Jeep Wrangler

Operation: Eclipse - Global Conflict [Cancelled]

Not gonna lie...Wasn't the best post, but oh well. It's just to label where the starting point'll be. You can start if you wish to as well, as long as you have the character.

Operation: Eclipse - Global Conflict [Cancelled]

Frank Mitchell

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Everything started to come back to him. The blurriness was beginning to fade away. A sound of wind breezing through gaps of concrete was the only sound as of right now. He couldn't make out the rest, for that second where he begun to wake up. That and his own breath in his ears. It was all faint still, much like his vision was. There was little light from what he could tell. If anything, he thought he was dead...Where was he?

Frank tried to recollect everything. Everything that had happened up to now...He joined the Army? No...Too far back. It was today, today that it happened. Or was it yesterday? Did he even hold any signs of life to have the capability to judge the measurement of time? The visions flashed in his mind as a blurry image again. He could see them. The team. The French Operators who were with them...Sous Lieutenant something...Raio, that was it. Sous Lieutenant Raio. He lead this task. But what was the task? He thought harder, remembering the third party terror group here. They had an explosive...The W.T.O. showed up...The explosive went off.

He remembered seeing the building crumble around him. High up in the tower, there was little to do to prevent what had happened. It tilted, causing multiple friends and foes to topple out the sides. The world seemed to have shaken around him, stirring panic and confusion as those who were unaware were now aware. He remembered the second office complex colliding with the one he was within, and seeing concrete merge into one. Something had fallen on him on the way down, hadn't it? Or had he been stabbed with debris?

The vision began to clear up. Frank could make out a flash as it cleared. Through a crack, he could hear the sounds of an electrical wire, hinting towards the colossal destruction they had faced. Eyes of his weary head darted around slowly, looking around to recollect his bearings. There was only concrete and metal around him. A few passages and openings, but nothing else. His hearing began to return to himself as a distant voice came from his head. It grew louder, and clearer, as the ringing paced itself down.

"Hotel Charlie One...Hotel Charlie One...This is Golf Whiskey Four, do you or any of your team respond or hear this message, over?" It was a familiar name, Hotel Charlie One...Of course, Raio. He was quite infamous as a French officer, and provided a lot of combat experience and skill to assist in the French Side of the War. Frank felt his hand slip down onto where his radio was. He lifted it from the locked position, only to see a cracked screen and disfigured buttons. His radio was broken...But where the sound was coming from was still unknown. That was until he looked to his left.

A torso, arms, head and hands, poked out from underneath rubble. A woman, who looked young and fresh. She wore the M.D.F. path, alongside a French Flag. A dried stain of blood laid around her, as her radio only showed static. Frank, still almost mindless to his actions, looked to her more. Moving a hand, he shook the body. No response. Yet, with that being enough to prove she may be no more, he continued to shake her shoulder. His face looked blank, blunt with a few cuts and scraped across it. After two minutes, there was no response. Frank lifted his head, and flopped it to his right.

There, his rifle sat. It had no magazine, but it was there nonetheless. Looking down to his leg, he saw the holstered pistol. The handgun still looked loaded, even from the simple sight of the handle. It was time to get moving, from what he could tell. Lifting his head up, he attempted to move, only to yell out in pain.

"Gah! Piss!" He forgot to remain incognito, but that was out of the question to him. He continued trying to move, over and over. No progress was made. He could move his leg, but it was simply sore, or in pain. It didn't look broken, nor did it feel broken. The more he tried, he could feel it getting stronger. Yet it was still not enough. Upon his frustrating shuffles, he saw his wrist. A military watch read the time...4:31am. He'd been sat here for two hours? It began to frustrate him...Why was this debris so quiet? Where was everyone, besides this one dead acquaintance beside him. Someone who he had worked with only two hours before. Was everyone dead? Some of him hoped so, the other didn't. If so, the W.T.O. would not have the survivors to take him in this slightly injured state...But he didn't like being alone...Not out in No Man's land.

With that thought dug deep into his mind like the shrapnel-like concrete into the woman's back beside him...He pulled himself to a sitting position, and continued to make small amounts of grunting and mumbling. He wanted to get up. He needed to get out. Before anyone, or anything, was to find him.

Operation: Eclipse - Global Conflict [Cancelled]

@TheWildBunnii@jordy0403If it is but minded, I'll make a first post, possibly, soon. It won't go too far, but it'll at least give us a starting point.

Operation: Eclipse - Global Conflict [Cancelled]

I'll have my second character made into a sheet, but the chances of them showing up until later into the story are high

Humans VS. Magic-Users (Ch.1:Beginnings)

Still awaiting for one more person to post. May have to post soon anyways, just to keep the RP going.

Also, wanted to make sure you all know i didn't vanish, or lose interest. ^_^

@Jin Of Mana

I'm still interested, just busy.

Operation: Eclipse - Global Conflict [Cancelled]

Done. Hope all is well with the skeleton?

Raquel Luciana Alfonso-Guerra

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Nickname
'Black Beauty'- In most of her units, she has been considered to be more attractive than the other women. Black hair and pretty face, it was not long before it circled around and it struck.

Gender
Female

Age
23

Nationality
Cuban-Spanish

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Affiliation
World Treaty Organization

Detachment
The Cuban Revolutionary Armed Forces - 84th Infantry Division

Rank
Soldado de Primera (Private First Class)

Callsign
R-2-G [Romeo - Two - Golf]

Infantry Role
Combat medic

Years of Service
4 Years

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Personality
Some are born leaders, but Raquel isn’t one of them. She was always entirely content to follow the pack. In school reports, teachers suggested that she was perhaps weak-willed, appearing to simply follow orders without question. The trouble was that her gentleness was confused with weakness: in actuality, she was a confident young woman. She followed because she saw no problem with it. Raquel is normally very calm and laid back. She can get pretty much lose herself. As, though she no longer has control of her movements.

Raquel very self-efficient, practically taking care of herself most of her life. She is very proud and doesn’t like being handed things. Raquel is the type of person that likes to earn the things she has. Raquel can be very bitter at times when pressured about her life.

Appearance
Her eyes are a fascinating shade of dark turquoise beauty, with naturally black straight hair that falls short to her jaws. Her pale rose-gold complexion, and a beautiful heart-shaped face. Standing at just 5’1, slightly below-average height for a woman and on the petite side in build which she often uses to her advantage.

Raquel is your typical girly-girl, knowledgeable of the latest fashion and trends. However, since she has been listed her style has been cut to the light green WTO’s digital camouflage pattern combat uniform. The light green jacket displays her name, private insignia, and the common shoulder patches, as well as recognition such as the Cuban flag patch.

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Background
Raquel grew up with her father, in Havana after her mother had passed away when she was four. Too young to really remember more than just vague memories, blurred pieces that felt more like dreams than anything else, Raquel didn’t suffer the same kind of loss her father did. But Andres had quickly become her hero, and she, his. As a young girl she spent many afternoons keeping him company at his diner, where she’d talk to the regulars about the small town gossip and he’d pretend to help her with her homework—and she’d pretend that she needed it for the sake of making him smile.

They hadn’t had a lot of money, and the money that they did have was sitting collecting interest in an account Andres had set up for his daughter after his wife died. Her mother, as a doctor, had been the one who’d made the majority of the household income and her savings had been left to him when she passed away. But Andres made the choice for his daughter to live a quiet, more humble lives. Her childhood and youth, so that she could have more opportunity later. So growing up, Raquel lived modestly, but happily. She learned to value what she had, never to be concerned about materialism, labels or wealth, because these things didn’t mark the measure of a person. Integrity did, honestly did, love did.

Raquel didn’t know about the account she would have claim once she turned nineteen, and her father didn’t tell her about it until a few weeks after she started year twelve. Raquel had dreams of being a dancer and the classes her father had put her in when she was six had stuck with her, becoming the beginning of a passion she’d carry with her through her teenage years. Once colleges became a thing of hesitantly frequent discussion, since Raquel didn’t want her father to feel guilty about the limitations their finances would present, Andres surprised her one night with a nice dinner, a celebratory cake, and the good news.

Raquel attended the Escuelas Nacionales de Arte where she planned to get her BA. She was to become a professional dancer and spent next few years doing ballets all around the Cuba.

However, due to the size of the Cuban population and the country's economic resources, united with the real possibility of having to face military aggression from the only world superpower, have necessitated that solutions be sought that put all existing potential at the service of national defense. And so, Raul Castro President and Military Leader passed the Conscription; all people of 18 and 35 must complete a compulsory service. For men five years, eight months and five years for women. Raquel’s heart broke when she had to place her arts on hold and join thousands of teens to camp.

The military service constitutes as one of the main ways that allowed Cuban citizens of both sexes to fulfill the honorable duty of serving their homeland with weapons. In her weeks of training, Raquel excel in major aspects of her classes. She scored the second highest in Tactical Combat Casualty Care.

Her father had never been more proud of her when she marched with her peers at graduation. He was her number one fan, her biggest supporter as always.

He was also her gravest loss the day war rose.

Cuba was called to action to assist its allies, over thirty thousand troops was deployed and among them Raquel. Cuba's primary mission, of course, is to defend its interests.

Military Involvement
City Jobs
Patrolling Cuba's capital city; Havana, and Leaders.
Executions; firing squad.

Missions
Operación: Zorro
Operación: Libre
Rescuing hostages from Cuba Rebels
Operación: Fénix

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Character Theme

@TheWildBunnii

I love that! Brilliant! Slap that in the Character Tab.

Also how do you plan on the movement from the W.T.O/The other way around? Need an injured character to heal?

Operation: Eclipse - Global Conflict [Cancelled]

@LetMeDoStuff
Just a question, with the New Zealand Rebels, are they a part of the New Zealand Military that took the M.D.F side, or are they just an organised 'civilian' group that rose up against the W.T.O?

@jordy0403

They are a bit of both. Some Ex military, but mostly guerrilla soldiers. I'd go with the latter.

Operation: Eclipse - Global Conflict [Cancelled]

@jordy0403Just to make it easier.

Operation: Eclipse - Global Conflict [Cancelled]

@LetMeDoStuff Just one more final and I will be done. I already have half done. However, thank you so much for being understanding.

@TheWildBunnii

Anytime! Good luck with 'em though

Operation: Eclipse - Military/Survival Based Roleplay

@jordy0403I don't see why not. The ooc has been made, just find it in the Casual section!