OOC: Spy Thread

[Isolde]

On a more serious note? Ask For More and I were thinking of starting a spy thread. Kind of a James Bond type thing where he and I are partners in the spy business and are sent out after an arch fiend (played by Neale) who wants to rule the world/destroy mankind...whatever it is that arch villians do.

Anyway, we need more people to play with us. Bad guys and good guys. I promised Neale if he would play the bad guy I would try to recruit some hot and wicked women for the bad side so, come on girls and give me a hand in bribing our arch villian.

If you would like to play please list who you want to be and whether on the good or bad side. Only your imagination will limit you!

 

[Destiny_Brent]

Destiny

Destiny:

Villian (I gotta be a villain > )

About 5'8", I have long curly black hair that waves around my face. My eyes are a dark brown, almost black and they blend right in with my pupils. I have a deep tanned skin and a killer bod. I have the nickname "Black Widow" but my name is actually Janette. I speak with a thick french accent and always dress in black leather.

 

[Ticklish Girl]

May I play? I love spy stories! I could be a VERY wicked woman, if you like. I've been a "nice girl" for way too long, LOL. The bad girls seem to have all the fun anyway.

Name: Alison Chambers
Description: 5'6", 130 lbs, 38-24-36, long brown hair, cold blue eyes. I wear short skirts and tight tops, and I favor stockings and garter belts and stiletto heels. Some call me "the Ice Maiden" because of my cold demeanor, but under the right circumstances I can be very, very warm. I love using my body to excite men -- I once "interrogated" a prisoner by erotically teasing him to the brink of insanity, promising release only if he told me what I wanted to know. He told me, of course.

 

[Weevil]

I'm in. I've always loved Bond-ish stuff.

I could be either. But I'd prefer to be the Chief or M or what have you.

 

[Isolde]

Welcome to you all. See, Neale...I told you that I would snag a couple of hot women to be on the side of badness!

LOL...and EBW...you being our chief would be super. You get to pick the name..just let me know what you want to be known by.

 

[Weevil]

Hmmmmmmmm. How about: THE CHIEF???????

No thats too obvious.

I'll work on it

 

[Obidiah]

Im a new boy,

this is my first ever post on this or indeed any board, so please treat me with kid gloves. and im very unsure of the ettiquette and rules and regs

But Id love to join in this story.

Id love to play good guys "help", the guy in the field, on location. The character with loads of knowledge about the exotic location that our super spy is sent to. The guy who gets himself in trouble and is possibly killed off in the third reel, but whos knowledge is the key to the success of good triumphing over evil. Perhaps even a hint of being seduced by the bad guys henchpeople to gain that vital information about the hero. (im just floating ideas about)

If im totally out of line here, then please tell me nicely cause im very nervous

 

[Isolde]

Obidiah...everyone is welcome and being our contact in the field is a great idea.

The rules are simple....be curtious to others, dont move other's characters about too much and just have fun.

 

[BadForm]

Hmmm... my question in response would be how realistic/sadistic/seductive a bad girl would you want? Are we talking sleeping with Neale and a little fisticuffs with the good guys, or full-blown electrodes to the nipples, rape and torture viciousness?

 

[Isolde]

This would be up to Neale our bad guy. I have given him complete control of the bad side. I will have him look at it and reply to you.

 

[LittleRedDevil]

OH! I would love to play. Could I be the Chief's assistant? let me know!

 

[Isolde]

LittleRedDevil...it is always a pleasure to role play with you...welcome.

 

[Ask For More]

Who says the bad guys have all the fun? The good guys get all the girls too

 

[Neale]

The bad guys...

Oh, I'm thinking that the bad guys should be very, very, very bad...

Let's show these heroes just how nasty evil can get.

(However, if there are any themes that would offend any of the players, please let me know ahead of time, if possible, and we can avoid them. I want everyone to have fun, and I think that having some truly awful villains for the heroes to test themselves against would be a lot of fun)

 

[BadForm]

OK, lemme jump in with one vicious Mamma:

Name: Kim (she never uses any other name - may not even know her full/real name)
Age: 21
Race: Sudanese (immigrant to whichever country at birth)
Skin: Nearly true black
Eyes: Coal dark
Hair: Affro, black
Height: 6'7"
Build: Amazonian (ie noticeably muscular)
Hobbies: All forms of violence and terror
Skills: See hobbies
Used as: Anything from interrogation to thuggish murder

Ok, have left this a little open-ended, and am happy for any good guy to do anything to her, should the storyline lead there. As Neale said, we should be made aware of any rules when it comes to dealing with other chars, as, should interrogation become necessary, I am quite willing to pull out all perverse stops.

 

[Obidiah]

Cast List so Far

Can I just clarify the cast we have so far for this adventure:

Superspies: Isolde and Ask For More
Archvillian: Neale
Henchgirls: Destinty (Black Widow), Ticklish Girl (Alison Chambers) and Bad Form (Kim)
The Chief!: EvilBollWeevil
Chiefs As.: Little Red Devil (Im assuming this is a Miss Moneypenny type character?)
Contact: Obidiah.


Have I missed anyone?
and are we going to start a new thread for the actual story or do we continue on here?

 

[Isolde]

Looks like the cast list is complete...as of now. If anyone else wants to join they are welcome to. I will start the spy thread in the next couple of nights. Just have to get together with Neale to get some details down and then we are good to go.

 

[Weevil]

My guy

Ian Morrison( or the Head, short for Head of Operations)
Age: 36
Height: 6'2
Weight: 185

Head is a former field agent who was finally nagged into taking a desk job by his wife. An impressive looking man who has gained a few pounds and wrinkles since being promoted. He was once the most dashing, debonnair agent in the world but age has thinned out his brown hair, and added some grey. He now lives somewhat vicariously through his agents but can be a rather intimidating presence.

 

[LittleRedDevil]

Athena Malone
22
long, straight, red hair, blue eyes
5'7, 36c-30-38

expert in kickboxing and explosives. Messed up her first assignment and was assigned to desk duty. She hopes to be in the field again.

 

[Obidiah]

My character

OOC I hope this isnt too in depth, but its just meant to be a run down of who I am.

Any pointers anyone wants to share will be gratefully received

IC. He sat in the café, slumped over the table at the back of the room. The Locals didn’t pay him much attention. This wasn’t a new sight for them as the morning sun streaming through the open fronted windows indicated that this was going to be another very warm day. At least he was dressed for it, the Panama hat was a little askew as his head lay motionless on the table, but the short sleeved khaki shirt and three quarter length stone washed trousers would keep him cool. Well they had done for the last week so why not now.

The café owner walked over and removed his hat, there was no movement, so he leant down and whispered in the unconscious mans ear “Simon”. No movement. “Mr Martin”. A gentle stir was all that greeted him. He picked the unfinished vodka bottle next to the inert figure and poured it over his head immediately soaking his straight blonde shoulder length hair and his stubble (none of the locals could work out how that stubble was always the same length every morning). Simon bolted upright and suddenly wished he hadn’t. The room span and focussing was almost impossible as figures and objects raced around his sightline. He hauled his tall thin figure out of the chair and tried to walk in a straight line for the door. He didn’t achieve it but at least he didn’t knock into anybody or anything this time.

The dusty, crowded and narrow street outside was definitely a sight for sore eyes, but not in a good way. His sore eyes hid the view as the children gathered round his legs pulling at his shirt and chattering loudly. At least his apartment was only at the end of the street, the sand kicking up from the road and the glare of the white ramshackle buildings were now really grating and he desperately wanted to get inside.

“How had this happened?” he thought to himself as he zigzagged down the street avoiding the local tradesmen and bicycles. He had started life well enough. The only son of an English lawyer, private school, Oxford University, recruitment into the higher echelons of the Army, but then it had all gone wrong. A dirty dealing scam had left his hands unclean and the Ministry had shown up. A full pardon, if he came to work for them. An offer that couldn’t be refused, but really should have been. It was fun to start with, a posting to Berlin and then to Stockholm allowed him to do his bit, as well as creaming some nice profit on the side, far away from any prying eyes and all in the pay of Her Majesty’s government.

But then someone had to blab and he was disciplined for making too much money out of one particular crook and was sent home to work behind a desk. Tedium set in and he was under constant scrutiny, which he loathed. Salvation came in the form of one fling with Anthea Malone, his bosses assistant. He stopped himself in the street, deaf to the noise of the morning’s activity around him and heard her breathing into his ears again and he pushed deeper and deeper inside her. He smiled in recognition as her immaculate pencil skirt had been lifted high over the tops of her thighs, how she had sat on the desk and drawn his cock into her mouth whilst kneeling on the floor, how white and pristine the skin on her back was as he bent her over her tidy government desk, raised her arse in the air and buried himself into her.

Close circuit television though was to be cursed and in less than a week he had been posted here. Where no damage could be done and the department could just forget about him. Where he could forget himself and descend into a life of disorder. He had reached his apartment along the dusty street and gingerly climbed the stairs. The door of his apartment was already wide open (there was nothing of his life that was worth stealing now) he lurched into the room and collapsed once again onto the bed dreaming of the taste of pussy wrapped up in a tight brown skirt.

 

[Isolde]

If everyone still wants to do this one I will get it started before the weekend. I have been holding off because our bad guy, Neale, has been having alot of work due to finals and Ask For More just recently got through a big assignment.

 

[Ticklish Girl]

Yep, if it's still on, count me in.

 

[Weevil]

Me too. Lets rock.

 

[Obidiah]

Im still in

but i have a two week holiday coming up in three weeks time, so you better kill me off quick, or have a good excuse for me to not be there for a long time

 

[Soldier B]

May I Join?

Hi there everybody.

I'm new to online RP, but I've done a heap of RP over the years.
Just wondering if I can join in on this game?
If so, my character concept is some kind of Mercenary (you can decide weather that fits good guys or bad guys).
Ex: SAS, London Accent. 178cm, 95 kg, fit looking, cropped brown hair. Usually wears casual dress. Light skin.

Well hope to hear back. Have a good one.