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[Teneb]

It is the near future. Over the last decades corporations have slowly gained power, eventually eclipsing that of even the most powerful countries. Soon, nations rose and fall according to the whims of corporate executive boards. They control what the masses see, what they consume, what they think. As one might imagine, life between these financial giants is rarely peaceful, and, indeed, they hire an array of private security professionals to defeat the competition. Such professionals range from experienced teams of ghost-like infiltrators to cheap, expendable spies. You are the latter. You are in the employ of Orsoni Enterprises, and your first contract is coming up. Succeed, and be rewarded. Fail, and OE will erase any and all records of your existence.

Call of Profit: Corporate Warfare is a RTD of corporate espionage and intrigue taking place in a dystopian (of course!) Earth at an indeterminate point in the future. The point, so to speak, of the game is to fulfil the contract laid before you in any way you can, be it through stealth, diplomacy, guile, combat or bribery.

I'll limit it to 5 players at first, but may allow more in as I feel more confident in my capacity to handle a larger number.

RULES:

Game runs on standard RTD rules.

Player slots are first-come, first-serve. You may reserve a spot, but take too long and another may take your place.

If a player goes too long without posting, they'll be replaced by any interested person. Players may also request replacement themselves.

If it's not allowed in the forum guidelines, it's not allowed here. Keep that in mind.

CHARACTER SHEET:

Code: [Select]

Name: Self explanatory
Gender: As above
Bio: Do try to write at least some background
Specialized Equipment: You all start with a silenced pistol (capable of holding 8 bullets, loaded) and a knife. You can add [i]one[/i] extra piece of equipment, any equipment, here, but try to keep it within reason.
Player list:

• Steve Winsley - Playergamer
• Orville James Meadows - Yoink
• Zack Adams - BlitzDungeoneer
• Serena Fowzivich - TCM
• Jack Systar - Toaster

[Teneb]

reserved just in case

[Yoink]

Name: Orville James Meadows.
Gender: Male.
Bio: Born into a wealthy family of upper-crust bureaucrats, Orville had the mind, but not the patience for finances and organization.
At first he was a shy, diligent student, but as a teenager he fell in with a "bad crowd", and before long young Orville decided he would rather spend his time throwing wild parties with his parents' money instead of studying graphs and bank accounts.
He quickly brought shame to his family with his declining grades and lack of interest in the family business, and was forced out of home to seek his own fortune. His uncle at least cared enough for the lad to provide him with a contact, the number of an old friend in the hiring department of Orsoni Enterprises, but whether that was a kindness or a curse is hard to say... 
Description: A gangly, pale young fellow with a slim jawline, watery blue eyes and a neat, mid-length mop of brown hair.
About average height. Small nose, a few freckles. Defaults to either a worried expression or a puzzled smile.
Specialized Equipment: A change of socks and a nice haircut.

[Playergamer]

Reserved!

Name: Steve Winsley
Gender: Male
Bio: Steve grew up poor in Boston. He always made sure to catch the 4th of July fireworks in the park, and accidentally set off a rather large explosion once at the age of 18. This got him in the corporate eye, where he was eventually hired as a demolitions man.
Special Equipment: Thermite Breaching Pack

[BlitzDungeoneer]

Name: Zack Adams
Gender: Male
Bio: Zack grew up on the streets of New York. At some point, he got a gun, and became one of the most commonly used assassins in the world.
Special Equipment: Arsenic Dust.

[Teneb]

Did a small change to the character sheet, detailing how much ammo the pistol can hold.

Name: Zack Adams
Gender: Male
Bio: Zack grew up on the streets of New York. At some point, he got a gun, and became one of the most commonly used assassins in the world.
Special Equipment: Arsenic

In what form the arsenic is? Dust? A solid chunk?

[TCM]

Name: Serena Fowzivich
Gender: Female
Bio: Serena came from a working class family in Eastern Europe, where she experienced the last reigns of socialist collectivism being pulled away by consumerist capitalism. Serena began her work in the Private Corporate Military out of school, seeing it as the path of the future.
Specialized Equipment: Silenced Pistol, Knife, Laser Sight

[Playergamer]

((We need a Hammer in case things go wrong, and otherwise, our team looks good.))

[Toaster]

Name: Jack Systar
Gender: Male
Bio: Systar comes from a long "distinguished" line of businessmen, and has trained long in the family art.  His great-great grandfather first schemed his way to power.  His great-grandfather took that company and hostile-tookover his way to real fortune.  His grandfather eliminated the competition via power and underhanded tactics.  His father stole the company from under the nose of his uncle.  As the third son, he'll have to head out into the world and prove his way to real worth.

Jack is a shady man of moderate height, with slicked-back greasy hair, a greasy voice, and greasy eyes.  He will stop at absolutely nothing to achieve his goal of incredible fortune.
Specialized Equipment:  He spent his grant from his father on an advanced suit of hacking tools to easily bypass electronic countermeasures.

[Teneb]

Alright, all spots full. I'll just finish writing the opening and we'll begin.

[TCM]

Changed my character's name, as "Fowler" isn't a very common surname in Eastern Europe.

[Yoink]

You made it even fouler.

[Playergamer]

I call team leader, at least for now.

[Teneb]

You've been standing in a sparsely furnished meeting room for what feels hours, on the lower levels of Orzoni Tower, one of the most ostentatious buildings in London. Sure, the lobby couldn't be described as anything but opulent, possessing polished marble floor, platinum-plated statues, and even a fountain. But this room you are in now could very well be located in a cheap commercial building in the outskirts of the city, for it had only a single table, before which you were all gathered, and nothing else. Finally a man wearing a dark blue suit and holding a briefcase enters the room and stands at the opposite end of the table.

"Gentlemen. And lady." He nod briefly. By his tone of voice, it's clear he'd rather be doing some other task. "My employers have contacted you to deal with a... delicate situation, at the nearby dockyard." He pauses to place the briefcase on the table before continuing: "A shipping yard has recently opened in said docks and Orzoni Enterprises believes it to be a front for some more disturbing scheme. Your task is to infiltrate the location and aquire evidence about its true owner. We are also willing to offer additional compensation for any other... unrelated but intresting information you may come across. It goes without saying that we would prefer if the authorities remained oblivious to your activity, and evidence that can be linked to us be kept at a minimum."

He opens the briefcase, revealing a few papers as well as a flash drive. "This flash drive" - he says, picking it from inside the briefcase and placing it on the table - "is to be used to download any digital information you may find. We also have some limited intelligence on the location." He takes out a few documents from the briefcase and lays them on the table next to the drive. "We have aquired a map of the area, with a few points of interest marked, a password to one of the doors, 147, and our scout also stashed a set of lockpicks to help you out on your task. The location of the stash has been marked on the map. I must stress that these documents cannot leave this room, so do all your planning here."

He sighs. "I've also been ordered to answer any questions you may have, within certain limits, of course. When you are ready, there is a vehicle waiting outside to take you to the are of your operation." Having finished his speech, he attempts to maintain a facade of courtesy, although it is painfuly clear how disgusted he is at doing such low-level work.

Spoiler: map (click to show/hide)

1: Entryway
2: Guard post
3: Entrances to main warehouse
4: Main Warehouse
5: Security Building
6: Entrance to security building
7: Stash
#: Shipping containers
X: Team insertion point

[TCM]

"What sort of dress attire should we have on for this assignment? Casual? Formal? Disguised as dock-workers?"