OfWindAndRain

S-SWAT: Doorkicking, Demons and Drug Busts

@Lady Selune
Ballistic glass shield.

And the M1911 because 'MURICA. And cause the M1911 is the bestest.

S-SWAT: Doorkicking, Demons and Drug Busts

My CS, ready to be reviewed.

And I do acknowledge that technically, the HK417 could be considered a marksman rifle, but for the use of this operator, it really isn't. I wanted at least one weapon that had a round size larger than 5.56mm. The HK417 13' is the shortest/most compact of the three options (the last definitely being a DMR) with the intent to use as a go-between for a DMR and an carbine.

And besides, any soldier worth their salt should easily be able to handle a marksman rifle as well as a carbine or rifle.

William Carpenter

[William Carpenter]

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[30] [CALLSIGN: PEGASUS] [MALE]

Default expression: Focused, distant. Intelligent, sharp, of average build. (6' 1", 183lbs.)

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General Appearance:
Multiple miscellaneous scars across his body- three gunshot wounds of different ages in his lower torso, one hand scarred from repeated knife lacerations, worn hands, the works. Has a USMC insignia tattooed on his right shoulder, and the MARSOC insignia tattooed on the left.

Psych Evaluation:
Loyalty, Patriotism, Protectiveness. Carpenter is willing to go to great lengths to ensure the peace and prosperity of his own, and of the citizens of the United States. He truly believes in being a warrior for the greater good of humanity's greatest nation, the USA, and fought the fight overseas. After the supernatural began to crop up, he chose not to re-enlist, and instead signed up for the nearest SSWAT unit to his budding family at home.

History:
Grew up going to school, earned slightly above average marks on all fields, until about high school. Grades began to slip as he spent more time playing sports and working out. Shortly after graduating high school, he enlisted in the Marines. He served in Europe and Japan for the first four years of his enlistment before dropping out for two years. After that, he re-enlisted for another eight years.

Twelve years after enlisting in the Marines for the first time, he left the Marine life behind entirely to join a newly formed SSWAT unit based near his New Hampshire small-town where his younger brother and sister were both raising a family at.

Assault-class triple-threat

[ASSAULT]

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Loadout 1: Standard

Primary:
M416 + V-Foregrip, Holosight, Compensator, Quickdraw magazines
Ammunition:
Standard 5.56mm
Secondary:
M1911 + suppressor
Ammunition:
Split between RIP .45 and subsonic .45 for stealthiness
Specialist Equipment: Breaching charges
Gadget Item: Flashbangs

Loadout 2: High-Impact

Primary:
Vector .45 SMG + V-Foregrip, Holosight, Compensator, Extended Quickdraw Magazines (25-round)
Ammunition:
Primarily RIP rounds, Incendiary .45
Secondary:
M1911 + suppressor
Ammunition:
Subsonic .45 rounds for maximum stealthiness
Specialist Equipment: Breaching charges
Gadget 2: Flashbangs

Loadout 2: Firepower

Primary:
HK417 13' + Extended Quickdraw Magazine + 2.5x ACOG + Compensator
Ammunition:
7.62mm variants of whatever recommended for mission
Secondary:
M1911 + suppressor
Ammunition:
Subsonic .45 rounds for maximum stealthiness
Specialist Equipment: Rifle Shield
Gadget 2: Nonlethal frag grenades

S-SWAT: Doorkicking, Demons and Drug Busts

@Lady Selune
Anything like a K9 unit? Using dogs (or the like) to sniff out the supernatural?

S-SWAT- Doorkicking, Demons and Drugs Busts

I'm gonna be lurking over here, might join, might not.

@BCTheEntity
YOU LOOK LIKE A STAARFRUIT

Pilots Wanted! A Titanfall RP

@Foster
Yeah, see, the way everything was paced and the way no one explained what anything was or where or what we were doing really threw me off, so I'm being super vague about everything because I honestly have no clue where everyone is, or what we're actually doing other than shooting IMC and more or less moving in a direction.

Pilots Wanted! A Titanfall RP

Savannah only watched, more or less helplessly, as Alms was engaged. Her weapon didn't have the accuracy to spit rounds over five hundred meters at melee-interlocked hostile/friendlies and not hit the wrong person. The custom light titan grappled with its superior, only coming out due to the IMC's pilot abandoning ship and trying to use it as a sticky bomb.

What the fuck ever, the IMC were so fucking stupid, she thought to herself, they're just going to bleed themselves dry throwing away equipment and buying out useless mercenaries. Shrugging to herself- to be perfectly honest, Alms was well out of reach and overextended so that was his bad- she turned her focus back to the nearest enemy, a Tone that was attempting to push up to a closer position to get the angle on her.

She hosed it down as it dashed between cover, slowing it and forcing its pilot to deploy its shield and return fire. Given its new position in the open, the incoming fire shifted towards it, helping Savannah push the Titan into a critical state. With a pause, the top of it blew open, ejecting its pilot. Tracking the slight blur of invisibility, she waited for the pilot to fall... towards her. It seemed the IMC pilot wanted to tangle, try and get that pilot advantage on her.

She timed it just right, and the nondescript Tone pilot splattered from Savvy's titan punch. Nothing was left but bits and pieces, dust and blood-mist, lightly coating her already-red Titan. She returned her grip to her Predator, and let it cool down a moment before leaning out of cover to fire on more targets.

Can't cover you, Alms, when you're too far away grappling the most dangerous Titan on the ground, she thought to himself. This wasn't Grunt combat, this was Titans and Pilots. If he was gonna get locked down in the fastest and most agile mech on the ground, then he deserved to get blown up- even she could clear a nuke before it detonated, easy. Snorting to herself, Savannah returned fire at the progressively fewer IMC Titans, locking down an entire flank with her Predator Cannon firing out of cover. It seemed no one was willing to get close to her again- She saw a Ronin at one point, beginning to move to flank her, before she got a long enough look for the both of them to recognize the other- and he skedaddled away, that Ronin didn't want anything of a Legion carrying a Ronin Prime sword. Moderately damaged and with multiple kills under her belt- the IMC was falling apart.

Christmas Gift Game

A likable character that doesn't die

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i would give you a christmas present of a 500 dollar walmart gift card so you can go get what u want

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a pet mouse

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a flashlight!