Blood Money

[Apollyon]

Only notions he considers are hollowed and lost thoughts
Visions that confer only sorrow that time's caught
A ghost upon a body so shoddy and scared soft
A mind so terrified it's resigned and it's shut off
But that's to be expected when a boy has been selected
In his hands is placed a weapon as a soldier then directs him
Shoot upon your father
To refuse you'll burn in horror
No pursuit of pride and honor
He just stands immersed in sweat

Family eyes connect
He holds his rifle to his chest
His heart is heavy with regret as he unloads with his offence
And "in the name of freedom" is chanted to loud applause
While planted in his brain is an image of Hell crossed
Sobbing in his spirit and fearing the holocaust
He must compose himself or risk being the next lost
Now every shadow hides a face he's shot or blown to dust
With every day he's dying and getting more out of touch
And every night he dreams he ends the death machine
And finds a way to run from his stranger and this regime
As morning leaves him choking and full of grief
He's hoping today will be the day that brings him a reprieve

If only we could find the fortune
Instead of misfortune
Would be see it's out of proportion
Or have we cut off our feet
No way to retreat
In nothing but defeat

But if we can get us lost
And try to take it off
Could we clean up this distortion
Try to make it soften
Are we all orphans now
Have we exhausted now
And I never loathed a life
But now I lead this war with me

I suspect my calm's Manchurian in nature
Just a matter of some time before she makes me waste 'em
Yet I possess no fury toward this stranger
No I just feel allured by coming danger
Change her I wouldn't
I want to ride the current of her storm
Nourish on her sword
And let my soul absorb

And he of pure mind, let him to me accord
Benevolence to ward off temptation that I have stored
Cuz lord knows the craving in me grows
With every step I took I knew the devil in me rose
Waiting on a precipice so delicately posed
A long and lovely fall no will or fire can oppose
But the beauty of her form brings violence
And I succumb to dancing with this Siren
And I can feel the weight of this unload

Perception has been altered now I see what she's bestowed
The wrath in me explodes and the sins of men are found
The power of her sound reveals malevolence abound
To he who sees no heaven amongst the clouds
The reckoning is coming, get ready for buried ground
Yet I can feel such impurity within
I must expel the fiend and let its hole cave in
And so to singe this evil now I pull the pin
But clutch it to my heart to end the journey of my twin

Potline, #800000

Wilheim Asimov is fluent in German, French, Arabic, Mandarin, Japanese and Italian. He is a business man on the global market, employed by a highly sophisticated group referred to as Protogè Inc. He is the top salesman for this group, and its prime benefactor. What he does, he does extremely well. Lithuania, Ukraine, Egypt and over thirty-six countries are supported by the weapons he sells them.

This in turn plays into his monopoly because the more weapons he sells to desperate dictators and founders of new regimes--inevitably provokes and starts wars and conflicts which in-turn produces more profits. But its not just firearms he's selling. Jets, helicopters, tanks-- the better the equipment the higher the price. Many governmental agencies are after such men as William and those whom he works for. However, the face of Protogè Inc belies its truer nature therefore it its near impossible to pin any allegations or ties to them directly.

The plot of this story revolves around William and his cohort of bodyguards from various walks of life. It will start prior to WWIII and follow through the war and follows the inner workings of the violent life of arms dealing. There will be 5 bodyguards for Wilheim, I'd like at least one female I'd like to dabble with the idea of a relationship. So that leaves four spaces.

Character Sheet

Name:
Age:
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Detailed Description: (Even if you have a picture, I'd like at least 1 paragraph (5 full sentences) describing details about him or her.
Picture: (Optional)
Weapons:
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Rules, #800000

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1. I just know if I don't throw this out there everyone and their mother are gonna go Rambo. So, I'll allow multiple characters to be Special Forces (GSG9, SAS, Delta Force/Navy Seals/ Rangers/ Green Berets, Spetznaz) but let me make it clear that you are human. You don't just walk away in a calm cool way after being shot in the leg. Trust me, that shit hurts.​
2. No God-modding- In essence when someone's character has the ability to do practically anything without limits or boundaries.​
3. No Metagaming is any strategy, action or method used in a game which transcends a prescribed ruleset, uses external factors to affect the game, or goes beyond the supposed limits or environment set by the game.​
4. No unlimited ammo. This is a no brainer.​
5. As far as weapons go, if it shoots you can fire it. But you must take into consideration shock/recoil vs accuracy. Not everyone is a trained sniper and can ping headshots over a hundred yards away. Add to that, the bigger the round the more 'kick' it will have. Firing a 9mm is virtually nothing in trained hands, but even a trained soldier will have trouble firing a 30mm auto cannon on full auto.
   
   In absolutely no way will you ever be firing a minigun by hand. You want that kind of firepower (Actually its a bit LESS than that) look towards SAW Squad Automatic Weapon. H&K G36 (Gewehr36) or the L86 LSW and other examples.If you need help in this department--I'd be more than happy to oblige.​
6. You can only choose 1 Perk. Once its chosen it is no longer available to anyone.​

Perks, #800000

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1. Bandolier- Gives player extra starting ammo for your primary and secondary weapons.
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2. Bomb Squad- Enemy explosives (e.g Mines) are easier for you to detect. You can also defuse bombs and satchel charges.​
3. Iron Lungs- You can hold your breath for much longer than normal.
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4. Extreme Conditioning- You can run for longer, and your equipment (If reasonable) doesn't weigh you down as much.
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5. Double Tap- Increases your rate of fire but decreases your accuracy.(Selective)
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6. Shades- Decreases the effectiveness of Stun grenades initial blinding flash. (You are still deafened however)
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7. Steady Aim- You can effectively form the hip.
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8. Paper Walls- All your ammunition equipped, are FMJ and can punch through walls easier.
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9. Extended Mag- You can carry more bullets than normal. Up to 2x normal without it seriously affecting your movement.
   
   
10. Scavenger- Can take ammunition from enemies and use it for yourself.
    
    
11. Toughness- when shot (non-vital) you flinch less.

 

[Apollyon]

Wilheim Asimov, #96001a

Age: 32
Sex: Male
Height:6'4"
Weight: 232 lbs
Detailed Description: Wilheim's charms and looks belie his vicious, and blood drunk nature. His lean arms would be perfect for throwing a winning pass in American football, if they weren't used to great effect breaking the bones of his enemies. His hair is platinum blonde, and is often mistaken for silver because its so light, but its piercing blue eyes that can really captivate you, or insane you in the terror of his madness. He's a tall man, at 6'4" tall and no slouch at the gym either as he is built. He's definitely not your run off the mill arms dealer.

They say every coin has two sides. What better analogy is there when one talks about Wilheim. On the surface he looks calm and ready. Its what lurks beneath that facade that make his enemies truly fear him.
Picture:

Wilheim

Weapons: Wilheim has extremely fast hands and is ambidextrous. He uses this in a fight or when he's torturing someone for in formation the frightening effect.​

M&P .45
Caliber: .45ACP
Capacity: 10 Rounds​

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Miguel Nieto Aventorero Survival Combat Knife
Weight: 1.50 lbs
Length: 12.5 "
Blade Length: 7.75 "​

Perk:Fast Hands- Can swap weapons more quickly, and use knives and tactical equipment.

Personality:

History:​

 

[Falcon]

character sheet - WIP

Name: Danya Rampart

Age: 29

Sex: Female

Height: 5'5"

Weight: 120lbs

Detailed Description: Danya's eyes are Hazel and there is a smattering of freckles across her nose. On the tall side of average and very much a tomboy she is most comfortable in study boots, dark wash jeans, tank tops, her leather jacket, and shades. She keeps her dark auburn hair long, but it is usually tied back in a pony tail of some sort, or curled away from her face when down. By virtue of her position Danya has no time for dressy or feminine things, thus people are always surprised in situations where she is required to wear her "little black dress".

Weapons: Martial arts, specifically kokikai aikido. Doesn't like guns, but knows how to shoot if needed (she finds it ironic she's guarding an arms dealer)

Perk: Extreme Conditioning- You can run for longer, and your equipment (If reasonable) doesn't weigh you down as much.

Personality:
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