You were a simple man/woman working in your job station.Your boss,he walked up."You,you aren't making me enough money!" You know whats coming next,so you beg."Beg for your ****ing job,your fired" You were set in rage...a deep rage.You wanted to kill ANY one in your path.You look in the closet of your house,"dads old hunting rifle!" First man down will be your boss.
In this game is small amounts of cussing But large amounts of violence and gore.
Name: Age: Gender: Old job: Rep:0 Honor: -------------------------------------- Current relation:single (they will help you assassinate) Allies:none Enemies:your old boss
Name: Riley "Ghost" Age: 25 Gender: Male Old Job: S.A.G.(Specialized Assassination Group) Reputation: 0 Honor: 0 Current Weapon: Old Hunting Rifle Inventory (bag): Inventory (Closet): Clothing -------------------------------------- Current Relation: Allies: Enemies: Old Boss
XD sag? saggy!!!
You walk home,thinking about his soon death.
Im thinking about making this like Clear Vision and be able to take jobs.
Name: Riley "Ghost" Age: 25 Gender: Male Old Job: S.W.A.G.(Specialized White Assassination Group) Reputation: 0 Honor: 0 Current Weapon: Old Hunting Rifle Inventory (bag): Inventory (Closet): Clothing -------------------------------------- Current Relation: Allies: Enemies: Old Boss
Better? I only assassinate whities. XD Not to be racist, I just put it so it don't sound like saggy. :P
I plan to assassinate him in a building. Captain Price plan was to talk to the president in a roofless top at 5:00 PM Sunday, August 16, 2089. Today is saturday and I plan my assassination with thought.
Name: Riley "Ghost" Age: 25 Gender: Male Old Job: S.W.A.G.(Specialized White Assassination Group) Reputation: 0 Honor: 0 Current Weapon: Old Hunting Rifle Inventory (bag): Inventory (Closet): Clothing -------------------------------------- Current Relation: Allies: Enemies: Old Boss
you notice a stand on the riffle BOoYAA you see a bar,a park,and a club and swag?
Name: Riley "Ghost" Age: 25 Gender: Male Old Job: S.A.T. (Specialized Assassination Team) Reputation: 0 Honor: 0 Current Weapon: Old Hunting Rifle Inventory (bag): Inventory (Closet): Clothing -------------------------------------- Current Relation: Allies: Enemies: Old Boss
Lol. I'll change it. :P
I go to the club and drink some vodka. I say to the bartender that back in Russia, he would always drink vodka with his friends.
Name: Riley "Ghost" Age: 25 Gender: Male Old Job: S.A.T. (Specialized Assassination Team) Reputation: 0 Honor: 0 Current Weapon: Old Hunting Rifle Inventory (bag): Inventory (Closet): Clothing -------------------------------------- Current Relation: Allies: Enemies: Old Boss
This is a RPG not an RP but fine. he says "back in Germany,the Nazi's didnt let us drink,per my great great great grandpa."
Name: Riley "Ghost" Age: 25 Gender: Male Old Job: S.A.T. (Specialized Assassination Team) Reputation: 0 Honor: 0 Current Weapon: Old Hunting Rifle Inventory (bag): Inventory (Closet): Clothing -------------------------------------- Current Relation: Allies: Enemies: Old Boss
I know it's and RPG... >.>
"Wow. Germany must have been rough. In Russia, they would slay women if they didn't do what the husbands ask. I didn't like that, so I came here to America and have been in a special team that assassinated what the president wanted." I get my last shot of vodka and head towards the building. It's 4:45 in the morning and I gather my things and set my stuff in a room and plant my rifle on the target site.
Name: Riley "Ghost" Age: 25 Gender: Male Old Job: S.A.T. (Specialized Assassination Team) Reputation: 0 Honor: 0 Current Weapon: Old Hunting Rifle Inventory (bag): Inventory (Closet): Clothing -------------------------------------- Current Relation: Allies: Enemies: Old Boss
Name: Riley "Ghost" Age: 25 Gender: Male Old Job: S.A.T. (Specialized Assassination Team) Reputation: 0 Honor: 0 Current Weapon: Old Hunting Rifle Inventory (bag): Inventory (Closet): Clothing -------------------------------------- Current Relation: Allies: Enemies: Old Boss
I kiss the bullet and say "For America and Russia". I load my bullet and clear my zoom towards his head. "Take this you a**hole!" I pull the trigger and his head pops off! I see the president getting cover and his bodyguards saw where the bullet came from. They take out there SMG and start shooting towards I duck and cover and crawl to the door. I run out towards the back end of the building and run the hell out of my life.
Name: Riley "Ghost" Age: 25 Gender: Male Old Job: S.A.T. (Specialized Assassination Team) Reputation: 3- Honor: 4- Current Weapon: Old Hunting Rifle Inventory (bag): Inventory (Closet): Clothing -------------------------------------- Current Relation: Allies: Enemies: Old Boss
no,they didnt see where it came from,they feel his puls,and call 911. your safe
Name: Riley "Ghost" Age: 25 Gender: Male Old Job: S.A.T. (Specialized Assassination Team) Reputation: 3- Honor: 4- Current Weapon: Old Hunting Rifle Inventory (bag): Inventory (Closet): Clothing -------------------------------------- Current Relation: Allies: Enemies: Old Boss
At least let other people do some part of the RPG...
I walk out of the building with a smile and go to the gun shop and purchase some bullets. I see some guns I'm thinking to buy.
Name: Riley "Ghost" Age: 25 Gender: Male Old Job: S.A.T. (Specialized Assassination Team) Reputation: 3- Honor: 4- Current Weapon: Old Hunting Rifle Inventory (bag): Inventory (Closet): Clothing -------------------------------------- Current Relation: Allies: Enemies: Old Boss
I see a titanium desert eagle and I ask the gun owner if I can see it.
