[CHAR] 𝙽𝚘 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚔 - 𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚃𝚢𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚂.𝚆.𝙰.𝚃.

[TrippyNightmare]

J.R.

_{Jaun Ramirez
◄ 36 ▎ MALE ▎ 5'8ft ►}

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Juan isn't one to play around he's dead serious and when it comes to the job nothing else could mean the world to him. Taking down bad guys, well it's part of what he does and he does it damn fucking well those who disagree are usually left in hand cuffs or are out of the unit. Juan ain't a big guy he's a little mini Bucko, but that dosen't mean he can't pack a punch. Not it just means they are asking for it, looking back he could see the visions everyone was thinking he'd be nobody. Now he was a hot shot team leader, he trys to keep his ego in check but sometimes that fails. As a leader he likes to lead directly, sometimes he micro manages all aspects of the squad but he's a loving and endearing leader when he's trying to be.

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Scum vato from Mexico.

He use to run in a gang it wasen't the type of life he wanted but it was the life he lived, being a young kid in Mexico he made all the wrong choices and some more but that didn't stop him from getting what he wanted from life. Women, money and power but it all came crashing down on the young Mexican, The authorities well they didn't like the fact he was trying to sell coke on the streets. They locked him up until he turned snitched of course, working for the authorities he turned against his own crew - a rat, a snitch that's what he would be remembered as in Mexico.

Though years later as a young adult, he would get out and move to a land of opportunity - The U.S.A. though he never made it to the famed L.A. or NYC he ended up in Ramsey. The place was a shit hole, and without much opportunity he ended up taking work as a security job for a while before quitting years later and joining the RPD. Why would he join as a cop? It was unclear to some but he'd learned to appreciate the other side of the law, he joined up and hit patrol for a while and throughout his years he moved up to RPD Swat where eventually he'd take over the unit.

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PC: TBA

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M4A1
- Red dot
- Flashlight mounted
- 5 x 30 rnd mags.

Glock 22
- 3 x 15 rnd mags.
- Flashlight mounted.

Various other mission-specific gear.
Roles: Team Leader

[TrippyNightmare]

third

[John Table]

D-Day

Mood Music

_{Daniel "D-Day" Danzig
◄ 30 ▎ MALE ▎ 5'11" ►}

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Danzig is what someone imagines when they thing of the prototypical SWAT office. A muscular, adrenaline junkie, who would rather shoot first than to ask questions. He lives for the hunt of the bad guys. He's tactically sound, but he will never be anybody's idea of a detective genius. He usually prefers other people to aim him in the direction of the bad guys.

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D-Day grew up in Jardin, a rural suburb of Ramsey. Born in a trailerpark with redneck parents, D-Day seemed destined for college and the NFL thanks to his all-state abilities at linebacker. But a football helmet to the knee during his junior year ended his career. He bounced around menial jobs after high school until he found a job with the Hampsted County Sheriff's Department as a jailer then deputy. Busting meth heads and the occasional speeder soon became boring. He saw a job opening for the Ramsey PD and became a patrolman in the fierce Western District.

His reputation as a fierce, intimating officer earned him a promotion to the district's drug enforcement unit. He served as an enforcer for the detectives, striking fear into the corner boys and putting the "knock" in "knockos." But again, D-Day found himself boring of the same routine of chase, capture, and scare. A year ago he requested, and was granted, a transfer to the SWAT unit and soon found his niche as the first guy to go through the door.

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PCs
TBA, dependent on cast

NPCs
Sgt. Jack Malone: D-Day's former DEU sergeant, affably Irish on the surface, killer to the core.
Det. Mike McNeil: D-Day's original running partner in the Western, now a CID Homicide cop.
Theresa: D-Day's fiance.

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1 M4 rigged with flashlight attachment
1 Glock 17
1 Mossberg 500 shotgun
2 breaching charges
3 flashbangs
3 spare magazines of M4 ammo
5 extra shotgun shells
1 utility knife
1 pair of brass knuckles
1 gas mask

Roles:

The Breacher

[Uromastyx]

Maggie

_{Jennifer "Maggie" Roberts
◄ AGE 36 ▎FEMALE ▎HEIGHT 5'7" ►}

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Maggie is somewhat more cognizant of her actions than some of her peers, preferring to take her time to learn what she can about a given operation before the team act upon it in scenarios where possible. Some have called her a stickler, to which her response is often to just laugh lightly and agree, but to her doing her job right is what helps Jen sleep at night.

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Until the age of 16 Jennifer lived in Polzeath (Cornwall, England), working on her family farm. With her interests aligning more with her father's than her siblings he taught the girl how to shoot and maintain weapons; their use was mainly for culling ill or elderly members of their herds without causing excess pain but on occasion they were used for competitive rifle shooting between a girl and her old man. When the man passed away however, Jen's mother made the decision to emigrate to the States to be with her family in their time of grieving.

Fond memories of the police in her home town caught her attention and it soon became a career which she continued to pursue even on another landmass. It wasn't the dream she had pictured it to be however, at least in Ramsey. Too many corrupt or simply poorly performing officers on the streets had pulled the reputation of the RPD down, drudging it through the mud; it was officers on the ground that suffered mozt of the abuse though, and Jen had had enough. She still believed in the ethos which drove her to become an officer but the love for work on the ground had diminished as the years dragged. She needed an out from the public eye but wanted to still do some good for the community she lived it. She applied to a variety of departments to escape the dull duties of a patrol officer and was lucky enough to find her place in the city's SWAT team.


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NPC:
Sgt Anthony Brooks: Jennifer's former colleague and mentor, even after he retired from the Force the two stay in contact and discuss life events when time allows.

PC:
To be confirmed with other players


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- CMMG Banshee, chambered in FN 5.7mm
- 4x 20 magazines, one in the gun and three in reserve.
- FN Five-Seven
- 2x 20 round magazines, one in the gun and one in reserve.
- 3x flashbang.
- Personal trauma kit (bandages, morphine, tourniquet, etc)
- Multitool.

Roles: Assault

[Bee]

Alyssa Montana

_{Alyssa Montana
◄ 27 ▎ FEMALE ▎ 5'7 ►}

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Alyssa is known for her ability to think on her feet and do whatever she can to make sure her team has the highest chance of success that they can have. Being the role that she is, she has to think outside of the box quite often in order to fulfill her role and make sure she does her job. She has a job to do, and nothing will stop her from doing it.

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Alyssa grew up in downtown Ramsey, deep in the heart of Roman St. Warrior territory. She knew nothing but drugs, violence, and crime as as she grew up. Her family tried their best to make do with what they had and protect her from the environment, but even her parents' best efforts were ultimately not enough to shield Alyssa from the realities of downtown Ramsey and what the Roman St Warriors were capable of.

As a result, Alyssa joined the RPD as soon as she could, and flew up the ranks as she fulfilled her duty as an officer of the Ramsey Police Department. It wasn't long before Alyssa was recommended a position within the SWAT team, due to her accomplishments as an officer. It was a recommendation that she would happily accept, and she currently serves on the RPD SWAT Team as a medic.

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PC
TBA

NPC
Sgt. Matthew Livingston: Alyssa's former training officer. Knows what she's capable of. The two maintain contact with each other despite in being different departments.

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Daniel Defense MK18

• EoTech Holographic Hybrid Sight
• Magpul 30 round P-MAG
• AN-PEQ 15
• Magpul Angled Foregrip

Sig Sauer P226

• Surefire X300 Ultra Light

3x Magpul P-MAG (30 rounds)
2x Sig Sauer P226 Magazines
2x Smoke Grenade
2x Flashbang
Trauma Kit

Roles:
Medic

[Sam Quint]

Froggie

_{Scott "Froggie" Ferrara
◄ 35 ▎ MALE ▎ 5'10" ►}

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Scott is a quiet guy, calm, and cool as a cucumber. He doesn't have the sense of justice most Officers have. Known in the department for being a great shot, he rarely draws his weapon. When he does he will hit his target. Extremely disciplined, most people think he is uptight.

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Born in the suburbs, Scott grew up in a relatively normal household. His father is a Marine veteran and owner of a successful construction outfit, his mother is a housewife. Scott has a brother 5 years his junior who is a CPA. Scott is the typical suburban white male. After high school, Scott enlisted in the Marine Corps like his father. Through hard work, he rose in rank, eventually making his way to MARSOC, specifically the Marine Raider Regiment. In the Raiders, Scott's MOS was Special Operations Capabilities Specialist specializing in Long Range Recon Patrols. After separating from the Marine Corps three years ago, he became a police officer after not finding full time work. Quickly tired of being a flat footed beat cop, Scott found his way to SWAT.

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PCs
TBA, dependent on cast

NPCs
Ian Ferrara - Scott's younger brother. The two are very close and Ian is a very vocal opponent of the Police.

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- M4A1 Mk 18 CQBR
- AN/PEQ -5 Carbine Optical Laser
- 4x Optical Zoom Scope
- Visible Bright Light 2
- 4 x 30 round magazines
- SIG Sauer P229 DAK .40 SW
- 3 x 12 round magazines
- 1 Wireless Inspection Camera with Detachable LCD Monitor
- 2 x flash bangs
- Trauma Kit
- Lock Pick Kit
Roles:
Pointman

[MST3K 4ever]

Dylan McPherson

Dylan "Mac" McPherson

◄ AGE 27 ▎ MALE ▎ 6'1" ►

P R O F I L E
Dylan is well mannered and speaks with a southern drawl. He respects other people's points of view, and calls people "sir" or "ma'am" unless told otherwise regardless of their age. The kind of guy you pray your daughter will bring home to meet your family. However, when he has a gun in his hand or he is on a call he is anything but well mannered. He believes that there is NO shot he can't make! His attitude of, "If I can see it I can hit it" almost borders on arrogance, but he is able to back up his attitude with action. When he is on a call Dylan is all business and keeps his focus on the task at hand. Ask him a question on a call he tries to keep his answers to one to two words if possible.

C H R O N I C L E
Dylan grew up in the town of Granite Falls, West Virginia. His father died when he was twelve in coal mining accident which meant he had to help care for his mom and younger sister. His mom worked at the General Store and what money she made paid the household bills and that was it. Food would've been scarce if it wasn't for the fact that there was plenty of wildlife to hunt in their area. Dylan's mom couldn't afford a lot of ammo, so when Dylan shot he had to make sure he hit and killed what he was aiming at on the first try. A missed shot could mean the difference between eating for a couple of months or starving for those months. Dylan was determined to escape West Virginia so he enlisted in the Army when he graduated High School. Dylan's marksmanship earned him high praise from anyone and everyone in his outfit, but he didn't just want to be a "guy with a gun" so he trained, studied, and eventually became an MP. While he was in the Army Dylan met a nurse who was getting out soon named Carrie. She was from a town called Ramsey and she was going back there to try to make a difference. They fell in love and Dylan and Carrie got engaged the day after she got out of the Army. Dylan was going to meet up with Carrie in Ramsey once he finished his time in the Army.

Dylan arrived in Ramsey with no real plan and Carrie was employed at the hospital working in the E-R. Then one night changed everything. Carrie was murdered while at an ATM in a drive by shooting by the Roman St. Warriors. Every instinct told Dylan to leave, but Carrie loved her hometown, and Dylan promised her parents her killers would answer for what they did. He finally had a purpose Dylan was going to join the Police Department. Dylan blew through the Academy and joined the Ramsey Police Department. He thought he was going to be a typical patrolman, but word got out quickly about his marksman skills and he was brought on to the SWAT unit after being on patrol for only a year. Though Dylan knows he won't always be called upon specifically for his marksman skills he is willing to do whatever he can for the unit, but he knows if there is a shot to be taken Dylan knows it will fall on him.


M E M O R I E S

PC: TBD

Non-PC:
Sargent Roy Briscoe: Dylan's training officer and a father figure to Dylan.
Margaret McPherson: Dylan's mom whom he calls every Sunday
Diana McPherson: Dylan's younger sister currently attending West Virginia University on a track scholarship

E Q U I P M E N T & R O L E
Remington 770 Sniper Rifle (with 10 rounds)
1 12 Gauge shotgun (with 5 rounds)
2 Glock 17 9mm (loaded clip in each gun and two spares for each gun)
2 Flashbangs
1 Survival knife
1 Personal Trauma Kit

Roles:
Designated Marksmen