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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\"         Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1177 days Last activity: 1177 days |
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"You are about to embark on the Great Crusade, toward which we have striven these past few months. The eyes of the world are upon you. The hopes and prayers of liberty-loving people everywhere march with you. In company with our brave Allies and brothers-in-arms on other Fronts, you will bring about the destruction of the German war machine, the elimination of Nazi tyranny over the oppressed peoples of Europe, and security for ourselves in a free world. Your task will not be an easy one. Your enemy is well trained, well equipped and battle-hardened. He will fight savagely. I have full confidence in your courage, devotion to duty and skill in combat. We will accept nothing less than full Victory! Good luck! And let us all beseech the blessing of Almighty God upon this great and noble undertaking." -Dwight D. Eisenhower Premise: Become a soldier of the US Army as you fight your way through nazis and complete your objectives! Post the following info in this fashion: Name: Kevin Campbell Age: 22 Hometown: Linden, NJ Weapon(s): BAR with 10 clips, Colt .45 with 8 clips Rank: Brigadeer General Your current mission: D-Day: Storming the Beach on Normandy Mission Objectives: 1: Rejoin Squad at Shingle Embankment. 2: Rescue Engineer at End of Embankment. 3: Rendezvous at Base of Bunker. 4. Destroy MG Nests on Ridge. 5. Eliminate Enemy Soldiers in Trench. Kevin stood at the head of the armored boat, as he spoke over the gunfire and explosions. Around him, men were being shot, airplanes flew overhead, and other, more unfortunate boats were being destroyed. "2 minutes! Listen up; when we hit the beach, I run for cover. Follow me, and don't get cut down. We'll have to make our way to the shingle embankment to get up to the bunkers. One of our most skilled enineers is up there, so we gotta get him out, if he isn't already dead." He over heard someone shout out, "40 seconds!" "Alright. Stay sharp, and watch the crossfire. If you get lost, look for me" (Last edited by ¯\(º_o)/¯ on 12-13-05 11:21 PM) |
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GuardianOni Shaman  Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5852 days Last activity: 5311 days |
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| Name: Jake Roberts
Age: 21 Hometown: Mount Vernon, Wa Weapons: M1A1 Thompson SMG (eight 30 round clips, and two 120 round drum) 3 pineapple grenades, and a bowie knife. Rank: Corporal Jake stood in the back of the packed landing craft. Either from nerves or seasickness, the man in front of him just threw-up. Jake agreed with him either way. It took Jake a moment to realize that the brass in the front was yelling something. " -If he isn't dead already." Suddenly behind Jake the driver of the tub called out "FOURTY SECONDS!!!" Over the din of every thing, the waves, the distant gunfire and explosions, Jake heard the yelling of the General in the front. "Alright. Stay sharp, and watch the crossfire. If you get lost, look for me" Jake reached back to the clip holder on his back, and pulled from underneath a round drum clip. He knew it wasn't strictly regulation, but he figured if he died here he wouldn’t have to worry about getting in trouble. Besides he saw some with nickel-plated .45's. And this was a load more practical. He placed the clip, and pulled back the bolt. The large round drum made the weapon look like a deformed Tommy gun. Jake was ready. And with nothing else to do he found himself counting down under his breath. Thirty-two, thirty-one, thirty, twenty-nine..." (Last edited by GuardianOni on 12-14-05 02:02 AM) |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1177 days Last activity: 1177 days |
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| "10 SECONDS!" It was hard to yell over the explosions and screams and chattering of machine guns. "God have mercy..." Kevin muttered. With a raoring crash, the boat made landfall on the shore of Normandy, and the door fell down onto the sand. Kevin kept his head down as he ran headlong for a blockade, and ducked underneath it, avoiding a hail of gunfire. Peeking through the wood, he could see an Allied soldier trapped begind a capsized craft up high on the shore. Upon observation of his tools, it was obvious it was the engineer. He was pinned down. "Hey! Get over here! I need someone over here!" He waved his arms for someone to come to him. "Someone's gotta get our man outta here," Kevin thought to himself. | |||
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Spartan Metal battleaxe Is back. Kind of. Since: 11-15-04 Since last post: 100 days Last activity: 89 days |
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| Name Chris Wistock
Age 26 Rank Major Weapons M1D Sniper Rifle 12 8 Round Clips, x2M1911 45. Pistol with 16 Clips of 10 rounds. Specailized web belt for holding pistol and sniper clips. |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5852 days Last activity: 5311 days |
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| "...twelve, eleven, ten..."
"TEN SECONDS!!!" Was called out behind him. "...nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one, here we go." The door banged opened and the men started to push there way out. Jake being in the back had to wait a few seconds. He saw the general leave the boat, then a few others. That’s when the bullets started to tear into the landing boat. There were sprays of blood, and for a moment Jake couldn't see anything but crimson. Without thinking Jake reached over to the side of the landing craft and hauled himself over the side. It felt like it took him forever to hit the shallow surf. Hauling himself up he found that himself in knee-deep seawater. Looking up he saw a few blockades, and higher up the beach a capsized craft. Weighing the options he thought the capsized craft might provide better cover. Running forward Jake focused on getting to cover. It took him only a few seconds to get halfway there, and it was about that time that he realized that there was already someone there. Another few seconds and Jake was diving next to the man as a hail of gunfire came from the nearest bunker. As the rounds continued to pound into the craft, and the surrounding sand Jake peeked up at his cover buddy. Jake didn't know him but from the looks of what he was carrying the man was an engineer. "Hello." Jake said. "Need some help?" |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1177 days Last activity: 1177 days |
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| The Engineer looked up at Jake, with a look of panic on his face. "Thank God! I need to get to the shingle emplacement! Can you provide some cover fire while I move up and ahead?" He held his explosives in one hand, and his Colt in the other as he stared at Jake.
------------------------------------------ Kevin was still behind the barricade, waiting impatiently. "Where the hell is the rest of my squad?" |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5852 days Last activity: 5311 days |
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| "Okay then." Jake said with a nod. And just how am I suppose to do this?" Jake thought to himself.
Watching the tracers as they hit the sand, Jake tried to get an idea of the angle they were coming from. After a few moments Jake belly crawled toward the far end of the craft. While it was still being hit, just not as much as the rest of the craft. Looking back he shouted over the various noises to the engineer "When I give the word run out from the other side. I'll either get them, or get their attention." Coming up to one knee Jake took a deep breath, waited for the spray of bullets to pass, and twisted around the side of the craft. The nearest bunker was the one spraying the area with machinegun fire. A large dark gray block, tall and imposing. Near the top was what looked like a thin slice. From there came several streams of tracers from machineguns. Jake couldn’t really see the individual soldiers at this distance, but judging by the tracers Jake had a rough idea of where they were. Leveling his Thompson Jake started to fire at the source of the tracers. "GO!!!" Jake yelled as loud as he could. |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1177 days Last activity: 1177 days |
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| The engineer picked up his gear without any hesitation and ran for the shingle embankment. Kevin smiled as he watched. "Good job, Jake," he muttered to himself. THe engineer reached a large, sandy hill, covered by barbed wire and metal. He took out a pipe bomb and shoved it into the sand and lit it. Diving out of the way, he screamed, "FIRE IN THE HOLE!" With a marvelous explosion of sand and fire, the shingle embankment was destroyed. Advancement to the b unkers and MG nests are now possible. Kevin was still concerned though, about the fate of his comrads.
Mission status: 1: Rejoin Squad at Shingle Embankment. INCOMPLETE 2: Rescue Engineer at End of Embankment. COMPLETE 3: Rendezvous at Base of Bunker. INCOMPLETE 4. Destroy MG Nests on Ridge. INCOMPLETE 5. Eliminate Enemy Soldiers in Trench. INCOMPLETE |
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Spartan Metal battleaxe Is back. Kind of. Since: 11-15-04 Since last post: 100 days Last activity: 89 days |
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| *Chris Looks up as the door operator starts to call out drop time*
five...four...three...two...one...GO GO GO!! *As german MG fire starts to tear into the boat Chris runs and trips over a squadmates dead body landing in a shell crater left by german artillary* Shit! *Chris rips the plastic off of his rifle slings it over his soldier then rips the plastic off his pistols straping them into his holsters* Fuck... *Chris Looks out of the shell crater rifle in hands and spots a lone engineer and some man with a tompson firing at an MG emplacement* ...Psycho *Chris brings the scope to his eyes and zeros in on one of the MG Operators and shoots him in the head* Yes... *The other german mgs begin to fire on his position trying to avenge their fallen friend* I NEED COVERING FIRE!!!! (Last edited by Thor on 08-15-07 02:55 AM) |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1177 days Last activity: 1177 days |
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| Kevin spied him, and responded. "I gotcha! Hang on!" He peeked out behind some wood, and fired his gun towards the offending guard tower to draw its fire. "Everybody! The embankment is cleared! We gotta move! Get up to the base of the MG Bunkers!" | |||
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5852 days Last activity: 5311 days |
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| ake swiveled back around behind the cover of the up turned craft. He looked up to see a sniper zeroing in on a target from a crater not that far away. The sniper takes his shot. One of the sprays of gunfire stops completely. The rest start to shift over to the crater sniper.
"Okay... Here we go again." This time Jake stood up fully. And took aim. As Jake pulled the trigger he watched as his bullets hit in and around the cut in the bunker. Moving the Thompson back and forth the one stream of bullets went up and down the length of the emplacement. Weather the gunners were killed, or just taking cover Jake couldn't tell. Either way they had stopped shooting. And that suited Jake fine. Without taking his eyes off the target Jake started to side step around the boat. He knew that while his clip was large it would run out all too soon. Walking forward he kept the fire trained upon the emplacement. Hoping that the other would use this small time to move up. Jake took a few more steps. Then "Click" The clip was empty. As if that click was a starting pistol Jake was sprinting the rest of the distance for the remains of the shingle emplacement. Lying against the embankment next to the hole created by a set explosive Jake took a moment to reload. Removing the large drum Jake set it back where he pulled it from, and pulled out a normal thirty shot clip. Once he had taken care of this He looked around to see, who used his covering fire. |
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Spartan Metal battleaxe Is back. Kind of. Since: 11-15-04 Since last post: 100 days Last activity: 89 days |
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| *Chris Sprinted to rejoin the brass who was covering his ass with the Thompson. He dives next to him and salutes*
Sir! Tell me where you need me to fire im gonna go after the snipers til the rest of us regroup. * Chris gets his rifle to his shoulder and sights on the next watchtower in line and shoots an MG loader in the head chambers another round and shoots the gunner in the head* Sir. Tower Eliminated |
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Jobes Car Joe  Since: 02-01-05 From: Bensalem Since last post: 6020 days Last activity: 5020 days |
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| Name: Jobes Anderson
Nickname: Aces Age: 23 Hometown: Bensalem, Pa Weapon(s): M1 Garand Rifle with 8 Magazines of 8 rounds of .30 caliber, Colt 45 with 8 clips , 4 M36 (grenades) Rank: Corporal Aces runs off the Higgins boat as the men behind him are light up my machine gun nest on top of the hill. He jumps into a crater that was made right before the boat landed. The only thing you can see is the Ace of Spaces and Diamonds that are on his helmet. He takes his M1 and takes aim hitting a german in the shoulder and takes another shot and hits him square in the chest. Ace looks around to see if he can find anyone that he knows. He watches the planes fly over head and notices a man saluting. * What an idiot saluting in battle his is going to get that man killed. The germans want to take out high ranking officers.* |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1177 days Last activity: 1177 days |
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| Kevin dashed up to the shingle embankment through the paused fire of confused German guards, and waved his men through past the beach. Dodging the MG fire, Kevin got his way up to the base of one of the bunkers and waited there. While there, he was covered from enemy fire for a time. "HEY! GET OVER HERE! REGROUP WITH ME!" Kevin shouted, hoping his men would hear him. | |||
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5852 days Last activity: 5311 days |
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| Jake pulled the bolt back on his Thompson, and as he looked up he was startled to see someone saluting him. He recognized it as being the sniper from before. He watched at the sniper takes out an enemy, and then reports to him.
Then Jake sees the oak leaf. Oh shit... He thinks I'm an officer. A barrage of enemy gunfire on his location caused him to instinctively duck farther behind cover. Oh shit... They think I'm an officer. The barrage stopped, and Jake look at the Major sniper. "Sir, I'm enlisted!" He shouted over the din. Pointing at the two chevrons on his sleeve to show his real rank. Running through the opening next to him Jake thought he recognized the brass from the front of his boat. He wanted us to stick with him... Looking at the Major next to him he shouts, "Sir, I think we should go through here, and regroup with the general. I'll provide cover fire." Readying himself to roll up to his knees he spots another from his boat in a crater. Jake waves at the man, gestures for him to come up. Then rolling up to his knees he opens fire on the nearest machine gun emplacement. |
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Jobes Car Joe Since: 02-01-05 From: Bensalem Since last post: 6020 days Last activity: 5020 days |
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| Jobes runs to the next crater and dives head first into it. He spots a guy next to him dead but the dead soldier was carrying a torpedo tube. Jobes grabs the tube in his right hand and flings his rifle over his left shoulder. He gets up and runs to the crater infront of the barb wire. He sticks the tube under the wire and lights it and ducks down into the crater. An explosion and sand goes flying into the air and a 5 foot wide gap is in the barb wire.
"Alright lets go." Jobes grabs his rifle and dives through the hole and two germans start coming towards him. He lifts gun and shoots the first eye in the neck and the other one the stomach. (Last edited by Jobes on 01-02-06 03:18 AM) |
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The Accidental Protege Iggy Koopa I\"m your accidental protege... The gift, the blood, the thrownaway...\" Since: 03-08-05 From: Marching on the city of Southern Cross Since last post: 1177 days Last activity: 1177 days |
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| Kevin huffed the heavy air. All he could hear was death. "Is everyone here? Good." He adjusted his helmet, and spotted a grassy patch that led to the trenches which, in turn, would lead into the complex that housed the bunkers. Kevin picked up a few large stones near his feet and threw them towards the small clearing. Upon hitting the ground, there was an explosion, throwing dirt into the air. "Shit... mines.... We gotta clear em, boys. Follow me!" As he darted across the field, Kevin could see the small mounds more clearly, and avoided them nimbly, and made safe footfall on the wooden plankes that floored the large trench. "Come on!" | |||
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Jobes Car Joe Since: 02-01-05 From: Bensalem Since last post: 6020 days Last activity: 5020 days |
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| Jobes gets in a proned position and waits for back up. He gets in the crouched position and start to head for a door. He gets up close to the door and can hear german voices inside. *Schnell. Schnell.* Jobes opens the door a bit and lobs a grenade in the room. He turns and hits the dirt. A loud explosion is heard then screams from people in pain can be heard echoing from inside the room. Jobes opens the door and can see papers flying all around the room and can see limbs of dead soliders on the ground. All of Sudden machine gun fire ubrupts in the tiny room. Jobes closes the door and take over behind a small wall that faces the door. He points his M1 Garand Rifle at the door incase and soldiers try to exit. Bullets start flying for the door and Jobes takes cover against the wall. | |||
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Spartan Metal battleaxe Is back. Kind of. Since: 11-15-04 Since last post: 100 days Last activity: 89 days |
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| OOC: The salute thing comes as reflex...being he was a general...and may i note...that patton was the only one who ever came close to being in battle with his troops... We will just stay i stuck with the group during my posting absence
BIC: *Chris Ducks for cover as Jobes chucks the grenade in drawing one of his pistols and aiming at the door ready for any german troops to come out. *Sneeze* Shit.... *Two german troops come running out of the bunker clawing at their wounds chris snaps his 45. up and doubletaps the first one to the head with the handgun as Jobes shoots the other one with his rifle* OOC: sorry jobes...just assuming trying to get the story moving.BIC: Nice Jobes... |
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GuardianOni Shaman Since: 09-07-04 From: The dark path Since last post: 5852 days Last activity: 5311 days |
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| OOC: you saluted the one with the Thompson... That was me... My character is a corporal. Not even an officer. Dosn't really matter.
BIC: Jake fired until the clip was empty again, but this time he felt like taking a risk. Yeah like being out on this beach isn't enough of a risk. He thought to himself as he stood and made for the opening. Passing through only a few steps in front of the renewed machine gun fire. He reached the bunker wall where the general had been and took a moment to reload, again. Looking up he saw the trench that the others were in. Running across the open field he quickly reached the others as the major sniper dispatches a German with a handgun. "Sorry I'm late." He says as he takes cover with his back against the wall next to Jobes. |
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