Spec OPs

You cant remember much of your past, though you were told that you were taken at a young age. After that, hey ran tests. Trained and molded you until you were what they needed you to be. You aren't a super soldier, your not a mutant, you are a savant. They trained you and your "classmates" to be specialized in one talent. Fighting, Reconnaissance, Hacking, whatever it may be. You are the SpecOPs, when the war gets too hot to handle, they send you in, Welcome to your first mission. Let the briefing begin...

Classes:

The Marauder
Job: Reconnaissance
Armaments: Dual suppressed, Burst action SMGs. Stasis generator.
Armor: Black Bio-Suit, Shoulder Pads, Iron torso armor, and special braces on the legs that assist with running. The eyes are large green circles

The Infiltrator
Job: Hacking
Armaments: Soddering iron, Laser saw, Gutter (A small gauss rifle)
Armor: Very Dark Red Bio-Suit, Goggles that have one large eye on the right eye, and three small diodes on the left eye, which serve for blacklights, Light gauntlets, torso armor, and greives

The Demon
Job: Weapons Expertise
Armaments: Rail Gun, .50 Revolver, Repeating Sniper, Assault Rifle
Armor: Heavy Armor that covers almost all areas exept for his joints, has a green visor.

Forms:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Class:
Personality:
Callsign: (NATO Phonetic then 3 numbers)

My Form:

Name: Gryphon
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Class: The Deamon
Personality: Quick, Slightly Impatient
Callsign: Golf 124

You can join now

Name: Cornelia
Age: 24
Gender: female
Class: The infiltrator
Personality: a slightly neurotic overachiever, full of cynical, sarcastic, or laconic quips.
Callsign: River562

(River isnt a NATO Phonetic, military phonetics are
Alfa
Bravo
Charlie
Delta
Echo
Foxtrot
Golf
Hotel
India
Juliet
Kilo
Lima
Mike
November
Oscar
Papa
Quebec
Romeo
Sierra
Tango
Uniform
Victor
Whiskey
Xray
Yankee
Zulu))

fine, it'll be zulu562

Wow a war RP. WAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRR!

Wanna join?

Mabey, Im kinda busy...

Im back from Virginia

Wow, no ones joined since I was gone>

role playing has been really slow......

PEOPLE JOIN SO I CAN START!

Sorry, but this isn't quite...My thing? War RPs always end up with uuber mary sues.

I'll make sure theres no mary sues.

Name:Drake
Age: 23 (i equals NOOB. lol)
Gender: Male
Class: Marauder
Personality: Quietly stuck-up.
Callsign: Lima444

Is the Curran happy now?

((Start))
Gryphon hear the hiss of the hydrolics as the bay door opened, they approached the LZ, slowly, he heard from the speaker, "*buzz* ETA, 30 secs. *tcht*" He loaded his Rail gun pressed a button on his forearm, and his armor deployed, he slung his railgun over his shoulder, "Ready to drop" he heard from the speaker, he got up, stepped on the edge of the door, and leaped out. He went down head first, opened his arms into a swan dive, and landed strait in a trench, got into a foxhole, and waited for his squadmates.

"Heheh." Drake said "They said secs. Heheh. Sounds like s*x."

((I'M SORRY! LOL THO!))

Cornelia rolled her eyes and readyed the gutter.


(I'm gone August 8-25, so godmod.....)

"Whaat?" Drake said "It was funny. Don't you infiltrators have a sense of humor?"

(Dam, thats when I get out of claymation camp)
"Get down here you two, the flak gun is gonna tear you to pieces if that drop ship sits there much longer," Gryphon got his assault rifle loaded.

"Getting!" Drake ran over to Gryphon.

((Arent you supposed to jump out of the dropship first?))

Cornelia Jumped and gave drake a weary look "You mean you didn't appreciate me spamming the lolcats? I thought that was qutie funny myself."