[OOC] Two-Man Army

[MatthiasAngel]

(To be improved)

Storyline basics: This is modern-day America, and the country is at war. Much of the world's attention is on what could be known as WW III. The international focus fills the headlines and news reports and all the camera point towards the fight. The opportunity for inner-America crime intensifies. With the resources and arms being sent to the war, no one is watching their backs. A group takes advantage of this and begins an underground operation (intentions to be determined) in a normal, uninteresting city (name TBD). Unfortunately, this city is protected by a more "unique" force.

Enter "Kilo," an army of two men, paid by the city to take care of anything at any time. The city is generally crime-free and any minor incidents are handles by the local police. However, rumors and whispers have been spreading. Talk of some kind of organized crime is starting to arouse suspicion. Unfortunately, every "tip" has been a dead-end. Nonexistent dangers and empty buildings. The police are getting restless, beginning to think the whole thing is an elaborate hoax, and yet the threat exists. Rather than respond to the constant rumors and cryptic messages, the police contact two specialists to look into it for them.

This is the story of two men, quietly defending a city from a threat that could either be one of the biggest jokes or biggest threats to ever occur. They are on constant standby for anything that poses a threat, regardless of the circumstances. They were equally skeptical about the rumors, but they looked into them anyway. Just when they were ready to confirm the entire thing as a ruse, something unexpected turned up and changed everything. With no backup and no rules, Kilo is on their own to open and close the case as carefully and, if necessary, violently as they can.

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"HQ" of Kilo:


City Map:

[MatthiasAngel]

Character Sheet:
Name: Matthias Emmanuel Angel
Age: 28
Race: Caucasian
H/W: 5'1", 180 lbs.
Quick sketch of his character:

Personality/Quirks:
- Overall good-humored until the situation becomes serious. Makes an occasional joke and shows apathy at times, but when action is required he becomes humorless and rigid. Doesn't easily lose his temper, but can let off a rant if provoked.
- Gets distracted at times. Toys with a butterfly knife when he's bored (as you can see from my signature, I am a fan of butterfly knives).
- Always keeps a pack of breath mints on him (Icebreakers). Is borderline addicted to them. They keep him awake.
- Wears a ball necklace with a dog tag that has the letter "A" engraved in it and a basic handcuff key (because the easiest way to get out of handcuffs is using a key).

Perks:
- Aggressive combat tactics. Krav Maga and boxing, along with some training with knives. Good upper-body strength but isn't a powerhouse.
- Above average intelligence. Notices connections and patterns, but the "big picture" escapes him at times (which is where you come in, if you like the idea)
- Physical locks and defense removal. Would rather pick a lock than kick a door open, although both are options
- Above average accuracy with a firearm. Can hold his own in a small firefight but has little medium- to long-range training or accuracy.
- Exceptional vision and hearing, as well as perception. Useful for night operations and stealth.
- Military training allows him to take orders and obey them

Flaws:
- As far as he's concerned, all that matters is getting from A to B. No interaction, no killing, no witness, no survivors. If the mission has to be done in a specific way, someone else can figure it out.
- Distraction and apathy when off-duty can irritate some people. He rarely looks totally awake and has his feet on a desk if he's in a chair.
- Gets irritated by begging and pleading. Negotiations are often short and simple. If you're an adult, fight like one and die like one. Cowering and asking for mercy generally leads to no mercy.
- (not sure what else. I'm certain a few will develop along the way.

Loadout:
Primary:
-H&K UMP (.45ACP), 30-round mag (two spare in vest pouch), suppressor, vertical foregrip, laser, iron sights
OR
-Kel-Tec KSG (12-gauge), 14-round tubes (7 TASER XREP, 7 Fiocchi 00 rubber buckshot).
Secondary: S&W M&P (.45ACP), 10-round mag (spare in holster), suppressor, flashlight
Knife: SP24 (USN-1) Survival knife, Benchmade 67
Clothing: Dark zip-up hoodie, combat pants (black), combat boots (black), fingerless gloves
Armor: GH Body armor, tactical drop leg holster (black), ballistic kneepads, neoprene lower face mask, Pulsar Edge GS night vision goggles.(if needed)
Equipment: Lockpick set, 10 zipties, choke cable, metal tactical flashlight, primitive bomb kit (wire cutters, scalpel, tweezers, small telescoping mirror, electrical tape), TAC II cam kit (snake cam, microphone, Special Ops DVR)

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Character Sheet:
Name: Reginald W. Charylson
Nickname: Reggie, "Gibber," or, "Mireggie"
Age: 35
Race: Asian(S. Korean)
Sex: Male
Height: 6'1"
Weight: ~210lbs
Appearance Description: A stocky male with a fairly dark blonde, disheveled mat of hair, light green eyes and a constantly close-cut shave. He is just about as athletic as a non-Olympian can get, and as deliberate in action and word as any man can hope to be. His neutral expression is rather grumpy and he is almost always fighting to keep his eyes open. His smile is very natural and sweet, but he rarely ever smiles. As a norm, his expression is entirely stolid. As a result of his military experience, he never slouches for any reason, and he always respects his elders with eye-contact. He has a few noteworthy scars, two shrapnel wounds on each arm, a bullet wound on his left quad, and a slightly stumpy left thumb. ((I'm not willing to write an essay, but I can't find a good picture either, so I wrote a short description))

Character traits of Reggie:
-He shaves his face every day, whether using his bayonet, a scalpel, or a disposable razor, with or without shaving cream, and never cuts himself.
-Strategist. He never attacks outright, even in a raid.
-Upon discharge from the military, he studied Kenjutsu and Aikido, adding to his experience in Krav Maga, basic firearms, and Systema from military hand-to-hand and basic training. His medical knowledge allows him to prioritize non-lethal shots and disabling blows to enemies. He is skillful enough to disable an entire squad of men on his own without inflicting critical wounds.
-Savant level intelligence. He won't admit it to anyone, but he scored higher than Albert Einstein on an IQ test. He is a brilliant tactician and computer programmer, but a horrible negotiator. He is also extremely proficient at multi-tasking and focusing. When sleep-deprived, he significantly loses focus, but his innovation and planning are benefited somewhat.
-Proficient at suppressing fire with all military-approved automatic weapons, and exceptionally accurate with automatic assault rifles. He often used a 5.56 M249 SAW on active duty, but found it too heavy, and preferred assault rifles after his dismissal. He trains with weapons at the NRA firing range every week.
-He prefers to make a plan before heading into combat, but he is perfectly comfortable with improvising if a situation needs to be rushed.

Loadout and Supplies:
-In all situations, he wears both his dog tags wherever he goes, along with his OKC-3S bayonet, his wallet, car keys, his sat phone, a cliff bar or two, and his first aid pack. He is always ready to heal minor wounds and even suture. Also, he wears a uniform with an urban camouflage texture.
-In a combat situation, he carries his medical pouch, a 5.56mm M27 with Surefire 60-round magazines(with an attached laser pointer/flashlight and a variable-zoom ACOG sight), a 10mm G22 with 22-round magazines, two m84 flashbangs, his OKC-3S bayonet, a bullet-proof chestpiece and helmet, classy sunglasses, 30 zip ties, his sat phone, 300 feet of paracord, and plenty of spare ammunition(most of his ammunition is standard FMJ or rubber). Overall, with all of his combat gear, he weighs around 300lbs.

Expertise:
-Tactical analysis, planning, programming/hacking, reconnaissance, emergency medicine(all but poison and pathology), suppressing fire, leading(large and small bodies of troops), and hand-to-hand combat.
-Highly proficient at holding off small bodies of infantry in an urban environment. Exceptionally proficient in non-lethal take-downs and suppression from any range.
-20/20 vision, corrected by LASIK surgery. Left ear is slightly less sensitive to noise due to a shooting range incident; hearing is otherwise perfect.
-A remarkably aggressive driver. Even off-duty, he'll accelerate through yellow lights and pass people at any opportunity. Fortunately, he is also exceptionally good at maneuvering and avoiding collisions. When it comes to aerial vehicles, he leaves it to the pros.

Personality:
-Very serious under most circumstances. Only his family and the sight of friendly artillery or gunner support can make him smile. He will include some humor or a joke to lighten the mood for his troops.
-Very good at listening, but very bad at conversations. He was always edging on the side of being introverted. Still, he knows how to emotionally support both wounded and healthy soldiers in almost any situation.
-Whenever he needs to think really hard about a situation, he sits at Seiza, a kneeling position, with his eyes closed and his hands clasped together at his knees. Habit or not, he claims that it helps.
-Reggie does not care what he eats so long as he meets all of his nutritional requirements for the day. He isn't a picky eater, nor does he check nutritional facts constantly, but he plans out his meals nonetheless. As a side note, he is a horrible chef, as he quotes, "A bit of black doesn't do jack."
-He doesn't mind packing a few extra instruments and supplies in his combat pack if it means increasing survivability.

Flaws:
-Reggie is horrible at negotiation and conversation. He can make friends quickly, but isn't the best at keeping them.
-He is exceptionally compassionate and merciful, to the degree of providing medical attention to wounded enemies in certain situations.
-Due to his heavy load of supplies, he can't sprint very long in combat, and often needs a defensive position in order to function properly in combat. Thus he is always paranoid of being flanked or sniped.
-He cannot conduct special operations on his own and requires extra men to effectively and efficiently work through a combat situation.
-Sometimes he doesn't plan ahead far enough due to lack of information or reconnaissance.
-He will not injure targets which he believes could be non-combatants, except in very minor ways in extenuating circumstances.
-He is very self-sacrificial. An example of this was a time when he sprinted through an enemy-held position to relay communication to another friendly squad in order to spite an enemy signal-jammer. He has plenty of scars to show for this trait, but no permanent physical damage.

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This roleplay is now officially:

[Discontinued]

Due to:

[Disertion by Proposing Member - MatthiasAngel]

Specifically for the reason:

MatthiasAngel said I'm going to have to withdraw. I've been under conviction for being a Christian and not being open about it on the internet.

Partner agreement:

[Unwilling Positive]