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2 yrs ago
Current i missed me some good ol fashioned status bar hijinks
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2 yrs ago
WOP WOP WOP WOP WOP
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4 yrs ago
free ralts
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4 yrs ago
oh understandable good luck bud
4 yrs ago
what
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P90s just fuck shit up. Good choice, man. Favorite SMG to use in Call of Duty and Counter Strike (if I'm not feeling the MP5). Or maybe have a smaller rifle like the Honey Badger or AKS-74U.
Wendy took a moment to look aside from her scope, looking at Neil as he indicated what had happened to the radios. She grimaced, but only turned back to peer through the scope. There definitely were a lot of soldiers than her and her M107 could handle, she was a good sniper, but not THAT good of a sniper. She could hear the gentle clattering of Neil's rifle, prompting Wendy to follow suit - quickly. The cavalry was quickly converging on them, and no matter how good their combined ability was - they couldn't handle a multitude of soldiers converging onto them. She grabbed her Vector, a change from her usual German-made backup weapon. The weapon was fully loaded with a bullet in the chamber, the only thing stopping her from firing it off was the engagement of the safety. She quickly followed after Neil, knowing that this was going to be the trip of their fucking lives. Wendy had felt that this trip had been in vain. It had about ten hours of seemingly aimless walking in a forest for an RV - an RV she was doubtful would show up to get them out of there. She had a sense of hopelessness linger about in the back of her mind, but she didn't let that deter her as she powered on, determined to get out of there. The cold had been getting worse, even though this was practically the Canadian sniper's natural element. This cold was the type of cold that always got to you, no matter who you were, where you're from, or what you're wearing. As Neil found a log to hide by, she ducked down next to him, watching the BMP float on by. As it did, Wendy could hear her heart beat out of her chest, a heavy thumping as she realized they were a bit closer to the enemies than before. "Fuck me, what are they doing here? There's a whole another battle elsewhere." She grumbled, slowly rising. Wendy allowed Neil to rise first - a bit of a mistake, really. She rose up after him and could quickly hear screaming in Armenian. "Shit." She simply said, as she put her gun down and raised her hands. She was trained to fight battles most other people couldn't, but even this wasn't a battle worth fighting for. She got down on her knees and put her hands on her head, her heart sinking to her feet as she processed what was going on. --- Wendy stared right at the soldier who was holding her. Her face showed no signs of emotion, because she knew what she was signing up for upon accepting an invitation to Lima. Regardless, the prison was still pretty shitty, typical of Russian prisons. The Canadian sniper was still hung up over the fact that a group of people got the slip on them, and now they were in the middle of wherever, being roughed by a Russian soldier. This wouldn't be as bad as what would come later in the interrogation, unfortunately. She heard Neil be punched in the stomach, which was never a nice sound to hear. Soon enough, she was being dragged out of the prison, in the midst of a five man MVD team. As if being captured wasn't bad enough, now they were going to be interrogated by the FSB, notorious for their information gathering methods. She was pondering on whether or not she really should've fought off those soldiers, even though she had a very good chance of dying. It was a way better fate than being interrogated by the FSB, especially as a person of her background. She was thrown into the back of a car, grunting gently as she slammed against the side of it. However, the situation quickly defused as she realized who exactly was behind the mask. It was nobody but their local Russian, Zhenya. Wendy flashed a smirk and shook her head, before readjusting herself to be a bit more comfortable. Wendy sat by quietly, staring at Zhenya as they wondered what exactly they were doing in the back of a car with a group of Russians. It had been a very odd experience as a matter of fact. She had gone from being petrified, to being relieved, to being paranoid out of her mind. She didn't know if Zhenya was there to help, or he went back to the Ruskies. Either way, she was sort of reluctant, and eager at the same time to see what was going to happen to the pair.
I think it'll be very interesting to look into characters like Zhenya or Jan or even Scott. The "going black" arc thingy is definitely interesting and something I want to see further develop.
@Skythikon I've always been around... just not aware haha. Mind you I am currently not in the position to make gargantuan posts, but I will try my absolute best to contribute! You can count on me! :D
As far as I know, Skyth's got something in mind to bring them along for the party, as they might have been in Russian lines or something. I wasn't planning it, but I may need to edit my post, and Skyth can work the rest of the magic in his draft.
Coolio! Can't wait for the revival!
Detained badassery! Woohoo! Snipers trying to claw their way out from jail? I say yes!
I'm still here, guys..
I'm down!
Hi there, I'm QueenOfTheBee! I am searching for long-term partners who I can hopefully create a very well made RP that will go on for quite the while! After a year or so of being on this website, I've decided to remake my interest check in spirit of the new year.







Now that we got that out of the way, here's some things you could use to help develop an idea with me! Of course, that doesn't mean you can throw in your own ideas.

Settings
Sports (MMA, Boxing, Football, Amateur Wrestling, Track and Field, etc)
College
High School
Slice of Life
Military
Police
Racing

Pairings - These are meant to be taken in any direction you want (feel free to throw in some too!)
Best Friend/Best Friend
Roommate/Roommate
Childhood Sweethearts
Cop/Cop
Athlete/Athlete
Trans*/???
Futa/???
Athlete/Manager
Rival/Rival

and many more....
Fandoms/Universes (I will absolutely do canons!)[/b]
RWBY
Halo
Red vs Blue
Fast and Furious
Call of Duty
Hunger Games
Star Wars

[b]Original IdeasStarting from the Bottom [sports, slice of life, romance]
The new manager of a sports team starts their tenure at their team with the task of rebuilding it and restoring it to their former glory. However, the new manager doesn't really sit well with the preexisting staff, and doesn't take their ideas seriously. There is one person on that staff who does take a liking to the new manager and helps them along towards rebuilding the team and helping their relationships within improve. Eventually, the two people develop feelings for each other... and from there something great starts to happen.
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