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Gabriel Basilio

Post  Gabriel Basilio on Sat Oct 16, 2010 11:22 am

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Name: Gabriel Basilio
Rank:Private First Class
MOS: 0311 Infantry
Billet:16th Fireteam
Years of Service: 1

Age: 24
Height: 5'10
Weight: 148 lbs
Personality: Nice guy. A bit lazy. He doesn't care to be the best at anything, just good enough to be decent. He's patriotic.

History: Gabriel was born in Trenton, New Jersey. His family was just a regular one. His parents both worked 9-5 jobs at some office. Gabriel didn't even know what they did, he didn't really care all that much. Gabriel went to school everyday, came home everyday for the most part. Now and then he'd stick around after school to chat with friends or to attend the occasional study hall.

One day while watching TV before going to school, Gabriel saw something he'd never be able to forget. Two towers fell on that fateful September morning. He knew what he wanted to do, fight the enemy, and kill them for hurting innocent lives. He looked towards the Army and Marine Corps as they were the fighting forces. 15 at the time, a Freshman in High School, he talked to his local recruiter for both branches. They told him all sorts of stuff about the military. Gabriel wasn't a strong person though. He joined after school sports, cross country in the spring and track in the spring season.

When Gabriel graduated high school, he didn't enlist. He instead decided to mope around for a few years, have a life before he eventually did enlist which he knew he would. He went to some community college and earned an associate degree. After, he decided to enlist in the Marine Corps. He graduated from recruit training a regular private and went off to SOI and graduated from that just a regular Marine. He's currently assigned to Hotel Company of the 4th Battalion, 1st Marine Regiment.
Eye Color: hazel
Hair Color: brown
Medical Conditions: none
Wounds: none

  • Ka-Bar
  • Ontario OKC3S Khaki Brown USMC Bayonet:
  • M16A4 Service Rifle Modular Weapon System

    • AN/PVQ-31
    • AN/PEQ-15
    • KAC Forgrip
    • MAGPUL RailCovers

Equipment:Marine Corps Uniforms

  • Marine Corps Combat Utility Uniform x5

    • Woodland x3
    • Desert x2

      • Blouse (jacket)
      • Trousers

  • OD Undershirts x4
  • ”Wooly-Pooly” Sweater
  • 8-Point Utility Cover x2

    • Woodland
    • Desert

  • Bonnie Cover

    • Woodland
    • Desert

  • Suede Coyote Brown Infantry Combat Boots
  • Suede Coyote Brown Jungle Boots
  • Khaki Web belt
  • Tan MCMAP Color coded Belt
  • Coyote Brown Polartec fleece
  • E.C.W.C.S. Gortex MarPat Jacket

    • Woodland
    • Desert
    • Snow

  • Black Boot Socks x3

Physical Training

  • OD PT Shorts
  • Running Shoes “Go fasters”
  • Ankle socks x6
  • OD Sweater w/ EGA stamped on
  • OD Sweatpants
  • USMC Track Jacket
  • USMC Track Trousers
  • Neon yellow Safety Belt

Service Uniform

  • Alpha Blouse
  • Bravo Blouse x3
  • Charlie Blouse x2
  • Service Uniform Trousers x2
  • White Undershirt x3
  • Corframs Dress Shoes(Bates)
  • Garrison “Pisscutter” Cover w/ small black EGA
  • Barracks Cover w/ large black EGA
  • Necktie w/ Clasp
  • Black Socks Knee high x2

Dress Uniform Enlisted

  • Dress Blue Trousers
  • Dress Blues Cover w/ large gold EGA

Head Gear

  • Lightweight Helmet

    • Reversible Helmet Cover

      • Desert/Woodland

    • PVS-14 PASGT Night Vision Mounts
    • Helmet bands

      • Coyote Brown

    • ESS Ballistic Goggles w/ Cover


  • Modular Tactical Armor
  • MOLLE triple STANAG Pouch (3 magazines each)
  • Dump Pouch
  • Improved First Aid Kit (IFAK)
  • Black ballpoint pen
  • Black Sharpie
  • Camelbak
  • Grenade Pouch
  • Flashlight
  • Green Chem light x2
  • OD Duty Belt w/ side release buckle

Other Gear

ILBE Assault Pack ArcTeryx

  • OD Sleeping Bag
  • OD Sleeping Pad
  • Towel x2
  • OD Poncho
  • Entrenching tool
  • Tent half and Stakes
  • CB Micro-fleece cap (beanie)
  • OD Scarf
  • Elastic Boot Bands x8
  • OD Liquid filled lensatic compass
  • Nomex Flight Gloves (Tan)


  • Primary Weapon Magazine x(6)


  • Razor
  • Small Mirror
  • Shaving Cream (1 bottle)
  • Liquid Body Wash (1 bottle)
  • Bar of Soap x2
  • Soap Dish
  • Tooth Brush
  • Tooth Paste (2 small tubes)
  • Medicated Lip Balm
  • Sun Screen
  • Foot Powder


  • M45 NBC Mask w/carrier
  • Mask carrier
  • Overgarments
  • Gloves and overboots


  • Dog tags x2 w/ silencer
  • Wallet
  • Camera
  • Phone
  • notebook

Communications Gear
  • LITE Headset

    • Extra Batteries x2

from an RP i was on before...a zombie one.
Michael understood Vallick must've been a bit impatient. Its not like it was his friend they were going to be trying to rescue. What made Michael a bit perplexed was how 'eased' Vallick was however, his weapon was slung over his shoulder like there was no danger at all. Michael and Johnson on the other hand, they kept their weapons in a ready position. If anything they learned in basic, an enemy could be behind just any corner and this enemy, the infected, you couldn't afford to not be prepared. The group creeped up the stairway. Johnson was the first up the stairs. He poked his head around the corner. "Clear Left!" He announced. He took a step on the top floor.

"Clear right." Michael announced scanning his sector. Something was odd, not even a sign of anything which was weird. But it made sense, Brian did probably lock himself in. "Apartment number 211" Michael said to the group, "That's where I live..." Michael stopped for a second, "Where I used to live." He corrected himself. Michael looked to his right, "This way." he pointed.

The group started walking, but about five steps down the hallway, Michael could hear a low grumbling noise. Michael's fist shot up signaling everyone to stop. "Something's up ahead and I'm pretty sure it's not Kendall..." Michael flickered off his light and pulled down his Night Vision Goggles. Lights helped a bit, but in a long dark hallway, NVGs were probably better. Michael wanted to call out for Brian, but if it were the infected, that probably wouldn't be a good idea.

The group stood still for what seemed like an eternity, but Michael made the first move. He took a step forward. Suddenly, a shriek roared out from a room. "Sh.t!" Michael screamed instinctively, that was DEFINITELY NOT Brian. "Contact right!" Michael barely got out his sentence when not one, but two infected burst from a door down the hallway on the right. Michael quickly raised his rifle to his eyes and took aim down his red dot sight that was mounted atop his ACOG scope. Michael didn't carefully aim as long as the reticule from his sight sorta was on target. Rifles fired, blinding light buzzed Michael's NVGs. Empty brass poured from the M4's ejection port. The empty shells bounced off the walls and clattered all over the deck. 5.56 rounds smashed into one infected. Direct hits on the arm and chest, but still the creature attacked. Almost half of Michael's magazine was needed to down this first attacker. The second infected was much faster than the first and nimbly navigated the carnage of the hall towards the group.

The infected jumped up and pounced towards Private Johnson. Michael flickered his weapon to automatic but to no avail, the creature landed squarely on Johnson's shoulder. "JOHNSON!" Michael screamed as he fired frantically at the infected. The rest of Michael's magazine was necessary to kill the creature.

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