Okay... way back about three months ago Malrid a MGS(Metal Gear Solid) rp, but only I signed up plus him yet now I hope we could get one rolling or at least one like it with our own stuff. I have kinda put together a starting point about the crisis,(I am of course a bad guy) and yet I need more people. If you haven`t played the game no problemo, if there is anything unclear let me clarify it to you and then just please join ppl!

I`ll look over the plot advance and have some twists or revelations in it perhaps or something...

The Plot:

7 hours ago an international facility in the pacific was taken over by a new terrorist group calling themselves as The Swords Of Freedom (yeah might sound stupid, but come up with something better!). For now the United States know of the situation and only the top personel, it might be only a matter of time before europe finds out and takes action. There was a black project being built there, which no one knew of and know the facility personel are hostages of the terrorists. The Terrorists have made no demands yet, but the white house are expecting something outrageous or ordinary, but they have their line of not negotiating with terrorists so they send their top agent to solve the problem.

Only few of the terrorists have been identified thanks to a scientist whom contacted the navy forces during the attack, the scientist and the black project are apparently the only reason the facility isn`t blown sky high.

For the chars:


Name:
Codename:
Age:
Height:
Weight:
Nationality:

Appereance/Features:

Skills:(for those who don`t know MGS has some supernatural stuff like physcs, but nothing like throwing fireballs):

Equipment/Weaponry:

Personality:

History:

Weapon pictures:

(heres what should be know for the other rpers, but everyone doesn`t have to have a codename... PS. You don`t have to fill it all so you can take some off, if you don`t think that they are neccessarry, but thats my basis for a properly described character)

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

I wanna be snake!

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Sure, we might make this just our made up operation so that no one really has to no any basic stuff too much from MGS since then they would kinda feel left out etc?

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Need more details to join.

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Will be going to London on March of the 30th

such as? About the mission thingy or what? or do you mean you don`t know what MGS is?

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

I do not know what exactly is. If you give me info about how we are gonna play the game and the plot especially.I will join

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Will be going to London on March of the 30th

Well usually it is a sneaking/shooting game, in the game you are an agent who infiltrates some facility controlled by hostiles, well its usually terrorists and metal gear(a walking battle tank armed with nuclear warheads) is involved. So my basic plan is this...

An international group of scientists work on a black project or something(you can be one of the scientists in this rp, a terrorist(baddy of course), an agent of some nation that has a scientist in there or a neutral guy with indepedent goals, which are usually personal...)

So many nations send agents and strike teams(or just few) to get their countrymen out, but what fun would there be? They are given few other goals too concerning the research made in the facility and to find out as much as possible also possibly to eliminate the terrorist threat somehow. What is the only reason that the place isn`t blown sky high? Because they have other hostages these terrorists... of course we can create twists in the plot to make this far more interesting...

capish?

(I´ll be one of the terrorists...)

But where should this thing be? I was thinking of the pacific, it would be on an island and the complex would be surrounded by jungle. The terrorists of course have normal soldiers among them, mercenaries or something...

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Would be difficult, you would need to have the gerneral gang of special guys.

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Sounds great. I am the scientist then.

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Will be going to London on March of the 30th

Not really... I´ll create them and use them if none volounteers for em.. or just to make their own

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

cool when im ready whenever you are

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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(I`ll first start using my first char, then add them as they are needed etc. The guy I now play will be my main char, but not the leader of the terrorists..)

Name:
Codename:
Age:
Height:
Weight:
Nationality:

Appereance/Features:

Skills:(for those who don`t know MGS has some supernatural stuff like physcs, but nothing like throwing fireballs):

Equipment/Weaponry:

Personality:

History:

Weapon pictures:

(heres what should be know for the other rpers, but everyone doesn`t have to have a codename... PS. You don`t have to fill it all so you can take some off, if you don`t think that they are neccessarry, but thats my basis for a properly described character)

Name: Unknown
Codename: Forsaken
Age: 21
Height: 6`8
Weight: 168 lbs / 84 kg
Nationality: Half American and Half German

Appereance/Features: Has dark brown short hair and some beard that hasn`t really grown, he has a visible tattoo of the terrorist groups symbol, which is a black snake going around a sword.

Skills: Acrobatics, he can perform jumps off the wall, run off it quickly and is agile otherwise that helps him to take cover.

Equipment/Weaponry: He wears an army camo suit, which has a hood and over that he has a cloth that has a hood, which covers his upper torso as a rain cloth. As his main weapon he uses a P90 submachine gun, secondary he has a Walther P99 and finally a combat knife.

Personality: He is very young and eager to prove his skills out on the battle field, he might be a rookie, but he usually counts that his skills take that away and yet he is not arrogant. He is very quiet during the meeting of the other terrorists and opens his mouth, if he has anything important to say. He is usually hard on himself for failure and thinks that defeat is the ultimate shame

History:

Forsaken was born in Western Germany, but soon moved to the USA to live a better life away from europe and the yet living soviet union. His parents lived in a military base so it was expected that he was to become a soldier, unfortunately as he was young his father died in service and he perhaps had something twisted in his reality and thoughts. He became a silent and an outsider to his mother not to mention others that he knew, he recruited as early as possible and in the army he pushed himself like a madman trough the training exercises. His mother believed that he only wanted to see what took his father and was battle any worth it to die for.

After many years Forsaken got in his first combat and after many missions where he lost a dear friend that had actually someway bonded with him he left the US army because his views had changed. In the beginning it wasn`t a matter of who he served, but now it had all changed after he had seen what the US did to others and he left to europe joining the The Grenzschutzgruppe 9(Counter-Terrorist Unit) in Germany where he worked for few years until he was employed by an unknown group, which he joined soon afterwards.

Weapon pictures:

P90: http://home.snafu.de/l.moeller/Bremse/FN-P90.jpg

Walther P99: http://world.guns.ru/handguns/walther_p99.jpg

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Name: Ziang
Codename: Night Dragon
Age: 24
Height: 5'7
Weight: 102 lbs
Nationality: Chinese

Appereance/Features: cropped black hair; fine-boned; lean and wiry; clean-shaven

Skills: dexterious, can get into buildings and tight spots, moves silently

Equipment/Weaponry: doesn't carry much except for shurikens, small blowgun, and knives. tight black clothing for good movement

Personality: Quiet most of the time. does what he's told except when it interferes with his twisted code of honor.

History: He lived a quiet life as a farmer in Jianxi before a Chinese Triad picked him up. Since then he's worked for the Triad, Italian Mafia, and a number of terrorist groups.

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(I´ll begin the rp, this thing that is now is a diversion for the terrorists so that snake could get towards the facility, but of course we should take more time in the jungle perhaps...)

Forsaken sat on the watchout tower watching into the sky and jungle, suddenly a light began to beep and he looked at the machines beginning to look trough them as a technician located the source of the sensor alerting.

"It`s sector three, someone is moving out there. It could be an animal..."

"But we can`t count of it, it`s just too suspiciously close to the shore area so that must be the americans... how stupid can you be attacking here..."

Forsaken retorted and went to the ladder.

"I will report on this, you stay here and monitor the situation. I`ll be in contact with the radio..."

Forsaken slided the ladder down and exited the small tower on the edge of the facility baricaded walls to the yard, he exited trough the main gate and disappeared into the jungle. He opened a radio on his chest by pressing a channel putton calling to all his comrades.

"Someone answer darn it..."

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Name: David
Codename: Solid Snake
Age: late 30's
Height: 178 cm
Weight: 75 kg
Nationality: American

Appereance/Features: Best pics i could find:



Skills: The ultimate soldier! Expert killer of alomst every method.

Equipment/Weaponry: Socom and knief. Cigerates, scope, bandana

Personality: Tough and uncomprimisng. You know what he's like!

History: The result of the attempt to make the perfect soldier using Big Boss's DNA Snake was one of three clones made in his image. Was a member of Foxhound until it was disbanded, then went into work with Otocan to try and prevent any more Metal Gear's threatening the world.

Weapon pictures:

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Snake walked in his crouched stance through the undergrowth slowly but surely toward the building Otacan had told him about. He held his Socom in his hands looking around for any sign of the enemy when he caught sight of a soldier looking at a radio and tapping it.
"What the hell is wrong with this?"
The soldier had his back to Snake who was now on his stomach, flat.
"Stupid thing."
He was blind to Snake's presence and continued to tap it. Snake crawled toward him as the signal tried to get through to him.
"...ctor .... mov.... out..."
Snake drew his knief and slowly rose to his feet, hunched over he silently walked over. He was in breathing distance of the man now. He took a shallow breath and quickly pulled his head back and slit his throat. The man fell down straight away and snake quickly the pulled the body into the undergrowth. The radio now gained a full signal.
"Hello? Anyone out there?!"
Snake frowned at it and pushed forward to the fortress, now even more aleart.

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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