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| 20 Nov 2011 10:40 AM |
"A soldier will fight long and hard for a bit of colored ribbon." -Napoleon Bonaparte Late 2011 - The Iranian National Socialist party is founded and the party loses two elections in a row. Not surprised the party gets ready for another election, but the party becomes a joke to others. And the Nationals become a revolutionary army to gain support and it works. Iran is plunged into civil war that last for two years and the National Socialists winning and setting up a firm military dictatorship for Iran. In 2013 Iraq invades Iran to try and put a stop to the new government. Iran capture Baghdad, Iraq and installs a puppet state of Iran in Iraq. Mid 2013 Iran stops shipping oil to Russia and Eastern Europe. Russia and many Eastern European States want to stop the new aggressions of Iran and to put back the old government. The year 2014 is terrible for Russia and Russia's allies. NATO decided to stay out of the conflict because they were in a mission in North Africa dealing with Communist rebels. Iranian armies pushed North-West and up to Georgia which all countries from Georgia to the North-West Iranian boarder were annexed by Iran. And on the North-Eastern front the battle has been brought up to Kazakhstan. Kazakhstan decided to join Iran and fight Russia, now the Eastern European states decided to sign the official pact in Sofia, Bulgaria. There the countries decided to call the alliance the Eastern European Military Corporation Organization (the E.E.M.C). In late 2014 the war is in its middle stage where both side have gained and lost about them same amount. You could choose to side with the E.E.M.C to get oil to Eastern Europe. Or be with Iran and the newly founded puppet state of Iraq and aim to cut off all supplies of oil to East Europe. Whatever side you choose it see to the end of the war and who will win. Rules and extra notes -All Roblox and roleplaying rules apply to this -You can only use modern weapons that Eastern European countries would use (AK-47, RPGs Etc. Etc.) -If this is successful I will make more in the Oil Conflict Series -One of the main goals for the E.E.M.C is to get oil form Iran and destroy/capture offshore oil platform and inshore oil wells. Another main objective is to capture main territories of Iran and Iraq. The main objectives for Iran, Iraq and Kazakhstan is to protect oil platforms and oil wells and to gain more territory from the E.E.M.C -Members of the E.E.M.C are Russia, Bulgaria, Romania, Blearus, Ukraine, Poland, Lithuania, Estonia, Latvia and Moldova. -Don't say you're five star general like a Private or Corporal something around that area. -Put "Oil to unite oil to divide" under you character sheet so I know you read this far. Character sheet Na.me: @ge: Appearance:(Some detail please) Weapons:(remember the rule!) Military branch: Rank: Items:(six only) Nationality:(Russia, Romania, Iran, Iraq Etc. Etc.) Side:(Iran-Iraq or E.E.M.C) Bio:(Optional)
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| 20 Nov 2011 11:22 AM |
(You might also want to look out for Iran-Iraq gas attacks. And E.E.M.C Napalm stirkes just to let you people know.)
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Na.me: Mark Hyde @ge:26 Appearance: Dark brown hair that gilmmers a bit in sun light, sea green eyes the more green they get the closer you are to him, Caucasian pale skin he hasn't fought in a desret climate before so he has pale skin, Medium thin build, somewhere around 206 LBS, Light desret faitgues with pockets for ammountion, a light armored vest, Romanian desret climate military helmet with a small Romanian flag on the left side of the helmet, Desret climate boots that are a bit worn and dirty from travel to the battle field. And desret camofluage gloves to keep his hand cool. Weapons:Ak-47 with a AG-40 attacthed to it, MR-444 and a combat knife. Military branch: Infantry Rank: Master Corporal Items:3 grenade, a wide length communacation device, a advanced laptop for hacking and storinng information and advanced military binoculars. Nationality:Romania Side:E.E.M.C Bio:Joined the military three years ago to support a legacy of soldiers in his family. Helped defend Romania against terrorist along with Russia and gained a large reward. He decided to keep his service up in the military for Romania, for awhile he worked at a broader checkpoint on the Romania-Bulgarian broader. He stopped another terriorst attack on Bulgaria and was told he was welcome in Bulgaria anytime he liked. And was given a fir reward, but he send the money to this family alot of people thought he was a good soldier. Though he one fatal flaw he had a life scaring memory in a gunfight in the capital of Romania when his best friend died and he had to take a few months off service. Now almost recovered form the fight he is now going to fight for oil in the Middle East.
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FIRECAKE
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| 20 Nov 2011 11:58 AM |
Na.me: Harrington Jones
Age: Twenty-seven
Appearance: PHYSICAL Hair: Light hazel color usually tinted by the bright sun, looking more golden-rod when he is outside.
Eyes: Spearmint green.
Mouth: Small, thin lips that cover his less-than-white teeth.
Facial: Not much facial hair, as is standard in the military.
Torso: HAIRLESS! Pretty buff, too, but lightweight, as well.
Arms/Legs: Same as torso. He's super-white. --- Weapons: Compact sniper-rifle + small dagger.
Military branch: Infantry/Sniper Division
Rank: PFC
Items: Just a small saddlebag that holds some ammo and a few pieces of lint.
Nationality: IRISH!
Side: EEMC
Bio: He shoots bullets, eh? |
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FIRECAKE
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| 20 Nov 2011 12:23 PM |
| Says the noob with 27 posts. |
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| 21 Nov 2011 07:36 AM |
(I'll start okay? also FIRECAKE do you remeber a Mewzakura?)
Seeing a haze of a oil platform out in the Caspian sea on the helicopter that had freshly left the surface of the aircraft carrier. I sighed and looked towards Harrington "you think this will be a quick war?" I asked him.
(Everyone that joins this roleplay will be able to use the same character in the next one I will make.) |
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FIRECAKE
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| 21 Nov 2011 11:22 AM |
Harrington
I shrugged back. "The better we fight it, the quicker it's over. At least that's what our Drill Sergeant told us in basic training." I sighed and scoped around the platform, expecting to find something out of the ordinary, save someone's life. But there was nothing there. As usual.
(Yeah I know Mew.) |
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Oxide17
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| 21 Nov 2011 11:49 AM |
Put "Oil to unite oil to divide" under you character sheet so I know you read this far.
Character sheet
Na.me: Logan Hjertstedt
@ge: 24
Appearance: Logan would stand at an average 5'10 height. His skin would be rather pale, his body type being slim but athletic. His hair would be short, tight and blonde. His eye color would be an icy light gray. The rest of his features aren't important/pretty much average
As for his uniform, he'd be wearing a standard issue lightweight Spetnaz uniform (Russian desert camoflauge) with a black chest rig and black knee pads, along with a black special forces helmet. He'd also be wearing a Balaclava, so the only facial feature you would see are his eyes (unless he takes the balaclava off). On his right shoulder and the center of his chest rig would be a Swedish Flag.
Weapons: A tan plated Ak-47 Tactical Configuration, with a foregrip and a red-dot sight as his primary, along with a trusty Makarov pistol as his secondary
Military branch: Swedish Army, Särskilda Skyddsgruppen. Though, he's been assigned to the Russian Army, Spetsnaz Special Forces.
Rank: Vicekorpral (Private First Class/Specialist) or in the Spetsnaz, Efreitor.
Items:(six only)
Nationality: Swedish, though he's assigned to a Russian Spetsnaz unit.
Side: E.E.M.C
Bio: Logan was born into a middle-class family in Stockholm, Sweden. He had an average life, having a decent amount of friends and two great parents. Almost immediatley after School, Logan enlisted into the Swedish Armed Forces. Not long after his Basic Training, Logan was transfered to the Särskilda Skyddsgruppen, an elite counter-terror group in the Swedish Armed Forces. In the recent events of this upcoming oil conflict, Logan was transfered to a Russian Armed Forces Spetsnaz group, in need of a new member due to the fact they recently lost one of their old members in a midnight raid.
"Oil to unite oil to divide" |
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Oxide17
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| 21 Nov 2011 11:58 AM |
| (Oops, forgot to add items. Items include: Radio, Water Cantene, Two Frag grenades, one flash, and a combat knife) |
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| 21 Nov 2011 05:49 PM |
(Okay Oxide you're in you can start with us on the helicopter or on another helicopter among the few.)
"I guess so better fight well!' I said to him and got some bincoulars from a guy with a extrea one. I started scanning the oil platform I saw lots of Iranian soldiers looking around and workers what looked like P.O.W from Iraq and Russia. "They got hostages!" I exclaimed to everyone and started loading my weapon "be ready for a fight and watch out for P.O.Ws from the E.E.M.C or Iraq! They will be our reinforcements for the rest of this mission!" I knew I shouldn't have said that, but the officer gave me a thumbs up and I felt a bit better for spotting it out. |
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| 21 Nov 2011 06:00 PM |
Harrington
I nodded when he started screaming and alarmed everyone. They rushed to their battle positions as I scoped the platform and instantly found where he was talking about. About 5 or 6 men in dark black cloaks with something that looked like SMG's in each of their hands and some RPGs in a nearby box. They'd use that later. "Hey," I motioned toward the commanding officer, "We got explosives. Take a look." |
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| 21 Nov 2011 09:10 PM |
(Feedback on the roleplay also people can still join this!)
"You're right, but they haven't seen us yet so we will be fin-!" I say as a RPG missile hits another helicopter. " High speed towards the helicopter now!" I yell to the pilot and he nods. Then a missile hit our tail prop "jump into the water it's our only way out!" I yell to evey body else as I start to leap out of the heli copter. |
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FIRECAKE
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| 21 Nov 2011 09:47 PM |
Harrington
I grunt and feel a sharp jolt in the side of my ribs. Glass from the windows, perfect. "Just gimme a second!" I yell, but before I can finish everyone is gone and I'm slowly spiraling down towards the water below. The helicopter is obviously on fire, and will certainly explode before I can get out. I swallow hard, scope the rig, and fire. A sharp scream, another second goes by. My heart pounds as I scope again, seeing a cloak flat on the ground. Pull the trigger. Another cloak drops dead. Gunshots start to overcome the sound of flames and I'm flung from the side of the helicopter and into the ocean below. At first I only feel cold, then extreme pain from my ribs as I discover that the piece of glass has dislodged from my chest and blood is pouring out of me. |
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| 22 Nov 2011 01:07 AM |
Na.me: Nikolai Sokolov @ge: 29 Appearance: EEMC Desert BDU, Kevlar Vest, Balaclava, Combat Helmet, Tactical Scarf, Oakley Goggles, Stubble, Shaved Head, Green Eyes, 6'2" Weapons: MK14 MOD 0 w/ Holographic Sight and Tactical Light, FN Five Seven w/ Laser Sight Military branch: Special Forces, Airborne Rank: Sergeant Major Items: Lighter, 100 ft. Nylon Rope, GPS, Flare, Russian GRU Utility Knife, Semtex Satchel Charge Nationality: Russian Side: EEMC Bio: Nikolai was a very patriotic Russian GRU member. After a vital mission was failed under his command, he was discharged. He did 3 years of mercenary work in Afghanistan and Pakistan before being contracted by the EEMC to aide the covert forces in Iraq and Iran. (Oil to unite, oil to divide) |
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| 22 Nov 2011 07:35 AM |
I swim up gasping for air seeing if my gun still works it does suprisingly and I start heading for the platform. Then I see blood in the water I start swiming down holding my breath I see Harrington. He had glass pieces in his chest, but I thought he would survive so I started dragging him up towards the surface. When I got up I continued going to the platform with Harrington I was panting "Harrington are you there?" I scream at him as we reach the concrete bottom level of the platform and I start shooting atthe enemies. Each bullet was like a crack of thunder and when it hit a body it seemed like a bolt of lighting.
(Accepted start on this attack please.)
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| 22 Nov 2011 11:21 AM |
Harrington
I could feel someone tugging on my clothing, and then air. I gasped and could breathe for the first time in what seemed like hours, but was really seconds. I could still feel the sting, but it was fleeting. I knew that I was near death now, I couldn't feel my legs anymore and started sinking again, whoever was holding me couldn't keep up much longer. |
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Oxide17
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| 22 Nov 2011 05:59 PM |
Logan Hjerstedt
Our chopper was still in the air, ready to land at the top of the oil platform. Gunshots were heard all around the area; it was very hard to understand, or even hear what everyone was saying. The sound of the gunshots literally drowned out all other noises besides my heartbeat. I wasn't scared though. I was ready for combat. Ready to kill. Ready to fight. I'll just do what I was taught to do, and I'll be alright.
Our helicopter came to a hover over the top level of the platform, just over a vacant helipad. I was suprized we weren't hit by a rocket yet. My squad leader; Dimi Petronik stood up and quickly opened the helicopter door. He was screaming in his native Russian language, "Let's go! Let's go!". I could barely hear him. If it wasn't for his hand motions, I don't think I'd know what he'd be saying. I immediatley jumped up, chambered the bullet in my Ak-47, and emerged out of the helicopter onto the oil-platform with the rest of my 5 man squadron; Gun's blazing. |
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| 22 Nov 2011 06:03 PM |
| I left Harrington with a medical soldier and started my way up to the top of the platform. I opened fire among the emenmies watching out for P.O.Ws and starting making my way towards the oil tankers. |
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Oxide17
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| 22 Nov 2011 06:08 PM |
Logan Hjerstedt
Almost all of the Opposing Forces that were on the Helipad were shot and killed by my squad. The rest either fled or jumped off. My squad leader immediatley ran behind one of those large oil tanks and called for us to follow.
Of course; the squad and I ran to him, shooting at all opposing forces. I looked off the side of the oil platform for a moment; All I could see were either dead bodies floating in the water or wounded men struggling. Still, the sound of gunfire drained all other sounds. This was obviously a big battle.
"Alright; We're moving out! Watch your fire for any P.O.W's! We are to SAVE them! Let's move out!" My squad leader barked in Russian, as he changed his rifle magazine and ran out into the gunfire.
Without second thought, I followed after him, along with the rest of my squad. |
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| 23 Nov 2011 07:59 AM |
I started to climb up a oil tank and I reached the top ina matter of minutes. I almost silpped "whoa!" I yelled and panted "that was close" I told myself. Then I made my way along a catwalk leading to the bridge. A missile struck a huge hole from the catwalk down into the waters below. Oil started spilling out and the commanding officer of the attack ordered in a machine to suck up the oil from the water and leave out purified water. Then I started to fall into the water, but if I hitb the water I surley wouldn't live for another day. I grabbed a railing and shimmed up it towards the other half of the cat walk. Then in the brigde I saw the Iranian general
General Rakk, a man born in West India came here to rule a military. He was escaping and made it clear on a huge plane. I sighed and kept going to ruscue the P.O.Ws then I released the P.O.Ws were on the plane with Rakk.
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| 23 Nov 2011 08:02 AM |
| (May i be a pilot of an aircraft? Most likely a fighter jet) |
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| 23 Nov 2011 08:18 AM |
| (Sure go ahead be free and whatever does apply to your postion you may put N/A.) |
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