Entire Roster is babies! (Open RP)

The rain had never ceased here. The old sawmill creaked with every step, the buzzsaws still whirred despite there being no-one who knew how to use them anymore, and the odd gunshot echoed throughout the canyon.

Soaked to the bone, Adrian sought shelter in a nearby barn. Her bright blue T-shirt stained with the occasional blood splatter and her trusty aluminum bat shone red when the lightning struck. A quick sip of cola later and she was off, fast as she could towards the next shelter. Then she heard the sound, a faint hiss a puff of smoke, a shiver sent up her spine. Adrian spun around quickly, swinging he bat with as much force as she could muster, a satisfying "clunk" as a man wearing a red suit fell to the ground, his teeth scattered in the mud. A moment to search the body was all it took to go horribly wrong

[size=150:2q5birib]*BANG*

You were killed by ll cow J
ll cow J has the "Point and Click" level 1 sniper rifle.

You will respawn in 12 seconds

"WHAT? HE WAS THE OTHER SIDE OF A WALL! HAX!"

(OOC: Ooh, Team Fortress 2? Can I join? ^^)

Somewhere nearby, the girl called Ort snickered.

The gothloli kawaii was killing time by playing a LAN FPS game. "This time for the world," she had chuckled out the Bond One-Liner (trademark) to herself.

She found 'camping' to her liking, having been Cerbera's stalker for so long. But now it was time to move, as her opponent would certainly swarm over her current hiding spot.

The sniper known by the handle of "II cow J" (it was a randomly-generated name; Ort would have personally picked another name, but she didn't mind) slipped from the wall and flitted off in search of a new home- and new prey.

(OOC: it's open to everyone, go ahead " title="Smile" />)

Perhaps a different approach was needed, she couldn't have been looking for an ammo drop for long, so whoever this sniper was, he or she was good. But to test whether it was a lucky first timer or someone who had been playing for a long time. Time for a bit of sublty that the Scout did not allow for. A few button presses later and now her sawn off shotgun was replaced with a revolver, her can of cola replaced with an elctro sapper, a knife instead of a bat and a disguise kit. "Perfect" She said to herself, disguisng herself as an enemy soldier, she headed out of the respawn. "Let's see you try getting out of this, camper." She said to herself.

Ort smiled as she imagined her Aussie-accented, cowboy hat-wearing, sniper rifle-toting virtual avatar skipping along to her humming as best as the game engine allowed. She found what appeared to be a nice spot, secluded and all, and settled down, sights set on a clearing. "Come into my lair, said the spider to the fly..."

It was a brisk walk, no enemies around, what was the harm in running in an open field disguised as a member of her own team with a helmet, a pick axe, a rocket launch-

[size=150:8fk81kb8]*BANG*

The body of a soldier flew away, part one of her plan of revenge against Anglo/Australian jerks with sniper rifles had worked, her avatar's pocket watch rendered her invisible and presumed dead, and now a quick disguise change. Knife drawn she drew closer to her pray.

"Boom, headshot, I think, is the term," Ort told herself after her latest kill. She decided to hang around this nice little place a little longer. Always before, she'd skipped off to a new camping ground to avoid attack, but being predictable was dangerous. So her avatar remained settled, zooming in and out of the scope as the long barrel swept from opening to opening.

"Heh, heh. Sucker." She murmerd to herself, now way behind the sniper's view. Disguised as an enemy scout she creeped up to the sniper that had caused her that little annoyance, it was petty as all hell, but if it worked, he'd be face down in the dirt and her class would be flicking a ciggarette onto the corpse.

"Boo."

"Mmm? What's this?"

You were killed by virtuous_mission

Indeed Ort's virtual avatar lay dead. The last shot of her position showed a Scout class on her own side with his baseball bat out.

But there was no friendly fire in this game. Therefore, it could only be one thing.

"Clever girl..."

"Heh, that'll teach you to shoot people you don't know in the head." Adrian chuckled to herself, quickly re-applying her disguise and heading underground, into the secret complex. Amongst all the whiring machines and flooded offices her prize would be waiting there for her.

Ort hummed a little ditty to herself while waiting for her character to respawn. Once her Aussie avatar was up and running anew, she had him pull out what Crocodile Dundee would have proudly called "a knife".

"Chop, chop," she giggled as she sent the Sniper trotting off. As she passed a returning ally, she hacked at him. Receiving blistering curses in turn, she reminded herself that that Soldier was really who he was.

"Now, where are you?"