a encounter with another idiot.

Wanna approve this but first

Physical Appearance needs a bit more detail I know that she doesn't show her face that much but she does have one right?

Clothing is good

Weapons is fabulous

Her Biography...I'm not sure 14 is a bit young for PMCs to just take someone in but...I think the site has seen worse especially considering Iscariot uses an orphanage as recruiting farm for their operatives (Jk...or am I?)

RP Sample could be a bit longer I know she isn't social but it would be nice to see how funny it is to see people trying to interact with her and failing.

Svete Doubravka Kirchner wrote:

Name: Svete Doubravka Kirchner aka Lady Death

Age: 31

Gender: Female

NAMES AND NUMBERS, BITCH! Lots of strong ladies in the group lately.

Ladies wrote:

Physical appearance: Sevete is slightly tan skin despite being of Russian origin. She stands at about five feet, five inches. Sevete's body is thin and toned from her relentless training. Sevete has green eyes and short blonde hair (though it usually isn't noticeable due to her outfit) and weighs roughly at 135 pounds.

Could use more detail. There's no defining facial features or anything else we could know about her.

Faceless wrote:

Clothing of choice: During a operation, Sevete will wear a tight, black jumpsuit that hides all of her skin with a dragon scale bullet proof vest and combat gloves lined with kevlar over her hands. Her feet are projected by military combat boots and her head covered by a helmet and her face a gas mask at all times to keep herself completely incognito to any and all personal that she encounters. Half the time even when in private or back at the base, she'll still be dressed in her combat equipment. In the rare occasion she's not working and decides to be casual, she'll be wearing a black shirt with a leather jacket and camouflage cargo pants; keeping the combat boots and gloves on.

Good thing she takes that mask off sometimes; be real awkward if you and Alice showed up in the same thing.

Masks wrote:

Weaponry of choice:
VKS rifle with a 5 round box magazine. Svete carries three clips on her when she decided to bring her trusty rifle on a assignment. However she only brings her VKS if the mission calls for it.


A-91 assault rifle that holds a 30 round box magazine with a under barrel grenade launcher, though Svete rarely uses the grenade launcher unless something poses a significant threat. She will keep four clips on her person during her missions, usually using discipline to use her weapon in short, controlled bursts of fire. The under barrel grenade launcher is rarely used unless the job calls for it.


Svete's sidearm consists of a commonly known pistol. The FN Five-Seven handgun. Lightweight, low recoil and high magazine capacity. There was no way she could stay away from such a beautiful weapon. Svete usually holds four clips on her person during assignments, each clip holding 20 rounds. That's why she loves the Five-Seven. 20 bullets per magazine.


Last put not least, Svete carries three K-bar standard issue combat knives in case things get personal. The purpose as to why she carries three instead of one is in case she is disarmed or looses one of them so he has another to fall back on. A lady has to be prepared.

Gun lady says it's okay so I do, too.

Guns wrote:

Race: Special human

Abilities: Svete is more flexible then most people, even in all of her equipment which makes hand to hand combat with her difficult. Svete has training in combat Sambo and standard CQC training. Svete's training has given her above standard reflexes and strength in comparison to a standard human. In addition, her determination is almost incorruptible and will do whatever it takes to get the assignment done or die trying. Svete has also picked up the a talent for making face I.D's and documents from her time with her second family and perfected it farther after joining the V.W.A.T. Her training also became superior to that which she received from the PMC's, giving Svete the strength of a category F vampire.

What makes her a special human? Seems pretty average here. Not much mention of non-combat skills or her weapons training.

Not special wrote:

Organization: V.W.A.T

Better be.

Still not special wrote:

Personality: Svete is withdrawn psychologically from other people, making it difficult to converse or speak with her as well as her anti-social behavior. Despite this, she is calm and collected even under stressful situation, almost to the point as though fear and anger were non existent. However Svete will occasionally give in and converse awkwardly with her co-workers. She secretly have aggression issues which she'll rarely, if ever allow to show around anyone that she works with.

Nothing much here. Hobbies? Interests? Feelings towards the group? The undead?

Details wrote:

Rank: Operative

Soldier or criminal?

I DON'T KNOW wrote:

Biography: Svete was born into a middle class family in Russia. At age 10, she already knew Russian, German and English because her father was German and her mother Russian. English was just a little bonus on the side for Svete. At age fourteen, her parents were killed on their vacation in the crossfire of a engagement between PMC's and a terrorist cell. The PMC's took in a young, withdrawn and traumatized Svete and trained her for the next six years of her life, effectively making her one of them by the age of twenty through brutal training and conditioning the day after they took her in. Not too long after her twenty second birthday, she was sent on her first assignment. Svete lived up and beyond the expectations of the PMC's and began coming more and more recommended, bringing in great amounts of money for herself and her new family.

I don't know much of anything about that group, but someone tell me if it's realistic for them to take in a random, traumatized child to turn into a killer. Feels kind of rushed, too; having a picnic in the park, then her family gets gunned down Punisher style.

Punisher wrote:

After Svete made enough money, she went to collage with the permission of the PMC, returning after graduation. Since then, she had gone on what were considered suicide missions periodically, being the only one to return. That is what got her the nickname "Lady Death" from her comrades. The final mission she had with her PMC group had gotten all of them aside from a few killed in action. As far as Svete knew, only she and one other individual has survived. Upon escaping to the country and heading to the US, she was constantly moving around because she didn't have the resources she once had. Eventually she ended up face to face with the V.W.A.T and was given a choice. Either go to a maximum security military prison for war crimes or join the V.W.A.T. Deciding that prison would suck, she went with the latter option.

Same problem here. Everything is so rushed. She gets money, she goes to college, she gets suicidal, everyone dies, she goes to America. Why does all this happen? What happens during these times?

Mehr details wrote:

RP sample: Beijing, China. That was the city in which Svete's objective took place. The PMC's had given her the role of overwatch for when things go to hell, which was usual by now. The Russian woman loaded the weapon that would grant her another good payday. The bolt to the VKS slid back, chambering the first bullet with the faintest sound, the silencer attached to the barrel to prevent her location from being compromised as easily. Svete adjusted the scope to dial in on her primary target, giving the faint pull of the trigger after compensating her aim for the bullet drop and weather. A small grin grew across the Russian's face under her gas mask, watching her targets panicking down below. The second shot tore through the chest of the second target; the body being thrown against the wall from the force the bullet had.

Svete's eyes opened, finding herself in her room. Apparently she drifted back into the old memories of her second family. The feeling was... unable to be explained. A sneer formed across her face, a sense of anger boiling up on the inside. Svete took her gas mask and put it on without hesitation as well as the rest of her usual wear, walking out into the hallway. It was late. Unlikely anyone she worked with would be awake. Silently the Russian female made her way to one of the training rooms. The door slid closed without a sound, the woman immediately ran what would be a estimate of 20 laps around the large training room before driving her fist into the punching bag, a slow exhale leaving her mouth through the mask. The former PMC hammered away at the punching bag, but it wasn't enough. Not for Svete. She began to die to weights to her, continuing each vicious strike, the final one being a monstrous turn back kick. The punching bag broke off the chain, pelting against the wall. "I... still must grow stronger..."

Mentioned by Ada; no social post in here.

Still nothing here to indicate a special human. If training is why they're fitter than the average bear, they are just a human.

Biography is still incredibly rushed and doesn't make much sense.

Want more than a single line of speech from another guy.

Is this still being worked on?

I'm giving you 24 hours to give us an update on the status of this sheet Bay. After that I'm burning it.

No word from Bay. Locked and Disapproved.