To be honest, upon re-reading my yarn here it appears I gave you all the half-dime version of what possible could have been a full dimer. Let's see, this is all errata and out of context but hey, it's more of that failed group.
See, there was this other girl in high regard. She always made 'awesome' characters with 'deep, fully developed plot' and by that I mean "thirty to fifty pages' of just boring bullshit wherein she was ace-this and combat-master that and brightest-this and married that dude, stole that treasure, whichever. The best, at everything, center of attention, flawless, master progreammer, hacker, gunsmith, gunslinger, swordsmith, swordmaster, you name it the lady has a degree in it. And she backs it all up with a PH.D in wikipedia.
Now, that's all fine and such but she then starts telling these stories about how she had a 'tough time' 'over there'. Now, she's a 'female marine' or as she calls it, a "Woman Marine" as is the appropriate term. We called WM's "walking Mattresses" because, well, they fuck pretty much anything they can. All the time. And most of them are so ugly that you'd rather jam your dick into a hole in the ground than spend five minutes in their personal space. Pardon' the language, but they are some skanky ass women.
Now, she starts going on and on about how she's a combat-killer with a tour of duty and all of these confirmed battles and has these medals and somesuch, so I get curious and ask her MoS, only to find she's a commo geek. Now, I don't know if you all are aware, but Commo personnel are the last people they generally send out into the field, at least the female ones. If she spent any time, it was patting down the local brown people we're at war with, so we don't affront the menfolk any further.