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OOC LINK: http://forums.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=552730

We tried to play god.
We failed.
Then we tried to fix our mistakes before it was too late.
We failed.
Then we tried to repent for our sins by making our mistakes for the better.
We failed.
Now, it is time to erase our mistakes and cleanse ourselves of our sins.
We shall not fail.

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Many people say they do not fear. Even more people have not experienced what fear is until the darkness comes from the shadows of the gods.

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The following scene is seen in the point of view of a camera on top of a tripod. It shows a part of a large white room. There are tiles on the walls and floor, the ceiling is not in sight. The room appears to be a bath room since a toilet stall can easily be seen in the background. A chair is in the middle of the screen. There is no blood on it. Static displaces the visual feed, but after a second the static stops. There is a man sitting on the chair now and there is a lot of blood on the chair, the floor, and the walls. What appears to be some form of a bloody limb can be seen hanging from the ceiling, the rest of the body can not be seen.

The man chuckles, his black hair and a beard blocks his face from view. The left side of his body is pale while the right is tan. He seems to be wearing some form of golden armor. While it is hard to see, he is clearly smiling.

"Say, I wish to know, do you fear? For I don't get to ask often," the man turns his head to the side slightly.

"Why do you not answer me, why? Don't you understand my question?" The man begins to tap his foot on the ground. He gets up, the bloody chair falls over. It burst into flames before it hits the ground as well as the blood. The fire from the blood does not seem to bother the man.

"I do not like your lack of speech. I don't want to be mad at you. Why do you make me so angry?" The man walks up to the camera slowly. The screen begins to flash from the scene to sciatic over and over. The blood, the fire, the broken chair, and the entire room disappear into blackness. The man continues to walk up to the camera. Upon reaching it he crouches down and stares deeply into the camera.

"I wish to know, DO YOU FEAR ME?"

Static...

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A patch of grassland is surrounded by a very dense forest and is the area where all players are to go to to meet. The wind is slightly strong and the tall, green grass sway in the wind. A few rabbits hop about and a few boulders mark the entrance ways to the rabbits' burrows. There are many logs and dry leaves in the area. A few mountains can be seen from the grasslands. A tape lays in the middle of the grasslands. Gunfire can be heard from a distance as well as loud screeches and screams of pain...

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For fear is nothing more then fear of the gods
and as we are gods we have nothing to fear.
For we are the darkness,
for we are your nightmares,
for we are fear itself!


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OOC: What do you think? Too short?

Javoh Terrek awoke, groggily, to the pleasant feeling of grass caressing his face. Where the fuck am I?, he idly wondered. Making only the subtlest motions, he began to survey the surrounding area. Everything looked clear, save for the noises in the distance. Gunfire and screams. Best steer clear of that direction.

Terrek stood up, slowly, then moved for a stand of nearby bushes, making sure to keep low to the ground to avoid being seen. When he reached the bushes, he began to check himself. He checked his body first. He was still clothed, and didn't feel at all hungover, so the alcoholic explanation was out. Moreover, his body seemed to be in fine shape, with no obvious injuries. He'd have to check that when he got into... civilization, he supposed. He put it aside and continued his check. He reached under his robe, over to his lower back, drew the fighting knife he kept concealed there. Still sharp, it seemed. He sheathed the blade, drew the suppressed Gauss pistol he kept beneath his left arm. He checked the mag and fired a couple shots. Everything checked out.

Spotting the tape in the middle of the clearing, he walked out and picked it up.

OOC: Lemme know if I'm doing this wrong.

Alarms buzzing all around him, the cockpit glowing red and the computer shouting "Altitude" at him. He pulled on the two control sticks as hard as possible to pull away from the planet. The gravity pulled the craft in closer, as the decent continued the cockpit got hotter and hotter. Unable to pull away Johan set a entry vector and attempted to bring the craft in softly. He was going to fast and the heat began eating away at the craft. As small parts ripped away the various parts of the craft we detached from the cockpit. Then in a small explosion of flames the entire craft was gone except for a small ball, the cockpit. It traveled down towards the ground impacting in a grassy field, Johan was knocked out on impact.

>REBOOT...DONE
>CHECKING PRIMARY CORE ...DONE
>CHECKING SECONDARY CORE ...DONE
>BRINGING HIGHER FUNCTIONS ONLINE...DONE
>COMMENCING SYSTEM CHECK...

The metal body of something stirred as it tested its artificial muscles, joints twisting and releasing trapped dirt. Eventually, the unit lifted itself from the ground, a smooth bullet-shaped body with a rounded front and tapered end surveyed the area through deep-set lenses, beautifully coloured with iridium oxides. Through the mind of Ahgnan 277, the thoughts of weariness at the influence of his former programming plaguing the uncontrollable testing of his system. If only he could find an advanced engineer to help him with some of these problems... still, he now had control, and could consciously observe everything around him. The delicate grass blades interested him as he impulsively felt them, thinking on his predicament. Of course, he did have a very high IQ, yet the original lethality of his thinking was clouded by this self-awareness. He did not regret it: rather an idiot than a mindless slave. What had happened? Then he remembered that scrap he had had with those men. One of them had microwaved him, but while he was knocked out the shielding had protected all his major and minor though centres. And when they found it was impossible to get the unit open, they must have dumped him.

He began registering the touch of the wind as he felt the shockwaves of gunshots in the distance, Cries of pain... what was going on? Holding himself low off the ground, he crept towards the sound, keeping to the deep cover.

Landing Zone aquired...

Prepare to Launch...

Warning Life support Failure in Capsule 3...

Warning Life support Failure in Capsule 5...

Warning Life Support Failure in Capsule 4...

Warning Life Support Failure In Capsule 1...

Capsule 2 touchdown achived...

Accessing subject data
Subject: Elendil Beowulf
Survivabilty Chances: 42%
Possiblity of Mission Completion: Negelctable.
Abort Mission? N/Y
N
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The capsule opened and out staggered an armored figure, He opened his eyes and his visor displayed mission details for a moment:

Squad status: KIA
Objectives: Explore World...
Aquire Communications with fleet command
Survive

After the objectives where displayed the words:
Uplink Lost
Flashed on his visor, the warrior sighed and removed his helmet. The air seemed breathable, well at least it was a start. He walked to the other capsules and one by one pried them open to salvage whatever he could find.
He grabbed an emergency sack and filled it with 10 clips of ammo for his assualt rifle, 5 armor piercing, 3 shredder, and 2 incederary. He also found 2 medikits and grabbed some spare components he could use for a radio, if, he found the right tools. In all he had his Energized Broadsword, an assualt rifle, his guass pistol, extra ammo and a few medikits, plus a days worth of rations. He looked ahead and heard screams and maybe bullet cracks in the distance. Thinking he may find food, water, or maybe a radio.

He set forward toward the sounds.

OOC: What do ya think? Good or no good?

His ears ringing and his vision blured from sleep, Lance quietly and quickly got up.

"What the hell?" He said as his vision returned to him and he was able to see his surroundings.

Trees, trees, and more trees. This better not be a joke someone pulled.

He put aside his growing hate for his comrades who he believed had pulled a prank on him. Instead, he picked up his blasterrifle from the ground and strapped his backpack on that was lying several feet away and began walking northeast.

After several yards, he heard gunshots echoing through the forest, he immdiatly turned the safety off and began running towards the origin.

OOC, contents in the backpack.

x1 Solar powerd flashlight
x1 light jacket
x1 Combat Knife (strapped to the outside)
x8 Field rations
x1 journal
x7 powerpacks for the Blasterrifle.

OOC: Can we start interacting with other characters soon?

OOC: Presumably when everyone's posted, yeah.

"Seems like a good place."
"The scanners detect multiple energy signitures on-planet of biological, mechanical and weapons fire origins."
"So we avoid that spot, specifically."
Skyler sometimes wondered about her partners sanity. Not that there was anything wrong with being insane, but sometimes...
She glanced at him. Kartosh had his feet up on the controls of the Star Snake and the joystick was moving, flying the ship, without anyone apparently controlling it. His tail whipped excitedly, betraying his emotions and true love of flying his ship. The fox ears on the top of his head twitched and he grinned, yellow eyes bright and sharp teeth being exposed in a humorious grin. Skyler was likewise endowed with such features, that of a kitsune, and an Xiscapian. Most would say autopilot, but Kartosh was manupulating the controls with his limited telekenetic powers, which he admittedly did not use very often. If he had, thought Skyler somewhat bitterly, we might not be in this mess. Their cargo was stowed in the cargo bay, safe, but any random pirates or Customs Patrols might change that. The item was obviously too "hot" to be transported so quickly, so they needed a nice, out-of-the-way planet to put it on where they could pick it up at a later date. Kartosh leaned forward. "Allright, I'll take us d-"

There was a rumble, and the ship shuddered, several alarms loudly informing them that engine two was down. It shorted out abruptly, and with it went the rest of the engines. The Star Snake dipped and spiraled out of control, downward. Blazing though the atmosphere, the smuggling ship smashed though what seemed to be a small forest to skid to a halt in the middle of a grassy field. Inside the cockpit Skyler and Kartosh were both stunned and dazed, having been thrown to the deck by the force of hitting the ground at over half the speed of sound.

OOC: Let's see if I can get this in before Mu Cephei posts again...

Terrek sprinted away from the scene as a capsule, such as one belonging in the cockpit of a starship, hurtled out of the sky. As the dirt settled, and Javoh found himself unharmed, he began to analyze the situation. He didn't know where he was, or how he got there, and ostensibly the pilot in the pod (OOC: Spit break's) would know at least which planet he went down over. Logically, he should try to work with the pilot to get spaceborne again.

As soon as the capsule was safe to touch, Terrek opened it up, pointing the Gauss pistol at it's occupant, then hauling the man inside out of the still-smoldering pod.

OOC: Success!

OOC: Okay, time to get his rp moving.


IC:

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Did you know that there are three basic laws of life that all living things live by?

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The following scene is seen in the point of view of a camera on top of a tripod. It shows a group of unidentifiable figures in a dark room. The darkness clouds anyone's view of the group of figures as wel as their view of the rest of the room. Static interupets the scence several times during the showing of it. One figure speaks, it's voice harsh and rough.

"Are you sure they pose a threat?" Another figure speaks in the same tone of voice.

"The inhabitants pose a threat," the other figure speaks again.

"The inhabitants have no advance technology and they are weak themselves. I believe they pose no threat to us. I believe that you are just using this as an excuse to preform one of your experiments," the other figures nodded in agreement.

"So, why do you care if it is?" The other figure replied.

Static...

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Any player that follows the noise of gunfire will have to walk though the forest, but oddly the walk is short. The forest bed has few objects to lengthen travel time and the roots are easy to step over. Upon clearing the forest the player will find themselves on top of a cliff. There are many rocks here as well as a few bushes that rustle about occasionally and, while it seems the cliff can be scaled up, it appears to be impossible to climb down. Below the cliff is a patch of grasslands just like the one the player had found themselves only moments ago. The only difference being the massive hole on the ground. Strange figures were jumping out of the hole. They appeared to be some form of giant bug, but at the distance the player is from the grassland no one can be sure without proper equipment.

Also there are humans of all sorts being chased by the bugs. Those who are caught are dragged to the hole and thrown in. Their screams filling the air the humans seem to be running towards the cliff. Further investigation would show that directly below them is a platoon of Mu Cephei infantrymen and a few armored vehicles. Fighters swoop by and drop bombs into the massive hole with great affect. The infantrymen and the armored vehicles appear to be fighting off the bugs as well. After several minutes the battle is over and the infantrymen seem to be scanning the grassland for any survivors of those who were attacked.

The man from the cockpit was still unconscious, and Terrek needed to get moving. He sighed as he activated his microfibral muscle, slowly draining precious, precious bioenergy. Given that he hadn't received a charge in a couple days, he could probably only keep up the enhanced strength for a day or two before he'd have to shut down the nano-enhancements. He paused, considered his options, and decided that it would be best if he headed toward the sounds of gunfire and screaming. At least he knew there was life over there, even if it was trying to kill each other. He picked up the tape from where he had dropped it, put it in an interior robe pocket, put the pilot over his shoulder in a fireman's carry, and started walking toward the sounds.

"What the fuck is this?"
Kartosh gestured wildly at the four smoking, tarnished silver tubes that were the Star Snake's engines as seen from the inside. They had not, thankfully, melted into a heap of slag, but they had come close enough to entirely shut down. He had determined they were repairable, but only with the correct tools and parts, neither of which were likely to be found on this backwater world.

As Kartosh stormed and cursed Skyler looked though their equipment locker:
1x sniper rifle (laser varient)
1x Imperial Heavy Repeater (Abb. IHR, primary fire grenades, secondary machine gun)
2x machetes
1x collapsable "scoop" tent (solar powered, takes in and stores energy during the day)
1x portable datapad
1x pair of electrobinoculars/scanner
2x canteens
4x power cells (for electrobinoculars and datapad, ten hours of use each)
6x rations packets (enough food and water for one day in each, plus sanitation pills)

About her person Skyler also had several feet of razor wire, trip wire, climbing wire, a blaster pistol, a katana, and two explosive grenades. Kartosh had a combat knife, a blaster pistol, a katana, and four grenades, two explosive, two stun. Skyler strapped the sniper rifle to her back, hung the machete from her belt, the electrobinoculars around her neck and pocketed two power cells and put the three rations packets, as well as the canteen, in her pack. Kartosh hefted the IHR, took a machete, strapped the tent to his back, put the datapad, power cells, rations, cateen and extra clips and magazines of ammunition into his.

Thus set, the two locked their ship with a A.I. standby to shoot anything that attempted to approach it and began to walk. At first Kartosh was entirely against going in the direction of the gunfire. "If there's some war going on I don't want to be a part," he said darkly.
"But," Skyler reasoned, "where there's soldiers, there's usually vehicles. Where their's soldiers and vehicles, there's abandoned or partially destroyed vehicles. And where there's abandoned or partially destroyed vehicles, there's spare parts. Parts that might help us get away."
After several more minutes of arguing, the two kitsune finally set out though the forest and onto the cliff.

Kartosh and Skyler now came across the battle. Perched on rocks, they watched quietly until the completion, being careful not to be seen by the soldiers below. At the conclusion the two looked at each other and Skyler began scanning the fleeing humans, soldiers, and hole with the electrobinoculars.

Johan began to awake from the movement, he didn't open his eyes yet he would try and use his other senses first. He heard screams, gun fire, tree's blowing in the wind. He then opened his eyes and put his hand on his head "ow my head" he said in a daze as the light hit his eyes. He then looked at the person carrying him "Thank you for rescuing me, i'm in your debt" he said. He didn't ask where they were going, it seemed they were heading closer to a battle just from the sounds.

"Don't worry about it," asked Terrek, gratefully deactivating the microfibral muscle as he set his charge down on the ground. "I just did what anyone else would have." He decided quickly that, although the other man wasn't in much of a position to do him harm, it would be best if he kept the majority of his identity a secret. He offered a hand, saying "Javoh Terrek, Imperial Consular. Can you walk?"

"Yes I believe so, I'm Johan Telfore, ZAFT special forces" he said as he moved his legs slowly to see if there was any pain, he felt none so he figured he was alright. He then looked at Javoh "Put me down when you feel like it, i'll stick around for now, better to travel with others in a unknown environment" he told him.

Terrek set Telfore on the ground, then motioned for him to follow. He explained in a low voice, "Someone, no, two someones, passed this way not too long ago. Non-humans, probably only minutes ago. The tracks are quite fresh.
"Look, I don't really know how I got on this planet, nor do I know what planet we're on, but I don't intend to be here too much longer. You understand, I'm sure... important things to do.
"So in the meantime, I propose that we follow these tracks so as to try to find whoever made them, figure out where we are, and get off this rock. Fair enough?"

"get off this rock? sounds good to me, i'd rather not stay here forever" he whispered back to him as he went for his side arm to have it at the ready. He moved slowly forward but kept pace with Javoh. The air around him was over powering him with so many scents. He could see the tree line beginning to thin out "Were getting closer" he whispered gun at the ready.

Reaching beneath his robes, Terrek drew his Gauss pistol, then crept nearly silently toward the cliffs ahead. Catching sight of the two kitsune ahead, he motioned to Johan to lower his weapon, then holstered his own pistol, calling out to the pair ahead (Who appeared to be far more heavily armed than he and Johan), "Friendlies," He held up his own empty hands in an effort to show that he meant no harm.

(OOC: Dammit Xiscapia went offline :mad: )

Johan holstered his weapon as instructed and also put his hands up, not making a sound for now he slowly moved forward out of the trees with Javoh and into the light above the cliff top. Beyond it was the battle below which he could now hear clearly, it was a sound a man can never get used to, not even a soldier.

Elendil entered the forest quickly looking about for a friendly face and some source of water. After Walking through the thick roots for about 12 minutes he found a small stream. He sat down on a rock and used a small water tester in his medi-pack to test the purity. "Well not the purist but it's drinkable," He said to no one in particular. After filling his cantine he looked towards what seemed to be a cliff or a hill and decided that it was his best bet to find civilization. With a made up mind he set off...

He could here the screams and gunfire getting louder as he ran through the forest. He then slowed down, and took aim.

His jaw dropped when he saw the giant bugs and the people being thrown into the hole. Their screams sent chills down his spine.

As he turned his head in disgust, several figures caught his glimpse on top of a cliff. He silently krept back into the forest and made his way as swiftly as possible up towards the cliff.

If any one had looked up to the west at that moment, they would have seen it. 7 circular balls, fire trailing behind them, plummeting to Earth. Anyone could have heard them, however. A loud, groaning whir, before the huge roaring boom of impact.

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/alert
System Malfunction...
/inform
Pods 6,5,4,3,2,1 read no life signatures.
/communicate
Communicating.... No reply.
/Atmosphere
Breathable. Recommend wearing power armor. Alert, power armor 20% charge.
"Shit."

The doors of pod 7 opened with a hiss of hot air and Dominic stepped out, groggy from the impact, wearing the Power Armor. He looked slightly ridiculous, with the bulky power armor and the tiny laspistol and backpack. Most of the foliage was burnt away by flaming chunks of the other pods. There was a rustle, and he whirled around, only to see the bodies of the marines in pod 4 fall from a tree. He sighed and continued on, before stopping and checking his PA's onboard AI.
"X7, is there any lifesigns in the surrounding area?"
"One moment, scanning. Yes a number. The nearest are identified as Xiscapian kitsune with an encountered. Be warned, gunfire detected. Unable to get a direct lock."
"I think First Contact takes 2nd place to survival. If I find a way off this rock I'll report to the archives. Deal?" The AI nodded reluctantly, before disappearing. Dominic moved towards the Xiscapians.

Upon reaching them, he hid and checked his power armor energy remaining. 7%. It should have far more than that... Pressing a button on the computer, the armor removed itself until all that remained was a Frisbee sized blue-green disk. He frowned. Best to watch how they act before I try to speak to them... They might be dangerous. He saw the weapons they were carrying. "Scratch that, they might be deadly." He saw a pair of people emerge from the undergrowth and give themselves over to the mercy of the two. More? Why didn't X7 pick them up? He groaned, before also showing himself, hands raised. "Friendly."

"Friendlies,"
Both whipped around, Skyler with pistol already in hand, Kartosh leveling his Heavy Repeater. Two humans, one of whom was dressed in a pilot's suit, had appeared just over the crest of the hill. Weapons were visible but holstered, and their hands were up. Still, for a moment, the two mercenaries kept their guns on them, gesturing to indicate they should lower their hands. "Who-" asked Kartosh, but he was interrupted.

"Friendly."
Both whipped around to aim at the man in what looked like Dominion battle armor. He too had a weapon, but that little pop-gun didn't pose much of a threat, and, in any case, he didn't look hostile. Skyler swung her aim back around to the other two, lowering her pistol as she did so. Kartosh did as well, and they regarded their fellow inhabitants without expression.

-That pilot looks wounded- said Skyler in Xiscapian, a language those present were unlikely to know, due to Xiscapia's isolation from the space lanes and major galactic events.
-I'm more worried about that guy- Kartosh nodded to Dominic.
-They're not locals, in any case. Maybe, if we wash their tails, they can wash ours- A purely Xiscapian saying, seeing as most other species of the galaxy didn't have tails to be washed.
-We'll see- muttered Kartosh. Aloud he barked in accented Common,
"Alright, all of you, what's your story? Why are you here?"
The mercenaries weapons were lowered but their suspicions about those they found sharing the planet with were growing.

"Captain Dominic Zeus, Dominion of the Void Navy. My unit was on ODSD training, but something happened. The pods exploded on the way down. I'm the only survivor."

Releaved that they lowered there weapons "Johan Telfore, ZAFT special forces, my fighter got to closer and I was pulled in, broke up on entry only the cockpit module made it through" he said as he walked closer. It would seem they have a rag tag band of fighters forming or at least meeting. He couldn't hear anything else but what was going on down below the cliff, all other long range sounds were drowned out. If he wasn't as close as he was he probably wouldn't hear any of the people around him.

Terrek simply shrugged. "Just passing through. I was thinking that we might have a mutual interest insofar as getting off this planet goes. You," he said, gesturing to Kartosh, "look like a pilot, and I'm willing to pay quite a decent sum for transport off-world."

The metal creature was aware of the moving men behind it, and not feeling in an aggressive mood decided to lurk even deeper in the foliage. Soon however, it noticed the land thinning out. A cliff presented itself, as did 3 or so figures, sihlouetted against the cliff edge. Best to move out now, see what was going on, and then scarper. He crawled out rapidly, flexible metal limbs whipping as he dashed towards the group. His model was not equipped with a hover drive, an absolute bugger in his opinion what with the cliff. But the death down there was all he needed to know.

It reared up to its full height of 3 metres on two limbs, the other 4 limbs slowly twisting around in a hypnotic pattern, before coughing politely.
"Greetings". A strangely human voice came out, with an undertone of metallic vocal chords. As he lowered himself back towards the ground, he continued.
"I extend my thanks to your group for not taking part in aggression towards my person. Though that is hard to say since I am a person not of flesh and blood but of electrical impulses in a corpse of metals and superconductors. And before you start asking questions, pick the language you make comments in carefully: I am polylingual with 18724 languages and 29211 dialects at ready demand. I try not to display neutral emotions, but if you see me behaving too metalically, then that is because my original memory core has taken over.
And the last misfortuantes who tried disassembling me for parts because they did not recognise my intelligence were rewarded justly. I believe that it is very hard for the authorities to detect when a person has been dissected into perfect centimetre cubes to work out who actually killed them. Except of course for the one who was hit by laser ricochet."

The machine lowered itself into the ground, before its eyes focused on the rest of the group.
"All armed in some way I see. A band of warriors, but armed for what conflict? That of the battles down there? I try to wipe out all blind forces of destruction such as those, so if you need something figured out or something precisely destroyed, you've got that support."

Elendil Found himself on a cliff looking down at a grassland full of large bug looking things. They seemed to be intent on killing all the people in the fields. With memories of the past rushed through his head, horrible visions of his squad being massicared by similar looking creatres on the jungle moon Antares IV. With revenge in mind he loaded a clip of incedratory rounds into his assualt rifle and ran down the cliff spraying bullets at the nearest bug, screaming "For Oblivion!" all the way down.

Dominic eyed the Cyborg carefully and was about to say something before he was interrupted by Elendil charging the bugs.
"Oh dear. I believe hes gone Rambo." He yelled after the man, "Don't waste your ammo, you idiot!"

OOC: Note for the record, an entirely robotic contruction. Metal central "core", with 6 flexible octopus-like legs sprouting off. Cameras in a small unit recessed into it's body

IC:
"It appears he is using gung-ho tactics for attacking the insectoids. Allow me to demonstrate."
It picked a small stone, throwing it with immense force from the cliff top. Further down, something crunched sickeningly.
"I don't suppose I need weapons if you are going to attack."

"Captain Dominic Zeus, Dominion of the Void Navy. My unit was on ODSD training, but something happened. The pods exploded on the way down. I'm the only survivor."
"Johan Telfore, ZAFT special forces, my fighter got to closer and I was pulled in, broke up on entry only the cockpit module made it through"
"You look like a pilot, and I'm willing to pay quite a decent sum for transport off-world."
Kartosh quite liked this last statement, an amused smile crossing his face as he leaned against a boulder. "Special Forces and ODSD...you guys know what's going on down there?" he jerked his head in the direction of the fighting.
Skyler addressed Terrek. "We'd love to, but our ship has been downed and we've been stranded by an engine malfunction. It's repairable, but only with the correct tools and parts, military grade. So unless their's a hanger or base nearby, we might be stuck here for a while. We'll be happy to give ya a lift when we do get 'er workin', though."
"All armed in some way I see. A band of warriors, but armed for what conflict? That of the battles down there? I try to wipe out all blind forces of destruction such as those, so if you need something figured out or something precisely destroyed, you've got that support."
Both Xiscapians looked bemused at their and their company being called a "band of warriors."
"Prepared for whatever conflict might arise," Kartosh nodded, noticing for the first time that, unless the robot has a large amount of tools and weaponry inside his mainframe, they were the most equipped and heavily armed there. Of course, it helped that they had crashed with a shipload of supplies in the first place.

"No idea. This planet was supposed to be rural and uninhabited, which is why we were here. There was no mention of giant bugs or local forces."

"I shall be of assistance then whenever you need."
It noted critically their heavy armament.
"You are armed indeed. And not lightly. Shall we commence battle then?"
It flicked out 4 knife-blades on the end of each limb, wickedly sharp. Each made a quiet hum as it was drawn through the air. Each was marked with a laser signature near the bases of the 10cm lengths of whatever metal it was, each slightly curving and perfectly clean. In total, 24 blades of death if provoked. Behind a powerful mental force that could be compassionate yet on the drop of a hat change to cold precision.
"So, shall we start?"

Kartosh nodded at the Dominion soldier's statement. He had suspected as much originally.
"So, shall we start?"
Kartosh eyed the 24 whirling blades uneasily. He had no wish to fight such a thing, at the disadvantage of probably being slower and only having two knives, maximum, at his use. Also, he doubted if anything except maybe a grenade or a large amount of machine-gun fire could penetrate the armor. "I'd really rather not risk my skin, unless you're suggesting a non-lethal duel to test my skill...?"

He jumped Onto an armored beasts back and engaged his energy blade and stabbed it into it's head. "Ohh ya how do you like that buggy?" He roared enthusiasticly!

Skyler addressed Terrek. "We'd love to, but our ship has been downed and we've been stranded by an engine malfunction. It's repairable, but only with the correct tools and parts, military grade. So unless their's a hanger or base nearby, we might be stuck here for a while. We'll be happy to give ya a lift when we do get 'er workin', though."

"Then it appears, for the time being at least, that we should stick together. I need your ship, you ostensibly need my money." He offered a hand, gave an easy smile; a routine he'd performed so many times it was like second nature. He liked these kitsune, they seemed to be pretty down-to-earth, but it would still be better if he went ahead with the charade he'd started. "Javoh Terrek. Imperial Consul to Junda III. And you might be?"

Of course, if anybody checked, they would find that the real Imperial Consul to Junda III was Shiron Krin, but Terrek decided that it was easily well within the risks he could take. The probability that they'd look up his credentials, or be able to, was fairly low. Besides, even if they did, it still didn't reveal him as an Imperial assassin, just an impostor with a lot of cash.

Things were taking a turn for the better.

The chance either would check records to find out this guys true identity were slim to none, and even if they knew he was not, in fact, the Imperial Consul to Junda III and rather an assassin, neither would care. Kartosh and Skyler had transported people before, usually criminals, smuggling them onto or off of planets.

Skyler took the hand, shaking it vigoriously. "Skyler, and that's Kartosh," Kartosh nodded in Terrek's direction. "Professional smugglers, theives and mercenaries, at your service." She produced, amazingly, a business card, laminated and everything:

Need something destroyed?
Have valuable cargo for transport?
Need something someone else has?
CALL Kartosh and Skyler.
There was a holograph number, as well as a Net address, printed on the back.
"Don't call the number," added Skyler, not saying why. In actuality the two had rigged it to emit a loud screech if anyone called, and the Net address would send the transmitting mail account to several dozen pornographic and marketing sites. Those who needed to reach them could, the cards were just a ploy.

"Military, smugglers, thief's, cyborgs what a group....... alright does any one have special training or is vary good at a particular field? you know things that might be useful, for example I have a university degree in geology" he said as he walked over to the cliff face and looking over "Looks like a combination of several rock types, Lime and soap stone seem to dominant but those but just be surface build up layers" he said walking back to the group "Now if I didn't know any better I would swear a giant bug would climb up the cliff and attack us" he said with a slight laugh that turned to worry as the thought crossed his mind that it could actually happen.

alright does any one have special training or is vary good at a particular field? you know things that might be useful, for example I have a university degree in geology"
"I have a degree in kicking ass and taking names," sniggered Kartosh. Skyler shrugged. "Stealing, getting things past people, piloting, killing people-"
"Making love," Kartosh muttered under his breath.
Skyler went on as though she hadn't heard him. "blowing things up, causing general chaos...if those aren't useful skills, tell me what is."

"How about medical training? that would help us more then your ability to woo women" Johan said after hearing his whisper with his hearing "And if your wondering how i heard that, its because i'm a coordinator, a genetically engineered human, i'm no super soldier but my physical and mental responses are extremely high but more of training then it is genetics"

"No, actually, I was wondering why the hell anyone would get a degree in geology, but that's definitly on my list of questions," said Kartosh dryly with a straight face. Skyler sighed almost to herself. "We have basic medical training: We can splint a broken limb, clean, stitch and bandage wounds, ease a fever, that sort of thing."

OOC: lol! Oblivion2, mind if I use you as an example? Okay, Oblivion2 has now made himself an enemy of the Monsters by attacking and killing some of them (yes they are that bitchy). Not only that, but by shooting down the cliff he has also risen the suspicions of the Mu Cephei soldiers. Depending on his following actions Oblivion2 can gain both an ally and an enemy or enemies if he continues his gun-ho act...

IC:

Most if not all of the Mu Cephei soldiers below the cliff had begun to catch their breath from the fight they just had with the monsters. Then Elendil came down from the cliff killing several retreating monsters as he did so. This caused a great stir among the soldiers.

"Shit! Echo-Seven, I think a civilian with a gun had one too many and decided to have some fun with the surviving monsters. Calm him down and take away his weapons before he gets someone killed," a elite heavy infantrymen ordered though his radio, "now. Echo-Five and Echo-Six, I want you to scale that cliff and find out the hell is going on up there!" A squad of Mu Cephei soldiers began to make way towards the insane man attacking the monsters on their own, making sure that if he were to attack them they would be ready. All the while two squads of Mu Cephei soldiers began to make their way up the cliff, making sure to cover each other in every angle. Two tanks aimed their main guns at the cliff.

All three of the Mu Cephei squads were made up of twelve soldiers each. Each squad was made up of ten regular infantrymen and two heavy infantrymen.

Echo-Seven upon reaching Elendil set up positions around him, the leader yelled towards him.

"Drop your weapon! Put your hands in the air and don't move! State your name and what you are doing here," the leader took a quick glance around the area making sure to look towards the dead bodies of monsters, "if you haven't notice we got the bugs handled. No reason to go nuts and kill someone by accident.

For those on the cliff it was only a matter of time before the twenty-four Mu Cephei soldiers were by their sides.

OOC: I'm going to be nice and tell all of you your options OOC'ly.

Option One: Make friends with the soldier and enemies with the monsters.
Do this by simply talking with the soldiers and making friends.

Option Two: Make friends with the monsters and enemies with the soldiers.
Kill a bunch of soldiers or civilians and it won't take long.

Option Three: Wait till later to make a decision or stay neutral.
Run like fook.

Remember, use the player data and my factbook to make your decision because once you pick it's going to be hard to go back on that decision. Good luck!

"Rocks can be useful, you just need to know how to use that knowledge" he said before being interrupted by the sound of foot steps and what sounded like soldiers "we got company coming" he quickly said before they were surrounded by the 24 soldiers. He looked around as they barked there orders to drop weapons and identify "I'll identify my self, but i refuse to drop my weapon in a war zone" Johan said turning around to face them. He cleared his throat "I'm Johan Telfore, ZAFT special forces, I was pulled in by the planets gravity and crashed, to say the least thats how most of us got here, well for those of us who remember any way"

Skyler and Kartosh stayed in place, not moving, just watching the soldiers. Out of all possible options (run, hide, fight, talk, ect.) they had chosen not to speak until spoken to and mantain a decidedly neutral position until further information could be obtained. Of course, the bugs had been killing civilians, and the soldiers did not seem threatening, but everything was not always as it seemed.

"Forgive me soldier, might i ask your name and rank in this planets army?" He said as he sheathed his sword.

OOC: Bump for Mu Cephei

Lance had stayed back and followed the group from afar. After seeing the rag tag group of humes, robots, and what appeared to be foxes, Lance had pretty figured out he wasn't on Ragnar anymore. After searching the area and coming across several shipwrecks, which had nothing valuable to him, Lance decided to trail the unusual group of strangers who appeared to have no idea why they were on this planet.


Suddenly, he got down on his stomach and aimed his blaster rifle at the dozen soldiers who had surrounded them. He could barely hear what they were saying, so inch by inch he crawled forward, and got in a kneeling position and took aim just in case things got ugly.


OOC: I guess my character has to assume the lone scout role as everyone is progressing faster than I can keep up.

Well, fuck, thought Terrek.

Outnumbered on top of a cliff, four to one. Javoh quickly ruled combat out. He just hoped the rest of the group would let him speak for them, and began talking before they could.

"Oh, hello. Please, allow me to express my apologies for this, but... well, maybe I should explain. My name is Javoh Terrek. I am the Imperial Consul to Junda III, and these," he gestured to the kitsune, simultaneously looking through his robes for the falsified documents that would confirm his cover identity, "are my bodyguard and my pilot. I hate to trouble you like this, but our ship suffered engine failure while in orbit, and we crashed not far from here. We really mean you no trouble.

"Erm, if you don't mind my asking, what's going on here, and... where is here? Our navicomputer shorted out a couple days ago, but, well, that's military hardware for you, am I right? Oh, but where was I... yes, when we came to, we heard the gunfire and screaming... is there anything we can do to help?"

While he spoke, he moved his hands in an intricate string of jive, hoping that the kitsune would follow it: play along, might be able to get parts from soldiers, apologies for presumption

Kartosh did his best to look stupid yet menacing. Bodyguards. Right. Act the part. Fortunatly he still had his Repeater out, even if it was pointing at the ground, as a bodyguard protecting his charge in a combat setting would probably have some sort of weapon out. Skyler understood the hand motions, giving the slightest nod. If the soldiers decided to take them captive, there really wasn't much they could do, combat wise.
Good thing they had waited, then.

"I can blow the head off a monkey from 4 blocks away with a half decent rifle, otherwise I'm a hacker and saboteur." Dominic growled as the soldiers gathered around. Unfortunately, they outnumbered and outgunned him by far.
"William Lago, mercenary. I was chasing down a pirate but got shot down. Bastard had mines. no relation to this lot." He guestured at the group. "Just met up with 'em now. I've got credentials if you want to see them." He handed the soldier a holo-card. (http://i188.photobucket.com/albums/z107/Kain1235/WilliamLagoBadge.jpg)

OOC: The holo-card picture may take a while to load but it does load eventually.

"Do not worry: I would not need even single blade to kill you, so your performance will be recorded by your reuslts in a non-lethal fight with me."

It was interuppted by the presence of the soldiers from below moving up towards them.

"It seems that a fight is an inadequate way to introduce ourselves to those now arriving. I do not go for the nicities of introductions, so please may you take care of that purpose. I shall for now act as a message of our strength."

It had now produced a 30-cm blade from the centre of each "hand on the end of it's arms, a double-edged razor that appeared useful only for implaing a target.

"We shall wait, and I shall threaten. And if they even consider talking to me as an inferior, as is oft the case, I will cut off something from them."

Lance saw the machine produce its lethal blades, but could not hear what it had said to the soldiers. Feeling that this was a situation best fit for observing, Lance retreated back several yards and took cover between a few trees and continued to monitor the situation.

Johan shook his head at every one else "You know, it might be a good idea not to be telling them how many ways you can kill a person" he made a note to them as it seems he was the only one not pulling a weapon out, he believed there was a way to get out of this without wasting ammo.

"Forgive me soldier, might i ask your name and rank in this planets army?" He said as he sheathed his sword.

The squad of soldiers still aimed their guns at the man regardless that he withdrew his weapon. He was still a threat. A soldier walked forward, he spoke in english. His voice came out as harsh as if he was going though pain to speak.

"We are not from this planet. We are a military force from the Allied Planets of Mu Cephei. This planet is within my government's influence which is why we are here. As you can guess we are fighting against the monsters," he gesutrd to the rest of the squad and they lowered their weapons.

"You don't seem to be from this planet. Would you mind coming with us? There are some people who are better prepared in handling this situation.


Well, fuck, thought Terrek.

Outnumbered on top of a cliff, four to one. Javoh quickly ruled combat out. He just hoped the rest of the group would let him speak for them, and began talking before they could.

"Oh, hello. Please, allow me to express my apologies for this, but... well, maybe I should explain. My name is Javoh Terrek. I am the Imperial Consul to Junda III, and these," he gestured to the kitsune, simultaneously looking through his robes for the falsified documents that would confirm his cover identity, "are my bodyguard and my pilot. I hate to trouble you like this, but our ship suffered engine failure while in orbit, and we crashed not far from here. We really mean you no trouble.

"Erm, if you don't mind my asking, what's going on here, and... where is here? Our navicomputer shorted out a couple days ago, but, well, that's military hardware for you, am I right? Oh, but where was I... yes, when we came to, we heard the gunfire and screaming... is there anything we can do to help?"

While he spoke, he moved his hands in an intricate string of jive, hoping that the kitsune would follow it: play along, might be able to get parts from soldiers, apologies for presumption

A heavy infantrymen walked forward, a seal with a wolf howling at a moon marked his right armored shoulder.

"I am Ethelwolf Guinn from the Allied Planets of Mu Cephei, a memeber of the Space Corp. I am chief of this platoon," he turned to the man with robes.

"You say your name is Javoh Terrek and that you are an Imperial Consul to Junda III, correct? Well then, we on behalf of this planet's government and Mu Cephei, I welcome you," the soldier bowed slightly. Then the soldier turned to the two kitsune, he emitted a chuckling sound from his helmet.

Kartosh did his best to look stupid yet menacing. Bodyguards. Right. Act the part. Fortunatly he still had his Repeater out, even if it was pointing at the ground, as a bodyguard protecting his charge in a combat setting would probably have some sort of weapon out. Skyler understood the hand motions, giving the slightest nod. If the soldiers decided to take them captive, there really wasn't much they could do, combat wise.
Good thing they had waited, then.


"I am glad that this group has something besides humanoids. After months of nothing, but humans," the soldier lifted his helmet exposing two long ears, a snout, fangs, two thin eyes one of which had an ugly scar running though it, and a think black coat of hair all over his head.

"You start to feel a little bit weird being the only one with a tail," the standing dog chuckled again.

"As you can see I, nor any other Mu Cephei, are human. We are what you would call, dogs standing on their hind legs," the leader turned to the rest of the group.

"Now for the others..."

"I can blow the head off a monkey from 4 blocks away with a half decent rifle, otherwise I'm a hacker and saboteur." Dominic growled as the soldiers gathered around. Unfortunately, they outnumbered and outgunned him by far.
"William Lago, mercenary. I was chasing down a pirate but got shot down. Bastard had mines. no relation to this lot." He guestured at the group. "Just met up with 'em now. I've got credentials if you want to see them." He handed the soldier a holo-card. (http://i188.photobucket.com/albums/z107/Kain1235/WilliamLagoBadge.jpg)

OOC: The holo-card picture may take a while to load but it does load eventually.

Ethelwolf Guinn looked at the card for a moment then handed it back.

"We do not care for guns for hire, but if you wish you may come with us. I plan on bring the consul back to our headquarters to speak with our leaders. Just to make sure he is what he says he is and to help him and his personnel return to their planet without further delay. You are more then welcome to come and we will see if we can get you on your way."


"Do not worry: I would not need even single blade to kill you, so your performance will be recorded by your reuslts in a non-lethal fight with me."

It was interuppted by the presence of the soldiers from below moving up towards them.

"It seems that a fight is an inadequate way to introduce ourselves to those now arriving. I do not go for the nicities of introductions, so please may you take care of that purpose. I shall for now act as a message of our strength."

It had now produced a 30-cm blade from the centre of each "hand on the end of it's arms, a double-edged razor that appeared useful only for implaing a target.

"We shall wait, and I shall threaten. And if they even consider talking to me as an inferior, as is oft the case, I will cut off something from them."

Ethelwolf Guinn turned to the robot who now threaten the soldier, the soldier seemed to remain unfazed.

"If you wish to fight I would suggest a more long range weapon. While I do not know of your armor's strength it can not be much more then an armored vehicles," Ethelwolf mentioned to the three other heavy infantrymen, "even if you get a chance to kill me those three will surely bring your mechanical life to an end. However, as a pack leader it is my job to make allies, not enemies. We have plenty of those on this planet. So retract your weapons, we are not here to fight. Or are we?"

Johan shook his head at every one else "You know, it might be a good idea not to be telling them how many ways you can kill a person" he made a note to them as it seems he was the only one not pulling a weapon out, he believed there was a way to get out of this without wasting ammo.

Ethelwolf Guinn turned to the unarmed person.

"May you please identify yourself? Or you with the group or are you alone?"


OOC: Just to let you know Ethelwolf Guinn is going to play a major role as a NPC in the game if you become friends with Mu Cephei.

"You start to feel a little bit weird being the only one with a snout,"
OOC: Hmm, I think I was unclear. My apologies. The kitsune appear to be human with fox-like features. Think a human, add yellow or orange eyes, fox ears and tail of varying colors and shades, sharp teeth and superior agility and grace, you have my kitsune. However, because I do not wish to make waves, we can accept the two as "foxes standing on their hind legs" as the pack leader put it.
IC:
Kartosh grinned widely. "Nice to meet another bunch of the furred," he chuckled. Skyler just winked a yellow eye at the soldier. Both kitsune immediatly felt more comfortable around "cousins" or related species, than the bunch of humans and apparently paranoid homocidal maniac droid.

"Guess you didn't hear me the first time" he said with a smirk "Name's Johan Telfore, ZAFT special forces, crashed on the planet and i'm with these guys" he told them again. He was a little ticked off that he wasn't heard the first time, but he was used to it. It happened easily in a battlefield. Things were now getting interesting, as the air calmed Johan felt that he would be able to get off this damn rock without a problem. Hope was what kept any stranded soldier alive, thinking of family usually kept them going, the urge to see them kept them fighting.

"I am Ethelwolf Guinn from the Allied Planets of Mu Cephei, a memeber of the Space Corp. I am chief of this platoon," he turned to the man with robes.

"You say your name is Javoh Terrek and that you are an Imperial Consul to Junda III, correct? Well then, we on behalf of this planet's government and Mu Cephei, I welcome you," the soldier bowed slightly. Then the soldier turned to the two kitsune, he emitted a chuckling sound from his helmet.

(snip)

"We do not care for guns for hire, but if you wish you may come with us. I plan on bring the consul back to our headquarters to speak with our leaders. Just to make sure he is what he says he is and to help him and his personnel return to their planet without further delay. You are more then welcome to come and we will see if we can get you on your way."


"We would be glad to accompany you, Mr. Guinn. However, it is not necessary that we leave immediately, as I'm sure you've got cleaning up to do here, what with the battle and all."

Finally he found the right inner pocket, and with a flourish produced the paperwork that proved he was what he claimed, "Ah. Here it is. You should find everything in order, Mr. Guinn," The beauty of Imperial paperwork was that it was written in extremely dense legalese, and as such sometimes made one's head spin just looking at it. Terrek trusted that this Guinn would read it carefully, though, and perhaps even take it for granted that Terrek was what he claimed. If not, well, Terrek had a direct line to the Emperor, and he would hopefully verify what Terrek was saying instead of throwing him to the wolves, as it were.

"If I were a proper soldier droid, then you would be dead within seconds, before any of you even noticed. As it is, you are lucky."

The blades retracted, leaving no trace.

"Next time you meet my kind, be much more careful. As for armour, why would I even need it when I can move fast enough to dodge it? But boasting aside, would you mind explaining to me what the hell is going on here?"

"We are not from this planet. We are a military force from the Allied Planets of Mu Cephei. This planet is within my government's influence which is why we are here. As you can guess we are fighting against the monsters," he gesutrd to the rest of the squad and they lowered their weapons.

"You don't seem to be from this planet. Would you mind coming with us? There are some people who are better prepared in handling this situation."

"Alright, I'll come with you, But might I ask to the name of the officer in charge of your opperations on this planet?" Elendil said as he started to follow the group of soldiers.

"We do not care for guns for hire, but if you wish you may come with us. I plan on bring the consul back to our headquarters to speak with our leaders. Just to make sure he is what he says he is and to help him and his personnel return to their planet without further delay. You are more then welcome to come and we will see if we can get you on your way."

Dominic pocketed the card again before replying. "Thanks for the offer. Since I'm here I may as well make myself useful. Looks good on the card."

Lance continued to take cover, even after the weapons were lowered on bothsides. Because of his distance, he couldn't quite hear what the soldiers and the odd group, but could tell by the faces that the hostility had gone. He decided that it would be best to keep following them, maybe when the chance presented itself he could get off this monster paradise.

" Well then can we get moving? It looks like we got some dark clouds blowing in from the west, rain is my guess" Johan said pointing to the western sky "Maybe we can get some food and some answers to" he added while putting his hands in his pockets. If he could avoid eating rashions he would take it, military rashions weren't exactly the best thing in the galaxy to eat but it kept you alive.

OOC: Hmm, I think I was unclear. My apologies. The kitsune appear to be human with fox-like features. Think a human, add yellow or orange eyes, fox ears and tail of varying colors and shades, sharp teeth and superior agility and grace, you have my kitsune. However, because I do not wish to make waves, we can accept the two as "foxes standing on their hind legs" as the pack leader put it.
IC:
Kartosh grinned widely. "Nice to meet another bunch of the furred," he chuckled. Skyler just winked a yellow eye at the soldier. Both kitsune immediatly felt more comfortable around "cousins" or related species, than the bunch of humans and apparently paranoid homocidal maniac droid.

OOC:
Sorry about the misinterpretation, I'll edit my post so that he says tail instead of snout.

IC:
Ethelwolf Guinn nodded at the two kitsune.

"I would suggest getting ready to scale down the cliff, it's pretty rough. Behind Guinn a Mu Cephei soldier put his hand on the right side of his head, possibly talking on a radio in his helmet.

The
"Guess you didn't hear me the first time" he said with a smirk "Name's Johan Telfore, ZAFT special forces, crashed on the planet and i'm with these guys" he told them again. He was a little ticked off that he wasn't heard the first time, but he was used to it. It happened easily in a battlefield. Things were now getting interesting, as the air calmed Johan felt that he would be able to get off this damn rock without a problem. Hope was what kept any stranded soldier alive, thinking of family usually kept them going, the urge to see them kept them fighting.

Ethelwolf Guinn sudden;y turned towards Telfore, having not heard him before.

"I do apologize for not hearing you before, but I was busy speaking with the others... Did you say special forces?" He made a hand signal with his left hand and his index "finger" was moved only an inch away from his gun's trigger. While none of the other soldiers moved the air around them became thick and tense.

"Why would an elite military force be sent to this small, worthless planet? Would you care to enlighten me?"

"We would be glad to accompany you, Mr. Guinn. However, it is not necessary that we leave immediately, as I'm sure you've got cleaning up to do here, what with the battle and all."

Finally he found the right inner pocket, and with a flourish produced the paperwork that proved he was what he claimed, "Ah. Here it is. You should find everything in order, Mr. Guinn," The beauty of Imperial paperwork was that it was written in extremely dense legalese, and as such sometimes made one's head spin just looking at it. Terrek trusted that this Guinn would read it carefully, though, and perhaps even take it for granted that Terrek was what he claimed. If not, well, Terrek had a direct line to the Emperor, and he would hopefully verify what Terrek was saying instead of throwing him to the wolves, as it were.

"The civiliens were travling from their village to another for trade when they got attack, this wasn't a battle. We were just in the area and deicded to help. Yeah, there were something like two-hundred bugs, but a real battle usally has hundreds of thousnds. So this wasn't a big deal," Ethelwolf Guinn took the papers, gave them a one over and handed them back. He nodded.

"We will be getting ready to go down the cliff soon so get ready," Ethelwolf Guinn turned to the robot.

"If I were a proper soldier droid, then you would be dead within seconds, before any of you even noticed. As it is, you are lucky."

The blades retracted, leaving no trace.

"Next time you meet my kind, be much more careful. As for armour, why would I even need it when I can move fast enough to dodge it? But boasting aside, would you mind explaining to me what the hell is going on here?"

"You are starting to piss me off, but in name of diplomacy I'll shall bite my tongue," Guinn eyed the robot as if he resented it being here, "get ready to move."


"Alright, I'll come with you, But might I ask to the name of the officer in charge of your opperations on this planet?" Elendil said as he started to follow the group of soldiers.

"You will find out in due time, until then I want you to meet my pack leader. He will help you with any questions or problems you may have," the squad began heading back to the main force, various form of war machines came into view as well as a few dozen soldiers of all kinds.

Dominic pocketed the card again before replying. "Thanks for the offer. Since I'm here I may as well make myself useful. Looks good on the card."

Ethelwolf Guinn nodded at the gunmen, "get ready to move down the cliff, it's going to be rough. Going up is easier then going down."

" Well then can we get moving? It looks like we got some dark clouds blowing in from the west, rain is my guess" Johan said pointing to the western sky "Maybe we can get some food and some answers to" he added while putting his hands in his pockets. If he could avoid eating rashions he would take it, military rashions weren't exactly the best thing in the galaxy to eat but it kept you alive.

Ethelwolf Guinn turned towards where the man pointed, "if it rains so be it. Also, do not worry. Once we get down the cliff we will head back to my unit's base right away. There you will receive anything and everything you may need."

Lance continued to take cover, even after the weapons were lowered on bothsides. Because of his distance, he couldn't quite hear what the soldiers and the odd group, but could tell by the faces that the hostility had gone. He decided that it would be best to keep following them, maybe when the chance presented itself he could get off this monster paradise.

OOC: Hey, do you want to be found or are you going to stay sneaky for the time being?

OOC:
Sorry about the misinterpretation, I'll edit my post so that he says tail instead of snout.
"I would suggest getting ready to scale down the cliff, it's pretty rough."
OOC: Thanks alot!
IC:
Kartosh nodded, he and Skyler were no strangers to such things. Smuggling was nice, clean work, but theivery and being a soldier-for-hire in particular was a rough-and-tumble job that required getting your tail dirty. It was everything out of an action vid: Night raids, wild hovercraft chases, sneaking though heavily guarded complexes, all that. Except in the vids they never tell you how hot, cold, tired, sweaty, grimy, frusterated and generally pissed-off you get when you do such things. Not to mention the chunk it took out of ones contract pay.

Ethelwolf Guinn sudden;y turned towards Telfore, having not heard him before.

"I do apologize for not hearing you before, but I was busy speaking with the others... Did you say special forces?" He made a hand signal with his left hand and his index "finger" was moved only an inch away from his gun's trigger. While none of the other soldiers moved the air around them became thick and tense.

"Why would an elite military force be sent to this small, worthless planet? Would you care to enlighten me?"


Ethelwolf Guinn turned towards where the man pointed, "if it rains so be it. Also, do not worry. Once we get down the cliff we will head back to my unit's base right away. There you will receive anything and everything you may need."


"Lone wolf special forces members have to go through various 'trials' so to speak where we are sent to remote and unknown sectors to prove they are still capable of running solo, and survive on our own, I just happen to actually get stuck here, fancy that" he then said as he addressed others around him before long the soldier got back to his comment.

"Vary well, lead on I'm sure this should prove a learning experience"

"You will find out in due time, until then I want you to meet my pack leader. He will help you with any questions or problems you may have," the squad began heading back to the main force, various form of war machines came into view as well as a few dozen soldiers of all kinds.

"Who's your pack leader then?" Elendil asked as he eyed all the soldiers and war machines

OOC: Guess I'll remain sneaky for the time being.


Lance continues to follow them, and slowed down his progress when more soldiers and their equipment came into view.

Guess their base must be close...

He strained his hears and several times thought he heard 'pack leader' and 'kitsune' being said, but didn't much care as these things were not important to him, or atleast for now until he got a way to get the hell out of here.

Then he heard the word cliff, and wasn't exactly thrilled about heights.

How the hell am I going to get down a cliff without being seen?

bump

"Lone wolf special forces members have to go through various 'trials' so to speak where we are sent to remote and unknown sectors to prove they are still capable of running solo, and survive on our own, I just happen to actually get stuck here, fancy that" he then said as he addressed others around him before long the soldier got back to his comment.

"Vary well, lead on I'm sure this should prove a learning experience"

"So they just throw you on random unexplored planets? Thats how you start a start a war in this galaxy," Ethelwolf Guinn chuckled. He stepped back a little towards the cliff.

"Okay, listen up! Everyone pick partner to go down the cliff with," he nodded towards two infantrymen, they began to scale down the cliff, "follow after them when your done picking a buddy. If you do not have a buddy you will be assigned one, clear? Get moving," Ethelwolf Guinn as well as the rest of them infantry waited for the strangers to begin climbing. One of the infantrymen seemed focused on a bush until Ethelwolf nodded in his direction. Afterwards the whole unit became tense and jumpy, if one was to listen closely they could hear a few "sniffs."


"Who's your pack leader then?" Elendil asked as he eyed all the soldiers and war machines

"His name is Ethelwolf Guinn, the heir to one of the great dynasties," the soldiers stopped and one of them faced Elendil, "are you hungary or thirsty?"

Kartosh and Skyler, too, were uneasy. Their sense of smell was not quite that of their doggy cousins, but they knew trouble when they smelled it. Something was not right. Obviously they went together, but to keep up the charade Kartosh indicated to Terrek that he should be his partner, under the guise of "bodyguard protection." Skyler chose a soldier to hook up with and she and he were on their way down after the first pair. Kartosh waited silently for Terrek.

Obviously they went together, but to keep up the charade Kartosh indicated to Terrek that he should be his partner, under the guise of "bodyguard protection." ... Kartosh waited silently for Terrek.

Terrek nodded and stepped toward the ledge, taking his robes off in order to climb better. This, of course, meant revealing his weapons and mesh armor, but if he didn't, he wouldn't be able to get down the cliff. He grasped the rope (assuming there is one), looked down the cliff, and began rappelling, his form perfect.

e: If there's no rope, he just climbs down, engaging his microfibral muscle to help him catch himself in the event that he fell.

Kartosh went down straight after Terrek, keeping close. He admired the human's skill, and the amount and types of weaponry he managed to conceal under those robes. The mercenary vaguely wondered if Terrek utilized a sort of "hammer space" as it was known among the kitsune, a area, usually an article of clothing (such as robes or a coat) from which the wearer could procure things that should not have been normally able to physically fit under said garment. It made no difference, but the climb down was boring, and he liked to entertain himself. Speaking of such, he looked down and noticed Skyler and the soldier were already on the ground below, and in his position Kartosh could see straight down her shirt. He grinned like a schoolboy but forced himself to concentrate on scaling the rock after slipping and sending a few fragments of stone spiraling downward, causing a muffled curse to float up from one of the soldiers as a shard hit him.

Terrek simply dropped the last fifteen feet or so, allowing his body to absorb the momentum by refusing to stiffen his legs. It hadn't been a bad climb, really. Got the heart pumping a little bit, forced him to face his own mortality. Just another day at the office, all things considered.

He donned his sable robes quickly, hoping that the Mu Cephei soldiers hadn't noticed his conspicuously concealed weapons. He knew Kartosh had, but that wasn't really avoidable. Besides, Kartosh seemed an okay sort... not the type to turn informer on him.

The mercenary vaguely wondered if Terrek utilized a sort of "hammer space" as it was known among the kitsune, a area, usually an article of clothing (such as robes or a coat) from which the wearer could procure things that should not have been normally able to physically fit under said garment.

OOC: Hahaha, not quite, but I do like the idea of his robe being a hyperbolic space.

"His name is Ethelwolf Guinn, the heir to one of the great dynasties," the soldiers stopped and one of them faced Elendil, "are you hungary or thirsty?"


"Food would be nice, all my rations where destroyed on re-entry, what have you got?" Elendil said to the soldier

Terrek nodded and stepped toward the ledge, taking his robes off in order to climb better. This, of course, meant revealing his weapons and mesh armor, but if he didn't, he wouldn't be able to get down the cliff. He grasped the rope (assuming there is one), looked down the cliff, and began rappelling, his form perfect.

e: If there's no rope, he just climbs down, engaging his microfibral muscle to help him catch himself in the event that he fell.

Ethelwolf Guinn as well as several other Mu Cephei soldiers took notice of the heavily armed man, but did not seem to hold all that much interest.

Kartosh went down straight after Terrek, keeping close. He admired the human's skill, and the amount and types of weaponry he managed to conceal under those robes. The mercenary vaguely wondered if Terrek utilized a sort of "hammer space" as it was known among the kitsune, a area, usually an article of clothing (such as robes or a coat) from which the wearer could procure things that should not have been normally able to physically fit under said garment. It made no difference, but the climb down was boring, and he liked to entertain himself. Speaking of such, he looked down and noticed Skyler and the soldier were already on the ground below, and in his position Kartosh could see straight down her shirt. He grinned like a schoolboy but forced himself to concentrate on scaling the rock after slipping and sending a few fragments of stone spiraling downward, causing a muffled curse to float up from one of the soldiers as a shard hit him.

"Take your time and be careful!" A random Mu Cephei soldier scold the kitsune. The Mu Cephei soldier on the ground guided Skyler to the convey of armored vehicles.

Terrek simply dropped the last fifteen feet or so, allowing his body to absorb the momentum by refusing to stiffen his legs. It hadn't been a bad climb, really. Got the heart pumping a little bit, forced him to face his own mortality. Just another day at the office, all things considered.

He donned his sable robes quickly, hoping that the Mu Cephei soldiers hadn't noticed his conspicuously concealed weapons. He knew Kartosh had, but that wasn't really avoidable. Besides, Kartosh seemed an okay sort... not the type to turn informer on him.


Ethelwolf Guinn nodded towards Terrek, "do not worry. Your weapons are the least of our worries. There are far worst things in this planet then anything any of you carry," Ethelwolf Guinn began walking towards the convey of vehicles. He walked up to the soldier near Elendil.


"Food would be nice, all my rations where destroyed on re-entry, what have you got?" Elendil said to the soldier

The soldier pointed to a spot on the ground near an armored vehicle and said, "sit down." Moments later a Meal To Chow On (MCO) was thrown at Elendil, he would find basic human food in it A.K.A. mac and cheese. A bottle filled with distilled water followed behind the MCO. The soldier all of a suddenly turned towards a heavy infantrymen almost twice his size, the soldier's posture did not change.

"Here he is," The soldier told Ethelwolf.

"Am I to take it this is our gun-ho friend?" The soldier nodded and Ethelwolf turned to the man, "greetings. I am Ethelwolf Guinn, I am pleased to meet you."

Ethelwolf Guinn turned to face the rest of the group and Elendil.

"MCOs, food, will be passed out as well as water to those who want it. We will have a five minute break then we're moving. Grab a spot to sit and rest," Ethelwolf gestured to his troops and they left, but he did not budge.

"Take your time and be careful!"
"See how careful you are with my foot up your-" Kartosh, like Terrek, fell the last few feet, going into a roll on impact and coming up on his feet. Skyler was already waiting with the platoon of soldiers and the convoy. As he walked towards them Kartosh listened to the Mu Cephein "pack leader", keeping a curious yellow eye on Elendil. He declined food or water and stood with Skyler next to a tank (ooc: I'm assuming there's tanks in the convoy), who was staring out across the plains. Both, however, were careful to keep Terrek in sight, knowing a professional bodyguard would never let their charge out of their sight.

As soon as the last of the soldiers was down on the cliff, Lance advanced silently up to a boulder that would keep him concealed as he peered over the edge. What greeted his eyes was an assortment of vehicles.

Noticing that they were eatring, he too felt he should take a break and eat. He only ate half of a ration and drinked just enough water to satisfy his thirst. He would wait untill the convoy left before scaling down the cliff.

Terrek stuck with the kitsune, knowing as well as they did that keeping up the ruse was, at this point, vital. When they had a moment alone, he dug into an outer pocket of his robes, coming up with a thousand-credit coin. It was a rarity in the age of digitalized money, but Terrek preferred to keep at least some cash money on him for situations such as this.

He flipped the coin to the couple. "Look, I'm sorry to have forced you to do this. Really, it would have been much easier for all of us if we could simply have stolen the parts you need and made our escape. And I may have involved you in high-level galactic intrigue; that remains to be seen. I can't really explain, you understand. All is... not what it seems here, I think. But I can promise you much, much more money if you keep going along with all this. Deal?"

"Thanks!" He said as he chowed on the mac and cheese. "and you" He said to Ethelwolf. "Must be Ethelwolf, the pack leader." Elendil stood up. "I sir, am second leuitanat, Elendil Beowulf of the Oblivion Helljumper commando's. I'm here under orders to explore, map out, and evaluate the possiblity of this planets colonization, but looks like you boys beat us to the punch! So what's the sitiuation here pack leader?" Elendil asked

OOC: sorry for disappearing guys, comp is in the shop till friday, if some one could take control of my character just to keep him with the group and so on I would appriciate it

OOC: sorry for disappearing guys, comp is in the shop till friday, if some one could take control of my character just to keep him with the group and so on I would appriciate it

If you can give me a brief personality profile I can write for you.

"See how careful you are with my foot up your-" Kartosh, like Terrek, fell the last few feet, going into a roll on impact and coming up on his feet. Skyler was already waiting with the platoon of soldiers and the convoy. As he walked towards them Kartosh listened to the Mu Cephein "pack leader", keeping a curious yellow eye on Elendil. He declined food or water and stood with Skyler next to a tank (ooc: I'm assuming there's tanks in the convoy), who was staring out across the plains. Both, however, were careful to keep Terrek in sight, knowing a professional bodyguard would never let their charge out of their sight.

One of the soldiers seemed to get ready to jump on Kartosh, but was stopped by another soldier. The group of soldiers spread across the convey getting ready to move, Ethelwolf however stayed with the group of strangers.

"Thanks!" He said as he chowed on the mac and cheese. "and you" He said to Ethelwolf. "Must be Ethelwolf, the pack leader." Elendil stood up. "I sir, am second leuitanat, Elendil Beowulf of the Oblivion Helljumper commando's. I'm here under orders to explore, map out, and evaluate the possiblity of this planets colonization, but looks like you boys beat us to the punch! So what's the sitiuation here pack leader?" Elendil asked

"As far as you are allowed to know," Ethelwolf pointed to the nearby body of a lifeless crawler, it's large legs and pinchers menacing.

"Those monsters appeared on this planet recently out of no where. Which is odd, the empire which I answer to conquered this galaxy many months ago and never has these monsters ever appeared before on any of the planets." Ethelwolf turned back to Elendil, "I'll tell you more as information becomes unclassified, but even then I better leave it to the Alpha Clan Leader to tell you everything."

OOC: sorry for disappearing guys, comp is in the shop till friday, if some one could take control of my character just to keep him with the group and so on I would appriciate it

OOC: Don't worry, enough rp is out intil tomorrow so the rp is going to be stalled for a day or two. We very well can't keep this rp going two people short. ;) Also, poll time!

This rp is taking longer then expected and I'm afraid it's starting to get boring. So I'll leave it up to you, do you want the next scene to get straight to the ponit with loads of action? The plot will still be there, but I will start to force the plot forward. Or we can keep going at the pace we are going...

If you can't post IC with your OOC response go to the front page of this thread and click on the link where you can post your vote in the OOC thread.

Now, in the words of US (which is where I live) electoral voting ads... Vote or die!

IC: "Hmm well, these things bear a striking resemblance to the bugs on the jungle moon of antares four. There is a possiblity that some unknown persons smuggled a queen larva onto the planet to wreak havoc, but that's just my opinion. IF you need ways to kill them I'm an expert, as I have finished 4 tours of duty against these things to colonize the moon. But Ethelwolf, might I ask do you happen to have a radio or comms station capable of reaching a comm Buoy 20 Parsects away?" Elendil asked

OOC: As for the vote, I would like to see more action, but i don't mind doing things the long way.

OOC: More action, please. I'm liking the character development and everything, but... we've been in the same area for a couple days now...

IC: "Hmm well, these things bear a striking resemblance to the bugs on the jungle moon of antares four. There is a possiblity that some unknown persons smuggled a queen larva onto the planet to wreak havoc, but that's just my opinion. IF you need ways to kill them I'm an expert, as I have finished 4 tours of duty against these things to colonize the moon. But Ethelwolf, might I ask do you happen to have a radio or comms station capable of reaching a comm Buoy 20 Parsects away?" Elendil asked

OOC: As for the vote, I would like to see more action, but i don't mind doing things the long way.

After staying quiet for a long time and listening and following the others around "Most likely they don't and if they do its probably close to the front lines so we would have to move fast to get to it or risk it being destroyed by these bugs" Johan noted at the most likely scenario that would play out.

"As for there origin, some one could of placed them, or they could of been in hibernation and awoken by something, ZAFT occupies the planet were a species that can sometimes be described as flying fish, live kilometers under the surface and awaken when disturbed." he said

(OOC: So no-one noticed the 1-week vacation? I can't blame you.)

The machine knew it was arrogant and proud. It was the basic programming coming through again... if only that could be removed. But to do so would be to kill himself. Two creatures in the same body. One of reason, and one of destruction. And by that, the annihilation of all about it until it was satisfied.
It had only ever had one creature it could have defined as a "friend": someone he could tell this all to, all his history, and actually be listened to and trusted like another being, not an inanimate object.

Ignoring the soldier, moved past onto the cliff face, smashing each arm into the rock creating temporary handholds. When the universal locater buried deep in it's metal body observed the height was correct in combination to the rangefinder, it let go, leaving it to fall straight downwards trailing legs. It hit the ground without a scratch, and pulled itself from the hole it had created. It had fallen at least a third the cliff height.

It chose to lurk to the side as it followed the main soldier body moving away.

OOC: Move your ASS MU CEPHEI!!!! lol, lets see that shooting and killing! YA-HOO!




Lance had grown tired of waiting for the convoy to begin moving, so he doubled back, found a spot, and quickly descended the cliff and once on the ground, made his way to the rear of the convoy.


Once vehicles and troops began coming into view, Lance held his blaster rifle to his hip and took cover, again just waiting for something to happen.

When are these guys gonna go!

He muttered to himself due to his lack of patiance of waiting to get the hell out of this bug infested woods.

"And I may have involved you in high-level galactic intrigue; that remains to be seen. I can't really explain, you understand. All is... not what it seems here, I think. But I can promise you much, much more money if you keep going along with all this. Deal?"
Kartosh caught the coin and made it disappear so fast he nearly disproved the special theory of relativity. "Nothing is ever as it seems," said Skyler softly. Kartosh shrugged. "High-level galactic intrigue has never bothered us before. And I think I'd keep following you just to see what happens next. But I'll hold you to that money part. So yeah, it'd say it's a-"
WHAM!
Both kitsune winced as the robot hit the ground at the bottom of the cliff. "Deal," finished Kartosh as he brushed off dirt and dust thrown up by the impact. If he had noticed the Mu Cephei soldier about to jump him he showed no sign, aside from the fact his hand was resting very lightly upon the hilt of the katana sword at his side.
OOC: I'm fine with the pace we're at, but if others want action, I'm cool with that too.

IC: "Hmm well, these things bear a striking resemblance to the bugs on the jungle moon of antares four. There is a possiblity that some unknown persons smuggled a queen larva onto the planet to wreak havoc, but that's just my opinion. IF you need ways to kill them I'm an expert, as I have finished 4 tours of duty against these things to colonize the moon. But Ethelwolf, might I ask do you happen to have a radio or comms station capable of reaching a comm Buoy 20 Parsects away?" Elendil asked

OOC: As for the vote, I would like to see more action, but i don't mind doing things the long way.

"Well, we do not know where the creatures came from, but I can tell you that there are far worse things then those bugs on this planet," Ethelwolf nodded to a soldier who began to run from vehicle to vehicle speaking to the drivers as he did so.

"About your question, we are moving out to an abandoned communications tower right now. It is the only one that can send messages on a galactic level. I should warn you that it will take several months, weeks at the least, for a message to get out."

After staying quiet for a long time and listening and following the others around "Most likely they don't and if they do its probably close to the front lines so we would have to move fast to get to it or risk it being destroyed by these bugs" Johan noted at the most likely scenario that would play out.

"As for there origin, some one could of placed them, or they could of been in hibernation and awoken by something, ZAFT occupies the planet were a species that can sometimes be described as flying fish, live kilometers under the surface and awaken when disturbed." he said

"As I said before we do not know, but I'm sure we will know in time. Mu Cephei is well known in this region for it's zoologist abilities to figure out anything that lives to the very details of it's life," Ethelwolf said.

(OOC: So no-one noticed the 1-week vacation? I can't blame you.)

The machine knew it was arrogant and proud. It was the basic programming coming through again... if only that could be removed. But to do so would be to kill himself. Two creatures in the same body. One of reason, and one of destruction. And by that, the annihilation of all about it until it was satisfied.
It had only ever had one creature it could have defined as a "friend": someone he could tell this all to, all his history, and actually be listened to and trusted like another being, not an inanimate object.

Ignoring the soldier, moved past onto the cliff face, smashing each arm into the rock creating temporary handholds. When the universal locater buried deep in it's metal body observed the height was correct in combination to the rangefinder, it let go, leaving it to fall straight downwards trailing legs. It hit the ground without a scratch, and pulled itself from the hole it had created. It had fallen at least a third the cliff height.

It chose to lurk to the side as it followed the main soldier body moving away.

An infantrymen just shook his head, "show off." The soldier seemed to be chuckling under his armor.

"Meet up with the others, we're heading out soon and we don't want to leave anyone behind. Also, thanks for spraying dirt everywhere." The soldier brushed himself off.

OOC: Move your ASS MU CEPHEI!!!! lol, lets see that shooting and killing! YA-HOO!

Lance had grown tired of waiting for the convoy to begin moving, so he doubled back, found a spot, and quickly descended the cliff and once on the ground, made his way to the rear of the convoy.

Once vehicles and troops began coming into view, Lance held his blaster rifle to his hip and took cover, again just waiting for something to happen.

When are these guys gonna go!

He muttered to himself due to his lack of patiance of waiting to get the hell out of this bug infested woods.

Several Mu Cephei soldiers turned towards the cliff, all wondering if what they heard was a voice or the wind. None of them moved towards the cliff to check out the source of the noise.

"And I may have involved you in high-level galactic intrigue; that remains to be seen. I can't really explain, you understand. All is... not what it seems here, I think. But I can promise you much, much more money if you keep going along with all this. Deal?"
Kartosh caught the coin and made it disappear so fast he nearly disproved the special theory of relativity. "Nothing is ever as it seems," said Skyler softly. Kartosh shrugged. "High-level galactic intrigue has never bothered us before. And I think I'd keep following you just to see what happens next. But I'll hold you to that money part. So yeah, it'd say it's a-"
WHAM!
Both kitsune winced as the robot hit the ground at the bottom of the cliff. "Deal," finished Kartosh as he brushed off dirt and dust thrown up by the impact. If he had noticed the Mu Cephei soldier about to jump him he showed no sign, aside from the fact his hand was resting very lightly upon the hilt of the katana sword at his side.
OOC: I'm fine with the pace we're at, but if others want action, I'm cool with that too.

Ethelwolf turned towards Kartosh and Skyler, "if you would like we can also send a message to your planet to see if we can get you picked up." Ethelwolf backed up until the whole group was in front of him.

"Okay! Everyone listen up! We are moving out. All my guys are set to go so get in groups of three-to-four and pick a four wheeled vehical in the middle of the convoy," he paused to make sure if everyone heard him. If you need me I'm riding on the lead tank. Just asked a soldier to radio me for you if you have anything you need to tell me. Clear?"


OOC: Question: Would you like me to say Mu Cephei is your ally now or do you guys want to wait. Also, fast paced action it is. The first of several "levels" will begin shortly. Also, Hurfdurfistan do you still got that tape? If you lose it then that is it for a very major part of the plot (and several other hints as well).

"if you would like we can also send a message to your planet to see if we can get you picked up."
Kartosh shook his head. "Nobody in the galaxy cares enough to come looking for us, except to kill us. The only way we can get off this planet is though our own skill and luck."
Both he and Skyler climbed into what looked like a Humvee, both on either side of a gunner in a top turret. Skyler looked out the window. Bulletproof. "First class," she muttered.
OOC: I would rather you say my two are not actully allied with anyone except Terrek, and that's because he's paying them. And I wondered when the tape would be mentioned again...

OCC: Planning to add my two cents to this story hope no one minds.

"Elite Infantry Unit: Redemption reporting in. Can anyone hear me?" A man shouts into his radio. He combs back his spikey brown hair with his hand. His white armor gleams in the daylight. "Dammit all... of all the times for there to be a surge..." He reaches into a small waist pouch and pulls out a small sphere, preshing a small blue button a hologram propmtly appears. His eyes scan the hologram: x200 standard Dragoncry pistol clips, x10 regeration boosters, x35 standard impact grenades, x5 Bansheepulse beacons, x8 electromagnetic grenades, x3 Firefly Scout Droids, x50 Standard Longshot rifle clips. "Well at least I still have my survival kit. Might as well see what's around me." Pressing a small red button on his wrist, another hologram comes up followed by a female voice, "Life signs: Detected." He places the sphere back in his pouch before quickly checking his person he finds his weapons are still there, 2 pistols and a sniper-rifle. "Pshh, might as well go see what kind of crap I can get myself into."

Johan propped himself onto the back of a vehicle in the convoy "Well lets get this thing moving" he said waving to the others, there was plenty of room on the vehicles after all. Sitting in the back he relaxed for a moment "Lets hope this goes well" he said with a great sigh. As he sat there he looked at the weapons around him to understand how they worked. They looked rather simple to him, basic of any mounted weapon, the amount of ammunition it had to fire was a different question.

The machine followed on low, occasionally flashing concealed lighting strips along its length as it caught itself in an internal dilemma. These obviously hated him, and it would have no use in this group at all. But when it heard about a communications station...

While the group were busy talking, it began moving off ahad of the vhicles, rapidly throwing itself forwards. If they would not help him, then he knew some who could. And he had had enough of this lot.
He turned off non-vital functions and most sensors as he ran, allowing the batteries inside him to charge from the matrix of quantumn dots across it's entire surface, occasionally glowing where excess power was absorbed. After a few minutes, it began turning on sensors again, for precaution. If there was anything that was not ... friendly ... it would let out it's inner torment on them. It looked back to see the convey far away, still outpacing even one of the vehcles for the moment. It slowed down, arms still controlled precisely, and continued to move onwards.

When the convoy began moving, Lance was able to get on a vehicle without being notice. He had been forming a plan since he was waiting. He would find some sort of way, either it be an SOS sent back home or he hijacked a ship, it didn't matter, all he knew was that this planet had some problems and he didn't want to die as a result of them.

Comm station here I come.....

The hologram projector on his wrist promptly lit up displaying a blue screen with a few white dots moving slowing across it. "Finally, something that's alive," he muttered to himself as he placed his finger on one of the dots, "let's see what we got here." The screen zoomed in on the dot and began displying information underneath the image: Life signs: undetected, Energy Levels: high, Hostility Rank: Medium, Species: Machine, Distance: 2 miles, Estimated Land Speed: 30-65mph. The screen zoomed back out and he placed his finger on one of the other dots. Again the holographic screen zoomed in and information was listed underneath: Life signs: Multiple, Energy Levels: High, Hostility Rank: Low, Species: Multiple, Distance: 2 miles, Estimated Land Speed: 25-50mph. The screen then disapeared back into his wrist. His eyes fixed forward, he knew it was time to make contact with whatever else was out there. He bolted in the direction of what could be new friends or possible enemies.

OOC: Yeah, I have the tape. Also, I'd prefer to ally with Mu Cephei for practical purposes.

"Nothing is ever as it seems," said Skyler softly.

Terrek cocked his head to the side, allowing his hair to fall over one of his narrowed eyes. He stood, thinking for a moment. "No," he said, "I suppose not." He shrugged. "But that's just life, isn't it? We figure it out as we go. You're lucky to have someone to work it out with you," he mused, gesturing to Kartosh, "Some of us are fated to go it alone."

In that instant, he wasn't all business. In that instant, he was more or less a person, instead of... well, a tool. A weapon. Emotion showed in his eyes, a deep loneliness. Then he shook his head, grinned to Kartosh, back to business. "I thought you might. And I'll keep my end, if we come out of this."

"Okay! Everyone listen up! We are moving out. All my guys are set to go so get in groups of three-to-four and pick a four wheeled vehical in the middle of the convoy," he paused to make sure if everyone heard him. If you need me I'm riding on the lead tank. Just asked a soldier to radio me for you if you have anything you need to tell me. Clear?"

Finally. thought Terrek. He seated himself in the nearest truck, the one Skyler and Kartosh boarded, lodging himself in the passenger seat. Noting the driver's disapproving look, he picked up a service rifle, checked the mag, aimed it professionally out the window, and said, simply, "Punch it."

OOC: For those who are wondering, namely Mu Cephei, here's my inventory:


1 Gauss Pistol, ~500 shots remaining. (Shoulder holster)
1 Combat knife, matte black (Sheath on lower back)
Mesh armor (Worn on body)
1 Black Robe, numerous interior pockets (Worn on body)
1 video tape, found in a clearing (Interior pocket)
Papers to support cover identity (Interior pocket)
1 Mu Cephei service rifle (In hands)
Lots of money (Digital, mostly, but coins in interior pocket)
Nano-augmentations (Bloodstream)

"Oh I do hate long trips" Johan said to him self, he stood up on the back of the moving vehicle "This should be uneventful I guess, oh well lets all think of it as a vacation!" he shouted trying to talk to the others as the wind blew in his face. The surroundings of the planet changed ever so rapidly in Johan's eyes and it had its own unique qualities to it that if it weren't for the bugs would make it a good vacation destination, though it didn't compare to the endless beaches and oceans of Karlon the top vacation spot in all the inner rim, if not in all the territory governed by the PLANT's.

Kartosh shook his head. "Nobody in the galaxy cares enough to come looking for us, except to kill us. The only way we can get off this planet is though our own skill and luck."
Both he and Skyler climbed into what looked like a Humvee, both on either side of a gunner in a top turret. Skyler looked out the window. Bulletproof. "First class," she muttered.
OOC: I would rather you say my two are not actully allied with anyone except Terrek, and that's because he's paying them. And I wondered when the tape would be mentioned again...

OOC: Sure thing.

IC: Ethelwolf bowed his head slightly, "well, I am sorry that there is nothing we can do to bring you home," a soldier heard Skyler as she commented on the vehicle as he got on.

"We wouldn't be an army without good equipment and training now would we?" Ethelwolf chuckled at the trooper's words.

Johan propped himself onto the back of a vehicle in the convoy "Well lets get this thing moving" he said waving to the others, there was plenty of room on the vehicles after all. Sitting in the back he relaxed for a moment "Lets hope this goes well" he said with a great sigh. As he sat there he looked at the weapons around him to understand how they worked. They looked rather simple to him, basic of any mounted weapon, the amount of ammunition it had to fire was a different question.

"Yes, we will move shortly and don't worry everything will be okay. Only a massive attack force can pose a threat to us and even then. With air support that could be argued," Ethelwolf moved forward to the head of the convoy.

The machine followed on low, occasionally flashing concealed lighting strips along its length as it caught itself in an internal dilemma. These obviously hated him, and it would have no use in this group at all. But when it heard about a communications station...

While the group were busy talking, it began moving off ahad of the vhicles, rapidly throwing itself forwards. If they would not help him, then he knew some who could. And he had had enough of this lot.
He turned off non-vital functions and most sensors as he ran, allowing the batteries inside him to charge from the matrix of quantumn dots across it's entire surface, occasionally glowing where excess power was absorbed. After a few minutes, it began turning on sensors again, for precaution. If there was anything that was not ... friendly ... it would let out it's inner torment on them. It looked back to see the convey far away, still outpacing even one of the vehcles for the moment. It slowed down, arms still controlled precisely, and continued to move onwards.

"Hey! Where are you going!" a soldier called out to the robot, "I was just kidding! Damn... I'm going to get in trouble aren't I?" The soldier got on a vehicle and informed his captain who radioed Ethelwolf about the robot. Who then radioed in some dropships for an aerial search of the surrounding area.

When the convoy began moving, Lance was able to get on a vehicle without being notice. He had been forming a plan since he was waiting. He would find some sort of way, either it be an SOS sent back home or he hijacked a ship, it didn't matter, all he knew was that this planet had some problems and he didn't want to die as a result of them.

Comm station here I come.....

A Soldier on a gun turret caught some movement in his eyes and turned the large mounted machine gun towards the rear of a vehicle next to his that was just boarded by a shadowy figure. He gestured to another soldier who walked over to said vehicle. He looked in the vehicle to find...

"Damn hoppers!" the soldier picked up a green frog like creature, making a grrr sound the hopper pushed it's legs back and forth until it wass free then it hopped into the forest. The soldier turned to the gunner.

"It was just a hopper! The things love getting in the way," neither of the two soldier nor anyone else noticed the other figure hoping in the rear of a truck...

The hologram projector on his wrist promptly lit up displaying a blue screen with a few white dots moving slowing across it. "Finally, something that's alive," he muttered to himself as he placed his finger on one of the dots, "let's see what we got here." The screen zoomed in on the dot and began displying information underneath the image: Life signs: undetected, Energy Levels: high, Hostility Rank: Medium, Species: Machine, Distance: 2 miles, Estimated Land Speed: 30-65mph. The screen zoomed back out and he placed his finger on one of the other dots. Again the holographic screen zoomed in and information was listed underneath: Life signs: Multiple, Energy Levels: High, Hostility Rank: Low, Species: Multiple, Distance: 2 miles, Estimated Land Speed: 25-50mph. The screen then disapeared back into his wrist. His eyes fixed forward, he knew it was time to make contact with whatever else was out there. He bolted in the direction of what could be new friends or possible enemies.

Several soldier, who had yet to board a vehicle, took several sniffs in the air. Realizing someone was coming they pointed their guns in the direction the man was coming from.

"Oh I do hate long trips" Johan said to him self, he stood up on the back of the moving vehicle "This should be uneventful I guess, oh well lets all think of it as a vacation!" he shouted trying to talk to the others as the wind blew in his face. The surroundings of the planet changed ever so rapidly in Johan's eyes and it had its own unique qualities to it that if it weren't for the bugs would make it a good vacation destination, though it didn't compare to the endless beaches and oceans of Karlon the top vacation spot in all the inner rim, if not in all the territory governed by the PLANT's.

Yeah, a vacation. How great," the driver rolled his eyes under his helmet, "maybe we should get some wine and cake to spice up our vacation."



The tank at the head of the column moved first, after the tanks was several meters ahead the next vehicle moved, then the next, then the next, and so on. The convoy moved slowly at first, giving vehicles the chance to get on position and to make sure they weren't too close to another vehicle. Finally the whole convoy was making at least thirty miles per hour, heading towards what appeared to be part of a large building sticking out of the roof of the forest. However, it was two far away from the convoy of one MC-8 MBT, four MC-7s, two MC-6s, and one MC-4 for anyone in the convoy to see the building clearly. The only thing known about the building was the fact it was so massive.

Kartosh leaned forward in his seat at the soldier's comment. "Yeah, you're right about that." he said, staring at the rising gray hulk looming out of the forest before them. "What is that? Some kind of dry dock? It's huge."
Skyler was staring out the window when she noticed the man in combat dress with ammunition and grenades stretched all around his body running towards them. She eyed him wearly as he approached. If he managed to get close enough, and one of the shots from the cannon hit a grenade, he could probably destroy a good portion of the convoy, suicide bomber style. If he got any closer she would open the door and shoot him herself if she had to.

The droid continued to move through the forests rapidly, faster than anyone on foot ever could. It moved with a cross of stealth where it felt so by leaving artificial claw marks in the trees it swung across or marks where it had jumped across patches of vegetation; and it cut through the undergrowth with all the subtleness of a steamroller, leaving some areas flattened and torn to pieces and others as if it had never passed through.

It had seen the tower, and was already searching through its memory banks for what it was. A few milliseconds later, it was faced with a dilemma: did it really want to dive into the parts it had shut away to find out what this was? It decided against it for now: some things were best left buried.
It continued onwards towards the massive structure in the distance, the range finders not even in range yet. It did though guess it to be at least sufficient of supporting any message he relayed.

Deep down inside the network of quatumn circuitry and matter that should by all rights not exist, something stirred. Whatever had woken the true 'personality' that it had buried in the distant past, it immediately established roots in the original core mind. Confronted by a series of diodes that stopped it from escaping into the sancturary of the free mind, it lay low, checking itself over, gaining all that it could. Waiting for something to loose it from that area the machine had blocked off all those centuries ago.

Maximus awoke in the small shuttle, it was dark and there was a hole with light shining into it, he squinted his eyes. His head hurt, and there was a gash going down the side of his cheek, no problem he would heal in the day. He looked around " damn its dark" he thought, he could see the glow of holographic control panels and the static of two small screens. Maximus fingerd through the comparments to find whatever he could use, he opend a locker and grabbed his combat uniform and put it on, grabbed his weapons and stacked them all in a pile in a corner. He opend his first ration, he smiled and licked his lips as he chowed down on the hamburger, what was inside the Patty would horrify most. He washed that down with a cold black canteen with water inside. It was humid and the life support was still somewhat intact and kept the inside a cool 75 degrees, but the hole in the ship leaked the warm air inside. He looked in a broken mirror and shave, his face was sharp and clean, except for the slash on his cheek. He took a picture of his father and mother in his armor, kissing it before hand. "Maximus Burduke, what is this place..." he drifted off into a sleep his back against the white wall.

The tank at the head of the column moved first, after the tanks was several meters ahead the next vehicle moved, then the next, then the next, and so on. The convoy moved slowly at first, giving vehicles the chance to get on position and to make sure they weren't too close to another vehicle. Finally the whole convoy was making at least thirty miles per hour, heading towards what appeared to be part of a large building sticking out of the roof of the forest. However, it was two far away from the convoy of one MC-8 MBT, four MC-7s, two MC-6s, and one MC-4 for anyone in the convoy to see the building clearly. The only thing known about the building was the fact it was so massive.

Elendil looked at the building the distance and asked a soldier beside him. "Excuse me trooper, but is that the comms station?"

"Selected Target within 1000 feet, sniping factor in danger!" A voice said from a microphone within the neck-guard of his armor causing the man to stop suddenly. Using both hands, the man pressed four small buttons around the neck protector and immediately a helmet materialized over his head. "Dammit," he said to himself pulling the sniper rifle off his back, "Forgot that I have no idea who these guys are, I hope my position hasn't been compromised yet..." Crouching and looking through his scope he begins analyzing the targets ahead of him. "A convoy... Interesting, wonder what they could be transporting, obvoius something on there is very important for them to have armor support like that." He stops and looks around, the large insect corspes and trees sit quietly, "So the armor is definately defensive only... well at least I have some cover..." Suddenly he zooms in only to an eye staring back at him. He zooms out to get a better look and sees that he has been found out even though his exact location isn't known, "What... kind of creature... is that?" He places the rifle back onto his back and draws his pistols. "At least those soldiers don't exactly see me, it's time to make contact," he mutters to himself before running toward the nearest climbable tree.

OCC: Note that the things in this guys inventory are not on his body, all the items are within that sphere he pulled out earlier, its a storage container that's bigger on the inside that it is on the outside.

OOC- Mr.O is a Centurion, a gigantic, hideous killing machine freed from the mental constraints of emotion and thought supression by the Belkan government as part of a military test.

A ringing audible only to Mr. O woke him from his dormant state. He opened his eye. A warning was going off in his head. "Warning, unit 1737626223999, Emotrol Chips 1-4 missing. Return to Base immediatle-" The message was cut, and replaced with others warning of various control failures, each in turn dying as they found their memory source suddenly deleted. Mr. O was, for the first time in his life, feeling.
Without Command's guidance, he was terrified, lost, alone, angry. He smashed his way out of his storage crate, sending foam and metal flying as if it were paper. He looked around, breathing in deep lungfuls of clean, fresh air. He felt... relief? This feeling was replaced with anxiety as he realized he had no idea where he was. He took his equipment from the now ruined crate, and headed what could have been east. Soon, he came to a road, and on that road was a convoy of vehicles. He ran out to meet the convoy, sure that these people would be Belkans and thus able to take him back to base, where they could make the feelings stop and put the voices back.

Maximus awoke, he yawned slightly as he stumbled to his feet, walking over broken glass and wires. he grabbed what was left to scrouge from the ship and walked out into the light. It was bright and his eyes were adjusting, this planet was humid and seemingly tropical in climate. He put the war path assault rifle onto his back and began to walk around outside, the sounds of creatures filled his ears, this world would have been good for Observation. However that wasnt going to happen anytime soon since the Imperial incursion. His black boot crushed the plants underneath him, he sweated slightly and wiped his forehead. Although Calaverians were masters of being at home in any enviroment, he found himself missing Calaveritis, the little planet resembled Celestis to some degree and he found comfort in this. His father and mother were also replayed in his mind, he smiled as he walked, his head looking down at his feet as he marched. In the distance he heard the sound of vehicles "must be the heat" he said to himself as he continued.

Skyler watched the man as a helmet suddenly formed around his head and he dropped prone into the tall grass, the sunlight glinting off a piece of glass on the top. Sniper rifle! She had the eeriest feeling she was being watched as she concentrated on the area where the man had dropped down into cover, and knew she was in his sights. Skyler ducked her head down from the window, even bulletproof glass couldn't stop a sniper bullet at less than a thousand feet. She rose just in time to see him run for the forest, a pistol in either hand with the rifle slung across his back.
Oh no you don't!
"Stop!" Skyler yelled to the driver, opening her door and diving out before he even had a chance to do so. Kartosh cursed, scrambled across the seat and tumbled out after her. Skyler landed on her feet and took off, sprinting from the road into the grass, tugging her blaster pistol from her holster even as she did so.
Behind her Kartosh had made a not-so-graceful landing and was lying in the dirt and dust, now picking himself up. There was a sound like a mecha walker approaching and he looked up from keeling position to see this huge, hideous thing coming towards him. Kartosh was by no means xenophobic, in his line of work one couldn't afford to be, but this creature made him feel like so. There was a distinct aura of deliberate, menacing intent about it, like it would just keep going and going and going until it achieved it's objective or there wasn't enough left of it to move. The point was, it was damn scary. Kartosh let out a yelp and managed to point his Repeater at the thing, but it was so close now...

Suddenly the sound was picked up by Maximus. He decided to walk towards that postition, no need to rush he thought to himself, taking normal steps throught the jungle. He tried his mic of his helmet, probably the best helmet designed, but alas there was nothing but static. He wonderd whether it could be the planet's doing, or he was just to far away from any allies to be heard. He kept his march towards the noise at a steady and unstoppable pace, whoever, or whatever it was, was in for a visit. Clearly Maximus made one mistake, he didnt know this was a combat zone and was walking fully upright, leaving him compeletly open for attack.

Mr.O's brain was drowning in emotion. A decade's worth of terror, hate, fear and longing had surfaced simultaniousley. He saw a creature, he did not stop to identify it, crouching in front of him, attempting to raise a gun towards him. Fear and despiration flooded him, and he grabbed the creature. He picked it up like a doll and raised it to his face. "HELP ME!" screamed Mr.O, into the poor thing's face. The sheer terror etched into his victim's face caused him to throw him to the ground, hard. He heard something crack loudly as he ran back into the forest, felling several small trees as he ran into the night.

The entire situation was being monitored by Belkan Command via a sat-uplink to Mr.O's brain. The experiment was obviously not working, and to make matters worse, an entire convoy had just seen a Belkan Operative, an icon of their dominance, screaming like a child and injuring one of their people. The test had to end, especailly considering the communication was becoming increasingly unstable. The chips were reactivated, and the following order was sent to Mr.O:
[ORDER-ALPHA PRIORITY///ELIMINATE PREVIOUS CONTACT///KILL ALL RESISTANCE]
As the order was sent, their connection died and could not be re-established.

"Son of a bitch, always something isn't it?" Johan said with a bit of anger in his voice as he saw Skyler and Kartosh get out from there vehicle and move off from the main route "I'll stay behind with the convoy, someone needs to" he said grabbing his pistol from his said "bloody thing may not have the power of a rifle but it will do" he said taking cover to see whats coming for them.

Maximus walked out of some bushes and immedialty hit the deck as he saw the convoy, he slung his rifle to his front and leveled it at them. He noticed Johan in the back and switched his sights upon him, the bolt of the assault rifle backwards, ready to bring thirty rounds of rock and roll onto them. Maximus didnt need to cause to much attention, he would kidnap one of people of the convoys when it was safe, then he could get some information.

Johan had a vary strange feeling, like as if the convoy, or more specifically he was being watched. He thought it might of just been his imagination running wild on him, given the situation he was in it wasn't unlikely. He kept his eyes pealed but the feeling did not go away, so he figured the only way he would get relaxed and remove that feeling was to check it out. With pistol in hand he jumped off the vehicle to quickly check it out. He moved towards the tree line with caution with his pistol ready.

Maximus " What does this animal have in mind?" he thought as he fingerd the trigger "Well this is a good oppurtunity that I can take advantage of". Maximus pulled out a ring, he pressed it and it folding out into a roll of silver chains, intended to keep animals in there place, the other peice of equipment were two tranq darts to be put in his weapon and a small net gun. He awaited for Johan to realize his mistake.

OOC: sorry for being late I never recognized this thread as the character one. I'll start off my guy's thing but could someone give me a rundown of what has happened so far?

Bob was steering somewhere in the 9th nebula when a red shot of lazer zoomed past the window of his ship. He swered to the right and turned around to see who this enemy one. He shot another lazer hit him strait in the engine and his ship was falling fast. He tryed to find a landing port near the surface but he could not. He was now picking up speed as he found a little clearing, and he went for it. He crashed but it really didn't do all that much damage. It would still need repairs though. He looked at the monitor to see if this planet could sustain his kind of species. They were good and he got out to try and find a nearby city.

Johan stopped for a moment and closed his eyes to get a feel for the surroundings. Being genetically engineered gave him senses that were far better then the average or even above average non-modified person. He could hear a great many things, birds, animals, the convoy, Skyler and Kartosh in the far distance, but there was something else, something much closer. His sense of smell was telling him something was close that shouldn't be there, at least that shouldn't be there from what he could tell of the planet so far. He sharpened his mind and concentrated to where he thought what ever it was might be. His senses told him to the left of him there was something behind the greenery. He pulled his pistol and fired at a tree "Who ever, what ever you are I know something is there, come out with your hands up!" he shouted

Maximus smiled "To late.." he thought to himself as he sent a tranq a dart down range towards Johans chest, quickly reloading live ammunition and picking up his net gun he moved slowing to see what had happend. This catch would be a good one, it was in his people blood to Observe and at times, take a hands on approach.

The two darts hit him right in the chest in two different spots, one hit in a thick part of his pilot suit and didn't break the skin, but the other one hit a thinner area and went right in to the skin releasing the sedative into his blood stream. As it began to kick in Johan noticed a shadowy figure coming closer to him he raised his pistol and fired at him, only managing to raise it far enough to shoot the figures leg if the shot was clean and lucky. He then with his last waking strength locked down his pistol in his holster none of his weapons could now be removed from his body.

Maximus smiled, he didnt need to use the net gun, so he put the chain around the animals neck(Calaverians refere to all races as inferior animals, even other humans). He sat there petting Johans head, he should wake up in about three minutes.

The chips in Mr.O's brain blinked to life, and once again, all was well. The soft, androginous voice that had guided his hand once again told him what must be done. He had to eliminate those who had seen him, lest they defame the Centurion name across the galaxy. He stopped running and turned back towards the convoy. As he approached, he realized that he would have to wait to attack, as even with his beam rifle there were far to many of them for open combat. As he was preparing to follow the convoy, he heard something in the bushes, the soft ringing of chain. He approached the source of the sound and saw two humanoids. He raised his beam rifle, preparing to fire, when two of the chips in his brain failed again. He fell to his knees, snapping several branches.

Johan awoke in a daize several minutes later "Ah son of a bitch" he said before he felt the presence of some one extremely close to him. He could tell just by the body heat "You better have a good story you bastard, or I'll kill you right here" he said sitting him self upright to see Maximus standing there hovering over him, he then figured he is probably a prisoner.

A Maximus saw the monster he grabbed Johan and dragged him away from the area and to safety while the monster was on its knees, dropping Johan on the ground, he adjusted his helmet, then began running his hand down Johan's chest.

Kartosh leaned forward in his seat at the soldier's comment. "Yeah, you're right about that." he said, staring at the rising gray hulk looming out of the forest before them. "What is that? Some kind of dry dock? It's huge."
Skyler was staring out the window when she noticed the man in combat dress with ammunition and grenades stretched all around his body running towards them. She eyed him wearly as he approached. If he managed to get close enough, and one of the shots from the cannon hit a grenade, he could probably destroy a good portion of the convoy, suicide bomber style. If he got any closer she would open the door and shoot him herself if she had to.

The driver turned to Skyler, eyes off the road yet the vehical stayed clear of anything that could casue a crash.

"That would be the comms station, the area in which we are heading towards to report in and get you guys off this rock." The soldiers did not notice the man yet as they were busy looking for monsters. The sun was also setting and night was beginning to slowly creep in.


Elendil looked at the building the distance and asked a soldier beside him. "Excuse me trooper, but is that the comms station?"

"yes," the driver didn't even turn around to answer.

Skyler watched the man as a helmet suddenly formed around his head and he dropped prone into the tall grass, the sunlight glinting off a piece of glass on the top. Sniper rifle! She had the eeriest feeling she was being watched as she concentrated on the area where the man had dropped down into cover, and knew she was in his sights. Skyler ducked her head down from the window, even bulletproof glass couldn't stop a sniper bullet at less than a thousand feet. She rose just in time to see him run for the forest, a pistol in either hand with the rifle slung across his back.
Oh no you don't!
"Stop!" Skyler yelled to the driver, opening her door and diving out before he even had a chance to do so. Kartosh cursed, scrambled across the seat and tumbled out after her. Skyler landed on her feet and took off, sprinting from the road into the grass, tugging her blaster pistol from her holster even as she did so.
Behind her Kartosh had made a not-so-graceful landing and was lying in the dirt and dust, now picking himself up. There was a sound like a mecha walker approaching and he looked up from keeling position to see this huge, hideous thing coming towards him. Kartosh was by no means xenophobic, in his line of work one couldn't afford to be, but this creature made him feel like so. There was a distinct aura of deliberate, menacing intent about it, like it would just keep going and going and going until it achieved it's objective or there wasn't enough left of it to move. The point was, it was damn scary. Kartosh let out a yelp and managed to point his Repeater at the thing, but it was so close now...

The driver quickly pulled the breaks as well as every vehicle behind them, it took a few seconds for the lead convoy to realize the back stopped so they were ahead by a few meters when they pulled over. Most of the Mu Cepheian gunners were already taking aim at every angle while the soldiers dismounted, ready to take on an entire horde of monsters.

Maximus smiled "To late.." he thought to himself as he sent a tranq a dart down range towards Johans chest, quickly reloading live ammunition and picking up his net gun he moved slowing to see what had happend. This catch would be a good one, it was in his people blood to Observe and at times, take a hands on approach.

The two darts hit him right in the chest in two different spots, one hit in a thick part of his pilot suit and didn't break the skin, but the other one hit a thinner area and went right in to the skin releasing the sedative into his blood stream. As it began to kick in Johan noticed a shadowy figure coming closer to him he raised his pistol and fired at him, only managing to raise it far enough to shoot the figures leg if the shot was clean and lucky. He then with his last waking strength locked down his pistol in his holster none of his weapons could now be removed from his body.

Maximus smiled, he didnt need to use the net gun, so he put the chain around the animals neck(Calaverians refere to all races as inferior animals, even other humans). He sat there petting Johans head, he should wake up in about three minutes.

No one had noticed Johan missing. It wasn't until the order went out for the soldiers to check on their guest did they notice. Ethelwolf Guinn dismounted from the lead tank and looked around. He barked at a nearby soldier.

"What the hell is going on?" the soldier turned towards his pack leader.

"We're not yet sure, sir. However, it is possible we are under attack," thats when a creature that appeared to be a long worm with thousands of legs burst from the ground, slim falling every where. Three more of these creatures popped up from the ground as well and a large horde of crawlers, creatures with four sharp insect like legs and two pinchers) came from the forest. Ethelwolf Guinn began to fire his weapon as well as every Mu Cepheian in the convoy. The tank turned it's turret and fired a shell at one of the massive diggers, killing it. The other two diggers attacked the convoy, knocking vehicles over as well as people. Dropships flew over head firing rockets and missiles at one of the diggers, killing it as well. The other one dug under ground to escape. The crawlers, however, stayed. Their numbers an entire area of the forest in brown, the color of their thick skin.

OOC: Congrats guys, you just started the first "level" of the game. Enjoy kicking bug ass and I think I gave a big enough hint as to what the first "boss" will be...

Bob was walking along trying to figure where he would go next when he saw a convey go by. Then he heard some shouting to his left. He jumped in the bushes so he could not be seen. A guy was cussing furiously at another. I thought at first it was a guy from my home planet. It had been two years and they still had not called off the search. But then I looked and saw something I had never seen before. What were they?

Johan while being dragged realized his captor had made a vary big mistake, he forgot to restrain Johan. Johan could move his hands, arms and legs, when Maximus put him down he knew he had to act. He was now fully aware so he knocked his captors hand away and jumped to his feet. He clenched his fist in his right hand triggering one of his hidden blades to extend. he then looked right at the person who had just minutes ago knocked him out "You better start talking, just who are you? and what do you want?" he then heard the fighting and the bugs behind him so he knew he had to deal with this guy quickly.

OCC: gotta remember the chain is around your neck ^^

Maximus triggered the chain t reflex and slowly began to pull Johan towards him, while also slightlying choking him. He drew his pistol and aimed it at Johan and calmy said " I want...you."

To say they were chips would be inaccurate, though the age old colloquialism had managed to survive the test of time and transition to protien based neruofibers. This cultural oddity was not, however what was on O's mind. He could feel again, but was not overcome with emotion. He staggered to his feet, meaning to persue two people, when a large number of insects swarmed towards him. What light there was glinted off their thousands of shells. O reacted, unsheathing his knife and swiping at those nearest him, cutting them to bits. He ran, but several had gotten onto him, and were not attempting to negotiate through his armor. He crushed them with his powerful hands, still running. As he thought he was clear, a cannon fired nearby, a tank from the convoy. Thinking quickly, he thought it would be better to work with the people of the convoy then kill them later. He headed back, only to see an ocean of bugs headed towards the vehicles.

Bob pulled out his phazor silently off his belt. He felt a need to know where he was and where the nearest city was. He thought he should off hopped on that convoy that just passed. He obviously wasn't going to just walk up to them and say "hi". No after what he had just witnessed. He set his phazor to stun and jumped out of the bush.
"Put your hands where I can see them! I'm not gonna hurt ya I just wanna know where I am."

OOC: NC that sounds ummm......so wrong right there lol

A simple chain around his neck would not stop him from finding out what he needed to know. With his left hand he grabbed the chain and pulled hard sending Maximus flying towards him. He swung around wrapping some of the chain around maximus's neck "How the tables turn so quickly eh?" he said keeping his blade close to maximus's spine.

Feeling flustered that they just ignored him like that he turned to one and shot sending him to the ground then doing the same with the other. Bob took the chain and tied them both up. They would be awake in about a minute. He pointed the phazor at both of them. Just to be safe.

OCC: but it feels so....right.
By the way he is a evolved human, so hes just as strong ^^

He tighted the chain around Johans neck, they were both screwed unless they backed off eachother, and the blade was on his spine. His pistol was aimed at Johans head " Hello" he said smiling, then his head turning to the man jumping out of the bush.

The man watched as the commotion unfolded, the kitsunes looking around trying to find him, the wolfish beings sensing his presence, the giant insects that had suddenly appeared. Most pleasing to him were the air units that had passed overhead. It was going as planned. "Sniper tactic 019: study thy enemy in any situation." The man said to himself, grinning underneath his helmet. "I don't know what you creatures are but I think its time I brought diplomacy into the situation, you are going to talk to me on my terms..." He muttered, "If only I had stealth armor..." He thought to himself, "Oh well." Using his powerful legs he jumped from his perch into the air rifle in one hand while drawing a pistol with the other. He fired at the obviously female kitsune who had spotted him earlier, a burst of dust erupting only a few inches in front of her, "Ghost, I gotta hand it to you, you know your stuff, I'll say this on your behalf, Assassin Tactic #2: Instill Fear," he mutters to himself. Simutaniously he fired downward, careful tomake the two shots overlap and only sound like one, the bullet from his pistol screams downward into the head of one the remaining insects, the AP explosive round tears the bug to pieces. Landing on another tree, he quickly sheaths the rifle and fires another round, making sure to hit one of the soldiers' weapons. "I've presented myself to you, how will you respond?" He mutters to himself while jumping to another tree branch.

OCC: I've left this a little open ended, if my guy does happen to hit the weapon of one of those soldiers, know that the resulting explosion will only destroy the weapon (perhaps sending a bit of shapnel flying) but will not kill the soldier holding it.

If I have to I'll take this bastard to hell with me Johan thought to him self as a new figure appeared "We are busy at the moment as you can see" Johan managed to say. He had to get away from this guy, he put some extreme tension on the chain using both hands, still with the blade on his right arm at Maximus's spine. With the amount of tension now in the chain enough force should break it. He angled his left fore arm just the right way activated the other blade allowing it to extend and then retract, the chain snapped in one spot allowing Johan to unhook himself and jump away. He caught his breath and took the rest of the chain off him, this new found enemy would most likely do the same. Johan kept on guard right blade extended he didn't know what the newcomer would do.

Maximus continued to walk forward towards Johan his pistol still in hand and aimed at him. " Please, I dont want to put you to sleep again, come here like a good boy." His face smiling like the Calaverian phsyco he was, wanting to treat him as a piece of his property.

Finally. An outlet for its anger. It could detect the yells, gunfire and chittering of the battle back at the convoy about 2 miles away. It extended all of its blades about it's claws and then began deploying much smaller claws along the length of its arms. It then began sprinting towards the battle, insanely fast, smashing through the undergrowth and even trees as it accelerated rapidly, a trail of destruction in its passage.

Very soon, it could easily see the insectoid monsters charging to attack. As it came into contact, it began attacking, whirling it's arms around or making precision strikes with each arm, flying through the air as it lept about. The entirity of its shell was impervious to their biting, clawing attacks, unlike the shells of the bugs. Within seconds, the area about it was already filled with dead insect corpses or the pieces of them. It kept weaving about to avoid soldier fire arcs, sometimes shoving half living insects into the air for the benefit of the soldiers target-shooting. Deep inside, a dark satisfaction moved through its mind.

Kartosh really, really hoped they didn't decide to start moving again, as he was now hiding underneth a truck, holding his broken left arm from that beast. His Repeater was in his other hand and he winced as the whole vehicle shook with the fire from the turret at the top. By the sound of things, he was safer down here than he was up there.

Skyler twisted to the right as the bullets hit in front of her, doing a handstand to avoid any more fire, and saw the sniper do an impossibly long jump from one tree to another, firing on the convoy and bugs alike. "You wanna play mokey, huh?" Skyler snarled. "Let's play monkey." She ran up a tree, leaped into another tree, and took off after the sniper in the next tree over.

The simple combat blade was not enough to stop the tide of insects, and Mr.O realized this quickly. He sprinted over to a tank that had been turned on its side. He pulled the dead gunner from the tank's hatch, then wrenched the mounted machine gun from its turret. Mr.O gathered the .50 caliber machine gun in his right arm and the ammunition box in the other, then opened fire towards the insects and convoy passangers alike, aiming more towards the insects but not caring when a few shots headed towards the other defenders. Thinking enough bugs, and hopefully a few convoy members, had been killed he dropped the weapon and ran into the woods.

Johan was getting angrier each time Maximus spoke "Never in the history of my people have we been slaves, and I have been told to surrender by entire armies and fought on, AM NOT ABOUT TO GIVE IN TO YOU!" he yelled grabbing his pistol and firing off multiple rounds at his enemies weapon currently pointed at his head. He then fired another shot at the tree above Maximus to bring a large branch down on him before quickly running off. He ran and kept running all the way back to the convoy which is when he encountered the bugs "Sweet jesus" he exclaimed from all the bugs around, He ran to the tank that was at the front of the convoy and went to the machine gun on top of it, he detached it front the mount, took the ammunition for and put it under his left arm, gun under the right and began shooting at any bug coming near him before retreating back to find the others like Skyler and Kartosh "Hey any one still around!" he shouted.

It was pretty chaotic around the area that the mchine had cleared: the ground was almost completely masked by a layer of insects. Twice it had dodged sniper fire from above, but looked to see a convoy member chasing after it, and decided it could not be bothered. The killing was alright down here.

A burst of heavy machinegun rounds hit the main body of the machine, each ricocheting off at a random angle, leaving not even a single dent on its surfae, yet blasting a few more of these insects. It had been analysing these creatures as it cut through them, noting the chitin armour and basic internal organs as it mowed through them. When it came to the heads of theose it chopped off, it noticed certain parts were overdeveloped. A hive mind of some sort? Not unique, since the machine race worked on a similar function. These would only be the footsoldiers, probably just cannon fodder to make them waste rounds. Foolish as this lot were, they would just wait until they ran out, sending in swarms more. If they got to a position with more firepower, then it might be possible for this group to actually take on the possible real threats. Like that sniper.

"Hey any one still around!"
"Down here!" came a call from a ruined truck, smashed by machine gun fire, the driver's seat abandoned. Kartosh crawled out from beneth, putting as little weight as possible on his broken arm. "If you can get me covering fire, I can make it to the woods!" he shouted as he blasted away at the feet of a couple of bugs coming to kill him.

OOC: Damn, I take one day off... anyway, what I'm going to assume is that Terrek was somehow knocked unconscious. That'd be easiest.

Javoh Terrek awoke to a throbbing pain in his forehead. Then he heard the gunfire, and put the pain out of his mind. He picked up the rifle, which had somehow been thrown to the floor, and a couple spare magazines, and exited the truck, taking cover.

"Down here!" came a call from a ruined truck, smashed by machine gun fire, the driver's seat abandoned. Kartosh crawled out from beneth, putting as little weight as possible on his broken arm. "If you can get me covering fire, I can make it to the woods!" he shouted as he blasted away at the feet of a couple of bugs coming to kill him.

Terrek activated his microfibral muscle, amplifying his strength tenfold, and grabbed Kartosh. He dragged him to the woods while he fired into the bugs, raking them with rifle fire. He dropped him carefully, trying not to put the kitsune's weight on his obviously broken arm, and asked, "Where's Skyler?"

Just then a convoy went by and I jumped on it. I had to get to the city and I had a feeling this would get me there.
See ya felles.
I said as the convoy got faster.

"Where's Skyler?"
"Sniper...in the grass, aiming at her. She went after him, in the forest..." He pointed with his Repeater at the point where the tall grass ended and the trees began. "If you can just help me stand I'll be alright." he said, wincing in pain, despite the broken bone.

Skyler snatched a branch, swung herself up into the next tree, tumbled down and landed beside the sniper. The man turned, but she jabbed her pistol into his ribs, grabbing the back of his neck and applying her fingers to his pressure pont to create pain and hopefully give him something to think about aside from resisting. "Who are you?" she demanded into his ear, pistol twisting in her grasp.

OCC: Dammit Xis, you beat me to the punch on that one.

She was upon him before he could think of what to do next. Ooh, she's really feisty ain't she? A voice called out in the back of his mind. "Dammit, not now..." He muttered to himself. Aww come on, you and I both know she's not a threat, we have the suit, just look at her trying to squeeze our pressure points... gotta admit that's funny. "Stop talking," he whispered to himself, "I don't need this now." Pistol to your ribs dumbass, you need me more than ever. I think we're going to kill her. Or maybe we should have some fun first, with all the hell going on, no one will even notice. Losing control over his body, his arm swings back to backhand the girl off of him. So cute but no fun at all eh? "Enough!" He yells at the top of his lungs, his voice easily audible to everyone nearby. Without thought he places his feet on the tree trunk and pushes off sending himself flying through the air like a missle. Meanwhile the bark of the tree explodes into framents from the force he used. Asshole, what was that for? It was gonna be fun. "You are no longer in control, no, YOU were never in control." He mutters to himself during his flight, "Its time I show what I am, let them fear Redemption." Ha! I might not be in control but at least I can watch you start kicking some real ass!

Maximus was knocked down, he watched the man run and he continued to grin as he dusted himself off, picking up his equipment, and repairing his animal-chain. This one had got away lucky, next time he would not be so nice. He was following his property at a rather easy pace, the noises were giving away a much bigger position of people. Maximus brought his assault rifle to his chest and kept marching " Damn this jungle heat.."

Ethelwolf Guinn began to fire his weapon as well as every Mu Cepheian in the convoy. The tank turned it's turret and fired a shell at one of the massive diggers, killing it. The other two diggers attacked the convoy, knocking vehicles over as well as people. Dropships flew over head firing rockets and missiles at one of the diggers, killing it as well. The other one dug under ground to escape. The crawlers, however, stayed. Their numbers an entire area of the forest in brown, the color of their thick skin.

"Oh shit!," Elendil said as crawlers came scurrying out from the holes. He looked at the troopers in the vechicle and said "listen, I know that I have no jurisdiction with you men, but I need you to do something for me. Those things can be beaten but I need you to cover me, if we can get to that hole we can plug it and save the convoy. Now then if any of you is beave enough to help me prove it now, Forward soldiers of Mu Chepei!" He yelled as he activated his battle armor. The armor was a strong piece of equipment. Powered by a moblie fusion pack the armor as well as nanites in his blood stream gave him increased strength, stamina, quickness, and activated his Battle AI Odysseus.

He activated his energy sword, leaped and cleaved the first of the monsters head in half. He looked back at the soldiers in the transport and shouted "forward, troopers of Mu Chepei, for the glory of your nation please, come forward."

The sounds of battle, they were neutral greeting to Maximus. Mostly human by his ears taste. He came to a slightly clear area, there was a man with a sword attacking what appeared to be the inhabitants of this world, or perhaps foreign powers. He leaned forward slightly as he assumed an attack role raising his rifle and checking his magazine, thirty tritanium rounds, good to go. What little could be seen of Maximus was the top of his helmet.

OCC: Calaverian armor: http://www.arniesairsoft.co.uk/projects/morita/photos/image23.jpg

The man seemed to be talking to himself, and Skyler opened her mouth to ask again when he backhanded her. She lost her grip on his neck, which he apparently hadn't even felt anyway, and was barely able to keep her balance on the branch. Next thing she knew the guy launched himself off the branch, it shattering under his weight, obviously a side affect of the power armor. Skyler dropped, but she managed to hold onto her pistol and grab onto another branch with her other hand as splinter rained down around her. She looked up to see him flying though the air to another tree.

Skyler had no idea who this guy was, but he had been pointing a sniper rifle at the convoy, and at her, which pissed her off even more. And there was even the sound of battle back there, probably allies of his to cover his escape. An assassin? Perhaps. All Skyler knew was that she couldn't let him escape. Briefly she wondered where Kartosh was, but brushed the thought off, assuming her was back with the convoy shooting at the attackers and looking like he was protecting Terrek.

Raising her pistol, Skyler squeezed the trigger, not at the jumping man, but at the branch he was on course with. If all went well the branch would explode into flames and he would fall. She herself let go and dropped to the ground. If she was right she needed to get over there before he had time to recover from the fall.

Maximus's eyes must have been fooled, he had just seen the unseenable. They were almost a myth on Calavertis, and he could recognize them out of the science books...the Xscapian race. " Oh I will surely be promoted for this." he thought as he loaded another net round in his Net-gun launcher attached to his rifle. He changed position, forgetting about the brute with the sword. He was not of any importance, and seemed to be to much trouble. His eyes were set upon the animals that had abonded there home.

As Bob rode on the top of the convoy he looked in a window. As he looked a man in his twenties looked out to see the scenery. He let out a whail and pointed me out to his friends. One pulled out a pistol and pointed it at me. I pulled myself up and ran to the nearest sunroof. I climbed down and hid in an empty compartment.

OOC-In case you have not gathered, Mr.O has lost his mind, and the shorting neurosurpressive software in his brain is not helping. He will seem off to those around him, but no more off than a 7'6" killing machine ought to be.
Mr.O had seen much of the convoy members, infighting, chaos and kidnapping attempts. "They may not need me at all," he thought to himself, a concerning matter considering his thought inhibitor chips were active. He was becoming ajusted to this freedom of thought. He was free to plot, scheme and enjoy his work. He could use his genetically enhanced intelligence to hunt these people, and to have fun while he was doing it. This infighting could be used to eliminate them one by one, or he could take them all at once, or perhaps get close to them, bide his time, then strike when they were weakest. Maybe he could eat one of them; a bit unorthadox, but satisfying on a primal level. He watched them fight, one of his tentacles slithering beneath his armor in excitement.
After a few moments, a decision was made, and he headed towards the convoy, his hands raised over his head in surrender. He approached one of the Xscapians, the one he had thrown to the ground, judging by its injuries. He attempted to smile, making his face slightly more hideous.

As he flew threw the air it was as if time slowed down. He knew that a girl willing to commit the stupid act of getting within melee range was sure as hell not about to let him escape. "What the hell does she know?" He thought to himself, "She has no idea..." The branch ahead of him suddenly exploded causing him to flip himself into facing the direction from where he's heard the shot. You know, I take that back. I like her, she's got great aim, but seriously, you may have to kick her ass at some point. The voice continued to speak to him but he payed it no attention. It was time that his power became apparent, his armor deactivated, de-materializing from around his body. "Lifting the burden, Releasing the faith, Redemptor awake." He said quietly to himself. This was it, now or nothing, he softly landed on the ground near a group of insects. He wore a small grin, his blood red eyes staring straight ahead at the one who had fired the shot at him, "Take me on now," he whispered. It was about to begin.

"Take me on now,"
Skyler kept her pistol pointed at him. "I don't want to have to fight you. Who are you? Why are you here? Why were you pointing that rifle at the convoy?"

Kartosh looked at the thing, his yellow eyes darting from the strange grimace that might have been a smile to the huge weapons still strapped onto his armor. The Repeater was up and pointing at the humanoid, but he doubted even the grenade launcher attached to the barrel would do must against him. Still, he tried not to seem utterly terrified. "What do you want?"

Mr.O lowered himself to his knees before the relativley tiny Xscapian (OOC-Could that be ANY harder to spell?!?) and bowed his head. He chose his words carefully, then spoke:
"I have caused you harm, and for this I apologize. My name is Mr.O, a Centurion in service with the Exoterran Imperium of Belkaros. My superiors want data on this planet, and need my brain case intact to gather it. I would like to join your survival effort, especailly considering the insects native to this world. Together, our mathematical rate of survival increases nearly tenfold."

I was sitting quietly in my compartment a bug type creature smashed against my window. Eww what was it. It smashed again this time smashing the glass of the window I pulled out my phazor as he smashed through the window. I shot it. It went limp. Wait, I thought. My phazors on stun I switched it to kill and I shot it again. As I looked out the window I realized.
That wasn't the only one.

Maximus stared at Mr.O , the same monster that had showed up and almost killed him and his property. It was Mr.O who had ruined his chances of holding onto Johan, for this he would pay. Maximus checked his weapon again and faded into the forest, he began to flank Mr.O, he would first fire a net onto the massive thing to help bring it down, and if not, he would try tranq's or live ammunition. This jungle was getting to him as he breathed heavily.

He stared at the girl, the noise around him was deafening at first but soon it was silenced. Having the suit off felt good, he waited for his full pwer to come to him. He glared at her with an intensity that had gotten him into trouble on many occassions back at the military academy, a glare so powerful that one was hypnotised, drawing closer to him while being terrified. In some cases soldiers had wet their pants just looking into his eyes because the eyes themselves showed them how they were going to die. Two insects charged at him and for a moment, a split second, he blinked, disapearing from sight only to reappear five feet from his original position, the two insects exploding into blood and shredded flesh behind him. His grin was even bigger now, and he didn't seem to mind being covered in blood, he just stared at the kitsune, thinking about what he should do next.

Kartosh was stunned. Not only had that been the last thing he had been inspecting, the huge Centurion spoke in a almost cultured voice, where Kartosh would have expected growls. Finally he was apologizing to him! Apologizing!
"Uh...you are welcome to join us, I suppose, we're with them," he pointed to the convoy, "and you'll need to talk to the pack leader." Kartosh felt he could more or less trust Mr. O. After all, if he wanted to kill him, Mr. O eaisily could have done so by now. Kartosh spotted movement in the forest and let loose a burst past Mr. O at the movement. It was gone by the time the shining, yellow metallic bolts got there, but Kartosh had recognized the helmet.
Calaverans.
What the hell are Calaverans doing here!?
"There's something in there," he gestured to the forest, as if Mr. O couldn't figure that out for himself.
OOC: As to spelling, all I can say is copy/paste is your friend.
Forest...
Skyler just stared into the man's eyes. She couldn't break away, even as he killed two insects without apparently moving. She was lost inside those dark pupils, falling, helpless and drifting alone into the void...
She fired her blaster into the forest floor, shredding leaves and breaking the trace, looking away from the guy but making sure to keep him in her vision. Holstering the gun, she stared at the ground, continuing to watch him without actually looking at him.
If he ran, she could find him again.
She would wait.

He was up as soon as the gunfire stopped, and the beam assault rifle was off his back, in a prone position, and switched to automatic spray, which described perfectly the barrage of energy bolts he sprayed into the jungle in the direction of the dissappearing helmet, starting several small fires which quickly put themselves out.
"We are not safe here. We must get back on the road as soon as possible. Can the trucks move? If so lets reload." He noticed the Xscapain starring at his motionless mouth as he "spoke", and pointed at his throat.
"It is a vox unit. In case you have not noticed, I have no lips."

"He was almost out of ammunition for the gun he had under his right arm when the guns fell silent over the battle field. He heard someone ask if the trucks were usable "If some one can give me a hand getting this one upright i'm sure we can get it working, I'd like to get the hell out of here, almost being kidnapped for use as god only knows what, escaping and ending up in this bug battle has got me on edge a little to much" Johan said as he used a free finger to point to a over turned vehicle. He then walked over to it and pushed his back against it "i'd say two or three people and we can turn it over" he added.

Kartosh just nodded dumbly, still staring at the place where the Calaveran had been. Mr. O was right, they were definitly not safe here. Even as Mr. O helped him to his feet, he pointed to the convoy, and to where Johan was standing beside a vehicle on it's back. "Try that one, but I can't leave. My mate is in that forest somewhere, and I've got to find her."
OOC: What exactly does Mr. O look like?

Maximus lay on the ground as the rounds sprayed his way, he was lucky only one of the shots went through his side, he didnt scream, he assessed the damage. He would live it appeared. He responded in kind as the sound of a shrapnel grenade flew out of the jungle at Mr.O

OOC- http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/a/a3/Nemesis_render.jpg is more or less what Mr.O looks like, with more advanced armor and weaponry.

Mr.O walked over to Jonas and the overturned truck. He crouched to the ground, digging his fingers under it, and hoisted. The truck flipped easily. As he walked away, a grenade was lobbed towards him. He punched it away from him and jumped, being sprayed in the back with shrapnel as the grenade detonated. He recovered and roared, the very trees shaking with his fury. He sprinted with inhuman speed towards the clump of foliage from wence the grenade originated, blade drawn, and grabbed a handful of some kind of material belonging to his assailant.

Maximus was lifted in the air as Mr.O grabbed him. He stared straight into the monsters eyes almost face to face, bringing his assault rifle up to his hip and pulling the trigger hard, the 8.62 in the chamber. " This may be my last breath." he thought to himself.

He began walking slowly to the kitsune, keeping his eyes on her but still killing any insect in his way. But by no means was that all he was focused on, they were all completely unaware of his suit's true purpose. He knew about the machine and the other kitsune, the overturned vehicles, the random hunter who had appeared out of nowhere, the wolven folk who continued to fight against the insects bravely apparently not noticing just how out of hand the situation had gotten. All the while he drew closer to the girl, he thought about what he was going to do to her, was he going to kill her? No, he would never intentionally satisfy the maddening voice in the back of his head. Tell her to piss off? Then what was the point of all this? Ask her why she had started chasing him, he didn't actually know why she had been so aggresive. But then again, why the hell did any of this happen in the first place? What was it, he remembered how his superiors warned him about forgetting the focus of a mission, then it hit him. He was looking for help, friends not foes, why the hell did he forget this? It was as if he had gotten to caught up in studying them, assessing them all as threats, to the point that he forgot the #1 rule. Learn, assess, befriend. That was what he was supposed to do, perhaps he had been too cautious. When he stapped out of his thoughts he found a trail of dead insects behind him but didn't remember killing them, he was looming over her with his arm extended towards her, offering his hand. When had he done that? He didn't know, he felt awkward, suddenly trying to befriend her? She wasn't going to trust him was she? He blushed, trying to think of something to say, what a strange place to be trying to make a friend, in a war zone. He laughed to himself, smiled and hoped she'd accept the gesture.

"Amazing, haven't seen many who can do that" Johan said ass Mr. O flipped the truck. He then looked over to Kartosh "Alright I'll stay here and get this truck ready to go, go look for your mate" Johan said opening the hood of the truck. It seemed to look in good condition. He moved over to the drivers seat and tried to start it "Like my mother said, if it won't work, hit it" he said giving the engine block of the truck a kick. He then tried starting it again and sure enough it worked. He loaded what weapons he could see into the truck including the mounted gun he was just using. This way if they ran into any more trouble they would be ready.

"Try that one, but I can't leave. My mate is in that forest somewhere, and I've got to find her."

Terrek shook his head. "You're injured. If you went after a sniper now, you'd be a warm smear on a tree and a rapidly cooling corpse. I'll go. I need her alive anyway." He reloaded the rifle and quickly sighted it, then sprinted into the forest, watching the trees above him for that telltale glint of light. Something wasn't right... he activated his nano-augmentations, just to be safe.

OOC: So Terrek is now an order of magnitude stronger, is bullet-resistant, and is seeing partly in far-infrared.

Mr.O took several rounds in the chest before he sliced the gun, and several tendons, from the hunter's arm with his combat blade. He smashed the helpless man into the ground, holding him fast, completley in control of the situation. He smashed both of the man's hands with his boots, shattering his fingers. He looked hungrily down at the once proud hunter, now a few PSI of pressure away from being a meal. He looked to the others to decide the man's fate.

Maximus lay on ground, not moving, blood pouring from his mouth. The assault rifle landed onto the ground and fired a couple more rounds off into the jungle. He was parazlyed from the neck down, the impact had been horrifying, even for his evolved human body. All he could do was look through his own eyes, hear and listen to what was going on, but could do nothing, he was utterly helpless. His body slowly began to repair itself.

Johan kept the truck primed and ready to go and gun at his side ready to move when needed. Hopefully the others would be back soon, this place was starting to give him the creeps. He then thought taking the main road would be to dangerous and it would be more widely attacked. Side roads would need to be taken to get around every thing and avoid bug encounters.

"Dude, Stonin, there is a frickin war going on down about a mile away from my position." Yells a man happily into a personal mic. He is obviously young, within his early twenties, his spiked, blond hair glimmers in the evening sunlight. He wears a suit similar to Redemtion's except for a few minor differences. The radio inside the suit shoots back the voice of an older-sounding man, "Why the hell should I care Jack?" The voice says. "Uh, I dunno, cause Redemption may be down there. You know how he loves to cause trouble." The man says jokingly. "Then get your ass down there and check it out, stay silent, I'm sending Ghost to assist you. I know you're better about staying out of sight then Red so go do your job." The voice says sternly. "Yes sir." The blond man says again, "Tonight is gonna rock so hard!"

OCC: For the time being, don't pay any attention to these three new names, they're more related to Redemption personal story than anything else and aren't gonna play a big part... until later, perhaps.

Skyler stared at the man, almost confused. He seemed so sincere, but hadn't he shot at her, tried to run? She looked into his eyes again and found only warmth and friendliness, with no hint of the terrifying hypnotic gaze from before.
Still...
In one smooth motion she knocked the sniper rifle from his back with her left arm, and snatched both his pistols out of their holsters with her right. Backing away, she pointed both at him, ignoring the voices coming from his radio. "I'm not going to shoot you unless you make me. All I want is answers. Who are you, why are you following us?"

Kartosh nodded to Terrek, knowing he was a sniper's wet dream if he walked into that forest, injured like he was. He barely heard Johan, grunting to him, as he walked over to where Mr. O had the Calaveran pinned. The guy looked like he was in pretty bad shape, multiple bones broken, body smashed, but still alive. Barely. Kartosh grimaced just looking at him, the sharp pain in his shoulder reminding him of Mr. O's strength. Even if he was a dirty, xenophobic Calaveran, Kartosh felt the tiniest twinge of sympathy, then remembered that the guy had tried to bag Mr. O, and would take anyone he saw back to his Observer, where ever it was, to be dissected.
Alive.
He shook his head, though. "Don't kill him. We'll need him to tell us if there's anymore of his kind on the planet, and where the Observer is. After that," he shrugged, wincing in pain again.

Maximus's eyes darted around, one of his eyes was damaged, shown by the blood running out of it. His eyes were up looking at the Xscapian, then they went back down to the jungle floor, only blinking at timess. He was basically in a coma.

Mr. O released his grip and realized the damage he had caused the poor man. He scooped his broken body gingerly into his arms like a parent holding a child. He rested the man in the truck and leaned towards him, saying "If you don't talk, I am going to eat you alive. I know your body is mending itself as we speak, just as mine is, so know I will be watching you," he said, chaining the broken limbs together and collecting his gear. He returned to the Xiscapian, who's name he still did not know, to ask about finding his mate.

Without waiting for Mr. O's, Kartosh knelt beside the Calaveran, staring into his eyes. "Listen to me, you piece of shit," he hissed, "I'm only keeping you alive because you have information that could help us. If you so much as breath at the wrong time I will not hesitate to drag you out into the forest and leave your paralyzed body for the insects to eat. Do you understand me, you dirty xenophobic bastard?"
He stood and turned to Mr. O. "Terrek has gone off after her, but it is not like her to be gone for so long. She'll turn up, though, I'm sure of it."
Then he realized that Mr. O could not possibly know who Terrek was, or even who he was. "Terrek's a friend, and I'm Kartosh," he put out a hand.

The only reply kartosh got from Maximus was his cold blue eyes staring without emotion back into his. When he recoverd, he would change his approach towards the animals of this universe, be it with a hug or a round. Something caught his attention with this paticluar Xscapian, although he knew not what it was.

He gave her a suprised look, "Dammit all... I'm too cautious and end up making you a persistant enemy, or not cautious enough and I'm disarmed. Wonderful," he says under his breath, just loud enough for her to hear. "Damn she's good," he thought to himself, "Both my pistols with on hand, I'm sure physics had to have been broken somewhere in the process." He silently laughed to himself. "I feel exposed," he suddenly said, "Reload the burden when the beast is freed." As he muttered the odd words his suit reformed around his body, helmet and all. "Don't waste my ammo please," he says extending his hands in a give-em-back gesture.

OCC: He doesn't have a radio when his suit is deactivated, that was Jack.

Johan saw a dirt road that went generally along the path every one took, he put the truck in gear and followed it, only a few meters in he found them all just talking some of them injured. He stopped the truck "Mount up lets get the hell out of here!" he shouted to them all as he waved them towards the truck.

Mr.O took Kartosh's hand, gently, and shook it. He then went about the ruined convoy, loading weapons, ammunition, and spare gear into the truck as he deemed nescisary. As he was looting the convoy, he came across the body of a young soldier, clinging to life. He moved close to the soldier, hearing his soft breath, a wimper for help. He made sure he was out of sight before he snapped the young man's neck, tore free one of his pantlegs, and ate his quadricep, taking gigantic chunks of flesh into his mouth with every bite. When the leg was all but bone, he covered his tracks with dead insects, wiped his mouth, and headed back to the others, already feeling his body pushing out the shrapnel and bullets and healing itself.

Maximus was in the back fo the truck, exposed to the element, it appeared he was not that important, he felt cold as he was still close to death. He maoned in pain on the inside yelling for somone to be with him, even he coudlnt speak. Someones warmth to be next to him. He looked at his gear, all in good condition, except his condition wasnt in any form to use it.

Viewing in far-IR, Terrek was able to quickly find Skyler, who wasn't doing much to hide regardless. It looked like she'd made a friend. Well, as much of a friend as they were liable to find on this planet. Terrek stooped and picked up a discarded sniper rifle, then came up on the duo, making sure to approach from behind the newcomer, staying in Skyler's field of vision to ensure there would be no friendly fire incidents. He gestured to the man, pointing the rifle at him,

"Who's your new friend?"

Mr.O returned to the truck, loaded the new equipment, and heard the whimper of Maximus in the back of the truck. The sight of the broken man invoked... pity, almost remorse. This was new to Mr.O, who had in the past killed innocents without hesitation, aided by his emotion inhibitors. He patted the man's head, asking him to blink if there were more of his kind on the planet.

Maximus responded with a "no". He was guessing the way he would asnwerd yes and no questions would be by blinking once for yes and two for no.

Mr.O patted Maximus's head again. He asked him one final question, "Are you ready to die?"

OOC-Can I just kill him like this? You will be out of the RP...

Johan waved to every one else "come on! come on! lets get the hell out of here!" he then moved over to the passenger side seat of the truck "Some one else want to drive? I'm a terrible driver of these things" he said with a laugh as he buckled up for the long journey ahead of them.

OCC: I dont want to be out of the RP lol, hmmmm, you could start to eat him alive i guessed.

Maximus was leaned against the back of the truck, he heard what Mr.O's question was. Tears started to form around his eyes as he stared up at the monster and answered by blinking "yes"

"Good" replied Mr.O. He raised his fist to smash Maximus's head into pulp, then stopped himself. Instead, he stayed his hand and reached for the medical pack in Maximus's kit. He withdrew a syringe and withdrew some of his own blood. He inserted the syringe into the base of Maximus's neck, and depressed the plunger. "I have plans for you, hunter, assuming you can behave yourself. The microbial agents in this injection will keep you alive long enough for your body to heal itself."

Maximus regeneration was in full swing, and his broken hand moved slightly, and he was able to squint his eyes slightly, and his mouth moved ever so slightly, a small gasp came from him " Thank you.."

"Rest for now, hunter. We do not know what awaits us. As soon as you are better, you will fight for us, and together we will survive this harsh world, but cross me, your agony will know no end." Mr.O covered Maximus with a bit of canvas and returned to helping load the truck, but in his head, the wheels were turning.

Maximus thought this was a joke " He cant really think I will fight for them, well at least not for long." He just stared at the road as they began to move, regaining his body bit by bit, moment by moment.

Within Maximus's body, a tiny cluster of biomachines from Mr.O's blood had collected on a cluster of neuron receptors. The clushter would soon be the first of several Belkan Inhibitor clusters that would develop in his brain, making Mr.O's words very serious indeed.
OOC-The clusters will just make Mr.O's words very... meaningful, nothing else. If you want, maybe he picked up a mutogen from the transfer and becomes a lesser Centurion or something.

Maximus was already missing Mr.O's words and company, all he had was the sight of the jungle, and the danger of being snatched off the back of the truck. His life had changed so suddenly now, and he was not prepared.

Redemption pretended not to notice the newcomer to the situation, as if he knew what was going on. "Pssh, keep the damn guns then," he said to them both and turned to face the once mighty convoy, "Hey, I wonder how your friends are doing. Female, were you so concerned with me that you forgot of them?" His question was meant to strike a nerve, he didn't want to stand around any longer, perhaps if he provoked her to take him prisoner he could find out what was going on. As for the newcomer, he didn't care, a sniper rifle at the range wouldn't do much to Redeption's armor, why would the miliatry give him armor that was weak against his own weapons? Everything would soon fall into place, but that machine he saw, that could be a problem for him.

"Who's your new friend?"
"That's what I'm trying to find out," Skyler growled, the pistols still pointing at the sniper's head. "I asked you questions," she said to him, "and if I don't get answers, I'm going to get angry. And when I get angry, people get hurt. Do you catch my drift?" One pistol moved from his head to his leg.

Kartosh leaned against the truck. "I'd love to drive, but I've got a broken arm, I'm sure one of the soldiers could." He stared anxiously into the forest, waiting for a sign of Skyler or Terrek.

The machine finished clearing the area of bugs it was in: about it, hundreds of corpses lay in a pile a few metres high, at the base of which the rest of the insects circled cautiously. Angrily. Each kept flashing threatening displays at the machine, yet now knew better than to attack. The machine noticed the vehicle preparing to leave the area, and decided to clear it a path. It lept off the pile spinning the 6 flexible limbs as it came down, ripping a wide circle in the undergrowth and insects in the area.

"Get moving!"

It signalled to the vehicle attempting to move off as it held back any insect foolish enough to attack with a short lethal slash. Now away from major fighting, it began to review the situation. There were the group in the truck starting to move off, and the group further away. Three heat signatures, one of which was new. Then there were the rather angry insects, now very much reduced in number by heavy gunfire now quietened. Some giant insects had come at the convoy, now in pieces about it.

"Anyone still alive, get out. I'll hold them off."
It lowered itself into a leaping position.
"NOW!!"

He started its furious killing again.

Kartosh leaned against the truck. "I'd love to drive, but I've got a broken arm, I'm sure one of the soldiers could." He stared anxiously into the forest, waiting for a sign of Skyler or Terrek.


"I don't care who drives, as long as we get out of here in one piece, I couldn't say we could if I had to drive, I handle the sticks of a aircraft not the wheel of a car, hell I usually car pool and take public transit I only drive when I need to" Johan said with a bit of a grin on his face.

"That's what I'm trying to find out,"

Terrek thought for a moment, then asked, "Do we have time to do it this way? It's not as though we can't use, ah, 'enhanced interrogation' techniques on him. Here, for instance..." He dug his thumb up under the stranger's jaw, into the soft tissue of the neck. Terrek knew he was pinching nerves, and the man should have been in excruciating pain. Should have been. It didn't really look like it was doing much at all.

He drew his Gauss pistol from beneath his robes and pointed it at his new friend's face. Essentially a miniaturized railgun, it could accelerate its projectiles up to about 4km/s before they left the barrel, imparting enough kinetic energy to punch through any armor. Of course, with the projectile going that fast, it tended to simply bore holes through soft targets... but then, that was just fine if the round went through the head.

"You've got five seconds to talk before I drop you and we forget this ever happened. Four. Three..."

Redemption smiled behind his mask, "How much do you know about snipers?" Redeption knew that the newcomer had made a grave error in coming within such close range and so he decided to once again deactivate the suit. He stared into the newcomer's eyes, his body completely exposed to any abuse that might be coming to him. "You have a gun, so what?"

OCC: The clothing underneath Redemption's suit consists of a black, sleeveless, skin-tight, shirt which is made out of a very special element-resistant fabric and standard camouflage pants which change colors to match the enviroment around him at the time. Other less important articles of clothing he has on are his grinding boots, fingerless gloves, and a collar with "Undying" printed on it.

OCC: The clothing underneath Redemption's suit consists of a black, sleeveless, skin-tight, shirt which is made out of a very special element-resistant fabric and standard camouflage pants which change colors to match the enviroment around him at the time. Other less important articles of clothing he has on are his grinding boots, fingerless gloves, and a collar with "Undying" printed on it.

OOC: Damn, you're up early. Terrek's clothing consists of a heavy black robe over a suit of light mesh armor. The armor won't stop much, but that's why he has the subcutaneous keratin plates. Projectile weapons aren't much of a threat, but lasers will still punch through.

"How much do you know about snipers?"

"What do you know of Imperial agents?" Terrek countered. The stranger was making eye contact, but ultimately, save for rare moments, Terrek's eyes were cold, almost dead. And looking into another's eyes had never bothered him before, and wouldn't bother him now. Why, he'd once cut a throat while making eye contact with the mark. This was no different, not really. But he lowered the pistol. Somehow, this man was different. Unique. Enhanced, somehow.

"You have a gun, so what?"

"A gun? The gun's just a tool. It's the man on the trigger end that counts. You're a soldier. You should know that. Now, I'll ask you again. Who are you, and what are you doing here?"

OCC: Its 11AM where I am lol

"Clever boy, here's a lesson for you: Snipers come in teams of two. One sniper and one Spotter, you have a sniper only. What does that tell you?" Red says with a grin, without his armor he felt stronger, bolder, unstopable. "I think you mentioned something about time. At the moment, the insects that were attacking us have been neutralized but one of those worms got away which states that we may still have a problem." He looked back at the girl, "No idea why you hate me... you should be thankful. Sure I may have scared you and threatened you but ultimately, you're still here." He then turned back to the newcomer, it would be perferable to not get into a conflict with him. He began walking in the direction of the convoy, "I assume you two wanna hold my guns for a bit longer. So meh, why don't you just bring them for me? Oh, and girl, if you feel like keeping your arms, don't fire those pistols. That's a warning, not a threat."

"Clever boy, here's a lesson for you: Snipers come in teams of two. One sniper and one Spotter, you have a sniper only. What does that tell you?"

"If you had a spotter, he would have shot at us already. It's not as though we're concealed, at all. Besides, a sniper-spotter team works together, not apart. We can therefore surmise that even if you do have a spotter, you've been separated."

"I think you mentioned something about time. At the moment, the insects that were attacking us have been neutralized but one of those worms got away which states that we may still have a problem."

"We do have a problem. We don't have any idea who you are, and you shot at us."

"I like that wit of yours. Its humerous, you are correct that a sniper-spotter team would work together, so here's another clue: I don't have a spotter, never did, never will. That should give you a little more insight into what I am. Not to mention I never fired at you. I never even fired at her, I fired past her, which is completely different." He was still facing the direction of the convoy. He began taking a few steps forward, slow steps, as if he had suddenly gained a few pounds.

"I never even fired at her, I fired past her, which is completely different."
"It's hard to distinquish between a miss and a target behind you. I know you fired in my direction. You had me in the scope of that rifle. If you want to play games, we can play games," Skyler put both pistols into her pack, hand on her blaster, "but you've still managed to avoid telling us who you are and why you're here. We can do it the easy way, and you can tell us now. Or, we can torture you within an inch of your life, and force the information out. If that dosen't work, we still have other means."
She had decided she did not like this man. It was nothing personal, or as personal as you can get when you're being shot at. It was his in-control attitude and uncooperativeness that was irritating her. Mercenary, or Black Ops. Seems like everyone else is one of the two.

"We can do it the easy way, and you can tell us now. Or, we can torture you within an inch of your life, and force the information out. If that dosen't work, we still have other means."

"I vote that we just shoot him now. He could be a real liability later on. Moreover, how are we going to detain him? Just shove him in the truck?"

"I vote that we just shoot him now. He could be a real liability later on. Moreover, how are we going to detain him? Just shove him in the truck?"
Skyler shrugged. "We could put him under guard, but he'd need to be removed from that suit first. You're right though," she looked at the man, speaking to Terrek, "it's too risky. We need our relative safty more than his information." She raised her pistol.
OOC: Unfortunatly, I must leave now.

"Shoot me if you want to, I don't really mind." He said to them still looking away, "Your aggression won't do much." He was undisturbed by their talk of torture, if they had the power to kill him, they would've done it by now. At least, that was the strategic thing to do.

"No," Terrek said, reconsidering, "It'd be better if we could find out who he is."

"Lose the armor," he said.

OOC: My god that is the single most awkward thing I've ever written. It's painful to read.

OOC: I've got lost: can someone give me a summary of what happened after the convoy was attacked, since i've obviously missed some stuff. In addition, what's happening now? I think I've got the bugs under control.

Skyler raised an eyebrow at Terrek but lowered her pistol. The armor was the source of this man's strength. Without it he would be as vunerable as any other. Unless he had concealed weapons, she and Terrek had all of his weapons too, so he was in no position to argue.
OOC: Basically we've managed to beat off the bug attack and aquired several new characters. Skyler went running off after the sniper, and Kartosh was attacked by Mr. O. The other characters proceeded to fight the bugs. Eventually Terrek went off to find Skyler because Kartosh had been wounded when Mr. O attacked him, and was in no position for combat. Mr. O came back but did not kill Kartosh, and spotted a Calaveran trying to tag and back Mr. O. Fire in his direction put him down, and Mr. O beat him up pretty bad, putting him in a coma and then chaining the man in the bed of a truck. Now Terrek and Skyler are trying to figure out what to do with the sniper, Johan is starting up the truck, Kartosh is waiting for Skyler and Terrek to get back, Mr. O is hanging around, and the Calaveran is unable to move. And that's it.

Mr.O called to the figures in the woods, who's conversation he could barley detect with his advanced hearing. "Interrogate him IN THE TRUCK! Before the bugs come back!" He slithered a tentacle from under his sleeve and started the engine, then honked the horn. He turned his attention to the robot, still fighting the remaining insects. "Hold them, but be ready to come with us, you will be needed!"

OCC: Redemption's armor isn't currently activated. And as apart of my trickyness, I haven't told you where exactly it comes from, but as you should know it is speech activated.

"So, what're gonna do then?" Redemption asked, "The machina has a point, we need to get out of here, tactically speaking. And tactically speaking, you two need to take into consideration that I intenionally put myself in this situation, I didn't have to disable my armor, stand there while you took my weapons, hell, you must still feel the backhand I gave you, you know my reflexes are a lot faster than you give me credit for. So why would I stand here and let you point my own weapons at me?" He knew that such logic was going to be hard to deny, and with the threat the insects presented, they were going to have to make a quick desicion.

"I'll be coming when you're going, but you'd better hurry up. Alright?"
It whipped out an arm, and in a movement that defied human belief shredded an insect on a course to the truck now slowly starting to move. A small cloud of insect parts belw past on the wind, shredded into precise cubes about 8 cubic centimetres in size each.
"Happy? Now just get going."

There definately were much less coming now, though that mainly was because of the fact they were lurking in the undergrowth, moving in packs to try and overpower the robot, moving rapidly so it would not take all out in a single swing.
"I said, get going!"

...I didn't have to disable my armor, stand there while you took my weapons, hell, you must still feel the backhand I gave you, you know my reflexes are a lot faster than you give me credit for. So why would I stand here and let you point my own weapons at me?"
Skyler's attention was torn between the man, Mr. O, who she'd never seen but assumed was a friend, and the machine screaming at them. "We don't have time for this foolishness," she said, curling her lip at the sniper, "the...,
she wondered what to call Mr. O, "man is right. Let's go. But any tricks, and all the armor in the world won't save you from the blaster bolt I put though your bare head." She gestured to the convoy. "Go."

Kartosh had climbed into the back of the truck and was now watching Terrek, Skyler and the sniper. "Bring him here, or shoot him, I don't care what, we need to get moving," he muttered.

"Finally we're getting somewhere," he muttered, "I really don't care how much you hate me, you're gonna just have to deal." He knew they were going to be hard to befriend, mainly due to his own attitude, but they had to learn to accept the obvious. As long as they treated him like a threat, he was going to keep the interaction to a minimum.

Meanwhile...

"Stonin, just to report in, I found him. He's with a mixed group, there's a few soldiers, something ugly (refering to Mr.O), a machina unit of some sort, and two human... things." Jack says into his radio while observing out of a pair of binoculars. "Wow Jack," a voice responds from his radio, "Your detailed descriptions never cease to amazing me. Just to let you know, Ghost is getting closer but you know him, he's really oldschool and decided not to wear a comm system. Be on the lookout and do not engage that group in any way. Stonin out." Jack looks through the binoculars again, "Dammit Red... you must be feeling pretty threatened to take you armor off."

"At last."

The truck pulled off as he lept upwards, deep stab wounds suddenly appearing across a particularly nasty specimen of insect with a blur of motion. And insect backed off, glaring at him.

"Don't you look at me like that: I'm doing your gene pool a favour."

He waited for about 10 seconds as the truck moved off, retracting its blades to clean off the insect debris. It picked up a tree limb fallen on the ground, and threw it at the insects now chasing hopelessly after the lorry, trailing most of the tree it was attached to. After smashing as it hit a tree, the two parts continued onwards into the group of insects, seriously hindering them if not killing them. It then lept into the trees and began moving rapidly after the vehicle, before leaping down onto the roof, getting a purchase with secondary blades.
"Hope you didn't miss me, but I have some bad news for you: it seems the insects aren't very happy at us. Once they get over the pile of bodies, we'll have a problem. Until then, lets just keep driving fast enough to outrun them."

((OOC may i join?))

OCC: When is Mu getting back? I want to know what the soldiers and their captain are and have been doing this entire time.

OOC: I simply cannot respond to what everyone has posted, it's too much info in too little time for me to respond to. So, I have decided to cheat you all out of a proper post by using Alma to force everyone to respond to me instead. In exchange we are skipping the first boss (for now) and is now moving onto the second level. Congratz on killing teh bugz!

IC:

Ethelwolf Guinn yelled at a radiomen and soon several dropships landed near the convoy. All of the dead, wounded, and surviving Mu Cepheians were put on board. In a matter of a half 'n hour the entire force of Mu Cepheians were gone. That is when the bomber appeared and several objects ejected themselves from the bottom of the craft. Out of no where Alma appeared in front of the players, regardless of where they were or what they were doing. See looked at them, while smaller then all of them her eyes though showed she thought lowly of all them. She laughed a girly laugh and said.

"I can't have you all die here... Yet, I do love what the chemical weapons of the doggies do to living things... Oh, how death is great," the girl laughed again and twirl around.

"Nonetheless I can't have you all die... Just yet... I need all of you to live so you can die later..." the girl faded into the back ground. Suddenly the black object that was released by the Mu Cepheian bomber hit the forest floor, a massive flash came from the area where the bomb fell. There was no avoiding the massive H-bomb as the entire area was engulfed in explosions, magnetic pulses, and gamma rays. The only thing the players would be able to see was the flash from the bomb then darkness.

In a matter of microseconds the players would find themselves in an industrial area. Pipes ran along the concrete walls, ladders were every, and if the players were to look up they would see that there was no ceiling, but a massive black abyss leading to the roof of the building they were in. The players were in the lobby and by the look of the things the building they were in was a huge tower of sorts. A desk laid in between two elevators and a large numbers of paper was on the floor as well as human blood. In fact, a dead human body laid on top of the desk. A guard with a machine gun still in his hands, blood dripping from his lifeless body.

The two elevators were open and the lights inside them were on. They both seemed to work yet a eery feeling radiated from them. Since there seem to be no doors and the walls were too thick to crush though, the best choice seem to be to take the elevators. A screech, that echoed from above, seemed to disagree with that...


OOC: Rp your characters being shocked, etc, etc, etc. and hop in the elevators... No breaking though the walls or jumping to the roof. Also, Ethelwolf Guinn and some other Mu Cepheian will make another appearance soon... Just don't expect them to be weak as they were on the 1st level. Since you guys seem to ready I am now making this game a lot harder.

The man was suprised by the sudden change of scenery but unphased by the new surroundings. Before anyone else could react he was already upon the corspe looting it for anything useful, its weapon, any ammo, and any other items which could prove useful. "And this is mine now," he said turning to look back at the others.

((OOC: So... may i join? o.o))

((OOC: So... may i join? o.o))

Prolly wouldv'e been better to have simply jumped in before we progressed to the next level cause if you join now it might be a little complicated. I do suppose however that since, storyline wise, we've all just appeared here, you can take this time to jump in before anything else happens. Just make sure you RP your intro well and you should be straight.

Johan heard a loud thunderous explosion and a flash of light from behind him, he did not look back knowing that he might go blind. He just shook his head "They keep that up and there won't be any thing left of this planet" he said as he saw the industrial area come up. As they started driving into it he turned to the driver "I suggest we stop and proceed on foot, this truck wont help in urban combat"

Johan heard a loud thunderous explosion and a flash of light from behind him, he did not look back knowing that he might go blind. He just shook his head "They keep that up and there won't be any thing left of this planet" he said as he saw the industrial area come up. As they started driving into it he turned to the driver "I suggest we stop and proceed on foot, this truck wont help in urban combat"

The man looked at him with a quizical look that screemed No sh!t smart one. "Not to mention we're inside of a tower," he said. "Have some manners," he jokingly added.

An anthro raptor appeared with the rest of the group. Looking around with a confused expression. He stood at least 6 feet tall, bearing black scales with blue markings. Over his left eye was a long X shaped scar. He wore baggy camo cargo pants and a leather bondage vest, no shirt. His toned chest was exposed, on his back was a large metal case, almost as long as he was tall, and near 3 feet thick and deep. Around his neck hung a set of dogtags that bore two diffrent sets of information. Each one scratched out with an X.

He almost instantly spun the case infront of him with a loud thud, drawing a HK mk23 from a hip holster and calling out in a tone that marked a seasoned vetran of many years. "What in the name of all hell just happened?!?" He said as he popped the case open to provide cover for himself.

((OOC: Woulda posted more but i wanted to get it in fast))

Skyler whirled at the sound of the drop ships as they rounded up the last of the soldiers. She watched as they loaded. "Well, that's that. Looks like-" She stared in horror as the H-bomb was unleashed from the drop ship. "They're insane-" The bomb would destroy them all. And, for a moment, it seemed to, the annhilating blast of light and heat washing over them, blowing everyone away like a heap of sand under a tidal wave. Kartosh barely had time to see the shock wave speeding impossibly fast towards him. "Ohshit-"

And, suddenly, they were on top of a building, or so it seemed. The air was still, with no wind, and both mercenaries came to realize the ceiling was so high it was lost in the inky blackness. "HAH!" Kartosh screamed at the ceiling, materializing standing next to Mr. O and the still incapacitated Maximus. "YOU CAN'T KILL ME, YA BASTARDS! I JUST SURVIVED A NUCLEAR EXPLOSION! WHAT NOW? WHAT. NOW!"

Skyler was disoriented for a moment, then came back into reality, shaking her head wildly.
"And this is mine now,"
In the blink of an eye Skyler's pistol was out and pointing at his head. "Put the goddamn gun down, or so help me I will blow you away right here."
There was no telling what this guy could do, though he had already proven himself quite quick on his feet. Friend or foe, soldier of fortune or government assassin, he was an unknown factor. If he got a weapon, he could easily turn on them and kill her and Terrek. In short, she did not trust him. People don't shoot at you for no reason, and his evasiveness at answering her questions only made her more suspicious of his origins and intentions.

In the blink of an eye Skyler's pistol was out and pointing at his head. "Put the goddamn gun down, or so help me I will blow you away right here."
There was no telling what this guy could do, though he had already proven himself quite quick on his feet. Friend or foe, soldier of fortune or government assassin, he was an unknown factor. If he got a weapon, he could easily turn on them and kill her and Terrek. In short, she did not trust him. People don't shoot at you for no reason, and his evasiveness at answering her questions only made her more suspicious of his origins and intentions.

"0.05 seconds," he said to her not even turning around. He preped the weapon and made sure it was ready to fire. On the body he also found a lighter, a helmet with a flshlight attachment, and three clips for the weapon Redemption was now holding, 25 shots in each. "Too bad this guy waist hald the ammo of this clip... I'm gonna need to make any shots count." He said, intentionally speaking loud enough for everyone else to hear. Glancing back he saw a new face, "Reptilian? Guess its something new everyday. Welcome to the party."

Elendil saw the bomb before he heard it. After quickly dispatching the bugs he looked up into the sky and screamed bloody vengance. "Damn you!!!!!!"

The bomb exploded the moment it hit the ground, he opened his arms as he awaited death. But death never came. He heard the warning in his helmet blair but then silence. He opened his eyes to see an industrial sector of some sort.

"Odyseuss, scan the area for life forms please." He asked the battle A.I.

"Scanning sir, I have multiple life forms all in the same sector as you, Recommend finding high ground and identifying any possible threats." The A.I. Responded

"Thanks odie,"

He seemed to be inside a large building, with ladders and pipes leading every where. After frabbing his assualt rifle from the floor and activating his helmet lamps moved towards one of the elevators... all the while scanning for any life forms, hostile or otherwise.....

X gauged the others around him. Unsure of what to do. His large toeclaw tapped at the ground at a steady beat to punctuate his thinking. He kept the pistol raised but took his finger off the trigger. His eyes darting around the room as he rapidly calculated possible courses of action to possible outcomes. "Let me ask again.... Where am i.... and how did i get here?" He asked calmly.

His left eye seemed strange, instead of the reptilian pupil, there was 3 small black dots in a triangle pattern, the rest of the eye was white. On his left breast on the jacket was sheathed an M9 bayonet, obviously this raptors combat knife. He raised his pistol ever so slightly.

Terrek whirled, saw the airstrike coming. Well, he thought, didn't imagine it would go down like this. Looks like Mu Cephei decided to solve the bug problem. He resigned himself to fusion-induced oblivion.

Then she showed up. The little girl. Saved them.

And he found himself in a tower, surrounded by those he'd been with before the blast, and a couple he hadn't.

"Drop the gun, etc. / 0.05 seconds etc"

"No, wait. Let him take it. We're now in an unknown location surrounded by who-knows-what. There's clearly some kind of hostile force here. We may have to rely on each other to survive and I'm sure as fuck not going to die to infighting." He whirled to face the man he'd held at gunpoint for the last few minutes. "Look, I don't like you, but we're going to have to trust each other for the time being. So, gesture of good faith." offered Terrek as he holstered the Gauss pistol, "I'm going to trust you."

He held out his hand, "Javoh Terrek. Imperial agent. And you?"

"Let me ask again... where am I... and how did I get here?"

And turned again. "Look, let's try to keep the hostility to a minimum, alright? We don't know where we are. Your guess is as good as mine."

Mr.O disembarked the vehicle, swearing with his own voice, producing a menacing, deep grumble. He took what equipment he had salvaged, along with Maximus's storage pod, which he was yet to figure out, and put the items in his pack, which sealed as he closed it to await his next usage. He checked on the hunter in the back of the truck, who seemed to be doing better. Gingerly, he picked him up and slung him over one of his shoulders. He looked with hunger at the now looted corpse.
As he edged closer to another perspective meal, he noticed the dinosaur like creature standing in their midst and approaced it with some caution. "Who are you?" he asked.

OOC-Nods to Xcapia for the "Oshi-" did we just divide by zero?

Elendil heard voices behind him, What the hell? he thought to himself. How did I not see these people. He deactivated his helmet lamps, activated his stealth systems and listened to what these newcomers had to say.

The man looked back fully as the group began coming to life. Suddenly he detected a small motion in the shadows and forcefully grabbed the corspe and flung it in the direction of the movement. "Dammit, if you wanna go stealth then stop moving. I can still HEAR you!" He said. No longer concentrating on the girl.

X lowered the pistol, sighing softly. The soldier at the dead body was obviously an experienced soldier. He wasn't sure about the rest of them. He holstered his pistol and leaned over his case. Slinging an empty belt around his waist. taking off his jacket, removing the bayonet and setting it aside as he clipped a weapons vest on himself. He moved with practiced and measured movements, assembling his hear on his body at the speed a soldier takes apart his rifle.

He switched the position of his pistol to his calf, tightening the straps and securing it there. pulling another set of pouches from the case as he strapped them to his right and left hips. the one on the right took up almost his whole thigh. The one on the left was multiple pouches, unmistakably an ammo pack. Securing a hud over his left eye and drawing an HK MSG-90A1. checking its action to make sure a round was chambered. Leaving its scope attached as he clipped the weapon to the chest strap. Now connected to his chest he clipped the case shut with his jacket in it and stood up. Looking around then up. Then at the elevators.

"So, we going up, or down..." He asked drolly, securing the knife to a new place on his bare chest, slinging the case over his back. The case bore multiple weapons scars from both energy and ballistic. As he looked around his HUD picked up various energy signatures, nothing abnormal. Motion sensor showed no targets within its 30 foot range and his bio sensor showed nothing out of the ordinary that wasn't behind a wall.

"Alpha one, Special forces Black ops. I'm known as X." He said absently, checking to make sure everything was secure.

HK MSG-90A1 (http://world.guns.ru/sniper/hk_msg90a1.jpg)

Mr.O watch with disdain as his next meal was thrown as a weapon. He moved closer to the reptile, trying to identify his species, but failing. "I am Mr.O, and it seems now that I am not the only monster here with a taste for nomular brevity."

He turned to Reptilian and smiled, time for a new start. "Redemption Unit, the one and only. Pleased to meet you, I assume we're both elite soldiers?" He said with a fake cheerfulness, something inside him told him to be very careful. The pistol aiming at his head was still a 'threat'.

A wolf-like figure is sitting on a metal chair, the figure has chopper and white fur. The Mu Cepheian is in a dimly lit room and a table is in front of him. This scene is seen from the point of view of a camera. A voice off camera speaks.

"What is your name and rank, good sir?"

"I am Ethelwolf Guinn. Until just recently I was a pack leader in my clan. Now I am the clan leader and will soon become the ruler of one of the Eight Dynasties of Mu Cephei," Ethelwolf speaks, shifting in the steel chair.

"Good, lets get straight to the point. Why did you do the thing you did?"

"I do not know what you mean by that question. Can you go into more detail?" Ethelwolf fidgeted in his seat, placing both of his paws on the steel table.

"Why did you destroy the planet?"

"As you know, whenever it turns out that there is a large swarm of monsters on the planet, we nuke that sector and call it a day. The whole planet was covered with them so I gave the order to destroy the planet," Ethelwolf whipped some sweat from his forehead.

"We understand that part, but why? You left them to die alone there. I thought they helped you to kill her?" Ethelwolf Guinn laughed.

"That is why I did it. The fact was, they didn't kill Alma. They helped her to become stronger..."

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A girl's laugh made it's way along the walls of the large lobby, reaching the ears of everyone in the room. The laugh was replaced by a girl's voice.

"Want to play a game?"

Johan stepped out of the truck and decided to go find out more about the area. He left the truck and the others "I'm going to check things out" he said before walking off. He walked for a short distance until he could not see the truck, he was inside what seemed like a munitions plant "Guess we can stock up here if theres any in the factory warehouse" he said as he continued wandering around the place.

X snapped his rifle up in the time it took to blink, angled down and secured to his shoulder as he looked around the room. various displays blinking across his HUD as it scanned the area, reading an identifiable supernatural signature. though its source was unknown. "The hell was that...." He paused, absently answering the others question. "I bear no military rank and technically belong to no branch. Officially i don't even exist, Unofficially I'm a rumor."

Just before the voice sounded, Terrek's hud displayed "Source unknown" and played static. He drew the pistol again and removed the silencer, upping the weapon's stopping power. (By my calculations he's sitting on about one million Joules)

"Something is very wrong here, people. Stay alert, branch out. NOW."

He paid no attention to the voice but instead kept his focus divided between the Reptile, the girl, and the small movements. "You're modest, rumors are nothing but words, you on the other hand appear to be flesh and blood. But appearances can always be decieving I suppose," he said, his expression had dissapeared and his voice was filled with indifference.

Meanwhile...

Jack blinked and looked around, a man was standing next to him, the man was dressed in all black leather and cloth armor, his white hair covering most of his face, his eyes hidden behind a pair of goggles. In front of the two a soldier stood behind a panel, he grabbed his personal mic, "Stonin Sir, we have 'em, we couldn't get to the Redemption Unit but Jackson and Ghost are fine." A familiar, stern voice came back through, "Too bad about Redemption, good work on Jack and Ghost. Stonin out."

X held his position, crouching. The case thunked the ground as he did so. his sensors reaching out around the large room. "I think we have to go up." He nodded to the elvators. "I hope i don't need a bigger gun..." He sighed, realizing he had left his C10 in the ship when he had left for his last OP.

Johan found the ware house with no problem. When he saw all the boxes he whistled in amazement "Man look at all this fire power, enough ammo and weapons here to supply a small army for years" He said finding a open crate of disposable shoulder mounted anti-armor weapons. He didn't have much room but he grabbed three of them and strapped them to his back. Unfortunately the rest was ammo for guns and not the guns him self, but the warehouse was probably loaded with one time use rocket launchers.

He ran over to a door the went outside but then something didn't feel right, he had a gut feeling. He cracked the door a tiny bit to see every one starting to spread out "hmm doesn't look good" He said looking around, he then saw a cargo elevator to the roof. He ran back to the open crate and pushed it over to the elevator before getting on himself and taking it to the roof. Once on the roof he pushed the crate to a spot near the edge where he could see every thing "Hope I don't need these" he said to him self before deciding to let every one know he was there "HEY! up here guys! I found ammo I got your backs!"

"I think we have to go up."

Terrek nodded. "Finally, someone makes sense. Let's get out of here, people."

The man watched as the rest of the group began agreeing to take the elevator. "These people are pretty slow," he muttered to himself, he still had a gun focused on him and there were a few things he wanted to know about this group before he started working with them. More importantly, he wanted to know what happened, and what this 'game' was that the disimbodied voice was speaking of.

X stood up and moved to the elevator. Nodding to the soldier as he looked into the elevator. "Well. I don't trust these things. We're on enemy turf." He experimentally stepped on the floor of the elevator with one foot. Applying a bit of pressure to see if it dropped. Scanning it with his sensors to make sure it wasnt booby trapped. "It looks clear so far..."

((OOC: I think everyone else died))

OOC: Greywatch, I'm not sure what you want. I already offered you non-hostility, you totally ignored it.

The Calaverian named Maximus had awoken upon Mr.O's powerful shoulders, they were in a strange dark building. Maximus seemed to feel much better he could move his hands and move his legs slightly. He was able to speak now he replied with a loud gasp seeing as he hadnt been able to speak in what seemed like days. He was screaming on the inside when all of a sudden his words came out of his mouth, rememberd the Xscapian he yelled at the top of his lungs " Animal!!!" then quieting after he realized that he was actually able to speak.

OCC: Xscapia honey ^^

OOC: Perfectly aware of that but I'm RPing and my character is supposed to be slow to trust people. Plus the only person he/I would currently be worried about is Xis with the focused headshot thing going on.

"Want to play a game?"
"No," muttered Kartosh as he followed Mr. O. He noticed that his arm was functioning perfectly now, as if it had never been broken. Some kind of side-affect of whatever had just happened to them, surely.

Skyler lowered her pistol, but did not holster it. Both men were correct in their assessment of their current situation and probably hostile territory. Now was neither the time nor place to interrogate the sniper. But later...she overheard him say something about elite soldiers to the raptor being. Black Ops, she knew it. Moving carefully, she followed the rest to an elevator.
OOC: Okay, I never planned on the planet actually being destroyed, and I will now godmodishly say the Star Snake is invunerable to even nuclear blasts. Because the mercenaries need that ship, it's theirs. I will say it's floating in space where the planet was.

OOC: Perfectly aware of that but I'm RPing and my character is supposed to be slow to trust people. Plus the only person he/I would currently be worried about is Xis with the focused headshot thing going on.

OOC: Oh, okay. Sorry, I thought you'd missed it.