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  1. Real life picture Thread

    Maryville, Tennessee
  2. Real life picture Thread

    Decided because I'm new and with @Nathan Osbourne's idea I'd post some stuff. Show off my luscious locks and adventures. A trip with some friends to get some pictures. The place is an old firewatch tower in the mountains. and yours truly.. I don't look into the camera for dramatic effect.
  3. Tortuga Trading Market Discussion

    Got to check it out yesterday and again in more detail today. Adds a good element of RP and makes Tortuga a more desirable town to be in as well as find items you need without having to constantly search. Maybe less tents and adding something like loot runs of sorts to build up stock on certain items.
  4. @Nathan Osbourne- Always some bomb RP fam, appreciate involving my new character in the deep inner workings of Tortuga. Also to the Black Fangs as allowing me to lurk in the teamspeak and help out some, also now being known as "Cancer Bag". Thanks to specifically: @Boston- Hearing you scream "Tortuga State Police!" had he rolling.. your comments are golden. @Puncture- That drag race was something else.. especially after you crashed. Witnessing you chase panda was fantastic. @Mr.Panda- Drunk RP was 12/10, especially the flash bang incident. @Jango- Great RP being a morphine addict, watching Nathan and Panda lure you with morphine was a sight to behold. @Eagle- Thanks for allowing me to hop into the teamspeak, looking forward to RP with ya'll again!
  5. Asher Mctavish

    https://i.imgur.com/KPP13sv.png Asher was born into a middle class family in Chattanooga, Tennessee. He had a very normal upbringing that involved lots of outdoor activities including, hunting, fishing and hiking. Most of this was done with his father and younger brother and this helped him learn useful skills that would be good for his future. As he was going through High school he was asked what he was going to do after graduating but he never could really answer that question because he wasn't quite sure. He wanted to join the Marines but at the same time couldn't decide between that and getting a College education. After looking into it he finally decided that he was going to do both and become an officer. Before starting college he went to a recruiter who mentioned he could take Platoon Leader Classes during the summers while still in college and after completing his degree and finishing the classes he would be able to join as a 2nd Lieutenant. He decided after graduation to join the Marine Corps. it all felt like a dream to him. Serving his country and helping defend the people he cared about and loved was something he wanted to do sense he was a young kid and now he finally had the chance to do so. He decided to attend The college of Southern Maryland to get a bachelors in Criminal Justice and a minor in Psychology. While attending college he was focused on getting his degree to become an officer and help lead his fellow marines into battle. The first summer hit and he was off for a six week course at Quantico, Virginia. During those six weeks he attended classes, ate, slept and lived with 300 other people all trying to do the same thing he was. He thought it was a piece of cake compared to how he made it sound in his head and excelled through the course, earning great grades and quickly rising to be top of his class and well known. This led him to finish the first six week course with flying colors and head back home before the summer ended to spend time with his family.After leaving his family to return back to school and finish his degree he felt for focused than ever, spending time to study and do homework rather than go out with the few friends he had made there. This lead to him getting great grades and knowing that his goal was slowly coming into reach he was more excited than ever. After finally finishing his Bachelors degree and finishing the last set of tests up he was finally awarded the 2nd Lieutenant rank and was able to serve his country. https://i.imgur.com/AqNpeK7.png After accomplishing his dream he spent a nine months in South Korea earning experience in running platoons and helping polish his leadership skills. Nine months later he came back to the states and decided that he wanted to try out for Force Recon as he wanted to get more nitty gritty and go out in the field. This led him to three months of a grueling training, even though he felt like he was physically fit enough for it he kept questioning if he could make it. During one point where they had to swim in the ocean then run on land for five laps at two thousand yards in total he was thinking maybe he couldn't do it.. but he knew it was all a mental battle, not physical. Knowing at the end of it he would be able to strengthen his mind and body he was even more determined to finish and be able to call himself a Force Recon solider. Three months later after finishing the final test, which was to carry a dummy up a steep incline through tear gas he took those final steps down and pouring water on his face he smiled through it because he completed something that at first he thought he couldn't but now he knows he can do anything if he puts his mind to it. What he didn't know was that months later he'd be in his first combat deployment when the US decided to invade Afghanistan. During his first combat mission he knew that he was made for this when his adrenaline started to pump as he heard the crack of bullets flying by, but as a Marine his job wasn't to be scared.. but to fight and defend others. He spent a whole year during his first deployment before coming back home, bruised, tired and slightly shaken. He didn't expect to witness the things he did but he knew he was to continue to do it and knew it was for the better of everyone if he was to continue this journey. He spent five months at home before being re-deployed to a smaller village where a nearby small army base was. His job was to lead his team to help become friends with the village so the US could have ties and get information about what was occurring in the area. During this time he spent there he tried hard to become friends with the village elders and gain the trust of the people, but at the end it became a lost cause. They went on a nighttime mission to end a group of fighters that were meeting in a nearby flower shop, as they made entry Asher was grazed by a bullet in the side right under where his plate carrier covered. He was drug out by a fellow teammate and patched up before they finished clearing out the flower shop, capturing two fighters while killing the rest. After this mission he was taken out and on a leave to see family at home, while there he met a women named Laura who he struck up a relationship with but had to sadly leave months later for his biggest mission. Asher was deployed on his 3rd tour doing Operation Enduring Freedom with 2nd Reconnaissance Battalion Bravo Company. This would turn out to be the one mission that would change his entire life. During his last mission he started to get a better idea of what was going on in these countries, the problems with people.. even children being causalities of war. During a routine mission he was patrolling an area in a small house when he turned the corner behind a teammate and a bomb had went off. Leaving him deaf in one ear, sore and thrown against a wall he slowly got up to regain himself when he noticed he was bleeding from head.. hit by shrapnel. He and his team started to double back when they were ambushed and as the sun was setting he knew they had to get out of there. Under heavy fire he ran into a nearby building and put up position as he shot enemies. When they finally had escaped and got back to the base he was sore, bleeding and frazzled from the incident but knew he had to keep himself together.. that was his job. Before he left he was promoted for the last time in his career in the Marines to an O-3 (Captain) and soon after left to head home. https://i.imgur.com/GY2a67A.jpg https://i.imgur.com/9hzOJYy.png After returning home he got a phone call stating that he would be able to leave the marines if he would like to and as Asher stood there tapping his foot he told them he would like that. Asher developed a sort of hatred for people that came from the war, all the things he had seen had soon shaped him into someone he never thought he would be... bitter. Over several years he would work Military Security jobs to get his mind off of it but it just grew worse and worse. After finally making a choice to leave Security jobs because being afraid of what he would do he decided to finally go somewhere his friend had told him about that may be able to offer him a job with his set of skills... Chernarus. After thinking it over he finally decided to book a ticket a go. Finally arriving there after what felt like forever in a plane he got up, stretched his back and slowly got off the plane. Upon exiting he was met by a man who told him that his skills with arms and knowledge would be very useful to people he was training. Asher gave a slight chuckle and told the man he would be willing to do so.. If the money was right of course. That's why he was there. The money. Money had become a huge part of Asher's focus over the years as he had given up the morals and values taught to him in the military. "Why do all of this if the outcome isn't worth it?" He'd ask himself. A month passes by before he wakes up one morning to panicked screams and banging, he rolls over and grabs his 1911 out of his bag and opens the door slowly to find a man bent over a small women "HEY!" He yells as the man slowly turns around, a distant look in his eyes and blood covering his face he snarls at Asher. Asher takes a step back, cocking his head and not knowing what to do he fires, once, twice.. both shots hit the mans head and he drops. Asher looks around before seeing blood almost paining the walls; "What the fuck..." is all he has time to think about before he hears more snarling coming from the stairs. He runs into his room, grabbing the M4 he had on the table and pointing it at the door just before it's broken down. All that is heard is gunfire as the people drop as they enter. Asher sets the M4 down before drawing his 1911 again and creepy forward to examine the bodies.. three center mass and one to the head.. all of them are dead. He turns to check the halls before rushing back into his room, throwing the M4, ammo, a radio, food, water and supplies he had lying around into his bag. He throws his M4 over his shoulder and draws his 1911.. ready but not expecting what could be next.
  6. @Nathan Osbourne Ayyyyeeee, I gotchu fam. Had a great time through it all, and of course I've gotta be calm one when you're sweaty and freaking out. @Keira Sure thing! Nice getting to rp with you again, you've got quite the effect on Nathan.
  7. Miles Crocker

    Miles was born in Seoul, South Korea and raised by a stay at home mother and Air Force father. During his childhood he moved around frequently because of his father's position in the military. Because of this he got to experience a lot of the world; Australia, France, Italy, Guam, Portugal, Norway, Spain, U.K. and more. This gave him the upper hand in many aspects of his life because as he got older he started to learn the languages of the places he was living in, no matter where it was.. even after they left. Their father was particularly strict on Miles as he was the oldest and had to take on the most responsibility. Over time as him as his younger brother grew older their father became more and more strict. This led to them at young ages taking multiple forms of martial arts including Taekwondo, Muay Thai, Jujutsu, Judo and Krav Maga. Eventually this turned into resentment for his father.. he never gave them words of encouragement but that he "Isn't ever going 100%" and that he "Needs to stop being a huge bitch and do what he has to". There was one thing that he always did though when he could get away from his father and that turned into his escape. Fishing, boats, anything involving the sea became calming to him and he loved it more than anything and stuck to it whenever he had the chance. After his fathers retirement from the Air Force they moved back to the states to Jacksonville, North Carolina where Miles finished High School and stayed to support his younger brother. During this time Miles started to work as a deckhand on boats and over time jumping from boat to boat found a position on one called 𝐴 𝑆𝑖𝑙𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑀𝑒𝑠𝑠 where what they did wasn't just normal fishing. He soon found out it was a band of smugglers who take goods from all over and deliver to specific clients. At this time Miles fell like he found something that worked for him.. he could support himself well, and maybe even help his brother more. One night he came from after a long day and had a huge argument with his father and after getting into a massive fight he left home. He ends up taking his car and everything else he owns up to a small town in Maine setting up for what he feels like is his new life. While there he perfects the job of smuggling, dealing with higher end clients and even adding onto it by getting better at scuba diving, car and boat mechanics, weapons and of course cooking. After years of doing this he lives on his boat and continues his job, staying as low-key as possible until he gets an offer for a huge job that would take him farther than he thought he would have to go. The letter sitting on a table in his boat read that he would be taking the briefcase and small leather satchel over to a place called Chernarus. After his last day in the town he had a few drinks, ate some good food and set into bed he was awoken to a sound on his boat. He shot up out of bed grabbing the glock that sat in his nightstand and crept up the back stairs on his boat to the deck were a man wearing a black wool trench coat and large brimmed at was sitting. The man turned to him before saying "I hope you accepted the Chernarus job, the pay is... well I say it's quite good. Do you think so to Mr.Crocker?" Miles was puzzled before putting the gun in his waistband and responding with a puzzled look and "I'm sure the pay is good.. I did take it, why are you here?" The man go up and adjusted the suit beneath his coat and as he walked off threw his hand up in a Goodbye type way. After returning to sleep even more confused than he thought he was going to be he finally fell asleep. Waking up in the morning he set off on his boat for Chernarus to deliver whatever was in those items. After some time stopping by neighboring countries and refueling, getting food and taking breaks every now and then he finally notices that he gets closer and closer to what he feels like is the location he needs to get to. He decides to park his ship and hide it on an island that is nearby, later knowing it to be as Skalisky island. He gets off with his backpack, a glock in his waistband, some other miscellaneous items and tucks an M4 under a tarp in the inflatable boat that he uses to cross the waters to get to the island. As he gets closer he hears more and more noises not too sure what they are get positions himself to grab his M4 if need be. As hits land he puts the M4 in a carrying bag and slings it over his shoulder, grabbing his bag with the packages and sets off to find the place. After some time roaming through areas that he noticed as abandoned he asks himself what could be going on? It's like a ghost town.. until he moves into a forest to follow a dirt road and sees a man standing in the road. He stops for a moment pondering what to do before yelling in English.. after that doesn't work he tries two Russian dialects and right as he takes another step the man turns around covered in blood, a type of nothingness in his eyes. Miles takes a step back and pulls the glock from his wasteband as the man charges at him with an eye piercing screech. Miles stands his ground and fires two shots hitting the man twice in the head and dropping him in his tracks. As Miles goes forward to inspect the man he hears more screeching and turns to see where from as he notices four more running to his direction from the side of him. He takes off in a sprint up the hill and into the forest. He continues at full speed, knocking branches out of the way until he starts downhill and slips on a rock taking a tumble down and down. After some time he wakes up and looks around, seeing his backpack on his back still, his M4 bag down the hill and his glock further to the right. He leans against the tree and rubs his head, sighing and mumbling "What the fuck is this place...".
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    I feel like I've seen you somewhere before... but where?