The Holy Saints
04-04-2004, 07:50
oh, you're so excuisite. And in the mirror, all midnight eyes. Oh, if i could remain, but it's just a visit. All midnight eyes read 'vacancy'. Twisted, twisting. To the lovely dancing lights, I begged, "May I cut in?" but they never stopped playing "their song". Of a joyous song they sing, I've heard whispers. On a freezing note, I resonate. Just like romantic verses, just like a joyous end, just like a memory, it twists me. You land as lightly as the new snow...' was heard ringing through the great hall of The Republic.
The new government had deemed there to be soothing poetic music in the background of their meetings, congregations, and voting sessions. The country had moved into a nice, soothing, peaceful phase of its life, the highpoint, the apex, you might say, where there had been no war for many years, and no rebellion since the last 'Great Turn' in which millions of men, women, and children had died on many occasions, and in which other nations saw the nation as a disgrace to the name 'Nationstate' because it was no longer a state at those times, it was two territories fighting each other for the greater control.
Now revolutionary thoughts were spreading once more. The government was quite aware of these and had silently been silencing them by rooting out the leaders of these 'Un-patriotic' thoughts and tellings, with scores of the so called 'desenters' being sent away to an unknown destination, off the minds of the politicians and corporate executives threatened by them.
But even in the government, there was a circle of the 'desenters'. Unbeknownst to the greater administrative body, a plot was being set up within The Republican Hall to make these thoughts heard. These plans had already begun in a phase called 'The Recruitment'....
Petroglynska, May 23rd, 2236, 5 kliks outside of the city.
Sev Brutiski had been recruited into a program called 'Greater Security' and was being viciously trained by days and now weeks of constant physical training and Military exercise. Now, along with his friends and comrades from all over THS territory, he knew how to shoot a man 2 miles away with a thermal scope and a sniper rifle, how to end a man's life with a knife, thread, gun, or rocket, and how to effectively assasinate a moving target.
At the same time, in the D.I. quarters, the camp commander was speaking with the Drill Instructors about their process in the training for an operation at an unknown date and place in which all of the recruities would be participating.
'Men, you have been doing very well training these soldiers. Now they are capable of almost any Military operation.' He boomed through the room, answered by an even louder 'AYE AYE, SIR!' and all hands in the room assuming a relaxed posture on command from the captain at the podium.
'Our progress, however, is slightly behind schedule, as we only have a 5 week training window for these men. Train with haste, train well, and God be with you.' then he curtly added, 'Dismissed!'
As the D.I.s left the room, they broke out into a hoarse chatter as many had lost their voices from yelling at the soldiers. Many were in great anticipation of the operation ahead, as each would be in command of four men, or all the men they were training. in total there were 16 drill instrucors, meaning that there were 64 soldiers being trained at the camp...
OOC: now, as this is an open RP, just make a character and go along with the training as i announce the change from one week to another and then, eventually, the 'Operation' in question. This should be quite entertaing.
P.S.: this is a spec. ops. training camp, so you can guess the future...
The new government had deemed there to be soothing poetic music in the background of their meetings, congregations, and voting sessions. The country had moved into a nice, soothing, peaceful phase of its life, the highpoint, the apex, you might say, where there had been no war for many years, and no rebellion since the last 'Great Turn' in which millions of men, women, and children had died on many occasions, and in which other nations saw the nation as a disgrace to the name 'Nationstate' because it was no longer a state at those times, it was two territories fighting each other for the greater control.
Now revolutionary thoughts were spreading once more. The government was quite aware of these and had silently been silencing them by rooting out the leaders of these 'Un-patriotic' thoughts and tellings, with scores of the so called 'desenters' being sent away to an unknown destination, off the minds of the politicians and corporate executives threatened by them.
But even in the government, there was a circle of the 'desenters'. Unbeknownst to the greater administrative body, a plot was being set up within The Republican Hall to make these thoughts heard. These plans had already begun in a phase called 'The Recruitment'....
Petroglynska, May 23rd, 2236, 5 kliks outside of the city.
Sev Brutiski had been recruited into a program called 'Greater Security' and was being viciously trained by days and now weeks of constant physical training and Military exercise. Now, along with his friends and comrades from all over THS territory, he knew how to shoot a man 2 miles away with a thermal scope and a sniper rifle, how to end a man's life with a knife, thread, gun, or rocket, and how to effectively assasinate a moving target.
At the same time, in the D.I. quarters, the camp commander was speaking with the Drill Instructors about their process in the training for an operation at an unknown date and place in which all of the recruities would be participating.
'Men, you have been doing very well training these soldiers. Now they are capable of almost any Military operation.' He boomed through the room, answered by an even louder 'AYE AYE, SIR!' and all hands in the room assuming a relaxed posture on command from the captain at the podium.
'Our progress, however, is slightly behind schedule, as we only have a 5 week training window for these men. Train with haste, train well, and God be with you.' then he curtly added, 'Dismissed!'
As the D.I.s left the room, they broke out into a hoarse chatter as many had lost their voices from yelling at the soldiers. Many were in great anticipation of the operation ahead, as each would be in command of four men, or all the men they were training. in total there were 16 drill instrucors, meaning that there were 64 soldiers being trained at the camp...
OOC: now, as this is an open RP, just make a character and go along with the training as i announce the change from one week to another and then, eventually, the 'Operation' in question. This should be quite entertaing.
P.S.: this is a spec. ops. training camp, so you can guess the future...