Shouldn't my roll be a 3, not a 2?

> Ignore the fumble, get a better aim on Damien.

"Well, That was Close"

Head to the Garage, and start trying to build something from the parts available.

EDIT :

Get the Drone Blueprints off Hyper, And build the Drone.

I love how you guys nearly die when just waiting around.

Add me to the waiting list?

you want to die too? lol

Sure, seems like it'd be fun

Might as well put me on too while you're at it. I might get in this one faster than hyper's, judging by the rate of deaths, or near deaths.


Name: Wilson Cole
Age: 42
Equipment: A backpack, an inflatable tent, night vision goggles, and $2.74 in loose change.
Appearance: 5' 8" with a lean build, brown hair, and blue eyes.
Primary Weapon: M4A1 w/ M320 Grenade Launcher
Secondary Weapon: MAC-10
Tertiary Weapon: Lightweight, composite Scimitar
Abilities: Charismatic: +1 when interacting with people (players or NPC's)
Tactical Mind: +1 when carrying out plans
Role: Close Support

*cough*

Been Watching this for a while. Seems interesting. So interesting that I stopped lurking to ask you to add me onto the waiting list.
Oh, and if I get in, do I get to create my own character, or get thrown in as someone else's?

EDIT: Nvm, found it in the first post.
Name: Ruben
Age: 24
Equipment: Backpack filled with ammunition, rations, Thermal scope that can swap out for sniper's normal one (only has 5-10x zoom), Night vision goggles, Lighter, and cigarettes.
Appearance: Blue eyes, fairly short and slightly curly hair, wears a stylish hat.
Primary weapon: Sniper Rifle Dragunov (silenced) default with 5-15x adjustable scope, uses .44 caliber rounds, but Ruben only uses .44s with a full metal jacket (more firepower)
Secondary weapon: Silenced MP5 (sub-machine gun)
Terciary weapon: Molotovs
Abilities: Veteran Sniper (+1 involving any action with a sniper rifle), and Sneaky(+1 to stealth/not getting spotted)
Role: Sniper

Backstory: Being only 24, it may be hard to believe that Ruben had already been in another war. Infact, if you said this to him, he'd probably agree.
War has always been in his life though, and it's no surprise to anyone who has known him that he became a soldier. His father was a marine, a war hero. Ruben always admired him for his accomplishments, and his mother was a nurse, who often volunteered to treat the army's wounded. This first happened when Ruben was 12. Being that his mother couldn't leave him alone for 4-6 months, she brought him along. His only friends were all soldiers. They all had reasons to fight, people to protect. Ruben had no idea of what he could fight for. His mother's stay in the war was longer than expected, but 8 months later, they finally were heading home. When they get back, Ruben is shocked by how different things are. He had become accustomed to seeing the dedication of people who are risking their lives each and every day, and to him, the people back home seemed lazy and uncaring. To him, they weren't even people, they were hollow. He quickly became afraid of becoming one of them, and swore he wouldn't. Later, his father returned. He too seemed distant, but in a different way. He seemed sad. Then, Rubens birthday came along. He realized that he had no one to invite to a party, so he refused to have a party. His parents quickly became insistent, so he let them bake a cake and sing happy birthday. Soon after that, summer ended, and he had to return to school. The first day, he decided he didn't care about any of it, untill he met one teacher....
His new math teacher: Mr. Westman. He had been a soldier, just like his dad. It was in his class that Ruben actually decided to join the military.
Immidiately, he became excited and started fantasizing about when he could finally join. Days became months, months became years, and soon he turned 18.
This time he had made a few "friends" (though Ruben thought of them more as agreeable acquaintance), and so he actually had a party.
Obviously Ruben didn't really care, but he atleast tried to act like he did to make his "friends" feel better, and stop them from asking questions like "what's wrong?" and
"Aren't you excited?".
That day was the last time he ever saw his parents. He doesn't even know if they're still alive.
The next day, he left a note on the fridge, took all the supplies he thought he needed, all the cash he could find, and left.
The aptitute test at basic training scelected gave him the choice of Sniper or Covert Ops. At first he chose sniper, but he flew through his training so fast, that he was required to attend CO training as well, and although he did well, he never was as comfortable with a sub-machine gun as he was with a rifle. This fit him well, as he had become used to spending long periods of time alone.
6 years later, he had already fought in two wars, and had just been recruited to join a third.
Ruben took his old sniper and MP5, found his emergency backpack, turned his booze into molotovs, and headed out, grabbing his lighter and cigarettes on his way out.

EDIT2: forgot to mention the particular sniper he uses: the Dragunov. LOOK IT UP.

Damn huge story, you should become a writer.


BTW I didn't finish reading but from the 4 first lines you have a really sweet writing style and punctuation!
I took my time and read it, you have an awesome writing style, and you really should become a writer!

Edited my Action, more useful this way...

Also, I think everyones posted there actions.

Ragdollmaster must be busy. Pity, because I really want this to hurry up so I can atleast start moving up on the list. Currently, he hasn't even edited me in yet.

EDIT: Thanks shadow! I'm glad you like it.

Everyone knows about the dragunov.

(doesn't mean it isn't sexy)

Mah character sheet and whatnot
Name: David (no, I'm not going to use a fake name)
Age: 22
Equipment: Small shoulder-slung bag with rations, ammunition, spare magazines, other kinds of magazines
Appearance: 5' 11", slim but muscled, black hair/eyes
Primary Weapon: Magpul PDR (+5 extra mags)
Secondary Weapon: Taurus Judge + 12 extra shells
Tertiary Weapon: Trench knife
Abilities: Athletic, CQC
Role: MONKEY MAN

Lol monkey man. Also being that one is not BORN with information about the dragunov, I figured I would enlighten those who didn't know what it was, few as they may be.
And damn strait it's sexy.

EDIT: Ragdollmaster, please show some sign of life!
Oh, and do we really have to keep track of ammunition?
That seems too detail oriented for the kind of game this is. It seems to me that you could easily die at any time.