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3.80 / 5.00 4,200 ViewsHe took up a battle axe and a compact assault rifle. He also equiped himself with a sidearm pistol, just to be sure. Putting on the battle uniform of Eli's force, he smiled slightly. "Now I'm ready for war..." He thanked Collins, and allowed him to lead where ever necissary. "You're my eyes and ears in this world Collins."
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*Collins smiled as he led Fuast out the door and down a long hallway.*
Collins: Someone has to be there otherwise you may have wound up in the hands of our enemy. We couldn't let that happen now could we. I guess where we're off to now is completly up to you. We don't have anything to do untill the firefights over. Is there anything else you'd like to see or do?
"Not really, other than finally getting my hands into the war after thousands of years of slumbering... Either way, what is it you would do in times like these?" He was interested in getting to know Collins better. After all, he was going to fight with him if all luck came together.
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^Be fighting with
(May have confused you there, just corrected to stop that from happening. =D)
He clicked his neck, unused to the feeling of the battle uniform. Either way, atleast he wouldn't be fighting in his underwear, or totally naked like the rougish celtics of yore.
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(lol I read the first one and was like wtf he's going to betray me, then i read your correction.)
*Collins just kept wondering around.*
Usually I'd make a call to my wife on the space station orbiting Neptune. Then go and read an old book. Usually something like Braveheart or something. Then take a nap and listen to music and wait for the siren signaling that we are sending out troops for ground assault.
(It was originally inteded to sound like fight ith him in a side by side manner, but it came out wrong. =P)
"I suppose I could just find somewhere to relax, and practice my axe work..." he said, grinning slightly. "If there was a forgery in here, I could make a few more weapons for others. It'd take a while to make each one, and for high quality days, even weeks, but such a project would pass the time."
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Collins: There arn't many people around here who fight with traditional weaponry. Eli likes swords but he has his own. Pontius enjoys axes but only ones much bigger than this. *Collins motions in the direction of a huge metal battle axe 7 foot in length and looks to weigh about 100 pounds if not more.* But we have no forge on the ship. This is ship is mainly used for battle. If you would like to practice your axe work we have a large training area down this hallway. When you enter the simulation area tell it the kind of setting you want and the level of strength from the bot. You can also have the bot change to a shape of your choosing. It is all voice activated.
*Jean goes to his quarters and prepares for war. Amoung his modern equipment, the staff, the pistols, the sword and the whip he takes something from his trophy case. One of his old Glock 45's. He remembers that era fully. Meeting Josphine, remebering her French accent. Arian, your boy desperatly needed a role model. The arrow you fired to distract that girl still stands in my collection to remember your honor. Grey, I hope you are in the same afterlife as your love. Where did my true brother Rebel go? He checks it. Fully operational, that vaccum system was flawless in preservation. One full clip of 15 rounds, he tucks it behind his coat. This battle will honor all the friends that fell. This stand will mean something. This stand will prevent extermination. This stand would show the Avatars the strength of a man. This day nature will be shown in full strength.
*Another battlegroup, this time one with a carrier, breaks off from the main force and engages Lawrence's fleet, shooting the tractor beams and disabling them at first. From a distance, 5 anti-matter accelerators are opening fire on Lusyanka. The Dark Avatar crashed down on the surface, destroying his fighter craft as he stepped out. He looked around for a few seconds, trying to find out where exactly he was. He walked to the side of the large walkway, walking through a group of ECWA soldiers who opened fire on him. He ignored their attacks and an invisible force either threw them away in random directions, most of the soldiers were hurled over the edge and fell a long way down to lower levels. A group of Jovian and corporate soldiers nearby broke away from their own group and followed the Avatar has he jumped down to the level below.*
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At 3/6/05 04:24 AM, Tacitacial wrote: *Another battlegroup, this time one with a carrier, breaks off from the main force and engages Lawrence's fleet, shooting the tractor beams and disabling them at first. From a distance, 5 anti-matter accelerators are opening fire on Lusyanka.
*The Inquisitor's shields fail, leaving only gravity wells to take the enemy barrage. Small explosions of metal and plastic are followed by vents of flame, or atmosphere. The ship retreats behind the Champion-class Sun Crushers, but the distance has already been covered. The three ships move in close to the small vessels, tearing them apart with their gravity wells. When the others attempt to retreat into Luna's atmosphere, they are met by the planetary cannons.
Lusankya takes the brunt of the anti-matter blast with it's shields, Navcom follows the trajectory of each shot and aligns gravity wells with each of the cannons to guard against future attacks. While their anti-matter cannons recharge, the more powerful ships open fire on the cruiser with their turbolasers*
Failgrounds.
At 3/5/05 06:29 PM, ElijahMoishe wrote: Collins
"Good. I shall enjoy such a training environment. Thank you again for the generous amounts of help you have given me." He saluted Collins in typical Roman manner, before heading off for the hallway.
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Zanzibar smiled as he took a seat in the back of the cabin. "So, the final battle is begining. LeChuck what are we doing?"
Zanzibar played with a knife as the ship shot towars Earth.
At 3/7/05 02:34 PM, Baderact wrote: Zanzibar smiled as he took a seat in the back of the cabin. "So, the final battle is begining. LeChuck what are we doing?"
Zanzibar played with a knife as the ship shot towars Earth.
*LeChuck took a seat across from Zanzibar, thoughts racing in his mind.*
"Well, right now we've got.....some 5 millioin troops on Earth. The Elite, but I don't know how many have been cut down by the 40 million or so Jovians. And last I heard, that Avatar just headed to the surface as well, which does NOT bode well for anybody. I don't know how to stop an angel..."
*He paused, wondering why he had just called the Avatar an angel. He felt as if he had....known one? FOught one? He was unsure of the relation, but he knew he somehow had dealt with an Avatar before...and lost.*
"I don't think weapons and guns will help us that much against them. Thank Blackbeard I've got this..." LeChuck said as he lifted the cane from his belt. "It'll be a lifesaver during any melee's. We need to get back into the fight and head down to Earth, since that seems that everything is happening down there. Any objections?"
Karn and Dah'Kee could feel the armies of the Dark Avatars surrounding the Earth.
"Well its time..." Karn said.
Dah'Kee looked to the heavens and let out a laugh, "I never believed that I would die fighting alongside you, Karn."
Karn smiled, " See you on the other side tanari..." Karn turnd back to the demons and horrors that now followed them.
"This is it! The time you have all been waiting for! Now half of that army are immortals! So that means you tear the heads off of every son of a bitch up there!" Karn ordered.
The monsters cheered at the thought of gore. "Now I want you to decimate every enemy you see up there! Destroy ships, technology, EVERYTHING!! Just watch out for our boys up there." Karn continued.
"Oh and one more thing, you run into Nobunaga up there... Send him MY way!" Karn said, his eyes glowed bright orange with the thought of tearing his former master's spine out.
There was a long pause, then Karn gave the order to charge. It was a horribly magnificent sight- millions of the most evil creatures in existance all flying in unison into the sky, heading towards the battle fleets of the Dark Avatars... The war was coming full circle...
At 3/7/05 04:09 PM, Lysaer wrote: "I don't think weapons and guns will help us that much against them. Thank Blackbeard I've got this..." LeChuck said as he lifted the cane from his belt. "It'll be a lifesaver during any melee's. We need to get back into the fight and head down to Earth, since that seems that everything is happening down there. Any objections?"
Zanzibar smiled and cracked his knuckles. Being familiar with the ship he went to the captians chair and reached under the seat, sliding out a hidden chamber. From it he pulled a box of cigars. Opening it he took out 4, and walked back to his seat. He tossed one over to LeChuck and another to Atomicus.
Sitting down he lit his. "LeChuck I see you've recognized these. Its them, the PR Platinum cigars. I figured now is better time than ever to whip out our best cigars... I imagine you remembered my formal battle gear if we are about to battle a being far stronger than we have ever faced... right?"
Zanzibar put his feet up and watched the screen of Earth. They were still a distance away, but they could see the lights around it. It would have been beautiful and serene if it wasn't for the fact they were watching their men die by the hundreds, as their ships exploded in the loneliness of space.
At 3/7/05 04:42 PM, Baderact wrote: Sitting down he lit his. "LeChuck I see you've recognized these. Its them, the PR Platinum cigars. I figured now is better time than ever to whip out our best cigars... I imagine you remembered my formal battle gear if we are about to battle a being far stronger than we have ever faced... right?"
Zanzibar put his feet up and watched the screen of Earth. They were still a distance away, but they could see the lights around it. It would have been beautiful and serene if it wasn't for the fact they were watching their men die by the hundreds, as their ships exploded in the loneliness of space.
*LeChuck grunted and jerked his head in the direction of a locker on the side of the wall.*
"Yer craps in there. Had the latest reinforcements bring it over once I learned just exactly what it was we're up against."
*LeChuck paused and took a moment to light and enjoy the coveted cigars. There were only about 20 left, and he hadn't had one in 30 years. And now that he could once again taste things, it was absolutely divine. He took several deep puffs, and let the smoke out that created a dense cloud around his head. He waved his hand in front of his face to disperse the smoke as his eyes began to water slightly.*
"Ack, I never missed the eye-burning....lord.....*cough*"
*He caught his breath and cleared his throat, returning to enjoying his cigar slowly.*
"Allright ladies, we are heading back into the fray. My newly acquired prize ship seems to be all but decimated, and while she most likely won't make it through the battle, she'll last till the end. Our fleet is being diminished as well, but I've called all our spareable reinforcements from Tortuga, and..."
*He grinned. Zanzibar looked at him puzzledm then slowly smiled himself, and began to laugh.*
Zanzibar: No, you're joking! They're coming? Are they here?
*LeChuck was still grinning when a door opened behind him. They could hear the door open, not see it, as the area behind LeChuck was enveloped in shadows. There was the sound of two footsteps, but they were very quiet, and almost a little wrinkly...
*From behind LeChuck a scaly hand came to rest on the back of his seat. Zanzibar smiled wider as At'Poth, the Jyeet High Priest and Emperor, stood before them in full battle gear. He reached up to his head and punched a few buttons, then waited a moment as his speech equipment and translator came online.*
At'Poth: It is good to see you again, Zanzibar. It has been centuries since we have lost fought alongside one another. I look forward to our peoples destroying this great evil that has invaded our universe.
*Zanzibar smiled and greeted At'Poth with a handshake. It was not the traditional Jyeet greeting, but At'Poth had learned it was the most socially acceptable among homosapiens and related species. LeChuck almost burst out laughing, as Zanzibar and At'Poth stood nearly at the same height. At'Poth noticed, and a high-pitched hissing emitted from his face mask. Some of the others were slightly alarmed, but LeCHuck quickly explained that was the Jyeet laugh.*
At'Poth: Zanzibar, it appears you have shrunk many sizes. How strange it is for me to be able to now look you in the eyes as we meet face to face. And LeChuck, he is a mountain now. You must have to explain this to me in time.
Zanzibar smiled slyly and glanced at LeChuck, who was still enjoying the compliment.*
Zanz: Yes, well....we'll tell you later indeed,
*LeChuck clapped his hands and rose to his feet.*
"Ladies, gentlemen, lizards and Jyeets. We are here."
*They looked outside to see themselves practically back in the middle of the fray. It would be moments before either they fired, or were fired upon.*
At 3/7/05 06:09 PM, Lysaer wrote: Zanz: Yes, well....we'll tell you later indeed,
*LeChuck clapped his hands and rose to his feet.*
"Ladies, gentlemen, lizards and Jyeets. We are here."
*They looked outside to see themselves practically back in the middle of the fray. It would be moments before either they fired, or were fired upon.*
Zanzibar nodded and walked over to the storage area holding his things. He opened the door and burst into smoke so to save time getting dressed. After a moment Zanzibar walked out in fighting gear. Decked out in all red, hat and all Zanzibar was laden with his 12 swords. He carried the sheild in his right hand stood infront of Zanzibar. In his traditional pirate gear, despite the tailor's work that he had had done, Zanzibar finally looked like a pirate again. He smiled as he walked up to LeChuck. He tossed the shield to LeChuck and watched as LeChuck felt the power surge through his body.
"Snap it."
LeChuck nodded and broke the shield in half. Zanzibar smiled and strapped the left hand side to his back. "See... now we can control that kind of power, I don't think either of us could use that much power without destroying ourselves."
The two of them smiled and then turned to Atomicus. "So, what shall you do?"
*Jean makes orders to his crew as fire rattles their shields. So far damage is light but it will not remain that way. They do as much damage at they catch, truely this is a noble vessle. The Crossbones moved agilly as it kept a safe passage for ships to reach Earth. Earth is the blessed mother who had trusted him with these powers he holds, and as I wise fairy man once said "There are two things you never do, and one of them is mess with a man's family." Will the brothers be joined in the afterlife this day?*
*In space, a shield transport attaches itself to the cruiser and generates a large and powerful shield around it. Several fighter wings form up with the cruiser and together they concentrate their attacks on the enemy sun crushers engaging them. At the same time, the ECWA fleet jumps into the Sol-system and immediately engages all corporate ships whilst launching their own landing craft at Earth.*
*Down on Earth, Mengsk had been forced to abandon his former position at the transmitter station and took refuge in the lower levels of the city, trying to find his way through the chaos. The Dark Avatar was still making his way through the lower levels of the city, leaving behind a mess of corpses, destroyed buildings and obliterated military equipment. He blasted away a pile of rubble to gain access to an elevator for him and his men, who were still following him.*
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At 3/8/05 10:14 AM, Tacitacial wrote: *In space, a shield transport attaches itself to the cruiser and generates a large and powerful shield around it. Several fighter wings form up with the cruiser and together they concentrate their attacks on the enemy sun crushers engaging them. At the same time, the ECWA fleet jumps into the Sol-system and immediately engages all corporate ships whilst launching their own landing craft at Earth.*
*Lawrence's ships group together again, generating a mass of gravity wells to absorb fire from the now single group of enemies. The turbolasers are now aimed at the fighters, those shots that miss splashing across the cruiser's new shields*
Failgrounds.
At 3/7/05 08:04 PM, Baderact wrote: The two of them smiled and then turned to Atomicus. "So, what shall you do?"
Atomicus: "Don't you worry about me, you two just lead on."
(If I disappear for too long I'll let either Lysaer or Baderact control Atomicus)
It's been a while... I play somewhere else now.
Karn and the demon forces charged the fleets of the Dark Avatars, necromite energy shot past them, several hundred demons perished in the first few moments. Karn's tail sliced through an oncoming fighter, and Dah'Kee wrenched a pilot from his cockpit, instantly silencing the man in the vacuum of space.
"Soaring Hunter"
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Nobunaga watched the demon forces converge on his and the other Dark Avatar's fleet surrounding Earth.
"Hah Hah Hah! This is your grand army? I expected much more from you Gattsu. This is going to be even easier than we expected." Nobunaga mused.
The evil tyrant sent a telepathic message to his ally; the other Dark Avatar.
"They have amassed an army to combat our fleets, but they are no match for our power! You continue your assault on the surface, I shall take care of things out here!"
Nobunaga sneered.
He watched on the security screens as Grifter, Orca, Zail, and Raven shot their way into the prison decks.
"I don't understand what you expect to accomplish with this little last stand. We have greater numbers, more highly trained warriors, and the power of two Dark Avatars... Why don't you just give up. Plead alliegance to us and your friends will be spared."
Nobunaga taunted.
Gattsu, beaten and bloody, raised his head in defiance, " Have you ever heard of the Alamo, Nobunaga?"
Nobunaga tilted his head in curiosity, " I must have been dead during that part of history, please elaborate."
Gattsu glared into the tyrant's evil eyes, "Only a handfull of soldiers held off thousands of mexican soldiers in a fortification known as the Alamo centuries ago. They fought to the last man no matter how bad the odds. That is what the people of this existance will do! We will fight you to the last man, we will never surrender!" Gattsu spit blood into Nobunaga's face.
"Interesting story... To bad for you history will repeat itself..." Nobunaga replied with a sneer.
At 3/8/05 07:00 PM, Atomicus wrote: Atomicus: "Don't you worry about me, you two just lead on."
(If I disappear for too long I'll let either Lysaer or Baderact control Atomicus)
Zanzibar's face broke into a smile as watched the ship hurtle towards the on coming masses. He grabbed LeChuck's shoulder and looked him in the eye. "We go to battle... there are two avatars, and two of us... I'll take the one in space. You take the one on earth."
LeChuck nodded and Zanzibar jumped into a modified Jyeet dart in the docking bay of the Widowmaker. It quickly blasted off towards Nobunaga's flag ship. Zanzibar sung into the radio as he flew towards Nobunaga. "We're rascals, and scoundrel, villains an knaves... devils and black sheep... really bad eggs."
At 3/8/05 12:24 PM, -TheDoctor- wrote:
*Lawrence's ships group together again, generating a mass of gravity wells to absorb fire from the now single group of enemies. The turbolasers are now aimed at the fighters, those shots that miss splashing across the cruiser's new shields*
*As the ECWA fleet engages the corporate fleet, the corporate battlegroups attacking Lawrence's ships get caught in the attack wave. They are forced to retreat back to the main body of the corporate forces to properly deal with the new enemies. The anti-matter accelerator ships keep firing at Lawrence's ships to keep them away.*
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At 3/11/05 09:35 AM, Tacitacial wrote:
*As the ECWA fleet engages the corporate fleet, the corporate battlegroups attacking Lawrence's ships get caught in the attack wave. They are forced to retreat back to the main body of the corporate forces to properly deal with the new enemies. The anti-matter accelerator ships keep firing at Lawrence's ships to keep them away.*
*Lawrence's ships form up with the ECWA fleet, pressing the attack while the enemy is retreating*
Failgrounds.
At 3/10/05 02:10 PM, Baderact wrote: "We're rascals, and scoundrel, villains an knaves... devils and black sheep... really bad eggs."
*Atomicus takes the moment to prepare for battle by pulling a bottle out of his armor.*
Atomicus: "I brought some Jovian Poison for the occasion. I suggest you enjoy it, as it's one of the last bottles in the quadrant. The Jovians will be leaving for good."
*He takes a swig and tosses it to LeChuck and Zanzibar.*
It's been a while... I play somewhere else now.
*As Eli continues on his trip following Lawrence, he increases his power constantly. Seeing how high he can get it and if his body can withstand the full power of an Avater. So far yes. His power was so high that at the moment even the humans on the ships near him could feel something. Then all at once it just vanished. He was content with how far he had gotten.*
I hope things will go to Earth soon....
I am bored here....
They will feel my power...
And not soon forget my name.
Sorry guys, I've been extremly busy with work and school, and I have to leave to make a delivery in a minute, bu t I have a plea to extend:
-The Doctor-, if you could PLEASE respond to my e-mail, I would be eternally grateful. I don't need much man, it's only a 5 page paper. I know, lame, but I still need something from you. A (decent) sentence or two from you ion response to each question would be perfect. If you don't reply at all, Im fucked. On that note...
If the good doctor does not find the time to reply, is anybody else interested in giving me some quotes regarding the creation of a character/s in a sci-fi/fantasy setting? If so, let me know
and just say that you want the interview questions, I would be glads to forward them to you. I need at LEAST two people, and I was hoping erither Tacitacial or Atomicus could be the other person. Yea, I don't remember if Ive exactly gotten around to getting the info from you chaps quite yet, but if I dont get quotes from SOMEONE, I will fail this class. I cannot do that.
So at this point I am open to anyone. Diggerdude, Baderact, ElijahMoishe; I dont fucking care. SOMEONE please save my ass, and my grade. E-mail the above mentioned e-mail "hi, ill answer your questions" Ill reply and send you them.
I don't feel good about interrupting the RP, but it's been slow lately and this is an act of desperation. Please....I'm begging someone.
Grifter heel kicked one of the security officers in the side of the head rendering him unconcious. The Dauthi clan was on the prison deck now, only a few rooms away from their master Gattsu, and their old nemesis Nobunaga. The pressure door to the south was locked, Grifter gave a signal to Orca who promptly attached the hacking data pad into the door's locking mechanisim.
"Grift! We got a shitload of assault forces coming our way, and there is only one way they can come in. We gotta' cover Orca until she gets that damn pressure door open!" Zail said stating the obvious.
Six troopers came charging into the cooridoor, the three Dauthi unleashed relentless plasma blasts at the aggressive soldiers. Within seconds of entering the cooridoor, the troopers lay in a smoldering heap on the floor.
Grifter looked to Orca, "How much longer?" Grifter was readying a fragmentation grenade as he asked the urgent question.
Orca didn't move her gaze from the data pad's screen, "Almost there, these encryption codes are pretty advanced, Nobunaga has outdone himself..." She said with a laugh.
Another wave of troopers made their way into the cooridoor, but as they approached Grifter had already tossed the grenade at their feet. The troopers hadn't noticed the explosive at all and began opening fire. The Dauthi members quickly took cover knowing that a grenade in an enclosed space is not a good thing; even Orca had taken cover.
BOOOOM!!
As the dust settled, there lay a gruesome sight to behold. Orca quickly went back to work.
Grifter realized that the explosion had knocked loose support struts holding up the celing. The entrance where the troopers had been coming in was sealed by steel and the "Soaring Hunter's" charred biological make.
Orca typed a few new binary codes and inserted a complex algorithim into the pressure door's locking software, bypassing the locking codes and releasing the lock on the door.
Orca turned her gaze to her team, "We're in buisness!" There was a moment of relief as the team entered the door bringing them ever closer Gattsu and a Dark Avatar!