Bee

Sierra Vanguard (Espionage RP)

Liberty was at this point chilling in the truck, legs up on the dashboard as their local buddies were loaded into the back of a truck. Quite fun indeedy. Up until some terrorist folks decided to come by and ruin all the fun. Nope, not up Liberty's aisle at all. She turned back and sighed, actually turning on the truck and flooring it once everyone was inside. She knew everyone in the truck was being ragdolled but Liberty gave as many fucks as the amount of money Greece had. These janky-ass trucks had tricky transmissions, but once you got the hang of them they were just as good as any other car out there. She whipped the car onto a street, shifting down and flooring it again as she wove in and out of traffic. "You okay, Lancaster? Or are you gonna lose it on your five-thousand dollar getup?" Liberty pulled the emergency brake and pulled into another alley, running through it.

Surely someone must've been nauseous following them. Maybe their local nerd Bugcatcher was disoriented. Kinda bad considering Liberty was operating off of Bugcatcher's word. She really did hope they had a plan to go. She wasn't in a particular mood to get captured. Liberty looked up further and happened to see a roadblock. Lancaster and his big mouth jinxed it! "You mean those roadblocks?" Liberty screamed at Lancaster, before she saw the machine gun being loaded. Liberty had to think fast, and her definition of a getaway meant swerving off the road and falling onto a road on a lower level. The impact definitely shook the truck up, but Japanese trucks were built for abuse. Lovely things, these. She just wished they weren't the signature vehicle of this area.

Task Force Lima (COMPLETED)

As soon as Wendy heard the orders to haul ass and get to a vehicle, she immediately dropped everything she was doing. The Barrett she was previously using was picked up and slung over her shoulder as she searched frantically for a rappelling point down the building. She had the hook ready to go, but having a place to put the hook was an entirely different question. The sniper was soon able to find a place to put her gear on, allowing her a safe and hasty descent down the building. Now... where was vehicle was Jan talking about specifically? The sniper hustled to find it, eventually pinpointing it and practically leaping inside it. The vehicle roared to life, and once again much hustle was needed to prevent many more lives to die in front of Lima's eyes.

Wendy floored it, driving in the direction Jan had told them to drive in. It was scary, considering there were Danish SF everywhere as well as civilians. Neither she wanted to have a run in with. As she drove along, she was dodging stands and people, her feet careful with the throttle and avoiding any sort of unnecessary contact. All she could do now was to drive and hope she was within range for long enough to prevent any sort of disaster from occurring.

I have never been in an active role-play longer than a couple weeks.

Longest RP I've ever been in has been running for about three years now. Of course it's stagnated heavily, but that's the result of all of us growing up, getting jobs, and people dropping out.

Military RPs- a Cause for Debate

RIP: Died before its time.

At one point, I also had a war in a fictional African country in the 1960's going on, but it never got off the ground, because the material was more obscure so I imagine that limited interest.

@HeySeuss

That RP really had some momentum to go off of, however I think this was more of the GM's thing since he had some personal issues and ultimately lead to the RP's demise. I had never seen an RP on this subject prior to this, and I was really enthusiastic about making it really something. But unfortunately it went the same way most RPs of this kind go on this website.

I'm not surprised though, military knowledge is something that is usually very hard to emulate properly. Most of the time I make my posts by precariously googling things and making sure I have every detail right. But if not, I have people like @kingkonrad to push me along and help me. I really would like to see the Military genre grow but it's not happening anytime soon. Such a sad thing to see.

Queen's Interest Check! [FxF/FxM]

Summer Bump!

Sierra Vanguard (Espionage RP)

[Appropriate OST, shout out to ONL :)]

As Liberty heard the codeword after god knows however long it was, she grabbed a flashbang off of her chest rig, pulling the pin and the safety lever off of it as she opened the door and chucked it into the bar, shutting it before hearing the bang. After that she pulled her dual Glocks from her hip holsters, slamming into the door so that her weight would be on it and be able to drive across the bar. She felt herself go airborne momentarily, the door succumbing to her weight as it assisted in pushing her across the counter, pistols firing carefully as she took out two people from Hassam's clique. Liberty's body fell onto the ground and she managed to kill three more people, before sliding into a booth and ducking for cover as Hassam's men recouped. Firing their AK47 wildly as Liberty toppled the table, ducking behind it before she heard the clicking sound she had been waiting a smidge bit too much for.

She popped back up, before unloading the rest of her magazines into the rest of the clique except for one person, who was left standing as her Glocks indicated that they were empty. She ditched them as she sprinted towards them, jumping up and dropkicking them. She then wrestled for their pistol, making sure that she got to it before they did. She took his arms and directed them away from anywhere below his waist, but at the same time she was trying to keep her knife away from him. She elbowed him in the face, before her face was posted up with a hand. Liberty shifted to an armbar by quickly jumping guard, wrapping her legs around his arms and pulling, before she let go and bent to the side. Liberty grabbed hold of the arnament in his thigh holster, pulling it out, standing up, and unloading a few rounds into his head. Liberty sighed as she dropped the weapon, going back to grab her Glocks. "Alright guys, we gotta get out of here."

Sierra Vanguard (Espionage RP)

Liberty heard Bugcatcher give the exact location of Hassam, which was real handy-dandy considering she almost lost track of him. As much as Liberty wanted to swoop in and just capture him already all for herself, she supposed that Lancaster and Cavalier were responsible for that. As for Liberty's job, she needed to make sure that Hassam's entourage was out of the question, which Liberty wouldn't mind doing at all. She could already imagine many entry points. Obviously the front door wasn't a good idea, since she'd be right there and everyone would just see her come in and shoot everyone, if not get shot by one of those Quran thumper fuckers. She needed a discreet way in so that she could take them by surprise. A group of people with AKs was a fight Liberty desperately needed the element of surprise. No way she was coming out alive without it.

As Hassam's people went closer to the bar, Liberty needed to get her ass to a side door. She made her way down to the Bazaar, walking through it quickly so that she could access the alley right next to the bar. Hopefully there she could gain access to an alternate way inside and breach in from a totally unexpected path. Pushing through the crowd, Liberty eventually made her way into the alley, where there was a door conveniently placed right there. Liberty tried the lock, and surprisingly enough, it was unlocked and ready for her to enter and sneak into. She slipped inside, closing the door behind her as she crouched low. Sneaking towards a hole in the woodwork, she peered through and could confirm her target was in there. She sighed, "Liberty, waiting for go." She waited patiently for the go-code, hoping it would come soon so that she could get out of here already. This place smelled like ass, probably due to some rotten shit or something. It was some storage room that was obviously very poorly maintained. Liberty wasn't holding her breath though, she'd been through worse.

Burning Rubber (Bee and kingkonrad)

Ellie could feel the cool Norwegian air flowing through her hair as she soared like a dove through the iar. This sort of sensation was very rarely experienced, and the fact that Ellie and Seb were here, it was just insane to be doing this at this very moment. Her heart was pounding through her chest, it wasn't to be mistaken but it was like she had flown this exact path many many times in her life. She was cool, calm, and she was breathing regularly. This sort of thing might've scared the shit out of some people, but to Ellie and Seb, the some of the biggest adrenaline junkies in the world, this was just second nature to the both of them. They had been doing this sort of stuff for an eternity and they didn't seem to be slowing down anytime soon. Soon enough Ellie could see the coastline, indicating the end was to come to this awesome wingsuiting session. Ellie looked at her wrist mounted GPS and noticed that the ideal altitude to deploy her parachute was coming up fast.

The female wingsuiter looked behind her, seeing her partner trailing behind her nicely. As the point came closer and closer, Ellie knew that Seb would be making a move to distance himself from her, preventing any potential collision from happening as the parachutes came out. She pulled the cord on her parachute, catching air quickly as it whipped her back, slowing her down massively so that she could land on the fjord safely. She took a deep breath as she closed in onto what looked like a beach, a perfect area to land. A big smile was on her face, this was one of her favorite bits of scenery in the world. Beaches, mountains, stuff like that. Ellie just lived for those sorts of things. The ground got closer and closer and Ellie was bracing herself for landing. Her feet made contact with the ground, and she still had momentum she needed to relocate. She was running forward, eventually tumbling down on herself and ending up on her belly in the sand. Not a bad place to have a crash landing of sorts.

Ellie took off her helmet and her parachute, walking over to her partner who had already landed. She had a smile on her face, chucking her helmet behind her. "That was fun! Wouldn't you agree?" Ellie cheered, putting a hand on her partner. She nudged him a bit, before eyeing the water and the sand. There was water. There was sand. Water had a variety of purposes, and Ellie felt like she was obligated to do something with the water. It might've been some cold as fuck Norweigian water, but Ellie was used to this sort of thing. This wouldn't cause her to be hypothermic, at least as far as she knew. Ellie loosened the the rig on her wingsuit, which would allow her to take off the wingsuit completely. She scrambled to get her wingsuit off, before darting off to the water. An audible splash could be heard as Ellie submerged herself in the Norwegian waters.

The water was cold, but not the coldest she had ever been in. Maybe a good 10-15 minutes in here and then she needed to get the fuck out and get herself dry and warm. She was totally underwater and then popped back out, spitting out some water. "Seeeeeb! Get your cheeky arse in here! She said, before getting to a position where Seb got a good view of Ellie and her totally wet compression undergarments. "You ain't gonna get opportunities like this often!" She retorted, before submerging herself back into the water.

Sierra Vanguard (Espionage RP)

Liberty nodded as she received some information from Bugcatcher. Going into that bazaar would be a big obstacle in tracking Hassam, because there were a lot of people and she would be sticking out like a sore thumb. When he turned, she needed to find a way to get to a level where she could easily see Hassam. But where? Where could she see Hassam. Liberty expressed some thanks to her eye in the sky, and proceeded to get a little creative as he started to get lost in the sea of towels covering the bazaar. Now, she knew she was standing on a two story building and there was a overhang overlooking the bazaar. Problem was, how was she going to get there without risking a bad fall? Liberty looked down and saw a window right below her. That was one issue wiped out of the equation, next thing was how she was going to get down there. These things had no hang where she could put her feet on and throw her momentum inside. Was there something she could swing off of? She looked around only to see a conveniently placed pole with some rope like material hanging off of it. It was real tempting for her to go all Tarzan and just swing into the window. But she decided against it, but that didn't mean she wouldn't utilize those things.

Some climbing and creativity later, she was on the overhang, keeping her eyes on Hassam as she trailed him from up above. "This a good angle? Took some shit to get here." She remarked, hoping that she was keeping eyes on the right person. "Update, Bugcatcher? Got any bearings?" She said, as she continued along the overhang, stopping in the middle where she was given a good position overlooking the bazaar.