Red Vs Blue - The Fray

[Spooky]

Red[white] Vs[/white] Blue
[white]Role Play[/white]

From (one of) the greatest series from (one of) the greatest games come Red Vs Blue Role Play!
Basically, there are two teams or Spartans from Halo, the Blue Team and the Red team. This won't be like the two incompetent teams from the acutal series but rather people who stick to the colour code and actually try to kill eachother.
Insult eachother, act like a dumbass or take it a step further and be a caboose, do whatever you want, I don't really care.

Once all the RPers have died I'll describe a new map. You can use any weapons and vehicles from both Halo 1 & 2.
The easiest way to think of this is like Episode 39 with the two religious teams trying to kill eachother, only less annoying, with each person personalised how they want it.

Use this format:

[b]Name:
Nickname:
Team: (red or blue)
Appearance:
Age:
Bio:[/b]

Enjoy. When we get at least for players we can't start the first round.

Name: Michael.
Nickname: Blinky.
Team: Blue.
Appearance: Blue helmet, blue armour, that's about all.
Age: 25
Bio: Born on Earth, after his 18th birthday he was flown into Halo to fight the war of Red vs Blue... That's... About all.

If you character dies it doesn't really matter, it's only for a round. When you die feel free to make an entirely new character, it only takes about a minute.

[0darkblade0]

I'll just be good old caboose. You should know the stats for him.

[Spooky]

Glad to have you aboard, Caboose
When we get two more people we can start and I'll set the scenery etc.

[Psychoman]

Meh...I'll giver a try...

Name:Psychoman
Nickname:Psycho
Team: Red, loyalties to any group is faint
Appearance: What parts of his armor that isn't jet black are steel gray from scratching, mainly the knees, elbows and feet.
Age:30
Bio: No one knew he existed until the red V blue wars started. As if he were born through hatred war and death.

This better not be sucky and die off...

[TheRealRico]

michael said:

Glad to have you aboard, Caboose
When we get two more people we can start and I'll set the scenery etc.

Why not use actual maps from halo & halo2 to make it easier becuase probably every one who joins should know the maps. But here is my profile:

Name:Ricardo
Nickname:Rico
Team:Red
Appearance:Custom red armor with black tribal designs.
Age:25
Bio:Born on Earth; parents were assasinated, and was adopted by bounty hunters. Banned from the honor society of the bounty hunters for reasons only known by himself, he rejected his former honor-bound lifetsyle and became an assassin for hire. Joined the Spartan Red Army when he heard about the war and the money he could make by joining. Often takes matter in his own hands, and those hands can be found on the grip of a sniper rifle.

[0darkblade0]

Well, Micheal, just Us 2 on blue team, huh? That's cool! Now all we need is a Church so i can KILL HIM! MWAHAHaHAHAHAHahhahaahhaaaaaaa...... wait, that wasn't like me.....(uh-oh)

[TheRealRico]

michael said:

Glad to have you aboard, Caboose
When we get two more people we can start and I'll set the scenery etc.

shouldnt we start 2 on red team and 2 on the blue

[0darkblade0]

We do, You and Psyco are red, Me an Micheal are blue.

[Spooky]

Oh! Oh! Now the teams are even, feel free to use AI peoples if you want.

Blinky slowly turned his head, taking in the desolate scenery of Blood Gulch. It was a shithole canyon in the middle of NOWHERE. There was no reason at all for them to still be on Halo, but some dipshits wanted to start a war between red and blue. Red. The reds had a base on the opposite side of the canyon, they'd recently recieved a shipment of weapons.
Looking to the ground, Blinky saw two other Blues crouching up and down simutaneously over a killed Red. It was immature, but a great way to pass time.
Blinky yawned inside his helmet, he was standing on top of the Blue base with a Sniper Rifle, waiting for something to happen.

((For those who don't know what blood gulch looks like:
bungie.net/images/games/halo/guides/mp_guide/maps/bloodgulch_ext.jpg ))

[TheRealRico]

Rico was amazed that he is in a canyon in the middle of nowhere. Apparently he heard something was going with the reds and the blues. When the dlivery man arrived he signed for the package and told him to set it inside the base. Although angered by his noob teamates driving around in the worthog crashing into trees and rocks. He turned his attention to a cliff that was on to his left. Thus getting his battle rifle and sniper rifle he headed off towards the cliff which he thought would make a great sniping position..

[Spooky]

((Sorry, haven't posted, have to go, I'll type something up in a few hours.))

[0darkblade0]

(Right, multiple character 1, you'll learn more about him later, meh)


Caboose was standing on the roof, looking around absently and wondering where everyone had gone. One second (or was it a minute? Caboose couldn't remember) ago, all of the blues, including that odd new guy, were standing on the roof, talking about something.

Caboose decided that he'd think about it later, as thinking hurt his brain. A lot. And decided instead to remember, as remembering hurt his brain a little less, and because he was bored. He remembered this place from before the war, it had been a very pretty place, with a nice little cave where he could sit and talk to himself, and enjoy the echo. Now there were two ugly outposts and the place was pretty much blown up to bits. Caboose didn't like fighting, but blowing stuff up was another matter. Maybe I should do something, and besides, nap time is not for....a while. He thought, and so slowly turned around and ambled in the direction of the ramp that led to ground level. Wait....It's foodtime! He thought happily, and turned and ambled in the direction of the fridge.


____________________________________________________

Meanwhile....
____________________________________________________

Standing at the edge of the cliff that led into the valley of Blood Gulch, a armoured figure stood, it's blackish blue armour glinting in the sunlight. Right, so we got a classic standoff situation: 2 bases, mostly full of idiots, one base is there only because the other is, and vice-versa. Great. The thought crossed the armoured figure's mind as it brought up a sniper rifle and used the scope to look at the nearest of the two bases. It noticed that there were two people on the roof, Both in blue armour. One was standing around with a sniper rifle looking bored out of his brains, and the other was ambling daftly around. Oh no, thy didn't put THAT idiot in this war, did they? The hidden warrior did a quick scan of the base and noticed that it was little more than an outpost, but the fact that there was a tank was the thing that immediatly gripped his attention. Well well well, maybe these guys are better equipped than I thought. It whirled it's sniper rifle around to see the other base, okay, it could already see that this base was better equipped, most likely be recent re-enforcements, and there were a bunch of idiots zooming around in a Warthog jeep, smashing into random things with a manaical glee, he also noticed one guy standing right next to the flag, apparently annointing it with expensive oils. Oh, crap. It thought then started as he noticed a heavily armed red guy moving swiftly to his position. Crap, if i'm seen, then i'll end up involved in all of this crazy crap. He thought, and fearing his sanity, ran. Unfortunatly, he slipped and found himself rolling down the canyon wall, his armour screeching and making sparks as he slid down the rock wall....

[Spooky]

"Caboose, where the fuck are you?" Blinky asked impatiently, there came no reply.
"Some Red Guys are coming," he said again. Still, nobody stirred.
"Christ..."
Blinky shook his head, adjusting his blue helmet and jumped down into the base to find Caboose.
"Caboose?" Walking around, Blinky kneeled down, picking up some leftover biscuit crumbs and sighed.
"Caboose, we're not running a fucking daycare center for you and your retard friends, get your fat ass over here and come see what the reds want."
A Muffled reply came from a room they'd dubbed a kitchen, followed by loud, clanking footsteps.
"Finally. Follow me."
Without waiting for Caboose, he ran outside and zoomed in on the reds, a few of them were zooming around crazily in a warthog, crashing into trees, it already has a smashed windscreen and half wrecked bonet.

[TheRealRico]

As Rico went up the canyon, nearly tripping on a couple of loose rocks on the way, all he found was a couple of plasma grenades huddled next to a large boulder. What could these be used for? he thought to himself, picking up one of the grenades for inspection before deciding they were in good working order and packed the rest into his arsenal. He didn't question why they there or how they got there, but life as a mercerany taught him that you don't look at a gift horse in the mouth and complain; or in this case, don't question conveniently-placed grenades at your disposal.

With his new weapons in tow, Rico went back to the base to shut those goddamn green-horns up. He neared the area, aware that any little rucus could give him away... Just then, an urequested phrase came to his mind, but quite suitable for the occasion: "Good strategies take opportunities, but great staregists make their own." With this thought, he stalked to one of the nearer assault vehicles, silent as a the great mercenary he once was, and stuck a plamsa on one of the tires as a present. He may be a bloodthirst bastard, but he still believed in the power of sharing. Time was precious as the bombs ticked the second away, and Rico hauled his rear end as fast and as silently as he could to the nearest shelter. When the beeping elongnated the sound for a couple of second, the grenades exploded with a might rarely witnessed and that few could have survived, sending a miniature mushroom cloud of charred metal and black smoke into the air. A few of the bodies and what used to be a jeep could be made out amidst the debris. After a few moments to savor the small victory, Rico continued on his way, passing the cooking flesh and metal that lay peppered on the ground with a smile on his face. A cave was up ahead, dark and omnious. There was something not right about this place. Caves were usually the place where rats and scum hid; and he should know this better than anyone, he was once one of the scum and a place like this was perfect to see someone and not be seen by them. With this thought in mind, he swithced his battle rifle for his handy rocket launche, or Widow Maker, as he liked to call this particular baby.

"Mess with this, f*cker..." He said to no one in particular, patting the rocket launcher with his free hand as if it were a pet. Anyone dared to give him a fright, and BOOM!

With newfound confidence, Rico entered the cave.

[0darkblade0]

Caboose was eating cookies and thinking happy thoughts (which didn't really hurt his brain too much, as they were happy thoughts after all) when suddenly, his happy space was shattered by someone shouting: "Caboose, where the pauk are you?" "Ah, crap." Caboose said to himself and placed the rest of the cookies on the fridge roof and walked slowly towards where he thought the sound was coming from. He considered being angry, but decided it was not a good idea. When he finally reached Blinky, he walked right past him, looking for the person who had called for him.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------------

The spartan rose to it's feet and dusted itself off, before recovering his weapons and instinctivly looking around. He was just outside a cave entrance, and noticed someone with a rather large rocket launcher walk past him and into the cave itself, after blowing up some of his teammates with a grenade. Great, a team killing fucktard with a rocket launcher....fucking great. He thought as he decided he needed some info if he was going to get out of this place, and so slowly followed the red guy, crouching as he walked to keep his profile as low as possible, never taking his battle rifle aim from the red guys head for a second.

[.B.L.A.C.K.]

ill be cptn. flowers he appeared on one ep but he's still my favorite char

Team: BLUE *Duh*

all of a sudden flowers digs himself out of the ground and says "whoa must of dozed of"
he then got up and looked around still the same hole in the Ground of a ring floating in space *sigh*
flowers then went around to the back of the blue base and into the basement to look for weapons(although he did not need them) he then walked out of the basment and went top the roof of the base and saw the reds doing crazy shit and stood there for a little while until he decided that his legs were tired so he sat down leaning against one of the bases ramparts

[TheRealRico]

(Sorry for the spam, if I am wrong please correct me, but hasn't the RPG started and now it will be 2 vs 3. Well, Psychoman hasn't posted anything so maybe Black should be part of the red team.)

[.B.L.A.C.K.]

OOC: okay okay ill join red team but do i have to

and i know this is a spam too

[Spooky]

((No, joining the red team wouldn't make a difference, then it would be 3 active people on 1. I will go to Red team then, until Psycho comes back at least.))

Blinky ran head on to a wall, knocking himself out. He was later killed by a headshot from a sniper rifle.'
Goodnight, Blinky.

Name: Mike
Nickname: Blink
Team: Red
Appearance: All Red
Age: 24
Bio: Got recruited to go to Blood Gulch Outpost Alpha and attack the Blues.
Orders:
Kill the blues. Do better than you were already doing. The Blue base is at the other side of the canyon. Your base is in front of you.

[TheRealRico]

(So if black stays on blue, and micheal on red that will be 2 active players on 2 active players)