OOC- Thought I might try to start something. What I was thinking was sort of an improvisation thing where I right the first post, introducing my character. Then the next person posts based on what I wrote and so on. I guess the plot writes itself. This is open to F and M writers and as many as want to play. If you read the opening post and want to introduce a character then go for it. Let's see what happens.
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IC- Owen could have punched himself. With the sun setting in the west, the temperature was dropping and the wind was picking up. That probably didn't mean much 75 stories below him. Here on the roof of the Le Metrea Luxury Hotel it made it cold and all Owen had was the black fleece jacket over an OD green assault shirt and some coyote brown tactical pants. He did have his black fleece watch cap that he pulled down over his blond hair. Be comfortable being uncomfortable they had taught in training. "Alright, fuck it Let's go to work." He mumbled.
Owen retrieved the case. He broke out the Barrett .50 caliber sniper rifle. At this range, even people standing around the target would never hear the shot.
Owen got into position then checked his lap top that was collecting environmental data, specifically wind speed and direction. All data points were within limits so he put his icy blue right eye behind the $17,000 scope and optic system on the rifle.
Owen began glassing the area where the target should be stationary. But as his luck would have it, he still had not received any further target package information.
"Chaos base, this is Chaos 1. Do you any target package intel for me?" Owen asked over his radio system.
"Chaos 1, Chaos base, that's a negative. 1 Actual says stay on station until updated."
"You know what, fuck all of you!" Owen said with out keying up his comms and then "Solid copy, 1 out" Owen went back to studying the kill zone through the scope. It seemed a park area, with trees and benches.
Then he saw her. He actually let his mouth drop open. Through the scope, some 950 meters away...what could be the most stunningly beautiful woman he had ever seen. And she was in the exact geographic center of the kill zone.
OOC- Again, if you are interested you can create any character you want as long it follows logically what I wrote.
feel free to PM me if you have questions. Please, don't post if this doesn't make sense or you have questions.
thank you for reading!
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IC- Owen could have punched himself. With the sun setting in the west, the temperature was dropping and the wind was picking up. That probably didn't mean much 75 stories below him. Here on the roof of the Le Metrea Luxury Hotel it made it cold and all Owen had was the black fleece jacket over an OD green assault shirt and some coyote brown tactical pants. He did have his black fleece watch cap that he pulled down over his blond hair. Be comfortable being uncomfortable they had taught in training. "Alright, fuck it Let's go to work." He mumbled.
Owen retrieved the case. He broke out the Barrett .50 caliber sniper rifle. At this range, even people standing around the target would never hear the shot.
Owen got into position then checked his lap top that was collecting environmental data, specifically wind speed and direction. All data points were within limits so he put his icy blue right eye behind the $17,000 scope and optic system on the rifle.
Owen began glassing the area where the target should be stationary. But as his luck would have it, he still had not received any further target package information.
"Chaos base, this is Chaos 1. Do you any target package intel for me?" Owen asked over his radio system.
"Chaos 1, Chaos base, that's a negative. 1 Actual says stay on station until updated."
"You know what, fuck all of you!" Owen said with out keying up his comms and then "Solid copy, 1 out" Owen went back to studying the kill zone through the scope. It seemed a park area, with trees and benches.
Then he saw her. He actually let his mouth drop open. Through the scope, some 950 meters away...what could be the most stunningly beautiful woman he had ever seen. And she was in the exact geographic center of the kill zone.
OOC- Again, if you are interested you can create any character you want as long it follows logically what I wrote.
feel free to PM me if you have questions. Please, don't post if this doesn't make sense or you have questions.
thank you for reading!
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