Nytem4re

No Escape: Hit Squad

Joseph Connors

Joseph led the team into the compound, which for the most part seemed more like a shanty town. The buildings hardly seemed well constructed, and it reeked of human waste, despite the massive ventilation system that worked 24/7 to purify the air. Despite the majority of the compound looking broken down and decrepit, Joseph found an even more seedy area. The contact was supposed to be here, in one of the huts. Joseph didn't quite know which one, they had just told Joseph to look for the smoke. All of the huts had smoke coming out of them, so he decided to try the one with the most smoke, knocking on its door.

"Hello? Green? Rowan? You there?"

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Dear Anonymous [Invite Only]

September 4th, 2015 || Day One || Wilson Fuch

"Four-One!" Wilson tossed the ball up into the air, before using his right hand to come down on the ball with a snapping motion. The ball flew down on the other side hard and fast, leaving the opposing team little time to react. It was now five-one, with Wilson's side leading. Wilson wasn't too surprised. After all, he had a pretty stacked team with all of the varsity players against the new players of the volleyball team. The volleyball coach always liked the varsity team to scrim with the "casuals". Wilson never really understood why, the varsity team always stomped the new players soundly.

Luckily for the new players, the coach decided to put an end to the massacre and end practice early. Wilson quickly switched into his casual clothes in the locker room, not even taking time to socialize with his teammates like he usually did. In his defense, it wasn't every day that coach ended practice early. Wilson was going to just grab his backpack in his other locker and just chill for the remainder of the period.

After finding his way into the hallways, Wilson spun the dial on his locker a few times. It was the first day after all, he wasn't going to memorize his combo right away. To make matters worse, the second Wilson was able to remember his combo and open his locker, his backpack fell onto the ground and his papers flew all over the place. Guess that was karma for not zipping up his backpack completely before throwing it in the locker.

As Wilson began to pick up the miscellaneous sheets of paper, he stopped as he came across the Syllabus for the "Dear Anonymous" project. It was strange really. Why would the english teachers care about emails or IMs they sent to someone they didn't even know? If it wasn't worth so many points, Wilson would have probably ignored it. He wasn't so sure the teachers were truthful about respecting their privacy anyway.

But Wilson jammed the sheet into his backpack. He really needed to worry about the mess he made first. The project wasn't due till the end of the year anyway, so he wasn't going to overthink it.

Wilson heard a slight ding, informing him that he had received a new text. He rummaged through his pockets, sifting through miscellaneous wrappers and other crap before managing to get a sturdy grip on his phone. Wilson turned on his screen to find he had received a text from Ashley. It was probably to ask him to go out with her tonight again, as she did every other day.

From: Ashley Hart
Do you want to hang out tonight?

@karamonnom

Ashley... was predictable at least, but it didn't really make the relationship any better. Ashley always wanted to be around him, and quite frankly, it was emotionally tolling. Before Ashley, after practice Wilson would usually go home, but now he found himself being dragged along to do god knows what. The times Wilson would decline usually meant Ashley texting him all night anyway, so he found it more productive to just go along with her plans. She was sweet but... Ashley was too much for him. In fact, Wilson couldn't bear to actually try and break up with her. Not to mention the awkward interactions his normal group would have when they would figure out they weren't a thing anymore.

To: Ashley Hart
Uh. Sure I guess. Where did you want to go this time?

No Escape: Hit Squad

Joseph Connors

Connors merely shrugged. He didn't really think it would be that much of a problem. "Keith can sneak his way around if need be. Besides, I think we have a good enough cover story. If Keith is really that scared, he can just sneak out when we distract the guards at the front. Anyways, we're nearing the compound area. Just follow my lead." The helicopter began to land onto a crudely carved out area near the entrance of the mountain, and armed guards began to crowd around it. Wasn't unexpected, as it was more likely they would have shot on sight.

"Howdy. How ya doin?" Connors grinned and waved at the guards, who were still a bit wary of him. Or at least what was in the helicopter. Connors pulled out a few papers from his pockets, handing them to the closest guard to the helicopter. "Just here to drop off some wares ya know. Make some cash under the table right? Your boss knows I'm coming."

The guard gave him a curious look before inquiring him about his wares. "Really? You're selling those things?"

Connors laughed, pointing towards Venus and Kit. "Yeah. I mean, even you guys can do with a supernatural or two to kill or torture right? Just look at that Siren I have over there. Blond Hair, the fairest skin you've ever seen, a nice rack. I'd bet your men would kill to bang something like that huh? She's probably into some kinky shit too. I also got a werewolf, I'm sure torturing that one for days could make a good propaganda piece for those home movies of yours. Always fun to get some revenge for New Year's aye? All that and more."

The guard nodded, seemingly agreeing with what Connors was saying. "Yeah I guess the Boss might buy one of em. Just head straight to the boss's office. He's waiting for ya."

"Come on ya louts. We gotta move." The guards tensed up, but Konrad waved them off. "Don't worry about it. They follow my orders. Got some device planted in em, so they die if the disobey me." It didn't really reassure them, but the guards did move to allow them to pass through.

Politics, because why not?

I feel terrible for Bernie Sanders and I don't even like him! Our choices are between two of the worst candidates with the lowest approval rates for any candidate in US history.

^Source

Man, we are so fucked.

@The Spectre

I was once sympathetic to Bernie Sanders, but now that he's endorsing Hillary, I can't feel sorry about him being unfairly treated by the democrats.

After all, Hillary is the one who hired online trolls to harass Bernie Sanders supporters, Hired the former democratic party majority leader or whatever, who had to step down because of wikileaks. Corrupt much?

But at the end of the day, what's really gonna happen is congress isn't going to let trump or hillary do much, not much changes. RIP.

No Escape: Hit Squad

@Nytem4re

you need a vampire

Rowan F. Williams | 24 | Male | Vampire

Abilities/Powers:

Superhuman speed and strength
Superhuman senses and stealth
High perception and intuition
Can come back fine from almost any wound

Weaknesses:

Silver: wounds created by silver will not supernaturally heal unless he's given blood. Otherwise, they will heal even more slowly than a wound a mortal gets, and will always scar
Decapitation: Self explanatory
Fire: same rules as silver
Needs blood at least once a day
Sun won't kill him but, like silver, it'll severely weaken him

Control: "A [sic] irremovable collar that would pump liquid silver into their bloodstream, [crippling] them immediately" (Nytem4re). Unbeknownst to Rowan, the collar has the ability to collapse in on itself, resulting in instant decapitation. In addition, he's required to wear a muzzle. It's only taken off when they decide to feed him, and tampering it will cause the collar to buzz in warning before releasing the silver. While he's strong as a vampire, he's kept weaker than most and only fed animal blood in small amounts.

Personality: TBA for now. I don't usually go with that option, but he's being made from scratch. I'll fill this in, though, as soon as I get a feel for him.

History: Rowan had just graduated college, second in his family after his older sister, when he was turned. The exposure of supernaturals had happened a few years prior and life had mostly continued as normal for most of the population--if paranoid. He was walking home from a particularly late night as an intern--working very long for very little pay--when he was attacked. Why he was turned however still is not clear to the young man: maybe the vampire was being hunted and decided to leave a decoy? If so it, worked.

Rowan was not treated like a victim. As soon as his canines extended into dangerous fangs, he was dragged off to the camp to finish transitioning. They were cruel: his fangs were broken and the blood he was fed was disgusting, and occasionally laced with silver to keep him weak. He still hasn't tasted human blood.

His physical condition from living at the camp says it all: now his dark skin has taken on an ashen hue, and it has only grown paler at the camp. His eyes--once a lively pale brown--are now a tired red. So of course, when offered the chance to work with the government at the hope of freedom, he took it. Vampires were a rare breed within the camp--most of them too old and too smart to avoid America since the exposure.

@Kidd

Insert Twilight PTSD here

Yeah u gucci. Go ahead post it in the CS section.

No Escape: Hit Squad

Joseph Connors

"Yeah, yeah, Ms.Kavanagh, I know all you bloody supernaturals have some bullshit gimmick. Pilot, let's go." The helicopter slowly lurched into the sky, heading towards a nearby mountain range. Joseph cleared his throat, hopefully making it apparent that he was going to talk for a bit and didn't want to be interrupted. "Now that we all know each other somewhat, I mas as well tell you what we're all doing here on a fine Sunday morning."

Connors pointed towards a cave in the mountain off in the distance, which upon closer inspection had a few faint lights near it's entrance. "Dunno if you've heard, but the government has been having some issues with some separatists. They built a whole damn tunnel system or something, a whole city inside the mountain, living off of the grid. Contrary to what you might be thinking, we're not going there to slaughter them all. Rather, we're here to recover stolen technology. Property they've taken from the government. For now, just follow my lead. We're going to have to bluff our way through first, with that damn tunnel system they'd move the tech at the first sign of trouble. We'll then look for our man on the inside. Any questions?" Joseph then looked at each one of the team members, waiting for a response of any kind.

No Escape: Hit Squad

no. not lit. lit will kill him.

Also, @Nytem4re anything I need to change or

@Grey

It looks good yeah. Go ahead and post it in the character section.

Dear Anonymous [Invite Only]

Wilson Fuchs

What is your real name?
Wilson Fuchs

Are you male or female?
Male

What is your age?
17

When is your birthday?
October 17

What grade are you in?
11th Grade

What are some of your hobbies and interests?
I guess you could say I’m pretty good at volleyball. I’m on the varsity team after all, and I’ll probably be team captain next year. But any physical activity is right up my alley. Hit me up if you ever wanna scrim whatever sport. I do some woodworking too. I’ve been working wood ever since middle school, and I find it relieves stress from school and whatnot. It’s always nice to take a break from people and do something that occupies you and has some purpose.

How would you describe your personality?
I get along with people well enough. I was taught that loners never got anywhere in life, so I made friends as much as possible. A bit awkward at first, but I got the hang of it after a while. But I usually don’t talk to shy people. Most people will probably find me mellow and laid back. I’m pretty high energy, as I prefer to move around a lot. But by the end of the day, some alone time is nice after having to hang out with tons of people.

I do a lot of things in the heat of the moment. Sometimes I don’t fully think out my actions, but I’ve never been one to plan out stuff. Might get me in a spot of trouble sometimes, but that’s just how I am.

What has your life been like so far?
It’s been alright. Parents might be overbearing at times, but it’s not much to complain about. I’ve got friends at school. No one really hates me, as far as I know. Grades could be better, but I’m going to city college first anyway, so who cares? I’ll just start studying when I’m there. That way I won't have to take a pesky SAT or write some contrived essay. People say grades in high school don’t count anyway! Right now, I’ve got volleyball to practice for. Besides, Our next game is way more important than anything else right now. Got a record to uphold and all.

What will you pick as your screen name (and alias if asked)?
GeT_SerVeD, (Will)

What are your thoughts on the project?
A bit weird, but I can understand the appeal. Might be nice to just have someone to talk about private stuff and there’d be little to no consequences.

Anything else you'd like to add?
I think I'm good.

Relationships

Wilson Fuchs's Relationships

Darius Blake Moggs - Moderately Disliked
Some other fuckboi edgelord who thinks he's hot shit.

No Escape: Hit Squad

Joseph Connors

"Well, we're supposed to be headed out already, but I suppose you and that Keith guy are the only ones who follow orders." Joseph glared at Kit and Venus out of annoyance before turning back to the Dullahan. It was a bit strange how she held her head by her side, but he supposed she wouldn't be considered supernatural if her head stayed on all the time. Joseph probably would have been weirded out 5-6 years ago, but then again someone on his new team looked like a literal turd. Joseph was also pretty sure that wasn't the worst thing out there, so he bit his tongue and decided to ignore the fact he was talking to a detached head.

"So you used to be a biker of sorts eh? Not exactly what I was hoping or looking for in a covert operations unit, but I guess it's better than a stripper and a hippie." Wasn't ideal by any means, but it's not like Joseph could have requested something else. Anyway, the clock was running, so Joseph figured he should try and get everyone in the chopper through threat, since some of the team didn't willingly comply.

Joseph spoke in an exasperated tone as he explained the situation. "So, you all better get in this helicopter, or it's leaving without you. And if it leaves without you, you die. Simple as that. That is the drill. Now you can go pout or whatever, but don't look at me when the camp guards decide to use you as target practice." Joseph then sat down in the helicopter and tapped on his watch. "Y'all have 30 seconds to get in. Your choice."