RPG Covert Ops: Under Siege [play]

[Guest Morph]

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[i] The rest of the group was being debefriefed by the chief, while Morph was late to the meeting...[/i]

[i]*Thinking* Oh boy, I'm gonna get it now, I'm gonna be in trouble...[/i]

[i] Morph enters the room silently[/i]

[b]Chief Wylde:[/b] ...So nice of you to join us! Your late, state your cause, and it better be worth the time!

[b]Morph:[/b] Well I'm late because I forgot all about this meeting, I'm dearly sorry, this will never happen again... SIR! *salutes*

[b]Chief Wylde:[/b] I will buy it... But next time I swear if your late.....

[b]Morph:[/b] Yes sir! I will be here early from now on.

[b]Chief Wylde:[/b] Alright, alright... Sit down... I was just about to explain the next mission.

[i]Morph sits in the empty chair[/i]

[b]Chief Wylde:[/b] Now, I will be sending you all to Moscow, Germany. Here is a trading pit stop for the Valkyries, I want you to go there, kill all soldiers there. Making the less amount of noise and disruption possible. Also, you have to get rid of all of the security cameras and disable the alarms. If you are caught, I will pretend like you never exististed and you'll be wiped from the history books.

[b]Chaos:[/b] Ok then, we leave tomorrow and inflitrate at nightfall?

[b]Chief Wylde:[/b] Correct...

[b]Warlock:[/b] Ok then. So we only have to get rid of all of the soldiers without making a scene?

[b]Chief Wylde:[/b] Correct, and you'll have 20 seconds to get out of there before the bombs we planted beneath it will explode. Also on your mission, try and gain some important information on anything that you think of importance.

[b]Strike:[/b] Ok, shall we prepare for tomorrow and get a goos night rest?

[b]Mississippi:[/b] I assume that would be a good idea.

[b]Chief Wylde:[/b] Yes, now be off with you and get ready.

[b]Avenger:[/b] Alright then, lets go guys....

[i] They all leave to their dorm. They each have one other op living with them... They prepare for tomorrow, their hopes high in trying to successfully complete the mission with the best job they can do. But they know of this building. They were all send blueprints and building scamatics to study and learn so they know their way around the building... But its quite the large building so they will have a lot of ground to cover...[/i]
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[b][color=red]OOC: Who wants to be me partner?[/b][/color][/size]

[9mm Avenger]

[i]Marth, codename Avenger, sat in his room, reading over the blue prints and schematics for the building. Marth absent-mindedly rolled a shell casing for his FN M249 PARA. His eyes scanned layout, and he shook his head.[/i]

[b]Marth:[/b]Kill over 100 troops [i]without[/i] making a scene? It's crazy...But it can be done.

[i]MArth got up from his room, and went over to Morph's dorm. He rapped on the door, and Morph opened it.[/i]

[b]Marth:[/b]Hey Morph..Your gonna need some auto-gun cover...I'm you man, kay?

[b]Morph:[/b]Sure, Avenger...Don't lose your cool out there, eh?

[b]Marth:[/b]Yeah, you too..

[Gohan]

[I]Jack walked silently to his dorm, he could hear the muffled voices of the others talking inside their dorms but he made no effort to try and listen to what they were saying. His black vest top made him almost invisible as he walked down the dark hallway. His dorm was right at the end. He turned the door handle and walked inside. He flipped theswitch on the wall beside him and the room was flooded with light. His eyes stung a little, they were already used to the dark from the hallway.[/I]

[I]He looked over at his bed and saw dirty clothes and old magazines scattered all around it. He walked over and sat on the edge of his bed. He reached underneath and pulled a large trunk from underneath his bed. He flipped both the catches simultaeneously (sp?) and lifted the lid. Inside was his mission uniform. It was so different to his black vest top and jeans. Standard issue uniform equipped with a small dagger in the shoulder, and room for all his ammo. He took out his uniform and put it beside him on the bed. He looked down at his reflection in the shiny black metal, which was his sniper rifle. He looked down the scope and then put the gun back down. [/I]

[I]The next thing to come out of the truck was a photo. There was two men in the picture. One of them was jack and the other had short brown hair and was slightly taller. The two seemed to be laughing while they were play fighting. Jack put the photo down and pulled out a set of dog tags. He held changed the angle of the dog tags so that the light ran across and then back. He held the dog tags tight in his fist and then closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.[/I]

[B]Jack:[/B] [I]You would've enjoyed this one buddy.[/I]

[I] He heard footsteps coming down the corridor. He put all the stuff back int he trunk in exactly the same way that it was, as if it had never been touched, threw all the dirty clothes in a rucksack and was about to walk out side when his room mate came in.[/I]

[User Name]

[i]Marcius was dieing for a crap. He went into the bathroom and sat down. He was nervous. What if something got messed up? What if one of those @$$hole terrorists got in a lucky shot? He din't want to think what would happen if they did, his comrades were like family to him, and although his machoness would always forbid him from admittiny it, he loved every single one of his teammates, and would gladly give his own life for them. But he hoped nothing would ever come along to have to put him in such a situation.

He closed his eyes and clenched his fists. Something else was bugging him, gnawing at his brain like some God forsaken tumor. Something bigger than a simple trading spot was going on, things were always complicated when dealing with scum like the Valkyries. Damn b@st@rds always had some new ace up their ill-gotten slieves. He cursed to himself.

He grabbed a roll of toilet paper and flung it viciously across the room. He was agitated. To him, the whole goddam operation stunk to high heaven, and he didn't like it one bit ! [/i]