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Ximena Huang

She did just what she promised, banking away from the rest of the flight to nestle herself high above in the cloud cover. She was lucky that there was any, the remnants of some distant rainstorm having been blown into the Mediterranean but not yet burned away by the incessant rays of the sun.

Good. Everything was in her favor. Assuming she shut up and flew cold Ximena was nigh-invisible to radar, and with her paint scheme she'd be damn hard to spot by the naked eye. By the time anyone realized she existed she would have already sent two thousand pounds of explosive hurtling down at their stupid radar installations.

"Easy does it now, sit right there you little bastards." she murmured, the words heard only by her and the passing clouds. She could see them now, the Soviet workhorse radar and a battery of HAWKs attached to a command trailer. Nice. Cozy. Probably had air conditioner, or at least a water cooler.

"Get nice and comfy, that's right. Pinches ratas culeras, sit in your fucking hole."

She had their coordinates punched in, the P19 first on the chopping block. Ximena hovered a finger over the button, plane cruising slow and steady so she could enjoy the moment. She had never been able to shake the rush she got from having such absolute control, the ability to summon death from on high at will. It was the sort of strength kings used to pray for, destructive ability so overwhelming that men made sacrifices to summon it against their enemies.

She loved this shit.

"Missile away! Bàibài nǎocán!"

She squawked it for everyone to hear, cackling with glee at the rushing whumph of the launch and the split-second delay before impact. The blast ripped apart the antenna, turning a complicated piece of machinery into so much shrapnel. Ximena could see squirters scrambling for cover, a Shilka trundling to life in hopes of catching the attacker. She was out of cover and revealed with no time to hide, no chance to lazily sail around gathering coordinates for a second strike.

Fuck it. Follow the checklist: Balls to the wall, dip the stick forward and crank the throttle, scream down towards the sleepy Italian island at impossible speeds as her body complained at being subjected to sudden extremes in gravity. Take half an instant to marvel at the insanity of her job before pulling up a hundred meters before impact. Hurtle across Lampedusa faster than any creature could dream of, following the curve of the island to buy herself time to line up a shot. See the trailer, pull the trigger, trail a line of twenty-millimeter cannon shot over the ground, burst by burst, until the gun was nearly empty and the command post was blown apart from the inside out. Report a job well done, and bail.


"Radar down, HAWK's dead! Rising before someone gets a shot in at me."

Next step, tilt the nose up and wipe away some of the blood now dripping from infected eye sockets. Grin madly, drunk on power, and pray for some fucking MiG to try and crawl up her ass so she could rip it to pieces.
Okay, here's my character at last


Looks good, welcome to the show Hippo
Updated. Ran via Google docs. If that's misedd anything, then tech issues...


Much better, thank you. Feel free to put him in the characters tab
Alright done! Hope you enjoy my medic.



Looks good, Omen's an interesting, well, omen for the group. The cop on the team might be keeping a close eye on her
I had a message all typed up about neither the Spectre or the Glock 17 being in .45 but I was completely wrong, learn something new every day lol

CS.



So, a few things. First, please copy the template provided for the sake of neatness and uniformity. Second, guns and other explicitly military gear would not be his own but would be provided by Daytrip (and as far as I know, 9x39 is inherently subsonic so you wouldn't need to be custom loading ammo there)

The more pressing issue is grammar. I don't need everything to be perfect, in fact I'm almost certain I've missed typos somewhere in the OOC. However, I do need you to run through this again for basic spellchecking and sentence structure. This is partly to make it easier on me as I read it and partly because I'll be keeping the same standard for the RP proper.


Operation Daytrip


In the aftermath of the Heavenfall, some of the players changed but the game stayed the same. There's always some threat to the balance of power, some despot or warlord that needs to be removed for the good of the people and the stability of the region. When open warfare isn't an option, those in charge turn to dangerous people experienced in quick, quiet, and overall efficient operations.

You've been selected as one of them on the strength of your military service, your career in intelligence, or your time spent in law enforcement. You've been vetted as trustworthy and capable of keeping your mouth shut, and if all goes well you'll be recieving a healthy bonus for your retirement fund. If it goes poorly, well-

you won't have to worry about it for long. Welcome to Daytrip.











OOC


This RP is set in @Rhona W's Heavenfall setting, an alternate history where the Cold War continued up through the 90s before the world was hit by multiple meteorites causing immense destruction and the reshaping of the geopolitical landscape. You can read through the primer he wrote Here, but the key information is the section on the New United Nations. You'll be playing as a member of an elite secret task force put together by the N/UN for the purpose of removing an unfriendly dictator from power in a covert operation. Your character does not have to be from the N/UN or a friendly nation (having a wide variety of nationalities on the team makes it easier to disavow) but you have some sort of elite military, intelligence, or law enforcement experience and are considered trustworthy. There is no space on the team for people who have only worked as mercenaries or are unable to function as part of a unit, every part of the whole needs to be rock solid.

The tone will be largely serious and sometimes dark, but with room for levity. I don't intend for it to be nonstop action, there'll be periods of downtime for character interaction and whatnot. This story is largely unrelated to the Heavenfall RPs already ongoing, although there may be some references here and there.









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They were in the process of phasing them out in favor of the Leopard 2A6 since the early 2000s. OEF started in 2001 in response to the attack on the world trade center, also I'm not entirely sure if extending the Soviet-Union's cold-war dominion over Afghanistan would've done more than buy a few more years before something similar would've occurred anyways.

OTOH, Canada only had like... 50 working tanks by 2006, compared to the massive stockpile Belgium was apparently sitting on until 2023.


Right, but that was in a world where the threat of war with the Soviet Union no longer existed. In Heavenfall as far as anyone knew war with the Eastern Bloc was on the horizon, and in fact NATO and the Soviets literally shot at each other in the Gulf War. It doesn't really make sense for Canada to be writing off huge portions of its tank stockpile like that in that context. Mothball them in favor of the 2A sure, but just selling or scrapping them would be hugely imprudent.

There also just isn't a GWOT or 9/11 canonically.

Author's Note: This is the first major point of divergence. The most notable thing is that the Berlin Wall did not come down, and of course; the Soviet Union did not break apart. This results in a very different 1990s in some ways, but with many of the same events, just playing out differently in some ways. This provides a fertile background for characters old enough to have gained experience in direct combat, or have relatives who would have done the same. It also lays the foundations for the post-Heavenfall period. Notably 9/11 did not happen, and there was, as a result, no second Gulf War or war in Afghanistan.
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Speaking of which, I'm surprised you didn't choose the Canadian C2 Leopard (A Leopard 1A5 with MEXAS), as Canada was in the middle of divesting themselves of their Leopard 1 fleet after OEF/GWOT was winding down.


Enduring Freedom didn’t even start in Heavenfall, Afghanistan was Soviet-run until the catastrophe. Makes sense to me that a German tanker would thus have a German-origin tank as opposed to a Canadian one, as the state of the world in an ongoing Cold War means Canada probably wasn’t going to scrap its old tanks en masse.
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