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The year is 2033. The world has been devolved into the primitive and savage environment that is World War Three. The war has touched everyone. It's only been three years since the first declaration of war.

2020, the oil had dried up. To the Middle Eastern countries, this meant an economy breakdown. Whoever is considered "rich" can barely keep up with the mountain of bills hence to their business' being ruined due to the economic breakdown. Other countries in Europe, some of North America, South America, Eurasia, etc. are relatively unaffected. The private sectors are all struggling though. The US was hit the hardest due to their consumption of oil and stubborn attitude. The reason why America was effected the most was because of the new solar power that was perfected. Micro-sunrays were implemented into European and Asian vehicles. All of them. Military, Civilian, Government, everything. The US only implemented them into military vehicles. They had already made an oil fervor into all other branches of vehicles. Even power was partially dominated by oil. Why didn't they use them? Why else, oil corporations. "Oiligarchies" they were nicknamed by local newspapers and such. CNN and Fox news and such didn't do so because if they did, there goes their next paycheck. Since America was a Capitalism, corporations, crime lords, and other rich nuisances could bribe their way through everything. Unless of course, it went against some politician's goals. Then another politician would go up against them. Blah blah blah. I won't bore you with the details. Entire families were forced onto a breadline.

2027. The American economy has been restored. But now... It's not a president running the show. A former Corporate CEO, Anthony Finnbar, was voted into office, in 2019. In the year 2023, he had restored the American economy, by slowly incorporating micro-sunrays into the private sector and public institutions. Approval ratings were sky-high. But America wasn't enough for him. As soon as it turned to New Year's eve and the year 2024 turned around, as soon as the crowd counted down to Zero, as soon as the fireworks exploded... The White house had barbed wire strewn around it, and military police, CIA agents, guard dogs, and automated turrets gaurding it. Every building that supposedly "belonged" to the Judaical or legislative branch was breached, secured, and strewn with dead Congress and Judaical members. Some of them and their family members simply disappeared. No corpses, no signs of where they might've been taken, only signs of forced entry into their residence. All military officials had been bribed or executed in extremely quick succession.

2025, Civil rights and Humanitarion groups, from over-seas, are demanding to know the status and location of members of Congress and Judaical members. They were released from a starvation camp. Their wills were broken, and they were all gaunt. The world remained was shocked. Tensions were getting higher with other countries around the world.

2026, enough military officials and platoons from all armed branches had decided enough was enough and committed a coup de tadt. They took as many nuclear weapons as they could, and made a run for the Mexican border. When Finbarr had been asked by the World Media, he calmly stated "Don't worry, I'll have ALL of them back and more. Sooner or later." ...

Mexico, had been overrun, by 2027. Half a year later, Canada was turned into another piece of American territory. The UN voted for a trade embargo with the United States of America. The US immediately withdrew from the United Nations. You're probably wondering, "If Mexico was the place where the Coup de Tadt troops took refuge, along with the Nukes, why wasn't Canada turned into a wasteland?" Simple. They weren't there anymore. The CIA chased them to the Brazilian seaboard. The rouge soldiers escaped to Spain. By then, the UN had brought together every militarily competent country from Western Europe, to Russia in a defense pact against America.

2029, the US took South America. All of it. China, North Korea, Kazakhstan and reluctantly, Vietnam, entered their own defense pact: The Red Star Defense Force (RSDF). Both the US and UN saw the RSDF as a possible threat. However, the RSDF, like the US, took up an isolationist attitude. An obvious sign that the US would go to war, would be when conscription doubled. Boy, on that year, Conscription tripled. Other countries hoped to stay out of the conflict that would obviously explode very soon. The world held it's collective breath.

Naught, but one year later, the US took the northern coast of Africa. The UN set it's foot down. It would NOT allow the US to take Africa. Taking Africa would mean giving the US the springboard they need to launch a full-scale invasion! So, on the year 2030, the UN declared war on the US. Ironically, the US was ready. In fact, both nation's Navies and Air forces met in the Mediterranean sea! Due to the British being the driving force in the Naval engagement, they sank a quarter of the American fleet. The US fleet admiral, ordered for the fleet to retreat. The US ground and air forces launched defensive operations. They destroyed all paved roads that previously, they worked so hard on creating. They looted from the same people they helped twenty years ago. Oh, the cruel irony!

The RSDF saw the conflict as an opportunity to attack the US from the rear. They threw everything they had at the Western side of America. What they found was a prepared, over-whelming force. The entire battle plan was in shambles. It was a pre-paid ticket to the almighty to be sent onto the landing zones. The fleets were harassed all the way back to their respective countries. So, they overtook the countries between them. Vietnam took up a defensive stance. North Korea took the chance to overtake South Korea. China beat the ever-living CRAP out of the other countries. Kazakhstan took the Middle-East. Once North Korea took over South Korea, creating the Free Korean Republic, they set their sites on assisting China. Then the RSDF started to take American owned islands in the Pacific, leading to a dead-lock for control.

No sooner had China and the FKR taken the final independent country in Asia, and Kazakhstan taken Arabia, had Russian forces poured over the unprepared Chinese Northern border. Meanwhile, the Western European forces assaulted the Middle-East and Kazakhstan. The UN, had classified the RSDF as a serious threat.

2033, the Chinese has beaten the Russians and Eastern Europeans back. The UN and US recovered from the Naval engagement in the Mediterranean. Soon, the Mediterranean sea will once again, become a death-trap.

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So's, let me explain. Essentially, America has become a dictatorship, ruled by a former Corporate CEO, Anthony Finbarr. The UN has brought in any country with a military force over 500,000 troops to fight in Africa, while Russia and some Eastern European countries fought in Asia. The RSDF is fighting in a deadly power struggle in the Pacific with the US, and are in a defensive war with the UN.

You are an Air Force pilot for your Alliance. Doesn't matter what kind. You can be a bomber, fighter, or multi-role. Pilots aren't segregated into seperate areas of the barracks so, anyone can socialize with anyone.

Anyways, all planes fly in a flight or formation. Their are never any Lone-wolves unless the mission calls for it. However, due to the Multi-role planes ability to fill in as bombers and fighters, Multi-roles and fighters can be in the same flight.

FINALLY, we get to the bio.

NameMake it appropriate for your alliance)
AgeAt least 17)
Gender:
BioAt least 5, optional)
Alliance:
RankNothing too out of control)
War front: (American players will be in the Pacific, Mediterranean, and Eastern side of Egypt. UN players will be in aircraft carriors stationed in the Mediterranean and Russia. RSDF players will be in the Pacific and Saudi-Arabia)
Physical descriptionAt least 3)
AircraftFighter, multi-role, bomber)
PersonalityAt least 3)
Other:

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Name: Michael
Age: 47
Gender: M
Bio:
Alliance: UN
Rank: Warrant officer.
War front: Russia
Physical description: a blonde mohawk, 6'9" Has a sad look
Aircraft: Troop transport
Squadron:Molnyia
Personality: Impatant, Chatty, agressive
Other:

I reach through the bars and take his head phones off then shout boo

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Name: Michael
Age: 47
Gender: M
Bio:
Alliance: UN
Rank: Warrant officer.
War front: Russia
Physical description: a blonde mohawk, 6'9" Has a sad look
Aircraft: Troop transport
Squadron:Molnyia
Personality: Impatant, Chatty, agressive
Other:

Name: Alec Dimtri
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Bio: A kid with an obsession with avionics, Alec spent his whole life dreaming of being a pilot. Just before the main conflict broke out, he got his wish. He ranked up fast. Now he is ready for anything.
Alliance: UN
Rank: Senior Airmen
War front: Russia
Physical description: Short dirty blonde hair with grey eyes. He stands about 6'3". He's been trained in combat in the plane and basic survival skills if he ejects and lands in enemy territory.
Aircraft: Fighter
Squadron:Tigr
Personality: Alec is born for the air. He's quick witted and very fast to respond. Determination and luck aid him.

He blocks it, but that doesn't stop him from getting his back bashed on a locker hinge. (And let me tell you, that sh** HURTS) You kick the ever-living f*** out of his face. You hear footsteps and turn around. "FOR THE MOTHERLAND!!!" A white, male, Russian judging by his accent, starts to charge at you. And he looks PISSED. The Asian is unconcious so you don't have to worry about him. What do you do?

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Name: Michael
Age: 47
Gender: M
Bio:
Alliance: UN
Rank: Warrant officer.
War front: Russia
Physical description: a blonde mohawk, 6'9" Has a sad look
Aircraft: Troop transport
Squadron:Molnyia
Personality: Impatant, Chatty, agressive
Other:

Oh my GAWD. Freakin' thing...

Anyways, you can't fit your hands through the bars. Otherwise, you might as well be strangling the guy.

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Name: Alec Dimtri
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Bio: A kid with an obsession with avionics, Alec spent his whole life dreaming of being a pilot. Just before the main conflict broke out, he got his wish. He ranked up fast. Now he is ready for anything.
Alliance: UN
Rank: Senior Airmen
War front: Russia
Physical description: Short dirty blonde hair with grey eyes. He stands about 6'3". He's been trained in combat in the plane and basic survival skills if he ejects and lands in enemy territory.
Aircraft: Fighter
Squadron:Tigr
Personality: Alec is born for the air. He's quick witted and very fast to respond. Determination and luck aid him.

He's charging, so I'll side step and throw the Asians body at his knees.

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Name:Jay Garfield
Age:27
Gender:male
Bio:Brother died in the mediterranean. Now I want To give the UN a piece of my mind
Alliance:US
Rank:Captain
War front: Mediterranean
Physical description:Tall, Slight tan, Brown hair, Gray eyes
Aircraft:Fighter
Personality:quick,harsh,unrelenting
Other:

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Name: Alec Dimtri
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Bio: A kid with an obsession with avionics, Alec spent his whole life dreaming of being a pilot. Just before the main conflict broke out, he got his wish. He ranked up fast. Now he is ready for anything.
Alliance: UN
Rank: Senior Airmen
War front: Russia
Physical description: Short dirty blonde hair with grey eyes. He stands about 6'3". He's been trained in combat in the plane and basic survival skills if he ejects and lands in enemy territory.
Aircraft: Fighter
Squadron:Tigr
Personality: Alec is born for the air. He's quick witted and very fast to respond. Determination and luck aid him.

The Russian tackles you in the stomach before you can even get a good grip. He knees you in the stomach. As you double over, he does a punt-like kick, which catches you in the forhead. The back of your head smashes into the locker. The Russian pulls out a silenced Makarov and aims at your head...

Josef twists the gun arm and hurls him into the lockers. The Makarov drops in front of your feet. Josef has grabbed the Russian by his jacket, and smashes his back into the locker behind him. Then he hurls the Russian into the benches. He goes head-first over the bench. The Russian quickly gets up. Josef jumps on the bench, and lunges at the Russian. He grabs Josef by the back of his hoodie and launches him into the bottom of the lockers. He kicks josef over. He pins Josef to the floor, delivering repeated punches. But he's tired, the punches are slow. What do you do?

Name:Jay Garfield
Age:27
Gender:male
Bio:Brother died in the mediterranean. Now I want To give the UN a piece of my mind
Alliance:US
Rank:Captain
War front: Mediterranean
Physical description:6'4, Slight tan, Brown hair, Gray eyes
Aircraft:Fighter
Squadron:Outlaw
Personality:quick,harsh,unrelenting
Other:

Wonder if that dead brother thing is going to come along when people start dying? Anyways, you're plane is the an updated version of the F-15 fighter. Not the multi-role.

You wake up sweating. It feels like the flies are trying to eat you alive here. You hear a knock at the door. "Hey, Cap!" A young guy walks in. He's got green eyes, black hair, and dark skin. He's 6'4, about as tall as yo' dumb-a**. He's Tyrone Knox, Outlaw 4. He's an Airman. In fact, he only joined up in the squadron. "Sir, we got a BIG problem. The CO is going to give us a debrief before we sortie." He waits for you to get into uniform before he walks out with you. The CO and the other squadrons are all in the Fighter hanger. Looks like the bombers were vacated out of the area. Outlaw 1 and 2 wave you over. You sit down beside Colonel Tyler Gregorovich. He's got himself some Russian heritage, so don't get the wrong idea. He is Outlaw 1. He has brown hair, grey, almost dead skin, slightly sunken in blue eyes, and he's 6'3. Beside him is his wife, Victoria "Tory" Gregorovich. She has pale skin, green eyes, blonde hair, and she's 6'3. "Alright people, Imma make this one a quick 'en so pay attention. We've got at least three waves of bombers coming at us. Each one has one bomber, and two squadron of fighters gaurding it. ALL fighter squadrons are sortying to deflect them. That totals eight squadrons. It's not garunteed that we're just dealing with three waves. However, there's a good chance of it just being that amount. This is an entire carrier's armament, so you don't have to worry about a second carrier sending any reinforcements. Questions?"

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I grab the makarov. I then run a kick upward between his punches. If I get him of of Josef, I won't hesitate to shoot.

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I shake my head. waiting for the order to go

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Name: Michael
Age: 47
Gender: M
Bio:
Alliance: UN
Rank: Warrant officer.
War front: Russia
Physical description: a blonde mohawk, 6'9" Has a sad look
Aircraft: Troop transport
Squadron:Molnyia
Personality: Impatant, Chatty, agressive
Other:

Is the back side bared? if not I jump out, If is, i try to squeeze through.

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Name: Alec Dimtri
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Bio: A kid with an obsession with avionics, Alec spent his whole life dreaming of being a pilot. Just before the main conflict broke out, he got his wish. He ranked up fast. Now he is ready for anything.
Alliance: UN
Rank: Senior Airmen
War front: Russia
Physical description: Short dirty blonde hair with grey eyes. He stands about 6'3". He's been trained in combat in the plane and basic survival skills if he ejects and lands in enemy territory.
Aircraft: Fighter
Squadron:Tigr
Personality: Alec is born for the air. He's quick witted and very fast to respond. Determination and luck aid him.

Josef uses the last ounces of his strength to hurl the Russian across the room. "SHOOT THAT FU**ER!!!" He yells. You start to hear yelling in the corridor behind you.

Name:Jay Garfield
Age:27
Gender:male
Bio:Brother died in the mediterranean. Now I want To give the UN a piece of my mind
Alliance:US
Rank:Captain
War front: Mediterranean
Physical description:6'4, Slight tan, Brown hair, Gray eyes
Aircraft:Fighter
Squadron:Outlaw
Personality:quick,harsh,unrelenting
Other:

No one raises their hands. The CO dismisses you all, and gives a salute. He walks to the HQ. Meanwhile, you all head off to your planes. You're wing is Tyrone Knox. Tyler's wing is Tory. You're squad-mates start to taxi. "Outlaw 2, pull over out of the other guys' way. One of the engi's says he saw something wrong with your flaps." You run through the check-up system. "Left flaps. Check. Right flaps. Check. Wheels. Check. Flare system. Check. Alright Outlaw 2, you're ready to go. Good luck out there." You sortie upwards. Your squadron will be the group at the rear. They had waited for you to get up. You take up Knox's position on Tyler's right wing. He flies behind you.

Everyone starts to check in. (This is a temporary part of the forum game. Helps you know which squadrons you're fighting with.) "Cougar 1." "Cougar 2." "Cougar 3." "Cougar 4." "Boogyman 1." "Boogyman 2." "Boogyman 3." "Boogyman 4." "Equinox 1." "Equinox 2." "Equinox 3." "Equinox 4." "Gunslinger 1." "Gunslinger 2." "Gunslinger 3." "Gunslinger 4." "Dragon 1." "Dragon 2." "Dragon 3." "Dragon 4." "Wildcat 1." "Wildcat 2." "Wildcat 3." "Wildcat 4." "Mobious 1." "Mobious 2." "Mobious 3." "Mobious 4." "Outlaw 1." "Outlaw t-" Suddenly, Tyler screams over the comms. "BREAK, BREAK, BREAK!!!" Suddenly, you see a wall of missiles coming at your formations. All planes, break, chaff, whatever. You dodge two missiles easily. No one has time to see who was hit. You look up a converging bomber with eight Typhoon fighters escorting it. "This is Cougar 1, Equinox 1, can you help us out on this one?" "Sure, you try to hit the fighters, my guys will as well. I'll take care of the bomber." The two squadrons peel off to take care of the first bomber. This system continues. The second bomber was assigned to Boogyman and Dragon. The third is free game for Gunslinger, Wildcat, Mobious, and Outlaw. There's something wrong though. There's four Typhoon squadrons escorting the last bomber. "What the hell?" "Where did these two other squadrons come from?" The squadrons converge towards each other. A Typhoon is on your tail. The pilot's shoot machinegun fire and missiles at you. Obviously a rookie from how he flies. What do you do?

Name: Michael
Age: 47
Gender: M
Bio:
Alliance: UN
Rank: Warrant officer.
War front: Russia
Physical description: a blonde mohawk, 6'9" Has a sad look
Aircraft: Troop transport
Squadron:Molnyia
Personality: Impatant, Chatty, agressive
Other:

No, but it would be stupid to jump out. The first thing that would hit your face would be 50. caliber bullets. Then your head would just turn into a pink mist. The passenger suddenly looks up and stares at you with a blank expression. Guess he's waiting for you to say something.

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Name:Jay Garfield
Age:27
Gender:male
Bio:Brother died in the mediterranean. Now I want To give the UN a piece of my mind
Alliance:US
Rank:Captain
War front: Mediterranean
Physical description:6'4, Slight tan, Brown hair, Gray eyes
Aircraft:Fighter
Squadron:Outlaw
Personality:quick,harsh,unrelenting
Other:

I do a reverse loop and fly behind him and I shoot at his wings and tail looking around every now and then to make sure I am not being followed

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Name: Alec Dimtri
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Bio: A kid with an obsession with avionics, Alec spent his whole life dreaming of being a pilot. Just before the main conflict broke out, he got his wish. He ranked up fast. Now he is ready for anything.
Alliance: UN
Rank: Senior Airmen
War front: Russia
Physical description: Short dirty blonde hair with grey eyes. He stands about 6'3". He's been trained in combat in the plane and basic survival skills if he ejects and lands in enemy territory.
Aircraft: Fighter
Squadron:Tigr
Personality: Alec is born for the air. He's quick witted and very fast to respond. Determination and luck aid him.

Shoots twice at his chest and then levels the gun at the doorway-my finger off the trigger but still as ready as ever

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Name: Michael
Age: 47
Gender: M
Bio:
Alliance: UN
Rank: Warrant officer.
War front: Russia
Physical description: a blonde mohawk, 6'9" Has a sad look
Aircraft: Troop transport
Squadron:Molnyia
Personality: Impatant, Chatty, agressive
Other:

First I want to say this is an RP, RPGs have EXP and gold.

I ask him if he has something long, like a metal string.

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Don't be so narrow-minded bro. Those are normally mideival RPG's. Gold is the currency during those times. These days, the US currency are dollars, British have pounds, Europeons have Euros, Asian countries have Yen. (Well, maybe just Japan) RP's are when players roleplay as their characters, deciding the fate of their character as well. If you want, I'll add a currency tab for you guys. (So you can make bets and stuff like that)

Name: Michael
Age: 47
Gender: M
Bio:
Alliance: UN
Rank: Warrant officer.
War front: Russia
Physical description: a blonde mohawk, 6'9" Has a sad look
Aircraft: Troop transport
Squadron:Molnyia
Personality: Impatant, Chatty, agressive
Other:

"And why would I have a metal string, comrade?" He asks in Russian.

Name: Alec Dimtri
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Bio: A kid with an obsession with avionics, Alec spent his whole life dreaming of being a pilot. Just before the main conflict broke out, he got his wish. He ranked up fast. Now he is ready for anything.
Alliance: UN
Rank: Senior Airmen
War front: Russia
Physical description: Short dirty blonde hair with grey eyes. He stands about 6'3". He's been trained in combat in the plane and basic survival skills if he ejects and lands in enemy territory.
Aircraft: Fighter
Squadron:Tigr
Personality: Alec is born for the air. He's quick witted and very fast to respond. Determination and luck aid him.

The Russian twitches and convulses. After what seems like an eternity, he finally lies still. A single security gaurd runs in. You quickly lower your weapon. He starts to say something. Then he realizes there are guys unconcious on the floor. Josef winces as he stands up. "Wha- what-?" The gaurd blubbers. He immediately reaches for his radio. "Code Black! I repeat, code Black!" He exclaims into it. You hear a loud intercom blasts on. "All visitors, please remain in your seats. We have a situation in the stadium. Lie down below your seat and cover your head. Security has been alerted and will escort all guests and players out of the stadium." Meanwhile, the hockey players from the Home team enter the room. "What the hell happened!?" The team leader exclaims. The gaurd points a pistol at you. "Wait! Alec just picked up the gun to save my life. The dead guy was going to shoot us with it." Josef explains. More security gaurds rush in.

Josef and you are taken to the nearest police station. Well, that was an understatement. A Spetnaz team came in to "escort" you to the police station. Josef says nothing on the ride to the station. Two heavily armed Spetnaz operatives escort you each. Even when you're in the bathroom! The gaurds tell you to sit in seats in a interrogation room. Number 2. Again, two operatives stay in the room with you. "Sit down. The detective will be here in an hour." Josef sits next to you. "I want my lawyer, dammit." "You'll get your lawyer in court, if it comes to that." The US judical constitution was adopted by European countries when Finbarr entered power. You're each cuffed to a different table. What do you do?

Holy procession. Am I being to focused on the specifics of how this crap works or what? I don't want to force things on you that you find boring.

Name:Jay Garfield
Age:27
Gender:male
Bio:Brother died in the mediterranean. Now I want To give the UN a piece of my mind
Alliance:US
Rank:Captain
War front: Mediterranean
Physical description:6'4, Slight tan, Brown hair, Gray eyes
Aircraft:Fighter
Squadron:Outlaw
Personality:quick,harsh,unrelenting
Other:

When you pull up (or down) the Euro is still on your tail. You're lucky he doesn't have alot of experiance.

Cardi, planes aren't painfully slow when it comes to turning. And rookie pilots know you're not supposed to sit there while some guy tries to get on your tail. Remember, dunking helps you do rolls, get behind targets while they're close, and turning faster in general. (Dunking is basically slowing down)

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Name:Jay Garfield
Age:27
Gender:male
Bio:Brother died in the mediterranean. Now I want To give the UN a piece of my mind
Alliance:US
Rank:Captain
War front: Mediterranean
Physical description:6'4, Slight tan, Brown hair, Gray eyes
Aircraft:Fighter
Squadron:Outlaw
Personality:quick,harsh,unrelenting
Other:

I turn quickly then slow down substantially letting him pass.

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