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Task Force Delta. (Decided to change it. Well, wikipedia it.)Task Force Nebula. From the United States Military, are trained to perform once impossible missions, specializing in close combat fighting. Task Force Nebula Members (You may not enter Task Force Nebula):The Rebels:The Oppression: Task Force Delta: 101st Airbourne (reformed)German Troops:Russian Troops:Anti Air Task Force (Real name was never given. Highly secret military Task Force specializing in futuristic weaponry.):Air Support:2006-09-06 [Dreamseller]: -he sat down, holding his M-16, (Yes. Yes i know. An out-dated weapon, but what can i say? I like it. x.x;)
-he stayed up, listening for any indication of an attack.-
2006-09-06 [Synsae]: (there is nothing wrong with an M-16, unless you got one of those classic M-16s from the Vietnam Era... then your in trouble) -wakes up briefly after some noise is made from the trees... slowly a bore cautiously emerges from the treeline... "hey Captain, you hungry?" he whispers-
2006-09-06 [Dreamseller]: (Black Hawk Down much?) -Charlie smiled, and nodded.-
2006-09-06 [Synsae]: (sometimes, as well as Band of Brothers and a few other war movies)-pulls out and attaches the silencer to his M4's muzzle, takes aim at the bore and squeezes the trigger slightly resulting in the bore jumping up suddenly in shock before dropping to its knees-
2006-09-08 [Dreamseller]: Heh. Teddy and Ran are not gonna be happy with that.
2006-09-08 [Synsae]: -gets up from his spot against the tree and picks up his rifle. Starts walking to where he killed the bore but stops half-way there. He taps his foot on the ground a few times. "Hey Sir, I think I stepped on a piece of wood here, I do not mean a branch or a log, it feels like plywood covering something here"
2006-09-10 [Dreamseller]: -Charlie looked at Marek, and then at the ground where he was standing on.- Get off of there! -he took up his m-16- Ran! Come here! -Ran "ran" to them, and after a quick explaination of what you had found, he aimed his own m-16 at the floor on which you were standing.- Ok. Marek, try to find if there's a handle.
2006-09-10 [Synsae]: -Pulls out his Colt 1911 from his leg holster and aims it at the plywood floor while he searches for a handle by brushing off leaves that had fallen over it. After searching for a minute he finds one and grabs onto it. Slowly he lifts up the plywood as it reveals a hole 10 or 15 feet deep and a ladder going down it. He puts his Colt1911 back in its holster and picks his M4 back up using the flashlight installed on it to look down the hole. "I can not see much but it looks like a storage area of some sort, want me to head down there and check it out Sir?"
2006-09-11 [Dreamseller]: -Charlie thought for a moment.- No... You might get yourself hurt... -Ran looked at Charlie in the eyes.- Ok! Whatever! Go down there. Be careful. -he tapped Marek on the shoulder- I'll be right behind you.-
2006-09-11 [Synsae]: -He slung his M4 behind his shoulder and slowly got onto the latter, he then made his way down the hole which led into a 40x30 foot man-made cavern. Once he felt the ground below him, he stepped off the latter and quickly grabbed his M4 from behind his back and did a full 360* turnaround to make sure the room was empty of enemies. "The room is clear, there is nothing down here but wooden boxes, crates, and previously stored firewood. I do not think we were the first people from earth to come to this place as one of the boxes is labelled from Germany in the year 1943." He turned around again this time getting startled by a skeleton in an SS unform. After calming down he searches his tactbelt for a couple of glowsticks and grabs four of them. He snaps the glowsticks to make them produce light and he tosses one in each corner of the room.(if you do not like where I am setting this, let me know, I just figured since we are alone on a unknown planet to earth that we were not expecting to go to... we would be short on ammunition and other supplies... and this way it develops the plot and gives us more ammunition for our firearms as well as other supplies)
2006-09-11 [Dreamseller]: (Well, personally i like it.)
Damn... -Charlie practically jumped down in the hole.- Shit! -a cold shiver passed through them.- This explains everything. The sudden want in more advanced technology... They must have wanted to learn how to get rid of those things. The germans knew about this all along. (Wow. -_- I dunno why, but you actually got me freaked out. >_> -hides under covers-) Which means... There's a way to get the hell off of here! (It wouldn't give us much ammunitions, considering the difference in bullet size and their instability considering their age. They might blow up in our guns.
2006-09-11 [Synsae]: (yeah but I was thinking we could trade in our firearms and use theres... I have thought about the fact that their powder might be too old to use... I was going to use another army like England or Russia... however since this is an RP and fantasy based... we could work that into our favor somehow)
2006-09-11 [Dreamseller]: (Mhm...) -Charlie smiled- I suggest we don't use them till we absolutely need them. What about you?
2006-09-11 [Synsae]: -Gives a confused look-"Well lets open the boxes first, see whats in them, I am sure there should be some ammo and weaponry in them, but we do not know that for sure. If there is supplies like that, then yes, we should use them only when neccessary." He slowly opens up a crate finding 5 old MP44s looking brand new... along with 30 boxes full of ammunition for the firearms. Then he looked puzzled as there was an Browning Automatic Rifle in the mix. He picks up the BAR and says "Sir, it looks like the German infantry got a hold of some of our weaponry back in WW2 and we were not aware of it. I think they might even have some ammo that would be of caliber to this rifle here"
2006-09-12 [Dreamseller]: (Uuugh. T_T I forgot i didn't know what was in the crates.)
Are there any grenades? -he opens his flashlight, and scanned the names of the boxes.-
2006-09-12 [Synsae]: -Browses through the crates opening every other one of them-"Well I am assuming either these Germans never found their way back or this is just one of their first storage areas from their first visit here in WW2... I have not found any weaponry dated after 1945. I found several MP44s, about 20 or more Lugers, and 50 or so K98ks, and plenty of ammunition for them. and also, yes I found some Grenades, are you familiar with Germany's Model 24 grenade?"-He holds up a Grenade on a stick-"I wish I could find some more ammunition for this BAR or any other firearms and ammunition the Germans may have taken from us in WW2, but finding the Lugers and plenty of ammunition for them can at least feed my Colt 1911 considering my Colt is a 9mm not a .45... However, I know, there is no telling how well the old gunpowder will work."
2006-09-12 [Dreamseller]: "Yes. I'm familiar with them. Strange as it sounds." -he took one up.- "We have 30. Not a lot, but better then nothing."
-Ran signalled to both of them.- "Lightbulb." -He pointed to the ceiling.-
-Charlie stared at it for a second, then looked back at Ran.- "Well find a switch!" -he started to run his hands over the rotten wood on the walls.-
2006-09-12 [Synsae]: -Walks over to another crate, tries to lift the top up but this one was nailed down. He takes out his M4's bayonette and pries open the crate's lid and looks in-"Sir, we have 3 Panzerschrecks here with 50 or so rockets to go with them"
2006-09-12 [Dreamseller]: -Charlie walkes over to Marek.- "Good... You know what?" -he plunges his hand in his pocket and takes out a peice of paper and a pen.- "Find out what we got, write it down. Simple enough. But be careful. You're working with extremly unstable explosives here. Ran here's gonna give you a hand... I'll be outside gathering information from the people that live here. Understand?"
2006-09-12 [Synsae]: "Yes Sir"-He takes the piece of paper and pen and starts writing down what he previously found in the crates he looked at and then goes back to openning and looking in the other crates writing down:
20 MP44s - 4,000 rounds
30 Lugers - 3,000 rounds
3 Panzerschrecks - 200 rockets
50 Mauser K98ks - 6,000 rounds
1 BAR - 0 Rounds
-He then moves on to the next crates and opens it finding machinery used to make more ammunitions. "This could come in handy" He tells himself outloud before opening 3 more crates, full of weaponry captured by the Germans in WW2, and he updates the list:
20 M1 Garands - 0 Rounds
30 Thompsons M1/A1s - 0 Rounds
15 Colt 1911s - 0 Rounds
10 BARs - 0 Rounds
2006-09-14 [Dreamseller]: "We need everyone here!" he yelled, as he mentioned to the people passing by to come sit down in front of him. "Everyone! You!" -he pointed to an old man.- "Get the others! Hurry."
2006-09-14 [Synsae]: -After finishing with the storage room he notes a small door in the corner of the room. Grabbing his M4, he slowly opens the door which leads him into a larger room full of beds and desks and another door across the room. Slowly and cautiously he makes his way to the door when a book on one of the desks catches his eye. "Ran, come here!" after waiting a second for Ran to come over "Go check out whats behind that door over there!" He picks up the book and opens it and finds content in it that may become useful. He picks up an old radio that was on the desk and sets the frequency, "Sir, Marek here, found a book containing detailed info on the creatures we are fighting. Details such as pictures of them showing us what all or some of them look like. It also list each of their magical abilities if any and possible weaknesses any of them may have. Looks like the Germans did some studying of these creatures as well as fighting them."
2006-09-15 [Dreamseller]: "Understood. Well done Lt."
-Ran grabbed his m-16 and headed for the door.- Cover me... -he kicked the door open and ran inside. A desk, a cushioned chair, some shelves filled with books, nice wall paper, a well polished floor and a fireplace (Which was mostly for decoration) filled the room.- "Nice..." Ran thought. "We got the captain's chambers!
2006-09-15 [Synsae]: -Stuffs the book inside his jacket and walks into the Captain's chambers. "See anything of use in here?" he asked Ran
2006-09-15 [Dreamseller]: "Map..." Ran said... "It leads to a... It looks like..." -Ran looked up at Marek.- "An airport..."
2006-09-15 [Synsae]: "If the Germans built an airport... Hopefully its still standing with these creatures around... roughly where is it? and radio in Charlie, let him know what you found"-He spots a crate and another door-"I will be right back, going to check out whats behind this door"-He checks out the crate first finding it full of 50mm ammunition-"No
2006-09-15 [Synsae]: "Uwrah!" He yelled outloud "We got humvees!"-Just then a man in a German Infantry uniform jumps out from behind pile of Gas tanks holding a K98k Mauser with a Bayonet. The German lunges the tip of his bayonet at him, but he dodges it and raises the butt of his M4 and strikes the German on the head with it.
2006-09-15 [Synsae]: As the German lays out on the floor, he grabs his handcuffs from his tackbelt and cuffs up the German-"He has no radio... No ammunition on him... Just a K98k and a bayonet" he said to himself... "Ran, if your finished in there, we going back to town" he yelled as he was pushing the German in the back of one of the Humvees. Then he got in the driver's seat and turned on the engine and after it turned over and started he said to himself "At least we know the gasoline is still good"
2006-09-17 [Dreamseller]: (Germans had hummers?)
-Ran went up and hoped in the passenger seat.- "Incredable...
2006-09-17 [Synsae]: (actually they did not... I was just going with the idea that the Germans kept coming to the realms after WW2... I think they would get some Humvees from us as they are our allies now)-Looks at Ran thinking"Heh, I was hoping to suprise the Captain, but ok" then he shifts to 1st gear and steps on the throttle taking it out of the cave and then stops. "We need to cover the entrance before those creatures find it, get on the 50caliber... I will cover the cave up"
2006-09-18 [Dreamseller]: I "didn't" tell him the hummer part." Ran smiled as he got unto the .50. (Correction, the germans have never signed a treaty of peace with anyone. That's why they still have troops in Germany.
2006-09-18 [Synsae]: -Hops out of the Humvee and looks at the size of the hole to the cave"Ok then" he said to himself as he picked up a couple of trees that fell down, from a battle long ago, and placed them infront of the cave. "That looks good" he thought as he got back in the Humvee and started it back up and drove off back towards town.(true, but as I believe they are a part of NATO and even if they are not, I am sure we still supply them with some of our weaponry)
2006-09-19 [Dreamseller]: (Well, considering they have the best tank in the world, they "must" have hummers of their own?) -Ran inspected his surroundings. He didn't especially like the idea of being on the .50. It just wasn't his thing. He prefered using his custom made weapons. A movement behind a bush made him more alert. Then, one of the black creatures sprang out at him. Ran pulled the trigger. Nothing, except for a "Clink" sound.- "SHIT! YOU FORGOT TO LOAD IT!" Ran yelled as he dodged the creature, and entered the hummer. "Jesus Christ!"
2006-09-19 [Synsae]: "I didn't load it because it was already loaded, you just forgot to cock it, pull the bolt back and fire" he yelled back at Ran, just then the black creature leaped on the hood of the Humvee and started to scratch away at the armored hood trying to get to the engine. Quickly without thinking he reached for his Colt 1911 and aimmed at the creature, but before he could fire the creature was ripped apart by a barrage of bullets. "Well it looks like we found town" he said as he stopped the vehicle, turned off the engine, and stepped out.
2006-09-19 [Dreamseller]: -Ran jumped out and started for Marek. Once close enough he burst out laughing like a maniac.-
2006-09-19 [Synsae]: "Whats funny?" He asked... but then he noted that the creature did not transport yet... quickly he pulled out a flash grenade and stuffed it in the body of the creature. He pulled out the pin and walked away from the creature's body just as it transported and took the grenade with him. "Well that definately gives me an idea on how to stop these creatures from transported back" he said outloud
2006-09-19 [Dreamseller]: "No. Nothing. Except that i forgot to cock it." Ran said. "We outta hook timebombs on those things... To kill their bosses." -Ran winked.-
2006-09-19 [Synsae]: "I was more thinking of destroying whatever device is transporting or regenorating these creatures back to life, but your right... a timebomb would be more reasonible to use as a grenade could blow up before the creature even gets transported back, its a plan in progress"-He walked back to the Humvee and grabbed the German prisoner who attacked him earlier"So anyone speak fluent German?"
2006-09-20 [Dreamseller]: "Teddy speaks a little German. Shall we bring this silly man without the loaded gun to him?" Ran snickered.
2006-09-20 [Synsae]: -Takes the keys out of the Humvee and puts them in his pocket-"Ok, guess that is our best option, lets go"
2006-09-20 [Dreamseller]: -Ran took the man by the collar and pushed him towards the direction of the camp.- "Chances are, this guy isn't even German. Orelse he would have loaded his weapon don't you think?" Ran said, as he slapped the man in the face. "Well if you are German... Schneil!... Only word i know." He smiled. (A little harsh, but he's still high on adrenaline and kind of pissed that he nearly killed a fellow soldier.)
2006-09-20 [Synsae]: "He probably only attacked me because he is still living in the WW2 era, I mean look at him, he is wearing the standard German Infantry Uniform for German soldiers during World War 2... and when he attacked me, he did it with an Mauser K98k"- He went through the German soldier's pockets and pulled out a piece of paper. "Look, seems that this guy's name is Siegfried Kraft, born 1917 in Berlin, Germany."-Hand
2006-09-21 [Dreamseller]: "He could have stolen it." Ran winked. "Bleh... Hey... Did you hear that?" -Suddenly, 8 HK416 barrels stuck out of the bushes. "Hände hoch! Laufen Sie nicht!" A manly voice yelled.
2006-09-21 [Synsae]: "Any idea of what he is saying?" He asked while taking position behind the Humvee as 10 AK-108's came out on the other end of the bushes along with a Russian General coming out yelling "Stay where you are Americans!"-He turned around quickly, "So, what do you think Ran and now that we are in town, where the hell are the rest?"
2006-09-21 [Dreamseller]: (HK416s are german. And Hände hoch! Laufen Sie nicht is german also. So why the Russian General?)
"Um... I'm calling for back-up." -You see Ran slowly tilting his head to the side, seemingly wispering to his collar.- "What should we do now?" (Umm. Well, Ran could take em. I don't want to seem like a total powerplayer kinda guy, but he "could" take em if we follow the real Task Force Nebula techniques. x.x) "Let's just try to make peice shall we?" Ran winked yet again.
2006-09-21 [Synsae]: (I know those were German... just bring Russians into this RP, just like we brought the Germans into this.... unfortunately, I do not speak German, so I do not know what "Hande hoch! Laufen Sie nicht!" means?) "Ok, stand down but stay at attention for anything"-The Russian and German troops came out and made their way to Marek and Ran- "Its about time the Americans got here" one of the German troops said snickering. "So this is what the portal brings us this time?" said the Russian General and then he added "Every five days here, which we assume is every 5 years on Earth time, a portal opens somewhere on earth and brings a group of people to this place.... However, some creatures out there kill off as many as possible coming through the portal, I came here 15 days ago with my Army of 10,000 troops and now there are only 11 of us left"
2006-09-22 [Dreamseller]: (Mhm...)
"Aye aye Captain." Ran said sarcastically. -Ran took a deep breath.- Mighty big days ey? Sounds a little bit like this world is travelling at light speed." Ran said, approaching the General. "What do you know about this place?"
2006-09-22 [Synsae]: -Marek noted the General was about to speak when some kind of spike pierced through his head. Suddenly, hot sticky liquid was covering his face, instictively he fell to the ground and wiped out his eyes and took a look at what was on his hands.... it was blood. Quickly his grabbed his M4, and got up off the ground and rushed to where the German and Russian soldiers were already engaged in combat-
2006-09-22 [Dreamseller]: -Ran's eyes widened. He was about 3 inches from the man's face when the spike hit him. Luckily Ran wasn't such a tall guy.- "Everybody down!" -Ran's military instincts immediatly took hold of him. Shifting his vision to infrared, he quickly analized the battlefield. He quickly bent low as an arrow passed right beside his head, sticking itself in the bark of an unfortunate tree. He then looked around, seeing large shapes running towards them. Larger than the other minions he had seen.- "We got unknown company!" Ran yelled. "Need backup NOW! Get your asses here right away!" -He then changed his sight back to normal vision. He started for the direction where he had seen the larger figure. Look around, all he could make out was the minions.- "SHIT!" He ran up to Marek."We need to get the fuck out of here! and we gotta do it fast! Get the Russians, and i'll get the Germans. We run to the camp! Understood Leutanant?!" (According to me, we're still a mile from camp. What about you?)
2006-09-22 [Synsae]: -Fires several small bursts of rounds into the invading creatures, but there were too many of them. "Considering we are vastly outnumbered 10 to 1 right now, EVERYBODY FALL BACK" He then signaled to a Russian Seargent to tell his men to fall back, and after noting acknowledgemen
2006-09-22 [Dreamseller]: -Ran jumped to grab hold of the window sill.- "OK!" He tapped the side of the vehicle to confirm his readiness. As they were driving away, Ran relaxed. There was no way they could keep up with Marek, who was showing execelent driving considering the shit they were in. The wind.. It was getting chilly. And the sun was rising, Ran noted... Right then, all his thoughts drained from him, as a powerful force swooped him down from the humvee to the ground. He then felt hands, feeling around his body for an opening. Ran looked down at the hands that were touching him. Seeing that the creature had extremly long fingernails, Ran looked up to see the face. Dog-like... It was growling... Hungry... After a couple of seconds to recover from the shock, Ran took his pistol out, and shot three rounds into the head of the beast. It flew off Ran. Ran quickly got up to inspect the creature. Red cloaked and hairy... Ran was utterly terrifed. Some of the men that were in the humvee sprang out to get him, but Ran simply shoved them away stubbornly, and got back to the clinging of the vehicle." (Heh. ^^)
2006-09-22 [Synsae]: -Stomped on the throttle and the Humvee took off, he hoped everyone was onboard and was hanging on, he was not stopping or going back for anyone who fell off, but then, the ground shook as the skies filled up with ten F-22 Raptors flying very low to the ground. The ground shook again, this time with a bright orange light burning up behind them. "Thank god for air support" he said outloud to himself just before getting into camp.
2006-09-23 [Dreamseller]: "What the hell was that?!" Ran yelled as he got off the humvee. Charlie ran up to them. "How's it going guys?" He said with a smile. Sam and Fred came to say hi to everyone, but Theodore stayed behind, inspecting the Russian and German soldiers. "Interesting..
Charlie was inspecting the humvee. "Are there more of those?" He asked.
2006-09-23 [Synsae]: "I counted 4 of them, including this one that I drove here" Marek said as he grabbed the keys and got out of the Humvee. "Also, here is the book I told you about earlier" He reached into his jacket, took out the book he found earlier, and handed it over to Charlie. "and Sir, where's the nearest stream to wash this blood off my face?"
2006-09-24 [Dreamseller]: "Here you go." Charlie said, as he gave Marek a bottle of fresh water from Earth. "So what happened?" He asked.
Fred and Ran were in a deep conversation about the way Ran had been thrown off the humvee by the "monster" thing.
2006-09-24 [Synsae]: -Opens the bottle up and pours some of the water over his face- "Well, sir, after we found the humvees we drove to town. Then we went searching for someone who speaks German to help us interogate the German soldier in the WW2 uniform on why he attacked me. That was when the German and Russian soldiers came out. A Russian general was among them but he was killed in the ambush...." He went on to tell him what the General had told him just moments before his death and about the F-22 Raptors that flew by and tookout the creatures that ambushed them.
2006-09-24 [Dreamseller]: "We need to figure out where they come from. Where do you suggest we start searching?" Charlie asked. Ran quickly interviened. There's an airport on this map. -he unfolded it, and showed it.- "Mhm..." Charlie said, as he took it. "But we don't know what direction to take. There isn't any writing, and there isn't any "north" sign..."
Theodore was fast in conversation with the german soldiers.
2006-09-26 [Synsae]: -Scans the horizon as he notes the sun begining to come up-"Well its about time the sun starts to come up"-Realizing he did not reload his M4's clip, he takes the clip out and puts in a fresh clip that is full. Then he reached into his pocket, grabbed a cig, and lit the cig up. "So what do you think we need to do now Sir? Whats first priority at this point?"
(I am having a block on ideas of what to do, hence why my silence in here, sorry)
2006-09-27 [Dreamseller]: "We search for the airport. I suggest Theodore and Ran stay here. You can stay if you want. We can bring Ran if you don't wanna come. Right Ran?" Charlie said, smiling.
"Yup."
"Oh good God!" Sam yelled as he ran towards Marek, reached in his pocket, and took out the cigarette pack. He then inspected it, kissed it, and reached in for one. "Thanks man!" he tapped Marek on the shoulder, as he put it back in your pocket.
"Ok. We eat, then we go out. Whoa?"
2006-09-27 [Synsae]: "Sure you may have one" Marek said jokingly "Your welcome"-He scanned the horizon for any area he thinks a airport would be useful a. He gets his binoculars from the humvee to look at this cliff more closely "Sir, may I suggest, the first place we look is that cliff thats 2 or 3 miles away?"
2006-09-28 [Dreamseller]: "Cliff? Why do you suggest we start there?"
2006-09-28 [Synsae]: "Because I just saw an F-16 fly over it with its landing gears down"
2006-09-28 [Dreamseller]: (>_>) "Oh. That's a good reason." Fred joked. "So ya. You stay or you come?" He picked up one of his M-16s.
2006-09-28 [Synsae]: - Hops in the hummer and turns on the engine "What do you think?" he joked "I am in"-
2006-09-29 [Dreamseller]: -Charlie smiled, as he sat in the passenger seat.- "Step on it." He said, after Fred and Theodore entered.
2006-09-29 [Synsae]: -Marek shifted into drive and stepped on the throttle and drove towards the cliff-
2006-10-07 [Synsae]: -Along the drive Marek something just came to his mind that he thought he had to share- "Sir, I have a theory about something, the Russian General had told me that every 5 days, which is 5 years earth's time right? so its about 1 year on earth equalling 1 day here where we are. Which makes it rather impossible to dig out and design that hole, we were in last night, by hand. Especially since the Germans that came over here in WW2 have only been here for 60 to 70 days now. Its got to take at least 3 months to do that job by hand, then add in the fact that there is an airbase here, which takes a year to build with the technology for runways needed for modern jets to take off, you know such as concrete or asphault has only been around... well... for 100 years... or 100 days earth time which is a little more than 3 months here."
2006-10-07 [Synsae]: "Now, also, add in the fact that the General said he came here with 10,000 troops... I am not saying that is true, but if it is... how does 10,000 troops all disappear from earth all at once and nobody notice it? Ok, so here is my theory... what if when the realms opens a portal every 5 days, it does not just send humans and their equipment over, it also sends over landmarks such as bases, mountains, cliffs, trees, forests, monuments, fields, etc... and what if... it not only portals them through, it duplicates them and leaves a duplicate of what it sent through so that nobody on earth knows they went missing?"
2006-10-07 [Dreamseller]: Charlie thought for a moment, taking in every word. "Well... Wouldn't we be in a highly populated world right now? I mean... The "portal" would have brought an enormous amount of people... I mean... If this world is a little old... Every 5 days people get teleported here... There wouldn't only be colonies... There would be cities like New York in here... Unless we got teleported on the remote side of the world... And i don't think that the germans -that were with the General, and from what Ran told me- were from WW2. And yes, i believe your theory is as good as any. Now, we could find the airport, and "ask" the people that are there? What d'you think?" Charlie winked. "And as for the dissapearance of the regiment, I wouldn't be impressed that they got caught by surprise and were slaughtered."
2006-10-07 [Synsae]: "Well I have a hunch... that the portals that open are operated by the rebels fighting the oppression... its pretty clear, to me at least, that they need help and do not have the technology yet to fight them, and so maybe just reciently... like maybe a year or 2 ago on here ago that they started openning the portals to find aid with other planets... and its also quite possible that they do not transport things such as modern cities, villages, and other modern places because they do not want to much modern technology to corrupt their medievil lifestyles... I mean... image what transporting a modern city like Boston, New York... or Las Vegas would effect the lifestyles of these people living in medievil culture. It would be like introducing people from the year 500 to the year 2000 in over the course of a year or two on this planet. And yes, your right, we should ask the people at the airport for more information" Marek slowed down to cross a small stream, "Now about the disappearance of the regiment, that also could serve as a clue to why this place is not that populated, considering that a mass amount of people being transported into one spot would be highly noticed(such as the regiment) the oppression would be there first thing to make sure those numbers would get cut down greatly, don't you think?" Marek finished crossing the stream and noted a low flying B-17 flying up ahead with 15 of those flying creatures circling around it getting ready to strike it down "We should help out that bomber before those creatures help themselves to it"
2006-10-07 [Dreamseller]: Charlie nodded, only wanting to answer when he had the time. Sam was already prepared. He had taken out his RPG and loaded it. Theodore was loading his. "Or... The Oppression controls the portals, and needs to feed. And what we now know that in our world, they probably know of this portal considering the regiment's dissapearance must have made 5 o'clock news. -Sam fired his RPG, hitting one of the creautures and injuring one.
2006-10-07 [Synsae]: "Remember 15 days here is 15 years in earth time" Marek swirved the Humvee away from the creature, that Sam killed, as it hit the ground on the road they were taking, he did not want to blow a tire if one of the bones stuck up if he drove over it "The Russian Regiment came here 15 days ago, thats 15 years ago on earth, it would have made the news 15 years ago, and I do not recall it ever being on the news then" Marek looked up at the B-17 again seeing one of the creatures smash through and pull out a man from the ball turret and just drop him 50 feet to the ground they were coming up on. As the humvee passed the man who fell Marek noted some movement in the man, quickly he stepped on the brakes and yelled "GET OUT THE STRETCHER NOW!" Marek jumped out the humvee with his M4 ready. As the creature swooped down to grab the man it dropped, Marek openned fire and watched the creature crash right into the bush-guarded grill of the humvee. He briefly looked at the grill to make sure the creature did not puncture the radiator or any other vital pieces of equipment that the humvee needed "The humvee is ok, just a little dented, I hate gremlins"
2006-10-08 [Dreamseller]: "He didn't say anything about 15 days." Charlie said, as he took out one of his short swords from his back, and cut the head off of a creature that was just passing by to get to the fallen man. "WE GO BACK!" Charlie yelled, as something exploded in the bushes beside him, pushing him against the humvee. "GET IN THE HUMVEE! GO! GO! GO!" Charlie shot some of the 50 or so creatures that were running towards them. "We go get the other humvees and return with a larger force. There's no way we can break through them." Charlie yelled at Marek, after another bomb exploded in front of them.
2006-10-08 [Synsae]: - Pushed back by the explosion he quickly got up, he looked to the sky to see that the gremlins had took off 2 of the B-17 propellors. He then pick up his M4 and aimed at the line of creatures rushing them, he pulled the trigger and never stopped shooting in short bursts taking down 10 creatures before his clip ran out. He got back into the humvee and waited for everybody alive to get in-
2006-10-08 [Synsae]: -Plays a recording from his talk with the dead General for Charlie to listen to "I came here 15 days ago with my Army of 10,000 troops and now there are only 11 of us left"
2006-10-08 [Dreamseller]: -Charlie frowned.- "Ran didn't tell me that. OK! Let's get going!"
2006-10-08 [Synsae]: "What about the ball turret gunner who fell? we just going to let the creatures finish him off?"-Marek shifted to drive so he can take off as soon as he got his answer-
2006-10-08 [Dreamseller]: "He's already in the fucking trunk. MAREK! NOBODY GETS LEFT BEHIND YOU KNOW THAT! NOW STEP ON IT!"
2006-10-08 [Synsae]: "I KNOW THAT SIR! I WAS JUST CHECKING TO MAKE SURE YOU KNOW THAT!"-Marek floored the throttle and the humvee took off, He cut down half of the creatures by running them over as he turned around and drove back across the stream-"Well that is interesting sir, the creatures, they are not even crossing the stream, its like they are afraid of it"- Marek looked to the sky again, this time to spot the same group of F-22 Raptors fly over head and turn around in attack formation- "Thank god for air support, EVERYBODY HANG ON ITS GOING TO GET REALLY ROUGH ON THE GROUND IN A FEW SECONDS!"
2006-10-08 [Dreamseller]: "Roger that. HOLD ON!" He said to his collar.
2006-10-08 [Synsae]: -Marek felt the ground under the Humvee become very unstable and at one point the vehicle nearly turned over. Marek slowed down to keep the humvee from losing complete control as the F-22 Raptors launched missles after missles at the group of creatures near the stream's water bank-
2006-10-08 [Dreamseller]: "Ok! Shift in gear 2." Charlie instructed, and the sound of gun fire could be heard in the back seats.
2006-10-08 [Synsae]: - Steps on the clutch and shifts to 2nd gear. He looked back in the mirror and saw the entire area behind them engulfed in flames. He yelled, "OK STOP FIRING UNLESS YOU SEE THE CREATURES!!! CONSERVE AMMO!!"
2006-10-09 [Dreamseller]: "What the "fuck" do you think we're seeing?" Sam yelled from behind, with a notion of hate when saying the word "fuck". He was caught up in the moment. Fred, on the other hand, had a wife and kids to go back to. Meaning he wanted to act the most professional way he could to get out.
2006-10-10 [Synsae]: -With the words that just came out of Sam's mouth, Marek pulled a really realy sharp U-turn- "Sorry Sir, but I need to make a fucking point right now" he said to Charlie. Marek drove right up to the point where the ones in the back were shooting at and seeing only trees. Marek got out and fired 3 shots into every tree he saw from his M4 as soon as he reloaded it. Seeing no blood from any of the trees Marek yelled out to Sam, "I SEE ONLY TREES HERE, I DO NOT SEE ANY CREATURES, THE CREATURES THAT YOU ARE SEEING ARE ABOUT 3 MILES BACK AT THE POINT WHERE THOSE F-22 RAPTORS TURNED THE AREA INTO ASH AND RUBBLE, AT THE BANK OF THE STREAM THEY NEVER DECIDED TO CROSS."- Marek stormed into backed into the humvee rather pissed at this point, shifted to drive and took off heading back to camp. "WHEN WE GET BACK TO EARTH, GET YOUR EYES CHECKED, THATS AN ORDER"- He shifted to 2nd and then to 3rd gear as he continued accellorating on the path, but suddenly he stopped when he noted the cave entrance to where he found the underground base earlier last night. Climbing out of the vehicle, Marek asked for some help uncovering the bushes he used to cover the entrance of the cave. "Help me clear this brush pile off, we can get supplies and try to stabilize the ball turret gunner in here before we move on"
2006-10-10 [Synsae]: (ok, I probably got out of character there, I am trying to mold Marek into the type of character portraid by Lt. Spears in the show "Band of Brothers" but also be like Capt. Steele's character in "Black Hawk Down" when someone talks back to him like the way Fred did... but as I said... I probably got out of character there)
2006-10-10 [Dreamseller]: Everything went silent. Charlie got out of the humvee, and walked up to help Marek. "Don't you talk to my soldiers like that ever again got that?!" He wispered harshly. Sam walked out, slammed the door and walked up to Marek. "Son of a bitch!" He yelled, as Fred got out quickly. He didn't try to delay Sam in any way. Sam stopped a foot away from Marek, seemingly trying to calm himself. With no sign at all, he took a step to the side, taking you by surprise, he threw his fist in the direction of your face. Charlie was already on top of him before the fist could land on it's mark. "WE NEED TO WORK TOGETHER!" Charlie yelled at Sam.
"THAT TASK FORCE DELTA ASSHOLE GAVE ME AN ORDER "CAPTAIN"!"
"I DON'T CARE! I ALREADY TALKED TO HIM ABOUT IT! THE LAST THING WE NEED IS A WOUNDED ALLY!"
Fred walked up to Sam, and put his hand on Sam's shoulder.
"Come on man." He said, as they walked away back to the humvee, but not with a two glares from their part.
"You're shouldn't have done that." Charlie said, as he took up a branch and threw it out of the way.
2006-10-10 [Dreamseller]: (Fred didn't do anything. -_-)
2006-10-10 [Synsae]: -Throughout all that, Marek just ignored Sam's rantings looking him straight in the eye and never even flinching. He had heard Charlie and acknowledged what he had said but he did what he did to prove that he was right and that ammunition was being wasted on trees. "Well what would you have suggested I done?" He asked while picking up a bunch of branches and tossing them to the side.
2006-10-10 [Synsae]: (oops, my mistake)
2006-10-10 [Dreamseller]: Charlie approached Marek closely, looking down at him. "You give no orders. Understand?" He said sharply.
They then suddenly heard a screech. "Hurry the hell up. They're coming... FRED! SAM! COVER!"
"WE GOT UNKNOWN CREATURES! SAM! COVER LEFT!" Fred yelled.
They heard a couple of shots behind fire.
"Ok. Fuck this." Charlie said, as he ripped a hole in the organic wall. "Come on." He ran in, 2 of his M9 berretas leading.
2006-10-10 [Synsae]: -Marek went straight to the Humvee and drove it on in the cave entrance. After shutting the vehicle down he quickly hopped out and stood guard at the entrance with his M4 ready but being careful not to be seen by anything-
2006-10-10 [Dreamseller]: Charlie ran, suddenly seeing in infrared. He saw the humvee, silently resting in it's place. Deciding that this might be the last time they ever got to see this place, he took up boxes of ammunitions and weapons and stacked them in the back. He then got in, started the motor, and drove for the exit, careful to have brought gasoline buckets.
2006-10-11 [Synsae]: (I am assuming you took one of the other humvees and not the one I been driving) Marek saw Charlie take a humvee out of the cave, and deciding that he had the best idea, Marek quickly ran to the storage area and grabbed several small crates of weapons(mostly K98ks, and MP44 as well as 1 Panzerschreck and rockets to go with it) and ammunition to go with the firearms. Quickly he loaded the crates into the back of the humvee he has been using and then went and got a barrel of gasoline and loaded it in back with the crates, but first he made sure the vehicle's tank was topped off. He was about to take off but then he saw the ball turret gunner still in one of the beds in the barracks area. "If you guys are going to leave, I am going to stay, someone needs to stay here and protect this place just incase that guy pulls through."
2006-10-11 [Dreamseller]: (-.- That's right.) Charlie looked back in the barracks. "What the fuck?!" Charlie sighed. "Get 'im in the back dammit! FRED! SAM! COME HERE!"
Fred ran towards them, while Sam covered. Then the precedure was repeated with the opposite people.
"Sir!" Fred said, as he blasted the head off of one of the creatures.
"Can we, or can we not defend this place?!"
"We can't fight these guys Sir!"
Suddenly, another character ran towards them. This one was spitting blood, it's head half severed from it's body.
"DOWN!" Sam yelled, as he pushed Charlie to the ground, and shot the thing right between the eyes 3 three times.
"Ugh!" Charlie said. "Ran! Are you there?!"
"Copy that Captain." Ran's voice appeared from nowhere.
"We're in deep shit here! I need you to get to the airport and tell anyone who's there that we need help! I don't think they can spot us through all these thick trees. A thrown flair would just bounce back, and an RPG would just hit a branch and detonate. We need you here! Understood?!"
"Sir! I'll just get there and help you guys with the Germans and Russians!"
"No! You'll get yourself captured. More and more of these... Fuckin' zombies dammit! We're being pressed hard! MAREK! GET THAT HUMVEE AND MAKE A MAKESHIFT WALL WITH IT TO BLOCK THE ENTRANCE! WE'RE STAYING HERE FOR THE NIGHT!"
(Hmm... If Charlie isn't thinking right, it's because he doesn't know what's happening.)
2006-10-11 [Synsae]: - Got in one of the humvee's and parked it sideways at the enterance. Marek thought about it for a few seconds and thought it would be better to have this humvee flipped on its side to cover the enterance- "Sir, can you spare a couple of men to flip this vehicle on it's side?
2006-10-12 [Dreamseller]: -Sam started to take the recources out of the humvee, while Fred and Charlie took the doors of the humvee, and flipped it on it's side. Adrenaline was fast pumping in their veins.
"Ok! Sam! Get on the .50 at the opposite side. If anything passes through, give 'em 1 in the head and 2 in the chest."
Sam ran up to it and stepped in the other humvee.
"Marek! Fred!" He walked up to them and handed them each a shuvel. (Or however you write it. T_T;) "Start digging! This place leads right back to town! After we finish, we regroup with the others! Ran! Send us some men down here!"
2006-10-12 [Synsae]: -Marek started digging immediately, he dug until the hole he was digging resembled a foxhole, assuming that was what he was suppose to dig and he made sure the dirt that he was digging out landed on the humvee blocking the enterance to conceal it and make sure that the creatures did not see it, it would be like setting up a sniping position and giving the sniper a machine gun to shoot with and then the creatures started coming out of the brushline, 10 at first then 20, 30, 40. Marek ducked down into the foxhole, as Sam openned fire, so as not to be hit in the crossfire-
2006-10-13 [Dreamseller]: "TRENCH! TREENCH!" Charlie yelled, as he took up a shuvle and started digging himself. (I was thinking we were like in a storage thing... There's only one entrance right?)
2006-10-13 [Synsae]: (there's the entrance to the cave which is the garage, then the garage leads into the captain's office, then to the barracks, and finally the storage area, now I thought we were in the garage and blocking the cave entrance with the humvee and digging foxholes outside)
2006-10-13 [Dreamseller]: (Riiight. Sorry. :P Hmm... One question. What the diferrence between a fox hole and a trench? Sorry. T_T I'm dumb.)
2006-10-14 [Synsae]: (foxhole is a hole that soldiers sleep in and use for cover.... trenches... pretty much the same but forms a line from area to area thats covered from enemy fire)
2006-10-14 [Dreamseller]: (Understood. And i thought the tunnel lead to the town.)
2006-10-14 [Synsae]: (I do not think it matters either way... I think both entrances are close to town anyways)
2006-10-14 [Dreamseller]: (Hmm... So which do we choose? I mean, we entered like this "Plank of wood - Storage area - barracks - captain's quarters - humvees.")
2006-10-14 [Synsae]: -Marek yelled to the captain because the rounds being fired were to loud, "Sir, this place is to close to town. Let me take the only humvee we have outside and loaded up to pick up the Russian and German troops to go defend the town"-
2006-10-14 [Synsae]: (would you permit me to make more catagories for characters... I mean... considering we have the Russians, Germans, and people at the airbase... and could use some characters to go in those places)
2006-10-14 [Dreamseller]: "Ugh... I don't know..." Charlie sighed. He then climbed the humvee that was on it's side. He saw something that normal people would have lost all hope when seeing. Blood was everywhere. Some headless... Some armless... But all were dead... That was for sure...
But he had Marek to get out of here. and Fred. Sam... Sam was willing to die for any mission. And Charlie... The army was his life. His country was his life. But being here, and never be remembered, or maybe remembered as a deserter, was too much for him.
"SAM! Come here! Get your M-60. And clear us a path to the humvee." He yelled.
2006-10-14 [Synsae]: -Marek picked up his M4 and attatched his bayonette on it... ready to charge to the humvee. He was just about out of the hole when something exploded with a force the blew him back and slammed him against solid ground wall just a few feet from the cave's entrance. He fell 4 feet to the ground back into the foxhole. It took him a few seconds to shake off what just happened to him, but when he snapped out of it, he was more than just pissed, "THEY BLEW UP THE HUMVEE." He felt his eyes turn red and he was about to lose control of a demon that he was keeping secret but under control until now. "Captain, I would highly suggest you get ALL of your men back in the cave right now" he yelled with a deep voice.(Just doing some character background development here)
2006-10-15 [Dreamseller]: Sam got thrown off farther, but managed to land on his feet, as he slipped on the ground for 2 meters. Fred rushed to the .50 and started fire like a maniac at the creatures, giving enough time for the others to start running in the Barracks.
"PETROL!" Charlie yelled. "GET IT! GET IT!"
He ran up to the stack of barrels, and shoved them one by one in the Barracks. "THEY'LL BLOW IT UP!"
(Mhm. So... You'll add the Russians, Germans and the people at the airbase to the list of joinings?)
2006-10-15 [Synsae]: (yes, I will... I just wanted to check to see if you would let me)
2006-10-15 [Dreamseller]: (^^; No prob.)
2006-10-15 [Synsae]: -Marek placed his M4 by laying it on the ground and quickly took off his belt and shirt, he would not need them for what he was about to do. He crindged in pain as he curled up and got on all fours and he said again to the captain, "Sir, if your not going to take my suggestion to get inside the cave... at least don't shoot the wolf." With that, he shredded his skin completely and stood up being a foot taller then he was as human, though he had the head of a large wolf, he had the body of a strong human with dark grey fur covering him and crimson red eyes that glowed. He lept 20 feet out into the openning and started shredding the creatures to pieces as the came out. When they stopped coming, he walked straight into the brushline where only the sounds of creatures in agony and the sharp deafing howls of a wolf could be heard. One creature managed to run out of the treeline but Marek jumped ontop of it and picked it up by the throat just staring the creature straight into it's eyes before taking a direct bite into the creature's neck tearing the head from its body before tossing the corpse aside. Marek sniffed the area trying to find more creatures in the area, but there was none left he got them all. He let out one more deep and sharp howl before shedding his skin again, returning to human form, and the howls of a wolf turned into the scream of a man. (sorry, I could not resist doing that.)
2006-10-16 [Dreamseller]: Charlie was stunned. He had seen military projects gone wrong... But this?
"What the fuck Marek!?" Charlie said, as he walked out angrily. "You got any more secrets we should know about? EY?!"
He then calmed down. Seeing that all your clothes had been ripped by the tranfermation, he signalled to get back in the barracks and change, as he eyed Fred and Sam. "We got him," Charlie said to his collar.
(Heh. Nice. You just made a huge change in the Rp for the better.)
2006-10-16 [Synsae]: "Military project? No, I am NOT some kind of military experiment gone wrong. It was more like a failed military mission I was in before I transferred to Delta" Marek got changed. "Six years ago, my unit was in Ukraine doing some training exercise when we was attacked not by someone, but by something. My Unit was torn to shreds and I was the only survivor, do you wish to know more? and don't worry, when I shift into my werewolf form, I control myself" Marek, lit up another cigarette.
2006-10-16 [Dreamseller]: "I never said you were" Charlie said. "And yes, i "do" wish to know more."
2006-10-16 [Synsae]: "Ok, as I have said, I was in a different unit on a training mission six years ago, when we were attacked by a group of lycans, or werewolves to most, in Ukraine. They caught us completely off-guard and not prepared, the weapons we used were loaded with blanks, obviously for training mission reasons. I was the first to be attacked, bitten and tossed against a tree, I passed out from lack of blood. I do not remember much from there. All I can guess is my unit got me fixed up and hidden before they were killed off, because when I woke up the next morning... nothing but blood. The next fullmoon I figured out what had happened, as it was my time to turn into what it was that attacked me. Over the years, I have studied myself, learned to control my habits, learned when and where I can and should turn. For instance, I do not need a fullmoon to turn, just the fullmoon makes me stronger, and I can shift during daylight if I want."
2006-10-17 [Synsae]: (I am trying to think of a better name for the bomber squadron... if you can think of anything... feel free to change it)
2006-10-17 [Dreamseller]: (Wow. XD! What a Dog Soldiers rip-off. ^^;) "You survived? I thought they were all dead." Charlie said, as he backed away. But he had no choice than to believe Marek. "Ugh. This mission is full of surprises. Bleh." He shrugged the thought away.
Sam ran towards them, Berreta M9 drawn and pointed at Marek. "Captain? What happened?"
"It's ok. Get your weapon down. He's fine. Now Marek, go get clothes in the barracks." Charlie said.
2006-10-17 [Synsae]: -Looks at himself-"I thought I was already changed and in the barracks" he THOUGHT to himself. He quickly got dressed again and went outside to get his M4 and shirt that he took off before shifting-(There is no spoon, yeah I know, but not matter what story I use to come up with, probably would have been used in a movie already)
2006-10-17 [Dreamseller]: "Heh", Charlie followed him around and finally said something. "So what do you think? We should stay here for the night or try and find the camp?"
2006-10-17 [Synsae]: "If you want my suggestion, we can defend this bunker, we have barracks here, and supplies... I suggest we relocate the camp to here because the camp is in the open and an easy target... so yes, I think we should stay here the night but also try to find camp to move it"
(I am going to start using my other characters here, so hopefully won't confuse anyone)
Reaper flew around in his MK-I Spitfire viewing the ground and scouting the area. He had always enjoyed the view from above. The scenery was beautiful but it was such a shame it was being savagely attacked by the creatures. The one thing he hated was flying alone out here because the gremlins always attacked in packs of 5 or 6... sometimes in even greater numbers. Then, an image flying at his 10 o'clock was flying fast towards him. he quickly looked around for more bogeys, seeing none he engaged the creature coming at him, it was the first time he had seen a gremlin flying solo...-
2006-10-18 [Dreamseller]: "Agreed," Charlie said, though he had already known the answer. Tomorrow we set out for camp. Marek, you guard the entrance with Fred while the rest of us get some rest. Hm?"
2006-10-18 [Synsae]: -Marek picked up his M4 and went to the entrance of the cave, sitting down to guard it-
-Reaper saw the gremlin gain altitude, but this was no suprise to him... gremlins often gain altitude to attack its prey like a falcon. This tactic was easy to avoid by just flying straight, which is what Reaper did, he waiting for the gremlin to start swooping down on him and when it did, Reaper counted... "5...4...3...2
at one he quickly turned the Spitfire making the gremlin miss him, and then he turn the Spitfire more in the same direction making it fall forward and getting him behind the gremlin. After lining up his shot he fired a few short bursts and viewed the creature fall to the ground.-
-Marek jumped slightly as a creature hit the ground a few feet from the grave, he then calmed down and lit up another cig saying "someone lost in a dogfight"-
2006-10-18 [Dreamseller]: Fred walked up to the Gremlin shooting in it's head 3 times with his M9 Beretta. "No need to take chances." He said.
2006-10-19 [Synsae]: -Quickly grabbed a grenade and stuffed it into one of the creatures bulletholes as the creature faded away taking the grenade and all to wherever it is going... as soon as the gremlin was gone, Marek walked to the cave holding the pin that used to be attatched to the grenade he put in the gremlin-
-Reaper landed after taking down that one gremlin because at that point his shift was over and it was time for the next pilot flying recon to go up. He taxi'ed to where he parked his plane and got out just as the "Terror of the skies" squadron took off, and he wondered what was going on, that specific squadron never went up unless the ground forces were starting to be slaughtered somewhere.... quickly he yelled to the mechanic servicing his plane "fill it up and reload the ammo... I want to go back up asap"-
2006-10-19 [Dreamseller]: Fred smiled. "Sweet," He said, as he tapped sat down and pulled a cover on himself. "It's gonna be night soon. Quite chilly."
2006-10-19 [Synsae]: -Marek agreed as he rolled out a sleeping bag he got from storage and he was about to fall asleep just as those 10 F-22 Raptors flew over head and woke him up "Bloody Hell, now what?" Marek said to himself.-
-Demon hated these long flights to help out the infantry, but he knew the reason for it, he just hated the fact that he could run out of gas suddenly without warning on the ride home... now it was time to tell his squad what they were doing "Ok, listen up, this current mission is to destroy enemy targets attacking the infantry in sector 23"
"Christ Demon, that sector is more than 5 hours away... 10 hour trip, we even going to have the gas to get back?" Puck radioed back to Demon
"Doesn't matter, we are soldier pilots, we do as ordered, now put your nightvision on, its getting dark out now" Demon replied back to Puck-
2006-10-20 [Dreamseller]: -Fred smiled- "At least me know that there are other people out here getting our backs. I don't think the "gremlins" aren't smart enough to learn how to fly. Or maybe a higher rank?"
2006-10-20 [Synsae]: -Marek looked at Fred, "Sorry, just did not expect a late night fly by from our friends at the airbase. and now I am curious as to what those flyboys are up to" Marek walked into the barracks and picked up a long range radio bringing it back to his sleeping bag. He then set it up and turned it on with the volume down low... trying to pick up the radio settings to the F-22s-
2006-10-20 [Dreamseller]: Fred watched, ripping some grass and inspecting.
2006-10-20 [Synsae]: -Marek suddenly caught the radio frequency to the F-22 Raptors, "haha, now lets see what they are doing"
-Puck looked to the left of his aircraft and spotted several gremlins coming their way... he screamed in the radio to Demon, "Sir, we have several gremlins flying towards us at 9 o'clock"
Bullseye then responded, "and we have 10 coming at us from 3"
"Thats nothing... You have 20 coming at you on your 6" Reaper said over the radio from his Spitfire as he flew towards the group behind the 20 gremlins
Demon yelled out, "BREAK FORMATION, SWITCH TO CANNON FIRE AND ATTACK ALL HOSTELS!!!"
2006-10-21 [Dreamseller]: Fred looked at the sky and saw an aircraft firing at 3 gremlins. "Shall we help?" He said, as he got up and got to the .50 of the humvee.
2006-10-21 [Synsae]: "They are way out of range, if they get closer, sure... open fire, but it would be a waste of ammo to open fire at them now" Marek replied
-Puck and Bullseye broke formation as Demon ordered, Puck went left, Bullseye went right...
-Reaper who was coming from behind immediately openned fire at the 20 gremlins dropping only 5 before they scattered. One gremlin tried to land on reaper's wing but reaper did a corkscrew, shaking the gremlin off the plane, and then making a very sharp upside down turn getting the creature in his sights long enough to pull the trigger and drop it... Reaper spoke on the radio "6 down 34 to go"-
2006-10-21 [Dreamseller]: "Well then, you take the .50, and I'll..." Fred scrambled out and started to climb a tree. "I can see everything perfectly from here!"
2006-10-21 [Synsae]: by the time Reaper had taken out the 6 gremlins trailing his squad, Demon had completely turned around his F-22 and started to engage the creatures, Puck had taken out 3 of the 10 creatures attacking them from their left, and Bullseye had shot down 4 from their right... "Make that 13 down and 27 to go" Bullseye said on the radio to correct Reaper.
Demon had ordered the rest of the squad to fly on to continue the mission. Him, Puck, Bullseye, and Reaper would take care of the massive amount of gremlins that were in their way. Reaper had 4 gremlins trailing his tail that he could not shake, quickly Demon got behind the 4 creatures and picked off 2 of them, the other 2 split up and now there was 1 behind Reaper and the other behind Demon.
Demon quickly faked a left turned and reduced the throttle greatly while tilting the plane up making it slow down suddenly. The creature overshot and passed Demon with that manuever and Demon had the gremlin back in his site, he quickly pulled the trigger and dropped it before he punched the throttle back on. "Thats 16 down now"
Reaper had another trick up his sleeve to get the gremlin off his 6, instead of braking, he pushed the throttle all the way up and climbed up getting altitude and he waiting for the gremlin to stop gaining altitude. It would not be long, the creature already started slowing down gaining the height, and then Reapers plane stalled which was his plan. As the nose of his Spitfire pointed to the ground, the gremlin was there 50 feet below him, and there was 7 more gremlins with him. He wasted no time in pulling the trigger and dropping all 8 of them "Now its 24 down and 16 to go"-
-Marek just watched the dogfight going on in the sky, "Now there's some good fighter pilots"-
2006-10-22 [Dreamseller]: Fred was trying to get their attention. They should know that there are other survivors after all. He quickly took one of his flares and popped the cap, throwing it amazingly high in the sky.
2006-10-22 [Dreamseller]: (Well, you Rp planes well. XD)
2006-10-22 [Synsae]: -Now Reaper had a problem, he was going too fast to pull up quickly so he has to slowly pull back on the stick which means he will be getting way to close to the ground. On top of all that, he had 10 of the last 6 gremlins right behind him.
Demon, Puck, and Bullseye quickly got behind the 10 gremlins following Reaper. They shot down 3 of the 10, but the last of the 6 not following Reaper quickly got on their tails.
2006-10-23 [Dreamseller]: Fred quickly took up his M-16, and shot 2 rounds, dropping one of the 6.
2006-10-24 [Synsae]: -By the time Reaper was leveled out, he nearly brushed the tree line and for a moment he thought he did when he heard something pierce his wing, he looked down and saw 2 infantry men firing at the gremlins behind him and then he got on the radio "Hey watch the friendly fire down there"
Puck and Bullseye quickly pulled up and allowed some gremlins to get on their planes, then they did some rolls to knock them off, while this was going on Demon was turning around and lining up a shot. Puck and Bullseye quickly got out of the way as Demon pulled the trigger and dropped all 6 of them.
Marek quickly pulled the trigger on the 50cal as soon as the Spitfire passed by. He managed to hit and drop 4 of the gremlins. The rest of the 2 gremlins were still following Reaper and Reaper was losing fuel fast... he must have scrapped the treeline after all but he knew a small round hit his wing as a bullethole went through it. Reaper redused the throttle and flipped his Spitfire quickly over getting the 2 gremlins in his sight and squeesing the trigger to drop both of them before pushing the throttle forward again to try and pick up speed to stay in the air but he had ran out of gas and all he could do was glide into the treeline. Which is what he did, with the belly and wings of the plane scraping against the trees Reaper glided foward into the trees before hitting the solid ground and coming to a complete stop. Reaper made a quick call on the radio "Pilot down, need to be retrieved, Sector 5" before blacking out-
2006-10-25 [Dreamseller]: (XD! I don't think Fred would have missed though. -.-;)
Fred rushed out of the tree, as he had overlooked the plane going down.
"Marek! Charlie! Sam! In the humvee "now"!" He yelled, and he ran towards the drivers seat. Sam and Charlie were already up and running, themselves, towards them. "We got a pilot down," Fred explained, as he started the engine. "He won't last a minute with these creatures about."
With seconds they were rushing at 40 km/h down a stony path. It nearly looked like a road, except that it had random tree in the middle of it. The smoke was getting higher, and they were getting closer. When Fred estimate them to be beside the downed plane, he braked hard, then rushed out of the humvee. "Fred, Sam, scan that area!" Charlie said, trying to regain control of the situation. "Marek, come with me."
2006-10-25 [Synsae]: (never said he did miss, the round could have penitrated Reaper's wing and still have hit the gremlin, or visa versa)
-The screen on Demon nav system flashed, "We have a new mission Puck and Bullseye, we are to secure the area where Reaper crashed and hold until the Blackhawks retrieve Reaper and get him to the base"
All three of them got to the sector quickly, and began circling around the area like buzzards with each of them equally spaced between each other... and then... the Black Hawks flew in.
-Marek looked to the sky, those F-22 Raptors were flying around like that for 15 minutes, but then, a new sound was heard and immediately he knew what they were. "Sir, they sent some Blackhawks to the crash site" Marek spotted the plane's fusaloge and he immediately sent up a flare, he knew the Blackhawks were still looking for the plane, and with no time at all, 2 Blackhawks hovered around the crash site. "That was fast" Marek said as he stepped back and out of the way for a few repel ropes dropping from the Blackhawks.
2006-10-27 [Dreamseller]: (My mistake. ^^;)
Charlie smiled, as he took out a hammer and pounded on the plane's window. Flames had devoloped on the right wing. Slowly but surely, he pulled Reaper out, with the help of Sam.
"We got ourselves a ride," Charlie told a still concious but dizy Reaper. Sam, having already flown a Black Hawk helicopter, felt at home.
2006-10-27 [Synsae]: -Marek grabbed the hoist and basket and put it in the ground, he signalled to put Reaper in the basket and then signalled to the Blackhawk to lift him up once Reaper was in there. Marek then got on one of the repel ropes and quickly climbed up it-
2006-10-28 [Dreamseller]: (Well... They would have thrown ladders down. ^^;)
Charlie and his team did the same. When they were finally there, they all smiled except for Fred, who was in the other chopper with Marek. He was all over Reaper, checking the pulse and searching for scars and internal bleeding.
Meanwhile, Sam entered the cockpit. Noticing that the right seat was empty, he slipped in and put the headphones.
"Hey there. My name's Sam. Came for Fort Bennington, then got transfered to Task Force Nebula." Sam said.
"Sam?!" A voice said, a note of joy in it's voice.
"Ya," Sam said. Noticing the plane was tilting, he quickly looked at the power meter.
"Haha! Dude! It's Christ!" The voice said.
"What the hell?! Christ! I thought you had died 5 years a..." Sam said.
"Nope. Got transfered here, along with my co-pilot," Christ said, pointing to the other Black Hawk helicopter.
"Ha! This is great!" Sam yelled to the others in the back. "I know this guy!"
Christ smiled as his darn luck.
Meanwhile, Charlie was thinking... Already it had been 2 years they were gone. Had their families given up on them and moved on?
2006-10-28 [Synsae]: -Marek looked over Reaper, he was not in too bad of a situation, the ball turret gunner from the B-17 however was in worse conditions than this pilot here.
"We also have a ball turret gunner from a B-17 that crashed yesterday afternoon in a bunker not far from here" he told the members of the Black Hawk he was in
-Demon, Puck, and Bullseye came into formation surrounding the Black Hawks as they flew towards the airbase on the cliffs. Demon radio'd over to the Black Hawks, "So how is Reaper doing over there?"
2006-10-29 [Dreamseller]: "He's fine. Just a little shaken," The pilot of Fred's Black Hawk said. "Let's get back to base fast." Tilting even more to the front, the chopper gradually gained speed.
Meanwhile, Sam and Christ were in a deep conversation about the Airbase.
"How the hell do you guys live? I mean, food and all," Sam asked.
"Hah! Believe it or not, our priority was to get animals and plants for farms. The Airbase has extremly long fences, keeping out the ground gremlins and protecting our farms. There's the anti air task force that keep out things from the skies. In other words, we have our little city there. We managed to group some rebel villages, along with civilians that got transported here. We're living quite steadily."
2006-10-29 [Synsae]: -Demon, Puck, and Bullseye flew alongside the Blackhawks escorting them to the airbase when a radio transmission from the rest of the Terror of the Skies squad broadcasted, "This is Gunner from the Terror of the Skies squadron, we are under heavy attack by gremlins in the skies and Imps on the ground in sector 11, we are taking heavy hits, we have already lost 2 planes, we need backup now!!!"
-Demon looked at his fuel gauge he had it at half fuel, enough to get there but getting back would be the questionable part-
-Puck also looked at his gauge and it was also 1/2 full-
"Terror of the Skies, we get back to base, we refuel and rearm, and then we head back out to help our team" Demon said of the radio
"Terror of the Skies you do that, we will help your squad out for as long as we can" said someone over the radio just as a group of WW2 aircraft passed by
-Marek counted 9 WW2 aircraft flying by... 3 P-40 Warhawks, 2 P-51 Mustangs, 2 Spitfires, and 2 Bf-109s-
-Demon responded over the radio back to the WW2 aircraft, "Roger that Knights of the Air, you go get them we will be there as soon as possible"
2006-10-30 [Dreamseller]: Sam looked at Christ. "Ugh," he said, as he heard the news. "We need to turn this chopper around. All we need is to get close enough to Sector 11, then Task Force Nebula can walk from there and get to the planes."
Charlie heard, and started looking around for gremlins in the skies. "No gremlins," He reported.
"Demon, this is a Sam from Task Force Nebula. We're turning around. Continue on back to base. Then rejoin us at Sector 11. We "have" got enough fuel to make the journey and land. But then we need another Black Hawk to come and give us some jerry cans," Sam said. "Our mission is to go see if anyone's alive in the fallen aircrafts. It's gonna take too long to get back to base and refuel. They'll probably be overwhelmed by creatures by then... Ready for it Christ?" Sam asked.
"Ready for anything Sam," Christ said, pressing something on the roof of the helicopter. They then turned and headed East.
2006-11-02 [Synsae]: -Demon radio'd back to Sam, "Sam this is Demon, I do not need to order you not to do that, nor do I have the authority as you are not one of my men... however, be advised that the Knights of the Skies squadron are highly skilled dogfighting aces, they can handle the gremlins that are out there.... however, it would take less time to send some Blackhawks, to retrieve any surviving pilots, since they are already in the air... so go ahead... I am not going to stop you even if I had the authority... however, I trust the Blackhawk carrying Reaper will still be heading to the base and not turning around as we do need to get Reaper to the medic to check him out."
-Marek radio'd back to the other Blackhawk, "If your going to turn back, may I suggest you stop by the cave and pick up the ball turret gunner we rescued earlier?"
2006-11-02 [Synsae]: -Falcon flew in his Bf-109 heading towards Sector 11 to aid the Terror of the Skies... earlier Reaper crashed and is currently being med-evac'd to the base, which left Falcon in charge of the "Knights of the Air" squad... and after hearing the communication over the radio he spoke up, "This is Falcon... Lightning and Fly, if your going to turn around, I will have a few of my men turn back and escort you as close as you can to Sector 11"
2006-11-02 [Dreamseller]: "Roger that Demon. But no man gets left behind. They can't simply land and get the pilots. We "have" to get there soon. Over." Sam said as he steadied the chopper. "No need for that Falcon. We've got everything under control. We need you to escort the wounded first."
Charlie smiled, and taped Sam's helmet. "Let's go get these guys." He said.
(I really don't know what to say, because i don't know what Falcon is gonna say.)
2006-11-02 [Synsae]: Demon responded to Sam, "Sam, you pretty much said what I said with fewer words"
Falcon spoke, "I do not know who spoke, but we are under orders to take care of the Gremlins first.... we can escort you to or near sector 11 but when we are in Sector 11 we need to kill the Gremlins we can not break off to do any escorting after that"
2006-11-03 [Dreamseller]: Sam got back to Demon, "Roger that. Over." He took care in looking on the ground for any strange things, when he spotted wooden spikes, directed right at them. Gremlins were trying to light what seemed to be a fuse with matches. "What the hell? Rpgs at 6 o'clock." The helicopter shifted fast, as a wooden spike passed the rudder. "Shit what the fuck?" Christ said, as he tilted the front of the helicopter dangerously low. Sam directly connected to Falcon. "Falcon, this is Sam. We need you to take out these guys on the ground. We're just sitting ducks."
Charlie frowned. How the hell did they propel these things in the air?
"Just like in 93, ey Sam?" Christ said, smiling, as 2 more spikes flew by. (Well, i didn't know what they could have. I mean, wooden spikes seem the best even if know i "know" they can't get lifted in the air by gunpowder. Considering the amount of gun powder needed would blow the think upside down. Let's just said it's like an RPG. Only the top of the spike get thrown. =/)
2006-11-03 [Synsae]: -Falcon quickly turned his Bf-109 around and had spotted the creatures firing at the Blackhawk. He nosed down as 2 of his men came in to follow, 3 was better then 1 he thought. As soon as he was in range, Falcon pulled the trigger dropping all that he could before he needed to pull up. He looked back to see how many they got and he did not see any that they missed.
Meanwhile, Demon, Puck, and Bullseye had already landed and were busy getting refuelled while Reaper was taken to the clinic to be checked out.
2006-11-04 [Dreamseller]: Smiling, Sam looked at Christ. "Never thought I'd be here with you."
Christ smiled back. "Let's just get there and fast."
They were arriving. Planes could be seen fighting in defensive positions over a peice of land. Already the chopper was making noises of having low fuel. "Bettie's right. We gotta land soon or we're gonna fall."
2006-11-04 [Synsae]: -Demon over heard the communication from Christ's Blackhawk over the radio, "Christ, this is Kevin, and yeah I know I am not using our codenames but thats besides the point... a KC-135 Stratotanker just took off for Sector 11 about 15 minutes ago, it should be there in 5 minutes you can use it to refuel"... and then Demon taxied out to the runway as his F-22 was finally refueled and re-armed... Puck was behind him and after Puck was Bulleyes
Marek watched as the 3 F-22 Raptors went out onto the runway and he had to plug his ears as all 3 jets throttled up and took to the air. "This brings back memories" he said to himself outloud.-
2006-11-05 [Dreamseller]: Christ heard Demon. "Roger that Demon. We're gonna have to walk the rest of the way. If we don't land now, we won't have enough fuel for landing." And with that, he started to decend. Faster then he usually would of course. Upon landing, Charlie and Theodore rushed out, followed by Sam.
"I'll stay here for when they're gonna come with the fuel," Christ said. "I can take care of myself."
Sam didn't seem sure, but he knew Christ was elite. He could indeed take care of himself.
They started running towards the crash site in a row. It wasn't hard to see where the crash was. There was a large cloud of smoke above the trees. It must have already caught on fire. The started to run faster, as they heard footsteps nearing them.
Fred layed a hand on Marek's shoulder. "What do you mean?" he said.
2006-11-05 [Synsae]: -Marek looked back at Fred, "When I first enlisted, I enlisted as a paratrooper, I was assigned to the newly reconstructed 101st Airbourne... yeah I know the 101st was disbanded after WWII but the Army wanted to reform the famous squad to see if we would have the same success that they did... well... we did have the same success but the Army changed their minds and after 5 years the group was disbanded.... again... so I was transfered to a new squadron and well you know what happened there.... anyways... watching the planes took off reminded me of the days I spend training to be a paratrooper watching the planes take off and getting ready for my turn to jump"
-"Puck and Bullseye put on the afterburner we need to get there quick" Demon ordered to his 2 men with him
-Falcon was already engaged in dogfights, there was too many gremlins in the air and the Imps on the ground made it worse despite the fact he had shot down 20 gremlins already since his arrival, but that was just a dent of the amount of creatures here. The Terror of the Skies, or what was left of them when they got here, had shot multiple missles at the Imps and only managed to take out half of what was down there, but then they had to head back to base as their fuel was low, but more importantly they used up 99% of their ammunition.... So it was just the Knights of the Air squadron and 3 of the Terror of the Skies squadron fighting off the gremlins-
(btw if you did not figure it out, I am calling the gremlins the creatures that fly... and the Imps are the creatures on the ground that shoot fire, spikes, or whatever)
2006-11-06 [Dreamseller]: Fred put on a look of interest. "I never was really trained in anything more then fast roping down a Black Hawk..." Fred paused. "You seem sad..."
"Oh shit!" Sam yelled, as he popped the head off one of the Imps. "GO GO GO!"
Charlie was the first on to arrive on the scene of the crash. His jaw dropped, as all the remaining things that gave hint of a crash was a black mark on the ground, with little spots of fire. "Flacon! Flacon, you there? I don't think anyone survived the first crash site. All there's left is a black mark. We'll continue on to Crash site number two."
Sam and Theodore were still running, taking defensive positions. Charlie ran after them. More and more cries and footsteps could be heard.
"Teddy! Sam!" Charlie yelled after them. "I think we're dealing with a couple of hundreds of Imps here. When we arrive at the site, make sure it's safe before running for the pilot." Sam and Theodore nodded. "Let's go." Charlie said.
Nelson walked towards Marek and Fred. "I'm going back out for a patrol. You guys wanna come?"
2006-11-07 [Synsae]: -Charlie, you do know that F-22 Raptors come with ejection seats and that it was recorded that 2 ejection seats were used when the planes were going down... the pilots of the planes could be anywhere within a 2 mile radius of the crash site... I do not know why you told me about your status down there... if your asking for coverfire... me and my squad can not cover for you... we are busy trying to clear the skies from gremlins" Falcon then squeesed the trigger and took down 3 gremlins flying in a single row chasing one of his men-
"This is Demon, you have 3 minutes to get yourselves into cover... we will take care of the Imps on the ground... we're carrying serious firepower and we will be coming in hot" Demon said as he, Puck and Bullseye were getting into attack formation... Demon up front.... Puck behind him to the right and Bullseye behind him to the left-
2006-11-07 [Dreamseller]: "What the fuck?..." Charlie muttured, as he heard Falcon. He then switched back to Demon. "Demon, this is Charlie. Don't waste your ammo until we find the pilots. The creatures are always gonna come back anyways."
Charlie then heard a twig snap beside him. Thinking fast, he jumped out of range for arms to reach.
"Wait! Don't shoot. We're friendlies," A man said, as he stepped out of his hiding place. Apparently a pilot, he was carrying another man. "His leg's hurt bad. He sais he can't feel a thing."
2006-11-08 [Synsae]: -Demon shook his head, "Ok, let me know when you are in the clear, we were not loaded with ATG missles to not use them" Demon then broke off attack formation and swung around to make another pass waiting to hear confirmation that they were clear-
Falcon and his squad had just killed off the rest of the gremlins flying around the area, he and his squad still had more than enough ammunition to go around and make several strafing runs, "Charlie, Falcon here, we are done with the bogies in the sky, is there any way you can mark your position so that we know where you are.... me and my squad can make some strafing runs to keep back the Imps from getting close to you while you find some cover... Demon, Puck, and Bullseye can then take over and finish off the Imps"
Marek reached into his pocket and viewed the famous screaming Eagle patch, of the 101st, that he has kept on him since day one of the second time the squad was disbanded... he looked at Fred, "I am not sad, just good memories... never did consider myself part of Delta or the other squad I was in, never spent enough time in either, hell, I have only been with Delta for 2 months before this happened" he then put the patch back in his pocket and picked up his M4 and looked at Nelson, "Ok, I am ready to go"-
2006-11-08 [Dreamseller]: "Oh. You're gonna use them. Just not yet. We can hear loud... Stronger screams then Imps." Charlie answered Demon, then got to Falcom. "We'll throw a flare. Alright?"
Theodore heard, and directly popped a flair in the sky. "There we go," He then said.
"Alright guys. Start digging," Charlie said. After a couple of minutes, the screams were dangerously close, but they were in a tiny trench, which was covered with branches and leaves.
"Don't think they'll find us," Charlie said, laughing at the irony of being stuck in a tiny hole in the ground.
Meanwhile Nelson was flying around the camp in his Black Hawk, with Marek in front and Fred in the back. "Wanna try this baby out?" Nelson asked, having heard Marek's airforce history. "I'll stay at the controls." Nelson smiled, looking at Marek straight in the eyes.
2006-11-09 [Synsae]: -Falcon and his squad started making strafing runs at the Imps holding them back within 100 yards from where the flare went up. First he would go in, dive down low, shoot into a crowd of Imps and then pull up as the next pilot came down and shot into the crowd of Imps.
Demon radio'd back to Charlie, "Let us know when your ready for us to flatten the area around you" he then though for a moment about the stronger screams Charlie told him about and then he realized what they were from, "Charlie, I hope you are ready now because those screams your hearing are not Imps, they belong to 20 feet high creatures with metal plated skin that is only able to be penatraited by rockets, not even 50 caliber rounds get through it, it only knocks the creature down and stun it for a minute... we are coming in now because if you are hearing those screams, you are in more trouble than you can even think of" Demon and his squad got into attack formation "Falcon stop firing and head home now, your ammunition is no good with these creatures, we will take it from here" he then locked in on the targetted area and gave the command "Fire all of them out" as he rapidly squeesed the button on his joystick sending missle after missle into the area and then pulled out, "Demon to base, send out the Gift Givers we need B-52s and B-17s along with other bombers in this sector. Puck was up next...
Marek told Nelson, "No, I am good, I get my thrills by jumping out of planes" then he looked to the runway as a line of B-17s, B-52s, and Tupolev Tu-160s were taxying out to the runway for take off, "You do have a good amount of bombers here I see"-
2006-11-09 [Dreamseller]: "Oh fuck!" Charlie wispered, as he heard what Demon said. "Get your Rpgs out. And when are they gonna pick us up Demon?"
Fred was hearing everything that was happening over the radio. "Now they're saying that 20 feet high creatures are attacking them."
"Ya. We "do" have a good handful of bombers... Lemme guess... You want to jump off one," Nelson said, smirking. "That's dangerous in this world. And a lot of trouble since we have to find you and get you back.
2006-11-10 [Synsae]: -Demon answered Charlie, "I do not know when they will pick you up, mostlikely it will be after we secure the area... which should be soon, the first few bombers have just taken off and are on their way now" he looked back just as Bullseye had completed his run... and looked to the ground as Pucks missles hit their targets on the ground..."By the way Charlie, you should dig in deeper, even though you may already be dug in good right now, the bombers that are coming will be carrying cluster bombs and some napalm after to ensure that all the custers have detonated... the napalm also serves for another purpose... it heats up the metal skin on those creatures to the point where it melts" Demon then told Puck and Bullseye, "Ok, lets stay in the area and keep it stable and under control until the bombers get here to flatten the ground"
-Falcon and his squad landed back at the airbase as the last bomber was taking off... he taxi'd to his parking spot and slowly climbed out of his BF-109-
-Marek looked at Nelson again, "You forget I am a paratrooper and I belong to the 101st, I am used to being dropped into foreign soil and surrounded without supplies for weeks"-
(lol, I am so close to creating another group called the 101st and having the characters be the Band of Brothers from WW2...except we have enough groups here right now)
2006-11-10 [Dreamseller]: "Roger that, but be careful with that shit. I don't wanna be fried alive, much to less blown apart," Charlie answered, as he and his men started digging deeper and started to strenghed the walls.
Fred was smiling. "Sounds a lot like Task Force Nebula. They drop us off, leave us there until we complete the mission, and then ask us how we wanna come back. Simple as that. I'm not even sure if I'm supose to tell you this, but who cares. After this, i'm done. I quit. Hah," Fred said, bending over to the front. "Charlie, Sam, Theodore, Ran and me are the only ones left in Task Force Nebula. The rest of them dissapeared. Probably got tired of the job, or maybe they're going out as mercenaries. I don't know. But what i do know is that if they're not dead, they're a threat. Anyways, that's beside the point. I meant that we got a lot common..." Fred paused, then smiled. "Let's get marrieds" He said, laughing and tapping Marek on the shoulder.
(Hmm... Well, i don't see why you couldn't. I mean, "you" gotta get it together and all. I mean Marek's gotta talk to people and see if he can create it.)
2006-11-11 [Synsae]: "Believe me, we do not want to cook you either" Demon answered to Charlie, he looked to his 10o'clock as the first specs of bombers got onto the horizon. "Bombers are on their way, ETA is 45 minutes.... me and my 2 wingmen here will use cannon fire to hold back the creatures... obviously we can not kill them.... but as I have said... we can stun them long enough to keep them from moving closer to you"
Marek laughed at Fred, "Sorry man, you are not my type" he joked back to him, with that he took off his delta patch on his shoulder and stuck the screaming eagle patch of the 101st on there, "Delta is good and all, but as I have not been in this unit very long to accept it... and as I am probably the only one left or at least the only one here... I am going back to my 101st roots"
2006-11-12 [Dreamseller]: "Roger that," Charlie answered, hearing gun fire from above. Hearing some of the creature's footsteps right above them, Charlie decided that it would be better if they would just fight back until evac arrived. He would just continue hiding for a moment. "Demon, i think they spotted us." He said, hearing sniffings. "Shit!" He yelled, as the roof of the hole was ripped apart. Thinking wuickly, Sam shot 3 bullets in the body of an imp. They all ran out, except for the injured pilot. Sam handed the uninjured pilot a spare m-16 rifle. "Be careful with that," he said, patting him on the shoulder and running to meet Charlie.
"Ok. We'll secure the hole. I'll contact Demon and tell him that we got found." Charlie said, firing 2 bullets in a coming creature. He radioed demon. "Demon, this is Charlie. Our cover is blown. We're fighting back. I think we can hold the imps back, but the others... I dunno. We'll try with Rpgs."
Fred nodded, smiling. "Bleh. Hah. I'm good with Nebula. Made me see places i never saw before. Haha."
2006-11-13 [Synsae]: (agh sorry... if its possible to have writers block in an RP.... I am having it... lol)
2006-11-14 [Synsae]: -Demon looked to the ground and saw the group of soldiers on the ground firing back at the Imps and the 20 foot creatures to hold them off, "Roger that, you now have 30 minutes until the bombers are in range" Demon had to think quick of the best way to help them out... there cover was blown... but they were still holding off the hole, the cover just needed to be re-enforced, "Charlie, how deep did you get the hole to before you were discovered?"
Marek looked to the sun rising from the east, day three was starting, or well year 3 was starting and then he realized the helicopter was over the cave entrance he had found on the 1st day and went back to the 2nd day, "Nelson, stop here for a moment, we have an injured ball turret gunner in that cave that we forgot to go back for, plus several infantry men... if anything, we should at least get that gunner to the med hospital.-
Nathan openned his eyes, his consciousness(sp?) was in and out all night the night before, 70 days on this planet and he would still prefer flying over Berlin and shooting down Bf-109s over these creatures... he did not remember much, just getting ripped out of his ball turret and falling to the ground, then being picked up and taken somewhere, he did not know where, but he was surrounded by Germans and Russian soldiers, he tried to move, but his leg was in too much pain and then the pain set in throughout his whole body."
2006-11-14 [Dreamseller]: "Ugh. About 6 feet. Why?" Charlie answered, throwing a grenade at one of the 3 20 foot creatures that were apparently trying to box them in. "We got a wounded here. We need evac more sooner. I don't know if we can hold em out for 30 minutes. I'm not even sure if we have enough ammo." Charlie said, running up to Sam. "Dude, only shoot at what you can hit." And he did the same to Theodore.
"Negative." Nelson replied, starting to circle the perimeter. "We don't know if there's anything down there.
Fred frowned. "Fast rope us. We'll send up flares if it's safe to land. Orelse we'll just climb back up." He explained.
"Whatever you say. Deploying ropes." Nelson said back.
Ran was still setting defenses around the town, which had now become a mini fortress. 2 sets of walls now defended it for the Imps, but there wasn't much he could do for the gremlins. He was the only one with firearms, and didn't want to waste bullets training others.
2006-11-14 [Dreamseller]: (What's a writers block? :P)
2006-11-14 [Synsae]: "Because your not going to like what I am about to do.... Puck, your in charge until I return..." Demon hit a button in the cockpit that released the gasoline from his F-22, this was a standard option incase a jet was given bad gasoline or was about to crash, he lined up his landing zone and began to decend to the area landing in the area of where Charlie and his men were.... his F-22 violently shook as it hit the earth, "C'mon hold together for me, just hold together just a few more feet, He said as the plane came to a stop covering the hole that Charlie made. Demon openned up the hatch and grabbed his Mp5 from within the cockpit and started shooting short bursts into a crowd of Imps, he put a few pipebombs on each of the landing gears and he yelled out to Charlie and his men, "If you trust me, get back in the hole please" Demon slid under the plane and got into the hole.
-Puck took command he swooped down to cover Demon who appeared to have released his gasoline and started to decend as if to land, "DAMN IT DEMON, I KNEW YOU WERE A CRAZY PSYCHOPATH, don't get yourself killed man, we need you to lead this squad" and he immediately knew what Demon was doing, he shot at some 20 foot creaturesand knocking them down as they emerged from the treeline and he thought, amazing that these creatures we so big and so heavily armored yet they can barely lift a rock 3 times the size of a 17" computer monitor.... must be all that metal skin holding back their muscles.
Marek went down the fast rope first, saw that is was clear and stepped away from the rope as Fred came down, "Ok, considering you got the flare gun, you let Nelson know its clear, I will go see how the ball turret gunner is doing." Marek disappeared into the cave and saw the Russian and German troops busy playing poker, darts, and other activities. He shook his head and went straight to the injured gunner, seeing that he was good he rolled the bed he was on out to the garage area of the bunker and called out to Fred to help him get this guy out through the humvee blockaid that they put up yesterday.
Nathan felt the bed he was sitting on move, but he was to disoriented to notice where it was going
2006-11-17 [Synsae]: (so... we out of ideas of where to go in this RP now... or what?)
2006-11-17 [Dreamseller]: Charlie saw a glimse of Demon's plane pass by above the thick trees. Seeing a trail of gas, he understood.
"EVERYONE BACK IN THE HOLE!" Charlie yelled at the top of his lungs, as every rushed back to a tight defensive position around the hole.
"What's up?" Sam asked, spitting some sand.
"Just get in!" Charlie said, pushing the pilot in.
Once they were all in, they started the waiting game.
Fred made his way towards the humvee, still scanning about with his pointed M-16.
"Yo. What do you need me to do?" He asked.
(Sorry. T_T I wasn't here alot cause i feel like shit. >_> Went to the doctors.)
2006-11-17 [Synsae]: -Demon, picked up his Mp5 and aimed at the planes landing gears... he told everyone, "Cover your heads" as he squeesed the trigger shooting off the landing gears forcing the plane to collapse covering the hole... and then... to get fresh air coming in so they would not suffocate... Demon shot through the fusalodge of the plane ripping holes through the sheet metal for air to get through.
"Help me manuever this stretcher through the humvee, there is no other way to get him out of here" Marek told Fred as he was strapping Nathan to the stretcher.
-Puck continued flying and fighting off the creatures in the area even after Demon forced his plane to cover the hole. He thought to himself, "Demon, I hope you remembered to take out the radio in that plane"-
2006-11-17 [Synsae]: (no problem.... just wondered why this place was quiet as of lately)
2006-11-18 [Dreamseller]: (x_x Are you in the hole with us?)
Charlie made a grim "hah". This was not the position he had intended to be in, but he had had no choice. He looked around if everyone was there. Counting heads, he smiled.
"Roger that," Fred said, already climbing the humvee. Once on the other side, he grabbed hold of one of the sides of the stretcher, and directed the Russians and Germans to come.
Christ was now in a firefight with his own mob of creatures. His Mp5 not delivering as much damage as he wanted.
2006-11-18 [Synsae]: -Demon looked at his watch, 10 minutes until the bombers would be in range to commence bombing in this sector, he then turned on his flashlight for more light in the hole, "So, where you all from?" he said in an attempt to make conversation to ease the minds of everyone around him, if only for a few minutes.
Puck and Bullseye grouped up with the bombers to provide an escort for them. Eight minutes away and the area where the hole is looked like the size of a pinhole in a wall...
Marek felt the help from the Russians and German troops and they weaved the stretcher through the humvee and out the other side.... as soon as they got out the Russians and Germans went back in the cave so it was just Fred and him getting Nathan to the Blackhawk... he noted that Nelson had already dropped the wince... good he thought, will be a faster hookup-
2006-11-18 [Dreamseller]: "Ugh." Charlie said, breathing on Demon's back neck. "This is gay..." He smirked, as Sam gave a light chuckle.
"Harder..." Sam wispered in Charlie's ear.
"No! We'll take as many men as we can carry!" Fred said.
The pilot couldn't help but laugh at the irony.
2006-11-18 [Synsae]: -Demon looked at his watch again... 5 more minutes... he then reached into his pocket and pulled out a cig, "Pardon me while I smoke" he then lit up the cig.
Marek looked at Sam, "I did not tell them to go away... they went away on their own" he told him as he hooked the wince up to the stretcher-
2006-11-20 [Dreamseller]: With a sudden shift, many heads stretched to approach the cigarette. "Pardon me as i sniff," Sam said.
(You looked at Fred. xD!) "Well then, i'll go get them." Fred said, running back to camp. "Hey! Germans, come here. You're getting in with us."
(Play the germans?)
Meanwhile, as airbase, Imps were steadily approaching the fences. The soldiers were already in defensive positions.
2006-11-20 [Synsae]: -Reached into his pocket again and pulled out his pack and openned it to share the rest as the final minute of the bombers getting in range approached-
-Marek stepped aside as 5 or 6 Germans walked passed him to get to the ropes dropped from the Black Hawk-
-Nathan felt like he was being lifted up... he did not know what was going on he was still dazed and confused-
(ok, I will create some characters for the German and Russian infantry... just need some time to think of who to create)
2006-11-20 [Dreamseller]: "Are there any at base?" Sam asked, tilting his head. The action connected his hair in Theodore's eyes.
"Ugh. Get off..." Theodore said, shaking his head.
"We can take up to 12 men. We can still take some more, and then we can go get Ran," Fred said, signalling towards the cave.
After some time, Fred was up in the chopper, checking Nathan's vital signs, and patching up bruises.
(Right. I can take care of the guys at base.)
"Hank Robinson, this is General Yemi. We're pressed hard at base here... Imps are attacking. Luckily they didn't bring any Gremlins. It's better if you hurry up and come back soon before the gremlins come..." A commanding voice said over the radio.
(I'll take General Yemi if you don't mind. ^^)
2006-11-20 [Synsae]: -"Yes sir" Puck told General Yemi over the radio, "On our way, Bullseye, you heard the General, lets go" Puck and Bullseye pulled up and turned around heading back to base just as the first few bombers dropped their payloads of cluster bombs back onto earth
-"Yeah, there is more at the base" Demon answered to Sam as he began to hear the first few bombs on their way, "and here we go...."-
-Marek started to grab the rope to climb up when several Russians pushed him aside to get to the Blackhawk-
2006-11-20 [Dreamseller]: "Great..." Sam answered. "Won't do any good with us being burned to a crisp."
"HEY!" Fred said, noticing the Russians from the corner of his eye. "He comes!" He yelled, pointing towards Marek. "Make them respect you Marek."
2006-11-21 [Synsae]: -The ground violently shook consistantly as the custerbombs hit and exploded on the surface, Demon put out what little was left of his cig as he covered his head-
-"I was about to get that Fred, I was just going to wait until we were in a safe place to do it... this place we are at might be safe.. but only for a few minutes... who knows when the next time we will be attacked here... not the best place to discipline men if you think about it" Marek climbed up the rope and got inside the Blackhawk where he yelled some Russian language at the Russian soldiers who pushed him.
Puck and Bulleyes stayed switched to cannon fire as the reached the edge of the cliff where Imps were climbing up to get to the base, simultaniously they opened fire into the crowd of Imps on the climb up, "General Yemi, permission to concentrate our fire on the Imps climbing the cliff... we can knock them down before they reach the top" Puck radio'd to the tower-
-Falcon and his squad ran out from the mess hall to their WW2 planes all ready fueled up and reloaded... he zipped up his flightsuit and put his flighthelmit as soon as he got in the cockpit to his Bf-109... he then fired up the engine and strapped himself in as he headed to the runway to take off-
-Reaper snapped out of his daze from the crash... he had no clue at all what was going on... he only knew he was at the airbase's hospital and the airfield was getting very busy with planes taking off more than usual-
2006-11-21 [Dreamseller]: "I think we'll survive..." Sam said, a couple of seconds after the last bomb exploded. "Unless..." sam noticed the hole was starting to fall apart. "SHIT!" He said, trying to hold it back. "Hold the hole!"
"Permission granted. I am going to try and send Falcon's squad to assist the planes carrying the fuel." General Yemi said, scratching his head. "According to the scouts, there's a big concentration of Imps circling "another" kind of hole. We do not know what they're doing. We'll be sending a plane to investigate before they disperse." Yemi said.
Meanwhile, Christ was being orverwhelmed. He quickly entered the chopper and got to the radio. "Where the fuck is my fuel! And i hope they brought bombers." He yelled.
Fred frowned, looking at one of the Russians straight in the eyes. "Marek... Disipline is what makes the military. They had no excuse to grab the rope before you. Better them then you after all." Fred smirked, sitting back. "Not being racist, but it seems that the russians aren't doing a very good job training them."
2006-11-21 [Synsae]: -Marek shook his head a little thinking that it was a lose-lose situation... if he had taken the time to discipline the Russian soldiers... they could have been attacked while they were being distracted from him disciplining them and he could have lost some man power from that... and if he had waited to discipline them... well... they just would not learn from it, "Well thats not racism anyways.... Russian is a nationality not a race" Marek told Fred, "So... are we ready to get going now?"
Falcon and his squad got in the air and made way for fuel planes to provide escot
Demon looked at Sam curious as to how one holds a hole.... but he guessed he meant to keep the hole from getting wider(sorry confused what to do here)
Puck and Bulleyes took turns swooping and firing at the Imps climbing the cliffs
2006-11-22 [Dreamseller]: Fred smiled. "Whatever. Let's go Nelson."
Yemi had ordered snipers to go on the rooftops of every building. This was the strongest offence that he had ever seen. Now specks flying in the horizon could be seen. Probably gremlins, but seemingly bigger.
(The hole is falling on top of you. T_T)
The Imps were making there way to the fence, even if they encoutered a lot of resistance.
2006-11-26 [Synsae]: -Marek sat back in the Blackhawk and just looked out to the horizon, the sun was completely up... he guessed it was about 09:00 now-
Falcon and his squad saw the same specks flying in the horizon, "Hey General, we see some Unidentified Flying Objects flying to our 11, do you wish us to go check them out?"
Puck and Bullseye had finished off the last of the Imps climbing the cliff but now they were completely low on fuel, they had to land and they had to do it now, "Puck to tower, we are very low on fuel we need one of the runways to be prepared for a crash landing"
Demon pressed against the wall of the hole trying to keep it from caving in, just then the last bomb struck and hit the plane covering them flames flew out but did not even come close to hitting them as the plane jumped a few feet in the air before crashing back down ontop of the hole, this gave Demon the opportunity to check out whats going on out there... he quickly peaked his head out seeing only ground dirt being tossed in the air... Imps exploding and those 20 foot creatures melting... he then quickly got his head down as the plane came back down on them-
2006-11-26 [Dreamseller]: "Permission denied. We need you here and now. If they're gremlins and they get close enough, take them out. We'll let them come closer so they can tire themselves out," Yemi said, confident that he had made the right desicion.
"Roger that Puck, runway 5 is clearing," the tower controllers said.
"Is it clear?" Charlie asked Demon. "And get us out of here." He said again, knowing that Demon would not have left them without an exit. "Hopefully we won't have to push it." He said, but then he remembered the pipe bombs.
2006-11-27 [Synsae]: -"Roger that" Falcon said, "Lets go back to the base, they need us back there" Falcon and his team began to turn around but the specks got larger quickly, "General, I can see these creatures more clearly now, they are not gremlins, they are faster than a gremlin, they are now 2 miles away from us, and they look like...." just then the creatures got closer to Falcon's squad, and had passed them quickly, Falcon saw a quick glimse of one of the creatures that was 20 to 25 feet long and had dark green scales covering its body, "Damn it these things are fast, Sir, we have a Dragon problem" just then a huge 20 foot long flame engulfed a P-51 Mustang to the left of him, one of his wingmen, his eyes widened as the plane to caught flame quickly and blew up, "MEN, SPREAD OUT AND ENGAGE!!!"
"The coast is clear, we only need to dig 3 feet to the north of us, there is a crater there 8 feet deep that we can dig to and escape in to"
Puck circled around runway 5 waiting for it to become clear enough for him to land, Bullseye had already landed on another Runway without problems... now it was his turn to try and land, but he has less fuel in the tank than what Bullseye had... on his last circle around the runway he noted it was clear and he lined up with the runway... preparing to land-
2006-11-28 [Dreamseller]: Yemi watched as Falcon's squad started attacking the dragons. "Falcon, tell us if there's a way of killing those things. If there is, i won't order an evacuation." Meanwhile, Killer was getting ready. He put on his vest made of chromium and his jacket with the Task Force Nebula patch sewed on. He then took his specially made gun (A TR-64 to name it.) with cartridges with bullets full of Fluoroantimoni
"How the hell do you know?" Charlie asked.
Yemi radioed Puck. "Puck, when you refuel, get back in the air asap. Falcon will need help getting away from the dragons i suspect." He explained.
Meanwhile Christ was in the air again, flying alone since the fuel planes had recieved orders to go back to base as fast as they could. "Sam..." He said over the radio to Sam. "Dig your yourself out fast. The airbase is being overrun. We might have time to go refuel..."
2006-11-29 [Synsae]: "Killer, I would love to get my squad out of here, however, as you said and as I agree, they are too fast for the types of planes we got here... which means if we run we are dead so we must fight back and attack... and its clear they want to fight as they already killed one of my men while we were not posing a threat to them... and not all the time do the strongest win... sometimes its the one most determined to win... now obviously we can not beat them on speed to outfly them... but we may have a shot at out manuevering them and outsmarting them... thats how we will beat them" Falcon said to Killer as he dodged a dragon trying to swoop onto his Bf-109 and he began to climb straight up gaining altitude, hoping that the dragon would lose breathe in the thin air and pass out before the Bf-109 stalled out....
Demon answered back to Charlie, "Because I am the one who stuck his head out when the bomb blew up the plane forcing it several feet in the air"
"Roger that General, I will do my best not to scratch this F-22 up, with the lack of fuel in it, on landing" Puck radio'd back to General Yemi as he began decending for the crash landing
2006-11-29 [Dreamseller]: Killer shook his head and press the walkie talkie on close to his lips. "Falcon, you don't understand. You won't be able to land if they take the airbase. Come back and refuel, then get back out there. the anti air missiles can take care of the dragons for a couple on minutes." Killer took a rope with a hook attached and ran up the control tower. Once there, he threw the hook at the roof from a window and climbed it. The wind wasn't that bad, he thought, fixing a scope and fixing a tube on the barrel of his TR-64 to give better accuracy. He dropped to the floor and aimed in the direction he could see the dragons in. He looked through the scope and waited for the one of the dragons to stay still for a second. This "was" a couple of kilometers away he needed to shoot from.
"Ugh. Fine. Start digging people..." Charlie said.
"I know you can land it safely son..." Yemi watching everyhting from his window.
2006-11-29 [Synsae]: "Killer, you also do not understand... if we run, they will pick us off before we even get on the approach to land to refuel to get back out there..." Falcon paused for a moment the Dragon chasing him had started to fall back while the other Dragons turned and started flying in a different direction away from the Airbase... it looked like they were flying towards more and new specks in the horizon... he had no clue what was going on but if the Dragons were flying to the other specks... this might be the best time to get back to the airbase and refuel, "Killer disregard that, the Dragons are not heading towards the airbase anymore... looks like they are heading for new specks in the horizon... possibly joining up with more dragons... but we were take the opportunity to land and refuel now that we actually do have a shot at making it back" Falcon nosed his plane to the ground and leveled it off heading back to the base, "Ok, boys... lets return to base and refuel while we got the chance"
Demon picked up a shovel and started digging... within a few minutes they broke to the outside where the crater was, now they just had to make the hole wider so they could fit through
Puck watched the gauges, he knew he was just running on fumes now... he was just 30... 25.... 20...15 yards away from the start of the asphault on the runway.... 10... 5...0.... he held the nose up a little to kill off some momentum on the decent... when the rear tires hit the pavement on the plane shook hard... it was not a good thing...
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