Amidst The Clouds

[Flash]

Ok, the second beginning of the end is dead. Back to basics. This RP takes place during WWII. It's seen from the perspective of a secret squad of american paratroopers. These men are dropping behind nazi lines to gain intell on a new weapon thats under development, and if possable sabotage it. I'll need 5-10 people to get it started.

Rules: No super charicters ( that means no rambos, and make your bio practicle. )
well thats basically it untill further notice.

Color: ex: this is how you would talk

Bio: Your background such as where you come from.

Appearance: How you look such as your hair, eye color, build, and skin tone.

Age: how old you are

Gear: ex: M1 Garand, Colt. 1911 Pistol 45., Thompson SMG, Frags, Smoke nades ect. ect. (there were no flash bangs in WWII by the way.)

Name: gotta have a name :-P

Rank: Your in the army, what's your rank soldier?

thats it. And yes this is a zombie RP

[Flash]

(I'll start it off)

Name: Doyle Travers

Rank: Sergeant Second Grade (SSG)

Gear: Thompson SMG, Colt. 1911 Pistol 45., 8 Frag Grenades, 4 Smoke Grenades (The paratrooper uniforms would all be the same thing and there automatically what your wearing)

Appearance: Doyles white 6'0", medium build short dark-brown hair, slight 5 O' Clock shadow, light green eyes, scar running vertaclly through his right eyebrow and half way down his right cheek.

Age: 25

Bio: Doyle grew up in Brooklyn NY and enlisted in the army when he was 20 and enlisted in the Airborne. Since then he's been trying to raise the ranks and serve his country.

Color: Red

[boromeer3]

Name: Dennis Wheeler

Rank: Private Second Class

Gear: Thomspson Sub Machine Gun, Colt .45, radio

Appearance: White, short brown hair, scrawny, glasses, clean-shaven, heavy-looking radio strapped to his back

Age: 20

Bio: Dennis was drafted before he could leave the country. He accepted his fate and began his training. Despite his weak build, he received a reputation for his technological adaptivity and determination.

Color: Dark Green

[Zergling_Seb]

(I will laugh as you attempt to run while carrying all those guns and such.)

EDIT - (Not to mention a Radio. :D)
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Name: Andrew Ruiban

Rank: Private

Gear: BAR, Ammunition, Knife, Heavy-Duty Binoculars, 1x Grenade, Various Knick Knacks, .45 Pistol.

Color: Grey

Appearance: Medium Build, White, a bit grizzled, Standing at 6'2, has a large scar across his neck from an undisclosed attack.

Age: 49

Bio: A usually quiet and reserved soldier. Ruiban is an aged soldier and is experienced in several field operations. He entered the army by choice, though his reasonings have never been given. Most who know him play him off as an eccentric, and a generally harmless one. Though he is prone to violence and like all men does have his breaking points.

Drafted into the paratrooper brigade he has shown exceptional results in all fields, while some fields are lacking heavily. Ruiban is not particularly fond of most other soldiers and is often the first to snap to sarcastic remarks and slander if provoked.

[Psy]

Name: Pat Smith

Rank: Private

Gear: M97, M1911, 4 fragmentation grenades, 2 smoke grenades

Appearance: White, 5'11", medium build, buzzcut

Age: 23

Bio: Pat was forced into the military when the war started. He didn't want to join since he knew about the last war, but he had no say in it. Even though he didn't like it, he outperformed the other recruits in training and was taken into a special paratrooper unit.

Color: Cyan

[Flash]

(Seb, paratroopers were trained for endurance and that goes double for this squad. Tey would have to carry all this stuff. I'll laugh when you run out of ammo and don't have a pistol to fall back on. Besides, that knife would take to long to draw in CQC. All we needa do is bash our enemy in the face with our rifle's, and maby go hand to hand.)

[Teh Infernal Zombine]

Name: Nathan Zachary

Rank: Corporal

Gear: Mauser98K with a scope, a colt 45 and a thingy to cut through barbed wire and fences. Some camouflage.

Appearence: White, 6?0", average build, short blond hair, 5?o clock shadow (or whatever it?s called)

Age: 21

Bio: Nathan had been his fathers favourite son in a family of 6 people. Him and his 3 brothers had helped their dad back at the farm they lived in before they were all drafted into the army. In school Nathan didn?t say much, but he had been an ace when it came to mathematics, so it was no wonder that he became a sniper once he joined the military. His brothers joined the same squad, in the same platoon, in the same company while Nathan joined the paratroopers. His skill with the sniper rifle (especially the german 98K) was umatched in the company he had joined, so he was taken in to train with the rest of a special selection of men.

[Zergling_Seb]

(Seb, paratroopers were trained for endurance and that goes double for this squad. Tey would have to carry all this stuff. I'll laugh when you run out of ammo and don't have a pistol to fall back on. Besides, that knife would take to long to draw in CQC. All we needa do is bash our enemy in the face with our rifle's, and maby go hand to hand.)

(Way to turn the joke sour Flash. :dry:

I was hinting more to the scrawny character carrying a heavy looking radio. You shouldn't take offense Flash, as none was intended.

Nah, I figure I'd have a good second or two to pull it out of the ol' belt buckle. But yeah, in most cases I will be using the rifle butt. The Knife is part of his personal story, which may or may not be introduced.

But seeing as we can carry *double* for this squad. I may add a few things.)

And on a final note:

Do divulge all aspects of our training, some may find it useful to know we've been trained to have twice the endurance, as I can see it being USEFUL in that kind of situation.

[Flash]

(Yeah, I'll be amazed if that radio dosn't dust on the initial drop, or send Dennis down like a lead baloon.)

Doyle

It was mid-night, we were told to report to the breifing tent. I sat in the middle row, center seat. To my left was Nathan, to my right was Andrew. The rest of my men were scattered about the tent. Quit, Airborne......eyes front. our captain said. We faced a white screen. A slide-show of our new objective was playing on it. We were ordered to infultrate a Nazi laboratory, and gain intell on a new weapon that was in development. The only entrence was a hatch that was guarded 24/7 by four soldiers that worked on shifts. Two soldiers at a time would be watching the hatch. You move out in two hours.....prep you equipment then meet on the airfeild. We left the tent, and went back to the barracks.

(Zombine, you didn't pick a color.)

[Elitewolf]

Ah, its been ages since Ive last seen an original RP. Can I still join? If so:

Name: Sarif Abdoelah

rank: private first class

Gear: Combat shotgun+bayonet, Luger, ammo to fill both guns 3 times, 3 satchel charges, 3 smoke grenades, a wire-cutter.

Apearance: Indiase (like from India) 5'6 foot, black hair, sturdily built.

Age: 26

Bio: An illegal immigrant from Suriname, he went to America for a better life on his 16th. Didnt work out that well. Was pressed in military service after five years of poverty, and got selected for the engineers. He got a shotgun and explosives and the instruction to "Pull the pin, and throw. Then point your gun at the enemy and pull the trigger." End of training. Managed to survive quite well, despite some racists running around. Firmly believes he is under the protection of Allah, since he is one of the few muslims on the european battlefield.

[Zergling_Seb]

Andrew

I walked down the open field to the barracks. A few soldiers were shipping out for a field offensive elsewhere. I gave one a quick look before he turned and noticed me, I turned my view back to the barracks and entered it. "One hell of a Gash Ruiban." The soldier said, he had followed me in. I shrugged, "It's alright." "Does it hurt?" I picked up my equipment and turned to leave, "Everyday." I left for the airfield.

[Flash]

(Welcome in, also wtf is your color? Why does everyone forget that part?)

Doyle

I returned to my room and cleaned my Thompson, and 1911. I made sure that they wouldn't jam up on me. It wouldn't be a pritty picture if they did in the middle of a fight. I walked over to my mirror, and stared myself down. Just get them all home in one piece....... I said thinking back on a failed mission. It was three years ago.......my entire squad was wipped out......the objective was compleat, and in the eyes of the higher ups it was a success....but to me.....well I couldn't forgive myself for losing those me. I punched the mirror, cracking it but causing my hand to bleed slightly. I bandaged my hand, and grabbed my gear. I left my room and walked down the hall toward my mens room.

(UPDATE - picture the standerd olive drab uniform that paratroopers would wear but in all black. I figure since were a Spec - Ops. unit we sould wear black.)

[Elitewolf]

(Ill take grey. And I think Zombine is using purple.)

Sarif

We always get easy missions.

Sarif walks back to his tent, and makes sure all his equipment is in top shape. He also goes to the ammo tent to get his explosives. When that's all done he practices his skills with his Luger.

[Flash]

Doyle

Your men are already at the airfield, Sarge a soldier said passing me. I made a U-turn, and walked out the door. I headed for that airfield, and noticed Ruiban walking ahaid of me. We reached the airfield, and I sat on a nearby ammo crate. One hour left......

[Psy]

Pat

I was waiting at the airfield for a while before some more of the squad showed up. Doyle and Ruiban were the first. I was spinning my 1911 around on my finger out of boredom when Doyle said, "Careful with that, private". I looked at him and stopped spinning it and quickly checked to see if I had a clip in. Luckily I didn't, otherwise I might not have been standing right now.

I sighed and holstered the pistol and began inspecting my M97.

[Zergling_Seb]

(Ill take grey. And I think Zombine is using purple.)


I'm Grey. (I was just using a random color for another soldier who is anonymous. If zombine was purple, then apologies to him. I did not mean to use his color for a random.)

Ruiban

I tilted my hat as a way of saying hello to Pat(terson?) Sitting down beside him. I looked up at the (I assume it's night, if not change 'stars' to 'clouds') Stars. It was unusually quiet tonight. I snuck out a smoke and I quickly lit it, breathing it in and then letting out a puff.

"Just another night... Eh Sarge?"

[Teh Infernal Zombine]

Wow.. You know me well enough to know what color I would choose :D

No sweat Seb, I?ll just say it was my guy who said it anyway.
I?ll post a chapter tomorrow.. Too tired now Z_Z

[Elitewolf]

(Zombine, I discovered your purple addiction. Anyway, Ill take blue then)

[Flash]

Doyle

That's one way to look at it.... Something about this mission dosn't feel right. I said staring up at the moon.

[Elitewolf]

Sarif

Sarif is walking back to his tent, all packed and ready when he spots some squadmates. they stare at the sky.

"'Unbelievable that were gonna be flying over there soon. The best moments: Flying below the clouds, and look at all those lights below."

[Flash]

(I was looking at the moon.) (start this song when the red light goes on in the plane http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OL1A0XjZN6I&feature=related )

Doyle

The group was all here now. The plaine came taxieing up. We borded it, and took off. We flew up, through the clouds to conceal our plaine. Hours passed as we approached our target. The sun began to rise. Red light! Everyone stand up. I walked over to the door and opened it. The light turned green. The sun was rising. Go, go, go! My men jumped out, one by one. I stared at the rising sun, then followed my men down. The air whipped past us, it was brisk and woke me up out of a slight daze that I had fallen into. The time came to pull out chuits. Everyones opened without a problem, except mine. The chuit didn't unfold! I was falling fast! I cut my chuit, and pulled the cord on my spare chuit. We landed in a thick feild, filled with tall grass. I signiled for my men to get down, and move in on my position. We were a couple clicks from the target. We checked our weapons, and I pointed to where we were going. Move....

[Zergling_Seb]

Ruiban

(My point of view from the jump.)

I sat in the inside of the plane. I slipped the required motion sickness pill and sucked on it until it dissolved down my throat. I coughed slightly as we raised in altitude, my ears beginning to pop. I clicked my jaw and the feeling was gone. The pilot turned to us and gave us the signal, our eyes met and he gave me a look that could be described as pity, or fear. I quickly stood up, hooking onto the rope in the plane. We stepped forward. As I reached the exit I looked down...

and then I fell...

Sailing through the air I could see the outline of the countryside, the cool air rushing past me was refreshing. I could feel it woosh by every muscle. I could not help but smile. The feeling was short however as the parachute opened and I softly floated to the ground. I clicked off the hook and the parachute sailed off. "????..." I saw Doyle raise his hand and hurried off to their position.

[Teh Infernal Zombine]

(And my point of view.. You?re way too fast Flash, give us the oppertunity to write stuff too before you go ahead and detonate a nuke in Berlin! Also, don?t write about how the others did during the fall, as I had something in mind for me.)

Nathan

The green light was on. I took a deep breath and jumped out of the plane. The hours and hours of training had paid off, I automatically did that I had learned as if it was built into my genes. The air was causing my head to cool off.. It was a nice refreshing feeling. I pulled the cord to the parachute and it unfolded like a dream. Unfortunately I didn?t see the tree below me.. "????!" It was a thick field of grass everywhere but where I landed...

The parachute got stuck in the tree. When it happened I could feel the pull in my shoulders and my back. It gave me an aching feeling. I pulled out my knife and cut the linen cords.. They snapped quickly and I fell to the ground with a thud.. There was nothing I could do to hide the parachute.. When the next German patrol arrived they would notice it right away unless a French farmer comes and collects the parachute.. They were of high price to the farmers since they were made of silk.
I gathered my equipment and moved over to the rest of the squad.

[Elitewolf]

(Ill stick to the tradition: Sarifs view at the jump)

Sarif

Sarif waits for his turn, and jumps. He falls a little longer than neccesary, since he likes falling. Its the best way to get calm before a mission.

Because of this he lands a bit too hard, and falls. He isnt hurt though, and runs over to the rest of his squad when he gets his chute loose.

[Psy]

Pat

I shrugged off the chute and gathered other with the others at Doyle's position. I unholstered my 1911 to check if it was loaded and ready to fire. It looked fine, so I checked my M97. There was a slight problem with it though. The pump was jamming. "????it", I cursed quietly.

I carried on trying to get it working for a while before I spoke up. "Sarge, I have a problem", he looked at me, ""What? if you need to go, we're in a field, don't worry about it", he replied chuckling. "It's not that kind of problem, sir, it's my weapon", he stopped smiling and said, "Let me take a look at it, you probably got some grass in it." I handed the shotgun to him and he quickly inspected it. "Aha, found your problem", he said while pulling some wire out of the pump.

He handed it back to me and we proceeded to our designated location.

[Zergling_Seb]

Ruiban

(Yeah, don't go too quickly Flash we want to RP too. :D)

Walking in the dark, your mind can play tricks on you. Every twig snapping could be a Nazi ready to blow your head off, or it could just be a squirrel, or just your imagination. Creeping along to our destination I continued to look behind me anxiously. I wasn't a particular fan of walking in the dark knowing enemies were all around us.

????, why did I always feel the need to smoke right when we were in possible danger? I bit my lower lip as we trudged on.

[Teh Infernal Zombine]

Nathan

We traversed the woods heading for this target of ours.. I could see that Ruiban had an expression of anxiety in his face. I walked over to him and put my hand on his shoulder. He turned around and looked me in the eyes. I simply nodded and he came with a sigh. We continued on for some time. It was getting alot brighter now.. We had to be careful!

[Elitewolf]

(3rd person is awkward in this kind of RP)

Sarif

We walked on towards our target, and I saw some of my squadmates look nervous. It is what you get when you believe in a god who does not exist. Sarif smiles to himself. He had a great guardian watching over him. Noothing could happen to him! Though you shouldnt test Fate..

He cocks his gun, and checks the bayonet while walking.

[Teh Infernal Zombine]

Nevermind this, I read wrong.. I thought Elitewolf?s character was buddhist.. >_<

[Zergling_Seb]

(I thought his character was Hindi.)

[Teh Infernal Zombine]

(Turns out he was a muslim... But whatever.. Back to the story!)

[Flash]

(Sorry, we'll say that everyones jump went well from what Doyle could see.)

Doyle

We were trudging through this field for wat seemed like an etearnity......The sun was comming up, we keeped low to the ground. Eventually we came upon the hatch to the underground laboratory. Hold up.... We came to a dead stop. The tall grass concealed us. I peeked over the grass at the entrence. No guards......something about this dosn't feel right..... Whats wrong, Sarge? I was silent for a moment trying to figure out if there was a delay in the shift changes. Nothing, theres an opening in the shift changes. There wasn't anything about this in the intell we got....odd. I waited for a moment and finally figured out how to approach this. Smith, Wheeler, you two are going to move up the the hatch, and see if the area is clear. Signal with a wave if it's clear. Zachary, get into position by that tree, and cover their approach. Ruiban, go with Zachary and cover him. Act as his spotter if possable. Zachary, and Ruiban moved up to a nearby tree that would provide a view of the surrounding area. They signaled that they were in position. Ok, on my mark move up the the hatch. Smith is on point. I stood up to get one last look on the area. Go! They moved up the the hatch, and checked the area. They gave the signal, and we all regrouped on their position. I opened the hatch, and we went down the ladder leading into the laboratory, one by one.

[Flash]

(poast people)

Doyle

We came down into a long poorly lit hallway. The lab was dead silent. We moved down the hall slowly, I was on point. Eventually we came to a door. The door was made of metal, I tryed to open it but it was locked. ????, we should maintain silence for now. But we've got to get into this door.....any ideas people? I turned to my men.

(I couldn't get indepth for this one because I only had about 3 minutes to poast it.)

[Elitewolf]

(remove the a from "paost")

Sarif

"I got three options for you, I can kick it in in a few tries. I think two dozen should be enough. The second is unloading my shotgun at it. The third and my personal favorite-" He holds up a satchel charge "BOOM!!!"

[Zergling_Seb]

Ruiban

"He said to be quiet." I gave Sarif a sarcastic look of astonishment before turning my head to the other end of the hallway. "If we don't want to make noise, we may as well trudge along the hallway and look for an alternate route. Perhaps a ventilation shaft or SOMETHING."

[Psy]

Pat

I looked down the hall and then at the sarge, "Ruiban is right, sir. Sarif's plan could alert nazi patrols around the area, we wouldn't want that, would we?", I commented. He nodded, "I know that." He rubbed his chin, "Someone should scout the area before we go down there, you know, to see if it's a dead end", Dennis piped in. "Any volunteers to do that?", Doyle said, looking around at us.

[Flash]

(OMFG Seb has 666 posts!!!)

Doyle

No one volintered, I would have to pick them myself. Alright......I guess I'll decide it then. Sarif, you're on point. Dennis you're with Sarif, incase you run into some sort of terminal that could get us some intel on what we're looking for. Ruiban you'r also with them. All of them nodded but Sarif. Why am I on point? Becaus you've got the shotgun.... Sarif sighed. Pat, Nathan, and I will secure the hatch we came down and make sure no one get's the drop on you. Understood. Good, and if you come into contact with the enemy, take them out silently if possable.....Like I said before, we don't wanna go alearting the whole d*mn base before we do our jobs. Sarif, Ruiban, and Dennis went down the hall. As for us, we set up a perimiter around the hatch, and the door we couldn't get through.

[Zergling_Seb]

Ruiban

We stalked quietly from hall to hall. I grinned devilishly for a moment, looking down at the knife hanging on my belt. The hallways took forever to walk through, especially when you were trying to be quiet. We began to hear noises, unsure if it was the enemy we paused for a moment. But the noise quickly died. "Any ideas where we are??"

[Flash]

Doyle

I watched the door, waiting for someone to walk through so we could enter after we delt with him. I dropped my guard, and leaned against the door. D*mn, what's taking them so long? Suddenly I felt the door jerk foreward, knocking me off of it. I turned and readied my SMG. A scientist stumbled through, he was covered in blood and seemed to be in a daze. Pat and Nathan turned his way and readied their guns. Hold your fire, men. I lowered my gun, steped toward the scientist, and cracked him in the face with the but of my Thompson. He dropped to the ground, but shook it off and stood back up. What the hell......? I noticed that there was a huge chunk missing from his throat. I kicked him away, and took a step back. He fell back, and his head was in the middle of the doorway. I grabbed the doors handel, and slammed the door on his head untill he layed still. (Like in Kill Bill Vol. 1) Was that necessary, s-sir? Well, it was that.....or I shoot him and alert the base. I opened the door. Let's hoap that the others double back, and come in with us shortly. We stepped through the door, Nathan dragged the body in with us, and hid it in a near by locker. I shut the door behind us, we were in an office from the looks of it.