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Noel “Harry S Truman” Forscythe (Roadrunner)

July 17, 2015 by admin Leave a Comment

 Membership: Freedom Patriots/ Unforgiven

Race: Human

Height: 5’6

Weight: 145
Apparent Age: 60
Archetype: Mercenary Adept: Circle: Unknown
Preferred Weapon: Katana,

Runner Song:

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 Bio: Now lets take a long trip through time as the tale of the Roadrunner begins to revel itself once and for all, this man has made a name for himself through the ages as one of the deadliest mercenaries of the age. The Roadrunner served in the United States Army and was part of the elite special forces division known as the Green Berets. He was groomed from an early age to serve within the military, the Roadrunner didn’t have many choices as a young man, he was ushered off to military school and eventually enrolled into West Point and finishing off his military education at the US Army War Collage. This young soldier was groomed to become the next Patton and become one hell of a military officer and citizen of the soon to be False Flag, though what those in the higher power didn’t count on was the Roadrunner would become not only an officer but he would excel in combat and get the attention of the special forces division and before he could be fully indoctrinated into the political arena of the False Flag, he would be shipped off to parts unknown as a team leader and sent into some of the worst combat zones our military has ever seen.
       The Roadrunner was never interested in his families blue blooded nature and could careless about becoming what his father and grandfather wanted of him. All Roadrunner wanted was to serve his country and restore order and honour to a system that was seeming to be failing in the peoples eyes. He knew his fate was predestined and he had no say in what he was to become, though Roadrunner knew that the final product was to only be determined by his actions and not his families. So when he was approached with an offer to enter the training for the Green Berets, he knew this was not part of his families plan for him and this would set them back years if not decades so he jumped at the chance. For the Roadrunner he knew he would be separating himself from his family and would loose any connection to the Forscythe fortune, what he didn’t know was that his actions would determine the future of his family for generations to come.
       The Roadrunner knew that by entering the combat division he was turning his back on what his family wanted from him, they needed him to be an integral part of the False Flag inception within DC and not off fighting in some third world nation combating a warlord. By removing himself from the equation Roadrunner removed the keystone in the great plan and left a gaping hole for others to exploit and cripple generations of planning and causing the initial take over to fail. While those in DC where getting ready for the Great Ghost Dance and the execution of the American people under their crushing grip, the Roadrunner was over in South East Asia fighting against a tyrannical warlord. He arrived in Vietnam just after the new year in 2017, once again American soldiers where within the jungles of Vietnam and this time they where properly trained and equipped though unlike the last time nobody knew they where there; over three thousand American soldiers where shipped off to fight in a secret war.
      The Roadrunner being the highest ranking soldier was placed in command of the company of men and so began the second Vietnam conflict, deep within the jungles of South Vietnam the American soldiers set up base camp, they knew they were alone, they knew no one would answer a radio call for help and they either succeed or they would be abandoned and left to die. This didn’t sit well with the Roadrunner and this was eating at his conscience and sense of duty and honour; though he knew that he had a job to do and as a soldier it was his responsibility to follow orders and attempt to get his men home safely after the mission was executed. As these soldiers dug in deep and began to stalk the jungles like ghosts of the past, hunting the Vietnamese terrorists, American tourists wondered around in the countries cities and towns, soaking up the culture and visiting sites of the first war unknowing of what lurked within the jungle.
       The Roadrunner told his men that many of you won’t be going home, and for many these jungles will be your final resting place as our leaders have forsaken us and left us here to fight and die, we are the best the Army has and we shall receive no reinforcements, we shall receive no additional supplies and if we are to survive we have only one goal and that is to bring down the regime, steal there equipment and use their aircraft to return back to the states. I know what I say, might be disturbing to many of you but we have been trained for this and we are the forgotten ones, we are the forsaken and we must show the generals and the suits in DC that we will not only survive but we will be triumphant! When Roadrunner finished speaking he was met with cheers from the men shortly there after the soldiers broke off into their squads and entered the jungle. From this point the Roadrunner would loose contact with a vast majority of his men and would truly only know the fate of the men he had under his direct command. For he didn’t hide at the base camp, no Roadrunner picked up his riffle and pack and went out into the jungle with his men. They knew their base camp had nothing for the enemy to capture and he needed every swinging dick out their in the field. He held values of the commanders of old, ones that would fight along side there men and not bar orders and cower behind closed doors and a radio.
      For the Roadrunner he knew that the odds where staked against them, their supplies limited and radio communications were being blocked. He had noway to communicate with the other officers, he would never truly know the fate of many of the men who were under his command. He just had to choke back his anger and frustration and keep his eyes set on the prize. Little did Roadrunner and the other soldiers know that they where being set up and the intelligence they had received was noting more then a lie, these men where to become another brick in the wall of the False Flag and these highly trained killers where being sent on collision course with history. Over the next few months the soldiers moved slowly and with precision through the jungle surgically extracting and executing any Vietnamese solider they saw and removing entire villages from existence. These men were systematically rendering entire family lines extinct and sterilizing the soil of villages that once stood for centuries prior. Vietnam’s history was being erased by there soldiers that were simply following orders, The Roadrunner was growing very suspicious seeing the minimal resistance and that his targets where civilian farming villages. Though for any military man, he was taught the history of the Vietnam conflict and how the enemy used civilians to hide and blend in with. So as much as he was becoming suspicious, he was staying vigilant seeing that he didn’t want history to repeat itself.
       By the time the Ghost Dance was occurring on American soil, the Roadrunner and his men had breached into to North Vietnam he had only received minor casualties and was able to succour enough supplies to restore the units coffers. By the time these men had breached into North Vietnam with little to no resistance Roadrunner smelled a trap, he sensed something was a miss and little did he know that he was about to enter history and change to course of his life and his families life forever. By the point they had breached North Vietnam he was to committed to the mission and he had bathed in rivers of blood. He needed to reach the regimes base of operations near the Chinese boarder and remove the warlord in control. He needed to gain access to there experimental aircraft to be able to return home, though little did the Roadrunner know what was awaiting him back on the homeland. For any experienced military leader knows that when things are going to easy, there is a serious problem and for the Roadrunner things where going way to easily. He kept pushing forward on foot through the jungles and hills of the north, only engaging in simple fire fights during the course of his forward campaign. By December of the same year he had the compound in his sites and he knew that if everything prior was a test than this would be the final exam and the level of resistance inside would surly test his resolve and his men’s will to keep going. The Roadrunner hunkered down and went over the maps, preparing the plan of attack. As he waited he prayed for the remaining men to arrive but the other squads never arrived. The Roadrunner feared the worst for those men and knew that he had no time to grieve for this was the final strike, this was what this whole campaign was about and the Roadrunner was not going to back down and even being grossly outnumbered this was an all in attack and he couldn’t turn back.
       The Roadrunner went over his plan with his Sargents and broke the unit up into ten smaller bands of men, he gave each of the men there target location and where to meet for the evacuation. He gave the orders that they were to take no prisoners and anyone who breaths is a potential threat, so kill every living being within the compound regardless of man, women or child. Everyone inside is to be treated like an enemy combatant. He then grabbed his riffle and locked and loaded it, cleaned up the maps and called for his men to move out. The Chaplin gave a solemn prayer through there limited access radio and they broke off into position. Roadrunner had his ten men and hunkered down and these men crawled through the tall grass and mud moving slowly not to attract the attention of the patrolling guards or spot lights that pierced the darkness in a ever growing swaying pattern. The moon light was covered by the clouds and every so often the sky erupted with heat lighting illuminating the large fortress that awaited them. As the men moved like snakes in the tall grass thunder could be heard rumbling through the hills as the rains began to fall. One by one the patrolling guards could be seen vanishing into the grass with only the sicking sounds of gurgling and gasps of air to be heard. The Roadrunner and his men made there way to the Fortress’s front door he reached into his pocket removing a simple set of lock picks he began to work on the door while James a younger solider fresh out of basic training stood guard over his Captain; with a resounding click the door was open and they where inside.
        The squad made there way into the building one by one and quickly succouring the front hallway, the Roadrunner gave the signal to switch over to thermographic vision and to render any heat signature that is not friendly to be eliminated. They switched over to the thermographic vision and everything was cast in the hues of orange, red, blue and white. These soldiers made very short work of the any signature determined to be non ally and they made there way quickly through the fortress with the sounds of gunfire erupting all around them till they had cleared the building. There scanners still determined that the target was still alive and on the move. Roadrunner caught movement out of the corner of his eye he spun quickly dropped to his one knee took aim and opened fire; his muzzle flashed as the bullets tore out of the barrel shattering the window glass and burrowed deep into the back of the fleeing man. Once the heat signature fell and the blood began to pool underneath as his warm pattern slowly cooled there scanners reported that all enemy targets had been eliminated. With that Roadrunner gave the orders to return to normal vision and once the men all restored there site back to normal they where welcomed with a scene of horror, a scene that had left most of these hardened soldiers sick to there stomach. They looked around and saw that this was nothing more then a civilian home and the armed guards where nothing more then security officers and not a terrorist military regime like they had been told. These men had just committed murder under orders and they knew that they had been played the fool and set up. The Roadrunner was furious that he had been played like this and as he walked around the compound he saw the carnage that he and his men had unleashed upon these poor civilians. He saw that they had interrupted some holiday gathering of dignitaries and people of importance, as then men lay dead in there white tie and the women in gowns now covered in blood and not a weapon to be found. Servants lay dead where they worked and to make matters worse, this was not a compound at all; for it was the personal home of the American Ambassador to North Vietnam. The Roadrunner went pale when it dawned on him that the man he removed with three rounds to the back was no other then the Ambassador himself.
          The Roadrunner gathered the men in the rear of the now home and told them that they had all been played a fool, they had been used to cause some international incident and that returning back to base was no longer going to be an option. He went on to explain that we have only two choices and thats stay here and wait for the real military threat to come and capture and execute each and everyone of us. Or we board those birds behind me and return to the states on our terms and we show all those who will try to condemn us what real hell is. We are from this point forward nothing more then criminals we will be charged with war crimes and blamed for something bigger then any one of us. They meant for us to be the forsaken, the forgotten, and we have become the Unforgiven we stand one hundred strong. Do not let the death of all those men be in vain, we came here three thousand proud and we leave here one hundred strong we must stand as one from here and forever and give them hell till our last dying breath.
         The remaining men all cheered under the words of The Roadrunner and knew that what he spoke was true, as he never once deceived them, he stood true and prided himself on his honour, character and morales. The government had tried to strip this man of everything, though they didn’t foresee the Roadrunner seeing through the cloak of deceit and being able to survive his trip into the jungle. They tried to render him a tyrant and a murderer but this mercenary slipped through there fingers and would become a thorn in the side of the False Flag for generations to come. Though his story doesn’t end here and the Roadrunner will become even more of a handful once he returns to the homeland.
        The men figured they didn’t have much time before the North Vietnamese army and NATO forces arrived so they had to move quickly and prepare the birds for take off and configure a flight plan that would allow them to slip back into the homeland undetected. This would require them to alter the flight manifest, the planes signature and serial code. The Roadrunner figured it would be best if they landed in the back deserts of Nevada near the Arizona border so they could slip silently off into the night. They could supply here with water, food and munitions before the authorities arrived, As the three planes took to the runways and reach speed to take off the NATO forces could be seen speeding into the driveways as the first plane followed by the second and third tore just over the home the NATO forces opened fire, there rounds glancing off the armour plating of the aircraft. Eventually the crafts where out of range and on there way to the new meeting point, Though back here on the homeland in some smoke filled back room at the Pentagon word had come in of the slaughter at the ambassadors home and the escape of the murderers via three stolen planes. General John O’Brian was furious to find that there where any survivors of that ill fated mission and asked who the commander was. He was told it was Captain Noel Forscythe and he had survived along with only one hundred men. The General gave the orders for the planes to be tracked and shot down out of the air, he as well ordered the remaining Forscythe family to be arrested, accounts and property seized and to be executed as traitors by firing squad. O’Brian’s loyal servants saluted him and exited the room ready to follow his orders to their graves. Meanwhile over the Pacific ocean the Roadrunner was in the lead plane with the other two following close behind in a diamond pattern, the Roadrunner unaware of what had transpired in DC.
     Once they were able to receive wireless signal, he asked his second in command a man known by the handle of Ghost (Yes, my readers James O’Brian was once a member of the Roadrunners ill fated squad and sent off to die) if he was capable of hacking the backing system and transferring his families fortune over to his personal off shore accounts. The Ghost just nodded his head and said “Yes Sir.” and as the governments best hackers began to freeze the Forscythe accounts the Ghost was transferring the money to the Roadrunners unknown off shore accounts. The Roadrunner was stealing his families money out of spite, he knew that they were somehow behind this for him not wanting to play a part in there scheme. He knew he was going to need their funds in order to outfit this unit and keep the fight going once they landed. As the trio of planes approached and the homeland could bee scene on the horizon fighters jets emerged from beyond the clouds and this was going to be the first time in history that the US Military would be ordered to fire upon their own and for the Roadrunner this was further proof of the arrival of the False Flag. The pilots entered into defensive manoeuvres and the men broke off into battle stations, these planes where outfitted with experimental weapons technology and had multiple hidden turrets that needed to be manned separately. The Roadrunner jumped into the tail-gunners seat and so began a fight for there shear survival, the skies above California erupted in a explosion of tracer rounds, missiles and rockets as the soldiers aboard the three planes fought for their dear lives against unknown odds.
       From the ground the citizens where able to witness the fighting of American fighters against United Nations transport planes and where the first to witness as one of the three planes was hit by multiple rockets and exploding in a dramatic fireball, the beaches of southern California where being littered with fragments of the plane and it’s passengers many innocent lives where lost as debris rained down upon them. The plane that the Roadrunner was in was taking heavy fire, but returning fire from all angles and the US fighter planes where falling out of the sky one by one. Roadrunner sitting in the tail-gunner seat had the important job of removing incoming heat seekers and as well opening fire at any fighter that mistook the planes rear as a safe place to acquire a target. Roadrunner that day killed many fellow Americans as he proved his skills as a gunner and was able to not only protect his own plane he was able to keep the second plane safe. Eventually after only a few minutes of fighting dozens of American fighters littered the beaches of California and the Roadrunner and company where able to arrive safely at there destination in the desert of Nevada.
       Once the planes safely landed and the men disembarked, they where left with another issue, the plane that contained their ground transportation had been shot down over the beaches of California and it would only be a matter of time before the military and police descended on there location. As if luck would have it the Roadrunner would spot a group of sportsman off in the distance with dune-buggies and off road trucks. They also seemed to have noticed the landed planes and where approaching at a high rate of speed to investigate. Once the sportsman crest the dunes they where met with readied and lowered weapons, the Roadrunner grabbed the megaphone and told the sportsman to cease their approach, turn of the machines and exit the vehicles. All but one of the sportsmen followed orders given, a dune-buggy in the rear containing three young males attempted to u-turn and make a break for the their camp. The Roadrunner threw the megaphone to the ground quickly raised his riffle and with three quick bursts the dune-buggy came a stop. At this point the other civilians started to panic and tried to make a break for it, for the second time these men had committed murder as they opened fire on the sportsman and made short work of the civilians.
       Roadrunner now had a problem on his hands, he had just murdered innocent civilians, and even if they could escape the gallows by exposing the truth of there leaders, he would never be able to explain or avoid the charges that would come from the death of the sixteen citizens that now lay dead in the desert sand. He ordered his men to police the area and to torch the bodies, for the cold winter air would make the Nevada desert like a rock and they would never be able to bury the bodies fast enough. Though he did gather all identifications first, he put the id’s into his jacket pocket and entered one of the off road trucks he took his second in command Ghost with him and he left his most senior of Sargents in command a man simply known as Goblin; they then drove off into the night to the nearest town to attempt to succour supplies and transport.
       As the two war torn officers drove towards town it dawned on both of them, that this truck might belong to someone from town and would raise to many questions. So they ditched the truck a few miles outside of town and hiked the rest of the way into the small Nevada town of Searchlight, as they entered the towns dusty main street only to be greeted by a near abandoned landscape, only a few buildings remained open. The towns small diner, the gas station and a small general store; the two officers figured the best place to gather supplies would be the general store and they made their way up the rickety old wooden steps and where welcomed by a a flickering neon sign that read open. They opened the wooden door as the bells on the door announced there arrival, the gazed in the building to see shelves with minimal food and supplies, a thick layer of dust over much of the place and an elderly Caucasian man sitting behind the counter. His feet resting on the counter, as he listened to the radio, they carefully approached the man and rang the bell by the register. The man in surprise jumped up and shock his head in amazement as he stumbled for his glasses,  “M May I help you.”he said Roadrunner Replied “Ah, Yes my good man, just looking for some supplies.” the old man replied “Well take a look around, I don’t have much left.” with that the two officers turned and saw that the shelves where mostly barren and it appeared that they have been that way for a very long time. Ghost uttered “Do you have anything in the back, your stock out here is barren.” The old man replied “Sorry Chummer, what you see is what you get.” as Roadrunner interceded “You have got to have something, this can’t be everything. How do you stay in business.” The old man “Well Chummers I don’t get many customers nowadays and those I do get, I know and I don’t know you.” Roadrunner went on to say “Well you might not now me, but you might know my good friend (as he removed a hundred dollar bill from his wallet.)” The old man’s eyes widened and said “Well chummer now your speaking my language.” Roadrunner went on to say well “There are plenty more dead presidents in your future if you understand what I am saying.” The old man just nodded at this point and Asked ” What do you gentlemen need?” the Ghost paused looked at Roadrunner turned back to the old man and said “Well first we need a place to hold up, we have about a hundred men that need shelter and food, second we need transport and supplies, third we need a place to conceal a plane we have a second plane that could be yours to do with as you wish in trade of course. Final we need you utmost discretion, (as he taps his side arm and gives the old man a stern look) The old man replied with, “Completely understood my good man, just slide your credit stick or swipe your card here, my fee is 5,000 credits and where are you currently held up.” Roadrunner swiped his card and told the man this is of the utmost urgency and he swiped his card once more removing another 5,000 credits he as well told him where they were located. The old man said, well searchlight is basically abandoned minus my people. Your men can hold up here, we have a few old barns that should hold your plane and once I see the other one I will determine what supplies and transport I can offer you. Oh by the way the call me “Old Jack” the two officers introduced themselves as the Roadrunner and Ghost the men exchanged handshakes and then turned and left.
         This is how the Unforgiven got there early beginnings, they started within the shell of the old Nevada town rendered abandoned during the Ghost Dance and the nights of blood. This town and it’s proximity to Las Vegas would wind up being a lynch pin in the Puppet Masters rebellion and the Unforgiven would play a very important role in that battle. This unit would become one of the countries most dangerous mercenary camps and over the next few decades they would lend there hand in many of the countries greatest battles. Though for this unit like the Minutemen the odds where stacked against them and many of there men would fall in battle as they rose up against the False Flag, though nothing would impact the Roadrunner as much as when his good friend and trusted ally would turncoat on him and trade the Roadrunners life for return to glory and the O’Brain fortune. In the spring of 2045 the town of Searchlight was overrun by military officials all highly armed and ready for a fight. Roadrunner awoke to the sounds of gunfire and ran to window to find his men engaged in a fire fight with the military. He knew the odds where against them and he didn’t want any innocent lives to be lost so he gave his young wife his credit stick and ushered her and his children off out the back to the family car to get to safety. He then returned into the house to get his weapon.
        The once the Roadrunner entered the fight the odds shifted and the now enemy soldiers began falling one by one under his extreme skill. though he could sense that the battle would be lost and he gave the order to retreat. This meant the Unforgiven where supposed to fall back and regroup in Las Vegas, though this is when he felt the knife in his back. As Goblin was falling back with the remaining men, Roadrunner felt a sharp pain in the back of his head and he saw the Ghost standing behind him with a bloody pistol grip and eventually darkness over took the Roadrunner. The next thing he remembers is regaining consciousness being tied to a wooden pole with his hands and legs restrained behind him and then ropes strapping him to the pole. He was dressed in a black and white striped jumpsuit with a paper target stapled to his jumpsuit with the bullseye placed directly over his heart. He glanced to his right and in the exact same situation was the old man Old Jack as well as two other of his men and two his left he saw three other of his men. The Roadrunner knew exactly what his fate was to be, as he was present for many executions by firing squad. Now it seemed this was to be his fate. He heard the bugler blow Taps and he saw the soldiers emerge in unison and take there place before them. Then Ghost stepped forward wearing a UCAS Army Uniform with the rank of Colonel on his collar, He stepped forward and removed a folded piece of paper from his jacket unfolding it and began to read “With accordance to the uniformed military code of justice the prisoners Noel Forscythe, Old Jack, Ted McMasters, Reginald Yale, Archibald Kingsbury Junior, Martin DiCane, and Sebastian McDaniel have been found guilty of murder, domestic terrorism, crimes against humanity and treason against the United Canadian American States shall be put to death by firing squad on this date the Twentieth of April in the year of or Lord 2045.” He then turned to face the Roadrunner and asked any final words, all the Roadrunner said was “See You in Hell, you Judas!” then the Ghost just stepped to the side and turned to the television cameras, drew his sword raised to the air and barked “Ready, Aim, (and with a single movement he swung the sword down) Fire!”. In unison the soldiers opened fire and Roadrunner felt the bullet tear through him and he slumped foreword as his essence poured out of his body and he could feel his life fleeting quickly. As the soldiers prepared to leave the Ghost now going by his real name Colonel James O’Brian stepped forward and drew his service weapon and one by one he walked over to each of the executed man put the barrel of the weapon to the top of there bowed head and pulled the trigger. He saved Roadrunner for last, as Noel was quickly dying and he was fading from conciousness he saw his one time friend put the barrel of the gun to his head and pull the trigger to only hear a resounding bang and the Colonel curse and throw the weapon as it misfired. Seconds later the area was engulfed in gunfire, and the UCAS soldiers began to drop Colonel O’Brian took a round to the shoulder and was forced to retreat. For the Roadrunner he had faded into unconsciousness and was awaiting certain death.
          When he had regained consciousness he was laying in a hospital bed, unaware of how long had passed he was hooked up to many different machines and had a heavy bandage over his chest and was in extreme pain every time he took a breath. He glanced around to see no one, confused and scared he pushed the call button and in walked an older gentlemen in a charcoal grey three piece double breasted business suit, white shirt and grey striped tie. He had a very regal appearance and an aura authority about him, the gentlemen introduced himself as Archibald Kingsbury Senior but in the light of current events he best drop the senior since his son had been executed. He pulled up a chair besides the bed and said please don’t try to move, or speak you are lucky to be alive and if my men had arrived a few seconds latter you wouldn’t have been. I want to thank you for looking after my boy like you did in Vietnam and for the many years after, I want to offer you and your surviving men a place in my organization. I am the commander of the Sons of Liberty and I have been keeping tabs on you and your people for many years, I have seen what you have done to fight against the False Flag and how you bring the fight directly to the native soldiers. This my good man is what we are fighting for and since officially you have been tried, convicted and executed on live television those that would hunt you have closed the book on you and the remaining Unforgiven. I will allow you to continue what you have been doing and I will make sure your family is safe and protected from those of the False Flag.
        I know that what I say might be hard to take in, but please my good man don’t let the False Flag and those that betrayed you win this fight. With that Noel just nodded his head and accepted Kingsbury’s offer to join the Sons of Liberty. Over the next few months the Roadrunner healed, rested and went through extensive physical therapy till he was able to be released. Once he was let out of the hospital he found himself deep in the heart of Las Vegas and he was brought into a room where the remaining Unforgiven were waiting for their Captains entrance. As he walked into the room he was greeted by a sombre sight, out of his once proud one hundred strong men he stared at a room of no more then fifteen men including Goblin and himself. When the Ghost turn coated he took part of the group with him and then after the initial deaths and those executed this is all that remained, but what remained where even more focused and dedicated then ever before. These men the Unforgiven had a new purpose, a new direction and nothing to loose for all James O’Brian did was reinforce these men’s resolve and strengthen their dedication to the cause.
         This unit became a band that the locals would refer to as the Haunted, they would stalk the city streets and badlands like ghosts of the past and slaughter anyone and everyone that they determined to stand against the cause. For the Unforgiven would strike anyone who flew the false flag and would bring hell upon any UCAS military camp they would come across. This unit would play a vital part in the riots of Las Vegas in 2060 and help succour the cities freedom and independence from the Natives, they would as well travel through the desert striking any camp of natives civilian or military, for the Unforgiven it no longer mattered. They had traded their humanity for revenge many years prior and would become the most feared killers in the deserts, they would bring death to anyone who stood in their path and as the bodies piled up around them, the bigger the legend of the Unforgiven would grow, these men became one with the environment and with the Roadrunner at the helm the blood ran like a raging river. Though for the Roadrunner he has his sights set on only one man, he is seeking revenge against James O’Brian and his entire linage and has already killed the man’s Sister back in 2068, he murdered his father a sitting judge on the Supreme Court, and had his hands in the assassinations of two of his brothers. The Roadrunner is a man possessed and has only gotten stronger through the years, he and the rest of the Unforgiven have made their way into the Emerald City in there hunt for those that serve the false flag, and for the traitor known as James O’Brian.
         With the Unforgiven know inside Seattle one can only hope that they are able to restore order to a troubled city, their tactics might be a bit radical and might not be fully sanctioned by the Sons of Liberty, but we must stand behind this man and his Unforgiven this unit will seek out any and all threats to the cities liberty and render them extinct without having to involve the citizens. Roadrunner and the Unforgiven have been given direct orders to not engage civilians and to only seek out legitimate military and paramilitary threats, though when it comes to the Roadrunner and his Give Them Hell campaign he is a true wildcard and one can only hope he sticks to the script and doesn’t try to improvise. This man has lost everything, he hasn’t seen his family in over 20 years, he has been betrayed by his government on more then one occasion, he has been betrayed by his best friend and he has nearly died at the execution pole. The Roadrunner is not all there mentally and his humanity has been long since sold for Bio-ware, and some cyberware, he has gallons of blood on his hands and this man has waded through the valley of death waist deep in the souls of his victims. This is one man who serves the Patriots but like a few of them goes to extremes and believes very strongly in the cause. This man and his Unforgiven might push the envelope but I still respect them and if you run across them on the street understand that they are hear to defend each and every one of you from the devils of the False Flag. So do yourself a favour and stay clear out of their way and allow these men to work, The Roadrunner has literally crawled out of hell and has been fighting this war ever since he returned back to the homeland. Well Give Them Hell Roadrunner and I will raise a drink to you and your brothers in arms, for the Unforgiven have returned and once again the shadows are safe again from the devils you hunt.
                                                                                                                                                              Page Written By: Snoopy

 

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