CoD: It Goes On -Knight of Day-SpetsnazGuy-

[Presidian]

Here's our Characters:

SpetsnazGuy's

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Name: Alain Campbell

Gender: Male

Faction: Task Force 141

Callsign: Cypher

Appearance: Alain has short black hair. He has a rare disease called ''Heterochromia Iridium, which means that he has two eye-colors. The left one is blue, the right one is emerald green. He wears the standard 141 outfit, but without the balaclava.

Personality: Alain is a thinker. He thinks before he says something, he thinks before he shoots someone... He cares for his squadmates, and is quick to befriend someone, be it an enemy or a friendly. He will never shoot someone who can't fight back.

History: Alain didn't have an happy childhood. His mother was killed during a hold-up and his father commited suicide shortly after, leaving Alain behind. He joined the Canadian Army at the age of 19. General Shepherd, who was looking for more operatives who were able to oin the 141, asked Alain's superior to have him run ''The Pit''. Achieving a time of 27.4 seconds, he was able to join the 141. He was involved in securing an oilrig and liberating Cpt. Price from the Gulag. Suffering from a gun wound in his arm, he wasn't able to join the search for Makarov. He was one of the few 141 operatives to survive the search for Makarov.

Weaponry & Equipment: He uses a Tar-21 with MARS sight as his primary weapon. He also carries a G18 with Red Dot Sight. When he has to go waterborne, he uses a MP5K with Red Dot and Silencer. He also carries several C4 charges and 2 Claymore mines, as well as 4 Flashbang grenades and 2 frag grenades.

Specialisation: Fire Team Leader

Other: As mentioned earlier, he refuses to shoot an unarmed enemy.

Mine

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Name: Alisha King

Gender: Female

Faction: Marines

Callsign/Nickname: Al'

Appearance: Alisha has long, curly hair going down to her shoulders. She has slender, silver armor with a bullet-proof vest (duh), metal plates all around her body, and a few medical packages full of materials that she uses to rescue fallen troops, thus her Specialization and Equipment.

Personality: Alisha is very kind and quiet, unlike most of the people at war. She tries to help as many people as she can after or during a battle by bandaging them near the infirmary, and then bringing them there.

History: As a child, both of Alisha's parents were fluent alcoholics. She didn't see them for days, weeks, and sometimes months at times. She only wishes that she could have known her parents more until they were sent to jail, and she was sent away...

Weaponry and Equipment: She carries five packages of bandages, drinking water, a few charges in case of an emergency, medical supplies, and a small sniper rifle.

Specialization: Head of Medical Recon.

Other: She becomes a bigger part of battle when she is drafted to a higher rank away from medical tents and such.

Shall I post first, or you?

 

[Aelia]

OOC: You can have the honor.

 

[Presidian]

Alisha quickly bandaged the injured soldier under the cover of a large, white tent. The dangerous winds made the tent's roof and sides billow with it. The Spikes holding the tent down would have to be hammered down soon. Alisha moved to her next patient: a twenty-six-year-old man by the name of Elliot Rod. She bandaged his shot arm and gave him pain killers to ease his pain. Another Marine came by. "How's he looking?" she asked, taking her rubble gloves off. "Fine. He'll be good in a little bit."

Alisha nodded, walking out of the tent and running out into the field. She dodged mis-aimed shots at her, and hid behind a piece of large rubble that had tumbled down from a large building. Alisha scanned the area for any soldiers hurt from their field. She couldn't call out to see who was injured, because the opposing army would find her, and kill her. Alisha still looked around, trying her best.

 

[Aelia]

Meanwhile, somewhere in Rio De Janeiro, a TF141 team was ordered to retrieve precious intel from a favela. This team included Alain ''Cypher'' Campbell. ''Where exactly is this intel of yours?'' Cypher asked Rocket, another TF141 operative. ''I dunno... Should be somewhere in the upper levels of the favela, where most of the militia is. Chemo, any news from the front?'' Rocket asked. ''Most of the power is still down... Just got a call. We have to push through to LZ Charlie. They're extracting us from the favela. They want us to support the US forces back home.''
-Some time later-
((Home... Home... It's not even my home.)) Cypher thought, sitting in the back of the Pave Low which extracted them from the favela.
OOC: Cypher's returning to the US right now.

 

[Presidian]

OOC: Gotcha. What should Alisha do meanwhile?

 

[Aelia]

OOC: Try to explain where she is, in-character.
BIC: ''We're near the sub, get ready to leave the helicopter!'' The pilot said. Cypher strapped his weapon to his belly and waited for the hatch to open.

 

[Presidian]

OOC: Okay.

Alisha, behind a piece of rubble that was originally part of the Empire State Building, still scanned for injured or near dead soldiers. She ran out into the field quickly. "Over here..." one soldier groaned, waving his only mobile arm. Alisha ran over to him, and dragged him behind the large piece of rubble. She bandaged a shot wound in his right arm, and gave him pain medicine to help. "They'll be with you very shortly," she said, as she finally got up. "...Hey, um...Al'...Thanks," the soldiers said weakly, smiling to her. She nodded, smiling back. She ran out into the field again, searching for anyone else she could help.

 

[Aelia]

''Alright. We're deploying to New York. When we enter the waters around New York, you guys are to leave the sub, get back on the land, and fight your way through. You guys will meet up with a Ranger team when you're back on the land. Everything clear? Good.'' One of the instructors said. The TF141 team prepared to leave the sub. ''Alright, SDV1 is ready to leave.'' Cypher said over the radio. The SDV was released and the Task Force was on its way to New York.

 

[Presidian]

Alisha ran towards the tent dragging a man behind her, shot several times in the leg. She lifted him up to a stretcher, and bandaged his leg. Afterwards, she let the Nurse's help him recover, while she scavenged for more injured troops. What terrified Alisha was the fact that...she found more bodies, than she did living soldiers...She still didn't like war, as it was: and never had.

Her face was smudged with the dirts of war, and her arm was scraped from digging a man out of rubble with her bare hands. It was things like this that discouraged Alisha from joining the Marines...and joining in on this war.

 

[Aelia]

The TF141 team rallied with the Ranger team ''Alright. Our target is that building over there.'' A Ranger said, pointing at a pretty high building. ''There's an enemy crow's nest on the fifth floor. Ready? Move!'' The Ranger said. Cypher shot a few Russian soldiers who were laying down suppresive fire. Suddenly, he noticed a Ranger who was hit in the shoulder. ''Dammit! You there! Where is the medic?'' Cypher asked a Ranger. ''We don't have one, sir.'' The Ranger replied. ''What? Are you saying that you don't have a medic?!'' Cypher said angrily. He stared at the crow's nest on the fifth floor. ''Ozone! Lay down some suppresive fire at the crow's nest! I'm going to look for a medic!'' Cypher said before running off.

 

[Presidian]

Alisha saw Cypher running in from afar. She pulled out one of her charges. "Don't you dare..." she said quietly under her breath, running towards him. "What do you want?" she asked, pulling out her sniper rifle. She pointed it at his chest, and wouldn't budge. Alisha stayed quiet, waiting for Cypher to say something that she could reply to.

 

[Aelia]

''Stand down. I'm on your side.'' Cypher said, pointing at his 141 badge. ''Does your squad have a medic? Mine doesn't, wand we're in need of one. We're assaulting the crow's nest inside that building.'' Cypher said, pointing at the building.

 

[Presidian]

Alisha looked up to the building. "I'm a Medic," she replied quietly and softly, very strange for someone talking on a battlefield. "I can come with you." She put away her Sniper Rifle, and put her charge in her back pocket. After that, she quickly ran inside the tent for more medical supplies in case the injured person(s) were hurt very badly. She couldn't risk bringing them all the way back to the tent, so she brought all of the supplies for almost any warlike situation.

 

[Aelia]

''Alright. Follow me- Wait a second.'' Cypher said before turning up his radio's volume. ''This is Overlord, Avatar One-One and One-Two are performing a bombing run on the enemy crow's nest in the building near the water. All units in the sector, danger close.'' Cypher was quiet for a second, before saying: ''Dammit! That's my unit's sector! Avatar Squadron, abort!'' He said over the radio. Hearing nothing, he prompted Al' to follow him.

 

[Presidian]

Alisha nodded, following him. "What was that?" she asked quietly. She ran a little ahead, and hid behind a rock when two Russian soldiers stopped them. She threw a charge their way, and ran after Cypher. "...How many are injured?" Alisha asked again, taking out her medical supplies as they slowed down.

 

[Aelia]

''They've called in an airstrike... If they execute it, most of my squad will die... You there! Sergeant... Tracey, is it? Tell your men to pop red flares!'' Cypher yelled. ''There are about 4-5 wounded, maybe more.'' He continued.

 

[Presidian]

"Alright," Alisha said, kneeling down and pulling bandages out of her back pocket. She sat the man up that she was bandaging: his arm was bleeding badly. "How'd this happen?" Alisha asked quietly again, beginning to bandage his arm.

 

[Aelia]

The man didn't respond. Meanwhile, Cypher ordered Rocket to come with him. ''Chemo, keep up the fire, we're going in.'' Cypher said as he sprinted to the building.

 

[Presidian]

"...I'm Sorry," Alisha said after a long while. "Erm...what's your name?" She was giving his arm a cast now, and offered some pain medicine for him. Then Alisha looked to all of the other injured people in the group. She had to help this one, but couldn't take all of her time.

 

[Aelia]

''McCord...'' The man muttered.
-Meanwhile-
''Chemo, pop red smoke. There's an airstrike comign in, we need to cancel it.'' Cypher said over the radio before shooting a few Russians. ''Alright, we're almost at the crow's nest.'' He continued.