Alien Invasion (Never too late to join(: )

This is my first attempt at an RP, it is inspired by the upcomming movie "Battle for Los Angeles" comming out March 11th 2011

On January 13th, 2013, the Aliens declared their war against humanity. In a matter of hours the Alien warships desended on every major city across the globe. 17 million people were killed in a matter of hours. The UN was quick to respond, sending out troops to battle these invaders, but they are fighting a war they cannot win. The aliens are phisically sronger, faster and tougher than the humans. They wield weapons far more advanced than ours.

This RP will take place in Los Angeles (And area)two weeks after the Invasion. The human race is on the brink of extinction. The millitary is still fighting off the aliens, but hope is all but lost. The city of LA is in ruins, it is a war torn battlefield. Soldiers and Alien warriors fight it out in the streets while civillians are caught in the middle, trying to survive.

BIO SHEET:

Name:
Character Name:
Gender:
Height:
Weight:
Age:
Hair style:
Hair color:
Clothing:
Weapons (If any):
Civillian or Soldier?:
Personality:
History:

People in this RP: Eljordo, Mercy Thompson,Faith Wynters, Mireya, Angel Love, Lupus, Skye


Soldiers: Eljordo, Angel Love (Former)

Civillians: Angel Love (Current), Mercy Thompson, Faith Wynters, Mireya, Lupus, Skye

I can kill something? Cool. I'm in

Welcome Mercy

Name: Mercedes [Mercy] Thompson
Nickname: Mercenary [Given to me by May], Magic [Given by Bianca], The G [Faith], Muffin Man Killer [Nate], Muffin [Cuppycake!]
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Pansexual
Looks: intense forest green eyes long eyelashes. Sun kissed brown hair, edgy and pin straight, comes a little past my shoulders, parted to side and side bangs.
Make Up: intense black eyeliner and mascara.
Body Type: Curvy, thin. Hourglass; hides it under sweatshirts mostly. Toned nicely due to swimming and other sports
Clothes: low cut black tank top. Worn low slung jeans with a tear in the right knee. A slightly over sized black hoodie. [ http://www.polyvore.com/normal_outfit/set?id=20815744 ]
Jewelry: Necklace with symbol for chaos on it. 3 rings, one on left ring finger. 2 on right hand, one on thumb one on the ring finger. Cartilage piercing with a small silver hoop and two small regular piercings [black studs].
Height/Weight: 5’5 + 117 pounds

Background/About Me: I grew up with just my mom because my parents divorced when I was 6 months old. I have a half brother from when my dad remarried and his name is Nicco, he's three. I don't trust people easily but I'm an easy person to trust. I sing, play guitar write poems/stories and such. I'm crazy, loud, fun, daring, and unpredictable. I dislike shopping, but I love getting new clothes. Music is my passion. I'm kind of a hippie. I’m very blunt about things, if I don't like you you'll know almost immediatly.

Sports: Running from aliens. Ermm... Duh?
Weapons: Two guns, two daggers, baseball bat. Whatever I can find.

Name: Eljordo
Character Name: Jordan
Gender: Male
Height: 5'11
Weight: 170lbs
Age: 24
Hair style: Very short mohawk
Hair color: brown
Clothing: Millitary outfit
Weapons (If any): M-16 Rifle, Combat knife
Civillian or Soldier?: Soldier (Sergeant rank)
Personality: Natural born leader, straight forward. If he has somthing on his mind he will tell you
History: Jordan was born and raised in New York, he enlisted in the millitary at age 18. He served in Afghanistan for 6 years. When the aliens invaded he was restationed in LA, he is currently there fighting the aliens

I'd like to join.... I'm going to use my zombie bio, just. Edited a bit'


Name: Faith Elizabeth Wynters
Nicknames: Gir (Ara/Peepi/Lunar) Faithless (Zalgo/Kyle) FaithyWaithy (Hailey/ Hayday Parade) Faitherito (Ringo/) Faithykinss (Scarlett/Lettie) Faithers (Kakers/Jade) Feathers (Jade)Anorexic Badgermole (Vasilissa/Stripper) Winter (Joe/Adam) My Dearest (Mr.Twisty Loop Person) Snowflake (Bianca)
Age: Eighteen
Hair Color: Silver (Platinum)
Hair style: Scene (See below for picture)

Spoiler:

Eye color: Magenta
Eye Type: Anime Eyes
Facial Features: Faith has no distinguishing facial characteristics.
Tattoos of the face: None
Piercings of the face: Nose stud
Body Type: Skinny, stick-like. Had no visual muscles
Body Tattoos: A black broken heart on mid back
Body Piercings: Navel Peircing
Clothes
(Minus all the zombie stuff like survival guides ect.)
Personality: Shy, Not trustworthy ,caring at times, random, will push her luck, challenging ,and loud ,clumsy, random, some say normal, strong (Mentally) slightly Crazy
Sexuality: Bisexual
Gender Preference: Male
Status: Single O_O (We are in an alien WAR!)
Other: Human
Weapons (At the beginning of the rp): A wooden Baseball Bat, A Hunting knife, A pump action shotgun (8 shots)
Items on person: A Digital Camera, A Redbull, A twinkie, A journal for note taking
Hobbies: Faith has taken up photography during the war. She thought it would be damn nice to show her grandchildren the pictures after humans kick ass. She takes pictures of all survivors she has met, she also writes down a name, age, and other information. Any chance that she gets, she writes down actions, and other objects that occurred during the day.
Drives: Lime Green Corvette (The needle is on E though)

*hums "If I were a boy..."*
Name: Mireya
Character Name: Kael
Gender: male
Height: 5'11"
Weight:???
Age:???
Hair style: pin straight just past the nape of the neck
Hair color: jet black
Clothing: http://www.entertainmentpk.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/01/MensWear1.jpg center ensemble
Weapons (If any): .45
Civillian or Soldier?: civilian
Personality: pensive and knowledgeable; he hesitates too much, and his lack of communication skills tends to strain things...
History: Due to unknowable psychosomatic trauma, he will not speak. There's nothing physically wrong with his voice, but he just can't summon a single word to come out.

Name: Jessica (Angel Love)
Character Name: Angel
Gender: I got boobs. What do you think?
Height: 5’6
Weight: 135
Age: 22
Eye color: grey with a little hint of blue
Hair style: long wavy hair with bangs
Hair color: light brown, orange in sunlight.
Clothing: military outfit. Other times she wears brown cargos, a black spaghetti strap shirt and black Nikes.
Tattoos: a crescent with a little star on her left hip, angel wings covering her back
Weapons (If any): knife, sniper rifles,
Civilian or Soldier?: Civilian, left the army because she didn’t like to be bossed around.
Personality: quiet but yet loud, adventurous, random, keeps things to herself
History: parents passed away when she was little. Got into a lot of fights. Was sent to the military by her adopted parents. Turned out to be the best sniper out of her unit. Loves to do combat training and kick peoples ass. She took kick boxing, and karate after her parents death.

OOC: Wow, i wasnt really expecting this many people right off the bat We might as well start this up! BTW Still welcoming newcommers


BIC: Jordan led point first in his squad of five, they were doing their rutine partol. Rouble filled the city streets, aliens could be hiding anywhere in the wreckage. Dust flew into the air, It made him cough. Suddenly a loud bang filled his ears. A Blackhawk helicopter has been shot down by a flaming ball of plasma. The copter spun out of control and collided with a nearby building.

"Get into cover!" Jordan ordered his men. The soldiers all scattered into cover, behind cars, trucks, debris, anything. Ten alien warriors emerged from a building and began to open fire. Incomming plasma beams killed two soldiers.

"Open fire men!"Jordan barked. he raised his weapon and began to shoot.

Angel heard an explosion. She watched a helicopter fall down. Ten aliens appear out of nowhere. She got her sniper rifle ready. “Lets see who’s me first target” One of the alien killed to men with his plasma. Angel started to shoot it in the head. She stopped when she remember she killed on a little faster by shooting them at the side. She kept shooting until it fell down. “One down, nine to go” I always wanted to live like this. She said sarcastically. She keeps shooting.


ooc- I apologize if my first post isn’t good

"They're not even supposed to come for another year!"
"We must've missed the memo"
"I told you they were takin' my fucking cows Mergie, and see where it got you? Six feet under!"
"I miss you, Jack. Hope you find peace in heaven"
"There is no Heaven anymore!"

Faith read the wall in silence, a sigh on her lips as she stumbled over the ruble of the once-grand building. She had been scrounding for awhile now. Each time she went out she was afraid that death was at her doorstep. She took in a deep breath as she walked through the doorway into another roo, inwhich she would have to search under ruble to try and find food and water.

Anything she came across she called herself lucky. Most didn'th have food; it was rationed for the war or in no supply at all. She pulled at the rocks on the ground. She took in a deep breath as the sound of explosions and gunfire wracked at her ears.

I walk through the city streets, gun in hand, twirling it around my finger. I sift through the rubble and ash of the dirty old town.

I had come here for a wonderful fucking vacation but God knows we can't have that. Now no planes were going in or out of the city due to the alien controls.

A frustrated growl sinks under my tongue like acid and I sigh, gritting my teeth.

My family had been in the hotel when the aliens attacked it... Now I had no idea where they were. Not that it really meant much, the only thing I was worried about was getting my brother, Nicco, back. I didnt care for my dad, or his slut-of-a-girlfriend for that matter.

Jordan continued to shoot when a Girl caught the corner of his eye. She shot down one of them with a sniper rifle, but she looked civillian.

"Weve got Civies on the field! watch your fire!"

Jordan shot down another alien, but they kept up the heat. Suddenly, the unthinkable. An Alien Hover tank rolled around the corner. It fired its plasma cannon, killing 2 more soldiers, leaving only 1 soldier, Jordan and this Civillian.

"Fall back!" jordan barked. The remaining soldier began to fall back, but when he lept from cover he was met with a headshot from an alien plasma rifle. Jordan jumped from cover and charged at the civillian.

"Come on! We gotta go!"

ooc: El, would you mind stating who's a civilian and who's military in the posty up there? It would make things much clearer for me.

Also, remember all. I'm a guy in this one.

bic: Kael clutched his gun close to his chest as he heard the movement, the heavy lumbering footsteps. He would have to move. There was no way he could handle more than one of them, even with his gun and especially with his very limited supply of ammo. It was alright. This crumbling hovel wasn't much. He'd tapped the food supply since the day before, but he would have to move quickly. He grabbed a brick at his feet and watched the shadows in the collapsed doorway. He tossed it, making a clatter in the opposite direction.

The aliens, hideous in form, swarmed it. There were three of them, all baring their strange arms. Kael wasted no time and dashed out of the house into the street. He was in the open, and very much aware. He went out of his way to keep to the ruble, and prayed that he was not seen by anybody.

There was a big commotion a few blocks ahead, and some tank comes up and open fires. I curiously run forward towards the open firing. I see a male soilder and a girl running forward it, away from the tank.

I raise an eyebrow,examining the alien tank and check the number on the side. I quickly realize it was the one that had taken my brother and I dart forward towards the tank.

"Hey bastards--" I was cut off as a few back up soilders grab me by the shoulders and yank me back.

"Miss, you're going to have to leave the perimeter." They say and I whip around, throwing them off my shoulders.

"They have my brother." I say coldly.

"Miss, please, get out of here."

A shot is blasted from the tank and they pull yank me out of the way and behind the remains of a building.

"Who do you think you are!" I growled angrily, struggling to get away from them.

Angel kept shooting. A Hover tank rolled around the corner. It fired a plasma ball killing two more soldiers. She felt bad for the soldier who died trying to retrieve. Angel hid her dog tag. The last remaining soldier jumped from his cover and charged at her. She grabbed her bag and gun then started to run. “Lets hope I made these bombs right” She said mostly to herself. She pulled out a homemade detonator. “Let’s see some fireworks!” Angel said smiling. She waited for them to far away from the hidden bombs. Angel hit’s the button. Buildings started to explode. The modeling agency collapsed. It brought down the hover tank “We better find a place to hide and fast. That won’t keep it down for long”

I quickly kneel down as a few homemade bombs darken the sky for a few moments and debris falls from the modeling agency. I took the chance to run up to the hover craft.

This was my chance. The thing I wanted most was my brother was still alive and well... Hopefully...

Jordan ran to aid the civillian when suddenly the buildings exploded around them. Jordan was thrown back. When he lifted his head he saw that the hover tank laid in ruins, and the remaining aliens retreating. He got back up on his feet to see the civillian infront of him. "we better find a place to hide fast" she said.

"Thank you for the assist, but we dont want civillians running into harms way. Follow me and Ill escort you to the base."

Angel looks at him “I’m not going anywhere” She looks over at the hover tank. She watches someone jump on it. “What is she doing? She’s crazy,” Angel whispers to herself. She turns back to him “So what is your specialty?” Angel looks at his tag. The girl most f lost someone one important to be getting in one of those things. Angel hopes she gets out okay so she can tell her how crazy she is to be doing what’s she’s doing. Angel walks towards a car and started to hotwire it. “Listen you can go. I have a little group hiding about a mile from here. Taking them somewhere safe would you” she starts to walk.

Jordan just looks at the Civillian.

"I am Sergeant Jordan Battenfelder, Im just a frontline soldier to boot. I still must insist You get behind the LA quarantine, youll be safe back there... For now."

She just ignored him and began to hotwire a car. She explained about her group.

"Of coarse I will, can i get names, Descript..." He stoped himself when he saw another civillian climbing on the Grav Tank.

"Get off of there now!" Jordan rushed over to her

My breath left my lungs, and I felt a weight at the bottom of my stomach. I feel the hot tears sting my eyes as I look at my little brother's body crushed in the rubble and the remains of the hover tank. My shakey hands go to grab for Nicco but then I get stopped by someone screaming and coming over to me.

I turn to the man, "What do you want?" I ask sternly, my lip quivers slightly and I try to keep it under control. I push my chin up a bit, and flick the bangs out of my eyes, popping my hip to one side.

Just keep it under control, Mercy. I think to myself, trying to calm down.

Jordan was shocked by her response, but she was in danger. Plasma began to leak out of the back of the tank. Oh no.

"Its gonna blow!!" Jordan pulled her from the tank and threw her behind a car, he followed. The Tank exploded in i firey storm.

Angel looks at him “There’s at least ten maybe more. Less then twenty for sure. Four little kids. Two of each gender…“she stops when he runs. “Because I’m a scary person,” she sighs. She hears what he says. Angel covers her ears. She looks at the girl “Did you find what you wanted?” You crazy girl. She looks at the fire. “We need to go and now. Before more arrives.” she gets in the car. “Get in”

Kael's mouth twisted in a soundless scream as the bombs went off seemingly all around him. He knew he was not safe, but he didn't know where to go. He dodged falling mortar and debris as he darted out of another building and right back into the open. He looked around trying and failing to get a better grasp of where he was. He was disoriented as he tried to make his way through the smoke and dust cluttering his vision and making his eyes water.

He coughed on the noxious fumes, keeping his red eyes trained on the aliens. They were as preoccupied by the chaos as he. He clung to the wreckage trying desperately to make his way to the armed forces, and perhaps some chance of protection.

I was violently thrown to the side by the soilder and I quickly let out a growl.

Tears fell silently from my eyes, "Nicco.." I say quietly as the rushing winds passed through from the explosion. My hair fell into my face and I dropped to my knees, the cool ground scraping my bare knees due to the tears in my jeans. I pound my fist onto the ground.

"No... No no no..." I shake my head, trying to keep my tears to a minimum.