Spy Game

Corewarp · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Corewarp** on Mon Jan 08, 2007 1:55 pm

Request:
Hello, i was wonder if anyone wanna be in on the idea of making a Spy/Military RP/RPG Thing with me? ^^ if anybodys in on it ill make up some things ^^

Lost 4 Eternity · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Lost 4 Eternity** on Sat Jan 20, 2007 5:49 pm

sweet....so when do we start?

Ryand-Smith · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Ryand-Smith** on Sun Jan 21, 2007 12:30 am

What Era and what type of spies? Are we talking M1-6, CIA, FBI? NSA? Tom Clancy typeS?

Rache · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Rache** on Mon Feb 12, 2007 9:51 pm

*purses lips*
Depending on what era and/or faction, I'll join.

mronimusha · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **mronimusha** on Mon Feb 12, 2007 11:26 pm

Elaborate. This sounds at least mildly interesting

Ryand-Smith · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Ryand-Smith** on Tue Feb 13, 2007 1:49 pm

I may be interested, but I may hijack this RPâ€¦ I feel a 90s era spy vs spy, with the CIA V the former KGB, with possible Al Qaeda elements involved could be fn. OF course we could have the Brittanâ€™s M1-6 be involved.. for fun.

Corewarp · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Corewarp** on Sat Feb 24, 2007 7:09 pm

I AM SO SORRY:

I'm so sorry for not responding to this topic that i made quite awhile ago...
anyway for those still up for it here it go's:

Era: 21th Century
Factions/Agencies: CIA, MI6, Former KGB, EDA(European Defence Agency), Mossad, GMAD (Germany Military Security Service)
{Not Limited To These, You Can Make Your Own, But Let Us Know Where They Come from(Country) And What Their Special Is, What Their Resourses Are Limited To, etc..}

Any Suggenstions Before We Start With Deciding Who's In What.
More Factions, Anything you think we could use??

Rache · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Rache** on Thu Mar 15, 2007 4:33 pm

>_<
Can I be a for-hire, not really being with anyone, type of spy?

Example of the person:
Name: Rache Aros
Ethnicity: German-American
Race: Caucasian (Albino)
Current Employer: EDA
Occupation: Freelancer Spy/Assassin
Hair: White
Skin: White
Eyes: Light, light blue
To Contact: Disposable phone in PO Box 78 at the old site of Auschwitz Concentration Camp. Allow 72 hours before contact.
Resources: A few personal weapons and tricks, and the person or agency hiring him.

Bartlet · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Bartlet** on Sun Mar 25, 2007 11:31 pm

Can i be the spy who cocky thinking he is a know it all type of guy?

Name: John Peston
Alias: The Fox
Age: 32
Parents: Unknown
Birth place: Houston
Agency: CIA
Education: MD, black belt in 6 differents martial arts
Character: Handsome, rich, smart, and get his ways with girls
Background: Former Navy Seals, former underwear model, former KGB
Skill: Martial arts, shooting, talking his way out of trouble, and flirting
Job: Senior field agent
Family background: Came from a rich family.

To reach him is impossible, he will find you. Former officer navy seals, he can kill anyone with stealth.

Nightmare · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Nightmare** on Sun Mar 25, 2007 11:51 pm

This seems interesting. Could I be something like a freelance? not like Rache's but something more individual

Name:Sorian Jurish
Race:Japanese
Age:32
Hair Color:Black
Eye Color:Green
Occupation:Undeground Agent [align=right]Agency:Koins[/align]
Resources:various weapons and items (Depending on mission)
Skills:Computer skills mainly, Weapon skills, brave enough to go onto a thin zipline across buildings and only be freaked out for bout 10 minutes (Fear of falling, not heights, falling)

Corewarp · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Corewarp** on Mon Mar 26, 2007 12:18 pm

Nice lets get going, you guys start something

, this is kinda "User-Ruled". Ill join in with something sometime soon

Bartlet · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Bartlet** on Mon Mar 26, 2007 1:18 pm

Quick history of john:
John Peston graduated from the Naval Academy and joined the Navy seals shortly afterward. He was top of his class and was promoted to commander by the navy. Leaving the navy, John was recruited into the KGB. What the KGB doesn't was that he was placed there by the CIA. Working as a double agent, JOhn managed to avoid death many times.

John was sitting at his desk when his boss walked in handing him his next assignment. HIs new mission was to get close to a group of terrorists that is working on a bioweapon to use against the U.S government.

Setting up to the story. Can change if you're dont like it.

Rowen · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Rowen** on Mon Mar 26, 2007 1:31 pm

thats cool!
I hope to work in the marines some day as a chemisist.

Rowen · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Rowen** on Mon Mar 26, 2007 1:39 pm

(hope you like my reply, I'm sort of new at this.)
Christy was working in the lab on some of her newly developed nano technology, designed to work almost like cells only faster and stronger. They made you practically invincible to almost any enemy: but they where still flawed, you had to program each on individually or they would automatically begin to learn information on their own, and that could mean chaos.

Rowen · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Rowen** on Mon Mar 26, 2007 1:50 pm

(never mind)

Bartlet · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Bartlet** on Mon Mar 26, 2007 1:54 pm

John sat at the bar which was run by the terrorists. In fact, the whole town was run by them. He sat there drinking when he saw a few of them talking about what they had learned. As he continued to listen, he learned that the terrorists are looking for a spy that the cia might send to work as undercover.

Rache · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Rache** on Mon Mar 26, 2007 2:01 pm

Ooc: Okay... My reply's going to be a psycho one now... Warning you.
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Rache dragged heavily at a cigarette, aware that each time he puffed this little stick, hundreds of tar agents and other chemicals were skewing his lungs out of whack. But he didn't care. He had to play the part here...
The cream on his skin itched, the organic sap from some tree mixed in with something else tickling his skin, but he knew if he scratched, he might lose the dark tint the concoction gave his skin.
And his hair was now temporarily died black.
He glanced lazily at his target, the young, the prestigious Vlad Sorkosky. This wasn't a government job, heck, it wasn't even legal, but the contact had been made and the offer had been good.
So he was doing it.
Rache had spent the few last weeks worming himself up to be a worker at the target's favorite hotel, where he roomed every time he made a call to mother country Germany, which was often, considering the black mail that Rache had discovered underlying this stately facade..
This would be the prime place to strike.
Rache smirked and rubbed the cigarette out into an ashtray, feeling the blue tinted contacts in his eyes slide as he narrowed his eyes. There it was.
A limousine with Vlad's family colors fluttering at the head of it.
Rache turned and spat out in German to the nearest valet, "Stupid! Go and get it!"
His accent was perfect.
The valet was startled and nodded, "Yes! I'm sorry!" Running forward, he hurried through the swing gold-gilded glass doors, leaving an oddly satisfied Rache behind to gloat.
But the gloat turned to annoyance as his cell phone rang in his pocket.
He pulled it out and glanced at Caller ID: 'EDA'.
Groaning, he switched it open and answered, swearing never to give his personal phone number up again. His rough, raspy voice took a depressed edge as he spat, "Hello?"
"We have a job for you."
"I'm on a job now."
"Then finish it quickly and get your butt over here. It's important."
Rache narrowed his eyes once more, "How important?"
Naming a sum, the government man laughed as Rache quickly tabulated the marks to dollars in his head, "So, will you come?"
"One more thing. Is it infiltration, or annhilation?"
"Both."
The phone went dead.
Rache slowly brought his hand down, staring at the phone with a growl. Vlad Sorkosky would die tonight, and he could catch a flight to Berlin, and then...
Rache smiled and nodded politely as his target and his entourage entered the building.
Then... he'd have fun.

Bartlet · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Bartlet** on Mon Mar 26, 2007 2:10 pm

John managed to check into a fancy hotel which was a front for the terrorists.

"How long will you be staying?" the front clerk asked.
"Until i run out of money." John said with a smile. "Enough with the business and lets take care of the personal business. When do you get off, sweetie?"
The clerk smiled. "Sir, im married."
"if only i was faster. Who is the lucky man?" John asked.
"Sir, here are you keys and here." she slipped him her phone numbers.

John smiled as he walked to his room. He thought about how every girls can't resist him and his smile. Unlocking the door, he spotted a man who seemed to be armed following him. John knew that he had to be careful.

Rowen · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Rowen** on Mon Mar 26, 2007 3:56 pm

Christy was working in the lab on some of her newly developed nano technology, designed to work almost like cells only faster and stronger. They made you practically invincible to almost any enemy: but they where still flawed, you had to program each on individually or they would automatically begin to learn information on their own, and that could mean chaos.

(I dont know how to have my charcter come into the story)

Bartlet · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Bartlet** on Mon Mar 26, 2007 3:58 pm

John walked into Christy's lab knocking her out. He then tied her to the chair waiting for her to wake up. After a few hours, he noticed that she woke up.

"Hi." he smiled.

Spy Game

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