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PostPosted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 7:49 pm


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We've always believe our enemies to be those abroad. 1939-45, the Axis. 1950s, The Koreans. 1960s, Vietnamese. Coldwar, the Russians. 1980s - 2000s, The Middle East, China. We've always labeled countries different from our own as the enemy. We've found excuses, we've launched propaganda, we've even gone as far as to nearly annihilate all existence just because we needed to be better then everyone else. But never, in our existence, did we expect our guns, our planes and our bombs, to be the very thing we're fighting. Our peace and safety replaced with slaughter and fear; families ripped apart; friends became enemies; we're destroying ourselves from the inside, and they didn't even need to lift a finger. When did it come to this?

They say it began during an event called "The Zero Hour". The details are fuzzy, but from what little information is available, it isn't pretty. "Hour One" was a level three anarchy. Riots in the streets, looting, killings, think the movie "The Purge", only in broad daylight and three times worse. "Hour Two", the military came in to back up the already dwindling police force. At this point, you'ed believe you were watching some kind of blockbuster zombie movie the amount of chaos was going down. But no, there was no unifying catalyst here, just death with a controller. "Hour Three", 66% of the USA has been lost to anarchy. People have begun to flee north and south, planes have been grounded or diverted, docks locked down. By order of the President, tactical military hardware has been moved to the still controlled parts of the states by any means. "Hour Four", 90% take over, the US has lost all communications with the outside world. Nowhere is safe, the President and cabinet has been moved to the USS "Obama", multiple missile sites have been wiped clean off the map to insure they could never be used again, Area 51 send one final message before loosing contact; "Secrets buried, ammo limited. Godspeed."

"Hour Five", 100% take over. All military presence is either offshore or struggling to escape. Roaming power-outages are occurring more and more. Canada and Mexico have closed off their borders, but are still running potential rescue ops along their borders. Any hope for UN/NATO assistance is far off and currently unlikely. The military suspects imminent invasion from one or many of their enemies, but the biggest fear is what should happen if this were to go down not just here, but across the world.

"A-Day -1". It has been a day since the total lockdown. The anarchy hasn't stopped. If anything, it has only gotten worse. The lucky ones are either already dead, or are barely making it as they try to escape this anarchy. So what does this mean for you? Well, this is your story. Are you going to leave and let things run themselves out? Or are you going to take a stand and try to unify these anarchists? The choice is yours, but know this:


"For every choice you make, there is an equal consequence."
PostPosted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 7:51 pm


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[b]Nickname:[/b] (If applicable)
[b]Age:[/b] (Human age, obviously)
[b]Height:[/b]
[b]Weight:[/b]

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[b]Weapon:[/b] (Note, I would like to have a slight explination as to how you came by this weapon in your bio. I will not accept a normal civilian just suddenly owning something like a .50 just cause.)
[b]Weapon strengths:[/b] (You only need to put three a most)
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PostPosted: Mon Jul 07, 2014 8:26 pm


They who were deemed to survive:


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Name: Dwight Alphonse Methesda
Nickname: Damathese
Age: 34 years old
Height: 6'6''
Weight: 130lbs

Personality
Demeanor:
Personal Quote: (Anything inspiring you'd like to share with us?)

Weapon(s)
Weapon: S&W Model 500
Weapon strengths: ~ Incredible stopping power, ~ Fear-factor +1, ~ Easier to conceal
Weapon drawbacks: ~ Incredible recoil, ~ Ammo is sparse, ~ Incredibly noisy
Other Specialties: As a PMC employee and ex-UN investigator who was trained to get people out of incredibly dangerous, his skillset is mainly based around keeping calm while under pressure, navigation and survival, and if need be, fighting to survive. He is also trained to pick up on small details that others would miss. But being a person like him, he tends to lack the skills that come with being a family man, such as compassion and such. Not that he doesn't have them, just that their slightly... Rusty.

History
Bio: Dwight A. Methesda, or UN tag Damathese, is an Ex UN investigator turned PMC training instructor. Where he operated is still classified, but he has had a good run to say the least. His family background is nothing to brag about, save for his uncle coming from the Italian mob back in the days of post-WWII. He got his interest to work for the UN from his father, a US Soldier in the 160th SOAR. The military seemed like a great career, but the US army itself wasn't what he was looking for. He wanted to actually travel and see the changes that he was creating, not sit around all day clean up other people's sh!t. So, being young and thinking himself invincible, he joined up. And through a series of perspective changing events, he shaped himself into the man he was today. Not an easily approachable man, but a reliable one none the less.

After his time with the UN, Alphonse had been approached by a couple PMCs who were seeking out people of his caliber to help train their new recruits. Having not yet adjusted himself to the quiet life, he took up some of the offered contracts, and spent the next few years teaching and being taught. The guys who would come off deployment always had fresh new ideas and tested tactics, while being of the old breed he himself had his own reliable ones. Putting them together took time, but eventually from the sweat and blood came some truly hardened men and women who now fielded some of the best tactics and hardware. But even that wouldn't be enough on the day everything came down...

During the initial hour, Alphonse had (luckily) been at home, and had the time to ready an emergency "Go" bag that was filled with supplies. He knew that once he left his home, there was no turning back. He now had one final mission; Find survivors who want to live, and leave this god forsaken place.
Homeland: Huntington, California.
Other Facts: Alphonse's gun was actually bought with the intention of hunting big-game after his retirement. Sadly, it has to be used in the very lifestyle he was trying to avoid.
PostPosted: Tue Jul 08, 2014 9:08 am


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