Joint Military Excercises/War Games [closed] - Page 5
Blane still staggering down the hallway, heard Tim and Mark's voices from behind. He turned his towards them and then back at Jera and continued doing this a few times. Eventually he became so dizzy that he fell over and passed out on the floor.
Jera looked over and saw Blane had collapsed, "That works as well." She commented. Moving over, she disarmed Blane of his weapons and called to Mark, "Mind giving me a little help?"
"Uh, I really don't thnik you should be doing that," Donovann said, his tongue feeling a palce on his lips where they had been thunked on a rock earlier.
"You mean take him to his bed, or let him get pissed?" Jera asked, "And are you going to help or not?"
"I mean taking his-" He stopped midsentence, wiping some blood from his lips on his hand. "Ugh. Anyways, I mean taking his guns. Putting him to bed, that's fine, just make it snappy." He continued, with a slight grin.
"I didn't intend to keep them." Jera said as they hefted Blane and carried them to his bed. Laying him down, she put his weapons on the side-table.
As they left, she asked, "How did you get hurt?"
"I was walking around, after the swimming excercises, when I slipped on something, wet grass maybe. A rock thunked me on the head, and now I'm headed for the showers." Tim replied, waiting outside the room's doorway, sucking on his lip.
"Ouch, well see you after your shower." Jera said
"See ya later." Tim said as he walked into the room.
Jera decided to head to the relaxation room. Once there, she found a deck of cards and began building a house of cards.
Demonlord12
14-10-2005, 02:21
Mark headed back to his room and began reading. after about twenty minutes he got up, grabbed his gear and headed out to the shooting range. mark first fired his Glock17, all shots landing in the bullseye.after that, he pulled out his M4A1 and started firing off a clip. suddenly halfway through the clip the gun stopped firing. mark pulled the trigger yet nothing happened. he then smacked the clip and cocked the weapon. a bullet sprung out and hit the cold, wet grass."stupid jam". mark muttered as he continued firing off the rest of his clip.
Tim walked out of the showers, feeling refreshed, and still trying to get his hair to vaguely resemble being combed. He walked into his room, where Blane still lay. He picked up his book, but after reading for 5 minutes, he contempleted waking his roommate, to break the monotony.
Jera finished the house of cards, and decided to see who else was active.
Jera wandered over to see if Blane was still passed out. Cracking the door, she stuck her head into the room he shared with Tim.
Roman Republic
14-10-2005, 21:03
After sitting outside and finishing his tea. Vijay got up from his table and walked back to his tent. Vijay's tent is located next to Colonel Damoslav. He sometimes hear's strange noises when it is nightime, but what the hell. It is no business of his.
Vijay entered his tent and took off his clothes except his green colored shirt and shorts. He then went to the bathroom and did his buisness. He then walked back to his tent and climbed into bed.
Krendakov
14-10-2005, 21:14
Damoslav walked into the rec-room, and spied a house of cards, looking around for whoever had made it he creeped up towards it. Taking one last look around, he hit the edge of the table with the palm of his right hand. He chuckled to himself as the structure collapsed onto the table. He continued to the comm-room where, after calling for a Helix transport copter for the immanent exercises, he turned the tannoy on.
“Hello,” he said, “Would everyone please make their way to the briefing room at the back of the barracks. Thank you.” Turning the tannoy off, Damoslav hoped they would notice the ‘Briefing Room’ sign on its door, and made his way there.
Tim awakened from his nap with a start, hearing Damoslav's voice from nowhere. For a confused moment, he thought he was in heaven, with Damoslav with him. He jerked out of bed, and realized where he was. Probably the tannoy, or whatever, he thought. Dressing quickly, he walked out of the room, wondering where the heck the Briefing Room was.
Blane awoke to the sound of a blaring loudspeaker. He took his time getting up as he had a slight headache. After fully waking up and becoming aware of his surroundings, Blane noticed he was wearing the same clothes as the previous day - he quickly changed into a new set and strapped on his Vipers that were sitting on the desk next to him.
Without noticing Tim had already left, Blane said, "Tim, lets go. The Colonel is calling for us to meet in the briefing room."
Blane left the room and then looked around for anyone else that had heard the speaker and then headed for the briefing room.
Roman Republic
14-10-2005, 21:26
Vijay heard the announcment. He got up and shook his fist at the speaker, because their is no point goig to the location where Damoslav is. If it is important, he will ask one of his teammates. Vijay then dropped back to bed.
Demonlord12
14-10-2005, 21:27
mark heard a voice say to report to the briefing room. mark took his weapons and headed back to his room where he put away all but his Glock17 and M1911A1. he then started walking, looking for the briefing room. as he was walking he came to a sign that read "briefing room" and entered.
Tim suddenly stopped, and cursed. Blane passed by, but Tim was already running back to the room. Grabbing his gauss rifle, and 2 clips of ammo, just in case he thought, he ran back out, catching up to Blane.
Krendakov
14-10-2005, 21:34
“Hello Mark, sit down” Damoslav motioned at the eleven fold-out metal chairs in the room. Damoslav himself sat behind a large wooden desk on a proper wooden chair. In one corner there was a chalk board, but it seemed disused. On another wall was a brand new computerised white board and its hung from the ceiling several meters away projector. Damoslav had a laptop plugged into the projector and one of the ‘pens’ for the board in front of him.
Demonlord12
14-10-2005, 21:36
As mark saw tim run back and get his rifle, he decided it would be good to get his too. mark quicly ran back and grabbed his M4, and his ammo belt which held six clips. he then headed back to the briefing room and sat down, wiating for the meeting to begin."hello damoslav" mark said, noticing the the laptop damoslav had in front of him."long time no see"
Gruenberg
14-10-2005, 21:38
The others scurried past, each more heavily armed than the last. Damoslav might have been a drunkard, but Jenz wasn't really sure he was going to need to equip himself with enough metal to bring down a small village, just to talk to the guy. He followed through to the Briefing Room.
Blane saw Tim run and get his rifle and then return to catch up with him. "How's it going." Blane said to Tim as they entered into the briefing room. Blane walked over to the right side of the chair setup and sat down on the end chair.
"OK, I guess. But gosh, when your out cold, your out cold..." He said with a grin, looking at the others going by.
"No kidding. I have a pounding headache - what happened last night?"
"Eh, not much. Although Jera was about to do something to ya. Besides that, nothing much." Tim said, while getting a chair out for himself.
Jera showed up a few minutes later, with her gear on her. Pulling up a chair, she waited to see what Damo wanted.
Krendakov
14-10-2005, 23:36
“Hmm... only the six of us? Why don’t you guys grab the others and drag them through.” Damoslav had an evil grin on his face, “I wouldn’t want them to miss this!” He quickly led the way out the room, walking very purposely. He stopped on the threshold and looked back at the soldiers. “Well, come on!”
Jera stood and gestured for Damoslav to lead the way. "Lead on McDuff." She said
Gruenberg
15-10-2005, 00:00
Jenz followed, somewhat back from the others. He still didn't entirely like the idea of working with - much less working under - an irresponsible drunk.
Krendakov
15-10-2005, 00:28
Damoslav turned around and raised an eyebrow at Jera’s comment, but continued without saying anything. When he made it to the sleeping quarters he turned to the others.
“Who hasn’t turned up again? And which rooms are they in?”
"Oh people." Jera commented, "Why not just open doors and roust anyone in them."
Krendakov
15-10-2005, 00:35
Damoslav pointed to the nearest door.
“Be my guest” he said. He waited for Jera to do something.
Morvonia
15-10-2005, 00:36
OOC:sorry i have been gone...i will try to reply to you guys later...lots of work to do for school.
"You're the boss, you get to do the scut work." Jera replied
Tim followed next to Jenz. He could tell from the look on his face that Clementh (SP?) wasn't sure about this. He grunted as Damoslav motioned for Jera to get the person out.
Krendakov
15-10-2005, 00:56
"Next time, then," Damoslav looked around at the others so they knew this would apply to themselves, "don't voulenteer a course of action if you will not follow through with voulenteering yourself." He waited for a response to his questions.
"Because I don't hold authority here, you do." Jera replied, "So you get the dirty jobs."
Krendakov
15-10-2005, 01:05
“Unfortunately for you, sergeant, you’ll find that those in charge rarely have any ‘dirty’ work to do, they order lower ranked people to do it. Now, if someone will answer my questions I will go get the absentees from their rooms.” Damoslav waited for an answer, his impatience showing in his voice.
Gruenberg
15-10-2005, 01:10
"Ok. There's the Noddestani...Nicky or Micky or something. Then there's Derek, from Asgarnieu. Hawk, the Tokeran. I don't know rooms. I think the others are all here," sighed Jenz. He pinched his nose.
"And, with all due respect sir, we've been waiting a long time. Is there any point our staying, or are we never to actually start doing something."
"Actually, Hawk has yet to arrive, and Glass hasn't been doing much for the past few days, sir. Also, the Asgarnian I believe was at the range, not sure now." Tim spoke up, locking eyes with colonel, as he sometimes did when addressing someone.
Krendakov
15-10-2005, 01:22
“Thank you Jenz,” Damoslav turned to him and nodded his head, “and you Tim” Damoslav repeated the movement and looked straight into the eyes that looked at him, and held Tim’s gaze. "What about Vijay, though?" He asked.
"But, you are the lowest ranked person in your command structure who is presently here." Jera replied
Tim looked at Jera. "Who is?" He asked, before turning back to Damoslav. "He's here, currently in his room, I'd assume."
Tim looked at Jera. "Who is?" He asked, before turning back to Damoslav. "He's here, currently in his room, I'd assume."
Damoslav is presently the lowest man on the totempole, for his COC." Jera replied, "Just like all of us."
Demonlord12
15-10-2005, 01:45
Mark turned to damoslav and said"why don't we just start with who we've got? we can fill the rest in when they arrive."
Tim stared at Jera. "You... Just, don't know how to cooperate easily, do you?" He said in a somewhat grating tone.
Tim stared at Jera. "You... Just, don't know how to cooperate easily, do you?" He said in a somewhat grating tone.
"Yep." She agreed with a massive grin on her face.
Krendakov
15-10-2005, 01:49
“No,” Damoslav said firmly, “We must have everyone. Now, does anyone have an idea where Vijay’s room is?” Damoslav was feeling slightly worried, this was taking too long, and Jera wasn’t helping matters at all.
"Vijay's 'room' is over here." Jera said, pointing out the window.
Krendakov
15-10-2005, 01:56
“What the…” Damoslav was freaked out, why was he out there?!
“Well, can some of you see to the others?” Damoslav strode towards the door.
"Sure, why not." Jera replied
Blane sat on his chair inspecting his guns as the others went to get those who had not arrived. "So unorganized..." though Blane, "They need six people to get three..."
Roman Republic
15-10-2005, 04:28
Vijay was sleeping peacefully like he never slept beforce. In Vijay's dream, he dreamt of back home. He missed his family, especially his son. He didn't want to miss anything that would be consider cherishable.
Outside his dream, Vijay began snoring, sleep talked, and began waving his hands.
Morvonia
15-10-2005, 11:06
OOC:recap please
OOC: Krendie has cooked up somet'ings. Now ve are trying to get ze Roman to get here to start vhatever ze Colonel has planned.
bump - where did Krendakov go...
Demonlord12
17-10-2005, 03:42
OOC:where'd krendie and roman go? almost a day without an IC post...
OOC:where'd krendie and roman go? almost a day without an IC post...
ooc: I believe it has actually been over 2 days without an IC post from then. This is why I say that you can't blame us for changing around his military base and making the tents into nice rooms and such... if you leave Krendakov our characters are going to be bored. The worst part is drawing everyone together for a meeting so that no other IC stuff can happen until it is over, and then not continuing with the meeting.
Morvonia
17-10-2005, 03:49
Alexis returned to his room and was pissed they did not start.
OOC:seriously we have to start soon i got a shit load of work coming up in the days fellowing and wont be able to do this much longer.if something does not happen in around 2 days i am out! :mad:
As Damoslav went off to find Vijay, Jera commented, "Anyone up for poker?"
Demonlord12
17-10-2005, 04:39
"im game, what we playing? holdem, 5card, blackjack?" mark asked seeming slighly tense."im getting real tired of waiting for these damned exercises"
"How about basic poker to start with, and rather than money, push ups for wagering?" She asked
Demonlord12
17-10-2005, 04:48
"sounds good" mark replied."where should we play? breifing room or mess hall"
"Well the dining hall is closer, so we should go there." Jera commented as she drew a pack of cards, one of her personal decks, out of a pocket. "And the way the push-ups work, if you bid and can't 'pay' the bid, you are either out, or have to do one service for the winner, alright?"
Demonlord12
17-10-2005, 04:58
"sounds fair" mark said as he watched jera pull out her pack of cards.He then proceeded to the dining hall, where he began stretching.
Jera began shuffling in a manner that was quite interesting to watch.
ooc: similar to this http://www.2flashgames.com/viewlink.php?url=http://www.lookatentertainment.com/v/v-1064.htm&id=1568
Demonlord12
17-10-2005, 05:06
Mark watched in amazement(sp?) at the way jera shuffled the deck."where'd you learn to do that?" he asked
Blane was quite bored of waiting for the others to return retrieving those who had not come. He got up and left the room. As he was passing through the door his stomach began to rumble. "Hmmm... Now that I think about it, I am hungry," Blane commented as he walked towards the dining hall. He entered the room and noticed Jera and Mark sitting at a table as he looked for some food...
"A fellow student and too much time." Jera replied
Demonlord12
17-10-2005, 05:11
"i see" mark said as he noticed blane walking in, stomach growling."care to join us?"mark said"rules are simple, its poker,but instead of money we're betting pushups,if u cant "pay" you must do something for the winner of the hand.
"What type of poker?" inquired Blane as he sat down. "And what are the beginning bets?"
"Basic poker, and initial ante, five?" She asked
"What the heck - why not, I am a gambling man." as he stuffed some chicken into his mouth.
"Anyone want to take dealer, or do you guys want me to do it?" She asked, giving them a chance to try and prevent her from fleecing them.
"Anyone want to take dealer, or do you guys want me to do it?" She asked, giving them a chance to try and prevent her from fleecing them.
"Well that depends if you are honest or not," said Blane suspiciously.
"Define honest, do you mean not try and fleece you, do you mean lie, do you mean get caught?" Jera asked
Demonlord12
17-10-2005, 05:23
"honest-free from fraud or deception" mark said in a sarcastic tone.
"Thanks for the definition..." Blane said to Mark. He then turned to Jera and looked her stone cold in the eye, "You know what I mean - don't play games."
"Oh alright." Jera replied, as she began dealing five cards out to all of them.
Blane pulled his sunglasses out of his pocket and put them on. He drew his cards near to him and picked them up with one hand while continuing to eat chicken with the other.
Jera glanced at her cards, "Oh, Blane, please try and avoid getting grease on my cards." She commented
Demonlord12
17-10-2005, 05:38
Mark looked at his cards and then looked up at blane "man, your hungry aren't you? how're you feeling since la-" mark cut off, remembering what jera did to him in that hunt game.
"Uh, hmmm," Blane sounded as he looked from chicken to hand. "Hold on, I am almost down," said Blane as he grabbed the last drumstick and devoured in Fred Flintstone style. He stood up and walked over to the sink with his plate dropping it in and washing his hands...
"Alright, and it's you're bid, Mark, raise, fold, call?" Jera commented
Demonlord12
17-10-2005, 05:43
OOC:lol. tim? skycapt ain't playing.
ooc: I believe it is Mark... (Tim is SkyCapt)
Blane wiped his hands on a towel and walked back to the table. He sat down and picked up his cards again.
Demonlord12
17-10-2005, 05:44
"i'll call" mark replied as he lookde at his hand. it wasn't the best he could've hoped for, but it just might work.
ooc: Mark was the intended name, sorry about that.
"i'll call" mark replied as he lookde at his hand. it wasn't the best he could've hoped for, but it just might work.
Blane raised it to 10 as he was holding an A, J, 8, 3, 3...
Demonlord12
17-10-2005, 05:51
mark heard blane raise 10 and began thinking to himself."crap, should i fold? but what if he's bluffing? ah, i might as well play it out, it's only ten." looking at his hand he had 2,2,5,9,Q
"Raise." Jera commented, bringing the pot to 20, thought her expression gave no indication of her cards, save perhaps a twinkle in her eye.
Demonlord12
17-10-2005, 05:54
"shit" mark thought"i really don't want to go out this early, i gotta stay in" "i'll call that" mark said hoping they both had worse ahands then he.
Mark was looking worried, although Jera hadn't flinched a bit or batted an eye. "Call"
"Raise." Jera replied, a faint grin touching her lips. She knew her strategy was unusual, but rewarding. She didn't have to look at her cards to know what they held, but she knew the other two would love to see them.
Blane mind started calculating the way Jera had said raise for the second time and the face she had put on. "She grinned... a mistake," thought Blane, "She is playing games..." Blane decided two could play at that game, "Re-raise to 40."
Jera's grin widened, of it's own accord. "Ohh, upping the stakes, well, I'm going to raise, by five." She commented, her strategy appeared to be working.
Demonlord12
17-10-2005, 06:12
mark finally decided he had reached his max."i'll fold" mark said, laying his cards.
"Alright, Mark, what you say, going to fold, call or raise Blane?" She asked
"I call." Jera replied as she looked slightly worried, the smile fading slightly.
Demonlord12
17-10-2005, 06:15
OOC:i gotta go to bed,sorry guys,you can RP me losing
ooc: demonlord ok...
by the way this isn't draw is it?
ooc: k, just making sure. RPing Mark losing if that is ok.
Blane flipped his cards over, showing that he a had a pair of threes.
Mark breethed a sigh of relief saying, "Good thing I folded, you had me beat."
Blane didn't even listen to Mark's comment while he waited for Jera to flip her cards...
OOC: Can I have an update, pretty please? I don't really have to time to look through... *counts* About 9 or so pages. Sorry I haven't been on, we took a trip yesterday, so now I'm in Las Vegas, and will be for about more days... :headbang:
ooc: I am not sure what you are talking abuot 9 pages... your last post was on page 71 when we were waiting for Kendakov... Anyway we got bored and decided to play poker and that is where we were from last night.
ooc: k, just making sure. RPing Mark losing if that is ok.
Blane flipped his cards over, showing that he a had a pair of threes.
Mark breethed a sigh of relief saying, "Good thing I folded, you had me beat."
Blane didn't even listen to Mark's comment while he waited for Jera to flip her cards...
Jera flipped a black ace, a black two, a black nine, and a black jack. She smiled as she toyed with the last, crucial card.
Jera flipped a black ace, a black two, a black nine, and a black jack. She smiled as she toyed with the last, crucial card.
ooc: lol I am going to assume that by black you mean the same suit :p
IC:
While she toyed with her card, Blane quickly calculated the probability that she had the winning hand: He was holding two of the spades she needed, that left her with 7 other spades, two aces, two jacks, and three 9s. Twenty out of the remaining 41 cards could beat him... he had a 51/49 advantage. "Drop it..."
ooc: lol I am going to assume that by black you mean the same suit :p IC:
While she toyed with her card, Blane quickly calculated the probability that she had the winning hand: He was holding two of the spades she needed, that left her with 7 other spades, two aces, two jacks, and three 9s. Twenty out of the remaining 41 cards could beat him... he had a 51/49 advantage. "Drop it..."
Jera smiled, and dropped the Ace of Hearts.
ooc: Actually meant same colour, club/spades
ooc: oh lol, than the calculations were way off... either way... :(
IC:
"Ouch..." Blane said as the card hit the table. "So... do you want me to do them now or add them up?"
Jera grinned, "We'll let the cards decide, red, now, black later." She then shuffled the deck and offered it to him to cut.
"Fine with me," Blane said hoping for a red card - If he got a red one he could do push ups all day. He pulled out a card without looking at it and showed it to Jera, "Well?"
"It's the six of clubs." Jera replied
"Oooh..." Blane let out a sigh. "Very well. Deal the next hand?"
"Sure." She begins dealing the cards out again.
Blane picked up four of his five cards and looked at them: 2 diamonds, 3 diamonds, 5 diamonds, 6 diamonds. As for the fifth card, he let it sit there face down as he said "30"
"Someone's ambitious." Jera commented, "I fold."
Blane didn't bother flipping up the 5th card, "Okay I am down to 45. Deal again." He picked up his five new cards, 3, 7, 8, 9, A - rainbow assortment. "Check."
"I'll raise it to ten." Jera replied, having seen a two, seven, queen, ace and seven when she'd glanced at her cards.
"25," Blane responded hoping she would fall for his bluff again.
"Pair, sevens." Jera replied, "Looks like you're up to seventy, and I think I'll claim them now."
"Pair, sevens." Jera replied, "Looks like you're up to seventy, and I think I'll claim them now."
"Pfff. If that be your wish," Blane said as he took his guns out and laid them on the table. "70 is a joke," he said as he got down on the floor to begin...
"Then I'm sure you wouldn't mind if I sat on your back?" She asked sweetly.
"Uh, well that certainly would make it a lot harder - so I am going to have to say no; it wasn't part of the wager."
"Meanie." She pouted, "But get on with it."
"Call me what you like..." Blane said under his breath as he began his pushups.
Less than a minute later, "68, 69... 70. There. All done nice and easy," Blane said as he got up and wipe his hands together.
"Still want to play poker?" She asked
"Still want to play poker?" She asked
"Yeh sure. Maybe I can get you to do some push ups." he set as he sat down and began dealing the cards.
"Alright, two more games." Jera said
"Okay. Why dont we up the ante then to 20 pushups?"
"Fine, if you are scared we can do 15..." he said as he picked up his cards and looked them over... 2, 2, 4, 9, K.
She checked her cards, and frowned slightly, her hand was fairly low, with only a single pair.
Blane couldn't decide on what to make of Jera's frown. Was it a mistake or an intentional gesture. He decided to test the waters with the lowest raise possible, "30"
"Raise, 35." She replied, the frown deeping.
ooc: 100% raise = lowest possible raise?
She seemed to be bluffing, "50" Blane countered.
ooc: usually you can't bet any less than the ante or blind.
"Man." Jera replied, "You had to go and make me raise it to sixty-five, didn't you?"
"Uh oh," thought Blane, "She might have something." He stared her down for a moment and then said, "120" as he held his breath hoping she would fold at 65.
"Someone's a glutton for punishment." Jera commented, "But I'll call."
"Shit" he said on the inside. He turned over his pair of 2s hoping she only had a high card.
Jera began laughing as she flipped over the other two twos.
Jera began laughing as she flipped over the other two twos.
Blane didn't find it quite as comical, but he did let out a slight sigh of relief. He turned his high card over, a king of hearts, and prayed that she didn't have an ace...
Her laughter increased at that, as low and behold, she also had a king, the king of spades..
"I swear to god, if you have this next card... erg!" Blane's frustration grew as he dropped a nine of diamonds on the table.
A massive grin split her face as she flipped the nine of clubs.
Sweat now dripped off his forehead and landed on the ground between his legs.
He quickly calculated 4 cards she could have to lose, 3 to tie, and 20 to win. "Great she has a 75% chance of winning," Blane thought as he dropped the final card, a four of clubs.
Jera fell off the chair before she could flip over the last card.
ooc keyboard being bitchy.
"That falling off of your chair better mean you have a 3 and you are getting ready to do your pushups..." Blane said with his frustration growing. "Just flip it already..."
ooc: no problem
"Not exactly Blane." Jera comented as she flipped the four of diamonds.
"Arg... tie? I hate ties..."
"We could add the pot to the next round." She suggested
"Good idea - I'm game," Blane said as he gathered up the cards into a pile and shuffled them. "15 ante still, I assume?" he said as he dealt out 5 cards a piece.
"Sounds good." She replied
ooc keyboard being bitchy.
Blane picked up his cards and grinned. "80" he said as he checked his cards again making sure of what they were: 3, 3, 4, 4, 5. This was a big hand as the pot would be worth at least 200 push ups - ontop of the previous 70, the thought of doing another 200 made his arms ache.
ooc: thats fine - take all the time you need. If you can't or dont respond, its fine.
Jera glanced at her cards, leaving them flush against the table, "95." She raise, confident she had a winning hand.
"This is beginning to push it" thought Blane. "130"
Jera began getting worried, she was closing on her limit, but she did have one advantage over Blane, he'd already done some. "150." She raised
This was it he couldn't do anymore than 300 after already doing 70. "180" Blane said confidently.
Jera had a slightly wan look, as she raised to an even two hundred.
"Oh God..." Blane thought. "Call - 320 pushups to the loser..." he said as he flipped over his 3, 3, 4, 4, 5. "Two pair, 3s and 4s. You?"
Jera flipped over a jack, another jack, a six, and an eight. She smiled as she held the last card.
"20% chance she wins" Blane thought. "Don't torment my soul... just drop it and get it over with," Blane begged.
"Oh, I think I'll keep the suspence building a bit longer." Jera commented with a grin.
"Just drop the card already. You already know who won, not let me know." begged Blane.
"You won." Jera replied, still withholding the card. She then began gathering the other cards.
"You won." Jera replied, still withholding the card. She then began gathering the other cards.
Blane grabbed her wrist, "Show me..."
She'd already slid the card into the deck when he'd grabbed her wrist.
"What card was it then..." Blane said questioningly. "Remember... honesty."
"I'll let you find it." Jera replied, there was a single card that was backward, and it was the jack of spades.
Blane took the deck with one hand and fanned it out across the table. In the center lay one card faced down. He quickly scanned over the other cards, "One, two, three 6s - one, two, three 8s - one, t. Uh oh," he thought. His eyes began darting frantically looking for fourth and final jack. He then picked up the backwards card and wished with all his might that it wasn't the jack - but of course he knew it had to be. He turned it over and the truth was revealed, a three of kind.
Blane stood up, stepped over the bench, removed his guns again, and laid down on the floor. "So, is there a time limit or can I just do 20 now and 300 another time?" Blane said jokingly.
"Like I said, you won, so I'm the one with the push-ups, but if you want you can take some as well, I won't complain." Jera replied
"I believe I had two pair and you had three of kind. You won... Now how long do I have."
"If that's the way you want it, up to an hour." Jera replied
"Its not the way I want it, its just the way it is..." Blane commented as he began the pushups. "Phew - an hour, okay then."
"You should be able to do it." Jera replied
"Yes it should be managable," Blane said as he counted in his head, "Although its been a long day and my muscles are quite tired."
Time ticked by as Blane followed a schedule he had made up: 20 push-ups a minute with three minute breaks in between, no problem at all...
59 minutes and 35 seconds later, "297, 298... 299... 300." Blane looked at his watch, "300 pushups done and 15 seconds to spare...."
"You can do it." Jera said encouragingly.
"Do what?" Blane said confusingly. "I just did... 1 hour... 300 pushups."
"I believe you were the one who said, and I quote '320 pushups to the loser'." Jera commented
"No... could it be? Yes... I did say that" thought Blane as currents were shooting through is brain making connections, "Oh shit!" he said as he glanced at his watch and began sprinting to finish the 20 pushups. He had done 7 pushups when the remaining 5 seconds had run out... "Damn."
She looked at him and grinned, "You owe me a favour, as per the rules of the betting."
Blane sighed. "Yes, yes I do... what will it be?" Blane said in a beaten voice.
"We'll see, haven't quite decided yet. It won't be anything illegal, or difficult." Jera said, "And if you find it overly immoral or unethical, just say so, and I'll pick another one."
"I am glad to see you are being fairly benevolent. However, I could not refuse it unless it broke the Dominion Code. Make your choice..."
"I'll tell you when I think of it." Jera replied
"I'll tell you when I think of it." Jera replied
"And when will that be," Blane questioned as he stood up and reholested his guns.
"When I either think of it, or it's useful to call upon." She replied
"Great" Blane muttered to himself, "Now I have to be her bitch until she figures it out..."
"Now now." Jera comment, "I won't abuse it."
"I am sure you wont," Blane smiled at her.
"In due time..." he thought to himself, "We shall see."
Jera grinned at him, and thought of the favour.
ooc: Gone for the night.
Tim went over behind Blane, watching the dealings. While he disagreed with betting, gambling, and the likes, there was nothing else to do, and Donovann figured it wouldn't hurt to watch.
Morvonia
21-10-2005, 23:26
Alexis walked outside and slumped agienst a wall and pulled out a cigar.He was no in charge of the 53rd and was not there with his men,Alexis was steaming mad that they did not start yet.
ooc:what is goin on with this rp :mad:
ooc:what is goin on with this rp :mad:
ooc: Krend came back, was working on getting it startedish, disappeared again, and thus, those his character 'rounded' up, the others wandered off to play games and such.
Krendakov
22-10-2005, 00:02
Damoslav entered the tent that Vijay was in, he was mumbling something and flailing his arms about. Jumping back, Damoslav realised that Vijay was asleep. A step was made towards the sleeping form of Vijay, and Damoslav grabbed his shoulders.
"GET UP COLONEL VIJAY!!!" He barked into the man's face.
Roman Republic
22-10-2005, 05:49
Vijay was surprised. He quickly grabbed the person's neck. He then regonized the face as Colonel Damoslav. Vijay release his hand from the Colonel's neck.
"Colonel, What the hell is wrong? Why are you interupting my sleep?!?" Vijay shouting at Damoslav.
Krendakov
22-10-2005, 20:08
Damoslav grabbed Vijay’s arm and dragged him out of his bed.
“You did not report when I requested your presence. You must come now.” Damoslav replied “I will wait outside; tell me when you are ready.” And he left.
Wondering what the noise was about, Blane left Jera in the room and walked outside. "Hmm, seems the Colonel is making friends..." Blane thought as he chuckled.
Roman Republic
23-10-2005, 03:58
Vijay got up on his feet and had to gain his balance before going away. Vijay was in his shorts and shirt. There was no time to put on his pants, he would just follow Damoslav. Vijay began creating a fist of anger because he was woken up. Vijay grabbed his kukri with is right hand and strapped it on his waist.
"Okay Colonel, What the hell is the situation?" Vijay said as he walked outside.
Krendakov
23-10-2005, 14:57
“The situation, colonel” came the reply, “will be out be outlined in the briefing room. Although knowing Jera and such, they’ll be off doing something daft instead of rounding up any other missing persons…”
Damoslav walked towards the main building, a structure looking somewhat solid, but then again, that was compared to the other structures around. “I’m glad to see you aren’t coming armed to the teeth like the others did.”
Roman Republic
24-10-2005, 03:48
Vijay followed Damoslav and confirming every word he said. Vijay then began yawning because he was really tired and was woken up all of a sudden.
"Yes, I only armed myself with my kukri knife. I don't need to carry a pistol or rifle everywhere I go. We're not at war. I have to carry this knife because my culture tells me to." Replied Vijay as he was following Damoslav. "I hope you have tea in the meeting room, because I really need a cup."
Tim sat in the Breifing Room, tossing a rubber ball around. He leaned back in his chair, staring at the roof. Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath, and wondered when this thing was going to get started...
Demonlord12
25-10-2005, 05:10
Mark walked into the breifing room, where he noticed Tim napping, he then grabbed a seat and began thinking, waiting for the others to return.
Seeing that Vijay had gone to the briefing room, Blane headed back inside and eventually found himself seated in his chair at the end of the semi-circle.
Bump. We'll never start...
Bump. We'll never start...
no kidding
Jera had seen others heading into the brief room. Seeing the others who'd taken seats, she decided to sit on the table, and did just that, sitting cross-legged at the head of the table, where the Colonel had been.
Gruenberg
28-10-2005, 22:30
OOC: 81 pages. Ok, I know I held things up initially, but this is getting ridiculous. I appreciate all your patience, but I think if things haven't gotten going soon, I'll RP Jenz leaving. I need him in other RPs.
Krendakov
28-10-2005, 22:41
Damoslav walked into the briefing room.
“Jera,” he sighed, “get off the desk… you’re like a five-year old.”
He continued to his seat and opened up his laptop.
“Are we missing anyone?”
Jera grinned in response, and walked on the table to her chair.
Gruenberg
28-10-2005, 22:45
"We're missing a few, I think," replied Jenz. "Maybe we should do something without them anyway?"
Damoslav walked into the briefing room.
“Jera,” he sighed, “get off the desk… you’re like a five-year old.”
Blane chuckled. "How true it was," thought Blane.
"Maybe they were finally gonig to be briefed," he thought.
Roman Republic
29-10-2005, 06:24
As Vijay came in with his shorts and shirt and his kukri knife strapped to his waist. Vjay stopped and gave a brief salute to the soldiers. He then put his hand down and walked to his chair right next to Colonel Damoslav.
Vijay put his arms on the table and began listening to what the mission might be.
Tim opened his eyes, looking around the room at the rest of the group gathered. Hopefully the Colonel would get started, even if some were missing...
Morvonia
31-10-2005, 01:32
Alexis walked in.....he was obviously angered at the people in charge of this....he took a seat a puffed his cigar,he looked around the room and saw everyone siting there.
Demonlord12
31-10-2005, 02:12
Mark pulled out his .45(thats the tranq) and said aloud"hey, can one of you wake me when this starts? just pull out the needle and shake me a bit, ill wake up" he said as he pointed the gun toward his leg and emptied off a round, falling asleep moments later.
Morvonia
31-10-2005, 02:47
"lucky bas**rd." alexis said "Now where the f**k is our beloved colonel goddamnit!!"
He was furrious.
OOC: Holy crap, 3 days without a post... Any more of this, and it looks like we won't bother to post...
Demonlord12
02-11-2005, 23:20
OOC: well we're all waiting for krendie to post...
Morvonia
05-11-2005, 03:34
BUMP
OOC:i am out this is bullshit! it is never goin to start and i would like to use this caracter in other RPs
IC:Alexis got up and looked at everyone."i am sorry but this is stupid and i have a unit to take care of.Tell that "officer" i am out." he stepped on his cigar and left the ashes on the ground.
he went around and shook everyones hand he then went outside.
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Airfield
"This is alexis....mission scrapped call in the plane."
3 hours after the call a plane landed and alexis boarded...he was furious.As the plane took off he looked out the window and wondered if other were goin to leave too.
ooc: yeh, might as well end the RP...
IC:
"Yeh, me too," said Blane as he stood up. "Maybe I will catch you guys another time in another place," he said as he walked to the door. "I owe you one," he said as he pointed to Jera and walked out the door.
One hour later a rapid evac team landed at the base. Blane lept onto the helicopter and looked back through the window to where the rest sat - he saluted as the helicopter took off.
Demonlord12
05-11-2005, 04:20
OOC: anyone gonna stay? or should we just end this and move on to bigger and better things?
IC:mark woke up, for the needle had worn out, he then saw blane and alexis saying goodbye to everyone "well, i guess i'll see you guys another time, it was great meeting you all and i hope we can work together..or at all, in the future."
Tim woke up as his little cell phone vibrated. He looked around, and saw everyone but Alexis and Blane were there. Picking up his cell phone, he answered. A minute later he closed it, thinking. Little cells of the rebellion were acting up, and his new unit was waiting for him... He sighed.
OOC:... I dunno... I don't want Krendakov to feel bad, or anything, but still...
ooc: the rp was supposed to start two months ago...
Demonlord12
05-11-2005, 16:32
OOC:ya i feel the same as u skycapt, but blane does have a point, i really do like this character and would like to use him in other RPs...
IC:Mark heard tim's phone ring, after he had hung up mark asked, "who was that?"
"Command. It seems rebel groups are acting up again, and they're contemplating pulling me out of here..."
Demonlord12
05-11-2005, 21:50
"i see, well if you do go fight them, can i come with? im sure my leader wouldn't mind, seeing as nothing is going on back home.Or is that not allowed?"
Demonlord12
14-11-2005, 03:58
bump
ooc: just let it die already.