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STATUS: To all I'm in RPs with: I apologise if my replies are sparse. Life isn't kind. 11 yrs ago
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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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@Inlaa hasn't been around for about roughly a week. I think it's safe to say we can move on now.
@TheMusketMan you still in this to win this though?
I know @McHaggis and @my Lalia are still around.
That should be all of us, right?
@TheMusketMan you still in this to win this though?
I know @McHaggis and @my Lalia are still around.
That should be all of us, right?
"Two, on point. Four, take rear. Three, with me."
The four beige-clad men moved from the sands of the desert into shadier ground. Buildings, low and made of stone and clay, dotted the town they were entering.
"Hey One, this place looks suspicious or what?"
"On point, Three. Keep your eyes peeled. Double up, we need to get clear of the road."
The soldier called Two advanced up the dirt road towards a nearby two storey building, taking up a position next to the door as the rest of his squad silently followed. At the nod of One, Two kicked open the door and headed inside, the other three soldiers right behind him. Once inside, Two closed the door and his posture relaxed as he took off his balaclava and helmet.
"Think we got away from them?"
"Nah. They'll be on us in a few minutes, just you watch."
"Damn. Thought we could get away with that, Jimmy."
"Well you thought wrong, Con, you thought wrong."
The rest of the men followed suit, each of them removing their helmets and masks to rest.
Luis was one of them. Assigned the number Three, he was one part of the four man machine that was Tiger squad, a team of Delta Force operators currently on Egyptian soil (read: sand) clearing an infestation of terrorists camped out in the desert. Totally unreported by the news, of course. Black ops were their speciality. Tiger were one of the best. The team consisted of their leader, Jimmy Tong, a Chinese man from Delaware, Connor King the big African American medic with a heart as big as his biceps, himself and Lee, a mysterious man from Maui who was also their team marksman.
The operation had gone without a hitch; the insurgents were hiding underneath the sands, in caves dug by machine and camoflaged by beige tarps and netting. The work had gone on in the night, with the men masquerading as residents of Cairo in the day. Tiger had been inserted during the night and, using a combination of satellite imagery and GPS tracking, had located the base and promptly laid waste to it and the terrorists inside. What they hadn't counted on was another base just a couple hundred feet away, full of backup that were armed to the teeth. They'd hijacked a technical and drove away, under fire and outnumbered. The town was a sheer stroke of luck, and they'd picked it as the best place to hold out or avoid their pursuers.
Hopefully the insurgents would leave. Luis could hear them outside, ranting and yelling in Egyptian and Arabic.
He just wanted to rest and go home.
The four beige-clad men moved from the sands of the desert into shadier ground. Buildings, low and made of stone and clay, dotted the town they were entering.
"Hey One, this place looks suspicious or what?"
"On point, Three. Keep your eyes peeled. Double up, we need to get clear of the road."
The soldier called Two advanced up the dirt road towards a nearby two storey building, taking up a position next to the door as the rest of his squad silently followed. At the nod of One, Two kicked open the door and headed inside, the other three soldiers right behind him. Once inside, Two closed the door and his posture relaxed as he took off his balaclava and helmet.
"Think we got away from them?"
"Nah. They'll be on us in a few minutes, just you watch."
"Damn. Thought we could get away with that, Jimmy."
"Well you thought wrong, Con, you thought wrong."
The rest of the men followed suit, each of them removing their helmets and masks to rest.
Luis was one of them. Assigned the number Three, he was one part of the four man machine that was Tiger squad, a team of Delta Force operators currently on Egyptian soil (read: sand) clearing an infestation of terrorists camped out in the desert. Totally unreported by the news, of course. Black ops were their speciality. Tiger were one of the best. The team consisted of their leader, Jimmy Tong, a Chinese man from Delaware, Connor King the big African American medic with a heart as big as his biceps, himself and Lee, a mysterious man from Maui who was also their team marksman.
The operation had gone without a hitch; the insurgents were hiding underneath the sands, in caves dug by machine and camoflaged by beige tarps and netting. The work had gone on in the night, with the men masquerading as residents of Cairo in the day. Tiger had been inserted during the night and, using a combination of satellite imagery and GPS tracking, had located the base and promptly laid waste to it and the terrorists inside. What they hadn't counted on was another base just a couple hundred feet away, full of backup that were armed to the teeth. They'd hijacked a technical and drove away, under fire and outnumbered. The town was a sheer stroke of luck, and they'd picked it as the best place to hold out or avoid their pursuers.
Hopefully the insurgents would leave. Luis could hear them outside, ranting and yelling in Egyptian and Arabic.
He just wanted to rest and go home.
Oh he has a squad. Three other Delta Force operators.
And also their attackers from before the fight: terrorists armed with little more than AK-47 rifles, and maybe two technicals with .50 cal machine guns on the truck beds.
And also their attackers from before the fight: terrorists armed with little more than AK-47 rifles, and maybe two technicals with .50 cal machine guns on the truck beds.
@ImportantNobody Sure go ahead.
Remember we're starting an abandoned town somewhere in the Sahara Desert.
Also I've posted my guy's sheet to the characters page. Feel free to have a look see.
Remember we're starting an abandoned town somewhere in the Sahara Desert.
Also I've posted my guy's sheet to the characters page. Feel free to have a look see.
Name: Luis Sanchez
Age: 32
Country of origin: San Jose, California
Specialty: Fire Support
Equipment:
Appearance: Luis stands six foot three inches tall, with broad shoulders and chest, tanky arms and a packed torso and core, indicative of all the training and heavy lifting he's done. He sports a head of close-cut short, brown hair, brown eyes and a little soul patch under his lower lip.
Bio: Sanchez is a full blooded Spanish-American, born and raised in San Jose on the west coast. Not long after he hit the right age, he immediately requested to sign on with the army. After his basics, he was placed within an infantry battalion, one that was posted to fight the War on Terror. This was in 2003.
In 2006, his platoon came under fire from an enemy machine gun emplacement inside a building. Trapped across a road from the rest of his section, Sanchez took it upon himself to free the rest of his comrades from the suppression of hot lead. With only his LMG and shotgun, he charged at the building in question, daring and taunting the insurgents within to kill him. They put up a fight, but Sanchez beat them back, forcing the gunner away from his position by firing back. With his bravery and confidence under fire, it was then that Delta Force took notice. They extracted Sanchez from his unit and put him into the rigorous Delta training regime, to see if he could stand the pressure. Long story short, he could, and he became part of Delta as one of their operators.
In the two years that followed, Sanchez and his squad, codenamed Tiger, reaped a whirlwind across Taliban soil, with counter-op after counter-op that sabotaged terror operations within the Middle East that the insurgents could never counter. They gained a significant negative reputation amongst the insurgents, to a point where bin Laden himself issued a bounty on the four "Western Tigers" for whoever could kill and bag them.
In 2008, the Tigers were re-deployed to Cairo, Egypt, where a suspected terror cell had set up shop in the deserts outside the city. Their mission was to infiltrate the desert by night, locate the base and destroy it, leaving behind no witnesses. The op began smoothly, of course, and with the help of satellite imagery and GPS tracking, the Tigers were able to locate the hidden base: camoflaged underneath tarps covered in sand, hidden a ways underground. With carefully placed explosive charges and several steathy kills, the Tigers exfiltrated the base and blew it the hell up.
Of course, this attracted the attention of more insurgents who'd been stationed in another hidden base nearby as part of a counter-op, and the Tigers were subsequently pursued away from the base, away from Cairo, and into the Sahara desert. There, they stumbled upon an abandoned town, claimed a little by the shifting sands, but perfect as a defensible location to hold off their pursuers until help arrives.
This is where our story begins.
Personality: Sanchez is very up-front, gung-ho and boisterous. Most that are asked to describe him say that he laughs in the face of danger, and most times it shows. He is fiercely protective of those he calls squadmates, and more importantly friends, and will stop at nothing to ensure their safety in times of crisis, often placing himself in the line of fire to make sure they can reach safety and counterattack.
Age: 32
Country of origin: San Jose, California
Specialty: Fire Support
Equipment:
- A M249 Saw light machine gun
- A Benelli M1014 automatic shotgun
- An IMI Desert Eagle
- A machete
Appearance: Luis stands six foot three inches tall, with broad shoulders and chest, tanky arms and a packed torso and core, indicative of all the training and heavy lifting he's done. He sports a head of close-cut short, brown hair, brown eyes and a little soul patch under his lower lip.
Bio: Sanchez is a full blooded Spanish-American, born and raised in San Jose on the west coast. Not long after he hit the right age, he immediately requested to sign on with the army. After his basics, he was placed within an infantry battalion, one that was posted to fight the War on Terror. This was in 2003.
In 2006, his platoon came under fire from an enemy machine gun emplacement inside a building. Trapped across a road from the rest of his section, Sanchez took it upon himself to free the rest of his comrades from the suppression of hot lead. With only his LMG and shotgun, he charged at the building in question, daring and taunting the insurgents within to kill him. They put up a fight, but Sanchez beat them back, forcing the gunner away from his position by firing back. With his bravery and confidence under fire, it was then that Delta Force took notice. They extracted Sanchez from his unit and put him into the rigorous Delta training regime, to see if he could stand the pressure. Long story short, he could, and he became part of Delta as one of their operators.
In the two years that followed, Sanchez and his squad, codenamed Tiger, reaped a whirlwind across Taliban soil, with counter-op after counter-op that sabotaged terror operations within the Middle East that the insurgents could never counter. They gained a significant negative reputation amongst the insurgents, to a point where bin Laden himself issued a bounty on the four "Western Tigers" for whoever could kill and bag them.
In 2008, the Tigers were re-deployed to Cairo, Egypt, where a suspected terror cell had set up shop in the deserts outside the city. Their mission was to infiltrate the desert by night, locate the base and destroy it, leaving behind no witnesses. The op began smoothly, of course, and with the help of satellite imagery and GPS tracking, the Tigers were able to locate the hidden base: camoflaged underneath tarps covered in sand, hidden a ways underground. With carefully placed explosive charges and several steathy kills, the Tigers exfiltrated the base and blew it the hell up.
Of course, this attracted the attention of more insurgents who'd been stationed in another hidden base nearby as part of a counter-op, and the Tigers were subsequently pursued away from the base, away from Cairo, and into the Sahara desert. There, they stumbled upon an abandoned town, claimed a little by the shifting sands, but perfect as a defensible location to hold off their pursuers until help arrives.
This is where our story begins.
Personality: Sanchez is very up-front, gung-ho and boisterous. Most that are asked to describe him say that he laughs in the face of danger, and most times it shows. He is fiercely protective of those he calls squadmates, and more importantly friends, and will stop at nothing to ensure their safety in times of crisis, often placing himself in the line of fire to make sure they can reach safety and counterattack.
KIA
@ImportantNobody Thread is up. I just tagged you in it.
@Rilla I think it's IN. WHOOPS
@ImportantNobody *garbled English flailing goes here*
I'll get to it then. One sec!
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