Get in, Get the Scoop, Get out alive.

[scarypuppy]

War correspondance has always been a dangerous career. Placing yourself in the harshest, deadliest places on Earth, and trying to be honest and morally right while still trying to keep the viewer's attention. sometimes, Ratings beat Morality.

You are one of these crews, reporting from destinations torn apart by numerous factors.

Be the first on the scene, using any means necessary, deal under tables, Figuratively stab some people in the back, get the scoop, get out.

Choose your Company.
CNN (Central News Network)
NBC (National broadcasting Company)
BBC(British Broadcasting Company)
ABC(American Broadcasting Company)
CBC (Central Broadcasting Company)
GTV (Global Television)
FOX ( ?)
INN (Israeli News Network)
PNN(People's News Network)
RNB  (Russian News Broadcasting)

Gather your crew:
Cameraman, Soundman, Producer, Correspondant. Or Just A Cameraman and Correspondant.

and wait for your assignment.

Alright, this is going to be a doozy, so Im going to create a companion board for you to drop off your descriptions, but when you do, come back and put your first Post, as in what your doing while waiting, give some insights into your character's personality and personal life.

Name:
Age:
Salary:
Position:
Status:
Company:

have fun, any questions, drop them off in the companion thread.

[Arke]

The room was fairly spartan, much the way Vlad enjoyed it. He argued on the phone over their charter plane reservations while Alex sprawled on the rooms one couch. Dave was meanwhile busying himself with cleaning and checking his camera. "No, I do not want a later flight! I paid for today at six, I expect to take off today at six!... Yes, I understand you have other customers, but... Alright, what if I throw in another two thousand?... Two and a half... A pleasure doing business with you, as always in the loosest sense of the words." He set the phone down, cursing aloud. "What was it this time, father?" Alex sat up, his silver furred ears perking. "The usual bartering. But I doubt anyone else would be enthusiastic enough to pay that fool price." He turned to David. "And you have packed all of the equipment?" The wolf simply nods, his mind still focused on his work. "Well, I think I shall double check regardless."

[Dr. Strange]

Syracuse grumbled under her breath while her mate fixed her make up for her. "Alex, why can't me move up? Can't they see I'm the best they've got?" She asked, frowning.
He shrugged, wiping a tear from her eye. "Now now, no crying. You'll mess up the make up I worked so hard to fix." He smiled, pushing her hair behind her ear gently. "You'll be fine honey, promise. We'll get a better place after this scoop and move somewhere more appreciative, ok?"
Tomas adjusted his camera bag and smacked the fox upside his head. "Behave." He growled.
The fox growled, rubbing his head. "What was that for?"

[scarypuppy]

For Dave:

"DAVID!" A large burly human barged in through the door, waving order papers in the air, "Somalia, you NOW!" the Papers were about a new surge in the local clan warfare, leading to an even more destructive and deadly famine and Civil war, making the US consider intervening, despite public outcry to stay out of it. A UN Peacekeeping force has agreed to allow any willing news agency to accompany them during patrols.

For Broken:
 A signal came through, all it read was, "SOMALIA." A Warlord was willing to give the first Western news agency into Somalia an exclusive interview.

[Dr. Strange]

"Stop being stupid and grab the equipment. We've got a plane to catch."
He grumbled, flicking his tail in irritation. "You know, I don't have to come with you guys this time."
She read the signal and groaned. "We're going to samolia."

[scarypuppy]

For David: Still Waiting

For Broken:
The private airport was a buzz of activity, other news agencies trying to charter a plane out of the country and to neighboring Etheopia, then to be "Escorted" across the border by US Friendly Militias to another smaller airport to then be flown to the Now Neutral Aden Adde International Airport near Mogadishu. Broken's crew was the only ones to have secured an actual flight, to Ethiopia, they still had no plans for what to do once there.

[Dr. Strange]

"Silk, you know how to get to Ethiopia, right?" She asked the pilot, giving him a hello hug.
The panther smiled, hugging her tightly. "Of course love. I wouldn't forget. Is your nameless helper tagging along this time?"
"Yea, we can't get rid of him." She replied, winking.
"Are you two done with the hugging and mushy stuff now?" He asked, chuckling.

[scarypuppy]

David: Still Within Russia

Broken: Continue with story, expand a bit while we wait

[Dr. Strange]

Nameless grumbled under his breath about the annoyance this groups caused him and hauled the heavy bags of camera stuff into the jet. His long, sleek grey fur rustled in the wind.
Alex helped him load the last bag and patted him on the shoulder. "A couple more trips and you'll be free of us." He whispered, winking secretively.
His expression went from indifferent to sour. "Who says I don't like you?"
He chuckled. "You mope when we ask you to do things and you groan when we make you carry anything, that's who." He smirked, smacking him playfully upside the head.
He grumbled, rubbing a paw along the back of his head where a small lump was forming.
Syracuse moved back so Silk could look her up and down. "What do you think of the new look?" She questioned, smiling.
"I like it. Very you, my dear. Where's Alexander?"
"Picking on the newb." He glanced around, a little agitated. "Let's get going already. I'm hungry."
She burst out laughing, bending over. "You always think with your stomach, don't you Tomas?" She teased, lifting his chin with a claw.

[Arke]

Vlad pats the human on the back, taking the papers and grabbing his bags. "The flight has already been booked, my friend. Relax, and have a drink on me." He hands the human a pawful of rubles. "We are on top of things, so there is no need to be so uptight." Alex and Dave grab their respective bags and head for the elevator, Vlad staying to make a little smalltalk before heading to the elevator.

[scarypuppy]

The Ethiopian Airport was busy with UN and US aircraft, personnel and Vehicles, Soldiers and APC's driving across the runways and C-130s landing and taking off. Broken's crew was told to wait at the New Empire Hotel, a 5 star hotel where their contact had told them to stay, his only word of caution being, "Keep your money in your boot."

The private jet the Russian crew had boarded was making great time, they had already gained UN clearance to land directly at the Aden Adde International Airport, given that they could not leave the grounds without at least some form of contact with the Peace Keeping forces deployed.

[Arke]

Vlad takes a deep breath of the air as they wander through the airport. "You can almost smell the political unrest, eh?" He had to give the UN Peace keepers some credit. He had been through less thorough searches when the threat of nuclear death raining from the skies had been openly threatened. Of course no one had managed to find the Kalashnikov sub machineguns, not an entirely accurate designation but close enough, he had concealed within their gear. A defensive measure of course, one he had picked up in his last career, but he was not to be caught without some type of weapon, least of all not in a warzone. The wolf seemed nervous, but Vladimirs son carried a youthful smile he recognized well enough. He had seen it often enough before, occasionally in the mirror.

[Dr. Strange]

After her giggle fit subsided and they landed. She collapsed on the bed in the hotel, hoping to get a few hours of sleep before their contact wouldn't arrive for a while. Her eyes closed easily and she sighed into sleep.
He stood at the door, watching people and furs go by. His ears twitched at every noise and his tail flicked in rhythm with his thoughts. He'd lived in the streets of Atlanta for a reason.
Tomas sat on the second bed, picking at his fur boredly. His sea green eyes glowed brightly in the little bit of light from the lamp beside the beds. His tail remained wrapped around a complex circuit board as he was still thinking about what he could do next to finish the first piece of his machine.
Alex lay next to Syracuse, watching her sleep. She slept so peacefully.

[scarypuppy]

For Broken:

At about 8:30 Somali time, a tall, lean Somali man with a light Kalashnikov Rifle strapped to his back creeped into the hotel, calling for the crew in their room. Soon the Crew was herded into a small Sedan, driven by the informant and another Somali with a LA Dodgers' Cap. The somali, calling himself Captain, whispered to the crew as they went through the darkened streets, the only lights from the headlights and the camera which was recording, "You must be very quiet, at the moment the Americans are this close to sending in troops again, for now all we have to contend with is the UN, but either way, be quiet." He looked out the side window at a group of young somali militia, all were chewing Khat, "Also, make sure to look out for anyone with Yellowish-Green Teeth....theyre not so stable." the car rambled along the side street.

The Russian news Crew was awoken at 8 to follow an armored UN column as it delivered medical and food provisions to an Israeli Aid Station on the outskirts of Mogadishu. the UN driver, a Pakistani, motioned out of the bullet proof glass, speaking as if he had prepared a speach for the crew, "These streets have always been a warzone, due to colonialism and civil war, the UN and the Americans have tried numerous times to help this nation, but it's people see us as invaders, unwanted Infidels within their land, I am Muslim myself and can see their point of view, but when hundreds of thousands of men women and children die from disease starvation and warfare, when will it be enough?" He shook his head and sat forward, talking to the driver. A gunner leaned in, the camera swinging to face him, "The Colonel is a peaceloving man, the only reason he joined the UN was to help..... but lately...hes just been down, his brother was killed during the first wave of UN missions here, and he's never been the same." as they moved on, small children tossed rocks at the APC's, the Gunners and Men inside shouting out in Pakistani at them.

[Dr. Strange]

He held onto Syracuse tightly, hugging her close. "Honey, you'll be fine."
She nodded, remaining quiet as she watched out the window.
Tomas looked about, making sure the camera bags were secured in the backseat beside him. After he had, he played with the circuit board some more, thoughts racing.