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El Salvador is hit with double disaster; New Stamford helps (by invading) (Earth III)

New Stamford
22-02-2005, 06:47
The man in the balcony picked up his sniper rifle. He had been hidden there all day, waiting for the presidental procession to go by. Finally, he heard the kind of music that was usually heard during presidental processions (boring music).

Slowly, they inched into view; five tanks, fleeted by a swarm of police and military, all walking in order. The El Salvadorian presidet had gotten his army to function properly during his reign, but he was still hated by the people. Glass bottles and rocks were sometimes thrown, and the throwers were promptly shot. People avioded the bodies.

Finally, the president came within range of the expensive rifle. The man took one last glance to see roughly where the president was. Through the scope, the president was clearly not a nice person. Scarred and surly, it was obvious he was not enjoying the reaction from the crowd. He turned, perhaps to order a mass execution, and the man pulled the trigger.

He did not see much; he had already begun putting away the rifle, but he heard the yells. Some were joyful, others fearful.

As the man walked out of the balcony, the earth began to rumble, then shake violently. Soon, it became apparent that a massive earthquake had begun. The sniper turned to run into a field, but he never made it.

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Most of San Salvador (the capital) was destroyed, and chaos spread through the country. El Salvadore needed somebody to step in. Somebody perhaps from New England, with questionable POW treatment, and with ED 209 robots. That somebody is... NEW STAMFORD!

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The first to arrive was a "small group of peacekeepers" (at least, that was what was in the papers) of 300 men, along with 30 of those ED 209s that were so kick-ass (as the Mayor said to the news reporters who asked why they were needed on a peacekeeping mission).

On February 21, the group landed at the port of La Libertad and began the slow trek to the ruined capital.
New Stamford
22-02-2005, 06:48
This is a re-post of an RP; I wasn't sure if it was no good because I didn't specify what Earth it was on.
New Stamford
15-03-2005, 01:12
OOC: I am still here on Earth III and I will continue my RPs.

IC: The scouts had been toiling through the hills for days now, radioing back the conditions in the hills. The scouts were new recruits, and as such lacked dicipline, and so they did things that no hardened soldier would do.

As they passed a grove of trees, a man ran out of the trees, yelling. "Welcome, Stamford, welcome-"

The scout nearest him, Jacobs, made a few sputtering noises and sprayed lead in the man's direction. He had thumbed the weapon to full automatic, against training.

"Christ, Jacobs, what are you doing?!" Tom, the man in charge of the scout party yelled. When the Salvadorian fell, Tom ran to Jacobs and did the first thing he could think of- he pimp-smacked Jacobs the way his older brother had taught him when he was twelve. Jacobs fell.

As the other two men rushed to the Salvadorian in the field (who was yelling in Spanish, a good sign) Tom kneeled in front of Jacobs. Only now did Tom notice how pale Jacobs was. As Tom kneeled in for a closer look, Jacobs vomited. He looked away.

A few hours later, a helicopter took the Salvadorian and Jacobs away. When Tom found out of an ilness in the water that caused mild hallucinations in those affected, Tom emptied his canteen. The Salvadorian had been hit in the thigh, but he would be fine.

And they were there only a few days.