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I mean lake dwelling spirits gotta have a side-hustle, right?
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@Potemking: I feel as though you may have a masochistic compulsion. I've broken many a controller over Soulsborne games.
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*Has a feeling Jones reads too many romance novels*
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Redguards are technically the Arabians of Tamriel, so wouldn't shouting "Haji" make more sense? No disrespect to my Muslim buddies out there, just sayin'.
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[2] It can also be effective in subverting the person's expectations. Take for instance Spec Ops: The Line. Looks like a boring military shooter, but is actually a grim look into the horrors of war.
This looks interesting, will these be women in black?
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Calm down lad its only been open for 14 hours, the guild isnt as fast as it was the last time you were here
I see what you did there. <.< Yeah sorry for ditching long ago friend. I had some RL issues I don't really wanna discuss. T__T I'm thinking of possibly reviving WIB honestly, but I wanna give this a go first.
I think I might join this one if there's spots open. My RP idea's kinda tanking at the moment, and I need something to stave off my boredom on...well...my off days.
Well to answer your first question, I'm 23. Second, no the plot does not involve infiltrating the sex trade. Yes I realize the characters are a bit too young for any covert operations, but for fuck sakes, this is roleplayer guild! DX Not everything has to be strictly grounded in reality! You've got twelve year olds in other RPs fighting demons and saving the world for Cthulu's sake! \>///</ Mind you, I do intend for this RP to have some dark and mature themes, just to balance out with any lighthearted humor and whatnot. Not all war is fun. Anywho, first operation the girls will go on...eh...I can't really spoil, but I will say it doesn't involve the sex trade.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hi there! ^_^ Well after a long absence due to work and some family issues (don't really wanna elaborate), I decided to come back to RP Guild, with an interesting idea. The concept is a group of four convicted women, each with diverse nationalities and backgrounds, are taken by the CIA from their respected prisons. Their deaths are faked by the agency, and they will be promised amnesty for their crimes but only on the grounds they work for the CIA. If they refuse, they will immediately be executed. The women have no choice but to agree to the harsh terms, and soon they are put together as a special operations task force codenamed: Banshee.
The Women of Task Force Banshee are:
**ACCESSING CIA DATABASE***
Name: Evelyn "Ev" Hunter Age: 29 Hair: Dark Brown Eyes: Blue Weight: 157 lbs Height: 5'6'' Blood type: B+ DOB: March 15 Nationality: American
Skills: Basic military marksmanship and hand to hand combat, excels in parkour/free-running, very athletic, has some skill in interrogation
Psychology Report: "Nothing too abnormal. Despite her brash behavior, Evelyn seems to be a perfect candidate for team leader. She is level headed, yet she seems to be hiding something. I'm suspecting some form of post traumatic stress disorder, however her military records show no signs of her suffering from such. I will look into this further." -Dr. Michael Winterbourne, CIA psychologist
Prison extracted from: Leavenworth, United States Crime(s): Treason; Killing her commanding officer; Afghanistan, 2009; Says he deserved it.
Bio: [/REDACTED]
Position: Team leader/Rifleman
***ACCESSING CIA DATABASE***
Name: Muriel "Muffy" Addington Age: 25 Hair: Blonde with black streaks Eyes: Hazel Weight: 149 lbs Height: 5'4'' Blood Type: AB- DOB: October 9 Nationality: Irish
Skills: Expert in making/diffusing explosive ordinance, has some intermediate skills in hacking, good at throwing knives and hatchets
Psychology Report: "I'm gonna be honest. Muffy scares me....ALOT. I only had her in my office for a few minutes and she was bouncing off the walls, describing how much she loved blowing things up. She's incredibly unpredictable and definitely insane. I'd rather this psychopath wrap her hands around the neck of a puppy dog than a detonator switch. Just make sure you keep an eye on her at all times. God knows what she'll end up doing if you give her too much leeway." -Dr. Michael Winterbourne, CIA psychologist
Prison extracted from: Portlaoise Prison, Ireland Crime(s): Terrorism; Bombing of Parliament; London, 2007; No reason, just thought it would be fun.
Bio: [/REDACTED]
Position: Grenadier/Explosives/Hacker
***ACCESSING CIA DATABASE***
Name: Annastasia "Anna" Udinovich Age: 18 Hair: Red Eyes: Green Weight: 137 lbs Height: 5'0'' Blood Type: B- DOB: April 13 Nationality: Russian
Skills: excels greatly in marksmanship and stealth, knows eight different languages despite not speaking any, extremely proficient in hand to hand combat, expert in torture
Psychology Report: "I was impressed by her marksmanship skills. She could easily rival legendary sniper Carlos Hathcock. However, her psychological evaluation proved less to be desired. Anna was very cold and distant at first. It took me a while to get her to open up, but when I did finally...I wish I hadn't. She's had a very traumatic and twisted childhood, one of the reasons she's in this constant mute state of hers and has a deep mistrusting of others. I can't believe a girl this young had to go through so much horror. She also suffers from severe anxiety and depression, possibly suicidal. My recommendation is she does not go out into the field, but Miss Valentine will probably say otherwise." -Dr. Michael Winterbourne, CIA psychologist
Prison extracted from: Gulag 119, Siberia Crime(s): Murder; Assassination of President Vladimir Borshevsky; Moscow, 2012; Claims she didn't do it.
Skills: Considerable skills in various firearms and close quarters combat, a licensed pilot of both planes and helicopters, proficient also in parkour/free-running
Psychology Report: "Trying to evaluate Max was like trying to be friends with a grizzly bear. You can be sincere all you want, but in the end, she'll rip your face off. What I could discern though after security dragged her out of my office is Maxine is very competitive and doesn't like to be shown up by anyone. She always wants to be at the forefront and tries to assert her dominance over others. She craves absolute power and will stop at nothing to get it. Also, she has a deep seated hatred for Evelyn, apparently for her being appointed as team leader. My suggestion, make sure you keep those two separate. It will be like throwing a lit match into a barrel of gasoline if you team them up." -Dr. Michael Winterbourne, CIA psychologist
Prison extracted from: Centro Federal de Readaptación Social Número 1 "Altiplano", Mexico Crime(s): Murder; Drug Trafficking; Racketeering; Terrorism; Illegal Narcotic Possession; Kidnapping; Human Trafficking; Ties to a notorious Mexican drug cartel
Bio: [/REDACTED]
Position: Support Gunner/Pilot
They will be sent to different locales around the world, conducting clandestine operations for the CIA and the US Government, meanwhile learning to work as a team and overcome their differences. There's bound to be alot of intense action, along with some humor and possibly some romance. Not to mention possibly a couple of branching story lines divulging upon the women's hidden pasts. Anywho that's my idea. Interested? ^___^
Melanie awoke with a stir, mumbling to herself incoherently as her eyes peeled open softly to the blinding white of the sun in her face. Her iPod had stopped playing, yet the earbuds remained firmly in place. She yawned with a soft exhale, stretching and moving her neck a little to get out the stiffness of it all, but suddenly her eyes shot open. "Shit!" She whimpered rising to her feet and dusting off her skinny jeans. She didn't even bother to pick up her empty bottle of tea or her sandwich wrapper. If anything the wind would take care of that. Pumping her arms, Melanie sprinted across the school lawn, cursing herself more and more with disdainful mutters. Why? Why did she have to fall asleep again? She couldn't even remember what she dreamed.
But wait....
Yet again another thing. She got herself worked up over nothing. No one was leaving as it seemed, so it was still lunch time.
Melanie sighed, thinking about how much of an idiot she probably looked like, her cheeks burning a painful shade of fuchsia. There was a peculiar sound that caught her ear however, the telltale plucking of metal strings reverberating towards her ears, then...a voice. Melanie, she swore it was the song of a siren, beautiful, enchanting, much like her favorite female vocalists. And just as a siren, the song seemed to be lulling her to the direction of the songstress, and there Melanie's eyes beheld her. Oh wow....she's...pretty... Melanie mused listening to the girl sing, hanging onto every note, every lyric. She enjoyed hearing people sing, mostly because everyone's voices sounded so much better compared to hers. But this girl, she was unlike anything Melanie ever heard.
She could just sit there for days and listen to her...gracefully plucking the strings of her guitar and singing with that oh so captivating voice.