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9 yrs ago
Current Getting new RP ideas is agonizing when you realize you need to shelf them until you're less busy.
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9 yrs ago
The Owls are not what they seem... roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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9 yrs ago
Oh hey now, I just passed 1000 posts. Good god.
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9 yrs ago
Exams are done, Thesis is done, alright let's get back into this 'RP' thing, huh?
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9 yrs ago
Thesis is finally complete, now to curl up and die (but probably rp a bit first)

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@AbandonedIntel Sorry for the brief post, out and about, but figured i'd get one in :)
Marcus Williams


Location: Near Markada, Northeastern Syria
Interacting With: Daran and Tara @AbandonedIntel


Marcus chuckled softly as Daran praised his actions, moving along toward the trucks as he kept his weapon held ready in his hands, climbing up into the back of the truck as Tara gestured for him to do so. Settling down behind the cover of the truck bed, he shifted the barrel of his rifle to rest on the edge, stabilizing it so he could fire as they were moving if it was needed. He smirked at Tara's comment and nodded slowly. "Yes we are, Tara, yes we are."

Marcus appreciated where he was, right at the spearhead of the diversion, where the most of the fighting would be. He longed for a good fight and he knew here was where he was going to get it. He brought his hand up to his ear to key into his radio, checking in with the other Coalition forces again and letting them know the attack was about to start, after he got some confirmation, he gave Tara and Daran a nod to let them know all was going well enough. Though, the explosion which came shortly afterward would've been indication enough to the coalition troops.

Marcus ducked his head somewhat, but otherwise had little reaction to the explosion, he was used to them at this point, though he'd prefer if that was the closest they got. He watched Daran as he explained the plan, nodding and pulling his designator from his vest, waiting for the trucks to stop as he rolled off and crouched beside one, bullets slamming into the ground around him and the truck as he shifted just slightly out of cover, searching for any targets of interest. He found them soon enough, machine gun nests, mortar pits, he started to focus on the artillery, keeping the laser set on them as he waited for the fireworks.
@AbandonedIntel Going to get some sleep for now, but I'll be back in a few hours :)
Marcus Williams


Location: Near Markada, Northeastern Syria
Interacting With: Daran and Tara @AbandonedIntel


Watching Tara as she moved off, and the troops as they began to muster and ready, Marcus was once again reminded of his regret for not having learned any of their language before arriving to work with them, it just felt odd to have so much go over his head. Glancing back toward Daran as he spoke. He glanced momentarily between Daran and himself, the two were almost opposites in terms of their equipment, and it wasn't just him, as Marcus looked over the others he nodded, he couldn't help but agree with the man, the YPG were terribly unequipped. "Unfortunately, I can't do a lot about that." He sighed, shrugging as he watched Tara come back toward them.

Marcus couldn't help but chuckle at her query, adjusting his weapon in his grip as he nodded. "Ready as i'll ever be." He explained as he settled the stock of his rifle against his upper arm, ready to shift it further up to his shoulder when they actually got into combat. As the unit began to move, Marcus moved with Daran and Tara, listening to the idle radio chatter of the coalition forces as they prepared and got ready, there wasn't a great deal of chatter yet, just people checking in and saying they were all ready, he figured it'd all kick off soon enough though.

Marcus let Daran take the lead most of the time, he was there to help, and if Daran needed something done he or the rest of their group couldn't, he'd deal with it, but Daran was a better leader, and the YPG trusted him far more, he'd earned their respect, something Marcus was still working on. And after all, this was their plan.

Marcus Williams


Location: Near Markada, Northeastern Syria
Interacting With: Daran and Tara @AbandonedIntel


Marcus stuck out like a sore thumb among the YPG fighters, whereas their own equipment was varied, he was kitted out in the best operator's equipment the US Navy SEALs had on offer. He'd made a brief scouting run of the village, more so he had something to do more than anything else. Marcus hated the calm before a storm, he never could stand to sit still and wait before a fight, he felt like he always had to be doing something. Returning to the group he was with, Marcus made his way up toward Daran and Tara, tapping the trigger guard of his weapon with his finger as he scratched under the chin strap of his helmet.

"Nothing's changed in the village, so I don't think they've caught wise to the plan, or anything." He commented idly as he looked between the two. He'd been with them for a while now, long enough to get acquainted, but he still wasn't sure how much they trusted him, or even appreciated him being there. Marcus was content to be working with them, and he respected the 32nd and its leaders, Daran and Tara were both excellent fighters and leaders. Though still, Marcus couldn't help but feel a little out of place, after all, he was still essentially there just to be their more specialized killer, though that was putting it bluntly.

Marcus glanced down to the other fighters they were with, reaching up to scratch at the thin beard which had been growing on his face, he hadn't had time to shave for a while, he hadn't really had time for much at all. Marcus had been working constantly since he arrived to work with the 32nd, he did day patrols, night ops, even sentry duty, since he'd gotten there he'd tried to take up as much work as he could to try and relieve some of the 32nd, but it meant he'd had little time to relax, or even sleep. He wasn't concerned about falling asleep, but in this brief calm before combat, it always started to get to him as he rubbed his eyes.
@AbandonedIntel

Went to the effort of putting up a Pre-Augmentation CS, not much different, just a few edits if you feel like taking a gander :)
@AbandonedIntel

They look great, keen to get going!
@AbandonedIntel

All good friend, I was right about to head to work anyway :P

Sounds like a good idea to me, did you want to start us off and set the scene, or should I?


Those both sound like good ways to start, I feel like we could work out a few things depending on what way we do start.

I'd say if we start during a firefight, we could say that Marcus might be alone, maybe those he was working with didn't have the best luck, whereas if we start when he's sent in, and maybe with some other spec ops personnel. Seeing he isn't augmented at this point, it'd make sense for him to be with some others.

For me I suppose it comes down to how many NPCs we want to have in the rp, I don't mind playing a few, so i'll leave that up to you :)
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