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🅸 🆁🅴🅼🅰🅸🅽 : ＷＩＮＴＥＲＴＩＤＥ (Horror/High Casual)

Interested.

Baybridge™: Era of the Old/New Gods™ [COMPLETED]

<Snipped quote by Nosuchthing>

Work, work, and more work. The fast pace of this roleplay, combined with the fact I never have any free time, may make me a bad fit here. I simply cannot keep up.

@BlessedWrath

I completely agree. I had week full of exams (hence my inactivity) but it seems that was a month. Slow down guys :P

Baybridge™: Era of the Old/New Gods™ [COMPLETED]

Count on me. I can start writing today although I have an exam Friday and if I don't starve to death while at University today, when I get home I'll send a message to you about collab.

Baybridge™: Era of the Old/New Gods™ [COMPLETED]

While we bid our time until the timeskip, I have a little writing exercise.

Know that little quote in the relationship section each character has? I want everyone to produce an in character quote about all the characters they haven't met yet (Orrrr most likely won't).

@Mr Allen J

What the hell. How my character's supposed to know someone who she gives a shit, far less of their existence?

Baybridge™: Era of the Old/New Gods™ [COMPLETED]

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Samina Malbari

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Hedgemount, Springtown. Two days ago.

“Foxtrot Six, this is Sunray. Radio check, over,” came a male voice in the earpiece.

“Sunray, this is Foxtrot Six. Reading you five, over,” Samina acknowledged the procedure. She looked once more the documents delivered to her prior the mission. Details about a former marine now doing freelance jobs in need to be "questioned" about possible links to the Black Hound.

“We have tango in our radars—Sierra fower-tree-niner, break-,” there was a pause, “expect two bandits and a bugey. The house number is wun-fower-zeerow. Over.”

“Foxtrot Six copies and is Oscar Mike. Over.”

“Sunray, out.”

The streets were empty and the traffic lights flashing its intermittently yellow warning signal. Nobody in miles around. And the noise was made by barking dogs, frightened by the van in its way through suburban streets at early hours.

The black van turned left on 419th and stopped in front of an old house.

“Gentlemen, please synchronize your watches. We have seven minutes to extract any information we can.” Samina said, pulling the slide of her USP. She was dressed in a navy blue suit, tatical vest underneath her shit, and the others wore the standard SCAR uniform, hiding their face with balaclava.

"Hang on!" The driver shouted as he drove through the fence parking the van in the yard—even before it made a completely stop the doors were opened and four SCAR agents jumped.

"Red Team, back door! Blue, with me!” the leader shouted as he ran toward the house. One of the agents threw a flashbang through the front window, there was a big bang inside the house—then a louder, as the door was put down using explosive.

Two men with blue armbands broke into the front door, closely followed by Samina. "Drop your weapons!" One of the SCAR agents shouted to a man who was lying asleep on the couch. The man in despair jumped over the couch and I was hit midair as one agent shot a burst of three shots on his back. Shots came from the kitchen and bedroom, it was a combat zone, shots everywhere. One SCAR was hit in the crossfire by gunshots from the bedroom and Samina and the two SCARS with her retreated, booth seeking cover.

"Red?" Samina shouted at the receiver, cowering behind a column while shots were fired in all directions.

The answer was direct, "We are under fire! We need a distraction!"

One SCAR who was with Samina was quick on the communicator. "Grenade out!" he said, pulling one HE of his vest, removed the safety pin and threwing it toward the kitchen.

The sounds coming from the kitchen stopped.

Someone yelled and part of the kitchen exploded, making space for the two agents trapped in the backyard to enter the kitchen. "NOW!" Their leader shouted, gesturing with his fingers to move toward the room wheretargetwas. He gave a hail of bullets with his UMP toward the bedroom, walking with long, measured steps.

"I SURRENDER! DON’T SHOOT!" The man inside the bedroom cried, holding his AK-74 into the air with one hand. Behind him was a woman crying and hiding. “PLEASE, DON’T SHOOT!”

When the confusion cleared, the blue armband agent seized the guy’s weapon and tied him to a chair. The other two—red armbands— and their leaders were examining the house and helping the other wounded agent.

“Sunray, this is Foxtrot Six. Over,” the operation leader pressed his fingers on his earpiece.

“Foxtrot Six, this is Sunray. Go ahead. Over.”

“Tango is secured and ready for interrogation. Keep us updated. Foxtrot Six is out.” The agent ended the conversation with Sunray and nodded to Samina, “we have less than five minutes.”

Samina pulled up a chair and sat next to the guy, relaxing the USP on top of her crossed-leggs, still with the finger on the trigger and pointing to him. "I'm sorry about the door and windows," she grinned, "how about we do the following: you talk about what the people you’re in touch is up to and you live.”

"Man, I'm just a merc!" He cried, "they tell me when and where they need my people. Shit... I even don’t know any name!”

Samina looked at her watch. Four minutes. "Where and when?" Her patience was exhausted.

"Fuck... they said they'd get in touch next week, something big... fat money... that's all I know, I swear!"

Before Samina could reply the man, the receiver beeped again. “Foxtrot Six, we just confirmed a police dispatch to your location. Northbound. ETA two minutes. I suggest redirecting the escape route to Little Seapond, do you copy?, over.”

“Affirmative, Sunray. Thanks for the heads up, Foxtrot is out.” Samina answered Sunray and raised an artificial smile toward the guy all tied up in the chair next to her. “Looks like we done here. Thanks for your precious time and collaboration—America is grateful for your service in the army.” And then she shot him at the chest.

“James, wrap up and let's go.” She shouted at the SCAR team leader. In the distance, she could hear sirens, “did you find anything?”

“No,” James replied, “nothing that could connect the guy to him. What now? Blank information isn’t leading us to anything.”

“I guess we stay under the radar and wait for Sunray,” she began writing the report in the documents as the van made its way to Little Seapond.

Baybridge™: Era of the Old/New Gods™ [COMPLETED]

Samina Malbari

Basic Information

Name:

Samina Malbari

Nickname/Alias/Etc:

Agent Malbari, ”Scottie”

Gender:

Female

Age:

29

Height:

5'5"

Weight:

108

Home District:

From out of town, but owns an estate in Lower South Royer Town

Appearance

Hair Color:

Dark Brown

Eye Color:

Brown

Ethnicity:

Indo-European

Physical Appearance:

Samina Malbari’s 5'5" and weighs about 109 lbs. She’s a petite young Kurdish woman with long and curly dark brown hair down to the middle of her back. Samina’s skin is a permanent tan and she has a lean and athletic body. Her breast are 36C cup size and her hips slightly prominent. She has a normal heart-shaped face with modest features such as thin lips and aquiline nose (Although one could easily say that her eyes draw attention).

Samina's body has few scars scattered throughout. In particular, the most perceptible is a claw shaped in her left shoulder and a wolf bite in her left thigh.

Attire:

Regardless of the occasion Samina Malbari is always seen wearing business suit—and frequently preening herself for just the right amount of bounce in her hair or glow in her face. She loves dark colors and her clothing selection consists of suits, trousers, sheath dresses, skirts, and others. She masks her height with heels, a collection which she’s proud and Samina’ll always use a pink Rolex watch.

As a SCAR agent, her standard weapons of choice are SCAR-L and, as sidearm, a USP Tactical. In missions she usually wears a tactical vest under her shirt and very rarely she'll wear SCAR standard uniform—all black tactical gear.

At home she is extremely casual.

Personality

Innate & Outward Personality:

Salmina “Scottie” Malbari’s a sophisticated and yet cynical woman—a lovable creature with a charming, suave attitude and a disarming sense of humor. She is extremely polite, constantly acting with a sense of professionalism and etiquette—almost like she’s taunting people around. Scottie tends to be uncommitted to any cause and she prefers to stay in the sidelines—after all, its only business. And when it comes to business she’s trustworthy (this does not prevent her from “omitting” important matters).

Outside her job she is usually quiet and aloof, someone who does not enjoy or encourage what passes for polite conversations and finds the speed at which normal people interact almost unbearable. Like sitting in freeway traffic. So she tries to limit her social interactions with others as much as possible. In fact, it's almost like Scottie has an empty box in her mind, a sort of place she goes when she wants to disconnect from the world—which makes most people interpret her behavior as disdain (or mostly yell at her for attention). And this only reinforces her feelings of isolation and her perception of herself as an outspoken person.

Samina’s greatest fear is her power. The possibility of losing her mind and transforming into an animal, that the purpose is only behaving instinctively haunts her.

Hobbies/Interests:

• Alcohol drinks—Samina loves drinks and cocktails—essentially any colored mixture of any alcoholic drink mixed with fruits with a mini-umbrella or olive on top. But nothing replaces a good wine or whiskey.
• Random bits—the interest list is long: Cigarrettes, music, coffee (especially Irish coffee), travels, garden, architecture, art, reading, film classics etc.

Skills/Talents:

• Advanced Military Training—Agent Malbari's as accomplished soldier as she’s a great military leader. She shot for the first time with an automatic rifle when she was only fifteen and since then is a species of passion and work at the same time. She’s trained as sharpshooter (designated marksman) whom role is to supply rapid accurate fire on enemy targets at ranges up to a maximum of 880 yards (800 m) with a rifle capable of semi-automatic fire equipped with a telescopic sight. Like snipers, DMs are trained in quick and precise shooting, but unlike the more specialized "true" sniper, they are an intrinsic part of an infantry fireteam and intended to lay down accurate rapid fire at valuable targets as needed, thus extending the reach of the fireteam. In addition to her military training, Samina’s trained in close combat and self-defense. Interestingly, she prefers handguns and close combat situations.
• Languages—Samina is native Kurdish speaker but her knowledge extends beyon—she can speak and understand perfectly Persian and English.
• First aid—over her years in the army, Samina learned combat casualty care.
• Smooth Talk—rhetoric’s one of the weapons Ramina knows how to use and the deadliest in her arsenal. Neurolinguistic programming is part of her life as a constant study—from subtle gestures to business conversation. She tends to be this delightful and charming person you want to have around all the time. Scottie knows how to craft lies and diverge conversations with ease, manipulating them according to common interests. She also has an accomplished body control, such as knowing how to approach people and pretend to be friendly enough.
• Cooking—She has some cooking abilit.

Goals/Motivation

• SCAR—Samina’s main motivation is to rise in the confusing hierarchy of the organization.
• Mission—Samina was sent to Baybridge in order to monitor Black Hound and prevent further damage to key assets in SCAR's (mainly her branch) outside policies.

History/Bio:

Samina Malbari grew up in the middle of the turbulent conflict between Syria and the terrorist and religious sect, Nur al-Allah. She is the eldest among five siblings, childrens of local farmers who kept far enough conflict with Turkey, but everything changed in 2010—when the Nur raids had become more frequent and a resistance war began to be fought.

In that same year, she was gifted her first Avtomat Kalashnikova, 1947 model, to maintain her family safety while her parents were out herding goats. Samina matured quickly in that period—the fear of having a loaded gun in her hands and the constant Islamist threat tends to do that. At fifteen she had became an adult in the body of a young woman.

At seventeen Samina joined the Women's Protection Units as designated marksman role. During a conflict in a Syrian village, the stress in Samina's mind was so high it triggered her “hidden” meta-human ability.

She spent three years in the hellhound form—hunting animals and humans for survival, until she was rescued by SCAR forces and a good deal of suppressant gas. They welcomed her and offered a position as a soldier, she reiceved training on how to control the ability and then more military training, destined to educate her in tactical and personnel talents—quickly moving up in the organization’s hierarchy.

When the drastic change took place inside SCAR, shuffling and breaking the hierarchy of the organization, Samina was chosen as one of the Agents responsible for representing the SCAR's efforts out there. Then, under the command of one of the few Inner Circle's members, her division was sent to stop Black Hound’s actions and to prevent other allied political forces of dying.

Relationships

Family:

Patune Ratnagar— mother
Yari Malbari — father
Sahel Malbari — brother
Arusa Malbari — sister
Hooshyar Malbari — brother

Dynamics:

Abilities

Power Class:

Super-System—Bestial

Power:

—Hellhound Physiology
Samina Malbari is able to shift into a hellhound-like bestial form. Just like in folklore, her beast form resembles a black wolf, mangled black fur, glowing red eyes and strength. The creature is 33 inches (85 cm) tall at the shoulder and immune to fire—its tissues won't be damaged by fire or high temperature.

Limits:

Samina's senses, agility and strenght in hellhound transformation are on par with adult wolf’s.

Weaknesses/Drawbacks:

The longer she remains in hellhound form, the less human she becomes. Her transformation is connected with her subconscious and when hurt or angered to an extreme (or any mental outbreak), she loses control and the hellhound overcomes her.

Other:

• Scottie is her nickname in SCAR ranks.
• She's lactose intolerant.

Specialized Command Unit in Assault and Reconnaissance, SCAR

[+]

SCAR is famous for its role as one of the underworld’s primary sources of “freelance security consultants” (read: “mercenaries”). Unlike its competitors, SCAR is known for not asking too many questions when negotiating for contracts, and for not caring about the nature of the work it’s asked to provide. The organization began as a mercenary company during the Afghanistan War. Its founder, James Anderson, a veteran of several conflicts in wartorn areas of the world, struggled to keep his company afloat amid constant cultural revolutions in regions where SCAR operated.

In recent years, the company becomes something with a different agenda, having but one objective: the accumulation of wealth and influence. All other goals: expanding operations, gaining more powerful agents, acquiring more lucrative contracts, and the like, serve to further the company’s primary goal. And now is a loosely organized group, no set chain of command with a rough pecking order based on the ebb and flow of the Inner Circle’s personal power. Each member of the Inner Circle maintains independent bases of operation, each one having their own agents and mercenaries.

The lack of trust between members does not allow them to cooperate enough to build any communal space and their meetings almost always take place over encrypted video connections, rarely in person. Even though the members of the Inner Circle share a common allegiance to SCAR and its goals, their primary allegiance is usually to themselves and their own hidden agendas. Agents (or Field Operatives) are chosen to represent them in negotiations and to command mercenary forces.

SCAR is obviously an organization with flexible morals, to say the least. Its reputation is not particularly good, except with the sort of individuals who don’t care how a job is done, only that it is completed in a timely and efficient manner, with no questions asked. Those employed by SCAR are loyal to the company, primarily due to the exceptional wages paid them. The company deals with “traitors” harshly.

At present, the majority of SCAR's resources are scattered among the eight inner circle members. The company’s liquid assets are a bit limited to shady political donations, multinationals and contracts.

Baybridge™: Era of the Old/New Gods™ [COMPLETED]

Anyways, after the timeskip, who's up for a friendly neighborhood hostage situation?!

@Mr Allen J

Now that my marvelous character was accepted into this shihole, Samina could be up for that.

Baybridge™: Era of the Old/New Gods™ [COMPLETED]

@Mr Allen J, I ended up reworking the power completely. It seemed easier than try to tweak her original (and background was changed to fit).

Power Class:

Super-System—Bestial

Power:

—Hellhound Physiology
Samina Malbari is able to shift into a hellhound-like bestial form. Just like in folklore, her beast form resembles a black wolf, mangled black fur, glowing red eyes and strength. The creature is 33 inches (85 cm) tall at the shoulder and immune to fire—its tissues won't be damaged by fire or high temperature.

Limits:

Samina's senses, agility and strenght in hellhound transformation are on par with adult wolf’s.

Weaknesses/Drawbacks:

The longer she remains in hellhound form, the less human she becomes and her transformation is connected with her subconscious. When hurt or angered to an extreme (or any mental outbreak) she loses control and the hellhound overcomes her.

Baybridge™: Era of the Old/New Gods™ [COMPLETED]

As I promised—and after two months of delay, here my character (and I'm ready to get the "no"):

Samina Malbari

Basic Information

Name:

Samina Malbari

Nickname/Alias/Etc:

Agent Malbari, ”Scottie”

Gender:

Female

Age:

23

Height:

5'5"

Weight:

108

Home District:

From out of town, but owns an estate in Lower South Royer Town

Appearance

Hair Color:

Dark Brown

Eye Color:

Brown

Ethnicity:

Indo-European

Physical Appearance:

Samina Malbari’s 5'5" and weighs about 109 lbs. She’s a petite young Kurdish woman with long and curly dark brown hair down to the middle of her back. Samina’s skin is a permanent tan and she has a lean and athletic body. Her breast are 36C cup size and her hips slightly prominent. She has a normal heart-shaped face with modest features such as thin lips and aquiline nose (Although one could easily say that her eyes draw attention).

Samina's body has few scars scattered throughout. In particular, the most perceptible is a claw shaped in her left shoulder and a wolf bite in her left thigh.

Attire:

Regardless of the occasion Samina Malbari is always seen wearing business suit—and frequently preening herself for just the right amount of bounce in her hair or glow in her face. She loves dark colors and her clothing selection consists of suits, trousers, sheath dresses, skirts, and others. She masks her height with heels, a collection which she’s proud and Samina’ll always use a pink Rolex watch.

As a SCAR agent, her standard weapons of choice are SCAR-L and, as sidearm, a USP Tactical. In missions she usually wears a tactical vest under her shirt and very rarely she'll wear SCAR standard uniform—all black tactical gear.

At home she is extremely casual.

Personality

Innate & Outward Personality:

Salmina “Scottie” Malbari’s a sophisticated and yet cynical woman—a lovable creature with a charming, suave attitude and a disarming sense of humor. She is extremely polite, constantly acting with a sense of professionalism and etiquette—almost like she’s taunting people around. Scottie tends to be uncommitted to any cause and she prefers to stay in the sidelines—after all, its only business. And when it comes to business she’s trustworthy (this does not prevent her from “omitting” important matters).

Outside her job she is usually quiet and aloof, someone who does not enjoy or encourage what passes for polite conversations and finds the speed at which normal people interact almost unbearable. Like sitting in freeway traffic. So she tries to limit her social interactions with others as much as possible. In fact, it's almost like Scottie has an empty box in her mind, a sort of place she goes when she wants to disconnect from the world—which makes most people interpret her behavior as disdain (or mostly yell at her for attention). And this only reinforces her feelings of isolation and her perception of herself as an outspoken person.

Samina’s greatest fear is her power. The possibility of losing her mind and transforming into an animal, that the purpose is only behaving instinctively haunts her.

Hobbies/Interests:

• Alcohol drinks—Samina loves drinks and cocktails—essentially any colored mixture of any alcoholic drink mixed with fruits with a mini-umbrella or olive on top. But nothing replaces a good wine or whiskey.
• Random bits—the interest list is long: Cigarrettes, music, coffee (especially Irish coffee), travels, garden, architecture, art, reading, film classics etc.

Skills/Talents:

• Advanced Military Training—Agent Malbari's as accomplished soldier as she’s a great military leader. She shot for the first time with an automatic rifle when she was only fifteen and since then is a species of passion and work at the same time. She’s trained as sharpshooter (designated marksman) whom role is to supply rapid accurate fire on enemy targets at ranges up to a maximum of 880 yards (800 m) with a rifle capable of semi-automatic fire equipped with a telescopic sight. Like snipers, DMs are trained in quick and precise shooting, but unlike the more specialized "true" sniper, they are an intrinsic part of an infantry fireteam and intended to lay down accurate rapid fire at valuable targets as needed, thus extending the reach of the fireteam. In addition to her military training, Samina’s trained in close combat and self-defense. Interestingly, she prefers handguns and close combat situations.
• Languages—Samina is native Kurdish speaker but her knowledge extends beyon—she can speak and understand perfectly Persian and English.
• First aid—over her years in the army, Samina learned combat casualty care.
• Smooth Talk—rhetoric’s one of the weapons Ramina knows how to use and the deadliest in her arsenal. Neurolinguistic programming is part of her life as a constant study—from subtle gestures to business conversation. She tends to be this delightful and charming person you want to have around all the time. Scottie knows how to craft lies and diverge conversations with ease, manipulating them according to common interests. She also has an accomplished body control, such as knowing how to approach people and pretend to be friendly enough.
• Cooking—She has some cooking abilit.

Goals/Motivation

• SCAR—Samina’s main motivation is to rise in the confusing hierarchy of the organization.
• Mission—Samina was sent to Baybridge in order to monitor Black Hound and prevent further damage to key assets in SCAR's (mainly her branch) outside policies.

History/Bio:

Samina Malbari grew up in the middle of the turbulent conflict between Syria and the terrorist and religious sect, Nur al-Allah. She is the eldest among five siblings, childrens of local farmers who kept far enough conflict with Turkey, but everything changed in 2013—when the Nur raids had become more frequent and a resistance war began to be fought.

In that same year, she was gifted her first Avtomat Kalashnikova, 1947 model, to maintain her family safety while her parents were out herding goats. Samina matured quickly in that period—the fear of having a loaded gun in her hands and the constant Islamist threat tends to do that. At fifteen she had became an adult in the body of a young woman.

At seventeen Samina joined the Women's Protection Units as designated marksman role. During a conflict in a Syrian village, the stress in Samina's mind was so high it triggered her “hidden” meta-human ability.

She spent three years in the hellhound form—hunting animals and humans for survival, until she was rescued by SCAR forces and a good deal of suppressant gas. They welcomed her and offered a position as a soldier, she reiceved training on how to control the ability and then more military training, destined to educate her in tactical and personnel talents—quickly moving up in the organization’s hierarchy.

When the drastic change took place inside SCAR, shuffling and breaking the hierarchy of the organization, Samina was chosen as one of the Agents responsible for representing the SCAR's efforts out there. Then, under the command of one of the few Inner Circle's members, her division was sent to stop Black Hound’s actions and to prevent other allied political forces of dying.

Relationships

Family:

Patune Ratnagar— mother
Yari Malbari — father
Sahel Malbari — brother
Arusa Malbari — sister
Hooshyar Malbari — brother

Dynamics:

Abilities

Power Class:

Super-System—Bestial

Power:

—Hellhound Physiology
Samina Malbari is able to shift into a hellhound-like bestial form. Just like in folklore, her beast form resembles a black wolf, mangled black fur, glowing red eyes and strength. The creature is 33 inches (85 cm) tall at the shoulder and immune to fire—its tissues won't be damaged by fire or high temperature.

Limits:

Samina's senses, agility and strenght in hellhound transformation are on par with adult wolf’s.

Weaknesses/Drawbacks:

The longer she remains in hellhound form, the less human she becomes. Her transformation is connected with her subconscious and when hurt or angered to an extreme (or any mental outbreak), she loses control and the hellhound overcomes her.

Other:

• Scottie is her nickname in SCAR ranks.

Specialized Command Unit in Assault and Reconnaissance, SCAR

[+]

SCAR is famous for its role as one of the underworld’s primary sources of “freelance security consultants” (read: “mercenaries”). Unlike its competitors, SCAR is known for not asking too many questions when negotiating for contracts, and for not caring about the nature of the work it’s asked to provide. The organization began as a mercenary company during the Afghanistan War. Its founder, James Anderson, a veteran of several conflicts in wartorn areas of the world, struggled to keep his company afloat amid constant cultural revolutions in regions where SCAR operated.

In recent years, the company becomes something with a different agenda, having but one objective: the accumulation of wealth and influence. All other goals: expanding operations, gaining more powerful agents, acquiring more lucrative contracts, and the like, serve to further the company’s primary goal. And now is a loosely organized group, no set chain of command with a rough pecking order based on the ebb and flow of the Inner Circle’s personal power. Each member of the Inner Circle maintains independent bases of operation, each one having their own agents and mercenaries.

The lack of trust between members does not allow them to cooperate enough to build any communal space and their meetings almost always take place over encrypted video connections, rarely in person. Even though the members of the Inner Circle share a common allegiance to SCAR and its goals, their primary allegiance is usually to themselves and their own hidden agendas. Agents (or Field Operatives) are chosen to represent them in negotiations and to command mercenary forces.

SCAR is obviously an organization with flexible morals, to say the least. Its reputation is not particularly good, except with the sort of individuals who don’t care how a job is done, only that it is completed in a timely and efficient manner, with no questions asked. Those employed by SCAR are loyal to the company, primarily due to the exceptional wages paid them. The company deals with “traitors” harshly.

At present, the majority of SCAR's resources are scattered among the eight inner circle members. The company’s liquid assets are a bit limited to shady political donations, multinationals and contracts.

Baybridge: Era of the Old/New Gods [Superhuman/City/Realistic/Character Driven] (Advance/High-Casual)

And here we go again.



This time I'll finish my character before it ends.