Ghost Recon: Breakpoint

As it says above, this’ll be an AU, in which there is no ‘Nomad’ (main character, cause he/she died in the heli crash, cause it’s an AU) Walker is still the main bad guy. Yada yada ya.


Helicopter crash
something about swarm drones
uh…
you manage to survey said helicopter crash…

idk. (I’ll add links to the GR:B intro, so Yk what I mean by heli crash and swarm drones, for those who haven’t played breakpoint)

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GHOST RECON
BREAKPOINT
INTRO VID

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CHARACTER TEMPLATE

Name:
Age:
Specialisation: (class type. So medic, assault, sniper, etc)
Military type: (PMC, SAS, US army, idk head empty. no thought)
Description: (Looks & outfit)
Weapons: (depend on your class type ofc)
Gear: (grenades, mags, medkits, etc)
Backstory: (self explanatory)

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Cast sheet:
- Myself - (Ghost) Gabbi “Fox 1-6” Walker /
(Main bad guy) Cole D Walker (Wolves leader)

(yes I’m going to play both myself and the
main bad guy, as well as any certain named
NPCs if necessary)

- Cariciok - John “JJ” James

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Just reserve a slot Below if you’re interested in joining this tactical shooter RP based off a certain game.

Name: Gabbi Walker “Fox 1-6”

Age: 27

Specialisation: Field Medic

Military Type: British SAS / Ghost: Permanent Leader, with nomad being KIA

Description:
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- 5’6”
- Mid Length brown hair tied into a bun
- Skinny, yet somewhat physically fit
- Heterochromic - Left eye: Bright Blue / Right eye: Hazel Brown
- Bottom half of her face is usually masked by a thin purple mask. (Currently ripped, so obvious signs of cuts on it)
- Notable scar on her left cheek (due to small knife wound years ago)

Weapons:
- M4A1 Custom
- USP Tactical

Gear:
- 6 Spare M4 Magazines
- 12 USP Magazines
- Medical Scout Drone
- 2 Flashbang Grenades
- Singular Mk.II Frag grenade
- A small box of bandages and various assorted meds
- Most of her med items were lost with her bag, when the heli crashed.

Backstory:
most of her past has been bricked up or hidden away, so not much is known about her, but a few things have been spoken about, and that she’s merciful in most cases, due to (/@;+}$\=<

many people underestimate her determination to her own survival and the dedication to the survival of her own teammates.
“Nobody’s gonna be left behind… not if I can help it…”

I'll play.

Character Sheet
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Character Name - John "JJ" James

Age:31

Specialisation: Medic/Explosive Ordinance Disposal Diver

Military type: Currently an Army Special Forces Medic

Description: JJ is moderate height, standing at 5 foot 11 inches. He looks more like a Fitness Model, than a soldier, with great blonde hair, blue eyes, and a mole under his right eye that adds to his charm and looks rather than takes away. He tends to have a smile on his face majority of the time. When on mission he always dons only all black tactical gear and looks like more like Rambo than a medic.

Weapons: M14 with 6 Extended Mags holding 32 rounds each. Standard 9mm handgun with 6 magazines holding 15 rounds each. 2x Flashbangs and 2x Shrapnel Grenades

Gear: 6x Morphine Injections/Several Field Dressings/4x Quick Tourniquets/Standard Issue Army Medkit, including tape, bandaids, ointment, mini IV bag with medical needles, various sized airway devices, tylenol, stethoscope, blood pressure cuff, pulse oximeter, otoscope, ophthalmoscope, and thermometer etc

Backstory: JJ Spent 7 Years as USN EOD Diver, before going "Blue to Green" and joining the Army as a Medic, where he has been serving for 5 years currently, shortly after witnessing the death of a dear friend he thought he could save.

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(BUMP! EDITED POST!!)
(sorry it took me a little while, that’s my bad)

“F-ck…sh~ sh-t…”
Gabs slowly regains consciousness.
the sound of a car can be heard as
a small group of men thud from the
vehicle as they pile out.

Gabbi quickly takes her gun from its holster,
breathing heavily and trying to ignore the
throbbing headache, as she takes aim at one
of the armed people.

“Come on… comb the wreckage for survivors.
You see any movement, you kill em. Then we
move on and regroup with the others at the
other helicopters…”
The soldier sighs and turns around, aiming at the
burning helicopter

“f**k… no mercy this time, Gabs…”
She whispers to herself, readying
to pull the trigger.