no honer in war

[Jesuit Keeper]

In this rp you will be deployed into instant action as soon as we at least get three people. And If you like guns, this it the Rp for you.

2055. Another facest power has once agin challenged freedom.

Your takeing part in a massave invadeion of the very well armed beaches that were liberated by the enemy, The Unaversel liberation army or U.l.A.

You are located on one of the hundreds of dropships that are trying to push the front line.

Please fill out this simple bio.

Name; Jesuit
species:fox/wolf
Class: sharpshooter. / (or choose: heavy gunner ,demolition, assult, ect.)
Primary weapon: standard A3 assult rifle.
primary weapon attachments: extended magazine and a red dot sight.
secondary weapon: M1911 kimber.
 special abilities: unatural fire-arme skills , forgin energy manipulation and amplification.

"allright!" Jesuit yells over the dropships roaring thrusters "lets give your suits a final status check." he continued to strain. Jesuit presses a smalk buttion as vivad light blue lights light up, which purpose being was to advertise life-support systems to comrads.
" Rember, If your not sure who you are shooting at, hold on target. If a blue icon appears on your helmets Hud , this means its a friendly." said Jesuit as he secured his helmet on his head.
Jesuit pased the row of seats, getting one last look at his comrads fearfull faces. Jesuit finly approached the dropships deployment Ramp/door which was up at the time. He looks out the window down at the battle. This made him feel worse, as he suddenly turns around to speak.
"when this Ramp goes down, I want a 5 by 5 spred, no bunching to gather just to get-" Jesuit was interuped by the boom and light shakeing of the ship. " Are we good? Are we good!" He yelled acrost the seats. The pilot quickly turned around and signes that everything was fine at the moment.

Jesuit sighs and continues
" any last words, questinos?" he said as he turns around, awateing addknowlagement.

[Arke]

Name: Arke
species: Coyote
Class: Special Ops
Primary weapon: FN P90 SMG
attachments: Holographic sight
secondary weapon: USP-40 pistol, silenced
special abilities: Stealth, extraordinary bordering on unnatural

The dropships were due at any moment, so he had to work fast planting the last charges. The enemy had set dozens of anti-air cannons firing a new, expiramental flak round. Their firepower was still untested, but he had been sent behind enemy lines to take them out before they became a threat. He was tasked with eight, and seven were set to detonate. The others had been tasked to other Black-Ops agents, and so far everything seemed alright. None had been detected, and with the stripped down suits they had been given detection spelled certain death. As he entered the last weapon bunker, through an exhaust vent, he grabbed the last charge and threw it onto the cannon. It would have to be close enough. Now he ran, grabbing the detonator and getting ready to complete the first act in operation Normandy.