well most of you know me as ive been here a wile but i guess this is nessisary "Names Lutenent Rick Halliday dont really halve a nickname but most ppl cann me jackson cause of a fight i got in well i get into that at a later time im the resident sniper rifle man extrodinare i can put 3 bullets in a guys head wthin a 2 inch radius at 1000 yards and i dont miss."
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OOC: Punctuate and capitalize. Please.
IC: What the hell. I tossed back the shot and slapped the glass on the bar. I looked at my watch and frowned, punctuality was a quality I admired in a man, almost as much as him being a good shot. I had places to go, people to shoot. There were plenty of people willing to fork out the cash for my specialty. Enough that I didn't have to hang out in this dive. The lure of the promised millions, however... I would stick around for a little while longer.
IC: What the hell. I tossed back the shot and slapped the glass on the bar. I looked at my watch and frowned, punctuality was a quality I admired in a man, almost as much as him being a good shot. I had places to go, people to shoot. There were plenty of people willing to fork out the cash for my specialty. Enough that I didn't have to hang out in this dive. The lure of the promised millions, however... I would stick around for a little while longer.
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I looked at him impassively for a moment. He was late, I checked my watch, by 45 seconds.
"Millions of times," I responded. I looked around the bar, someone was bound to notice. "Babies love muffins. Do you like muffins?"
The ball was in his court. I wondered what the job was.
"Millions of times," I responded. I looked around the bar, someone was bound to notice. "Babies love muffins. Do you like muffins?"
The ball was in his court. I wondered what the job was.
Guns
occ: Sorry I haven't been on lately, but I just had my wisdom teeth out and I've been out of the loop since.
icc: Guns looked at the boys and decided to get to business. "Okay, heres the deal, we all need to meet at Langley AFB tomorrow at 0900 shard, got it? We meet there with all of bags of goodies and we then head out to Germany. There we meet with our boss who'll be passing on the next set of steps for us to take. All I can tell ya right now is that we're going hunting for guys and info. We do a grab and smash, get out, pump the bastard for info and then we see what can do. Got it? Okay hit the sack with or without company, I don't give a shit. Later." With that he stood up, drained his last pitcher of coors and headed for the door and home...
occ: Sorry I haven't been on lately, but I just had my wisdom teeth out and I've been out of the loop since.
icc: Guns looked at the boys and decided to get to business. "Okay, heres the deal, we all need to meet at Langley AFB tomorrow at 0900 shard, got it? We meet there with all of bags of goodies and we then head out to Germany. There we meet with our boss who'll be passing on the next set of steps for us to take. All I can tell ya right now is that we're going hunting for guys and info. We do a grab and smash, get out, pump the bastard for info and then we see what can do. Got it? Okay hit the sack with or without company, I don't give a shit. Later." With that he stood up, drained his last pitcher of coors and headed for the door and home...
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I followed Brett who'd yet to introduce himself out the door and across the parking lot. He sat on the hood of a beater Chevy and watched the front door.
"I'm not cheap, but I'm worth it," I told him. He flicked his eyes at me as if to say, whoop-dee-do, and resumed watching the front door. "You wanted a sniper. Pablo sent me."
Pablo was a "talent" agent in DC. He ran models and the like in his above ground stable. Underground he dealt in critters like myself to clients like him.
[Edited by KillerMuffin on 05-29-2001 at 08:38 AM]
"I'm not cheap, but I'm worth it," I told him. He flicked his eyes at me as if to say, whoop-dee-do, and resumed watching the front door. "You wanted a sniper. Pablo sent me."
Pablo was a "talent" agent in DC. He ran models and the like in his above ground stable. Underground he dealt in critters like myself to clients like him.
[Edited by KillerMuffin on 05-29-2001 at 08:38 AM]
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As soon as Craig saw the boss leave the bar he decided that it was time for him to leave and get some sleep as he knew that he would need it tomorrow. As soon as Craig left the building he noticed some guy talking to an extremely beautiful woman out in the parking lot and the one thing that came to mind was Lucky bastard. He walked over to where his car sat and after getting into it pushed the accelerator down and raced out of there, leaving rubber marks behind.
[Edited by Angelius on 06-01-2001 at 09:37 PM]
[Edited by Angelius on 06-01-2001 at 09:37 PM]
Guns
Guns headed over to his Harley and got on it. Nodding to one of his guys who had just left he started it up. Waiting for it to settle into idle he saw a guys talking to a really good looking babe. Thinking for a moment as he looked at her he tried to remember if he had seen her before. "Hmm, not many like her around here. I remember seeing her before. Hmm, I'd better check with one of my contacts and see whats stirring up in the underground." Sitting for a few more moments he then decided to gun the harley and took off for his place and bed...
Guns headed over to his Harley and got on it. Nodding to one of his guys who had just left he started it up. Waiting for it to settle into idle he saw a guys talking to a really good looking babe. Thinking for a moment as he looked at her he tried to remember if he had seen her before. "Hmm, not many like her around here. I remember seeing her before. Hmm, I'd better check with one of my contacts and see whats stirring up in the underground." Sitting for a few more moments he then decided to gun the harley and took off for his place and bed...
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ooc to Phoenix: Be my guest and try to join up with your group if you can.
OOC to group at large: Make sure since we really now two seperate threads going in one here, to put in your subject whether your a good guy or bad guy by stating which group your with. My guys use either: 32nd or Loki.
Morgoth's group can use: Steel Fist. Thanks, this will hopefully keep the sides straight and help some of us to figure out whose who in this thread. Good luck y'all. Back to the story..
ooc to Phoenix: Be my guest and try to join up with your group if you can.
OOC to group at large: Make sure since we really now two seperate threads going in one here, to put in your subject whether your a good guy or bad guy by stating which group your with. My guys use either: 32nd or Loki.
Morgoth's group can use: Steel Fist. Thanks, this will hopefully keep the sides straight and help some of us to figure out whose who in this thread. Good luck y'all. Back to the story..
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After a while Brett turned back to her. "I'm Brett, leader of the Steel Fist. We have the resources you will need. And we have the power to keep you alive", he smirked at the last sentence, before extending his hand. "I still don't know your name though, do I?" he asked, waiting for the shake.
OOC: Cool with me Phoenix.
OOC: Cool with me Phoenix.
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I looked at his extended hand dubiously for a moment, then shook it.
"I have the resources to keep me alive, too, Brett. My name is Muffin." I wondered what he was up to. "I'm not wanted by anyone, lil' ol' innocent me. Anyway. What's the deal?"
I looked at his extended hand dubiously for a moment, then shook it.
"I have the resources to keep me alive, too, Brett. My name is Muffin." I wondered what he was up to. "I'm not wanted by anyone, lil' ol' innocent me. Anyway. What's the deal?"
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As soon as Craig walked into the apartment he knew that something wasn't right, it was too quiet. He walked slowly into the main room and looked around but didn't see a thing which is what bugged him. His girlfriend, Liz was usually waiting for him to see where he had been but this time she wasn't there. He walked into the kitchen and became alarmed when he saw the plate on the table. He walked over to the knife block and grabbed a small knife then walked towards the main bedroom. Slowly he opened the door and breathed a sigh a relief when he saw Liz laying asleep in the bed. He turned and walked out of the room and to the main room, laying down on the couch.
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Introducing...
Malik "The Phoenix" Styles
Hieght: 6-0
Weight: A well put together and cut 200 lbs
Hair: Shaven Bald
Eyes: Light Brown
Nationality: African American
Distinguishing Marks: A small barcode tattoo on the side of his neck and a Phoenix bird of fire tattoo on the underside of his forearm
Hometown: New York City
Skillz: Stragetistism, Assassainations and Covert Operations
Perferred weopons: A .357 Magnum, A Gold desert Eagle .50 and a sawed off shotgun, along with several sharp throwing blades
Style: Very precise and calculating. A bit of a trashtalker. He has a tendency to be remarkably sarcastic, yet still maintain a calculating nature
History: For 5 years Styles served the government covert operations unit, however after a unfortunate incident in Serbia involving a Serb missle shrapnel dischange, Mr. Styles was given an honerary discharge and remained on board with government as a high price battle consultant. While the consultant life was OK, Styles longed to be an active operative once again. When his superiors denied that request, he continued training and worked as a freelance mercenary in other countries known only under the AKA The Phoenix in order to keep his identity a secret. With a hit list longer than most legal documents The Phoenix is known to be among the best mercenaries and/or hitmen to ever walk the face of the earthred
Malik "The Phoenix" Styles
Hieght: 6-0
Weight: A well put together and cut 200 lbs
Hair: Shaven Bald
Eyes: Light Brown
Nationality: African American
Distinguishing Marks: A small barcode tattoo on the side of his neck and a Phoenix bird of fire tattoo on the underside of his forearm
Hometown: New York City
Skillz: Stragetistism, Assassainations and Covert Operations
Perferred weopons: A .357 Magnum, A Gold desert Eagle .50 and a sawed off shotgun, along with several sharp throwing blades
Style: Very precise and calculating. A bit of a trashtalker. He has a tendency to be remarkably sarcastic, yet still maintain a calculating nature
History: For 5 years Styles served the government covert operations unit, however after a unfortunate incident in Serbia involving a Serb missle shrapnel dischange, Mr. Styles was given an honerary discharge and remained on board with government as a high price battle consultant. While the consultant life was OK, Styles longed to be an active operative once again. When his superiors denied that request, he continued training and worked as a freelance mercenary in other countries known only under the AKA The Phoenix in order to keep his identity a secret. With a hit list longer than most legal documents The Phoenix is known to be among the best mercenaries and/or hitmen to ever walk the face of the earthred
Gunn
Getting back to his place he put his Hog into the garage provided for him by the apartment complex. Walking inside he checked his mail "Typical, nothing but shit, hold on, Penthouse AND Guns and Ammo, perhaps this whole day wasn't a loss" were his thoughts upon reading through the whole pile. Walking up to his apartment on the 12th floor, which was the entire floor, he walked in, locked the door, and got to business. Going to a closet he had converted into a gun locker he took out a couple of duffle bags and began to load his goodies for the trip...
Getting back to his place he put his Hog into the garage provided for him by the apartment complex. Walking inside he checked his mail "Typical, nothing but shit, hold on, Penthouse AND Guns and Ammo, perhaps this whole day wasn't a loss" were his thoughts upon reading through the whole pile. Walking up to his apartment on the 12th floor, which was the entire floor, he walked in, locked the door, and got to business. Going to a closet he had converted into a gun locker he took out a couple of duffle bags and began to load his goodies for the trip...
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"That's good. We need more people like you. You dictate the terms. We make one lifetime payment, and then release you when you are no longer needed. For you: how about 2 billion dollars? Plus all the weaponry and ammo you need", said Brett, smiling lightly.
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"What are the conditions of this release? A bullet in the back of the head or a pat on the ass and a have a nice life at Happy Acres Retirement Villa?" I frowned at him, wondering just how far to trust the man. "2 billion lifetime? Hardly. I have 83 confirmed kills right now. 8 unconfirmed. My killbook reads like a UN wish list. I get well around 20 million a kill. You'd run out of kills fast for a lifetime. Make it an even ten, payable in five installments of 2 billion. I'm not even considered a suspicious person by the CIA or MI-6. The KGB thinks I'm harmless. I'm giving up my anonynity by hanging out with you."
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Craig's eyes slowly opened when he heard the sound of Liz's voice. He looked up to see her smiling down at him seconds before she leaned down and kissed him on the lips.
"Morning honey, now where were you this time?" she asked.
"I was out with some mates of mine.... we were celebrating and I lost track of time- sorry."
Liz smiled seconds before she dropped my mobile phone on his chest. He looked down at it and the first thing that Craig thought was Dumb ass!
He quickly got up off the couch and grabbed her before kissing her deeply. She looked at Craig with a shocked look as he took her towards the bathroom. Before she knew what was happening Craig pulled her into the shower, closing the door behind them. He moved towards her and kissed her again while pulling off her top as steam filled up the room.
"Morning honey, now where were you this time?" she asked.
"I was out with some mates of mine.... we were celebrating and I lost track of time- sorry."
Liz smiled seconds before she dropped my mobile phone on his chest. He looked down at it and the first thing that Craig thought was Dumb ass!
He quickly got up off the couch and grabbed her before kissing her deeply. She looked at Craig with a shocked look as he took her towards the bathroom. Before she knew what was happening Craig pulled her into the shower, closing the door behind them. He moved towards her and kissed her again while pulling off her top as steam filled up the room.
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Brett took a sideways look at her, then laughed. "Deal. Like i told the others, you're perfect for our jobs. and by the way, we release nicely. We simply send you out and make sure you don't leak any info. If you do, you're marked", he said cheerfully.
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"Deal," I echoed, sticking my hand out to shake on it. "Pablo has the details, transfer the money through him. Once the first installment is in, we're good. What's the next job?"
After assembling his kit Gunn went into his bedroom and got ready to sleep. Pulling out the new issue of Guns and Ammo he read till he drifted off to sleep with thoughts of new weapons to try and buy. At 0700 his alarm sounded and rolling from bed he took his 5 minute shower got dressed, jumped on his harley and headed for the base.
Jackson of the 32
After getting completely drunk at the bar I wandered home and checked my answering machine. "Rick this is your mother why havnt you been returning my calls if you dont love me anymore just call me and tell me i wont be upset after all you are my ONLY son and i gave birth to you ---". I was now glad i have a limit on how long a message is. The second and third were from her as well but i didnt bother to listen to them seeing as how they were pretty much the same thing every time. But the last message was from Tanya "Hea Jackson whats up I know your busy being the top dude at your company ( a front i used for my family so as they dont know what i accualy do seeing as how they hate the thought of me with guns.) but i really want to see you if you want to get togeather just call me ill be home."
I picked up the phone but no anser at her house so i left a message that i was going away on a trip to japan to seel a deel on Robotica Motraca and that i will sure as shit call her when i get back. After i get off the phone i go take a shower and go to bed.
When i woke up i realised that i was running early so for once i had a good breakfast and a quick shower and shave I get dressed and head tword the base. On the way i pull up along side gunns on his bike and blow the horn. With out turning to see how he responded i hit the turbo and fly to the base.
After getting completely drunk at the bar I wandered home and checked my answering machine. "Rick this is your mother why havnt you been returning my calls if you dont love me anymore just call me and tell me i wont be upset after all you are my ONLY son and i gave birth to you ---". I was now glad i have a limit on how long a message is. The second and third were from her as well but i didnt bother to listen to them seeing as how they were pretty much the same thing every time. But the last message was from Tanya "Hea Jackson whats up I know your busy being the top dude at your company ( a front i used for my family so as they dont know what i accualy do seeing as how they hate the thought of me with guns.) but i really want to see you if you want to get togeather just call me ill be home."
I picked up the phone but no anser at her house so i left a message that i was going away on a trip to japan to seel a deel on Robotica Motraca and that i will sure as shit call her when i get back. After i get off the phone i go take a shower and go to bed.
When i woke up i realised that i was running early so for once i had a good breakfast and a quick shower and shave I get dressed and head tword the base. On the way i pull up along side gunns on his bike and blow the horn. With out turning to see how he responded i hit the turbo and fly to the base.
Gunn of the 32nd
"Bitch ass punk Jackson" thought Gunn as he saw the kid drive by and honk his horn then hit the turbocharger on his car. Grinnning he thought "I was like him though when I was that young." then he made the turn to the gate. He pulled out his ID was cleared and rode right up to the plane where he met up with Jackson. "Where's the new guy?" he asked as he got off his bike and unloaded his gear.
"Bitch ass punk Jackson" thought Gunn as he saw the kid drive by and honk his horn then hit the turbocharger on his car. Grinnning he thought "I was like him though when I was that young." then he made the turn to the gate. He pulled out his ID was cleared and rode right up to the plane where he met up with Jackson. "Where's the new guy?" he asked as he got off his bike and unloaded his gear.
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