Jason leaned out the door and yelled out to Dart "Get in the jeep!" Right before a bullet came by and hit him right in the location of his lungs, knocking him out of the jeep.
OOC: Aw okay :(
And Rafiki, if you get accepted once on this thread, any new charrie is accepted no questions asked. So you can rp them right away.
Ooc: I say that everybody's charries keep the role that they have on this thread, just to be fair.
I'll miss Darkstar a lot. He started as a shell of a cat who lost everything and cared about nothing, but came to understand what it was like to have others who he cared for, and that really evolved him into a new character.
Ooc: it's auto.
IC: Mike cursed under his breath and took the wheel, speeding away I the direction of who knows where. "Reaper, keep firing the .50! Justin, stay on the radio and try to find out what the status is on the invasion! Dart, keep an eye on Jason!
Jason was spewing blood out of his mouth and losing his breath quickly. The bullet had punctured his lung.
Ooc: Hm. Well, we should do the opposite of Boulderclan and have a heavily forested territory.
Jason died. (Best post ever)
Reaper was shot in the head, and his lifeless body slumped down t the floor of the Humvee.
Ooc: Trying to rebuild Alpha since everyone except Justin and Dart died? XD
Ima make ond new character and kill off Reaper so that I only have two.
IC: Sergeant Derrick Gearhart was riding in on a little bird. He was a ghost, and his unit had been killed off by bodarks. He was now being sent in to assist some soldiers from Alpha and Foxtrot company. In his hands was a suppressed SCAR-H with an Acog scope, laser pointer, and grenade launcher. Strapped to his back was a M40A5 sniper rifle. Holstered was his .44 magnum, and strapped to his belt were various grenades and C4.
I like that.
OOC: K, I'll make a new one to go with Charlie and Nick. And yes, Gearhart is new.
IC: Private Henry Rollins slowly walked out after Nick and Charlie. He was pretty tall and buff, and his training was to use light machine guns.
OOC: here's a list of chars I've had in order to eliminate any future confusion.
Mike - Alive
Bill - Dead
Daniel - Dead
Blackburn - Dead
Reaper - dead
Chemist - dead
Onyx - dead
Sgt. Brooks - Presumed to be KIA, previous leader of alpha company
Pvt. Ramirez - Dead, previous member of alpha company
Pfc. Smith - Alive, currently not involved in the rp, member of alpha squad
Cpl. Anderson - dead
Cpl. Dunn - dead
Red - Dead
Jason - Dead, previous member of alpha company
Corey - Dead, previous member of alpha company
Spanky - dead
Baker - dead
Sgt. Gearhart - alive
Pvt. Rollins - recently transferred to alpha company
Henry walked over to Charlie and nodded. "How far are we from the rest of the squad?"
OOC: we need to get more people on this thread.
OOC: hooray c:
Name: Hawkstar
Gender: Male
Age: 32 moons
Wanted Position: Wanted? Ha! XD leader, of course.
Appearance: A tall, brown tabby Tom with amber eyes.
Personality: A loyal leader who will do anything for his clan. He is kind to his clan mates, but a bit nervous and quite unsure of himself. He's not sure if he's ready to be the leader, or if he even deserves to be.
History: The previous leader of Treeclan only recently died, leaving the young Hawkstar in charge of the clan.
Mate/crush: I don't usually do this, but we need to get the Roleplay going, so.. Coppershine. XD
Kits: None
Other: I like goats
OOC; okay. I can't wait to rp this character!
Mike looked at the piece of metal protruding from his leg and looked as if he were gonna throw up.
OOC: 60 moons isn't THAT old ^^
IC: Hawkstar sat outside of the leaders den, grooming his fur. He paused and looked out amongst the clan, feeling as if he were forgetting something. There was Coppershine, she looked as if she were about to go on patrol.. Hm. "That's it!" He said to himself as he remembered - there were kits that needed to be made apprentices! He leaped up and trotted towards Coppershine. "Coppershine, dot send out any patrols yet, we have an apprentice ceremony to take care of," he said in a low voic
"Guys, bad news... The Humvee is out of gas," said Mike as the jeep gradually came to a stop
OOC: Noah is the one pulling it out xD
IC: Mike shut his eyes tight and tightened his hands into a balll, his knuckles quickly turning white. "This.. Hurts.." He said through clamped teeth.
Steele gulped and walked over to Noah.
Hawkstar nodded in thanks and nervously turned to stare at the high ledge. He hadn't even conducted a clan meeting yet, and wasn't sure if he could. He sighed, gathered all his strength and pride, and leaped up onto the high ledge. "Cats of Treeclan, gather beneath the high ledge for a clan meeting!" He yowled, his voice echoing throughout the forest.
OOC: no one has apprentices yet, right..? XD
Oh and I have two plot ideas. One is that a group of rogues attacks Treeclan, and the other is that an alligator begins living in their streams and such, and they must get rid of it 
"Cats of Treeclan, there are some young cats amongst us who have recently turned 6 moons old. As you all know, this is the age when a kit becomes an apprentice - the position where one learns from their mentor what it means to be a warrior, or of course, the medicine cat," spoke Hawkstar, his voice echoing throughout the forest floor.
Mike nodded and remembered that he had given Noah the picture of his son.
OOC: ER, who all needs to be made apprentices again.. XD
Hawkstar nervously sighed and locked his eyes on Moonkit. "Moonkit.. Please step forward."
