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The craft streaked out of the portal and flew high into the atmosphere. It was a large zepplin with a big cargo hold, and twin rotating blades for propulsion. The words "Salvation for All" were crudely painted on the side of the blimp. It was obviously highly advanced, and the spray paint looked out of place.
On the inside, the Sons of 0100000101001111's First Airborne were loading up for a fight. They had little intel on the area below them, so high command had sent them in as a scout crew. Isaac looked down through the floor, made of a durable glass, at the forest below. It was thick, with large plants. He could only see one clearing. Suddenly, a voice came over the speakers:
"All personel, prepare to drop. I repeat, all personel, prepare to drop"
Isaac ran to the cargo hold and climbed into his mech. The words Bear Trap were painted on the right shoulder, and little symbols representing kills were on the left; right now, Isaac had only made 5 kills in his short military career, although after today he figured that would increase. As his mech finished firing up and synced with his movement, he reached to his right and grabbed the railgun, the standard automatic rifle for all M303 T22 mechs. As the rest of his squad prepared, the cargo hold openned up. There was 7 members in his squad: 5 foot soldiers, himself, and another mech, know as Side Winder. When the ramp was fully open, a voice crackled into their radio:
"Listen up soldiers; This area is realatively uncharted jungle. We need somebody to scout it; mark geography, settlements, and ambush points. Your helmet cameras and GPS will help us map the area. Try to be stealthy, as an open engagment will be bad. That in mind, engagment is weapons free: Kills as many of these mud men and shaman as you see fit. Good hunting."
The voice cut out just as a small green light clicked on in Isaac's helmet. He was cleared to jump.
On the inside, the Sons of 0100000101001111's First Airborne were loading up for a fight. They had little intel on the area below them, so high command had sent them in as a scout crew. Isaac looked down through the floor, made of a durable glass, at the forest below. It was thick, with large plants. He could only see one clearing. Suddenly, a voice came over the speakers:
"All personel, prepare to drop. I repeat, all personel, prepare to drop"
Isaac ran to the cargo hold and climbed into his mech. The words Bear Trap were painted on the right shoulder, and little symbols representing kills were on the left; right now, Isaac had only made 5 kills in his short military career, although after today he figured that would increase. As his mech finished firing up and synced with his movement, he reached to his right and grabbed the railgun, the standard automatic rifle for all M303 T22 mechs. As the rest of his squad prepared, the cargo hold openned up. There was 7 members in his squad: 5 foot soldiers, himself, and another mech, know as Side Winder. When the ramp was fully open, a voice crackled into their radio:
"Listen up soldiers; This area is realatively uncharted jungle. We need somebody to scout it; mark geography, settlements, and ambush points. Your helmet cameras and GPS will help us map the area. Try to be stealthy, as an open engagment will be bad. That in mind, engagment is weapons free: Kills as many of these mud men and shaman as you see fit. Good hunting."
The voice cut out just as a small green light clicked on in Isaac's helmet. He was cleared to jump.
Basicaly the mechs from Avatar. Original is something I am not. Which reminds me: rules for introducing NPC's?
The Cardinal stared at the sky. "We've got company," he announced, "Others too bring the power of Logical Purity to this godforsaken land"
He gestured, and he and his deacons began to move in the direction of the blimp
He gestured, and he and his deacons began to move in the direction of the blimp
Master Vivaz Rawrfl was flying on his dragon, sitting in a cross legged meditation position.
Vivaz enjoyed his time flying above the clouds, looking down at all the mortals as if they were ants.
"They are ants compared to us" Vivaz whispered as he chuckled heartily to himself, patting the great dragon affectionately.
A commotion in the jungle caused him to look over the side of the dragon, viewing the blimp and the soldiers mulling about
"My, my somebody is busy down there" The great mage smiled
Vivaz enjoyed his time flying above the clouds, looking down at all the mortals as if they were ants.
"They are ants compared to us" Vivaz whispered as he chuckled heartily to himself, patting the great dragon affectionately.
A commotion in the jungle caused him to look over the side of the dragon, viewing the blimp and the soldiers mulling about
"My, my somebody is busy down there" The great mage smiled
I seem to be a little underpowered, compared to these dragons and blimps. Can i have some cybernetics and implants to balance things out?
They would be systems built subtly into the body of Jon and his deacons that make them faster, stronger, more accurate and hard to kill. Some of them have mechanical limbs that resemble powerfists
Is that ok?
They would be systems built subtly into the body of Jon and his deacons that make them faster, stronger, more accurate and hard to kill. Some of them have mechanical limbs that resemble powerfists
Is that ok?
I tried this in another RP, your not allowed to kill each other on the second page.Xandus117 said:
Fair enough, but still, these are the rules, and since your malicious ones and they're fanatics, this won't end well.Xandus117 said:
"Go Go Go!" the voice shouted into the radio. Isaac and Joseph(The pilot of Side Winder) were the first to go. After Side Winder jumped, Isaac sprinted to the end of the ramp. The mech was surprisingly quiet, without any of the buzzing sounds one used to hear in those old sci-fi movies. When he reached the end of the ramp, he leaped forward, and began to fall.
The jungle below rapidly grew closer as Isaac flew towards the ground in a free fall. He moved his hand to a little green knob on the back of the mech. He pulled it, and he felt a hard jerking motion as his parachute deployed. Drifting through the air, he could see Side Winder's chute below him. They were heading right for the clearing he spotted earlier.
A voice began in his radio. It was one of the foot soldiers "This is Hornet. Looks like the jump is going well and ....Woah" he yelled as a strong, almost gale force wind began knocking them around.
"Where did this fucking wind come from?" Isaac yelled as he was throw around by the current. "It must be a wizard or something" Popsicle, another soldier, replied. By now the force had been scattered over a large distance, and Isaac was falling fast.
By now Isaac was nowhere near the clearing, but rather over a patch of dense jungle. The strong winds had messed up his parachute, and his landing was hard. There was a lot of loud cracking sounds as his mech broke through the trees, and he hit the ground with a thud, knocking himself out and making a small crater.
When he woke up ten minutes later, his head was swimming. The jungle looked thicker from the sky, and although it was dense and full of shrubs, it was nothing his mech couldn't handle. He detached his parachute and reach to his back, where his railgun was (luckily) still attached. He snaped it off it's magnetic holds and aimed down it's sight. His HUD showed that it was still working, which was a relief.
"Hello. Is there anyone out there?" he said into his radio. After a minute with no response, he tried again "Hey Side winder. Popsicle. Hornet. You guys out there, over?"
The jungle below rapidly grew closer as Isaac flew towards the ground in a free fall. He moved his hand to a little green knob on the back of the mech. He pulled it, and he felt a hard jerking motion as his parachute deployed. Drifting through the air, he could see Side Winder's chute below him. They were heading right for the clearing he spotted earlier.
A voice began in his radio. It was one of the foot soldiers "This is Hornet. Looks like the jump is going well and ....Woah" he yelled as a strong, almost gale force wind began knocking them around.
"Where did this fucking wind come from?" Isaac yelled as he was throw around by the current. "It must be a wizard or something" Popsicle, another soldier, replied. By now the force had been scattered over a large distance, and Isaac was falling fast.
By now Isaac was nowhere near the clearing, but rather over a patch of dense jungle. The strong winds had messed up his parachute, and his landing was hard. There was a lot of loud cracking sounds as his mech broke through the trees, and he hit the ground with a thud, knocking himself out and making a small crater.
When he woke up ten minutes later, his head was swimming. The jungle looked thicker from the sky, and although it was dense and full of shrubs, it was nothing his mech couldn't handle. He detached his parachute and reach to his back, where his railgun was (luckily) still attached. He snaped it off it's magnetic holds and aimed down it's sight. His HUD showed that it was still working, which was a relief.
"Hello. Is there anyone out there?" he said into his radio. After a minute with no response, he tried again "Hey Side winder. Popsicle. Hornet. You guys out there, over?"
Go ahead and kill as many as you want. If you want to leave them alive go ahead. I have the five marines (Popsicle, Hornet, Havok, Powder, and Sabre) as well as the other mech (Side Winder)
With a wave of his hand, Vivaz's dragon disappeared, the mage landed softly on the forest floor below.
He noticed a few men in armored suits walking around and, being the curious Harrowed he was, walked forwards
"Hello there" He said with a mystical hint to his voice, a smile on his face
He noticed a few men in armored suits walking around and, being the curious Harrowed he was, walked forwards
"Hello there" He said with a mystical hint to his voice, a smile on his face
Jason sat upright in his throne. The scouts rumor was quite perplexing. The scout had heard that there was something a mist in the far side. Away from the barbarian clans. Could there be a war a mist? The Fanatics (from now on Metal Heads in Barbarian tongue) had started moving, and where they went the clans could not be safe.
But leaving now meant that his absence of power could lead to someone overtaking his throne. But not leaving would make him seem weak.
"Gather the men" He announced. "We need to find out what this is, if it is anything, and send word before it is too late"
But leaving now meant that his absence of power could lead to someone overtaking his throne. But not leaving would make him seem weak.
"Gather the men" He announced. "We need to find out what this is, if it is anything, and send word before it is too late"
Righto then. Feel free to do to them what you want (you can even kill them, I really don't care)
Popsicle came to with a throbbing in his head. He was hanging from a tree. "Son of a *****" he yelled. He was suspended about 15 feet above the ground. "Somebody get me down from here!" he yelled.
"Hey shut the fuck up, this is hostile territory." came a voice from below. Popsicle looked down. It was Powder. He had already cut himself loose. He began climbing the tree, and soon he was beside Popsicle. He swung out on one hand, and pulled popsicle close to the tree. When he was well seated on the branch, Powder cut the parachute line. They climbed down.
Popsicle reached to his back and grabbed his Hellburst rifle, the standard automatic infantry rifle. He checked it, and it looked like it still worked.
"Hey where's yours?" he asked Powder.
"Broke in the fall; all I have is my combat knife" he replied. Suddenly they heard a shuffling of foilage. A man came forward, and he was deffinately not from their squad.
"Hello there" he said, although Popsicle raised his gun to the man "Stay the fuck back or we will shoot" he said, although he sounded unconvicting. The man was obviously a mage, and magic scared the shit out of Popsicle.