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STATUS: Sorry for my off schedule, sometimes I will go on deployment its a messy job. Sorry in advance 5 yrs ago
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Sorry for my off schedule, sometimes I will go on deployment its a messy job. Sorry in advance
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You know what, do we have a car thief in the house?
Name: Milo Cash
Age: 21 (just old enough to drink to a good nights work)
Mask Picture:
Skills/ Weapons:
Wheelman, minor lock-picking, running and parquor. Some martial arts he learned from the internet
5- knives, Machete, 1- 9mm pistol (Reniah), 1- .45 Pistol (Cali), and 1- .50 Caliber Revolver (Yes these exist, no it won't be used often) [Lexa]
History: Milo didn't have any true traumatic events, except for one when he was in ninth grade, well lets be honest it was two events but it was the same prat who caused them. Starting off there was a girl he liked (Who for privacy reasons as he's met people who would kill her if they knew her real name shall be referenced as T.S), she was kind of the school slut. From guy to guy she bounced and Milo always followed
always hoping, until she threw him out of everything even going as far as restraining orders and school swapping. Milo had no clue how to handle this and as such he found something to help him: Mary Jane (Marijuana). This was his first introduction into the underworld, and he loved it. Everything was great, Milo even grew some and sold it. Even giving his friends rides to their deals, some going south taught him his "precision driving" techniques. Life was great... until the phone call came in.
T.S called, telling Milo she was raped by a boy at school. She didn't want police or school involved, and she heard Milo was now connected. Now sure Milo could have called those he knew who were much more experienced, but instead this was a personal hit, and he wasn't gonna let anyone do it, but him. Prepping his gear, he went along his way. Aaron Pang, was going to die... tonight. Using the skills he was taught and using the chloroform his friends* provided him, he broke into the house and took Aaron out and sat him in the back. Keeping him under till it was 1 am Milo had him in the middle of the woods 5 miles away from proper civilization.
The torture game began, Aaron cut, bruised, and broken begging for his life was a brilliant sight. It brought so much joy to Milo, but trauma tends to stack. You see T.S and Aaron planned this, her knowing Milo well enough and Aaron willing to do everything for her they planned this last fuck-you. The police showed up, arresting Milo, and T.S was there watching it all. Instead of the joy she thought she'd feel she felt sorrow, looking at Aaron and Milo. All Milo could do was smile. Pleading guilty to all charges and good behavior got Milo out early. Now he walks the streets doing the same as he did then.
*Everyones a friend when you have money and drugs
Other:
Marijuana Dealer
Age: 21 (just old enough to drink to a good nights work)
Mask Picture:
Skills/ Weapons:
Wheelman, minor lock-picking, running and parquor. Some martial arts he learned from the internet
5- knives, Machete, 1- 9mm pistol (Reniah), 1- .45 Pistol (Cali), and 1- .50 Caliber Revolver (Yes these exist, no it won't be used often) [Lexa]
History: Milo didn't have any true traumatic events, except for one when he was in ninth grade, well lets be honest it was two events but it was the same prat who caused them. Starting off there was a girl he liked (Who for privacy reasons as he's met people who would kill her if they knew her real name shall be referenced as T.S), she was kind of the school slut. From guy to guy she bounced and Milo always followed
always hoping, until she threw him out of everything even going as far as restraining orders and school swapping. Milo had no clue how to handle this and as such he found something to help him: Mary Jane (Marijuana). This was his first introduction into the underworld, and he loved it. Everything was great, Milo even grew some and sold it. Even giving his friends rides to their deals, some going south taught him his "precision driving" techniques. Life was great... until the phone call came in.
T.S called, telling Milo she was raped by a boy at school. She didn't want police or school involved, and she heard Milo was now connected. Now sure Milo could have called those he knew who were much more experienced, but instead this was a personal hit, and he wasn't gonna let anyone do it, but him. Prepping his gear, he went along his way. Aaron Pang, was going to die... tonight. Using the skills he was taught and using the chloroform his friends* provided him, he broke into the house and took Aaron out and sat him in the back. Keeping him under till it was 1 am Milo had him in the middle of the woods 5 miles away from proper civilization.
The torture game began, Aaron cut, bruised, and broken begging for his life was a brilliant sight. It brought so much joy to Milo, but trauma tends to stack. You see T.S and Aaron planned this, her knowing Milo well enough and Aaron willing to do everything for her they planned this last fuck-you. The police showed up, arresting Milo, and T.S was there watching it all. Instead of the joy she thought she'd feel she felt sorrow, looking at Aaron and Milo. All Milo could do was smile. Pleading guilty to all charges and good behavior got Milo out early. Now he walks the streets doing the same as he did then.
*Everyones a friend when you have money and drugs
Other:
Marijuana Dealer
Avanhelsing said
Take this to the Ooc. You can have as many as you want.
Didnt even notice the OOC was posted :P, I'll move it
Well now that I'm finally back and ready for action im in
Milo watched the others get up and leave off towards the "Mission briefing."
"Alright, Gamma, time to go... don't even get to eat... this day just gets better and better doesn't it?"
"I'm not sure what you are talking about"
"Gamma, come on"
"But what if it's a trick?"
"Oh, you're right that would be a good trick taking all the agents in one room, and then blowing up the room... clever people.."
"Do you still want to go?"
"Not really now that I'm thinking about bombs..."
"But what if it really is a mission briefing?"
"See now you're doubling back on yourself"
"Yes and you're now thinking about going"
"Maybe.." Milo said as his head started buzzing slightly, "What's that?"
"Mission data,"
"Oh... so it was a real briefing...?"
"It appears so,"
"You knew it was real the whole time didn't you?"
"You have no proof"
-Milo facepalms- "Let's get moving, mark it on the HUD. Gamma, thats the womens quarters..."
After this Gamma fixed the marker as Oregon ran to the meeting. "Sorry I'm la- Washington... why are you... oh well. Here and reporting for duty, now what do I need to do?" he asked a little out of breath, before feeling his stomach growl.
"Alright, Gamma, time to go... don't even get to eat... this day just gets better and better doesn't it?"
"I'm not sure what you are talking about"
"Gamma, come on"
"But what if it's a trick?"
"Oh, you're right that would be a good trick taking all the agents in one room, and then blowing up the room... clever people.."
"Do you still want to go?"
"Not really now that I'm thinking about bombs..."
"But what if it really is a mission briefing?"
"See now you're doubling back on yourself"
"Yes and you're now thinking about going"
"Maybe.." Milo said as his head started buzzing slightly, "What's that?"
"Mission data,"
"Oh... so it was a real briefing...?"
"It appears so,"
"You knew it was real the whole time didn't you?"
"You have no proof"
-Milo facepalms- "Let's get moving, mark it on the HUD. Gamma, thats the womens quarters..."
After this Gamma fixed the marker as Oregon ran to the meeting. "Sorry I'm la- Washington... why are you... oh well. Here and reporting for duty, now what do I need to do?" he asked a little out of breath, before feeling his stomach growl.
... Well this is awkward, finally got my interwebs fixed and I come back to this... I'm sorry bout that mate... Either way I'm gonna get to reading then throw a post up
Oregon walked into the cafeteria, seeing two people neither one he knew, but both with A.I meaning they had to be in the cool kid club... but were they really... Anyone could have just got it put in. Cautiously Oregon walked up, "Hello" he said eying the two men, "how are the two of you?" he said still eying both of them. Thats when Gamma came out, "Hello Agent Washington, Agent West Virginia. Also hello Brother and Sister."
"So you two are agents, just like me. Well I'm Agent Oregon..." his voice trailing off,
"So you two are agents, just like me. Well I'm Agent Oregon..." his voice trailing off,
That's just a bad day Heroic,
"We need Agent Oregon to report for implantation,"
Milo looked around he was definitely wasn't the last but he also wasn't involved in today's morning wake up, but oh well he wasn't going to question them wanting him in surgery. Now he was a little slow though wandering for a bit before he found the med bay.
"Alright Agent Oregon come over here and sit down," One of the many doctors said leading him to a chair. Immediately after Milo sat down he was bound to the chair and anethstesia (Yes it is spelled wrong) was already going in.
A few hours later Milo woke up in his room, a glowing white... person in front of him. "Hello, I am your assigned A.I, I am known as Gamma"
"Hi Gamma, so like... what are you in my head for I never really got that memo?"
"Well, my purpose is to help you in combat, and provide other support. Example did you know the sky is pink?"
"... The sky isn't pink though..."
"Or is it?"
"It's not it has always been blue,"
"Oh really?"
"YES!! YES IT IS,"
"Are you positive?"
".. No.. I think.."
"My point exactly,"
"Whatever, my head hurts, you blew my mind, I need to meet the team.." Milo said getting up and walking towards his room door completely forgetting to look around the room he has never been in before.
Milo looked around he was definitely wasn't the last but he also wasn't involved in today's morning wake up, but oh well he wasn't going to question them wanting him in surgery. Now he was a little slow though wandering for a bit before he found the med bay.
"Alright Agent Oregon come over here and sit down," One of the many doctors said leading him to a chair. Immediately after Milo sat down he was bound to the chair and anethstesia (Yes it is spelled wrong) was already going in.
A few hours later Milo woke up in his room, a glowing white... person in front of him. "Hello, I am your assigned A.I, I am known as Gamma"
"Hi Gamma, so like... what are you in my head for I never really got that memo?"
"Well, my purpose is to help you in combat, and provide other support. Example did you know the sky is pink?"
"... The sky isn't pink though..."
"Or is it?"
"It's not it has always been blue,"
"Oh really?"
"YES!! YES IT IS,"
"Are you positive?"
".. No.. I think.."
"My point exactly,"
"Whatever, my head hurts, you blew my mind, I need to meet the team.." Milo said getting up and walking towards his room door completely forgetting to look around the room he has never been in before.
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