Forum:JOT1

I think the way this one works may be a little strange to you... judging by the ones I've looked at other than this one. But it's not one where each person adds a story now and then. It's where each person takes turns posting along the same storyline, controlling only their own characters. This is how I'm used to roleplaying. If you have any questions on this, ask on the discussion page.

Anyway, JOT1 stands for Joint Operations Team 1. It's an elite unit fighting during World War III. It's made up of one team of SAS troopers, and one team of US Navy SEALs. Each team consists of four members, making JOT1 amount up to a total of 8 members. They fall directly under command of JOC, or Joint Operations Command. At the time that this begins, they are about to be sent into Soviet Russia (Yep, Soviets are back and took over Russia again). I think everyone should be able to post a short story to begin with to introduce their characters.

Please introduce your characters in the discussion page so I can add them to the list. These are my characters.

Name: Nick Thomas

Age: 43

Rank: Major General

Appearance: Short, but stocky. Black hair and green eyes.

Unit: JOC

Name: Jonathon T. Helve

Age: 27

Rank: Sergeant

Appearance: Average height, light brown hair and gray eyes.

Unit: JOT1: SAS

I'll have ot say that, to start with, you can only have one character in the team, since there are only a limited number of spots available. But you can have one officer in JOC too.

Rules
Please don't control other people's characters or anything like that.

Also, as I don't believe in it... please no particularly nasty swearing or anything... Like, for starters, don't say the 'f' or 's' words please and thank you : )

And now.

Sergeant Jonathon Helve introduction
"Target on the move, engage, engage, engage." Shouted Lieutenant Edward S. Carson, moments before he was cut down by machine-gun fire. Jonathon took a deep breath to calm himself. ''I'm on my own now. ''

He glanced down his scope, watching the target run across the airport tarmac. The shot was clear, but difficult. The High Value Target (HVT) had been pinpointed mere days before, but the British SAS command was quick to put a team in. Now the target was about to make it to the helicopter.

He held his breath, holding the rifle as steady as he could. He placed the crosshairs on the target, the moved them up a little to compensate for distance. He then estimated how fast the target was running versus how fast the bullet would move versus the wind. He adjusted, then squeezed the trigger. All this happened in a matter of three seconds.

It was a perfect, clean shot. Or rather, it would have been, had the target not stumbled at the last moment, so the bullet went right over his head. Crap.

As the HVT got in the chopper, Jonathon was fighting to get to an anti-tank or anti-air weapon of some sort. He fired his 1911 .45 three times, dropping a Russian. He fought his way to an armory as the chopper blades reached just about enough to lift off. Jonathon fired off a magazine, clearing the room. He quickly brushed a pile of AK-47s off of a stack of crates. He flipped open the first one, filled up with a neat row of M4A1s, freshly stolen from US troops. He flicked open the next one, a Stinger. Score!

He ran out just as the helicopter lifted off. He aimed the Stinger, and let the targeting laser do the rest. When he heard the lock-on tone, he fired. The helicopter went down in a fireball, smashing into the ground.

He flung the Stinger to one side and then called in the exfil chopper. While he was waiting, he cleared out the buildings around him, using an AK-47 he picked up. When the helicopter arrived, he climbed in the back and was met by Major General Thomas, who informed him he was going to be a part of JOT1.