Sci-Fi Rp (invites only)

[hazakura]

Ok,Well I started it!This isn't a Battle Rp you guys should work together,or you'll die.
Im the sort of "Game master" I give you situations and information,Ill also be a field character,but I will mostly talk Via radio com,Relaying information on enemy positions.
make your profiles first.So i know whos what.Everyone can die(if you do you go unconscious and
if not saved by an ally,will be taken to a prision camp.Every starts out private-sargent.

Disclaimer:This is a purely theoretical war,we are not trying to offend Russians.This does not contain our real political views,nobody was harmed in the making of this RP.

A-company(Alpha company) The company that is in charge of Communications,(no one be this!)
B-Company(Bad company) Field demolitions (Uses shotguns,C4,air and mortor strikes)
C-company(Charlie Company)Regular Assault company(Assault rifles,can relay for Supplies)
D-company(Dog company) Assault,and scouting
E-Company(Evil company) Specialized weapons(Turrets,Flamethrowers..etc)
F-company(Fox company) Tactical weapons(Semi automatics,Some snipers)
G-comapny(Ghost company) Snipers.(snipers)
H-Company(Hell divers company)Paratroopers(any kind of weapons)
I-comapny(Injector Company)Medical (lightly armed)

"Attention crews,We have made it out of hyperspace."The over com rings out."Soon we will be within range of Red Ion artillery.medical crews,Please have Life support systems online"
The ship,USSC Ascension,Goes silent.
A person sitting next to you whispers.
"Oh god,please let us not be noticed."
Another man Loadly whispers in reply
"You moron!Where in a 300 megaton Frigate,You think We won't be?"
A load Boom comes from the front of the ship.
"Fire crews,report!"
"Status!"
"Too much! everyone get out!"
The Crews rush around,You desperately try to find a escape pod.The ships begins to fall apart.You jump into one,And it launches.You are alone,Just you and your gun,One thing goes through your head."Am I all alone?"

Objective:regroup with other Survivors,find a radio

 

[||| BAM |||]

"This is Erin Im a surviver from the ship wreckage I am in B-company searching for others if you get this message please contact me by radio because I am not to sure of my surrondings yet, that is all." *zzzzzzzt*

 

[figment of mind]

"Elren? elren? elren elren elren elren elren ELREN! i've survived! It's me, joshua Remember? were in the same company! not so sure of my suroundings either. i'll walk around the ship and try to find you, over."

 

[hazakura]

OOC:....It hasn't started yet...Make your profiles first

 

[hazakura]

Name:Robert Price
Gender:Male
Company:I-Company
Serial number:IC78973
RankingvtFC medic
Weaponsistol,Semi automatic Rifle,Medical Kits,Small Com Radio.
Discreption:Black unkempt hair,brown eyes,Irish look,Irish Country accent,

 

[||| BAM |||]

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Erin Finn
Gender: Male
Company: E-Company
Ranking: Private
Weapons: Portable Flamethrower, Silenced Pistol, Knife , and Gernades
Description: Brown Hair and Tall
Friends: Joshua, the little voice on the radio, and Haggerd

 

[AceUk]

Name:Alex Gilchrist

Gender:Male

Company: B-Company

Serial number: BC18396

Ranking: Pvt

Weapons: Shotgun, pistol C4 and a laser designato

Discreption: Short hair, tall with scottish accent

 

[hazakura]

"This is Robert price,from USSC ascension.If anybody can here me I'm relaying Vital intel from Alpha Red,Please respond.Over."

 

[hazakura]

"Encoding over,Beware Russians are armed,And there is a small colony to the south,meet up on my position"

 

[Reasonable Doubt]

Spoiler: I am I too late?

Name: Alan Grandebene
Gender: Male
Company: D
Serial Number: S3432B43
Rank: Sergeant
Weapons: Assault Rifle, Shotgun,Sniper Rifle
Description: Well built, 6 foot 4 inches, American Accent,

 

[hazakura]

OOC:Na,good to see you

 

[hazakura]

OOC:can you change your company,A comapny isn't in the field,they only relay info.

 

[Reasonable Doubt]

This is Sergeant Alan Grandebene, I have killed three Russians, I am heading north

 

[Baldrek]

Name: Jonathan "Stitches" McCoy
Gender: Male
Serial number: IC62790
Company: I-Company (Medical)
Rank: Private (Surgeon)
Weapons: pistol, semi-automatic rifle, medical supplies, field surgeon tools and a small radio.
Description: About 6'3" tall, brown short hair, a large handlebar mustache, British accent.
(looks like my avatar )

 

[Baldrek]

Robert suddenly hears a crackling noise over the radio,
"THi... PRi.. McCoy... I-cOm........ Pinned DOWn... rEp... piNNEd doWN... mOVi... NeW pOS...
caBIn...".
The radio then goes silent as McCoy hustles out of the woods, heading for the cabin.
"Damn it! They just had to hit the bloody radio didn't they" He curses under his breath.

 

[hazakura]

"Mccoy,this is alpha red(The equivalent to HQ),be warned, heavy movement to your position,Use anything to make the cabin fortified,I'll radio others to group at your position,out.

Robert Hears the Message and begins heading to the cabin.

 

[Baldrek]

McCoy runs to the cabin, shooting the windows apart before jumping in.
"Work, damn you!" He says as he hits the radio.
It comes back on just long enough to relay Alpha Red's message, then dies again.
"Blasted!" He curses as he reinforces the door with a nearby table and chairs, before taking up a defensive position near the window he jumped through.

 

[hazakura]

You hear a Gun bash the back door of the cabin,Then a window shatters. Robert Price stumbles in,
A bullet shot rings out, and Robert hits the floor.He isn't hurt, but badly shaken,He gasps
"Sniper!"

 

[MrBojangles123]

OOC:Hello

 

[Baldrek]

"Damn them!" McCoy says as he helps Robert back on his feet.
He then takes of his helmet and puts it on the end of his rifle.
"I'm going to use this as a decoy, you try and pinpoint his position"