Work of the devil. ((A World War II RP, with a twist.)) ((Started/Closed.))

[Baldrek]

@Gamekid171: I think he meant the 'AWC G2A' as it was produced in the early nineties. Might I suggest a M1903 Springfield [http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/M1903_Springfield_rifle] instead?

And both the Browning Hi-power and the Colt M1911 are good to go, so you can safely take your pick among them.

 

[One Seven One]

@Baldrek: He said second gun so I assumed he meant the pistol, I was thinking of using the springfield actually so if my sniper rifle isn't the proper kind to use I'll surely use that one.

Now that I think about it there's some other stuff I need to add to my sheet.

 

[Baldrek]

@Gamekid171: Sounds good, you might want to look at the M1903A4 variant of the Springfield (It's in the same article as before), as it was purposefully modified to be used as a sniper rifle.

 

[Stone Wera]

Is this still open?

 

[One Seven One]

@Baldrek: That's certainly a very nice gun!
If my choice won't work I'll defiantly use that one!

Also, I changed up my sheet a bit and I was wondering how it is.

 

[Baldrek]

@Stone Wera: Technically, yes. But only one more player will be accepted out of all the remaining sheets, so the chance of getting selected isn't very high. But if you want to join then I guess it's just to submit a sheet and hope that it gets chosen.

@Gamekid171: I'm pretty confident that your current rifle won't be accepted, sad as it may be. But the fact is that it's more than 40 years in the future as far as the story is concerned, and venom has already stated that he would like weapons true to the era.

As for the sheet, the addition is nice, it tells the basic story of the character and that he came into contact with the stone and began to develop his ability. But there's always room for additional info, for example: What happened to him that made him begin to discard his own morals? What theatre (European, African, or Pacific) did he fight in? And where did he encounter the stone, under what circumstances?

You're by no means required to write anything about these points, but it helps add flavour to the character, and gives the GM something more to work with in the long run.

Hope that helps.

 

[Broken Orange]

I have schooling to study for, so I will post it tomorrow.

 

[One Seven One]

@Baldrek: That does, thank you.

Spoiler

Name: Robert Stillwater

Gender: Male

Age: 22

Appearance: 5'10, Brown hair, brown eyes, 5 o'clock shadow.

Weapons: Springfield M1903A4 and Browning Hi-power.

Power: He is able to control objects with his mind.

Role: Sniper

Country: US

Bio: At an early age Robert had always wanted to be a hero, he wanted to protect people and he wanted to make sure everyone could feel safe. So as soon as he came of age he joined the army; there he has learned being a hero wasn't all it was cracked up to be, he had not lost that want to protect people but he had lost a lot of his morals; his time in the army had turned him into a killer, he no longer felt any remorse for killing anyone.

Some time during his career he was ordered to take a rock, the artifact, to an extraction point so it could be flown to an allied base.

He disovered his powers while he was at his guard post at the African theatre; he was bored and he let his mind wander and while doing so he noticed some of the objects around him started moving. After this he started to practiced with these abilities when he could until he was called in to join the task force.

I think that'll work.

 

[Venom 3135]

@Gamekid: That's a pretty good sheet.

I'm going to pick the winner after school (The deadline).

 

[Venom 3135]

Ok, i'm back, which means this RP is now closed.

And the winner is...

Gamekid!!!

Ok, i'm adding the sheet to the OP and getting to work on the opening.

 

[Venom 3135]

The truck rocked and rattled as the bumpy path went past behind them.
He looked at commanding officer Parker.
"We didn't have time for breifing. Care to fill us in?"
Parker looked at Dan and grinned, "The nazi's have built a heavy bunker near the ocean. Portsmouth. We're heading there to destroy it. We have charges in the front of the truck. We're going to smoke the place, then kill everyone inside, steal any intel and blow it up."
Dan nodded and looked back at the road, streaming from behind the truck. He sighed and looked back at the team. This was his first assignment in the task force and he hadn't introduced himself to any of his squad mates. He cleared his throat and examined the others. They looked like worthy members.
"Well, this is Comander Parker. And i'm second comander Freeman. But I don't like the second name crap, so call me Dan." He said.
He put his face in his hands and waited for the others to respond.

Spoiler: A message for FARD.

You can post music. But as long as it fits the atmosphere ; )

 

[Sir Strange Of The House Lycan]

Victor looked around for a bit,not wanting to be the first one to speak.He looked around to the others,then,with a slight Russian accent he introduced himself to the second commander.
"Special operative,which is a nice way of saying I kill people in the sneakiest way possible,Victor Petrov,Corporal,this year will be my fourth year of service,assuming I make it out alive."
He sat back and watched the others cautiously,wondering if he'd said too much.He wanted to know more about his fellow comrades,they were all in this war to finish the fight,after all.He needed to know about them,he also needed to keep tabs on them,in case anyone went AWOL.
This is not allowed to be the case,if everyone hear touched the stone,that means everyone is dangerous,and everyone is a suspect.

 

[Baldrek]

Edgard sat at the back of the truck, looking out at the road in case they needed to retrace their steps at any given time, only when the Second in command, Dan, spoke did he take his eyes off the road and begin looking over the other squad mates.

From what he could see half the squad seemed composed of younger men in their early twenties, likely conscripts from the beginning of the war. The other half seemed a bit older, but not by much, likely late twenties all of them, and one of them in particular seemed to carry himself with a bit more pride than the rest, probably one of the few who had joined the military before the war, sort of like himself he concluded.

He kept his attention on the man with the Slavic accent as he introduced himself, clearly he was a soldier of the Soviets, and his words seemed to prove that. As he finished he leant back towards the side of the truck, making Edgard aware of the fact that he was the only one who was sitting completely straight, but habits from the King's guard were hard to break.

Seeing as nobody else said anything after the Slav's introduction, Edgard tipped his kepi forward a little in respect before making his own.

"I'm Edgard Vedvik, Over-Sergeant of the Free Norwegian Armed Forces, this is my 13th year of service, including one and a half year as a conscript. Former member of the King's guard, and I was a member of NOR.I.C.1 until I was reassigned."

He looked over at Victor again as he straightened his dark jacket, ending the introduction with, "That's all."

 

[Venom 3135]

Dan listened to the two soldiers. He nodded at each of them.
"I always liked the soviet army."

He slumped forward and stared at his feet.
How did this happen to me?
He sighed, remembering his story.

He sat up and looked at Edgard,
"Good to see someone who has so much experience."

 

[Red_Fog]

Wolfgang sighed. Might as well get this out of the way... "My name is Wolfgang Diederich." he said with a notable Prussian accent as he stood up proudly in the back of the bouncing truck, holding onto the upper canopy for support, "But I found most people in America preferred to call me Wolf, you may as well. I was an Unteroffizer in the Luftwaffe's Fallshirmjagers before I defected to America. I am a veteran of a number of operations, most notably the invasions of Poland, France, and Crete, with some time on the Eastern Front." Wolf glanced at Victor before continuing, "I know many of you may not trust me because I'm German. I am a proud German, I love my country. But, I am no Nazi! I hate them with a passion! They have stolen our country from us, and are slowly killing the Fatherland for their own selfish gains. Well, that is enough. Words mean nothing without actions to back them up." With that, the fallshirmjager took his seat again as he looked around at his new compatriots.

 

[Crayzor]

Nathan looked up from the shotgun cradled in his lap when the introductions began. It was the same weapon he'd carried since the Guadalcanal campaign in 1942, and it was a sort of good luck charm for him. There was an interesting mix of people on the team but he'd not spent much time among non-American soldiers, and was having some trouble placing accents. He thought he'd heard an Eastern European one, but he couldn't be sure.

"Sergeant Nathan Hawkins, US Marines."

He didn't add anything else, figuring those who needed to know more already did.

 

[Shanaar]

Looking out of the truck, Laurens was studying the nature as best he could.
Mmmm, was that a Vulpia bromoides or a Vulpia myuros? Damn, this is car is going to fast to correctly identify then. Oooh well, when the war is done I must come back here some day. Of course after I have been to Sumatra to find the tigers that life there.

Noticing that people are introducing them self, Laurens decide it was time he did the same.
"I'm Laurens van Dijk, I was part of the Prinses Irene Brigade before I got send here. I am actually a biologist, but the moffen has caused me to put that on hold. I have been part of Pro Patria, where I have served in the Leidsche volunteers Jagers. So I know how to handle my rifle. I have also fought with the 2nd British army." Laurens said while putting a note book he had been writing in, back in one of his pockets.

 

[One Seven One]

"I am Robert Stillwater."
"I have been in this army since the day I came of age."
Robert paused, trying to think of what he'd say next only to come up with nothing.
I never was good with introductions.

Robert took a glance outside to the rolling scenery.
This place is rather nice for a war torn hell-hole

 

[Fallen-Angel Risen-Demon]

"I'm Timothy James, point me to something and I'll kill them, destroy it, pick it, drive it, fly it."
He took his hood off his head.
"An I'm 'ere because I was conscipted. I was a chuaffer, bloody war..."
He put his hood back up.

 

[Venom 3135]

Now that everyone had introduced themselves, Dan smiled.
"Hate this war more than anything else, but it must be. If we lose, then all of our decendants will be speaking German. We don't want that, so we must win."
He stood up and reached under his bench. He pulled out a turpentine and took a drink. He passed it around the group.