Bee

Queen's Spring Interest Check!

~Welcome to my lovely thread!~



Hope you find something you like!

About Me:
I'm an eighteen year old college student who loves to write with other people! I'm guessing by reading that I am a college student, it's pretty much implied that I do have a busy schedule, and that is unfortunately the case! I do try to respond as much as possible, and if I cannot I will inform my partners as such! As for interests, I'm a bit of a geek but I'm much more of a sports fanatic. I've played a variety of sports, from basketball to wrestling. Sports take up quite a bit of my life, but not all of it entirely! I still enjoy video games (Halo, Metal Gear Solid, etc), movies (Big Hero Six, 007, etc), and TV shows! I am familiar with a variety of universes, especially if they're realistic. English is my second language, but don't worry about that. I love talking to all sorts of new people! Feel free to message me even if you aren't interested in RPing! I love meeting new people!

Some Expectations:
This is the hard part, since I have to be kinda mean, but I have to do what has to be done!

• Minimum three to four paragraphs, I do prefer bigger posts but sometimes you can't think of enough content and that's okay!
• No ditching! I do want a long-term RP, so I do expect my partners to stick around for a while. If anything rises please let me know! I'm very flexible and willing to accommodate.
• Proper grammar please! Some mistakes are fine, nobody's perfect!
• Communication is key! Have an idea you wanna introduce? Let me know! Have some criticism? Sure! Something's on your mind? Absolutely! Wanna chat? Always!
• Character sheets are a huge, huge help for me! It helps me visualize the scene in my mind.
• Flexibility is a must! I do have a crazy schedule and do have spells of some crazy writer's block! I'm working on letting people know so I don't just leave them!

The Fun Part:
Now that we are all done with the bad part, here comes the fun part! The stuff that I would like to do, at least suggestions, that is. You are always welcome to suggest new ideas if you think I'll be interested in it!

*All pairings are either in FxF or MxF, sometimes even MxM given special circumstances.

*All RPs with me are in a modern setting. I do modern settings best, but I am no stranger to Sci-Fi, or even fantasy if I am enticed enough!

Settings:

• College
• High School
• Military
• Police
• Everyday Life
• Professional Sports
• Survival
• Apocalyptic
• Post-Apocalyptic
  
  Fandoms:
• Halo
• RWBY
• Red vs Blue
• Scott Pilgrim
• Tom Clancy
• Metal Gear Solid

Characters:
*These characters are only superficially described, if you are interested in RPing with one of them let me know and I can provide more detail with them!
*Some of these characters have been plucked from other dead RPs so forgive me for the inconsistency in format!

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=Jordan Rossi]
Name: Jordan Rossi
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance:

History: Jordan Rossi and her twin sister, Sydney Rossi were born on April 19th, 1998 inspoilerose, California. She is technically the youngest out of her eight other siblings, since she was born after her twin sister. Growing up she had a lot of role models to look up to, helping her develop as a bright and energetic girl early in her life. However, that didn't necessarily dictate her personality. She is incredibly dynamic, bold, and unpredictable as a person - often making her hard to read. In addition to influencing many aspects of her as a person, she was drawn into a world of sports almost immediately. Four of her sisters went to Division II or Division I schools for basketball, track and field, or soccer, and all of her brothers participated in college sports one way or another. Jordan Rossi followed the path of basketball, being taught underneath the tutelage of her sisters Michaela and Kimberly. Now, in her last year of high school she intends to make it her best year yet - academically, athletically, emotionally, and mentally.
And many more!
Best Fits In: High School, Athlete x Athlete, Rival x Rival

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=Sydney Rossi]

Name: Sydney Rossi
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Personality: Sydney is a very quiet but very opinionated person. It contrasts heavily with her twin sister, Jordan, who is very outgoing and very easy to get along with. Sydney has her set of friends and is nice to people, but being close to her is something hard to manage. She's very similar to Violet, which is why they get along so well. Once people get to know her and they earn her trust, she's willing to go to the ends of the earth and beyond to take care of them.
Best Fits in: High School

Michelle Rossi

Name: Michelle Rossi
Age: 19
Gender: Female

Conclusion:
Congratulations! You've most likely read through this thread! I really do hope youspoiler something you like, whether it be an idea I have already or an idea you'd like to do with me! Send me your favorite song or something like that if you cspoilert me so I can get more music suggestions, and know that you read the thread!

Thanks so much for coming and reading through!

Task Force Echo (A Special Forces RP)

I wrote my post on my phone so I forgot a few details

Let's assume Olivia joins her :)

Task Force Echo (A Special Forces RP)

Olivia had managed to take down the targets with near-inhuman speed. She snapped from target to target with a blink of an eye. One shot per kill. It was quick and professional, just the way she was trained to do. The female operator's leg had healed up considerably since the last time she had seen some physical activity. It wasn't 100% that was for sure, but she was able to be very mobile and quick. At 100% Olivia was deadlier, so every enemy she facex next probably would be considered lucky since they didn't have to deal with Olivia at full force. Her shooting was still on point, which was really nice. As she put her weapon down, she listened to Merlin comment on her sharp shooting skills. It was flattering coming from the illusive Merlin. As he would leave her be to practice more if she wanted to, Olivia nodded and reloaded her gun. Yes, the magazine still had rounds in it but a fresh magazine was a luxury that Olivia intended to enjoy. She continued to shoot away at the targetd up until she heard mention of food. Suddenly the SAS operator's stomach was growling to the point where she wasn't able to focus anymore. It was rather frustrating but everyone had to eat anyway.

She had unloaded her ACR right after she had loaded it, just for safety reasons. This would be the first thing she would do with people other than Merlin so she wanted to make a good impression. BBQ was a favorite of Olivia's, but being the kind of person she was she would allow her teammates to have their share before she'd have hers.

Burning Rubber (Bee and kingkonrad)

Nothing but dirt in her rear view. Just the way Kimberly liked it as she powered out of the last corner. Now would be the final stretch before she would finally take gold. First place. She wasn't even aware of what was going on behind her. The battle between Ross and Sam for second place. It was more of an intense battle than she had thought, but Kimberly was too focused on herself to even realize that the two were literally bumping into each other. It was vehicular warfare back there and Kimberly didn't have even a piece of mind to care about that. Her senses were dialed into "win mode" and all she had on her mind right now was the notion of winning. Her competitive drive was firing on all cylinders. Everyone knew just how competitive Kimberly could get, especially her husband. And let it be known that whoever was on the opposite side of Kimberly would have the hardest time in the world to even remotely get an inch on Kimberly. She was crazy when she was trying to win, it was like the god of competition had taken her over and did all the things she did just for her.

And across the line. First place! Kimberly loved the feeling of knowing that she beat out so many other people, but most of all she beat a world class racing driver. That for sure would give her some SERIOUS bragging rights. She would go on her victory lap, not even realizing that Ross and Sam had gotten into a little scuffle. As the first place winner had taken her lap, Sam was very, very infuriated at what Ross had done with her car. The stupid little Escort driver had decided to play Samantha's game, which was not a smart decision on his part at all. Now, the both of them had wiped out. Basing on the way the Galant had moved (which it didn't) after the accident, some serious damage had been done to the drivetrain. This pissed off Sam. Why? Why did he even do that? Fucking dumbass didn't even know what he was doing here. He had no place on a track with a driver like Sam.

The safety marshall came by to check on Sam, but she only unbuckled her harness and stormed out of her car as she was infuriated that her car was a wreck. As the marshalls were tending to Ross, Sam stormed over to him. She had her fist clenched. This was only going to go one way and one way only. Kimberly was pulling up on the wreckage. Her eyes widened as she immediately stomped on her brakes. The car lurched to a stop as she unbuckled her six point harness. She chucked her helmet besides her car as she sprinted as fast as she could over to the wreckage. "Ross?!" Kimberly frantically cried out, she was honestly scared to god. She hoped he was okay. She was kicking herself mentally for neglecting that he had gotten into a crash earlier. But just as she was getting closer, she saw something that made her heart sink. A fist from Sam connected square on the button with Ross's jaw, knocking him out. Kimberly never thought she would see the day that Ross would get knocked out, by Samantha Graham out of all people.

"Hey!" She screamed out, as she was just about to tackle her. But instead Kimberly decided to make the smart choice by getting up in her face. She bumped into her by her chest. "What the fuck was that?!" Kimberly asked in a rather hostile tone. "This fucking dipshit wrecked my car!" Kimberly got even more furious, "Well that didn't fucking mean you had to wreck that fucking dipshit's face did it?" Kimberly got up in her face, "You better watch your back, Graham." She had no idea how she was doing this to one of her idols, but she knew if Ross was watching he'd be weirdly aroused. The marshals broke up the confrontation and Kimberly turned around to tend to Ross, while a marshal raised up a black flag in front of Samantha, disqualifying her from the race. Kimberly kneeled down and looked at the unconscious man. "Oh god... Ross... please be okay..." She looked at him rather worryingly. Being knocked out like that meant that he was going to have a concussion. It was like the tables had turned from when Kimberly was pregnant. Now she had to take care of a puking, dizzy man. Once Ross would be coming back to consciousness, Kimberly would be right there standing over him, worried as ever. The first thing he'd see once he came to would be Kimberly's blue eyes. "I got him, don't worry." Kimberly was registered with the organization that she was first-aid certified, so she was qualified to handle him. "Ross... honey." She was really worried now. As she looked up, she could see the distant trails of what appeared to be smoke in the sky.

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As Seb gave the go-ahead signal, Ellie leaped out of the airplane. The feeling of falling down lingered across Ellie's body, but it didn't matter as that would fade away with the glory of being as free in the air as they were. Gold smoke was pouring from her legs as she got into the proper position. The air caught Ellie's wingsuit and slowed her down a bit, allowing her to be free just like a bird. It was hard to miss Ellie in the sky, her wingsuit was so distinct. Half Canadian, half Scottish. One for her nationality, one for her heritage. She knew that Seb was in her wake, which was flipping awesome. She loved this, she really did. She was thanking whoever introduced her to this big time, because without it she didn't know what she did beforehand.

As the race track came into view, Ellie adjusted her trajectory just a bit, she wanted to reduce the displacement between her and the landing point as much as possible. Looked like Seb was doing the same thing too, adjusting his trajectory too. In a few minutes time, all eyes would be on the two YouTubers and they would be attracting the attention of pretty much everyone on the race track. It was a great feeling, but at the same one that made Ellie's gut churn.

Task Force Echo (A Special Forces RP)

I went through sort of really bad break-up of sorts so I'm going to be a little hindered in terms of creativity.

I'll try in the next few days but no guarantees.

Burning Rubber (Bee and kingkonrad)

As the laps passed by, Kimberly had managed to climb her way into first place. The Fiat had done so much for her in this race and she was going to reward it for its effort by bringing it back home with a win. Competition was breeded into her. From birth she had been conditioned to be the very best in everything she ever did. It might not have sounded healthy to anyone else, but in the Rossi family, second place was unheard of. From her days as a walking toddler racing her older siblings around the house, her days as a high school athlete trying to get recruited, and now, a high-caliber driver racing among some of the best rallycross drivers that Britain had to offer. A few years ago Kimberly would've never thought she would even be anywhere close to here, but here she was.

Everything was a blur to the blue-eyed brunette, her legs working the living hell out of the pedals underneath her feet so that she had perfect balance at all times. Hitting that perfect, flawless heel-toe downshift was something only the top level drivers like Keiichi Tsuchiya, Ayrton Senna, and many others. Kimberly was pretty good at it, nowhere near Senna's level, but still good enough to maintain perfect harmony and balance on her car. She focused ahead as she descended into her final lap. She knew Ross was nearby, but just how close was he exactly? Her train of thought was interrupted as she suffered a serious slam from behind. It was Samantha turning her aggression up to 110%. The Galant was bumping the Fiat off the line they usually took. It was a smart strategy, and probably what Samantha was actually doing sitting back behind Kimberly's tail. She knew the lines Kimberly took now, so now Samantha knew exactly where to cut and pressure Kimberly. Kimberly realized this and made the mental adjustment to change all of her lines. She knew that she was doing something wrong in some aspect. But at the same time, Samantha revealed what she was doing too soon and as a result Kimberly was able to adjust accordingly.

Where Kimberly would usually slow down on the first corner Kimberly simply lifted and applied a touch of brakes as she carried herself through the turn, the Fiat feeling different underneath a different sort of situation. She could feel contact in her blind spot, but she powered out of the turn as soon as possible. It was deathly scary now that Samantha had devised a counter to her gameplan, but her experience as an athlete had taught her how to devise a counter counter-strategy. Changing up lines and timing were key to getting an edge on Samantha, and soon enough they were heading towards the very last corner. That was where the race would be decided.

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As she heard the two minute warning ring through her ears, she rubbed her face and stood up, getting her legs and whatnot stretched out. The entrance they would be making was something that EVERYONE was going to be talking about. They were definitely going to be the center of attention for a while to come. It was okay, Ellie didn't mind being the center of attention for these sorts of things. After all, they were the guests of honor at tonight's party anyway. As the one minute warning passed by, she pulled her partner up and watched the door open up. The venue was closing in and soon enough they were going to finally be on solid land again. "After you, love." She beamed, poking her head to watch the land below.

Task Force Echo (A Special Forces RP)

Olivia limped over to Merlin as fast as she could. The more time she spent on that bad leg of hers, the slower she would get and the more she would hold up Merlin. She just slumped over on the wall, its weight holding her up as her right arm dangled with the Glock. As much as she wanted to keep up she couldn't. Not with the bum leg of hers. As she emerged from the building, she limped as fast as she could towards the BMW he darted to. She felt so embarrassed with her slowness. Merlin quickly recognized her struggle and came over to her assistance. Her arm was wrapped around his back as they went to his BMW. As the rear right door was opened, she dove inside and lied on the backseat, sighing that weight was no longero on her bum leg. Those fucking assholes who interrogated her did a very sloppy job. It was supposed to be simple, no bodily injuries. She took deep breaths as the BMW lurched forward.

She lied on the backseat, knowing that the compound was far behind them. Knowing the type of background Merlin had, there would be no way for the average police department in England to track them down, especially with the common background Olivia and Merlin shared. However, knowing the background the both of them had, Merlin wanted something. Otherwise she wouldn't have been bailed out in that sort of fashion. And right on cue, Merlin opened his mouth. Something about a task force, which was definitely something that was up Olivia's alley. She had talents that would come useful in an environment like that. But at the same time, she was now in debt to Merlin. It was only fair that she accepted whatever he had in mind for her. She didn't know why she was picked out specifically, but there was a reason why and she was going to prove why that reason was in good taste.

Olivia sat up and leaned up to the seat Merlin was sitting in, "I'm in." She said, right before Merlin mentioned there were some of her favorite toys waiting for her at their destination. She didn't know where exactly they would be headed after the base, but wherever it was, she was willing to go for the sake of Merlin.

Sierra Vanguard (Espionage RP)

Cassie sneaked her way to the entrance of the facility. But before she busted in, Cassie planted her rear foot down. She looked around to see if anyone came snooping by and minding her business. Lucky that nobody was. Cassie pulled the door open very quietly, sauntering inside and pressing herself against the wall underneath the cover of the shadows. She stepped lightly, her emerald colored eyes scanning ahead for any enemies. This shouldn't be too hard though, Cassie had done many of these sorts of operations in her career before. This was just a run-of-the-mill infiltrate, extract, and get the fuck out. Nothing special. Cassie had her gun clutched between her hands, finding her way to the server room. Cassie really wanted to keep quiet. She knew that her higher-ups were watching through the contact lens she had on her eye. A bit creepy, but it was technology. Unknowingly, Cassie stepped out in front of a hall way with a security guard walking down it.

He had spotted her and pulled out his Glock. "Hey! Who goes there?" Cassie froze in her steps, mid step in her sneaky sneaky walk. She pivoted to the security guard with her Beretta pointed down. Now, Cassie had two options since she was in deep shit. Either she went for it, or she surrendered. But, being the kind of person Cassie was, she always chose the more physical answer. She lunged at the security guard, grabbing his gun and pointing it away from her as a shot rang out. Her heart sank even more as she dealt with the security guard. She was quick to hide him inside a broom closet of sorts, before hiding in there herself and reporting in. "Liberty here, we've got a problem."

Burning Rubber (Bee and kingkonrad)

The gears in Kimberly's mind were busy at work as she diagnosed the corner ahead of her. It wasn't gravel like she expected, so she didn't get the liberties driving on dirt gave her. If it were dirt then she would've been able to breeze through it with a nice powerslide, something that Kimberly was no stranger to when it came to races. As she figured out the fastest way through the corner, she glanced in her rear-view mirror as the car slid a bit through the corner. As they exited she could hear the contact the Galant and the Escort made. Sam and Ross were in bit of a dogfight. But given the nature of the sport they were competing in right now, it was a given that these cars would be banged up.

As the Fiat remade contact with gravel she felt a slight jolt as the chassis and suspension readjusted. Kimberly went down a gear to put more power to the ground and give her a little more edge. She went wide before the Devil's Elbow, preparing her car to slide around the corner like a hot knife through butter. Samantha was gaining on her, and by Kimberly's estimate she was in third or fourth place. If her little engagement with Ross was any indicator, she wasn't going to get past Kimberly cleanly with the way Kimberly drove and defended passes. She slid through the Devil's Elbow, and now was a long, long straight that would set up a one-hundred and eighty degree turn back down around. As they barreled down the straight, Kimberly went wide and it seemed like Samantha would have the same idea. Kimberly whipped it around the corner and she saw that Samantha was closing in on her car, but a bit from making contact.

As the bend finished, Kimberly shifted down so that she could dart out and close out the bend, gaining some distance from Samantha and so that she wouldn't make contact. As the race progressed, Kimberly had made a mental note that it was imperative to maintain distance from Samantha while she was in the lead so she wouldn't enact her trademark method of passing.

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Ellie sat at her seat, head back against the plane as she watched the other occupants of the plane depart and do some awesome shit in the air. While Seb was goofing about in the airplane, Ellie had closed her eyes and let the adrenaline take over her thoughts. Flying through the air and feeling like she was the queen of the world. It was nice to have a moment where things were calm, just her and her thoughts. She looked at Seb as he sat down, her eyes just looking over her boyfriend.

"That's what I was doing, honey." Ellie replied as she adjusted her helmet a little bit, looking outside at a part of England down below. "Whoever's in the shot is in the shot." Ellie shrugged and sighed, awaiting her arrival into the little rallycross event they had going on.

Task Force Echo (A Special Forces RP)

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