The Atheist Front
05-08-2005, 02:49
OOC: This is meant to give some general information of how the organization works, or a bit about its cause. Hope it'll do the job. Currently I don't know where it takes place, I'm leaving it for you to decide (as in, if anyone is willing to be the host nation).
"OK, we need to do this again so we can eventually do it perfectly." Erik Kleiton announced few minutes after everything went wrong earlier when they were going over their plans. He turned to one of the men around a black desk, "John, reorganize the board."
They all called this room 'the war room'. Activists went down to an underground bunker in the area of one of the camps to simulate a well-planned attack on a specific target. In the center of this large warehouse-looking room stood a big black desk, with small paper notes on it marking buildings, streets, targets… An operation-map for the poor.
John moved few paper notes marked as 'van', 'baggage', 'police car' and such. The board seemed like a busy city-center with office structures, coffee shops, shopping malls and parking lots.
"So we're gonna do this again. This time, Rick, do think about the escape options. Last time you ran straight to a crowded store.
"Eric, we'll have more intelligence on the targets in real events."
"Yes, but refer to this board as the map and notes you'll be given in such an event."
John marked one of the buildings – a beautiful old cathedral – with a red X, positioned cars, people and guards around it, and turned to Rick for the details.
"Well Rick, our field activists found out that in this cathedral, minister Nicolas incites against non-believers. He is an extreme-conservative little bastard, and your job is to give him a lesson."
Eric started learning the board. He took every corner into consideration, and thought about his options with two 500kg TNT loaded white vans, two drivers to move them, two field activists, and a single target.
"It's now four in the morning, do try to make this work before people ruin the plans by arriving to the area."
Rick thought for a few more minutes, and then spoke out his entire idea.
"Put the first van in that parking lot two blocks west of the target, and the second one in front of the target, in that…" He read the notes again, "…Manchester Square."
"OK, what else?" Eric asked him as if he was in a test.
"The first van, after the driver leaves it calmly to the coffee shop three blocks from it, detonates at exactly four and thirty five minutes."
"You're getting close to the deadline, the shopping mall near the target opens up at about five."
"I know." Rick continues with his plan, "At the same time, the second driver leaves the second van and heads to the same coffee shop, now 5 blocks away. When both in the place, I assume no more than ten minutes later, the second van detonates at fifteen minutes before five.
"So now you have panic, two deaths, thirteen wounded and police all around. What now?"
"Shit!"
The shout echoed in the large 'war room' as a young uniformed man walked to the three activists while swearing every person he met in his life.
"Damn it… sir!"
"What?" Eric replied.
"Wilson confirmed two helicopters heading this way. We believe they're hostile."
"Shit. Just now… Well inform the fella's above. We're going stealth again."
The young activist ran several floors up the stairs and started moving things above ground. Loads of TNT explosive, few kilograms of C-4 explosive, some few hundreds of AK-47 assault rifles, and no more than a hundred grenades were instantly covered with woods, leaves and camouflage-colored cloths.
Most of the men, about 60 of them, ran to the bushes, holding rifles and knives.
They quietly, but anxiously, listened to the sound of the helicopters, and waited.
OOC: It's open, feel free to determine the place.
"OK, we need to do this again so we can eventually do it perfectly." Erik Kleiton announced few minutes after everything went wrong earlier when they were going over their plans. He turned to one of the men around a black desk, "John, reorganize the board."
They all called this room 'the war room'. Activists went down to an underground bunker in the area of one of the camps to simulate a well-planned attack on a specific target. In the center of this large warehouse-looking room stood a big black desk, with small paper notes on it marking buildings, streets, targets… An operation-map for the poor.
John moved few paper notes marked as 'van', 'baggage', 'police car' and such. The board seemed like a busy city-center with office structures, coffee shops, shopping malls and parking lots.
"So we're gonna do this again. This time, Rick, do think about the escape options. Last time you ran straight to a crowded store.
"Eric, we'll have more intelligence on the targets in real events."
"Yes, but refer to this board as the map and notes you'll be given in such an event."
John marked one of the buildings – a beautiful old cathedral – with a red X, positioned cars, people and guards around it, and turned to Rick for the details.
"Well Rick, our field activists found out that in this cathedral, minister Nicolas incites against non-believers. He is an extreme-conservative little bastard, and your job is to give him a lesson."
Eric started learning the board. He took every corner into consideration, and thought about his options with two 500kg TNT loaded white vans, two drivers to move them, two field activists, and a single target.
"It's now four in the morning, do try to make this work before people ruin the plans by arriving to the area."
Rick thought for a few more minutes, and then spoke out his entire idea.
"Put the first van in that parking lot two blocks west of the target, and the second one in front of the target, in that…" He read the notes again, "…Manchester Square."
"OK, what else?" Eric asked him as if he was in a test.
"The first van, after the driver leaves it calmly to the coffee shop three blocks from it, detonates at exactly four and thirty five minutes."
"You're getting close to the deadline, the shopping mall near the target opens up at about five."
"I know." Rick continues with his plan, "At the same time, the second driver leaves the second van and heads to the same coffee shop, now 5 blocks away. When both in the place, I assume no more than ten minutes later, the second van detonates at fifteen minutes before five.
"So now you have panic, two deaths, thirteen wounded and police all around. What now?"
"Shit!"
The shout echoed in the large 'war room' as a young uniformed man walked to the three activists while swearing every person he met in his life.
"Damn it… sir!"
"What?" Eric replied.
"Wilson confirmed two helicopters heading this way. We believe they're hostile."
"Shit. Just now… Well inform the fella's above. We're going stealth again."
The young activist ran several floors up the stairs and started moving things above ground. Loads of TNT explosive, few kilograms of C-4 explosive, some few hundreds of AK-47 assault rifles, and no more than a hundred grenades were instantly covered with woods, leaves and camouflage-colored cloths.
Most of the men, about 60 of them, ran to the bushes, holding rifles and knives.
They quietly, but anxiously, listened to the sound of the helicopters, and waited.
OOC: It's open, feel free to determine the place.