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Name: Tony Rains
A.ge: 29
G3nder: Male
Rank: Corpral
Weapons: Surpressed SR-25 with Digital camo and Tripod, Surpressed Berreta M9, and a Combat Knife with the words "Sient Death" engraved on the side.
Inventory: 2 Flashbangs, 3 Frags, Radio, Map, Digital Ghille suit and wrap for the SR-25.
Side: U.S
Sector: Sector 3
Unit: U.S Marine Corps, 28th Sniper Division, 16th Battalion, Foxtrot Company, Raptor Squad.
Bio: (No N/A's) Was born in a small town in a small town in Wisconsin. Tony went to the Range all the time and eventually got perfect hits. When he went into the Marines and trained to be a Sniper his Drill Sergant was impressed at how well he could shoot a Sniper Rifle.
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SahankeJoin Date: 2010-02-14
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[[Marco also talks in a Scottish accent]]
Marco
It was raining. Hard and fast.
I was in the foxhole with my men, playing cards with Fox while the rain came poring down on us. We didn't care. We had all served in Vietnam. This rain was nothing, a mere drizzle compared to the crap we had seen.
~Fox
Blackjack, boyo. You owe me 10 quid.
~Marco
Yeah, next paycheck, Fox. 'Nother game?
~Fox
Yeah su-
~???
INCOMING!
Marco
The scream was silenced by the sound of heavy gunfire, as the Russians bore down upon us. We grabbed our weapons, screaming furious battle cries, and charged out of cover and into the fray. Fox and I crawled down the foxhole about twenty yards were a russian squad was coming up to sneak into the trench. Taking them by surprise, we attacked them. I slashed and shot, red hot blood poring out of my victims, all who stood in my way. I looked over to see Fox, fighting with a Russian soldiers, desperately trying to shake him off. His efforts were in vain. The man was too strong and overpowered him, sending him sprawling to the ground. I took out my pistol and shot the man three times in the back, hearing in blood curtailing screams as he went down. I helped Fox up and got out my radio.
~Mark
Victor Charlie 2-10, this is Raider requesting air support are sector to ASAP!
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(Perfect start to the RP and perfect end to the day. Night yall.) |
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(Okay, we can start if you want, they can catch up later.) |
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Vlad
I stand up at a podium, infront of my new platoon.
"Now, we have the Russian and Chinese on the run! One more Great Push and they will be gone!" |
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Tasker:
I stand in the front with my team.
"Aye Vlad, cut the chatter. We need to be out there."
A couple of people mutter in agreement.
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(Trying to start with out me?)
Name:Jacob "Banjo" Nelson
A.ge:21
G3nder: Male
Rank: Corporal
Weapons:UMP45, M9, and ASEK knife.
Inventory:6 grenades, bibble, and ammo.
Side:America
Sector: 2
Unit:U.S Army, 12th Infantry, 105th Battle Regiment, 33rd battalion, Alpha Company, 8th Platoon, 26th squad
Bio: After the campaighn in America he is sent to Germany with his teammates. The team is also supposed to get a replcement for one of the soldiers who died. He is still determined to see this war through.
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Vlad
I grin
"Well, one more thing before I stop my chater. I now am requireing each of you to bring me 100 Russian or Chinese Berrets. If you do not do so, you face cleaning the Head(basicly the officer restrooms) for 2 weeks after we are done." |
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Tasker:
Many cheer out.
"Aye, mate." I say. Soul and all of us begin clearing out.
"Vlad, I hope you're not going to stand there all day." |
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Vlad
"Ok, I am done. And now, Judge Judy." I said as I step down and they start showing Jude Judy |
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Tasker:
I begin heading out toward a building. I was to be transported to the first couple of russian paratroopers, gunning them down, and sniping them. |
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Vlad
"When will they ever learn?" I ask as I shoot one of the paratroopers with my bolt action rifle. |
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(Not yet, Vladimir. We're not even near the paratroopers yet.)
Tasker:
"Hop in, Vlad. We've got a short ways."
Soul and the others pile in. |
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Tony
I was set up on top of a 12 story Apartment building with the rest of Raptor Squad. We were laying around and keeping watch on a Highway that the Chinese and Russians could use. |
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(Aww, scratch Dat.)
Vlad
"It's not Vlad, that's SIR to you now." I said with a grin as I hop in. |
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Tasker:
"Alright, Sir Vlad." I say. Haystack hops in the drivers seat.
"Woo! I get to drive now!" He says, as Angel hops in the passenger. |
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Vlad
I pollish my rifle
"So children, what time is it?" |
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Tasker:
I check my watch.
"About 6:00 AM. They should be dropping a few miles South of here." |
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(Is it to late to change sector?) |
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Vlad
"I hope the rest of the Platoon knows I am serious about of the berrets thing" |
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Tasker:
"I'm sure they believed you, Vlad." I say, with a look of doubt.
As we begin driving, we hit a bunch of bumps.
"At least this is better than Korea." I mutter. |
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(Ok, I'm going to be in Sector 1.)
Tony
Me and rest of Raptor team packed up and changed positions to a 2 story house. We went into a room on the second floor and put our Ghille Suits on and put the Ghille wraps and surpressors on our rifles. We got comfortable and waited for the paratroopers that we heard were comming. |
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Vlad
"Better than New York too..." |
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