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Yuki looked at him her face slightly flushed but unbothered in some way. She felt great fear ahead of her, knowing what she must now do. But she did not let on through her expression in stead she let out a soft breath into the air and unable to answer Bruno for in truth she wanted to cry. But it was too late for that; it was too late for tears, now she had to be strong. She merely helped him to his feet and tried to figure out what would be best to say. “In life there are many hard things we must do, but life is something that is precious, virtue over life in loss is small in the long run.” She had a tender softness to her voice, an almost velvet tone, something soothing behind the pain that she felt. Yuki spoke calmly to him, not at all sounding as she inwardly felt. She felt sick, her stomach was going into knots and she really didn’t want to do this. “As much as I sound like Liao right now, it is only that, I can’t,” She stuttered, “I can’t break down now and I can’t just let your life go as if it doesn’t matter more, to me it does. You’re in a way a friend to me, whether we have known each other long or not.” She looked at Bruno, knowing her fate had been sealed and she knew she could have avoided it all.


Lauren looked at Jake in a strange way and sighed. "Ok..." She widened her eyes, there was something very weird about this guy and she wasn't sure she'd like to find out. "Well as it so happens I was planning on making a visit myself, family..." She lied, she had no family left.


(I am half way through the book -I picked it up from the library late yesterday- and got hooked... So you can talk to me about everything up to page 227...)

Bruno ignored the blood falling down from his mouth and nose and stared at Yuki. He felt the same, and he knew that he would save her and Liao when the time came just as she did with him. Bruno still fel touched, though. "Thanks, Yuki. You have become a fast friend, and I will never forget what you did for me. And even though you feel like losing your virtue is no big deal, it is to me. You were saving yourself for the right person, and it sure as hell isn't this guy, but you do what you think is best." he said softly, and akwardly hugged her.

Name: Jack Reid
Country: England
Age (no limit): 30
Sex: Male
Looks: Wears camoe'd pants some black boots a short sleeved green camoe'd pants and the same helmet. Carries his gun around with him for most of the time.
Personality: Cheerful and generous but can be aggressive against the enemies.

(Too late to join? )

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Name: William Foster

Country: United Kingdom, England.

Age (no limit): 32

Sex: Male

Looks: Will's hair is rarely styled, or cleaned for that matter, and is usually scruffy and unkept. Although this does not really matter because is unusual for his regimental *burgundy* beret to leave his head. Two dark brown eyes sit deep in a weather beaten face either side of a crooked nose. His chin almost constantly has a light stubble which joins, almost unnoticeably, to his sideburns. Will is well built, boasting strong broad shoulders. He has a nice physic and is over 6 foot.

To someone who has never met Will it would seem that he has worn the same clothing for years, and they would be correct in thinking so. Dirty british army standard issue trousers hang from a worn dark brown leather belt. A almost white polo shirt hides beneath a camouflaged jacket. Hanging loosely around his neck is a grey scarf which can be pulled up to shield his mouth and nose.

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Personality: Will is a silent type who likes to keep himself to himself. That is if he does not know you, otherwise he can be the a very good friend. He likes to see the good side of things even if they seem bleak, but is far from naive and knows full well when things aren't going to plan.

(( Yep, hope its not to late to join as-well. ))

OOC:no, its not too late, just keep joining, youre in

The grey clouds, that had hung menacingly in the sky for so long, had finally decided to unleash their pay load. A few droplets at first which, over the past hour, had built up to a torrential downpour. It did not take long for the parched scrubland below to transform into a marsh. The beaten sun dropped beneath the surrounding hills and plunged the landscape into darkness. Suddenly a sharp headlight tore through the dark abyss, blurred only by the constant beads of rain. For almost and hour the headlight hung there piecing through the droplets. It didn't move and nothing around it moved. All that could be heard was the deafening sound of the storm above.

Will burst from his cover and sprinted towards the darkness surrounding the patch of light. In his gloved right hand he clutched his L118A1 sniper rifle. Behind him he could hear shouting but could not make out what was being said. Ahead of him a second headlight appeared from within the dark. From close behind him he heard a shout in a thick spanish accent ''You move, I shoot''. Figures had begun to appear in front of him shouting in a foreign language, all clutched some form of weapon in their arms. His legs felt numb and he let himself fall to his knees. He placed his rifle beside him and lowered his head, he had failed both his friends and his country. A muddy black boot appeared in front of his and he looked up. All Will saw was the butt of his captors gun. Things went dark.

He treaded across the wet marsh with his silenced assault rifle in his hand. He shot some guards down and so Perkins killed the rest. "Go pick up a rifle we're gonna go get the priosners and get em to safety." He said to him, walking back to the hill side where they could see the camp.


He sat down on a box. "What've we got?" "Well we have many civillians and plenty of Spanish guards, we'll have to go loud to take em out." Said the recon soldier. "Can we take out SOME of the guards first?" "Probably...." He replied. "Right let's move...." He said picking up his gun and moving along. He took down two tower guards silently and Perkins killed some gate guards. They cut the barbed wire and snook into the camp de-attaching their silencers.
"3....2......1....FIRE!" He shouted coming away from cover and putting some bullets into a guard. He shot until the ones in his area were dead. There was a frantic panic guards and civillians everywhere. "Perkins and Reid round up the civillians!" Shouted the seargent. "Yes sargeant!" He replied running forward. "All civillians follow us to safety and watch your heads!" He shouted waving to them all and sprinting towards the gate.

"Now onto the next camp...." He muttered.

OOC: No offense Jack but can you remove the part about Will because he is not really in the part of Spain your character is. He is not near the prisoner camp right now and his mission isn't really the same as your character.

Yuki felt Bruno’s embrace and held her composer still, though a tear did try and slip from her eyes, she would not let sadness hit her as it was trying to beat her down. She could be strong, she had done the right thing helping out someone like Bruno; Yuki had no regret in saving him though the idea of giving herself in this way left a bitter taste in her mouth.
“It’s ok, I’m okay; I can live with it.” She tried to smile as she whispered, her lips trembling, into his ear. Her arm went up over his shoulder so that she could hug him in return, though she was not as ridged, not as stiff. But she did let out a little sniff as her emotions tried to get the better of her.
Yuki never said anything on the matter of being a ‘quick friend’ as she thought that maybe if they both managed to survive they may stay friends, as well as Liao who seemed as if he could handle himself though he had already gotten into two fights, he was still alive. Yuki let her arm go lank as she dropped it down by her side and looked out at the distance in front of them.
“I’ll take you to my hut, no one will be there right now and I can tend to you better away from the guards.” She said, not changing her serious, yet soft and caring, tone for a second, not even letting her voice crack into her shaken feelings. “Will you be ok to walk?” She asked.

((I did make a post... It appears people are leaving these things... I wonder why??? I'll just re-post my thing as this stupid forum wont let me post less than a certain amount of dang words...))

Yuki felt Bruno’s embrace and held her composer still, though a tear did try and slip from her eyes, she would not let sadness hit her as it was trying to beat her down. She could be strong, she had done the right thing helping out someone like Bruno; Yuki had no regret in saving him though the idea of giving herself in this way left a bitter taste in her mouth.
“It’s ok, I’m okay; I can live with it.” She tried to smile as she whispered, her lips trembling, into his ear. Her arm went up over his shoulder so that she could hug him in return, though she was not as ridged, not as stiff. But she did let out a little sniff as her emotions tried to get the better of her.
Yuki never said anything on the matter of being a ‘quick friend’ as she thought that maybe if they both managed to survive they may stay friends, as well as Liao who seemed as if he could handle himself though he had already gotten into two fights, he was still alive. Yuki let her arm go lank as she dropped it down by her side and looked out at the distance in front of them.
“I’ll take you to my hut, no one will be there right now and I can tend to you better away from the guards.” She said, not changing her serious, yet soft and caring, tone for a second, not even letting her voice crack into her shaken feelings. “Will you be ok to walk?” She asked.

(( I'm sorry I haven't posted for a while, but my grandmother died and I've had to do a lot of things and I was really close to her so I probably won't be posting for a few days, sorry.))

Is it okay if I play?

Name: I did not like my real name so I changed it to Leon
Country: America
Age (no limit): 16
Height: 6'0"
Sex: Male
Looks: Short black hair, a nice build but thin,
Persoinality: Sad and just wants to kill all the troops because they killed my girlfriend, loved fun beforethe war,
Equipment: Two glocks an AK-47 a AR-15 a lot of home made bombs and a combat knife.
History: Lived in the new york area, worked at a gun store and that helped a lot when they attacked, has been hiding in new york and killing all the troops that I can.


Let me know if I need to change anything.

OOC: youre in

(So nobody's actually going to pay attention to the British and american soldiers storming the place and saving you and shit. I mean I even said "Follow me this way....")

OOC: Maybe you need to speak to the GM before you liberate the camp. Might be to much of a plot change.

As they waked round the corner Perkins and Jack we're punched in the face tied up and thrown into a van.

He woke up an hour later. A man stood in front of him, and a man behind him beating Perkins. "You think you are strong....Because you do not say anything..." Muttered the man.
"Don't tell em....a fuckin thing" Perkins said, his voice was dry and raspy.
The man walked over to Perkins, Perkins spat blood in his face.
The man took his cigarette.....And shoved it into Perkins' eye.
Then the man who had beaten him sliced open Perkins' throat.
They then started to beat Jack and bloody him up.

This is my first RP so if you have any hints please tell.

I woke up in the back of an old taxi "Where am I.....oh yeah" I had fallen asleep in the taxi last night. Leon starts walking around, he stops by a car and pulls out a map from his pocket Leon starts talking to himself "let's see I hit here last night and here the night before I'll hit here to night" as he points to a spot on the map. Later that night Leon get's to the airfield that he pointed to on the map, He pulls out his combat knife and get's behind one of the solders as fast as a cobra Leon stabs the solder an slowly sets him on the ground. Leon takes the solders gun and mags and moves on to the next.

Just let me know if this is ok.