Battlefield:Fur Company

[SadDubwool]

Short story short china and russia are not happy...the increased taxes have pissed them off..so we need our army,our men and women in uniform...to deal with this...
(Okay since this has been stressed)
Rules:
-No power play
-No god mode
-No Invicibility

Classes:


Assault:Dime-a-dozen soldiers...filled with rookies and GI's


Medic:Pretty self explanitory...healing and blah blah blah...


Sniper:Precision is keen!...also is blowing the head off some poor guy


Tank:Alot of health and armor,but is extremly slow and mostly uses close range shotguns
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Relationships:

[Rayleonarde]

((Ooh, boy! I remember Bad Company 2, that was fun.))


Name: Haedon "Ray" Rayleonarde.


Class: Medic.


Weapons: An AN-91 carbine, Colt M1911, and a Kukri machete/knife.


Relationships: None.

[SadDubwool]

Name:Jacob "Rex" Chase


Class:Tank


Weapons:NS2000, TOZ-194 ,44.Magnum, Bowie Knife


Relationships:Nome

[Ben]

Name: Ben

Class: assault

Weapons: M16A4, Acog, foregrip, laser. M1911

Gender/race: male/wolf

[Ryan Naismith]

Name: Thomas "stalker" Vess

Class: sniper


Weapons :16 Inch LaRue Tactical PredatAR in 7.62x51 NATO , with a magpul PRS buttstock, a magpul AFG-2, and a Leupold Mark 6 3-18x44mm rifle scope, with magpul MBUS sights at a 45 degree angle as backup. He carries a Springfield armory in .40 mm. And a gerber mark II fighting knife, obtained just before production stopped.

Relationships: none, as of yet.

[Ben]

Holy shit Naismith you're too descriptive when you get into this stuff


Oh yeah code name "night dog"

[Ryan Naismith]

((Mneh, was fun to look up. So I did it!

[Ben]

((You should just know it off the top of your head))

[Ryan Naismith]

((Knew most of it, except the scope. A cousin of mine has a PredatAR, used it once. Was sweg.

[Ben]

((So let's RP my brethren in arms))

[Ryan Naismith]

((Da tovarisch! You could be my spotter!))

Vess sighed, and sat at the Tavares FOB, bored. As usual. Right now, he was cleaning his rifle, each part laid out on a cloth. He took a cleaning rod, put a little bit of cloth through the end of it, and pushing and pulling it through the barrel of his rifle, de-fouling the barrel.

[Rayleonarde]

Ray sat in a medical humvee, and sorted through his kit. Afterwards, he checked his sidearm, an old, tarnished M1911. Ray pulled the slide, ejecting a round. He caught it, and smiled. Though a normal routine, Ray was wasting time, waiting for deployment orders.


((What country are we in?))

[Ben]

I hum to myself as I slam a mag into my rife, I look down the scope adjusting it slightly clicking the laser on my rifle on sill looking down the sight I switch it off and screw a foregrip into place "let's go kill some commie bastards"

[Farewell]

Name: Zaida   code name: NightHowl

Class: sniper

Weapon: MK 12 SPR, close combat with paws or survival knife, beretta 92FS with silencer...

Gender/race: female, blue sergal

Relationship:none

(Sorry I joined late.. My phone died)

[Ben]

(That's okay, we have a lot of snipers)