The Mossflower Front (open)
WARNING!! This document is for official eyes only.
Date: December 7, 1941
Location: Old palace of Brockhall
General, this is commander Nevets reporting from the Mossflower front. Intercepted radio communications indicate that the rats that invaded Redwall and the surrounding area back in September are mobilizing heavily. Intelligence is unable to discern any information from satilite due to the dense clouds that have accumulated over Mossflower. There's a storm coming sir, and I'm not talking about the weather. Request ground troops be sent to Brockhall immediately. While these scientists come in handy for gathering intel, they're down right useless for any kind of field work. We need a small strike team sir, some boys that can get close to the enemy lines without being detected. Commader Nevets, sir.
Commander, this is general Gettysburg. Your request has been accepted. Redwall must be retaken, and based on the number of rat forces stationed there, it is imperitive we know what they are doing. We are sending you a team of specialists to assist you. Here are their profiles…
(Anyone who wishes to join, post a profile of your specialist character. We need a demolitions expert, a sniper, a big guns... guy, some sort of assassin, a medic, and a techy. Feel free to join as some other kind of expert though. If there was any confusion, this is Mossflower in a sort of WWII situation.)
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Specialist? So brand new?
Age: approximately 30 seasons
Strengths: extremely skilled with the sniper gun as well as hand-to-hand combat, which is needed if they find him prone in sniping position.
Weaknesses: terrible in the use of most other weapons. Short-tempered.
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Strength:Very strong and big.He's able to carry multiple injured allies and big guns.Very intimidating.
Weakness:Head strong and cocky.
Name: Dusk A.K.A. Bottemless pockets
Strngths: Knows practiclly every thing about explosives. Is extremly good at spotting and disarming mines and booby traps. Is very good at placeing mines and booby traps as well.
Weaknesses: Carrys a lot of extra stuff for his explosives along with other stuff in his pockets which he has all over himself so hes not very fast.
Notice: He always has at least one eye roveing every where. His eyes never focus on one spot unless it is important.
Age: 27 seasons
Strengths: Can sow up a wound with bullets flying everywhere, while humming the "Muffin Man" song. Very deadly in close combat. Uses his amputation saw as a weapon.
Weaknesses: "Anesthetic? What's anesthetic?"
(OOC: Gregory's char.)
Age: 15 seasons
Expertise: aerial attacks and location
Species: Burrowing owl
Strengths: Keeping track of creatures, night vision, coordination, and recognizing scents.
Weaknesses: Arrows/bullets and bad weather, i.e. storms.
(OOC: Mouse's char.)
Specialty: Mine clearance
Strengths: Locating mines and defusing them. Good with a pistol. Good at Boxing
Weaknesses: He's a bad techie. Not very good with rifles. Not good with heavy weapons
Age; 29 Seasons
Strengths; Assassinating beasts (duhh!). His major strength is with his whip, it has a wicked metal tip which he uses with deadly accuracy. Also he has two scimitars strapped to his back. They come in handy when he can't use his whip. Along with his other weapons he caries a little dagger in a crystal sheath on his belt, the inside of the sheath is coated with poison (read Sable Quean) Sneaking! He wears black and gray for sneaking purposes.
Weaknesses; He can't only just use a bow,in other words it he would probably stick the arrow into the roof of the barn and not the side. He can't swim at all. He is angered easily, and when he is angered he'll give away his position if he's not careful.
OOC: This is going to be fun!
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(OOC: I wanted to be the assassin :P)
Strenghs: He's a wicked techy, can use a computer like no one else. He's good with machines also. But he's best with technical stuff. He could get you into the Presidents own bedroom without anyone knowing.
Weakness: He's not very good with weapons. Thats why he works with a team. Techy stuff is almost the only thing he's good at.
Commander Nevets glanced up from the packet of profiles at the ragtag rabble of beasts that had just been airlifted in. They all stood in the main chamber of Brockhall. A fire roared in the massive hearth and wires to various computers in other rooms trailed along the floor. He looked again at the part in the letter where he'd requested specialists. He looked at the team and had a feeling that part had been overlooked.
Shen-zo was absent mindedly sawing through the leg of an end table. Dusk was waving a lit lighter under his nose. Jargun was polishing his rifle. Dragenov was distracted by a shiny object. Arzin was flicking his whip so it curled around the rafters. Petra was staring intently at the back of Dragenov's neck. Stiffener was eyeing a fold in the rug suspiciously. And Dastan was taking apart a laptop that had been just sitting, minding its own business on the table.
He sighed and placed the packet on the table, "Okay. I'm sure we've all heard the saying looks are deceiving. Well let's all pray to our personal gods that that's true."
"What does he mean by that?" Shen-zo asked no one in particular, having finished mutilating the end table.
"Now, before I tell you about your mission, are there any questions?"
"Will this mission involve high explosives?" Dusk said holding up a piece of plastic explosives shaped like a tiny beast.
"Not at first, no. But I'm sure that we'll be able to find something to tickle your fancy. A house, or a tank, or something. Hey wait. Is that a statue of me? Gah! Anyway, anyone else have a question?"
Crack, slash, crack! There was suddenly an A on the beam above Arzin's head. Another few cracks and slashes and an R and Z appeared following the A. Slash, crack, slash, crack! There were now an I and N to finish up Arzin's name. "Can we get a move on already?" Arzin said without turning his head. " I'm starting to get bored, and you don't want that, trust me." With a flick on his wrist he sent his whip snaking out to the laptop Dastan was happily dismantling and flicked the A key off the keyboard with a "zing!".
"Ahuh. I see," Nevets said unhappily, "I agree entirely. Let's get this over with so you can get out of my base before you tear it to pieces, bit by bit," He unrolled a map of the Mossflower area around Redwall, "As you already, hopefully, know. Redwall was taken by rat forces in September of this year. Their activity in the area has been quiet for the past several months, but lately, they've been bringing in more and more troops, and sending less and less out. As your first assignment, you will be going out and bringing back some recon intel. Photos, audio, anything you can grab without being spotted or giving us away. No questions? Good. Now get out of my base and unleash your destructive fury on the enemy for a change."
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Dastan was sitting at the table taking apart a laptop, He was in his element with his screw driver in hand holding up a CPU then a hard drive. He jumped when Arzin's whip lashed out and took one of his letters. First an A then and R then Z and so on till Arzin's name was up on a beam over his head. He pulled at a cord and detached it examining it carefully.
After he finished dismantling the laptop he put it back together and sat there looking hungrily at the Generals fully upgraded computer. Then he heard the General start to say something
"Ahuh. I see," Nevets said unhappily, "I agree entirely. Let's get this over with so you can get out of my base before you tear it to pieces, bit by bit," "As you already, hopefully, know. Redwall was taken by rat forces in September of this year. Their activity in the area has been quiet for the past several months, but lately, they've been bringing in more and more troops, and sending less and less out. As your first assignment, you will be going out and bringing back some recon intel. Photos, audio, anything you can grab without being spotted or giving us away. No questions? Good. Now get out of my base and unleash your destructive fury on the enemy for a change."
Dastan pulled out a big camera and started snapping pictures.
“you mean like this?” He said grinning. “I think we can handle this!”
Dusk said" Until we 'Unleash our fury on the enemy' Ill be right here." Haveing said that he pulled out a ball of soft orange yarn with a half fineshed hat attached and some knitting needles from his large pockets and begain to knit.
"Hold it! I can't let you all go into the field thinking like this. Dastan, don't be fooled. From the satellite photos we gathered before the winter storms rolled in, the area around Redwall is a death trap. There are continuous patrols, at least ten tanks guarding the place, booby traps in every tree, and mine fields from here to the horizon. This will not be easy. Watch every step, cause if you don't, I'm afraid your replacement will be a smoking crater. Am I clear?"
Everyone nodded vigorously. As they shuffled out the door into the snow carpeted forest, Shen-zo muttered, "Sounds just like Jersey."
OOC: Guys, I noticed that most of you don't say what kind of animal you are. Could ya'll edit posts so we know?
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Dragenov was intent on getting the quarter jammed between the floor boards when he herd Redwall was heavily guarded he spoke his rebuttel."Tanks!?!Is nothing!"He said in his heavy Russian accent."I blow all tanks to tiny metal pieces!I destroy every thing!No one can stop me and Sasha!"Sasha is his mini gun."I blow hole in wall bigger than me with my bazooka,then I destroy entire building HAHA!"Dragenov said as he pounded a table.
Dusk put away his knitting supplies and walked after the others."I can destroy an entire city with the right,and enough , explosives."
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Stiffener looked up from the rug. Then started fiddling with a radio. He went to channel twelve then to fourteen and listened. "General come listen to this. Sounds like the enemy are moving some more tanks and other big stuff in. We can destroy them if you want?"
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"Blegh! Rat stink is everywhere!" Petra put on a sour face as she walked outside.
(OOC: WOOT! WOOT! I'm an Abbey Beast!)