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[Parsely]

IC Thread

The Cold War is silently revived when United States intelligence operatives uncover irrefutable evidence that Soviet Russia possesses an arsenal of nuclear capable walking tanks. There is presently no possible outcome where a nation could hope to even survive against an enemy who can undetectably launch nuclear weapons from anywhere in the world. The CIA lost some of their best men trying to capture the plans to the nuclear tank, and ultimately they fail, though efforts haven't ceased to continue to monitor the technology's development. The US turns to their experts come up with a solution. Time passes, much knowledge is gained, and finally, the light of progress can be glimpsed. The sum of more than a decade of research has combined to form the "Shell" program, an attempt to create the ultimate deterrent, a device that can train a man in all the skills he needs to become an expert soldier within less than 24 hours. The year is 1989. One final project, and a single, blank check. Failure will mean the destruction of the free world. Failure is not an option.

Military Outpost North 41
Outpost N.41, as known to its occupants, so referred to as Station Y(ankee) on the mainland United States in top secret communiques. The base was constructed only a few months ago, and the primary experts are traveling there to complete the development and perform the final testing on the project. Some personnel have been there weeks in advance in order to prepare for their arrival.

Spoiler: Main Base (click to show/hide)

Spoiler: Roles (click to show/hide)

Station Commander (Harry Baldman)
Senior Biologist (MrVoid)
Assistant Biologist
Physician (Funk)
Tactical Adviser (scapheap)
Neurologist
Computer Scientist
VR Researcher
Assistant VR Researcher
Chief Mechanic (Remuthra)
Assistant Mechanic (Xanmyral)
Helicopter Pilot (Masches)
Helicopter Co-Pilot (Gigdes)
Radio Operator (Playergamer)
Arctic Guide
Dog Handler (Powder Miner)
Cook (SilverDragon)
Assistant Cook (SaberToothTiger)

Code: (Character Sheet) [Select]

Name: Must be American. Those of you who are foreign were forced to acquire an American name when you joined the project. You may choose whether or not to disclose your "real" name when the game starts.
Gender: M/F
Role: Choose the role you would prefer. Multiple people can apply for the same role. I reserve the right to at any time decide who will end up with what role.
Appearance: Describe your age, the way you look, and the clothes you tend to wear. You are all military personnel, but none of you have uniforms for security reasons.
Bio: Describe your past. You are all American citizens, but you need not have been born in the United States.
Inventory: Please delete this text and then leave the field blank.

Gameplay
Each turn marks the passage of one hour. Your goal is to perform your job to the best of your ability, and ultimately complete the device that will one day win the war against the Reds. Talking is a free action, conversation can be understood by anyone in the same room, and can be heard by anyone in adjacent rooms or hallways, depending on the state of doors and other intervening obstacles like walls.

Roles
Your role is extremely important. It determines not only your skills, but also your responsibilities at the base. Not everyone has access to every part of the base, most important rooms are secure. You oftentimes need permission and/or supervision and the proper key to go somewhere you normally wouldn't be.

The Gentleman's Agreement
To emphasize communication and roleplaying each player will only be able to see and hear from his own perspective. All players post their actions in spoilers titled 'ACTION'. You are only to read the spoilers marked for you and you alone. Spectators can open all the spoilers they like.

If I suspect you have been cheating or that a spectator has passed you information intentionally or no, you will be kicked from the game and that will be that.
If you accidentally click the wrong spoiler and read something (because it does happen from time to time), regardless of how mundane the information was, do not post, PM me and I will decide how to proceed; don't be scared, I just need to know what meta-info is in now your possession, and chances are the game will be able to continue without any problems.
If a spoiler posted by either me or another player isn't named, don't open it, bring it to everyone's attention in OOC just to be safe.

Players

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Harry Baldman///Jennifer Rowland, Station Commander

MrVoid///Eleanor Reinhardt, Senior Biologist

Funk///Catherine Smith, Physician

scapheap///Pearl Lancaster, Tactical Adviser

Remuthra///Freddy Van Stan, Chief Mechanic

Xanmyral///Malcom Torres, Assistant Mechanic

Masches///Jack Woods, Helicopter Pilot

GiglameshDespair///Jane Doe, Helicopter Co-Pilot

Playergamer///Alex Stevens, Radio Operator

Powder Miner///Sarge Stanford, Dog Handler

SilverDragon///Jack Bawler, Cook

SaberToothTiger///Marcus Wessneck, Assistant Cook


[mastahcheese]

I like this idea!

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Jack Woods
Gender: Male
Role: Helicopter Pilot
Appearance: A rather young-looking man, he is neither overly small nor large. He has brown hair and hazel-green eyes, and keeps his hair very short. He wears cargo pants and a turtle neck sweater, with a short, green jacket over it. It's actually an Air Force jacket he got at a suplus store, with the insignia removed.
Bio: Obtaining his pilot's liscence when he was 16, Jack has been a helicopter pilot for 7 years now, flying for everything from hospitals to fire departments. He's only been in the military for 6 months, but his skill have already surpassed expectation. He technically still doesn't have a driver's liscence.
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[Playergamer]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Alex Stevens
Gender: Male
Role: Radio Operator
Appearance: Alex is a tall, dirty blond man, with a small amount of stubble on his face, and green eyes. He usually wears rather casual clothes, jeans and a t-shirt, when possible.
Bio: Alex was born in the mountains of California, and began tinkering with radios at a young age. Soon, he'd spend hours on end eavesdropping on the radio, sometimes even trying to find military channels to listen to. Eventually, the government noticed him, and approached him, offering him a job. He worked his way from there to Yankee.
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[scapheap]

Metal gear?!

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Pearl Lancaster
Gender: F
Role: Tactical Adviser
Appearance: A blonde woman of 5'11" with green eyes. She is 'blessed' with D-cups, she tend to 'eyes up, solider' on her name tag due to this. She wears her hair in a ponytail that rests on her right shoulder most of the time. She dresses in a unzipped black 'hell angels' leather jacket, a loose white t-shirt, blue three quarters shorts and sneakers. She owns a fur coat and trousers if she need to head outside.
Bio: She was in the army for a short duration, quickly climbing the ranks for her quick feet and even quicker mind. She retired after a 'growth spurt' left it 'tricky' to use two handed guns.
She joined the Hell Angels, needing action in her life and thinking a biker gang may provide that. And she was happy with that life.
Meanwhile, the United States had a problem. Every time they choose a Tactical Adviser for their secret project, the man or woman would get into a 'tragic accident'. Believing that they had a mole, but unable to find them, a higher up went with a choice who was 'off the books' and unlikely, hoping to get them to the base before the mole got wind of it.
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[SilverDragon]

Posting in a moment, reserving dis spot.

Edit!

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Jack Bawler
Gender: M
Role: Cook
Appearance: Jack Bawler is 23 years old, and has brown hair, with jade eyes. He tends to wear long blue jeans, and a black jacket with stripes.
Bio: Jack Bawler is an immigrant from Australia, raised on tales of proud America, leader of the free west! The day he turned 18, Jack left Australia to head for the beautiful land of America. Jack took several courses in the Australian University of Tafe, obtaining Certificate 3 in Childrens Services, and Certificate 3 in Hospitality. When Jack left for America, he took a course in hospitality, and once he obtained his degree, signed up to the military, changing his name in the process. As a remnant of his Australian past, Jack tries to be friendly and polite to everyone else in the ice station.
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[Remuthra]

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Freddy Van Stan (Formerly Friedrich Von Stannen)
Gender: M
Role: Chief Mechanic
Appearance: Freddy is a stong-framed old man of slightly under six feet, of German descent. He wears an engineer's apron filled with all manner of tools and half-finished mechanical components, in navy blue, over a short-sleeved gray suit. He is in the late stages of balding, with spare yellowed teeth. Over his eyes he wears a blindfold stylized as a miniature American flag. His arms, head, and practically all exposed skin is studded with burns in various stages of age.
Bio: Friedrich Von Stannen was born to a poor family in Berlin, during the Great War. Remarkably, the family was well-enough off after its close, his father returning from a logistical position and his home escaping destruction. In the following economic devastation, Friedrich's father, Hans, was killed in a mugging while searching for work. Friedrich displayed aptitude as an electrician and mechanic and managed to learn what he could from his father and the nearby industrial workers. With the rise of the Nazi party, he left his mother, Ava, and enlisted as part of the German engineering divisions, where he became a leading technical specialist. A high-voltage electrical accident in 1942 permanently blinded Friedrich, but the Party was willing to employ all the R and D it could find, and Von Stannen still managed somehow to continue working. He took to wearing a blindfold to cover his scarred eyes; in order to promote patriotism this was the Nazi flag. After the fall of the Reich, Friedrich, still nursing a German hatred of the Soviets, moved to America to work there; he changed his name and took classes for English-speaking. By chance, due to a logistical oversight Freddy's application was selected for the SHELL project by mistake, and in the tumult of the Cold War no one noticed they hired a blind man as their mechanic.
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[Powder Miner]

...I think I'll join, though I do question if it wouldn't be way more secure just to use PMs.

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Sarge Stanford (Actually Sergey Sokolov)
Gender: M
Role: Dog Handler
Appearance: At 84 years of age, this man is simply really really old. Yet despite his age, Sarge is very much fit (somehow), having a spryness and level of activity reserved for only the most driven of the old. His white hair has thinned significantly, and its remnants wrap around the sides and back of his head, cut short. His eyes are brown, and his pale skin has wrinkle upon wrinkle upon wrinkle. He wears thick, winter clothing at pretty much any time (two-layer jacket, hat, boots, gloves, the lot), usually in colors of white and blue-- never red. He speaks in a Russian accent.
Bio: Sarge was originally a Russian, believe it or not. Yet, he was never a Communist, nor did he even ever live in Communist Russia. No, Sarge grew up under the Imperial government, having been born in 1905... the Revolution was his entire life as he grew up, having been born in a very very White Russian, very very anti-Bolshevik family. His father was killed near the very end, and his mother took him and fled to the United States where he would become a citizen. Though he nursed an incredible hatred of the Soviets through every year of his life, his ability to get a job varied widely. Up to and during World War II, he found himself in the military, in a support role. In this role, he found himself working with animals... and discovered his true talent, 35 years into his life. Sarge had a way with animals, utterly unrivaled by any of the other animal workers he met. ...and then, during the Cold War, he was fired anyway for being Russian. But Yankee needed a dog handler, and looking over former veterans, they found one with skill...
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Also, I suppose if we weren't supposed to open up signup spoilers, you'll have to deny this since I opened them before I even read the whole post >.>
not sure if that's the case though

[Remuthra]

If we weren't able to see applications, we would not be able to choose roles not yet filled; therefore, as there is no provision for solving that issue in another way, we can see applications.

The reason this is being done through spoilers is so that spectators can see what is going on (and us, once events are resolved). Personally, I suggest that if necessary the players could perhaps save their PM communiques and set up an archive of activities at specified times.

[mastahcheese]

I'm fairly sure we can open the spoilers people use for characters, since he didn't say we had to put them in spoilers in the first place.

In any case, I've only been reading people's names and genders to get a general idea of the crew.
I'm assuming we would be informed of at least the names of the people we're working with, but meh. I could be wrong.

[Xanmyral]

I'm down.

Spoiler: Malcom Torres; Assistant Mechanic (click to show/hide)

Name: Malcom Torres
Gender: M
Role: Assistant Mechanic
Inventory: -

Appearance: A man looking to be a bit past his prime, Malcom looks to be the iconic "middle aged man." Strong features and a set jaw, five 'o clock shadow, with black hair that's frosting at the sides and slicked back in a vain attempt to look younger. Despite his age though, its obvious Malcom lives an active lifestyle, as he's far from out of shape.

His typical attire is a sturdy set of clothes clothes meant for use inside a workshop, toolbelt included, largely utilitarian in both look and function. The main exception is an old leather jacket he always keeps with him, old enough that the leather has cracked at the elbows and shoulders and shows many an old oil stain and burn.

Bio: Born in the middle of the states, Malcom was what one would one would call a small town legend. During his younger years of schooling, he advanced through the ranks with high marks and signed up with the army, settling in to be an engineer. Taking advantage of his prior experience, newly found connections, and military backing to foot the bill, he managed to snag admittance to a prestigious college for engineers, where he continued his trend for scholarly high marks. In the military, while stationed in some dangerous places, he never saw any actual combat.

He was always the one back at base fixing up whatever the others would break, and worked on anything they'd let him touch and would teach him. He was soon approached by those asking him to take part in an experimental research that could turn the tide, or so he was told. Malcom was made to understand that he would be an assistant to the main mechanic, who he's been told was the greatest the country had to offer, and that he would be properly compensated for the strange, yet important mission. Who could say no?

[Funk]

nabbing a spot

[Parsely]

Yeah it's okay to read signup spoilers. :3 No worries fellas. Thanks for being careful though!

[GiglameshDespair]

Spoiler: Heli co-pilot (click to show/hide)

Name: Jane Doe
Gender: F
Role: Heli co-pilot
Appearance: Jane is short. Really short. 4'12. She has black hair, trimmed short to comfortably fit in a flight helmet and dark brown eyes. Her voice is high and almost musical. She wears baggy combats, seemingly at all times, with thick boots she hopes makes her look taller. It doesn't. Normally, a standard issue pistol is holstered under her arm.
Bio: Jane was born in Britain, the child of an american soldier and a local women on a USAF base. When she was two, she was taken with her parents back to the States when her father was redeployed back to his homeland.
She was fascinated with helicopters as a child, and gained her pilot license as young as she could. She joined the US Navy, and served for all of six months before she was shifted to this project on her nineteenth birthday.
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[Parsely]

Excellent work by everyone so far, these are some of the best characters I've ever had in a game!

Updated the Role spoiler so you can see who's applied for what roles so far.

[MrVoid]

Spoiler: Eleanor Reinhardt (click to show/hide)

Gender: Female
Role: Senior Biologist
Appearance: Calling 30 year old Eleanor a beauty doesn't do her justice, her hair is a platinum blonde, her skin is flawless, her eyes are hazel, she's 5'9" and has the body of a daughter of Venus and she flaunts it.
Bio: American born daughter of a former Nazi Scientist, she followed her in her father's footsteps with regards to occupation.  She grew up on tales of how his work had been both horrific and miraculous.  The things that he claimed to have been working on could have changed the world, the man is old, senile and suffering from ptsd however, so any claims should be taken with a grain of salt.  She has often used the fact that men can't keep their eyes off of her to get ahead in her field, from using sex to steal others work, to utterly destroying other people's credibility due to being incompetent misogynist assholes (when they really were only one of the three).  She is ruthless when it comes to getting ahead, and will do whatever it takes to see what humanity can really become.
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