The gun shot was loud even amid the rest of the fight and the dark haired Italian girl turned her head, dodging a bullet aimed for her in time to see the other assassin fall into the deep snow and land on the thick sheet of ice below it.
“ZACK!!!”
Never once in the fourteen years the pair had worked together had she ever called him by his real name, never once had she shown any emotion towards him but now she darted forward, dodging past fallen bodies and the shots fired by the only two remaining officers to drop to her knees beside him.
As the two officers slowed, steadily approaching her, thinking she’d forgotten about them. She slowly raised her gun and, without a second thought shot them both before dropping the firearm and gazing down at him. Her eyes were cold and steady, never leaving his face but for the first time since he’d known her he saw the cold, seemingly unfeeling woman begin to cry, the tears freezing on her cheeks.
She brushed the dark hair from his eyes and he smiled at her, not the smirk that she’d grown used to over the years, but a genuine smile.
“I told you that you’d get to like me,” He gurgled, small bubbles of blood appearing at the corners of his mouth as he spoke.
She attempted a smile but couldn’t manage it, she bent her head and very gently kissed his lips. He smiled up at her and closed his eyes, his hand losing its grip on her fingers.

And that was the day, the first time since she was fourteen that the legendary Miss. Murder allowed herself to feel and to realise, all too late, that she was still capable of love.

The story is about the afore mentioned Miss. Murder, played by myself. She is a legendary assassin and is famous around the globe. The idea of the roleplay is for those who join(this can be a one on one rp or a small group rp I don’t mind. Though one on one will probably work better) to come up with the events leading to the scene above.

Character Skeleton
Name:
A.K.A:
Age:
Appearance:
Brief Bio:

My Character
Name: Elena Gabrielle Moretti
A.K.A: Miss Murder
Age:25
Appearance: Elena stands at 5”4 with dark browns almost black hair falling to her mid-back. She is slender and prettily curvy, with long slim legs and pale skin. She has dark green eyes and very pale, pouting lips. She is constantly in possession of a fedora hat and her dark purple over-coat.
Brief Bio: Elena was born in Venice Italy, the youngest of five children and moved to America when she was four years old. When she hit the age of eleven her family started falling apart and at fourteen she ran away and soon found herself in training to become and efficient killer. She was soon employed as a trained assassin and has lived her life travelling and killing ever since.

I would like to join as a girl (obviously) so let me know if that's okay. I'm obsessed with sniping and the whole spec ops thing, if that helps. Let me know and if it's okay, i'll join in

PM if you'd like

I would like to join as a girl, maybe one of Elena's friends, lol, or something along those lines? I dont care whatever works, but I like the whole scene up there : )

Yeah you can join as girls. We need one guy though and then we can start.

I'll join. I'm a guy.

yay! Ok so urm, proifiles and then wecan start ^^

Okay haha heres my profile:

Name: Shaylin Recon

Age:19
Appearance: Shay has a firey red hair that reaches to her shoulders; she has very dark blue eyes and pale skin. She stands at 5'4 and is average weight. She's usually seen with a blue windbreaker and cargo pants.
Brief Bio: Shay grew up rather rich, living in a large mansion with her 2 sisters that were twins. Always getting the short end of the lots, and the least attention, she ran away at the age of 16.

OOC: Thanks, here's my profile..


Character Skeleton

Name: Marie Solo

Age: 19

Appearance: Marie is caucasion but tan and has long black hair that is usually wavy. She has brown eyes and is pretty lean. She is about 5'8'' and likes to wear black. She also likes to wear hats a lot.

Brief Bio: Marie was never rich, but not dirt poor either. She went to a public school and did okay. She tended to rebel and be the odd-one out throughout middle school and high shcool. Her father was in the army and died in action when she was two. Her mom committed suicide eight days later and left Marie locked in a room. She was then raised by her elderly neighbors who just recently passed away. She enrolled in the Spec Ops team as soon as she graduated at age 17. She is now joined with Elena and Shay's team of assasination.

May I also jump in as a guy? *puppy eyes*

Name: John Triton
A.K.A: Razer
Age: 21
Appearance: Guy, 6'1" but not well filled out, lacks a lot of muscle, but makes up for it in litheness. Long brown hair and green eyes.
Brief Bio: Grew up in a resonibly well of suburb. alone with his father. At the age of 7 he began to be bullied at school, then sent the bullies to hospital because his father was an ex-solider and taught him how to fight. At 12 his Father began finding money disappearing, began to drink. At 14 his father was a complete alcholic and one night, in self defense he threw his dad out if an upstairs window, accidentaly killing him. He was on the run since then, at 16 he began finding work as a freelance assasin.
He heard about Miss Murder when he was constanly employed to either clean up behind her. He prefers to use A silenced sniper rifle from the roof tops of buildings. However when he is up close he uses a wicked curved knife, and in dire situations a 10 gauge sotgun.

accepted all and okugi you can be a guy

Sweet!

Name: Rae Ambey

A.K.A: Black Phoenix

Age: 23

Appearance: Tall and skinny. Short, dark brown hair and murky hazel eyes. Wears casual outfits such as jeans and faded T-shirts. Often is wearing a glove on his left hand. There’s a tattoo of a black phoenix there, hence the name. Often on missions, he freely display his tattoo.

Brief Bio: He used to be a sniper in a small no-name gang. That’s where he earned the nickname, Black Phoenix, and the tattoo. But when he realized that the gang was quickly going no where, he ditched them. Because of his skills with a sniper rifle, he’s often a loner in the assassin world. He’s been trying to broaden his prospective by practicing knife throwing and such. It doesn’t seem to be doing much help, though.

Can i join as a guy pl00000000x I has known u before so It would be cools if I could join.
I'm in ur house drinkin ur milkshake.
Sorry too much lolcats today.

Character Skeleton
Name: Jack Reid
A.K.A: The Jackal
Age: 25
Appearance: Jack standing up as tall as he can he is about 5"11, he normally wears a dark pair of jeans white trainers a black top with a Jackal on the font and a black balaclava that fits him nicely under the hood of his coat.
Brief Bio: As a child, Jack was born on a farm in Britain, so he needed to learn to defend himself and the farm.
He was taught how to use a gun at 12 as well as knives and other melee weapons. When he finally realised that his father wanted him to kill innocent animals at 16, he just finished school and ran away. He traveled to Africa to be taught by professional fighters and assassins, where he met a Jackal. He didn't know why but the Jackal followed him and it was his friend. After training to be an assassin he took some contracts and earned some money to buy a place in America where he bought a house and a shanty for his Jackal. Now he tails other assassins and watches them complete jobs as if to learn something frm them.

Ok accepted. Ok so Start posting the IC in here whenever you want ok guys? ^^ I'll just have Zacky as an NPC for it ok

Umm quick question. How far before the Zack's death do we start?

The Jackal sat upon the roof of the apartment building, waiting for the target to leave the building. He was munching on a ham sandwich because he'd barely gotten any breakfast. He saw the target leave the building and pulled his balaclava up.
"SeCkShUn he's leaving the building." He said down his comm.
A rough metallic voice replied "ThAt'S gR34t" He hopped up and jumped across the other building, then slid down a pipe and landed in his car.
"N1C3 l4nD1nG" Seckshun said. "How'chu know I landed properly?" He asked him, "Y0u d1dn't cUrs3" He laughed back.
The Jackal set off for the target.

(The reason Seckshun talks like that is because his words are actually like microsoft same voice, but Jack is wearing blacked out goggles that show the words, he l33t sp33ks because 1. seckshun is a nerd 2. Nobody can really understand it, if anybody else would like to use Seckshun 8 feel free.)

Up above a tall commerical building Razer propped his rifle against his shoulder, peering down the sight he surveyed his target's residence. A tall glass covered low rise. Low budget sercurity, a couple of rent-a-cops hanging around in the lobby and some CCTV cameras surveying small sections of every floor. A seemingly inadequate place for the CEO of a quickly growing fast food chain to live, and a dumb place as he was going to find out at his own cost.

John waited, glancing quickly at the small digital watch attached to his rifle, just below the scope attachment, 37 seconds. He put his eye back to the scope and followed the CEO as he left his room, just as the Employer said.

5 seconds
4 seconds
3 seconds
2 seconds
1... *bang*

A hole appeared in the CEO's head, Miss Murder has done her thing. Razer shifted his focus on his Job, Move, Focus, Trigger, Move, Focus, Trigger. both gaurds down 2 seconds from the first shot. The assasin hit a little button on a remote detenator and the lights inside and around the Target's building shut off, leaving the place in pitch darkness.

Razer quickly disasembled his rifle and secluded it in various place amoungst his person and headed for the service elevator on the top of his present building, He rode it down and left through a back door. He passed through some alleys to another street where he caught a taxi to a temporary residence the Employer had organised.

Rae Ambey yawned rather loudly. Scratching the back of his head, he twirled the flashdrive in his hand. He glanced at his watch. I still have fifteen minutes until the meeting time. What was I thinking coming so early?

Groaning, he threw his arms down on the table. He was currently sitting alone at a cafe, waiting for a special someone, cursing himself for showing up too early. It makes me look eager, he thought with distaste. I'm suppose to be calm about things like this!

But when he was told that he'd be able to meet some of the other members for a partner work, all of that went out the window. Please be a hot chick, Rae found himself praying for the seventeenth time that day. Someone with a nice body and a brain to match. Someone with the utmost patience...

He tapped the flashdrive on the table, humming a random tune. He glanced at the flashdrive. That's supposed to be our next assignment... Ugh! What was I thinking, not bringing my laptop?

Sighing, he glanced around the cafe. It was filled with couples and students, gathered for gods knows what? Yeah, this sure is a perfect place. I mean, who's going to notice two assassins in the midst of all these commoners? He stretched. But that doesn't make it easier to wait!

Jack slowly eased the car in front of the target's own car, he opened the sun roof, put his fee on the wheel and lay on the roof. He managed to put two shots in an arm and one in his chest. He went flying into a wall and his car set on fire.
"Seckshun 8? Yep, the job's done." He put his phone away and carried on driving.
He'd learn't that trick off an assassin in London.

Marie Solo, currently off mission, was sitting in the lounge of a hotel building. She was looking up certain key points on a map. These points would lead her to several different meeting spots with two different partners. First was a small cafe, then a newspaper stand, then a log cabin, and finally a beach house. She favored the latter.

Writing down addresses and brief directions in mirror writing, she closed the internet browser, grabbed her phone, and headed to her car. She loved using hotels for quick stops. Especially these. As she was leaving, the lights shut off.

"Great," she mumbled. "Guess Miss Murder's got another mission. Well, so much for a good day," she said as she ran into a pole. "Damnit." She finally found the doors and walked out.

Marie opened the door of her black Mustang GT and hopped in. She proceeded to head to the little cafe where mysterious partner numero uno awaited. Or so she hoped. Last time, the partner ditched. Too damn scared for his own good.

She parked a few blocks away, taking caution to lock the doors with her special high tech equipment. Not one break in since she'd installed it. Before the installment was a different story. She'd almost gotten kicked out of Miss Murder, but her plea for a high profile security system had seemed reasonable enough. Focus on the present... she reminded herself.

Marie Solo walked into the little cafe and surveyed it thouroughly. A couple at the right, two more people to the left. None of the few looked like the correct partner. She walked down the aisle a bit and found the right guy. He was sitting alone, looking clearly nervous, with a small, inconspicous thumb drive in hand. Hmm, no laptop. Must be a newbie...compared to me anyway. She walked over to him and sat down in the opposite seat.

"To are fetch you a the pail guy of water?"

(OOC: Every other word up until the last two formas a question. Start with are, end with guy. Didn't know if you'd pick up on it. )