X-Com: Fight for Earth. A Sci-Fi, World saving Rp *Started* *Accepting Res sheets, Apply via PM*
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"I'll follow you, Meg Kaptein," Groa purrs, "this way I find out how people can run these little units..."
It is so white here...it's strange to see such beauty scarred by such horrid debris, she thinks to herself, her eyes flitting over the pieces of metal lying throughout the area.
It is so white here...it's strange to see such beauty scarred by such horrid debris, she thinks to herself, her eyes flitting over the pieces of metal lying throughout the area.
I'm going to assume that Ta2ce has dropped out and I'll take control of him... For now
Horus grunted and moved into a backup position behind Victor ready for his orders.
Victor looked back at the two recruits that now flanked him and nodded approvingly before he turned to face the blizzard and his demeanour was steel once more.
Once the small Japanese woman joined the rear guard he motioned for them to move out into the 'fray'.
The cold stung their faces and eyes began to water at the blistering cold. Victor and Horus seemed unaware of this as he pushed forward into shin-deep snow and towards the heaviest area of the smoke.
As stated many, many times. The area around you is a mass of white, small pieces of debris are strew hither and yon everywhere. There seems to be a trail leading off beyond the range of your vision and that is where the smoke is heaviest. Once further towards the smoke the wreckage gets even more prominent until you spot the downed ufo (think the size of a small bus) infornt of you. Its front half is buried in the snow and you can barley make out the various outlines of viewing ports and possibly a door.
As I said before if you are lucky and you spot something I'll PM you the details. If anyone would like anything else explaining further than just OoC or PM me. Night all!
As I said before if you are lucky and you spot something I'll PM you the details. If anyone would like anything else explaining further than just OoC or PM me. Night all!
Marcus squinted his eyes as he attempted to pierce the miasma of smoke. It looks like a blizzard from hell went through this place. The ship must have been going incredibly fast to kick up this much smoke. Either that or we are walking into a trap. Moving forward with the group, Marcus spoke, "Is this amount of fog normal for a crash site Boss?"
As Victor waded through the snow towards the main crash site he pondered Marcus' question. He'd never done a clear and retrieve in this weather so he really couldn't answer but during his Spetnaz days when they would train in the snow it was never this bad.
"I don't know"came the reply, it held a certain amount of apprehension to it and his grip tightened ever so slightly on his weapon.
"Keep your guard up"
Just as Victor spoke the large hulk of the UFO came into view. It was made of a strange looking metal that seemed to swallow the light and strange, misty, shapes seemed to swim in its depths right and would catch your eye just as they disappeared. The strangely coloured hull made the area around it seem darker and more still by comparison.
"My two follow me, the rest circle right. Look for a door, it should have a panel next to it, comm in once you have found it"
"I don't know"came the reply, it held a certain amount of apprehension to it and his grip tightened ever so slightly on his weapon.
"Keep your guard up"
Just as Victor spoke the large hulk of the UFO came into view. It was made of a strange looking metal that seemed to swallow the light and strange, misty, shapes seemed to swim in its depths right and would catch your eye just as they disappeared. The strangely coloured hull made the area around it seem darker and more still by comparison.
"My two follow me, the rest circle right. Look for a door, it should have a panel next to it, comm in once you have found it"
What? Just because I drink a lot doesn't mean I'm going to be horrible to the new recruit! Well, not that much anyway...
Corey followed orders, heading to the right of the wreckage with Marcus. It was a weird hunk of metal to be sure. A bit more complicated than a pickup truck. He hugged the outline closely as they headed along, trying to find an opening. After a minute or so, his hand hit a ridge. He looked down, there appeared to buttons or something.
"Oi, Victor!" he said into the communication device. "I think I got something over here. I think I've got the door."
Victors ears seemed to prick up when Corey informed him that they had found the door. He beckoned for Akira to follow him, whilst barking at Horus to stay put and cover them. Once he had relayed the orders to Horus and received a solemn nod in return he waved to Akira and began to sprint to Corey's position.
Once Victor arrived, he indicated that they all should take stacking positions on either side of the door and that he would take point with a quick set of hand manoeuvres. He was grave and stony faced, his eyes set and his concentration steel.
This was where things often went wrong and Victor could feel that something could go wrong at any moment.
Once Victor arrived, he indicated that they all should take stacking positions on either side of the door and that he would take point with a quick set of hand manoeuvres. He was grave and stony faced, his eyes set and his concentration steel.
This was where things often went wrong and Victor could feel that something could go wrong at any moment.
Akira flanked Victor, curving around the opposite side of the vessel with her shotgun clenched tightly in her hand. Like most of the team, she had never dealt with extraterrestrials before, so she was fairly uncertain about this mission would go. Victor seemed to know what he was doing, which was a definite plus, but considering he was the only one out of seven man team who had experience, it was hardly reassuring, especially considering she had just separated from him and was now on her own. Christ, what the hell would happen if she bumped into one?
Shaking her head, she continued to push onward, only stopping upon noticing an abnormality in the ground before her. Wedged into the mud and soil, what one could only assume was an deformed rifle poked out from the dirt, the only visible parts being the barrel and a few exposed components. A silver polish covered these parts, shining beneath the brown muck that coated it.
Having no idea on how to handle the situation, she lifted her communications device up to her lips, and muttered in her broken English: "Err...I found a...gun thing."
Dammit, why the hell did they draft me? I can't even speak their fucking language...
Shaking her head, she continued to push onward, only stopping upon noticing an abnormality in the ground before her. Wedged into the mud and soil, what one could only assume was an deformed rifle poked out from the dirt, the only visible parts being the barrel and a few exposed components. A silver polish covered these parts, shining beneath the brown muck that coated it.
Having no idea on how to handle the situation, she lifted her communications device up to her lips, and muttered in her broken English: "Err...I found a...gun thing."
Dammit, why the hell did they draft me? I can't even speak their fucking language...
Ah! I see. Well, depends. Is she hot? If she's hot, Corey won't be pissing her off. Quite the opposite.
Corey nodded at Victor's words. He didn't like following the cold-hearted bastard, but he seemed to be the one who knew how to survive. He hugged the opposite side of the door, guiding Marcus in behind him. This was getting tense. This is where they find out if the crash site is empty, or if something leaps out and gets them.
He held his gun tightly, and gave a signal back to Victor that they were ready.
Kasai
Akira's comm unti crackled to life and after a moment of static Kasai's voice could be heard clearly.
"A weapon? Are you sure? If you can, try and retrieve it. That could be the most valuable piece of recovered gear that has been discovered, guard it with your life!"
He spoke in Japanese, knowing that she would defiantly understand him that way, otherwise something might have been lost in translation. While he awaited a response, he began to contact various higher ups in X-Com. They needed to know, RusCom might just have made the discovery of the decade.
Akira's comm unti crackled to life and after a moment of static Kasai's voice could be heard clearly.
"A weapon? Are you sure? If you can, try and retrieve it. That could be the most valuable piece of recovered gear that has been discovered, guard it with your life!"
He spoke in Japanese, knowing that she would defiantly understand him that way, otherwise something might have been lost in translation. While he awaited a response, he began to contact various higher ups in X-Com. They needed to know, RusCom might just have made the discovery of the decade.
I cant come up with a Victor paragraph tonight, sorry guys. I'll get something up tomorrow once I've had some sleep.
"Go"
Victor moved forwards and pressed a button on the panel besides the door. It opened with a whoosh and for a moment,smoke billowed out of the new exit. Once the majority of it had cleared, he beckoned for the recruits to follow him inside and he entered the structure.
Inside was a mess, bits of debris were strewn here and there. Yet something was not right, Victor couldn't put his finger on it but something just rubbed him the wrong way.
"Horus get over here and cover the door" he barked into his comm unit, if things went 'tit's-up' as the Americans say, then they'd need to be sure their exit was clear.
Victor moved forwards and pressed a button on the panel besides the door. It opened with a whoosh and for a moment,smoke billowed out of the new exit. Once the majority of it had cleared, he beckoned for the recruits to follow him inside and he entered the structure.
Inside was a mess, bits of debris were strewn here and there. Yet something was not right, Victor couldn't put his finger on it but something just rubbed him the wrong way.
"Horus get over here and cover the door" he barked into his comm unit, if things went 'tit's-up' as the Americans say, then they'd need to be sure their exit was clear.
Heads up, we are also having Anah'ya join us once we return to base.
Marcus moved in behind Victor as they entered the damaged craft. Silver and Gray and everywhere the glint of shit. You don't see things like this everyday do ya? "What's the game plan then boss? Move in and search while Horus covers the door?" Unconsciously checking his rifle and his sidearm, he fell in behind him.
"It is...quiet," Groa mutters under her breath, "even for a crash...you would expect bodies? Why is there nothing..." she thinks out loud.
I have a serious case of writers block...this is honestly the best I could come up with, added to the fact I've been dying for like 5 days, it's amazing I even managed that >_> Normal service shall resume soon...
Victor was listening half-assedly to Groa and formulating a response to Marcus when the thought struck him like he'd been hit with a sledgehammer, it hit him almost as hard as the Plasma bolt that was now hurtling towards Horus.
"You would expect bodies"
'Trap'
Horus let out a cry as he was struck in the chest and slumped to the ground, against the hull of the alien ship, a large hole in his chest, the edges of which were covered in a corrosive looking, green substance that was visibly chewing through his writhing torso.
Horus' eyes were wide, as if he did not believe what was occurring before the life drained from his body and his head slumped forwards.
"Hostiles, six o'clock! Take cover!" yelled Victor as he turned sharply and slid behind a large chunk of debris, just as another bolt of green energy surged over-head, narrowly missing him.
Once the bolt had passed him by he pocked his head over his cover and gazed out the open door, trying to spot their hidden assailant or worse, assailants.
The shots came more frequently now, hammering into the hull of the ship almost rhythmically. Victor knew the cool down rates of the alien weapons and surmised that there were three or more enemies, way more than they could logically take on in their current state. He'd have to come up with a plan and quick.
"You would expect bodies"
'Trap'
Horus let out a cry as he was struck in the chest and slumped to the ground, against the hull of the alien ship, a large hole in his chest, the edges of which were covered in a corrosive looking, green substance that was visibly chewing through his writhing torso.
Horus' eyes were wide, as if he did not believe what was occurring before the life drained from his body and his head slumped forwards.
"Hostiles, six o'clock! Take cover!" yelled Victor as he turned sharply and slid behind a large chunk of debris, just as another bolt of green energy surged over-head, narrowly missing him.
Once the bolt had passed him by he pocked his head over his cover and gazed out the open door, trying to spot their hidden assailant or worse, assailants.
The shots came more frequently now, hammering into the hull of the ship almost rhythmically. Victor knew the cool down rates of the alien weapons and surmised that there were three or more enemies, way more than they could logically take on in their current state. He'd have to come up with a plan and quick.