NationStates Jolt Archive

*Julo sat back in a chair contently inside the cantina, staring through the window at the white landscape and busy merchants. Alpha 881 was a modest trading colony, famous for it's adamantium. A crowd of people entered the room.

"New arrivals. Quite a big bunch though."

Unlike the normal travellers who were happy to be inside, these men looked slightly angry. One of them shouted in a foreign tounge, and they all drew autopistols. One fired into a nearby man who had gotten up, and promptly sent him downward.

A voice over the loud speaker boomed, "You will not move, this colony is under control of the Blood Dragons, we are seizing all cargo. You will comply."

*Falx glanced outward to notice a passenger ship land and be boarded as he slowly unclipped hos laspistol, which was hidden by the plush chair.


He flung his arm upwards and shot rapidly into the pirates, one, caught by suprise, cartwheeled his arms and flipped over the bar, while the others fired at him, he dove behind a table as bullets riddled the wall.

"This is it..."

OOC: Just post your characters in here, all I need is:

Name:
Age:
Weapons:
Description (Optional):

Name: Syrfed Poltyer
Age: 753
Weapons: Staff,Sword,Laserpistol standard
Description: Drow mage will uses magic often (if this is unacceptable let me know.) and knows his way around the controls of any ship.

That's fine.

*Julo popped up and fired another round, but they had expected him, a round grazed his head, but his shoulder was hit, smashing him agaisnt the wall painfully, blood splattered over it as he crumpled.

"O-Ou-Ouch...", he spluttered.

OOC: how should I introduce my guy I do not know.

Well, a dropship just landed, we're in a cantina.

You could be a patron, come outta a bathroom, disembark from the ship.

Think.

Name: Sheil Reavanite
Age: 28
Weapons: Almost anything you want
Description: Arms dealer, captain of the ship Mini-Cannon. Dislikes people.

Sheil sat in the catina, then noticed the men move in, shooting the one guy. HE also saw anoher pwerson take out a weapon and aim it at the men.

He stood up, his long coat concealing his few personal weapons. His preferred weapon, a grenade launcher, was too large to conceal, but he kept his hands in his false pockets, hands on two highly-illegal particle aceleration pistols.

"Now, you are disturbing our drinks. Please leave, now, before I have to do anything you'd regret. Mabee. you might live that long..."

Then the firefight started.

He drew his pistols and returned fire

Name: Sheil Reavanite
Age: 28
Weapons: Almost anything you want
Description: Arms dealer, captain of the ship Mini-Cannon. Dislikes people.

Sheil sat in the catina, then noticed the men move in, shooting the one guy. HE also saw anoher pwerson take out a weapon and aim it at the men.

He stood up, his long coat concealing his few personal weapons. His preferred weapon, a grenade launcher, was too large to conceal, but he kept his hands in his false pockets, hands on two highly-illegal particle aceleration pistols.

"Now, you are disturbing our drinks. Please leave, now, before I have to do anything you'd regret. Mabee. you might live that long..."

Then the firefight started.

He drew his pistols and returned fire

*A pirate ducked for cover, but the pistol caught him in the head, splattering everything everwhere. Another, just out of the bathroom, drew a pistol and put it to his head.*

"Let's take a walk..."

Name: Dorro Stalburg
Age: 36
Weapons: Sniper Rifle, Laser Pistol, Knife, Smoke Grenades, and Regular Grenades.
Description: Was in the Army for 10 years then was recruited to a Special Forces unit for 5 years. Then was trained by the goverment to be an assassian. Was on his way to kill a military leader from a different planet but his ship broke down so he landed on this planet.

"Oh great now what am I going to do," Dorro muttered to himself. He took out his knife and slit the throat of whoever was pointing a gun at him. Then he took out his pistol, threw a smoke grenade then ran out the door and hid in a broken down warehouse nextdoor.

OOC:
Name: Alucard (http://www.absoluteanime.com/hellsing/alucard.gif)
Age: 567 years
Weapons: Joshua (http://www.absoluteanime.com/hellsing/casull.jpg), and Jackal (http://perso.wanadoo.fr/xeenmangaworld/hellsing/armes/pistolet%2013mmnoirpetite.jpg)
Description (Optional): Alucard is a five-hundred year-old nosferatu, or a true emortal vampire. He is not actually emortal, however that is the description given to the nosferatu which describes their absolutely horrid ammount of power due to their long centuries of learning it. There are but a few Nosferatu in the entire universe, and Alucard is among the most powerful of vampires. He wields in combat his two pistols named Joshua and Jackal, which are more like small rifle's due to their length and weight. Each chamber .454 Casuul rounds, which find their primary useage in modern society hunting bear and other such formidable creatures. Alucard enjoys battle emmensly, and essentially lives for it. He often finds himself giving large, elaborate speaches while being mowed down by fire. He takes no effort to dodge them, however, as he can simply regenerate the damage a few moments later. I know I could God Mod with htis charachter. I don't intend to. I intend to have a flair for the dramatics here. Is that okay?

IC:
Part of the recently docked transport's passengers, Alucard was calmly walking down the exit terminal when he heard shots break out. He had initially thought that this station would be a boring one -- it harboured little action of late. It was an error that turned out to his liking. He put on his evil shit-eater grin (http://www.animeworld.pl/fan/fanarts/alucard_by_frania2.jpg) as he walked down the hall, quickening his pace. He was nearly at a run when he passed by the entrance to the room. He slowed to a stop, his boots clacking on the ground and his grinned widened as he saw the battle ensuing. He looked like a child at a candy store. He walked in the room, right through the center amidst the battle, as if it wasn't there, until he arrived at where he suspected the center of the room lay, and stood there. His laugh was, initially inaudibly silent as it was low, his bass voice growing in intensity as the battle ensued around him. It had been too long since he'd seen madness. Far too long.

Name: Agent Seven
Age:?
Weapons: Black agents .50 cali. high power custom pistol- 6 ft one molecule thick sword. Thier armor is a intricatly interwoven Techtaimium / saberanium suit with an advanced targeting systems built into the suit its self. the Agents have a mystirous past.

Dorro went to the top of the empty warehouse and took out his sniper rifle. He aimed at what looked like one of the lead generals. He wasn't going to shoot until he observed what was going on for a little while longer. Then he looked around and noticed a private ship trying to take off. He watched as they shot at the ship then all of a sudden it exploded. Dorro knew he wasn't going to get out of this place unless he found more people to fight with. All he really knew was he was good at dissappearing but he wasn't going to just dissappear out of this situation.

Alucard

Alucard stood there, laughing a low and wicked, merciless, and maddening laugh when he glacned at one of the men fighting. The man's mind flashed before him in an instant, and his laugh stopped immediately.

"Blood Dragon soldiers," he uttered with contempt. He spread his legs to shoulder-width, and put his hands inside his long, flowing read trenchcoat. He shook off his hat, and let his messy, pitch-black hair flow. He then flicked his head up, causing his shades to fall from his head and clatter to the floor. The he shouted.

"So, terrorism and control is the reason for this chaos? The cowards with power have come to claim that which is not theirs? I shall see them burn in the deepest pits of hell for their dark desires. Dogs of Blood Dragon! I shall see that this place flows with your blood!"

His arms came through their sleeves again, this time with his two mighty pistols, Joshua in his left hand, and his newer, favored Jackal in his right. He saw a Blood Dragon dog before him, and leapt at him as if he was going to head-butt him. However, he had no intention of doing such. He lunged at his throat, grabbing on the the man who had his back turned to him, chewing through his throat, as he, in futility, grabed at Alucard's face, clawing at it. His strength quickly faded, and Alucard's intensified as the very life was drained of the pitiful remains of a dying man that was attached to his mouth. He dropped him, eyeing his next target, who was facing him, turned white in dis-belief.

This man actually got a burst off, however, and it ripped right through Alucard's arm, shearing it from his body. Alucard continued toward the man as if nothing had happened, and dropped the weapon in his right hand as he moved his arm with lightning speed. In an instant, the man stoof before Alucard, grasping his arm, weapon on the ground as hr grabbed the hand that had impaled his mid-section. Alucard then pulled his arm from the man's grasp, and the helpless victim fell to the floor. Much to the suprise of Alucard, five men turned on him from all sides and open-fired, cutting him to pieces. In a few seconds, hundreds of holes had been put through him, and the black-haired, red-eyed, tall vampire fell to the ground in a bloody heap. They then turned back into the fray.

However, this was far from the end for Alucard. His blood began to flow backwards into his body, and he turned a captivating black only rivaled by it's absense of color by a black hole. The arm that had been cut off slowly turned back, and the shadow flowed back into his body as he finally took form, kneeled. He turned back to his normal color, and drew both his weapons, which were on the ground, back to his hands. They snapped properly into place as if connected there by rubber cord, and he stood up. He then smiled, hissed, closed his eyes and drew his weapons up as a large, single eye appeared on his forehead, and then promtly faded. He took aim at two men in front of him, and pulled the trigger. Two mighty rounds cut through the air, and one caught a man square in the heart, exiting as a large, bloody hole while the other sailed through the man's head, splattering it all over nearby people.

Name: Mathew Flin
Age: 36
Weapons: One Tsipistol ((Ten Charged Crystals))
Description: A tall Dark Brown skinned, of Obvious African Desent. His hair is clean close cut to his face. He is well muscled, wearing Suit pants, Black shoes and a white Linen shirt.

IC Mathew sighed with relife as he pushed open the door to the cubical he was in. As he was about to go outside, he could hear shots of some sort. Immidietly he withdrew his Tsipistol, swearing.

"God Damnit, had to happen when I was here!" He muttered to himself, as he began to move towards the door. He pulled out a pair of sun glasses, putting them on and activating a variety of scanners. There was movement outside, with an announcment that just went on, some Terrorists had taken command of the station. He put his Laptop bag on his hip, holding a variety of things in it. Making a Quick Prayer to Ra, he pushed open the door to the Hanger bay ((No, NOT main room)) and began to walk out, rather calmly, waiting for the Terrorists to react.

Alpha 881 was a trading post normally quite but no today. A trade merchant Syrfed Poltyer had just set up his shop in the market in the middle of town when a laser flew past his head. Then a bunc of rag tag space pirates with laser rifles come marching down shooting. The stand next to him was shot and splinters of wood went in every direction. Syrfed drew his laserpistol and shot one pirates rifle causing it to blow killing the pirate. There were still 3 more as he then began to run. More lasers flew by him and one merchant women was shot dead. His running then turned into a sprint as he ran for his life. He then jumped spun aroun and shot 2 pirates in the head by mainly luck. The other one came charging apparently no weapon. He then drew his staff pointed it toward the man and lifted it up which sent the man flying 100 something feet in the air. The man fell on his head and he died on contact. He looked around his surroundings and was near a cantina and far away from market.

Dorro saw Syrfed Poltyer running for his life and as soon as Syrfed got near the cantina Dorro said,"Hey you, get up here we can work together." Then Dorro noticed a man with a gun goind toward Syrfed and shot him with his sniper rifle. The he said,"Hurry before someone sees you."

"Usstan orn plynn dos phor pholor nindel gultah nin ori'gato udossa alu. Udos z'klaen alu ulu l' landing dock lu' olplynir natha ship. Usstan shlu'ta tiu udossa doeb d' nym'uer xor ori'gato's a mzulst alu dormagyn l' merchants. naust d' mina inbal sarolen." said Syrfed in his language, Drow.

he saw the terrible confusion on the man's face and said just so he wouldn't have to risk another pirate shooting at him he said,

"What i said was : I will take you up on that offer now let us go. We must go to the landing dock and steal a ship. I can fly us out of hear or let's at least go save the merchants. None of them have weapons."

"We can't take off," Dorro said,"They will shoot us down i already watched it happen once." Dorro ran down next to Syrfed. "We can save some merchants and maybe find another way off," Dorro said. Then Dorro looked around and said,"Follow me and don't ask any questions about what we are doing." Dorro started running toward the market throwing smoke grenades every few feet the he threw as many as he could around the market. "EVERYONE WE ARE HERE TO HELP YOU JUST STAY CALM AND WE WILL GET YOU OUT OF HERE!" Dorro yelled. Then he took out his pistol and started shooting people frm the Blood Dragons. Then he realized there was a guy with a rocket launcher shooting around. Dorro couldn't see exactly where he was so he threw a grenade where he thought he was.

The grenade landed and sent Syrfed back and killed 4 merchants two were holding baloons. Syrfed got up and saw the man with the rocket launcher. He shot the building in front of him 3 times at the very top. Causing him to step back a step. Syrfed charged him and tackled him. He held the rocket spewing menace down and lokked up at Dorro and said "Well.............I got him."

"Lets get these merchants out of here," said Dorro. Dorro looked around 1 last time to make sure he got them all. Then Dorro said,"Follow me everyone we are going to get you out of here." Dorro started running and shot anyone in his way. Once he got to the landing pad he rushed everyone into a cargo ship and said,"We need to find a way to get off this planet without being getting killed. We have 2 opyions:1. Find whatever is shooting down the ships that try to leave and destroy it or 2. Find a Blood Dragon ship and get in it and fly away without any questions. Both will be difficult but we need to choose one now."

"Lets get these merchants out of here," said Dorro. Dorro looked around 1 last time to make sure he got them all. Then Dorro said,"Follow me everyone we are going to get you out of here." Dorro started running and shot anyone in his way. Once he got to the landing pad he rushed everyone into a cargo ship and said,"We need to find a way to get off this planet without being getting killed. We have 2 opyions:1. Find whatever is shooting down the ships that try to leave and destroy it or 2. Find a Blood Dragon ship and get in it and fly away without any questions. Both will be difficult but we need to choose one now."
"Easier plan let's take this cargo ship it has cloak. I can use my magic to mask the energy readings and the noise the cloak wil make us invisible let's go."

"You," Dorro pointed at one of the merchants,"Fly this thing ok?" The merchant said,"Ok I'm pretty good at flying these things." Then Dorro said," Oh my god. Look there's a group of Blood Dragons coming toward the ship we have to get off the planet now!"

OOC: It will be easier to RP me flying it.

IC: "No I must be at the controls to mask us correctly."

"OK but hurry they are getting closer," Dorro said. Dorro took out his knife and slit the throats of one of the merchants. "Damnit," Dorro said,"He alerted them where we were he was part of them. We need to get off the planet NOW!"

Syrfed quickly put it on autopilot put on cloak and slammed the staff into the control panel as now not a sound could be heard and the energy readings were masked.

*Julo slid back into conciousness and groaned, his shoulder felt numb, and blood covered the wall, he lurched upwardsa and slumped again. He cried out for help, but nothing but corpses lined the walls.*

The Cargo ship finally got into space and was now uncloaked and everything was normal as Syrfed ripped the staff out of the control panel. He then turned to Dorro and said,

"We made it...now where to?"

"Hell.", a voice came from behind them.

A Blood Dragon fired four shots at the pilot and pressed a button on his belt, triggering an explosion in the back of the ship. As the front descended, the Blood Dragon shouted over the radio for back up and fired again.

And they were falling a good distance from the station. In a blizzard.

Meanwhile, Mathew was moving quite smoothly through the station. He watched as the ship flew off, sighing to himself. He noticed one of the Enemy, and fired. The Tsi Bolt Ripped through him, but the crystal jammed in the gun, smashing it into fragments. He swore, as a shard had jammed the entire firing mechanism. Without stopping, he swerved into one of the ships, belonging to a man he had talked about buying weapons off. He entered, noticing with sadness they where projectiles. He went over to one of the boxes and pryed it open. In it where a number of different Projectiles. He pulled out about Seven Pistols, all with the same Ammunition cores, and put them into his bag. Following he placed a number of Ammunition Clips into the bag as well. Drawing out two more, he placed ammunition into them ((As well as the other seven)) and then moved off.

"Dorro I need to know where to go we are wasting our consumables."

Satisfied that the two men were dead, Alucard then proceeded to begin a slaughterfest among the Blood Dragons, and his pistols found themselves criss-crossed, his right aiming toward his left shoulder and vice-versa. He grinned deeply and pulled the triggers, as two more men fell before his onslought. He then uncrossed his pistols, and took aim to his sides once again, and fired. Another pair of mighty rounds cut through the air, punching two more rather large holes into two more dogs of the Blood Dragons. He criss-crossed his arms again, fired, and began to rapid-fire ah he moved forward, crossing and uncrossing his arms, occassionally taking fire asnhe began a path of massacred bodies toward where he suspected the leader of this entire operation might be. The bodies fell before him, their blod staining the floor. Alucard than pulled his triggers once more, which was acompanied by a sound of dry clicks. Out of ammo; I must really learn to count, he thought as he let the two clips fall to the ground, which issued forth a pair of clink taps as they hit the ground. Then, two more mighty magazines came forth from his red trenchcoat and found their resting place within their guns, clicking into place and Alucard watched as the slide pulled back in preparation of the first shot. His magical abylities were still supurb, even after such slumber...

He then continued carving his path of death toward the enemy leader.