As a medic, she took the liberty of examining the storage room for an damages,
losses or perhaps, lack of medicine. All seems to be fine.
The patients in the other room are just fine, recovering from their injury. She
can handle all of them. But the truth is, she is nervous herself- operations,
treatments. Follow your instinct, sure, but what if she fails? Better think
positive and do her job.
And so she did...
((Heya everyone, I've cut out the maps, doors and some other things. There's a
point at which roleplays become complicated enough so that it would be easier to
just play a console game of it. Sorry about over doing it. Everyone who posted
up profiles, please come back ^^' Anything that's left is beneficial to making
characters and understanding the background story. It's still in the desert
facility but alot more free running. Please come back, I don't want this to die
out like it did before.))
Eric: nie vermoor almal u sien. ons nie wil nie hierdie om te wees 'n huis vol
van dood liggame [Don't kill everyone you see. We don't won't this to be a house
full of dead bodies]
((guessjeans, which room are you in? You can't hear what othrs are saying
despite the fact that your ears are highly oversensitive because it's impossible
in the real life.))
Shino: I am in the room with Eric and in a secret spot so it's easily to hear
what Eric is saying and I know you are speaking a different language the
language you are speaking I been to that country when I was 15.
Raika: All right men! This is it! We'll infiltrate that facility and get the
heck out of there!
Olin: Yes, sir!
Antares: Commander! We're in place!
Raika: All right, grab your gear and lets parachute to there!
Olin: Roger! *they gather all their gear, and prepare to jump*
Helicopter pilot: SAMs! Jump, and fast!
Raika: SAMs!? Uh oh.... Jump! *they jump out of the helicopter, just as it was
blown to pieces by a volley of Surface-To-Air missiles*
Olin: Now we're in trouble.
Antares: Yeah......
Raika: And that's not the only problem. The debris and the wreckage is going to
drop into the facility.
Olin: Not good.... Let's hope we can find out who shot down our ride.
Antares: Yeah...
Raika: We're landing. *they land gently to the ground*
Olin: It sure is difficult investiagting these days.
Raika: Yeah. Lock and load and stay close.
Antares: Roger!
((Raika's squadron: Raika, Olin and Antares. They all use the same weapons.))
((hey guys I'm here ^_^ oh and Shadow i'll be as close as I can with the
rules))
Name: Ethan Wolf
Age:23
Gender:Male
Occupation: Ex-Officer of the South Korean 707th Special Mission Unit: White
Tiger, now part of the secret orginization called the Archangel-Alliance:
Counter Squad, White team, co-exist with other Anti-Umbrella organization(Yes I
used my group name, but, I thought of the name after I made my first profile))
Currently working on an undercover mission to either assassinate or extract
professor stafford
Skill: Cunning, quick and has incredible aim
Weapons: Benelli M4 Super 90
Special Abilities: Instincts, Counter, Resilience
M3 but pretty close ;P
Jericho941 14 clip 9mm
Heckler and Koch MP5 close...
Equipment: A-A manufactured anti-ballistic synthetic weave bioarmor, Gerber Mark
II Knife, 3 9mm clips, 3 10mm magazines, and 24 12 gauge shellshots, lighter as
a going away gift even though he doesn't smoke.
Appearance: He has brown medium hair, 6', somewhat broad shoulders, medium
build, he is a heterochondriac, so one eye is hazel the other is a deep rich
green, he wears a light green tee-shirt, with the Interceptor body armor over
it, black cargo pants, and a brown trench-coat, a cross made of Gold and Silver
with a diamond in the intersection.
Found this on photobucket. Sorta what he looks like
I'm sure no one used it yet...
Personality: Kind, will do anything to protect others.
Other: He is a devout Christian.
Journal Entry #1:
I've finally reached the U.C. base at Kalahari Desert. I've been sent as a
Researcher from the U.C. Headquarters, or what was left of it, in Racoon City.
My new name for this mission is Ryan Gorge. Ahahah, I've never done something
undercover, hope I don't blow it eh? I have a good feeling about the success of
this mission though. I'm supposed to assassinate or retrieve the professor...
I'd rather do the latter for he might have useful info on other lesser U.C.
Bases, who knows?
I've never seen Africa though, but it's really hot now.
Ethan: Man I'm dying...
Driver: Here is some water.
Ethan reaches for the bottle.
Ethan: Thanks.
Driver: Yeah, we wouldn't want one of the head scientists from U.C. dying over a
little heatstroke.
Ethan: Ahahah, yeah well I- hey... what is that?
The man looks to the right. A creature traveling around 40 MPH is running
through the desert sand... something noticeable about it is that one claw is
bigger than the other...
Driver: You don't know what that is? It's Umbrella's new crea...
Ethan is lost in thought by the monster catching up to the car. *Disgusting, I
don't understand why they do this, I wonder what life they stole to create this
monster.* Ethan goes back to his journal
I feel... my stay here will be a treacherous one...
End of Entry.
((I hope this is good ))
merged: 05-25-2008 ~ 02:47am
((btw his weapons are locked in a case so his mission isn't blown.. He carries
his Jericho though))
Raika: Let's go.
Olin: Roger.
Antares: What are we trying to do?
Raika: For now, let's find some other people. If you see anything suspicious,
don't fire until I give permission.
Antares: Copy that.
Ethan looks up from his journal. *Looks like we made it...* He closes it and
puts it in an inner pocket and zips it shut.
Ethan: Is this the U.C.B. Kalahari?
Driver: Yes.
Ethan: It's big... bigger than the research facility in N.Y.C. I thought this
one is a smaller base.
Driver: Heh, it was, until we were being funded.
Ethan: Funded? By who, Umbrella HQ?
Driver: I don't know, I'm a lesser man in the ranks. If you want to figure it
out you need to be of high and important status. You probably are right now, I
don't know.
Ethan stares at the facility. "I'm surprised no one spotted it yet..."
Ethan unknowingly mumbles this.
Driver: It's because we pay of the government. People who usually get too close
are shot on the spot, dragged into the facility and tested for the new
experiments and such.
Ethan: I see...
Shino: You aren't a zombie you never were and never worked at Umbrella
Headquarters not ever so now you are healed I be going see ya. And walked back
to the infirmary.
Shino just leaves the place because she don't work for Umbrella Corporation she never did but she is a scientist.
((I'll start at Medical storage room))
As a medic, she took the liberty of examining the storage room for an damages, losses or perhaps, lack of medicine. All seems to be fine.
The patients in the other room are just fine, recovering from their injury. She can handle all of them. But the truth is, she is nervous herself- operations, treatments. Follow your instinct, sure, but what if she fails? Better think positive and do her job.
And so she did...
Shino: So does anyone have any injures that needs to be treated?
((Heya everyone, I've cut out the maps, doors and some other things. There's a point at which roleplays become complicated enough so that it would be easier to just play a console game of it. Sorry about over doing it. Everyone who posted up profiles, please come back ^^' Anything that's left is beneficial to making characters and understanding the background story. It's still in the desert facility but alot more free running. Please come back, I don't want this to die out like it did before.))
*Eric and his men ran out of the room and down the hallway*
Shino continued of searching for people who are injured.
((is super-anime-fan not going to join?:())
Still doing her job, watching over the injured people
Eric: nie vermoor almal u sien. ons nie wil nie hierdie om te wees 'n huis vol van dood liggame [Don't kill everyone you see. We don't won't this to be a house full of dead bodies]
Shino: m denina vermoor almal ni sien wil nie hierdie om te wees 'n huis vol van dood liggame.
merged: 05-17-2008 ~ 09:57am
I won't kill everyone I see. We don't won't this to be a house full of dead bodies differently.
((What the. Im no where near you and i wasn't talking to you))
Shino: But I can hear you just fine and I know what you are saying because my ears are highly oversensitive.
((still doing her job))
((guessjeans, which room are you in? You can't hear what othrs are saying despite the fact that your ears are highly oversensitive because it's impossible in the real life.))
((And i was talking in a whole diffrent langauge))
Shino: I am in the room with Eric and in a secret spot so it's easily to hear what Eric is saying and I know you are speaking a different language the language you are speaking I been to that country when I was 15.
Hm.. nevermind...
Let's say I'm watching over the injured people. ^^
Guessjeans, aren't you supposed to be a medic too? O_o
*Runs from room to room*
Aric: mhmm
((Sorry for being inactive!))
Raika: All right men! This is it! We'll infiltrate that facility and get the heck out of there!
Olin: Yes, sir!
Antares: Commander! We're in place!
Raika: All right, grab your gear and lets parachute to there!
Olin: Roger! *they gather all their gear, and prepare to jump*
Helicopter pilot: SAMs! Jump, and fast!
Raika: SAMs!? Uh oh.... Jump! *they jump out of the helicopter, just as it was blown to pieces by a volley of Surface-To-Air missiles*
Olin: Now we're in trouble.
Antares: Yeah......
Raika: And that's not the only problem. The debris and the wreckage is going to drop into the facility.
Olin: Not good.... Let's hope we can find out who shot down our ride.
Antares: Yeah...
Raika: We're landing. *they land gently to the ground*
Olin: It sure is difficult investiagting these days.
Raika: Yeah. Lock and load and stay close.
Antares: Roger!
((Raika's squadron: Raika, Olin and Antares. They all use the same weapons.))
same2...
((hey guys I'm here ^_^ oh and Shadow i'll be as close as I can with the rules))
Name: Ethan Wolf
Age:23
Gender:Male
Occupation: Ex-Officer of the South Korean 707th Special Mission Unit: White Tiger, now part of the secret orginization called the Archangel-Alliance: Counter Squad, White team, co-exist with other Anti-Umbrella organization(Yes I used my group name, but, I thought of the name after I made my first profile)) Currently working on an undercover mission to either assassinate or extract professor stafford
Skill: Cunning, quick and has incredible aim
Weapons: Benelli M4 Super 90
Special Abilities: Instincts, Counter, Resilience
M3 but pretty close ;P
close...
Jericho941 14 clip 9mm
Heckler and Koch MP5
Equipment: A-A manufactured anti-ballistic synthetic weave bioarmor, Gerber Mark II Knife, 3 9mm clips, 3 10mm magazines, and 24 12 gauge shellshots, lighter as a going away gift even though he doesn't smoke.
Appearance: He has brown medium hair, 6', somewhat broad shoulders, medium build, he is a heterochondriac, so one eye is hazel the other is a deep rich green, he wears a light green tee-shirt, with the Interceptor body armor over it, black cargo pants, and a brown trench-coat, a cross made of Gold and Silver with a diamond in the intersection.
Found this on photobucket. Sorta what he looks like
I'm sure no one used it yet...
Personality: Kind, will do anything to protect others.
Other: He is a devout Christian.
Journal Entry #1:
I've finally reached the U.C. base at Kalahari Desert. I've been sent as a Researcher from the U.C. Headquarters, or what was left of it, in Racoon City. My new name for this mission is Ryan Gorge. Ahahah, I've never done something undercover, hope I don't blow it eh? I have a good feeling about the success of this mission though. I'm supposed to assassinate or retrieve the professor... I'd rather do the latter for he might have useful info on other lesser U.C. Bases, who knows?
I've never seen Africa though, but it's really hot now.
Ethan: Man I'm dying...
Driver: Here is some water.
Ethan reaches for the bottle.
Ethan: Thanks.
Driver: Yeah, we wouldn't want one of the head scientists from U.C. dying over a little heatstroke.
Ethan: Ahahah, yeah well I- hey... what is that?
The man looks to the right. A creature traveling around 40 MPH is running through the desert sand... something noticeable about it is that one claw is bigger than the other...
Driver: You don't know what that is? It's Umbrella's new crea...
Ethan is lost in thought by the monster catching up to the car. *Disgusting, I don't understand why they do this, I wonder what life they stole to create this monster.* Ethan goes back to his journal
I feel... my stay here will be a treacherous one...
End of Entry.
((I hope this is good
))
merged: 05-25-2008 ~ 02:47am
((btw his weapons are locked in a case so his mission isn't blown.. He carries his Jericho though))
Raika: Let's go.
Olin: Roger.
Antares: What are we trying to do?
Raika: For now, let's find some other people. If you see anything suspicious, don't fire until I give permission.
Antares: Copy that.
Shino: I am a medic but there is a hurt person in the room I'm in so I'm trying to heal him as fast as I can and I'll be there soon.
Raika: Let's head over there. *points to a building at the far side of the facility*
Olin: Roger. *they begin to walk to the building*
Ethan looks up from his journal. *Looks like we made it...* He closes it and puts it in an inner pocket and zips it shut.
Ethan: Is this the U.C.B. Kalahari?
Driver: Yes.
Ethan: It's big... bigger than the research facility in N.Y.C. I thought this one is a smaller base.
Driver: Heh, it was, until we were being funded.
Ethan: Funded? By who, Umbrella HQ?
Driver: I don't know, I'm a lesser man in the ranks. If you want to figure it out you need to be of high and important status. You probably are right now, I don't know.
Ethan stares at the facility. "I'm surprised no one spotted it yet..." Ethan unknowingly mumbles this.
Driver: It's because we pay of the government. People who usually get too close are shot on the spot, dragged into the facility and tested for the new experiments and such.
Ethan: I see...
*Disgusting...* Ethan looks away...
Shino: You aren't a zombie you never were and never worked at Umbrella Headquarters not ever so now you are healed I be going see ya. And walked back to the infirmary.