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Ryan Ptooie Is back!           Since: 10-01-04 From: Stafford, UK Since last post: 4646 days Last activity: 4606 days |
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| It is the year 4355, a time where global warming has been prevented, the environment has been perfect for centuries, and the whole world is going smoothly. Until those god damn creatures start appearing over Earth. If we don't fight back soon, the human race as we know it will crumble. We must defend ourselves.
Your characters must follow this guideline: Name: Age: Occupation (optional): Weapons (Futuristic please, not iron swords etc.): Armour (Again futuristic): Character Abilities: Not magic and such, but say your character is an awesome kick boxer, or has enough strength to bust down half a foot of lead Weapon Abilities: Choose from fire, ice, electric, psi energy and anti-matter Physical Appearence: All characters start off in a the helecopter (not a loud one, a really silent futuristic one) where we discuss our plan to help defeat the monsters etc. Name: Jack Brocklehurst Age: 21 Occupation: Weapons Master, H.A. (Human Army) Spy Weapons: Phaser (Laser Pistol, held in side pocket), electro-tool (carried on back) Armour: Helmet that creates a force field around face and neck, basic H.A. (Human Army) Uniform, black trousers, blue jacket, ammo pockets, bullet proof vest etc. Character Abilities: Excellent stealth training allows Ryan to sneak into almost any place he needsto get to. The reason he was chosen to be a spy in the H.A. Weapon Abilities: The Phaser pistol can be set so the bullets bounce off of walls, but this increases the amount of power needed for the shot Physical Appearance: A plain face with no distinct features, quite strong, shown by muscles, he always wears his *Jack sits in the chair and begins to discuss the situation, while the quiet hum of the helecopter they are in fills the room* "Okay, Earth is being overrun... the monsters are beginning to eat away our only land of trees for our oxygen. We have been given orders to prevent this of course. We will be greeted by an army of 150 men, which will be divided amongst our number. Try to stay alive, as we are going to get more orders soon enough" *He takes his Phaser out of his pocket and checks to make sure it is in working order* "...And there will not be much ammo or electrical packs to use. What is there is what we get. Everyone understand?" |
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Spartan Metal battleaxe Is back. Kind of. Since: 11-15-04 Since last post: 91 days Last activity: 79 days |
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| Name: Chris Wistock
Age:25 Occupation: Mercenary Weapons: an echani cortosis weave vibrosword, Sniper Rifle, Laser Rifle. Armour: Mjolner Mark X combat armor Character Abilities: Armor increases strength and reaction times, Tae Kwon Do Master. Weapon abilities: Anti-Matter Physical Appearence: 2 meters tall his armor is sickly green with a refractive coating and energy sheilds run off his fusion backback on his armor. Alias: Spartan *Spartan looks Jack and listens* "Well shit...Ammo is going to be hard to come by...Oh well my vibrosword will but this god damn aliens up." (Last edited by Spartan on 05-10-05 11:49 AM) |
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Lord Vulkas Mormonus Vile High Xeodent of Xeomerica.  Since: 10-29-04 From: North Carolina, United States. World, Sol System, milky way Since last post: 97 days Last activity: 97 days |
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| ooc: Spartan, echani? we aren't in Star Wars as far as I know.
Name: Y-35 Age: unknown Occupation: once assasin, now a mercenary after having been reprogrammed hust a few years earlier. Weapons: two vibro-swords, two plasma pistols, magnetic weapons for using ammo, and a flamethrower Armour: copper atoms all pressed together to make it inpenitrable Character Abilities: Extreme strength, speed, and fast computing power. Weapon Abilities: Electric Physical Appearence: Y-35 is a redish orange robot, with bright red eyes, that are in slits. it is humanoid, and looks thin. ic: "Observation: it appears that these creatures will need quick extermination. I am indeed fortunate that my weapons are all self recharging, and will need no power packs." Y-35 said as it was sitting down in the chair closest to the door. "Perhaps we should attempt to capture one of them, and then study it for weaknesses. I would much appreciate getting this project over so that I could get my next batch of credits." |
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Ryan Ptooie Is back! Since: 10-01-04 From: Stafford, UK Since last post: 4646 days Last activity: 4606 days |
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| "Okay we'll be landing soon. Just be careful as there are the creatures of course, but there is also every type of plant that has ever existed, including the poisonouse ones... yeah right, Y-35, you probably wont care, but make sure you cover up there chris. The plant's venom in there could kill you within a minute"
*Jack looks out the window, and sees the island draw closer* "If we can capture one, we may be able to study it, but as there are so many different kinds and mutations, we would have to capture one of each 'species'. Let's hope there aren't too many" *He takes his electro-tool off of his back and plugs it in a socket in the helicopter for a few seconds, making sure it was fully charged. He grabs a pack off of the wall next to him. It contains three energy packs, 2 first aids and all helicopter issue packs contain a disposable parachute. When they begin to get over the top of the island he eases the door open* "Okay, follow me" *He jumps out and instantly pulls open the parachute. He slowly falls down to the island, and tries to get into the other's view and gestures them to come down* |
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Lord Vulkas Mormonus Vile High Xeodent of Xeomerica. Since: 10-29-04 From: North Carolina, United States. World, Sol System, milky way Since last post: 97 days Last activity: 97 days |
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| Y-35 jumped down, speading its arms out to go as slow as possible, then one mile from the ground, and used a rocket pack on it's hands and legs to slow it down, and it cam to a safe landing on its feet with both guns drawn. Many of the poisonous plants were all around. It communicated through a radio on its arm to Spartan and Jack.
"Seal your suits, and land as slow as possible." Y-35 pulled out its flame thrower and began to burn the pants in order to prevent the poison. |
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Spartan Metal battleaxe Is back. Kind of. Since: 11-15-04 Since last post: 91 days Last activity: 79 days |
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| *Spartan Jumps sealing his suits ports and starts to recycle air*
Fine then... *One mile up spartan pumps his hydrostatic gel and starts to roll he hits the ground roling and starts to cut plants with his vibrosword* you ninnys need parachutes and rockets... Keep an eye out people. |
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Ryan Ptooie Is back! Since: 10-01-04 From: Stafford, UK Since last post: 4646 days Last activity: 4606 days |
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| (ooc: hang on partan, wasn't your name chris?)
*Jack lands down quite slowly, and stands in an area of the burnt plants* "Our armies are through a little deeper into the jungle" *He looks at his map* "its about a 10 minute walk. Have your weapons at the ready" *Jack takes his Phaser out and begins to walk down the narrow path, and fires at a bird like creature, taking it down. He kicks it to make sure it's immobile, and it was* "That was easy" *He continues on* (Last edited by RYjet911 on 05-10-05 12:46 PM) |
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Lord Vulkas Mormonus Vile High Xeodent of Xeomerica. Since: 10-29-04 From: North Carolina, United States. World, Sol System, milky way Since last post: 97 days Last activity: 97 days |
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| "Suggestion: perhaps we should run to divide the amout of time in half? Also, regarding the forces, I am not a commander. I will leave their control to you can Spartan." | |||
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Spartan Metal battleaxe Is back. Kind of. Since: 11-15-04 Since last post: 91 days Last activity: 79 days |
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| OOC: SPartan is my alias...
BIC: FIne i guess so... *Spartan sheathes his sword and draws his laser rifle and starts to fire at the incoming enemys getting headshots each time* Aim for the head or neck it seems to work best... |
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Dark Vader Slime  Since: 10-21-04 From: Menzoberanzan Since last post: 7047 days Last activity: 7033 days |
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| Can I still join this? Here is my character if I can:
Name: Dack Anderson Age: 22 Weapons: Big Bad (Blaster cannon, bazooka sized), Stutter mouth (Automatic underslung blaster), and Buzzkill (vibro-blade type weapon), as well as numerous grenades of various types (frag, smoke, stun, HE, etc.) Armor: Sealed battle suit, powered, adds to his strength... a little Occupation: Soldier Speacial skills: Insane strenth, he could pick up a loaded semi and throw it twenty yards (that is about the most he could do) this also keeps the repeating blaster a lot steadier than it would be if someone else was wielding it, and demolitions Appearance: At just over five feet, and fairly thin, most people would not give him a second glance on the battlefield... unless they saw some of the firepower he was toting around on his back. He wears a suit of powered armor, it resembles the armor of the clone troopers, but is far more durrable, it is also sealed off, allowing him to opperate in any environment with its own self contained air supply. *Dack busts out of the restroom on the chopper, pulling his gloves over his hands. He grabs his weapons and leaps out of the chopper realizing he overshot the landing zone.* Shit! *He lands almost three miles from the rest of the group, landing in a roll, his armor absorbing all of the impact. He takes a minute to determine where the others are then heads off in that general direction, hacking through some plants with Buzzkill as he goes, running when he can. He thinks that he could reach the landing site in about 15 minutes if he moves quickly. He thinks to contact the others, but then realizes that he had left his pack with all of his medical gear and communicator in the chopper.* DOUBLE SHIT! *He looks up at the chopper as it flys off into the distance.* Time to upgrade cussing FUCK!!!! |
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Ryan Ptooie Is back! Since: 10-01-04 From: Stafford, UK Since last post: 4646 days Last activity: 4606 days |
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| "Wait a minute... wasn't there four people on the helicopter?" *Jack sees Dack fall from the sky and land quite far away* "Erm... yeah... he'll find his way to the meeting area" *Jack breaks into a run as Y-35 suggested, and puts away his Phaser to run a bit faster* "Hmm... about a 4 to 5 minute run then"
*** *As they all reach the meeting area, they are called into their groups of about 30 men each, Spartan recieves extra because Y-35 didn't want any. Jack takes his men and goes East, hoping the others will go a different way* (Last edited by RYjet911 on 05-12-05 02:38 AM) |
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Spartan Metal battleaxe Is back. Kind of. Since: 11-15-04 Since last post: 91 days Last activity: 79 days |
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| *Spartans organizes his men into squads of 10 men each with 10 men in his squad and organizes his squads into 5 teams of 2 men fire teams*
Okay men lets go. *Spartan walks with Y-35 his men spread out sporadicly fireing at the things* Y-35 Whats your story...Why are you here on this planet? |
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Dark Vader Slime Since: 10-21-04 From: Menzoberanzan Since last post: 7047 days Last activity: 7033 days |
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| *As Dack is hacking his way over to the rest of the group, he barely hears something in the trees off to the side. He looks in that direction, the HUD in his helmet not showing anything. Not seeing anything, he turns back to cutting his way through. A half-second later, he gets tackeled by what looks like some kind of very large wolf, its jaws clamping down on his arm, the armor preventing the teeth from getting through. He grabs it and pulls it off, tossing it into a tree with a force that should have shattered its skull. He turns to continue on his way when out of the corner of his eye he sees the thing get back up.*
Well that's not good... *As it leaps at him again, he grabs it by the top jaw and slams it into the ground, he sticks Buzzkill in its little sheat and hauls Stuttermouth off of his back, at the same time planting a foot on the back of the things neck. He drops the barrel so that it is pointed straight at the things head and fires a three shot burst into it. It's forepaws contiue to bat harmlessly at his legs. He opens up again, this time fireing the remaining twenty six bolts into the thing's head, his shots echoing out to the others.* DIE!!!!! *After the last bolt left the barrel, and slammed into the things head, it finnaly stopped thrashing, going limp under his foot.* God I hope they are not all as tough to kill as that. *He puts away the rifle and pulls out the vibro-blade and hacks off the things head just to be sure that it is dead, then he turns back and continues to cut his way to the others.* |
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Ryan Ptooie Is back! Since: 10-01-04 From: Stafford, UK Since last post: 4646 days Last activity: 4606 days |
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| *A blip on one of Jack's men's radars sets off*
Andy: "Sir, I think we found Dack" Jack: "Which direction?" Andy: "3 clicks due south" Jack: "He got that far? Ah well, better go fetch him" *Ryan leads his army into a jog and go south towards Dack's position* (ooc: for those who don't know, a click is 1 kilometer... well at least I think so) (Last edited by RYjet911 on 05-12-05 03:58 PM) |
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Dark Vader Slime Since: 10-21-04 From: Menzoberanzan Since last post: 7047 days Last activity: 7033 days |
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| OOC: Yeah, a click is one Kilometer.
IC: *Dack continues on his path to the original landing site. He gets about halfway there when something large hits him in the back, causing him to drop buzzkill. He slams his head back, knocking the creature off, he turns to look at it.* Fuck, another one. *He reaches back to grab his rifle when he gets slammed in the back by somthing else, again knocking him to the ground. This time he reaches back and grabs the new attacker around its furred neck. He pulls it off of him and stands up, popping his neck as he does so. Expecting another attack from behind, he turns just in time to catch another one by the jaw. He slams it into the ground the does that thing from wrestling where one guy jumps up into the air with the other's head pointed down to land on that guy's head. He stands up and grabs it by the hind legs. He starts to spin around, picking up momentum and speed before he finnaly lets go. He turns his attention to the others. The wolf-like creature hurtles through the foliage, bursting through the trees in front of the group that had turned to find him, continueing onwards past them, howling the entire way before is slams into several trees, finaly becoming impaled on a tree branch.* |
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Ryan Ptooie Is back! Since: 10-01-04 From: Stafford, UK Since last post: 4646 days Last activity: 4606 days |
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| *Jack and his army get about half way there when they recieve a large blast of heat and flame from an unknown source. Jack and 4 soldiers managed to escape the blast and begin firing at the overly large bird covered in controlled flames. As they fire, the shots don't seem to do much affect and the bird swoops down throwing long strips of fire. The five of them try and dodge this and recieve quite large burns. Jack takes his electro-tool off his back and fires it. The bird and several smaller flying creatures behind it get literally vapourized within seconds*
Jack: "Fuck... It managed to get the others though" Andy: "Yeah..." ***BLIP*** "... oh I've got Dack back on the reciever. He's about a click and a half away now. Shouldn't take any longer than 10 to 15 minutes *The grenadier that looked as if he had been burnt to death suddenly stands up* Dave: "Damn, I've lost half my grenades!" Jack: "How are you still living?" Dave: "I managed to get a flame proof jacket from a retiring fireman. Got it for $15" Jack: "Good thinking... Better get back on trail. Let's just hope Dack's fine" *The survivors carry on through the jungle at a high speed jog with their weapons at the full ready, Jack running with his electro-tool, Andy with his twin Phasers, Dave with his Auto-Phaser (Machine gun) and the rest carrying standard issue Bio-Rifles (Fires poisonouse balls of goo that dissolve and cause infection on contact)* |
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Lord Vulkas Mormonus Vile High Xeodent of Xeomerica. Since: 10-29-04 From: North Carolina, United States. World, Sol System, milky way Since last post: 97 days Last activity: 97 days |
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| Y-35 looked at Spartan. "The survival of the human race is neccesary. I used to travel the world fighting in single combat all those who might have had the power to cause the human race to become extinct. I still do, but now, in order to care for my weaponary, I work as a mercenary."
He altered his gun, and put inwhat looked like a lot of string with magnets attatched to each end. "do not kill any creatures that I have not captured one of yet, nor any that I have in my nets. I must find weaknesses for many." |
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Ryan Ptooie Is back! Since: 10-01-04 From: Stafford, UK Since last post: 4646 days Last activity: 4606 days |
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| *As Jack's army nears Dack's position, they see the wolf impaled on the tree*
Jack: "He's here alright..." *They keep their weapons up and see the bloodstained figure infront of them* Jack: "Look at you... what the hell happened here?" |
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Spartan Metal battleaxe Is back. Kind of. Since: 11-15-04 Since last post: 91 days Last activity: 79 days |
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| Hmm intersesting...
*A group of 3 weird scampering things start spitting acid at spartan and Y-35* Shit! *spartan rolls to the side and starts to fire at them with his rifle* Open fire men!!!!!! *Spartans men open fire with their rifles and grenades* The creatures start to spit more acid |
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Dark Vader Slime Since: 10-21-04 From: Menzoberanzan Since last post: 7047 days Last activity: 7033 days |
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| Ohh. Nothing... just some rabid dogs.
*He wipes blood from his facemask, and pulls a rag from a pouch on his belt, and wipes down what he can. His armor is covered in teeth and claw marks.* Damn. *He picks up his vibroblade and walks over to one of the large wolf-like creatures and chops its head off, then does the same with the other.* You may want to watch out for these things... they are tough fuckers to kill. *He turns to look at Jack. He quickly reaches back and flips Big Bad over his shoulder and blasts it into a tree over Jack's shoulder. Another one of the creatures falls from the tree, its head and upper body smoldering... it stands back up. Dack points to it.* You see what I mean. |
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