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 Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 5:17 pm
Plot:
An orginization, unknow to the public eye, has made a grave mistake. While transferring thier newest prototype for a genetically altered soldier otherwise known as project Bio Terror, the subjects had escaped during a routing feeding.
All they left behind were bones.
In response to the news, a special task force, code name Omega, Has been created to take care of the Bio Terrors and make sure the world never gets to know thier secret.
Who is responsible for these Bio Terrors?
Will the world find out about this horrible experiment?
And will Task Force Omega accomplish thier mission?
Well... That's up to you to decide.
Profile:
Name:
Age: (Keep it sensible this is the real world)
Appearance:
Weapons: (No swords please)
Personality: (Optional)
Mini-bio: (Optional
Also. Currently im looking for Team members only. I would like the creatures to be played by all so that we can have the most freedom here. as it comes I may ask for others.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 5:18 pm
Rules:
Follow the guilds rules and well I'll be happy. but please dont use * or other such symbols to denote actions.
Oh and please send your profile to me via PM or to the OOC thread. It just makes things neater that way. It's also Neater as well. (Lol at bad word play)
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 5:19 pm
Characters: wentz Name: General Leon Carson Age: 33 Sex: Male Weapons: Single 45. caliber Magnum with an attachment scope for precision shooting. A semi-automatic rifle, also with scope lay attached on his back for long distance silent take downs. Also extra rounds of ammo stay inside his vest. Finally a combat Knife hides itself in his right ankle strap. Apperance: Short black spiked hair, with dark blue eyes. Eyes that hold the icy stare of a killer. Special custom military armor. Durable yet light for quick movement. Black Military Cargo pants which also have pouches for holding extra ammo or anything else that needs to be carried. Personality: Harsh, does whatever it takes to complete his objective. Has been renowned for being the only man with better accuracy with a magnum then a handgun. Mini-Bio: Leon, joined the Military only 7 days after graduating from highschool. He gave no one any word that he was going he just left. On his first outing in the military field he watched 3 of his 4 team mates die in a hostile terrorist firefight, Due to there screw up 7 innocent people died. From that die on Leon has never left a man behind and has never let a innocent person die at the hands of enemy. J-Machine Name: Felix Laurant Age: 30 Apperance: Short copper hair with a skinny but somewhat toned build. He also sports a pair of small, fashionable glasses and wears a labcoat over his normal clothes which consists of new bluejeans and a dark green sweater. Weapons: He has a pistol that was given to him but has never used one before. Mini-bio: Grew up in a small town only to leave to become a top geneticist. His only friends as a boy left shortly after highschool to be in the millitary. He is responsible for creating the Bio- terrors and was put on the team for that sole reason. He is the only member to not have any training whatsoever. tubatitan88 Name: Gunnery Sergeant Robert Smith Age: 36 Appearance: At six foot two Robert is a tall man and broad of shoulders. Priding himself in staying in shape he has a very atheletic build. A flatop accents his slighty graying dark brown hair. Numerous scars can be seen on his body from various surgical and combat wounds. Is seen typically wearing a set of digital jungle BDUs. Always carries a side arm and a canteen on his belt. Weapons: An expert marksman, Robert perfers the use of the MP-5 for CQBs (close quarters battle) where as he finds the M-16A2 to be a superior weapon at distance. He typically carries both when in the field along with a 1911 .45 caliber pistol. his last weapon is a combat knife that is always strapped to the should strap of his alice pack. Mini-Profile: Robert joined the marine corps straight out of high school and soon became a Recon Marine. Serving in every theater of War the US has been in, and a few they weren't, for the last 16 years Robert has seen more than his share of death. With a never give up, never fail attitude robert was a obvious choice for this assignment.
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Posted: Sun Oct 22, 2006 5:20 pm
Previously on Task Force Omega or what happened while I was away?
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 5:03 pm
The air whispered gently in his ear as Felix made it to the rendevous point. It would be interesting to command a group of elite soldiers, especially since he had no prior experience in the military.
This should prove interesting.
Looking around it seemed no one had made it yet so Felix patiently waits. Nothing was told to him about how many people would be joining but surely it would be at least five. He was also reassured that nobody would approach him without sufficient identification. If not, he would be allowed to open fire.
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 5:20 pm
The man could hardly be seen. With his full combat load on he waited beneath the brush on the side of the trail at the rendevous point. hearing someone coming up the trial he slid his M-16A@ into firing position. He wasn't sure what this mission was about but he wasn't taking any chances whatsoever. He hadn't survived this long by taking chances. Soon the sounds produced a figure, A man in a lab coat...great...a civvy.
The Gunny looked down at the man in the lap coat with some obvious disdain. His commanding officer told him he would be working with some of the best. The man he saw walk up to the meeting point showed no situational awareness what so ever. The marine figured the man would be dead five times over were he an enemy.
Pushing the safe back on his rifle he slung it over his back and began to crawl out of the bush he had hid in. As he stood he saw that the man was armed with a pistol. Knowing that professionals are predictable and the world was full of dangerous amatuers the Gunny pulled out his identification card as well as his orders. Slowly approaching he adressed the man.
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 5:45 pm
Felix did not move an inch as he looked around. Soon, as if from out of nowhere, another man dressed in full combat gear, walked upto him with papers. Relizing this had to be one of his, Felix looked over the man and took the papers.
"Hmm..." It was a member of the TFO alright. "Alright Robert, Once the others get here I will debrief everyone on our mission. In the meantime you can watch for anything suspicious." His first official order! Fleix was grinning widely at his ability to boss a man around. A man of the Navy to boot.
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 5:54 pm
Gawking at the mans joy in giving commands the gunny stalked off. A man of the navy!! Bah. A department of the navy .....the MENS department that is. Stalking into the brush he slowly began to pace the perimeter of the rendevous point thinking up ways to make the man felix soil himself and laughing inside.
The man was definately going to be a liability in the mission. He was probaly going to get the team in trouble. Damn it was going to be tough.
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 5:59 pm
Felix looked to the gun he had in his hands. He wasn't sure what kind it was but he was told it was very powerfull. The scope ontop made it feel like he was enrolled in some secret agent service. Well this was a secret to the world.
He turned on the scope to see how long it could point. Soon a red lazer made a line that seemed to go forever. Pointing the gun around he imagined himself bieng attacked by the creatures, picking them off one by one.
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 7:13 pm
Pacing through the brush Gunny was trying to pick up on any enemies that may be approaching or any other threats to the mission. He had been on missions in every conceivable terrain. Jungles, deserts, mountains, urban, even a few underwater forays. He was used to this kind of thing. But there was something different about the feel of this one. It was too secret, why were they only pulling single members from teams? The Special Forces community is a small one and rumor was that only a very select few SF combat veterans were being pulled in.
All these thoughts went to smoke when the gunny saw the red laser moving through the brush. He instantly went into a combat stance his ayes searching for the source of the beam through the sites on his rifle. CLosing on the source he saw that it was Felix. Coming out of the bush the gunny fell into DI mode.
"YOU MISERIBLE LITTLE MAGGOT!!
DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU"RE DOING?!?!
YOU ALMOST ENDED UP IN A BODY BAG! WHAT IS YOU MAJOR MALFUNCTION!! YOU DO NOT WAVE AROUND A WEAPON LIKE THAT."
Damn, this guy had prolly never fired a weapon in his life. This mission got a whole lot harder. This guy may be "in charge" but the gunny was going to let some one put him in a dress and call him enola gay before he let some half rate lab coat from some labratory get him and the men on his team killed.
"Felix, You will not so much as fart without my permission. UNDERSTOOD! I will not allow you to endanger the lives of me or anyone else on this mission so you can feel all special becasue you have a pretty gun!!. Next time you make a mistake I won't be so god damn gentle. Now you holster that weapon and never draw it again. with me around you won't need to."
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 7:25 pm
Felix looked on in shock. It would seem he wasn't in control afterall. No! This was his team of elites and he needed to keep them in check.
"Listen..." Felix said shepishly before getting a normal tone again. "I will not be bossed around by my subordinates. You can however inform me of what you think may be best for the team but my word is law and unless you head my words you too will be overwhelmed by 'them'." Felix put his gun away and leaned against a tree.
"Now back to your post and tell me when the others arrive."
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 12:56 am
The gunny looked on with some amusement. It took guts to talk back to a marine, even more so when that marine was standing in front of you with a weapon and an angry disposition. Well, at least the guy had some guts. What made the gunny nervous was the way the doctor had talked about what he refered to a "them".
The way he had said it had sent shivers down his thoughts. Pushing the incident out of mind the gunny moved off to the perimeter and began his patrol again....
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 3:59 pm
Leon made his way down the dirt trail to the designated meeting area. He took his time enjoying the area around him.
It's been a long time since I've been in action. Hope there's no rust in my trigger finger.
It was true, Leon had withdrawn himself from field ops almost two months ago. His wife had become pregnant and he needed the time off for both his wife and the child to be. During this time off he had not even thought of lifting a fire arm, but here he was, walking down an unknown trail after a urgent call from higher powers beged him to take part in this mission.
A figure came into view as Leon reached under his gear to reveal the I.D. card attached to a chain around his neck.
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Posted: Sat Feb 24, 2007 9:36 am
The gunny looked on with a hint of amusement as the Officer, gunny knew he was an officer by the way he carried himself, ambled down the trail. He looked like he was on a sight-seeing tour.
SNAP SNAP
Suddenly there was a crashing through the underbrush, something was coming towards the three mens position fast. Barreling throw the underbrush to the site where the officer and the damned civilian were gunny turned about and dropped to one knee bringing his rifle up to his shoulder, he muttered,
Gunnery Sergeant Smith, USMC, Sir.
We have incoming.
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Posted: Sun Feb 25, 2007 10:58 am
Startled, Felix ducked as well. "How many? did you look at them before coming here?" He hopped it wasn't 'them' but what little else could they expect?
He then npoticed another man with papers. "Theres no time to introduce! Take positions for the possible battle."
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