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if there was anything he was concerned about in this moment ——— it was the fact this all seemed too easy. things lined up so well, and with ease of access to all this information about this suspect’s whereabouts; he began to become extremely cautious about the situation. his coordinates brought him to a remote location outside of ██████████. the long drive ended up being worth it if it meant bringing the suspect into custody, and questioning him as the team intended to find his motive. the building looks vacant yet like it was still being used for it’s old intention of a business corporate office. the sign was old, broken, with vegitation all around it — but it still lit up. windows were intact like nothing ever happened to it, but the land around it, and the building itself looked worned down from the weather in the recent months.
the only sound that came from anywhere was the sound of ryad’s engine running before he turned it off. the area was desolate despite the few cars that drove by on a distant highway behind the place. bike helmet came off, and rough equipment went on; bullet proof vest, handgun, utility belt, and a few other small things were all the things he thought he’d only need for this person. but of course, he couldn’t forget his designed, and unique gadget ——— the eyenox to help locate this man within the building itself. within a few moments, he made his way into the building without sounds of breaking in, stealth would be his friend in arms as he entered the old building — eyenox on to search for recent footprints.
inside the building was nothing but carnage of what was presumed to be an old corpate office. broken debris, desk, chairs, and computers lined the empty floors where people onced worked, yet somehow most of the stuff seemed somewhat preserved. the operative used the staircase to continue up to the various floors that would be holding the same type of items; broken, dusty or just overgrown items of that old facility that used to stand in this place. why this would be a place of operation was unknown to ryad, but it would be the most unexpected since it was abandoned for so long. it came clear to him that he would not be alone as he got further up into the building. more of the items begant to look untouched by the dust, and vegitation that overgrew the rest of the building. some of the computers and lights were even on ——— functioning as though this building was never left by its users. luckily it was when he entered some of these lit rooms is when he found some footprints … blue ones … nothing recent, but indicating that someone was definitely here. he kept his pistol at the ready, moving in silence as he continued through the floors, looking and following his helmet as it gave the location of where this individual was last seen in the building.
only two more floors above him is where he was last seen.
someone could of seen his as someone very full of himself --- but he'd have to disagree. patiences was key when one wanted to continue like a domino effect. it wasn't hard for him to tell that was a vehicle approaching the building, slowly standing from his chair, and gazing over the vacant yet abundant land as he looked at a black motorcycle slow it's speed to the entrance of the building. he just smiled to himself, walking away as the male got off his bike --- time was of the essence now.
everything had to be perfectly set --- every nail, every breath had to be on point with his plan or else this wouldn't work. but he never held doubt, doubt crippled the mind and when doubtfulness came; a shame of a plan it'd turn to be. the man gathered his things, the other's he had with him who occupied some of the cublicals in the room were called one by one to help set up everything in the matter of seconds. quickly his companions went to work in making sure everything was ready --- they only had so much time before the operative made it to their floor, and he didn't want to waste anymore time than he thought was neccessary. he knew though the jackal would find something to pin point their location upstairs --- but he wanted that. patiences was key after all.
with everything in position; he merely waited sitting at a chair withhis coffee in hand. there wasn't much for him to do other than wait for the presence of the other to show up --- talk a bit --- and proceed with his course of action. oh how he has waited for this day to finally come. he peered off as he watched the last of his men leave the room, but close by as this was merely phase one. when the door swung open though . . . time felt like it froze . . . and he smiled brightly to the man he'd been waiting for all these years. ❛ ❛ would it be oh so stereotypical if i said i had been expecting you operative J A C K A L? my ~ do please come in. make yourself at home. ❜ ❜
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red :// I just want to make a quick PSA saying that for siege characters that follow me; I would love it if our interactions started with your character NOT knowing mine is a terrorist :’) if anything i would love to plot how they find out! so feel free to msg me about it!
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❛ yeah , you. i could see why you hear it a lot , just somethin’ about you seems off. i mean that in the nicest possible way , but i’m glad i look intimidatin’ , supposed t’give off that vibe. ❜
❛ ❛ gosh well then ~ i suppose i should take that as a compliment as you should too, my friend. being intimidating could bring a lot of great things to those who wish to recieve well from it. i wish to look the part as you do, though one should have a quick think . . . do you fit the role? . . . fun questions to think about i say ~ ❜ ❜
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and sometimes, the only way to save a life, is to take one.
indie/non-selective/multi-ship
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“I know what you’re wondering. ”What’s in the canister?“
I could tell ya, but then I’d have to kill you. Hehe. I’m only mucking about, relax. As for what’s in the canister, it’s best you don’t ask.”
these get around a lot quicker than big ol’ fancy promotional banners, plus it’s three in the morning & the blog is pretty much functional now so here’s this. if you’re willing to interact with an independent & selective James “Smoke��� Porter of Tom Clancy’s Rainbow Six: Siege then like &/or reblog this post so i can check your blog out.
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“Deliver me oh lord, out of the hands of the wicked and into the righteous.”
- Bishop Heahmund HEAVILY SELECTIVE / INDIE LION FROM TOM CLANCY’S RAINBOW SIX SIEGE
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❛ jesus. you look a bit intimidatin’. ❜
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❛ ❛ aw who me? --- i get tha' a lot actually, quite used to it. you look a bit intimidatin' yer'self there boy. ❜ ❜
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tony wasn’t expecting company but he wasn’t in the least bit surprised when the door opened and the unfamiliar face came walking in as if he knew exactly where he was. maybe he did, it wasn’t as if tony got to see everybody around here - in fact he attempted to hide out a lot of the time. “did you smell the coffee or something?”
❛ ❛ if this mug means something then surely! ❜ ❜ mug raised to the gentleman across the room as he stood there, taking a small sip before showing a rather cheery smile to the stranger. he figured he'd let himself in, and wait around for those he'd been looking for to show up --- merely to just observe after all on the inside of things. it was quite a show to see the very well known and talked about face enter the room though; flattered even. ❛ ❛ the ol' cup of coffee couldn't hurt anyone. there's enough 'ta go around though, please! --- sit with me. ❜ ❜
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THAT WAS A FAR FETCHED ASSUMPTION, YET HE BIT HIS TONGUE. he been a spy for many many years, but the computer work was a bit of a WEAK SPOT so he was happy to have the HELP that was given to him. keeping off to the side so he could set up and get started, he watched him CAREFULLY, knowing fully that this was small talk. ❛ many years, mate. but not this tech stuff, so i do thank you for doing this. ❜
❛ ❛ oh of course! my pleasure after all; i love more of the hands on operational parts. ❜ ❜ admitting is rare but even he wasn't a jack of all trades quite yet. behind the scenes is where he preferred to stay but if there was ever a time to drastic measures --- he'd sure take to it that he could handle himself. basic training and extensive time to study the arts, he could do a lot given the opportunity. ❛ ❛ we all at some point want to leave things to the professionals rather ourselves from time to time. saves from messy and poor work --- even if you have to kill for it. ❜ ❜
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*@encryptcr clicked here for a starter !
T I C K --------- T O C K --------- T I C K --------- T O C K, marks and marks off the board as it seemed to become prevalent that something was going awry. there had been events happening around the south England area that was deemed immediately suspicious. the news reported that 3 seperate bombings had happened, but what was strange most of all was the fake local departments nor secret services have any lead of who had done it. over everyone who’d been researching the events, and investigating the areas; many detectives and authorities deemed more than one person ——— a terrorist cell. team rainbow had been sent to the various location to help with the investigation but of course most of them were also stumped with who would have done these attacks. at the moment, six and the organization had no one on their radars as terror threats which posed a big question. Who?
six had order everyone on the team to do their research, but had her hopes set on someone special. ryad was deemed most skillful with finding targets, especially the ones who didn’t want to be found. a month passed after the events and everything seemed quiet around the country. nothing had been said more on the events, and no one was in custody. the people were furious. while the people were angry with the nonexistent results, ryad had been doing his own research and found something huge. he’d used his own means in traveling far up north ——— equipment bagged with him, and just him and his bike as he set off to find this devil.
SIT BACK --- RELAX --- AND ENJOY THE SHOW. one by one his plan fell through as he'd watch from behind a screen and marvel as his own masterpiece. it was entirely justifiable --- COMPLETELY JUSTIFIABLE as he watched various news outlets cover the same stories, the same work by the same hand . . . what a time it was to be alive. to think that this is only a small phase in the entire plan... baffling.
the best news about it was the lead to him or his presence had completely disappeared like he intended. he was on no one's radar, he was not on a list of the most wanted --- he was free from prying eyes . . . and so he thought. he knew he'd catch the eyes of the world's most efficient and reliable anti-terrorist organization team rainbow. he knew every about them; how they operated, who worked what gadgets, how the gadgets worked --- really just about anything the team was given, or trained to do; he was there with them. there were only a few select names he kept his eye on. a list with the names of rainbow operatives he didn not want to lose track of, but his prime subject was their highly skilled HTV travker. J A C K A L. thing was; he had a plans lined up . . . and surely these events would lead him right to him.
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* VIOLENT ACTION STARTERS :// ACCEPTING \\: 002. — Stab my muse.
something had caught him aware of the other individuals habits and etiquette of doing things. he watched him intently as they walked towards him — though it was plainly obvious they were trying to do harm. he’d let them though, for they would see he would not be effective by the planned stab wound as he sat there unphased. the man just looked down at the knife, then back up at the person whom would of liked to inflict some pain. but he just smiled. ❛ ❛ been planning that one in your head for the past ten minutes i presume. nice try. ❜ ❜ :// @miamifled
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* VIOLENT ACTION STARTERS Send me a NUMBER for your muse to :
001. — Backhand my muse. 002. — Stab my muse. 003. — Put out a cigarette on my muse’s skin. 004. — Hit my muse with a blunt object. 005. — Throw something large at my muse. 006. — Kick my muse. 007. — Punch my muse. 008. — Break one of my muse’s bones. 009. — Scratch my muse. 010. — Headbutt my muse. 011. — Shoot my muse. 012. — Knock my muse out. 013. — Strangle my muse. 014. — Push my muse roughly. 015. — Grab my muse by the hair. 016. — Bruise my muse. 017. — Threathen my muse with an object of harm. 018. — Go to harm my muse’s eyes. 019. — Bite my muse. 020. — Tear away parts of my muse’s skin. 021. — Force my muse’s head under water. 022. — Throw something scalding at my muse. 023. — Burn my muse. 024. — Step on my muse’s fingers. 025. — Rip one of my muse’s teeth out. 026. — Slash my muse’s achilles tendon ( s ). 027. — Clothesline my muse. 028. — Harm my muse enough for them to cough up blood. 029. — Drive into my muse with a vehicle. 030. — Electrocute my muse. 031. — Slam my muse against a wall. 032. — Force my muse’s arm behind their back. 033. — Kick my muse’s crotch. 034. — Trip my muse. 035. — Put my muse in a headlock. 036. — Break my muse’s nose. 037. — Force their fingers down my muse’s throat. 038. — Crack my muse’s head against a wall. 039. — Attempt to kill my muse. 040. — Attempt to kill my muse creatively.
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Freddie had a very persistent stare when he cared to use it.
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the greatest showman starters ✰
❛ It’s only this moment, don’t care what comes after ❜
❛ We light it up, we won’t come down. And the sun can’t stop us now ❜
❛ Watching it come true, it’s taking over you ❜
❛ It’s everything you ever want, it’s everything you ever need. And it’s here right in front of you ❜
❛ We can live in a world that we design ❜
❛ A million dreams are keeping me awake ❜
❛ However big, however small, let me be part of it all. Share your dreams with me ❜
❛ You run with me and I can cut you free ❜
❛ Trade that typical for something colorful ❜
❛ Don’t you wanna get away from the same old part you gotta play ❜
❛ So come with me and take the ride, it’ll take you to the other side ❜
❛ I quite enjoy the life you say I’m trapped in ❜
❛ Now is this really how you like to spend your days? Whiskey and misery, and parties and plays ❜
❛ Forget the cage, ‘cause we know how to make the key ❜
❛ No more living in those shadows, you and me we know how that goes ❜
❛ We’re dreaming with our eyes wide open ❜
❛ You’re just a dead man walking, thinking that’s your only option ❜
❛ You set off a dream with me ❜
❛ I’m trying to hold my breath ❜
❛ All the stars we steal from the night sky will never be enough ❜
❛ I am not a stranger to the dark ❜
❛ I won’t let them break me down to dust, I know that there’s a place for us ❜
❛ I am who I’m meant to be, this is me ❜
❛ I’m not scared to be seen, I make no apologies, this is me ❜
❛ We are warriors. Yeah, that’s what we’ve become ❜
❛ You know I want you. It’s not a secret I try to hide ❜
❛ You’re here in my heart so who can stop me if I decide that you’re my destiny? ❜
❛ What if we rewrite the stars? ❜
❛ You think I don’t want to run to you. But there are mountains and there are doors that we can’t walk through ❜
❛ No one can rewrite the stars ❜
❛ All I want is to fly with you. All I want is to fall with you ❜
❛ Nothing can keep us apart cause you are the one I was meant to find ❜
❛ We’re bound to break and my hands are tied ❜
❛ I’d follow you to the great unknown ❜
❛ Hand in my hand and we promised to never let go ❜
❛ You pulled me in and together we’re lost in a dream ❜
❛ It’s all an adventure that comes with a breathtaking view ❜
❛ We’re walking the tightrope ❜
❛ A man learns who is there for him when the glitter fades and the walls won’t hold ❜
❛ From now on what’s waited till tomorrow starts tonight ❜
❛ Let this promise in me start like an anthem in my heart ❜
❛ This is the greatest show! ❜
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