The newest threat of a mysterious, nation-less terrorist group prompts NATO to authorize the creation of a specialized, completely deniable task force of the best operators the allied nations have to offer. The candidates for this squad are currently being independently shipped to an undisclosed location for introductions and initial briefing.
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@Proxi Depends on what nationality your character is because I believe there's some variation. I'm Canadian myself, yet the character I'm using is american, so this is the list I used http://www.militaryfactory.com/ranks/army_ranks.asp
@Proxi Depends on what nationality your character is because I believe there's some variation. I'm Canadian myself, yet the character I'm using is american, so this is the list I used http://www.militaryfactory.com/ranks/army_ranks.asp
@Proxi CS is all good, though most people on here prefer if you post it in the OOC section first for approval. I'm not a stickler for that protocol personally (if I have an issue with a CS, I just get them to edit), but just a heads up for any future RP's you join :)
Here's my first CS, with a second barebones. This is lifted from another RP I run, and as I'm a little busy atm, will be heavily, heavily edited to remove refrences/timings.
FIRST IS COMPLETE, SECOND WIP
"You either fuck people up so they never exist again or they bite you in the arse a year later. I've been in this line of work too long to know that. We don't do half measures. We sweep this place and leave nothing under the fucking floorboards, everyone clear!?"
Name: Merlin "Wizard" Bastion
Gender: Male
Age: 38
Rank: Warrant Officer (WO1)
Nationality/Special Forces Unit: British, Special Boat Service (SBS)
Preferred Role: 2IC, Automatic Rifleman/Grenadier
Appearance:
Taken in 2016, this photo doesn't bring out just how gravelly his face is, nor his stature, but it has a good attempt at his beard and stare. Taken on NATO SOF Exercise Beta, in Alsace, France.
Merlin is a scary motherfucker. It turns out that it hasn't faded with age, either. Because when you meet him, you understand the hype that really leads to why he has his reputation. Why he is equally feared, and equally liked. He stands at 6"6, and has a strong build, being built more for strength than agility, a mountain of an individual, yet not into the realms of freakishly strong- he's probably at the apex of where he wants to be, neither some powerlifitng loon, nor any less frightening. Rugby, swimming as well as a lifetime of hard physical work has been responsible for this, Merlin's routines being in full force. You wouldn't want to turn to see him behind you in an alley, shall we say. He can still run marathons in full operational gear, so don't assume that this has come at the cost of his stamina and endurance- this fellow still has some life in him, the same as he had over a decade ago, and has now. He has a world weary look, and has a number of scars running down the side of his face, mostly minor but observable on close observation. His distinctive beard, flowing and filling an awful lot of his face, is the easiest way to make him out apart from his general gravitas. He has dark black hair, left to go long, and dulled brown eyes. One particular feature is that he is almost wholly missing three toes on his left foot...the answer for why it's like that is a grizzly one, and a lucky one (see later). He has a tattoo of a Trident on his back, and a Serpent across his right shoulder- of a local Devonian type, with an intricate design.
Merlin is often seen with a black, blue and green patterned camouflage beanie over his head that takes his long hair (and yes, that isn't the easiest thing to describe), though of course, being an SBS operator means swimming or HALO jumps, and of course, there are times that it won't be practical. A brown shemagh, as well as a pair of worn Mechanix gloves on his hands rounds him off, as well as a pair of well worn Karrimor boots do the trick. He has sometimes got a pair of Wiley X sunglasses over his eyes, though this isn't frequent. He has a strong English West Country accent, coming from rural Devon. Or if you don't know what that is, imagine a pirate accent, though less plunder-y. Yes. I am not even joking, that is the best I can do to describe it.
Personality:
Merlin's personality is one that brings him alive, and it's one that is both respected and feared, complimenting his build- when his voice is raised at someone or something, you may want to consider earplugs, because he makes Brian Blessed sound quiet (I'll leave that to you to figure out if you don't know). He has a strong wroth when in the field of combat, and will happily take the charge and do some serious damage to an enemy. This has helped his reputation in both ways; the rumour of Merlin "repeatedly smashing the militant's skull against the desk, until internal bleeding took over and the man was left on the floor" allegedly being in written in one of his After Action Reports is one that seems to sum it up well at his most extreme. He seems to have a sense of strong authority, and can laugh with the whole team one minute and removing himself from the circle of his command. Merlin plus cider get on well. Very well. Like his beard, cider is a core part of Merlin's life; it isn't alcoholism, but being from the West Country, the golden nectar needs to be close by in one shape or form for the good times to flow. This is before the next minute, where he can be going back to business and being switched on, cold hearted and absolutely on point with the task at hand. He leads by example, and seems to have a certain commitment to what he does- this being the practice of fucking people up, or clearing out a terrorist hideout.
His thuggish nature is not a dumb one, however. He is cunning enough to maximise the chaos of a situation if required through his team, or to make them clean out a number of enemy forces in dead silence, being aware of the application of chaos in the right way. He is astute, knowing how to play the mind game, or to put himself, and a fireteam, into a place to cause havoc. It's why he's a Warrant Officer, after all. His application of tech isn't as high as others in the team when it comes to deploying or using drones, but he knows what is available and how his team can use it, so he'll keep it subcontracted throughout the unit to supply him with information, be it the use of drones or their own observation in the multi-lateral HUD system utilised by the team. Merlin's moral code is fairly blurry given his intensity, but he is the type of individual to do the right thing when it counts. He seems like an individual who is not encumbered with the world on his shoulders, but knows what the stakes are, and will always know where he stands with his men. Merlin's wroth can make him sometimes short-sighted, but on the whole, he has both the wisdom and the ability to lead with example in the field.
Bad things happen if you decide to be critical of his beard. Really bad things. Apparently.
Weapon(s):
FN Minimi Para 7.62mm, Light Machine Gun -200 Round Box -EOTech XPS3 Holographic Sight -EOTech 3X Magnifier -Surefire M900 Flashlight/Vertical Foregrip -Bipod -AN/PEQ-2 IR Laser -Tan Spray
FN Herstal SCAR-H -20 Round 7.62mm mag -Fourth Gen -16"/18" Barrel (swap choice) -Trijicon TA31F ACOG 4x Optical Sight -Aimpoint Micro T-1 BRDS (Backup Red Dot Sight), side-mounted -AN/PEQ-15 Laser/Light Module (Barrel Mounted) -Surefire Mini Monster 5.56 Sound Suppressor -FN EGLM 40mm GL Platform OR VTS "Potato Peeler" Grip OR M26 MASS Shotgun System -Rifle sprayed in Grey/Tan Hexagon pattern
A hard-hitting Belgian classic, used by SOF groups across the world. With a 7.62mm cartridge and a high level of modularity and accuracy, it makes for a perfect weapon for Merlin's use when the LMG won'd do the trick. Even if the GL doesn't find use, the weapon is excellent for infiltration where a larger box-fed weapon would be impractical. The ability to work the weapon is why Merlin has so few alternatives he uses.
Fixed in Loadouts:
870P MCS -12 Gauge OO Buckshot, Capacity of Four Shells -Ghost Ring Sight -Black Paint
Perfect for making an entrance, blowing the hinges off doors, this weapon looks more likely to be found in the hands of a biker rather than an operator, with it's short barrel and lack of stock. Still, it does it's job well, and for breaching, it is compact enough to be wielded with fairly little problem, the 12 gauge still able to blow apart anyone in it's path.
-Sig Sauer P226 Mk25 -Ghost Ring Sight -12 Round Flush Magazine in .357 SIG -Osprey SIG Silencer -X300 Surefire Flashlight -Black Finish
A nice little sidearm, trusty and reliable- firing a .357 round, this thing is able to pack a serious punch, with Swiss reliability and accuracy that comes in it's usual 9mm offering scaled up. With a Ghost Ring and an Osprey silencer, it's a Merlin's best but last friend to the tap-tap with, or first when a lightweight, powerful offering is needed. It's a weapon utilised by all branches of the British Armed Forces and numerous other special forces groups, so this thing is as good as gold, though the caliber is a demand that Merlin has. All the stories of a Glock having a cooler, more modern and fast firing look are rubbish to Merlin. This is his baby.
Light Anti-Tank/PDWs can also be used for mission-specific incidences, examples being:
-Bofors AT4 CS -Bofors Carl Gustav M3 -Heckler and Koch MP7A2 Vickers Tactical -Heckler and Koch MP5SD6
Merlin Robert Bastion was born in 1984 in Honiton, Devon (England), to a schoolteacher mother, and a Major for a father, James, serving in the Royal Marines. So it was clear that when Merlin grew up, there was going to be a clear influence on where he'd go. He was a burly lad in his youth, and he did well in school, finding his subjects challenging, but not difficult- passing with moderate grades. He was a member of the Rugby and Swimming Clubs in his town, as well as the Cadets- just waiting till he finished school to go join the lads in the forces.
Joining the Royal Marines Commando, like his father, he found the lifestyle perfect from reservist work from 16 following onto full service from 18. It was being with the lads, killing Taliban, wearing the Green Beret that made him know he was doing things right. The Royal Marines Commando gave him the chance to specialise and get involved in semi-SOF operations, such as the nature of their tours in Afghanistan. He spent four tours of duty in Afghanistan and Iraq, and was promoted to Sergeant by the age of 25. He led a squad-sized element, and proved to be adept at both employing an anger and a command that would be expected of a Marine, picking up valuable skills in the tools of the trade. He was not exemplary, and had gone through at least one Beasting in his service. But he was respected by his friends, and he did a good job. He wasn't half-assed, he was not a soldier here by conscription or pressure even from his dad. He was here, because he found it was a good way to make a living, and through his service, became a staple man that you could count on. Not some lucky opportune soldier who proved his guts, he proved it because he lived for it. There were times when Merlin was particularly pushed- nine men from Merlin's platoon were killed in the space of two months, two from his squad alone. The worst of the war in Afghanistan was in reclaiming the villages and valleys of Helmand, and it was having an enormous strain on every single man involved. The Royal Marines were the sharpened force that got these areas back, and IEDs, rocket attacks, and the constant threat of suicide bombings meant that Merlin was thrown into the very worst of the shitpit. In these circumstances, you either grew and became a braver, leading man, or sunk back down and lost your mind. Merlin did not let it get him down, and knew the job at hand, getting him and his lads home whilst giving hell to those who wanted to kill them. It was six years of enlisted and NCO work that put Merlin's basics into place, his mean nature and grit putting. This was however, a dark time for other reasons too. Merlin lacked his beard.
Coming home, Merlin then applied for the Special Boat Service two years later, following another tour in Basra, Iraq. This tour saw him lead a platoon of men, acting as a support force to SBS operations in the Euphrates Delta in anti-insurgent work. Already serving alongside some lads from the Regiment, he found it wasn't a big lifestyle change- it was more of the same, and with more Gucci (cool, or specialist) equipment involved from his viewpoint.
This transfer occurred at the age of 26 after all, rather late for an operator, but was not refused due to his good results and competence in the field. Merlin's training had not been a big change for him- stamina was the key focus, and found himself in a position where he had to develop his cardiovascular skills, improving his breathing capacity, developing his fatigue thresholds. He passed with fairly high marks, and wasn't expected to fail- Merlin wasn't the kind of individual to do that, he was driven by something far deeper it seemed than most candidates would be. After pushing through the training and several years service as a Lieutenant, and was eventually allowed to lead a fireteam. He performed operations throughout Afghanistan, Iraq, Somalia, Yemen, Libya and was deployed to Azerbaijan, Armenia, Turkey and Syria, among others. He's seen an awful lot of places in almost over a decade of SOF operations, from target elimination, reconnaissance, frogman work, TACP duties, sweep and clear operations with local forces, domestic counter-terrorist deployments, among others. Merlin wasn't officerial material, but rose to the rank of Warrant Officer aged 34. Whilst well-suited as a leader of men, Merlin was seen as too stuck in to his duty to be of use.
One rumour that persists is that Merlin beheaded an ISIL executioner involved en route to the extraction, and a squadmate shared the footage on the internet in a terrifying turn of events- the WO Bastion denies this, but the rumor is said to have more than just words to back it's claim up, from unknown sources in the intelligence and special forces community, it may be him. Several more years in the SBS followed, with Merlin continuing his duties, as a trained diver, jumpmaster, and team leader of a force that echoed that of a Navy SEAL team. In the last four years, it is known that this was the point he was involved in a IED incident following a breach that killed an operator and badly wounded him- and left him needing to have several toes amputated, this being after losing a couple of pints of blood and being brought home. He was back in Britain by the time he was fixed up fully, but this part of the story in particular is quite gruesome. As the surgery for amputating his toes was scheduled to take place a week after he had fully recovered, being a non-priority in comparison to his physiotherapy and other medical check-ups, Merlin was left in pain and was sick of stubbing his feet. So taking his Dive Knife, he quietly returned back to his barrack, and...well, he has three toes missing on his left foot. On the plus side, the surgeon did say he did a remarkably clean job if so.
Last year, he was transferred to be the 2IC in Zero, and has taken the position with his usual confidence. He's good at his job, and he sees duty to get the job done. He seems to have brought his reputation with him, and he has faith in his operators, much like they'd have faith in him. His mountainous, bearded, beanie wearing figure is a sight to see, the combination of a violent scalpel with a surgeon's precision one that makes Merlin the die-hard motherfucker that he is.
Battle Dress Uniform -Usually composed of a AOR1/AOR2/MTP/Puma patterns on locale (Merlin opts for AOR patterns for it's benefits in arid/temperate environments where MTP fails, while the old school Polish Puma design is useful in Urban/Arctic terrains). -Crye Precision Plate Carrier w/MOLLE Loadbearing Equipment -Beanie OR Dark Grey/Carbon Ops Core Tactical Helmet -Wiley X Sunglasses (sometimes) -Karrimor Tan-Colored Boots -Mechanix Black Gloves
Predator 30 Assault Pack -Tactical Binoculars (Ranging Device/Integrated into TOS abilities) -Petzl Headtorch -1L Camelpak -5m of Paracord -Combat First Aid Kit
Shoulder-Mounted Bullet Camera Quad-Lens GPNVG-18 Night Vision Goggles Petzl Hip Harness (Climbing/Rappelling) Knee Holster for P226 Dive Knife (lightweight, very sharp, like a prison shank. Great at slicing through things. Paracord. Webbing. Throats. So on.)
Battle Dress Uniform -Usually composed of a AOR1/AOR2/Auscam patterns on locale -Crye Precision Plate Carrier w/MOLLE Loadbearing Equipment -Beanie OR Dark Grey/Carbon Ops Core Tactical Helmet -Mammut Black-Colored Boots -Oakley SI Tactical Black Gloves
Assault Pack -Tactical Binoculars (Ranging Device) -Petzl Headtorch -1L Camelpak -5m of Paracord -Combat First Aid Kit Quad-Lens GPNVG-18 Night Vision Goggles Petzl Hip Harness (Climbing/Rappelling) Knee Holster for P226 Gerber BK3 Knife (guthook)
@Crossfire Very quick question, if a character is young but a prodigy in something, can they still be allowed into this group? Like if a 15 year old was a master demolitions expert.
I'm not the GM, but I'm going to think that it might be a tad out of the frame of the RP, given that they're special forces operators....and the minimum age to serve in most armed forces, let alone in SF, is about 18?
Age/Gender: 35 or 36/Male (DOB: 15 AUG 80) Nationality: American Rank: Operator Preferred Role: Light Weapons Operator "Gun Guy"
Brief Background:
Tyus Morse is of African descent growing up in Central Falls, RI; one of the Ocean State's high crime/economically deprived neighborhoods. Tyus' father was heavily into Martial arts, enrolling his son at an early age. Tyus received a Junior Black Belt at age 11 after four years of training and then his first degree black belt in Kempo Karate at age 14. As a teen, Tyus was able to move into the Teen Krav Maga program where he trained on the Israeli Self-Defense form, borrowing techniques from Muay Thai, Brazilian Jiu-jitsu and Taekwondo. By age 17, Tyus had his second degree black belt with training in both Kempo Karate and Krav Maga. Since, his father was seriously interested in Martial arts as well, the father and son worked out frequently together, helping to hone Tyus' skills.
Tyus was not an exceptional student in school receiving average grades, but also learning how to speak German in the process. He spent most of his High School years playing soccer in the fall and running with the track team in the spring. He excelled in athletic pursuits.
After High School, Tyus enlisted in the United States Army attending Basic Combat & Infantry Training at Ft. Benning, GA. Upon completion of the 14-week Infantry Course, he proceeded to Airborne and Ranger Schools, both at Ft. Benning. In 1999, after successfully completing training requirements as an Airborne Ranger, Private (E2) Morse was assigned to the 2nd Ranger Battalion at Joint Base Lewis-McChord about five miles south of Tacoma, WA.
By October, 2001, Private First Class (E3) Tyus Morse was reassigned to A Company, First Battalion, 27th Infantry (1-27 IN), 25th Infantry Division at Schofield Barracks, HI. On 1 January 2002, Tyus Morse was promoted to Sergeant (E5) and assigned as an Infantry Team Leader with C Co., 1-27 IN. By August, he re-enlisted for another four years and submitted a request for Special Forces Training.
In January 2003, Sergeant Morse arrived at the John F. Kennedy Special Warfare Center (JFK-SWC) in order to enter the selection process for the Special Forces Qualification Course. The course lasted one year and three months for Sergeant Morse. At its conclusion, he received the 18B Special Operations Weapons Sergeant MOS. He also received classroom instruction in the Arabic language.
In April 2004, Sergeant Morse was assigned to Operational Detachment Alpha (ODA) 5235, C Co., 2nd Battalion 5th Special Forces Group (2-5 SFG), Ft. Campbell, KY. While with 5th Group, Sergeant Morse deployed to the Middle East at least a dozen times between 2004 and 2008. During this time, he was promoted to Staff Sergeant (SSG) and engaged the enemy no fewer than forty-three separate engagements. During this time, he received several minor injuries and was hospitalized for a brief stint in 2006 for a gunshot wound (GSW) to the right thigh. Also as a member of the Special Forces community, Tyus was able to continue training in Krav Maga. This is the martial art/self defense form used by all US Special Operations units.
In 2008, after ten years in the US Army, Staff Sergeant Morse requested training and assignment to the 1st Special Forces Operational Detachment-Delta. He was recruited and indoctrinated into the dark underworld of a unit that is informally referred to as Delta Force. As a Delta operator, SSG Morse was deployed to many locations around the world. He received training in speaking Russian, Farsi and Polish while serving with Delta. He has engaged the enemy in numerous hostile actions and received additional wounds forcing him to receive hospital care.
In 2014, Tyus Morse retired from the Army as a Sergeant First Class (E7) with sixteen years time in service in order to pursue a career as a Private Military Contractor. He applied for and was accepted to Task Force ZERO.
Notes:
Equipment:
Personal Clothing Items:
* OD Green cargo trousers * Sand colored Nike Special Field Boots * OD Green Under Armor Combat Shirt * OD Green Tactical MOLLE Assault Vest [Ammo Pouches, hydration system, first aid kit, butt pack] * Black Tactical Elite Combat Helmet * 2 Pr Tactical Assault Gloves, one with fingers, one without. * MOLLE Patrol Pack * Black wool watchcap * Black sunglasses * Weapons cleaning kit with CLP in Butt Pack * cleaning rag in Butt Pack * change of socks and powder in Butt Pack * Broken down MRE in Butt Pack * Trip Wire and Nails in Butt Pack * 200 feet of 550-Lb cord, OD Green * Black electrical tape * OD Green 100 mile an hour tape * Tactical thigh holster for .40 Cal Sig Sauer * Camouflage poncho in Butt Pack
Weapons/Ammunition:
Standard carry:
* FN SCAR 17H 20" barrel with tactical sling * TA11 ACOG * 12x 20-Round box magazines * 300 rounds of 7.62mm Ball Ammunition * P229 Sig Sauer Pistol * 5x 14-round .40 S&W Magazines * 200 rounds .40 Cal S&W SJHP * Gerber Mark II Survival Knife * Gerber Boot Knife * Gerber Leatherman Multi-Tool
CQB Loadout:
* MP5/40 Sub Machine Gun * 12x 30-Round box magazines * 600 rounds of .40 S&W SJHP * P229 Sig Sauer Combat Pistol * 5x 14-round .40 S&W Magazines * Gerber Mark II Survival Knife * Gerber Boot Knife * Gerber Leatherman Multi-Tool
Technology:
* Laser Range Finder * AN/PRC-148 MBITR (Handheld Radio) * AT RF23 EPM Handheld Transceiver (VHF Radio for communication with Close Air Support Aircraft.) * Steiner M1050R 10x50 Binoculars. * AN/PVS-14 Night Vision Device * GPS
Pyrotechnics: An assortment of Fragmentation Grenades, Parachute flares, various colored star clusters to always include at least one red star cluster.
Oh sweet Mother of Jesus hanging from a tree made out of candy, YES! It lives! IT LIVES! Oh the glory! Or more calmly put: Hey guys, good to see both of you :D
I'll be having a CS up later tonight if everything goes according to plan. I hope you're ready for some Norwegian ass-kickery?
"9/10 people enjoy throwing live grenades into a tank."
Name: Gwenyth Julianna, but goes by Gwen in most situations.
Age/Gender: 21 / Female
Nationality: Born in Italy, but became an American citizen at a young age.
Appearance: Gwen is a small woman, standing at only a meager 4'11. She does not seem to have much physical endurance due to her rather scrawny frame, but she is capable of using heavier weapons in combat. She has a rather plain looking face, nothing too notable about it, aside from her hair having a few dyed streaks of lavender along the front of her chocolate-colored bobbed cut. She has the legs of a running champion, and the physique to match that. Lastly, she is a rather small-chested woman, but that doesn't seem to phase her if brought up in typical scenarios.
Rank: Private First Class
Preferred Role: Grenadier
Brief Background: "I feel like it would just be simpler for me to explain my history. Nobody knows you better than yourself after all. When I was a little girl, my mother died during childbirth, which was rather tragic for me to grow up without a mother in my life, but later my father wanted me to move with him to New York, and I had no choice so I left. He wanted to go because he fell in love with an immigrant from America, staying in Italia for a year because she had family there. "Within the first 6 years of my life, I had moved from Venezia to Buffalo, which was a very difficult transition because I had to learn another language very early. I went through a homeschool up until what I guess was the Italian equivalent of high school. Either way, I decided I wanted to join the military after school because of all those dannazione perks. Once I actually started thinking about what I would do in the military, I had no idea what to do. Eventually, I did get into the military, and I happened to test out a few different kinds of weapons, and once I tried the sweetness and savor of a grenade launcher, I was set on it. I loved the explosions and I immediately went to the front lines of war with a grenade launcher. I performed well, eventually scaling to the 2nd best soldier in my squad, behind the captain of it, obviously. My captain informed me of this new group of Task Force ZERO, and I was very interested. I felt like they could probably use my expertise in breaching and exploding what is needed. Somehow, I got accepted, and here we are now."
Notes:
An XM25-CDTE Issue Grenade Launcher as a main weapon, complete with a peace symbol painted onto it in purple, and a lot of extra grenades. An Uzi with a few spare clips on her. A Combat Knife, good for cutting people and stabbing. Bulletproof vest and leggings. Protection is always welcome. A box of fruit snacks.
Still kind of working out some details. Protoype draft here.
