Skallagrim

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I don't know how to text fight. I am looking for someone to teach me

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They remade Star Wars. Remakes can further the life of a franchise if done well. Many times they don't work but sometimes they are good enough to add to the franchise legacy. I think in this case, they did well enough to not damage the franchise but added a new and fairly well done take.

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Well, I don't know. I don't think the writing is crisp and as witty as it could be. I think the original was better written. Using female leads doesn't bother me, they do a good job with the script and there is a chemistry between the four leads.

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Thank you. I am taking a break from reading/ critiquing movie scripts and treatments. I come here as a release.

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Alive? Perhaps. On occasion I find myself treading through mist haunted woods. Standing amid snow covered peaks staring at new worlds. When I rouse myself from deepest of slumbers, I hear the din of battle call to me. I seek solace among the warriors. Life is fleeting, slumber eternal.

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Does some cat named Rilla show up here from time to time? If he does, let him know I'm looking for him.

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OK. Sorry gang. With the winter storm bearing down on us, I had to make sure my mother and father in law made their medical appointments, and had the basic necessities. I will be back to posting after I get back this afternoon.

Power Training - Skall vs DJ

JT MacLeod- Primary-Realistic or Powered

J.T. MacLeod

Quote: Born to fight, Trained to kill. Prepared to die, Never will. Stay low, Run fast. Kill first, Die last. One shot, One kill. No luck, All skill.

Description: 6’1 tall and 202 lbs. Has deep blue eyes and mousy brown hair.

When in an urban setting he prefers to wear comfortable clothes of a non-descript fashion, such as loose jeans and a tee shirt, a brown bomber jacket prominently displaying the American Flag across the back, black steel-toe tactical boots and sunglasses.

When in a combat zone, he wears MCCUU MARPAT either in the woodland or desert patterns depending on the mission location.

What drives him: Seeking to understand what makes the world and the multiverse special. He is principled in his views and will stand up against a wrong.

Equipment:

Side arms

He carries two, MK 23 HK double-action semi-automatic pistols, in tactical holsters. These are 12-round, box magazine fed pistols that fire .45 ACP caliber, 230-grain Hydra-shok jacketed hollow point rounds.

Under his jacket is a multiple magazine carrier and dispenser for his firearms which is configured for rapidly dispensing ammunition magazines in the proper orientation to facilitate rapid reloading of his weapon.

The multiple magazine carrier holds 10 magazines per side and is curved for both left and right hand use and carried on a torso and shoulder strap harness. The carrier has a thickness and height only slightly greater than those dimensions of a magazine, but has a length sufficient for the installation of a series of magazines therein in a front to back orientation.

A spring and push plate or shoe urges the magazines toward the front of the device, where the dispensing opening is configured to facilitate the insertion of the magazine in the proper orientation for rapid installation in a weapon carried by the user. The user merely drops the expended magazines and slams the pistol butt against the dispenser where a new magazine is inserted.

Long arms:

(1) A HK416 Carbine:Caliber 5.56x45mm NATO (.223 Remington), Operation Principle Gas operated, firing from a closed bolt. Modes of Fire Semi-automatic, three-round burst. Feed Device- HK 30-round steel box magazine. This has a sling set up as well as an integrated reflex sight with nested IR laser aimer and illuminator. He carries five extra magazines.

(2) A Saiga-12 shotgun, a 12-gauge semi-automatic shotgun. This is a shotgun capable of firing 3.5 inch magnum rounds. Using 10-round magazines. In a belt pouch, he carries 4 extra 10-round magazines ammo. This has a sling set up for easy carrying.

Shotgun load out:

(4) Terminator rounds. These rounds contain a hollow core slug which has dozens of tiny lead pellets that spread dramatically as the core expands to 1-1/2" on impact. The initial shock caused by the core is further enhanced by the tiny shot, creating massive tissue damage.

(2) Fireball Rounds. These 12 gauge rounds produce an enormous wall of fire and sparks for 250+ feet. The incendiary metal contained inside burns at over 3,000 degrees Fahrenheit when fired, showering the target in a momentary wall of fire.

(2) TASER XREP cartridges. On impact, the forward facing barbed electrodes attach to the body of the target. The energy from the impact breaks a series of fracture pins that release the main chassis of the XREP projectile which remains connected to the nose by a non-conductive tether. The XREP projectile autonomously generates NMI for 20 continuous seconds. As the chassis falls away, six Cholla electrodes automatically deploy to deliver the NMI effect over a greater body mass. It delivers a Neuro Muscular Incapacitation (NMI) bio-effect but can be delivered to a maximum effective range of 100 feet (30.48 meters), combining blunt impact force to form a subtle non-lethal weapon.

(2) Incendiary Rounds. These 12 gauge incendiary rounds contain a chemical mixture much like that found in metallic cartridges. When the projectile strikes an object, the compound produces a brilliant flash of light at a temperature in excess of 3,000 degrees Fahrenheit,capable of igniting flammable material.

Each magazine carries the same series of rounds.

Close Quarters Weapons:

A 19" long survival bowie knife made of 1095 steel on his left hip in a leather sheath. Specifications: 12 inch blade, with a 7-inch hard rubberized grip. 1 5/8th inches wide, 3/16 inches thick. Weight 1 lb.5 oz.

A 26" long expandable impact baton with a rubber grip in a nylon sheath on his belt, right side. (Reduces to 10 inches when compacted, the two remaining sections that extend are 8.5" long apiece.)

In his small rucksack, he carries a black modified full-face tactical style helmet with night vision, thermal and infrared vision enhancers and SAT-TAC communication systems that he uses for night ops. JT also carries six grenades in his rucksack.

Area Effect Weapons

(2) M84 stun grenade, which is a non-lethal, low hazard, non-shrapnel producing explosive device intended to confuse, disorient or momentarily distract potential threat personnel. The device produces a temporary incapacitation to threat personnel or innocent by standers via a loud "Bang". The noise levels will be above 170 decibels within 5 feet of initiation.

**Detonating the M84 Stun Grenade in the presence of natural gas, gasoline, or other highly flammable fumes or materials may cause a serious secondary explosion or fire, resulting in death, or severe injury to friendly forces or unintended victims, as well as serious property damage.

(4) M67 Fragment Grenade. It is 14 oz in weight, containing 6.5 oz of Comp B explosive and using a pre-segmented body to produce an even and lethal spread of shrapnel. The fuse is designed for 4 seconds, +/- 1 sec. The stated kill radius is 5 meters, and wounding at 15 meters

He wears the Improved Outer Tactical Vest, (IOTV), used with the Enhanced Small Arms Protective Inserts (ESAPIs) ballistic plate series. Two small-arms protective inserts are designed to stop up to three hits from 7.62x51mm NATO M80 ball ammunition, with a muzzle velocity of 2,750 feet per second (838 m/s).

History: James MacLeod was a normal kid growing up in Santa Cruz CA, his parents were both blue collar folk who did the best they could to raise their 5 children. James was an excellent student and athlete and enlisted in the MARINES, becoming FORECON/MARSOC, serving his initial 4 years in San Diego, CA. He is an accomplished Close Quarter Combatant both with weapons and hand to hand. Now out of the Military he wanders the multiverse using his skills to help those that need them.

Mission specific skills: Sniper, Breaching, Surreptitious Entry, Electronic and Media Exploitation, Technical Surveillance, High Threat Protective Security (PSD), Advanced Weapons Training, Advanced Driving Skills (Urban/Rural/Security), Advanced Climbing/Rope Skills, Advanced Air Operations: HALO/HAHO/Jumpmaster/Parachute Rigger and Packer, Diving Supervisor, Foreign Weapons, Advanced Special Operations.

Powers: The D.A.R.P.A. developed MASS (Metabolically Advanced Super Solider) formula that he is injected with metabolically enhanced all of his bodily functions to the peak of human efficiency. Most notably, his body eliminates the excessive build-up of fatigue-producing poisons in his muscles, granting him phenomenal endurance as well as having his agility, strength, speed, and reaction time greater than any Olympic athlete who ever competed. JT represents the pinnacle of human physical perfection. Think of this as a super-steroid.This accounts for him able to bench press 2000 pounds (907 kg) and run a mile (1.6 km) in 73 seconds (49 mph/78 kph).

An odd and often disgusting side effect of the MASS drug is an emission of an ectoplasm substance, which is a white-gray, transparent, and viscous sludge, which mostly resembles mucus. It usually coats JT's body as a thin film. It occurs when he begins to exert himself. It however takes form as a misty substance during times of great stress, rising off his body similar to heat during a cold day.

This substance is solid enough to dissipate incoming energy to some degree before it affects JT's body. Acting as a type of armor or dampening agent, able to absorb energy diffusing it across the ectoplasm. He can also coat his weapons with the ectoplasm in order to affect supernatural beings that would otherwise be unaffected by his mundane weaponry.

After two rounds, the ectoplasm will generate ammo for the firearms, relying on person-object-memory to recall the ammunition loaded and fired and continually fill the magazines with ectoplasmic bullets that mimic the physical M855 ammo as well as the specialized shotgun ammo (XREP, Incendiary or Fireball). These 'magic' bullets can affect both mundane and preternatural objects with kinetic energy.

The last effect of his ectoplasm is to create streams that he can project. These streams are able to stick to objects with a thick string of ectoplasm connecting JT to the object the bio-energy has attached itself. Thus the ectoplasm can be used as a line, to climb up or down, swing across or grab things at a distance. He has an effective stream distance of 100 yards, (300 feet)

Power Training - Skall vs DJ

Scenario 1: City Street- A typical city street, 40-feet wide and 200 feet long from stop sign to stop sign. Ruined storefronts on either side, there is debris on the sidewalks and wrecked cars on the street. Fighters start at either end. Day- 10 AM, slightly cloudy and cool.

The fast movers roared over the ruined city. Dark, delta shaped forms cutting through the air. The sonic booms of their engines echoing across the battered and blasted landscape. Silence covered the ruins as the last of the cluster munition explosions died down. Minutes later a solitary helicopter came, low and fast, toward a rubble free area. The crew scanning the horizon and their equipment for any hostiles. Racing forward in the ever present dust, which seemed to choke the life out of everything.

Keshkaril had been a cluster fuck from the jump. HUMINT had portrayed the city free of civilians. Only war hungry bastards left. No one knew that the captured citizens were to be human shields. The collateral damage was horrendous. Only once the damage assessments came did the truth come out. The city suffered one hellacious hammering. It had been a decapitating attack, one designed to kill the leaders in one overwhelming move. The roads leading out of the city littered with bodies strewn about like so much debris and trash. The mud movers called it death row highway. They hammered the fleeing civilians, dropping their ordinance on them. Killing them where they stood. The human cost was high. So high that the echelons beyond reality deemed it best to drop in operators to hunt down and take out the sick fucks. Hiding down among the civilians, the terrorists felt they were untouchable. They would find out otherwise. The operators sent after them were to be swift, silent and above all, deadly.

The pilot looked back, shouting to JT, 'We're coming in fast, so far so good.”

JT nodded once then glanced out the open door. The gunner scanning the rubble and rooftops for any activity. The business end of his mini-gun swaying. They were two minutes out, and no matter how many insertions he did, JT always felt queasy. That was a good thing as it kept him alive, better to be queasy than cocky. Checking his weapons then his gear carefully. JT felt a shake, looking up into the black lenses of the jumpmaster, who shouted, "Hey bud! Get ready!"

Nodding JT concentrated as the craft slowed and began to hover. With a loud click the side door popped then slid open, hearing her yell, "GO! GO! GO!" JT formed some ectoplasm into a gray-white ball and tossed it towards the winch. Once it caught, he swung out and dropped out of the helicopter. The sudden jolt caused him to grunt as the line slipped a little. Gripping the thick, translucent material, he rappelled down the line, touching boots to earth. As he did, the Blackhawk whipped around and lit a fire as it roared out of the city.

The boom and rattle from the acceleration caused the ground to vibrate. As it did JT was moving, the HK416 ready as he vacated the LZ seeking cover. Finding a still standing brick wall he hunkered down and checked his time. Marking it. He tapped the earbud. The chatter flooded him, when a single voice cut through, "Bolo what's your status? Over."

Peering over the wall again JT chinned the mic, "Six this is Bolo, I am reading you five by five. Over."

"Roger that Bolo. You have some reported soft targets a klick south of the LZ. Over."

Scanning south, he could see what looked like a wide expanse of rubble. Licking his lips he nodded, "Roger six- soft targets south, one klick. I'll service the target. Over. Out."

Standing JT cracked his neck and began making his way towards the reported movement. Covering the kilometer, he came to a small rise. Laying flat, he stretched out and scanned the area with the binoculars. Seeing nothing he continued his search, soon finding himself on a rubble-filled street.

Power Training - Skall vs DJ

No worries. The idea is simple. Your powers, coupled with CQC are highly adaptable. Let me fire up my lappy and I will start a scenario.

@DJAtomika Ok, the setting has been established. This is a war-torn cityscape. When did your character get into the city? Why? Did your character survive the alpha strike to the city or witness it from afar? Is your character a terrorist? Describe the ruins as your character sees them as you make your way to the street.