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My name is DJ.
I am a roleplayer.
A roleplayer of roughly a good decade now.
I write a lot of things, and am able to roleplay a lot of things.
Random Things about me
- I run a small YouTube channel.
- I listen to a helluva lot of music. Love music.
- I'm from Singapore. It's a little island in Southeast Asia.
Anywho, I've not been RPing for a long long time, but here I am, hopefully to make a few friends and RP some.
I am a roleplayer.
A roleplayer of roughly a good decade now.
I write a lot of things, and am able to roleplay a lot of things.
Random Things about me
- I run a small YouTube channel.
- I listen to a helluva lot of music. Love music.
- I'm from Singapore. It's a little island in Southeast Asia.
Anywho, I've not been RPing for a long long time, but here I am, hopefully to make a few friends and RP some.
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"He's gone."
"He's using the ice to hide from the thermal. Smart guy."
Their enemy had gone to ground. Shortly after killing Earle, he'd leapt back into the foliage and vanished, the ice and snow that fell from the sky masking his temperature signature. That left the team stumped as to his location.
Cho shifted slightly on his perch overlooking most of the battlefield. His sights were not trained anywhere in particular, but he kept his eyes open.
Suddenly Powers' turret whirred into life and roared, spitting hot lead towards the skeleton of a cottage, where their mysterious assailant had hid himself behind a bank of conjured snow. The warrior was now making a run for it, his shield somehow protecting him from the heavyweight rounds the turret was throwing at him. The warrior disappeared again into a field with an array of stone pillars. Another disadvantage for them.
Cho trained his sniper rifle at the field of pillars.
"Yemen, move up. Powers, keep to her six, provide suppressing fire. McKinzie, move up with Yemen, cover her six too."
"S-sir?"
"You heard me, Kinzie. Now move."
With a suppressed grumble the comms man moved forward and supplanted Earle's place just behind Yemen, and together the two advanced slowly forward towards the pillars. Powers kept behind them, getting a good position on a small mound of rocks nearby. Cho kept himself on his own perch, rifle trained at the gaps between the pillars, patiently waiting for his target to show himself.
"He's using the ice to hide from the thermal. Smart guy."
Their enemy had gone to ground. Shortly after killing Earle, he'd leapt back into the foliage and vanished, the ice and snow that fell from the sky masking his temperature signature. That left the team stumped as to his location.
Cho shifted slightly on his perch overlooking most of the battlefield. His sights were not trained anywhere in particular, but he kept his eyes open.
Suddenly Powers' turret whirred into life and roared, spitting hot lead towards the skeleton of a cottage, where their mysterious assailant had hid himself behind a bank of conjured snow. The warrior was now making a run for it, his shield somehow protecting him from the heavyweight rounds the turret was throwing at him. The warrior disappeared again into a field with an array of stone pillars. Another disadvantage for them.
Cho trained his sniper rifle at the field of pillars.
"Yemen, move up. Powers, keep to her six, provide suppressing fire. McKinzie, move up with Yemen, cover her six too."
"S-sir?"
"You heard me, Kinzie. Now move."
With a suppressed grumble the comms man moved forward and supplanted Earle's place just behind Yemen, and together the two advanced slowly forward towards the pillars. Powers kept behind them, getting a good position on a small mound of rocks nearby. Cho kept himself on his own perch, rifle trained at the gaps between the pillars, patiently waiting for his target to show himself.
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True. XD
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Well Jared Leto doesn't make a good Joker anyway. XD
All of that, plus good ol' eyesight, y'know. And thermal vision.
Anyway, posted.
Anyway, posted.
"Hey, there he is."
Earle drew up his rifle as the man emerged from the brush, coated in snow as it fell from the very air around him. He looked...medieval-ish, the way he was dressed and the way he had a wicked looking, gleaming blue sword in his hand. The evil-looking grin that covered his face suggested that this man was not here to make friends. Earle thought this rather quickly as he leveled his rifle at the man. Yemen took place just slightly behind him, her rifle also leveled at the man.
"Hey! You there! Friend or foe?"
That shout drew the attention of everyone else; Powers brought his light machine gun to bear at the unknown male, while Cho drew his scope and fixed it on the man's face. McKinzie shrank back slightly; her SMG wasn't good at this range and she was only a communications specialist, not a fighter. Puck advanced forward as well, shotgun pointed in the general direction of the perceived hostile. The automated sentry swiveled on its tripod to face the new contact. All of a sudden it was a standoff and the stranger was apparently outnumbered.
Earle slowly advanced closer, rifle still up.
"Friend or foe, pal? Friend or foe!"
No answer. The man was determined to stay silent. Cho held a hand to his ear.
"HQ, this is Wolf Leader, we have encountered an unknown contact, possibly friendly, possibly hostile. Assessing situation now."
Earle was getting edgy from the silence. He was like that, sadly, and his nerves made his hands shake slightly. They also made him clench involuntarily, and his rifle barked as it fired a burst straight at the stranger. The three rounds pinged against the mail he wore and knocked him to a knee, but when the man stood up again with his grin still up and no injuries whatsoever, that was when Earle really freaked.
"Dude, he's a foe man, he's a foe!"
That was when the warrior charged. Earle leveled his rifle and fired another burst, clumsily and panicky, it missed by a mile as the mysterious warrior closed the distance in a heartbeat.
"Shit shoot him shoot him shoo-"
He was instantly cut off by a blade chewing into his side and slicing clean through him diagonally upward. Like a hot knife through butter. His two halves, along with the junker that used to be a rifle, fell to the stones and grass while the warrior leapt back into the brush, sending up a flurry of snow and frost as he disappeared again.
"Shit he got Earle! Earle's down! Earle's down!"
Yemen backpedalled, spraying her immediate front with fire, emptying her whole magazine into the forest ahead of her while the rest of the team rallied to her aid. Puck reacted first, going not for her but for the fallen soldier, but she quickly determined that Earle was dead; the sword had cleaved straight through his heart. If the blood loss hadn't killed him, the trauma would have.
Cho went pale. How fast had that been? Just a few seconds was all that warrior had needed to brutally kill one of their own. That sword had sliced through flesh, bone and ballistic ceramic plating like it was paper. How were they to stand up to this? Well, it wasn't all hopeless. He'd seen the effect Earle's bullets had. If not the injury factor, the warrior could not stand firm against modern firepower. He had orders to give, and he had to give them fast.
"Yemen, fall back to defensive! Powers, high ground, give us some suppression zones! McKinzie, Puck, you two hang back, keep your weapons hot and stay close to each other!"
Once done he touched a hand to his ear again.
"HQ this is Wolf Leader, contact is hostile, repeat, contact is hostile, code black. We already have a man down."
And with that done, he returned his attention to the battlefield. Where the warrior had entered and exited, there was a full field of frost that had appeared from nowhere, it seemed. He had an idea.
"Powers, set your turret to scan thermals as well. Give us a feed."
"Roger."
In all of their heads-up displays, the team received a small feed of the turret's viewpoint, in an array of colours that made up the thermal camera within its housing. They scanned for the hostile, hopefully he would show up again.
Earle drew up his rifle as the man emerged from the brush, coated in snow as it fell from the very air around him. He looked...medieval-ish, the way he was dressed and the way he had a wicked looking, gleaming blue sword in his hand. The evil-looking grin that covered his face suggested that this man was not here to make friends. Earle thought this rather quickly as he leveled his rifle at the man. Yemen took place just slightly behind him, her rifle also leveled at the man.
"Hey! You there! Friend or foe?"
That shout drew the attention of everyone else; Powers brought his light machine gun to bear at the unknown male, while Cho drew his scope and fixed it on the man's face. McKinzie shrank back slightly; her SMG wasn't good at this range and she was only a communications specialist, not a fighter. Puck advanced forward as well, shotgun pointed in the general direction of the perceived hostile. The automated sentry swiveled on its tripod to face the new contact. All of a sudden it was a standoff and the stranger was apparently outnumbered.
Earle slowly advanced closer, rifle still up.
"Friend or foe, pal? Friend or foe!"
No answer. The man was determined to stay silent. Cho held a hand to his ear.
"HQ, this is Wolf Leader, we have encountered an unknown contact, possibly friendly, possibly hostile. Assessing situation now."
Earle was getting edgy from the silence. He was like that, sadly, and his nerves made his hands shake slightly. They also made him clench involuntarily, and his rifle barked as it fired a burst straight at the stranger. The three rounds pinged against the mail he wore and knocked him to a knee, but when the man stood up again with his grin still up and no injuries whatsoever, that was when Earle really freaked.
"Dude, he's a foe man, he's a foe!"
That was when the warrior charged. Earle leveled his rifle and fired another burst, clumsily and panicky, it missed by a mile as the mysterious warrior closed the distance in a heartbeat.
"Shit shoot him shoot him shoo-"
He was instantly cut off by a blade chewing into his side and slicing clean through him diagonally upward. Like a hot knife through butter. His two halves, along with the junker that used to be a rifle, fell to the stones and grass while the warrior leapt back into the brush, sending up a flurry of snow and frost as he disappeared again.
"Shit he got Earle! Earle's down! Earle's down!"
Yemen backpedalled, spraying her immediate front with fire, emptying her whole magazine into the forest ahead of her while the rest of the team rallied to her aid. Puck reacted first, going not for her but for the fallen soldier, but she quickly determined that Earle was dead; the sword had cleaved straight through his heart. If the blood loss hadn't killed him, the trauma would have.
Cho went pale. How fast had that been? Just a few seconds was all that warrior had needed to brutally kill one of their own. That sword had sliced through flesh, bone and ballistic ceramic plating like it was paper. How were they to stand up to this? Well, it wasn't all hopeless. He'd seen the effect Earle's bullets had. If not the injury factor, the warrior could not stand firm against modern firepower. He had orders to give, and he had to give them fast.
"Yemen, fall back to defensive! Powers, high ground, give us some suppression zones! McKinzie, Puck, you two hang back, keep your weapons hot and stay close to each other!"
Once done he touched a hand to his ear again.
"HQ this is Wolf Leader, contact is hostile, repeat, contact is hostile, code black. We already have a man down."
And with that done, he returned his attention to the battlefield. Where the warrior had entered and exited, there was a full field of frost that had appeared from nowhere, it seemed. He had an idea.
"Powers, set your turret to scan thermals as well. Give us a feed."
"Roger."
In all of their heads-up displays, the team received a small feed of the turret's viewpoint, in an array of colours that made up the thermal camera within its housing. They scanned for the hostile, hopefully he would show up again.
Right.
Well, I'll be adding a bit more meat to the initial confrontation with my next post, which I'm writing now. Just fleshing it out a little more so that I have more to write on.
Well, I'll be adding a bit more meat to the initial confrontation with my next post, which I'm writing now. Just fleshing it out a little more so that I have more to write on.
Gotcha, thanks. Will factor into next post once you make yours.
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"Yeah, her name's Casey. Cute lil' thing, ain't she."
Sam smiled as the little beagle sniffed the stranger's hand gently, before looking up at him with her tail at a wag, as if to say 'Sam this guy's cool!' He gave her head another affectionate little ruffle before he hoisted her up into his arms, cradling her gently as she rested her head against his chest. The man held out the doll and Sam raised an eyebrow. It wasn't every day that someone you didn't know offered you a doll...
Sam smiled as the little beagle sniffed the stranger's hand gently, before looking up at him with her tail at a wag, as if to say 'Sam this guy's cool!' He gave her head another affectionate little ruffle before he hoisted her up into his arms, cradling her gently as she rested her head against his chest. The man held out the doll and Sam raised an eyebrow. It wasn't every day that someone you didn't know offered you a doll...
“She was my mum’s and don’t drop her, but I’m trying to find the girl.”
...and asked you to find its owner.
He took the doll from him and held it in a hand for a while. Where'd he seen a little thing like this before...he had a memory but it was vague, curse his greying brain cells. He wasn't one to leave someone down though, so he gave the stranger a nod and a smile.
" 'Course I'll help you look for her. She mean a lot to ya?"
Sam smiled as he held out the doll for the stranger to take back. Not ten minutes and already he had work, though certain things about his mysterious visitor...piqued his interest. Like how he'd near instantly known that his beagle was named Casey. Perhaps he'd seen the collar on her neck with the single silver tag on it with her name engraved on it, perhaps he hadn't, but he'd known almost as he touched her. A Hype? Wasn't out of the picture, strange things were happening a lot these days.
Well, he'd give it a shot. Might be fun.
Probably.
He took the doll from him and held it in a hand for a while. Where'd he seen a little thing like this before...he had a memory but it was vague, curse his greying brain cells. He wasn't one to leave someone down though, so he gave the stranger a nod and a smile.
" 'Course I'll help you look for her. She mean a lot to ya?"
Sam smiled as he held out the doll for the stranger to take back. Not ten minutes and already he had work, though certain things about his mysterious visitor...piqued his interest. Like how he'd near instantly known that his beagle was named Casey. Perhaps he'd seen the collar on her neck with the single silver tag on it with her name engraved on it, perhaps he hadn't, but he'd known almost as he touched her. A Hype? Wasn't out of the picture, strange things were happening a lot these days.
Well, he'd give it a shot. Might be fun.
Probably.
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