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Space has been conqoured. Man, or.....Man and Furrys have taken to space colonization and conquest. The thought that we were alone in the universe has been dispelled and various forms of life have been found, some exterminated, some enslaved, and others kept in close alliance.
The United States is the main Military force Driving into space, due to the ending of terrestrial wars on Earth. But like on Earth, the inhabitants of space refused to be taken without a fight, and has led to the complete destruction of Earth's colonies on Luna, Mars, Hett, and Pluto's 4th child moon.
And a Former colony on Urel has decided to wage war on Earth, armed with abandoned hypervelocity platforms and numerous stockpiles of weapons and Mechs (thats right, i have Mechs in this) they call themselves the Humanist Faction, having killed all freindly ET's and Furrys.
The A.S.C. (American Space Corps) was outraged and declared all out war on the humanist faction, leaving Earth and Colony defence in the hands of the UN.
twelve long years of never ending war have destroyed the purity of space, bodies, debris and large collections of floating blood now cover the expances of space.
The Humanist Faction has captured 12 key planets, essentially boxing in the A.S.C.
Eric is a foot soldier now fighting on one of these key plantets.
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yurane is a barren desert wasteland, with the few collections of native ET's and Military bases.
The decaying chasies of Mechs lay about the planet, from long, hard fought battles, and the bodies of the fallen infantry litter the battlefields
*Eric stabs a small scorpion like creature and scrapes it off on his boot*
"i left Earth for this? i coulda stayed in Cali"
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My character: Tskiko (still test driving her! xD )
Picture: http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j82/molinamaniac/04-14-2007073734AM.png
Species: Sugar Glider (feral, so she's about the size of a chipmunk.)
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Tskiko walked on her way, seeming a bit dazed. She was more or less withdrawn into her own world, eyes glassy as she trudged through all the wreckage of a heavy battle. The small marsupial had never been right since she had been put into space. Seemingly, she had abandoned her duties fighting for either side of the war, and rather meandered through the messes. She hadn't been walking far when she passed a foot soldier. He stabbed a scorpion looking thing, then scraped it off his boot. So they're violent even when they aren't fighting... Tskiko thought to herself. She had never really understood the impulse of violence... Though, she did understand that everyone had the potential for murder. It was part of any creature's nature.
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*notices the strange looking Marsupial and checks his rifle*
You know theres a war going on here right?
If you need water or sumthin, head to the relief station, and watch out for landmines
*smiled and felt vibrations from the commencement of an artillery strike on the hill in front of him*
sad....coulda been a nice vacation spot.
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"Yes I know there's a war going on here. However, I don't need anything; I'm not a part of it anymore." Feeling a slight vibration, Tskiko knew something was about to happen, and soon. With that, she scurried under a fallen mech's armour for protection, peeking out only enough to see what could possibly be approaching this lone soldier.
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*watches it scurry away and chuckles, standing and walking slowly towards a small destroyed Vehicle*
*pulls out headset and video visor with HUD*
"Trooper 22324 calling Base, the hill assault has started as planned, activate Roadies"
*a soft humming starts to come from underground, and suddenly Mechs slowly emerge from the sand and dirt, a large dust cloud forming around them*
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(Oh...I like the sound of this)
Name: Patrick Sheran Kizer
Rank: Specialist
Weaponary: DC-167 Canister Rifle, Combat Glaive
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*Patrick gazed from his post, up in the lookout tower of the military base he'd been assigned to, looking out across the barran wasteland that was the planet Yurane, almost hoping that an enemy would attack them, he had been a last minuet transfer from one of the outter lying ASC base planets*
Patrick: [And...why is this pitiful dustball of a planet so important?] Oi.....if it's the one thing that they forget to tell ya...it's to prepare for the immense heat of this dumb planet....
*Patrick sighed and sat down in the tower, leaning his canister rifle next to him as he pulled his cantine out and took another long swig of the cool water*
Patrick: Join the ASC, see far away worlds, encounter interesting species, meet new friends...pfft....yea right....what I would give to be just a mechanic again....
*Patrick blinked as his radio suddenly sounded in alarm*
Radio: Trooper 22324 calling Base, the hill assault has started as planned, activate Roadies
Patrick: Heh....copy that...give em heck
*Patrick grinned as he observed the commotion occuring on the far hillside from his electro-binoculers, smiling as the mechs erupted from the sand and dust*
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*chuckled and waited as a dropship landed and the ramp opened, 50 troopers streaming out, his commander leaping out after*
Bout time you called, we were about to take a cat nap *officer is a Lion*
"just wanting to make sure i woke you up Sir"
*grinned and booked it as the troopers kept up with the Mechs
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Tskiko, taking her chances, trying to prevent being involved in any of this, quickly darted onto the ship in which the lion exited.
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*reaches small line of rocks and takes cover, humanist troops firing down from atop the hill, the Mechs trying to head up hill*
*shoots two in the face and tosses frag*
we need to get up the hill, the Mechs are slipping on the surface.
Sir, orders
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*calls base*
pat, PAT, we need a drop ship to take us UP the hilll, do you copy?
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*Patrick blinks as the radio crackles once more*
Radio:pat, PAT, we need a drop ship to take us UP the hilll, do you copy?
*Patrick grabs the radio and immiediately hits the button*
Patrick: Copy that...you're in luck, Phoenix 1 just finished repairs and is already on it's way...whats going on out there?!
*Patrick grabs his electro-binoculers once more and gazes at the battle taking place out on the dunes, watching the dropship head for the designated LZ*
Patrick: Don you dare get yourselves killed out there, you copy?
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Serious enemy fire, commanders missing, The mechs cant gain traction here, and hurry it up
We cant hold forever
*fires over cover and pulls dead body back to cover*
Pat, get your ass on that dropship, we need your canister rifle, and you owe me a buck
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*Patrick sighed and slid down the ladder of the watch tower and ran to the remaining dropship, grabbing the radio and his rifle in the process*
Patrick: Copy that....and I was hoping you forgot about that
*Patrick smirked and settled himself into the dropship, checking his rifle as he felt the the ship lurch some as it lifted off from the base*
Patrick: Eric....we're en route now, hows it going over there? I can't pay ya if you're dead you know...
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The drop ship in which had delivered the lion stayed stationary. It wasn't going anywhere, and although it was good for protection, it wasn't carrying Tskiko anywhere away from the battle. Suddenly, the wall beside her exploded into flames. The ship had been hit by a mech, apparantly. The glider could no longer stay here, for her life would be exterminated if one chose to. Quickly, she scampered off the ship and out on the battlefield, dodging fire as she went. She spotted a mech that had been hit, but not damaged beyond function.
Taking her chances, she climbed up its leg and into its battlewound to mess around with the wiring. It had been a while since she had tapped into that battlefield knowledge, but she knew she was capable of taking the mech over. After all, soldiers her size had to learn some kind of tactic... Carefully chewing a few wires, the mech came to a hault. Now, she would be able to 'corrupt' it in all the right ways. With that, she reattached a few wires to a few select locations, and the robot soldier roared to life.
Grinning to herself, and going against all she had left the war for, the mech began to attack its own kind.
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(so...your attacking the united Furrys and Humans...and not the HUMANIST enemy...oh well, this is interesting)
Roger that Pat, oh, and i still want that buck
*notices Mech stall and turn toward them*
*pulls out mouthpeice and connects to the Mech*
Mech, whats up, damage assesment
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((I thought the mechs were the enemy...? Ugh, I've been around Rha too much. xD Expand a bit and I'll edit and remove unnesscary posts.))
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*notices hole in outer armor*
PAT, we have a section 8 Mech, i need emidiate elimination, ill mark it.
*tosses strobe grenade that distributes glowing infared powder*
target marked, and where the hell are you?
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*Patrick sighed as the radio crackeled with life once more as the dropship hovered slowly above the dunes*
Patrick: Eric...you do know that patience is a virtue.....sniping a target at this range requires steadiness and...
*Patrick smiled as he pulled the trigger of his rifle as he laid on the ramp of the dropship, watching with satisfaction as the 10 millimeter canister round exploded against the marked mech*
Patrick:...a good rifle....oh and I'm right above you
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*glances at mech*
Bout time, my gear was getting all dirty
*smiles as he signals for the remaining troopers to pile in*
they think they have the Hypervelocity platform here, that would explain the attacks on Pluto
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Patrick: Picky picky picky...yeesh...you want some cheese with that whine?
*Patrick smirked as he helped Eric onto the dropship, sliding his rifle onto his back in the process*
Patrick: Well if they do...then how long before they get reinforcements? If they DO have the hypervelocity platform...then they can call in reinforcements in a day...we better capture a commander or somethin....cuz I'm starting to get a baaaaad feeling
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The mech that had contained Tskiko exploded, sending her flying into the air. She landed hard on the unforgiving ground in front of a drop ship. Slowly gathering her bearings, she sat up and wiped her face wincing in pain. She felt as if she'd broken a couple or ribs. The glider leaned over and coughed, spitting her own blood aside. "Must not have been fighting for the right side." she said to herself, giggling despite the situation.
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*grins*
no im good
yeah, i think we better, or else we might loose even more territory, and i dont want mechs on us
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*notices Marsupial on ground and lifts radio antenna again*
I need a medevac for a downed local, near the hill operation, approach with caution
*watched the small furry turn into a speck as the dropship lifted off
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Tskiko heard the dropship behind her lifting up into the air. She was still giggling to herself in between spitting up blood. She tried to stand up, but couldn't, and landed back where she started realizing that she had injured her tail as well. It felt broken. She hoped that she'd be able to figure out some way of getting out of this mess...
Tskiko hadn't been sitting there for long when another ship landed behind her. Unable to trust anyone, she tried to keep the furs that exited as far away from her as possible, but being small, you had to loose the battle sometimes... The glider hadn't really put up much of a fight before she fainted; and with that, the meds scooped her up to take her to a base.
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*slowly approaches summit of hill*
Pat, take out any sentry guns or turrets, i want to get in there with as little fire as possible.
*loads rifle and looks down at large glass dome with crater underneath*
and i think this is the hypervelocity platform
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*Patrick sighed again and slid another clip into his rifle while repositioning himself on the ramp of the ship*
Patrick: You know....we're gonna talk about equal share of the workload one of these days....
*Patrick smirked as he pulled the trigger of his rifle causing the one turret to explode into a shower of fire and sparks*
Patrick: Thats one...and now shall we go for double?
*Patrick grimaced some as the turrets refocused half their attention to the dropship and the other half to Eric and the downed creature*
Patrick: Eric....you might wanna hurry....as you know I can take one out at a time but I can't eliminate them all in one shot
*Patrick ejected the spent cartirdge before refocusing his sights on another turret*
Patrick: Just a little more to the left annnnnd....
*Patrick grinned as the turret that had taken aim at the creature exploded as his canister round detonated the internal workings of the turret*
Patrick: Two down for the count....
*Patrick then noticed the glass dome as well and raised an eyebrow*
Patrick: Heh....thats it? Reminds me of a giant green house.....
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*meles an Enemy Human and reloads while an allied Human covers him
Pat, watch out, the platform fries the air around it, dont get caught if it fires off
*runs from cover while firing and manages to another cover, tosses thermite and runs again, meleing 3 enemies in a row and reloading
oh, and your aim sucks
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*pops all clear signal flare
Pat, its clear, land and check the doors for the Dome
*helps toss enemy corpse on a pile
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Tskiko awoke in a cold sweat in an oversized white bed in a small white room. Startled, she sat up straight only to go into a coughing fit of pain. Apparently, if the meds had given her anything for pain, it had worn off. Her tail was bandaged, making her accept that her previous assumption about its injury true. She was still in the same clothes she had been in on the battlefield. They were tattered and scortched from her experience. The glider didn't like being in this place. It struck her a sinister for some odd reason, though she had been patched up.
She stood up shakily on the bed, doing her best to ignore the pain. Since she had left her post in the war before, she hoped that this base hadn't discovered the truth about her. Walking to the edge of the bed, she jumped down, landing feet first. Unfourtunately, those legs weren't sturdy enough to support her, so not long after landing, she was sprawled in the floor, coughing up blood on the white tile. "Damn it!" The glider exclaimed punding her fist on the ground. Once again she stood up and made her way to the door.
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*Patrick sighed and rolled onto his back while sliding another clip into his rifle*
Patrick: My aim sucks? Well excuse me for saving your butt....
*Patricked smirked and jumped from the ramp of the dropship and onto the desert ground while shouldering his rifle and pulling his combat glaive from its sheathe*
Patrick: yea..yea..I gotcha...
*Patrick walked up to the doors of the dome and tapped them with the blade of his glaive*
Patrick: Hmmm.......seems to be nothing more then glass....but the security systems are pretty impressive....give me a few minuets
*Patrick then tapped a few buttons on his wristcom while sliding a cable into the access port of the doors*
Patrick: Let's see...interfaceing interfaceing inter...ahhhh....I'm in...whoa.....big place....tight security...oh look...satellite imageing....I see you Eric....man.....these guys really put a number on this thing......
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*wipes face off and takes off helmet
Yeah yeah, techno guy, just do your job
*sips from canteen
oh, and be careful, there are reports of the enemy having Mech guards inside their platforms
*platforms are huge, the size of and underground city
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*Patrick groaned and continued tapping away on his wristcom*
Patrick: wonderful...just what I needed...wait...how heavily secured are a mech's main computer system?
*Patrick grinned as he got a perfect idea*
Patrick: Besides...do you have the training for infiltration and espionage? No? Then no comments from the peanut gallery...
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*tosses small dirt clod at Pat
just figure something out, and i think these are old units, like, Space Unification years old.
*radio crackles
Attention, all personel on the planet Yourane, unless the Meha'ar plateau is taken and the Hypervelocity platform neutralized, the planet will be SNd, you have 3 earth hours to complete your task, Humanist Platforms on smaller moons and planets are firing on the planet and surrounding fleet, directed FOTG platforms are redirecting fire at Humanist positions, but the fire is increasing, i repeat, Complete your objectives in 3 Earth hours, or command will be forced to SN the planet.
*SN stands for super nova, the target is literally transformed into a firey ball of energy, it is still experimental
*FOTG stands for Fire Of The Gods, it is a supercharged particle beam that can wipe a small country off of the face of a planet
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(i havent forgotten about you Nyx)
*hospital is evacuating all wounded, spot Nyx and try to stop her from leaving
*enoculate her and put her on a transport
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((Lol, I almost forgot about this myself. xD ))
The meds had noticed Tskiko trying to leave, and scooped her up for treatment before placing her on another transport. Once again, she had tried to fight them every step of the way. And once again she lost the battle. Tskiko didn't like being immobile, and didn't want to get recognized as the deserter she was. Though, she was positive it was bound to happen.
The nurses had given her some sort of sedative to calm her since she wasn't cooperating, and now they were getting ready to load her in an aircraft with a few others who were wounded. Soldiers, apparently. She closed her eyes and wondered where they were going now...
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*hears rumbling noise and looks skyward
awh hell, Hail mechs!!
(Hail mechs are mechs dropped from ships that land on a planet quicker, if they survive the fall)
Pat, hurry up, everyone else, TAKE COVER!!
*sees fallen mini-mech and mounts the shoulder canon on a wall, waiting
Pat, either blow the door or run
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*Patrick let out a small growl as the hail mechs dropped around them as he continued to working with his wristcom*
Ahhhhh....friggen a......this is not a simple voice recognition module you know.....and the door is made of durasteel plastic....it would take three pounds of plastique to move it an inch [this is bad....no cover and those mechs are about to use me for target practice.....]
*Patrick rapidly tapped the keys on his wristcom as it began interfacing automatically while he grabbed his rifle and aimed with his free hand*
[this is gonna hurt.....] OK, IN 3 MINUETS THIS DOOR IS COMING DOWN....WE GOTTA HOLD THEM....AND DON EVEN GIVE ME THAT LOOK ERIC!
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DAMNIT!!
*runs with cannon and stays near Pat
ill cover you, damnit two landed near us, everyone, take cover and HOLD THE LINE
*old bulky mech stands up shakily and heads towards them, head slightly crooked
*fires and hits it in the arm
Pat, how much time?
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*Patrick looked at the screen on his wristcom and blinked*
We got 2 minuets and 15 seconds yet
*Patrick aimed his rifle and fired a round, smiling as the round detonated against the knee joint of the mech*
If you got any explosive rounds or the like, aim for the knees, they can't attack if they can't walk
*Patrick glanced at his wristcom and smiled*
Just 45 seconds now
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*lands a direct hit to a chest compartment
thats great news, mind telling me when i have time to celebrate?
*cannon clicks empty as a APC mech opens with more than a 100 troops storming out
Cover, everyone, pull back to the platform, dont get bogged down, GET HERE NOW!
*takes cover and fires
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*Patrick smirked as Eric took cover while firing another round off, groaning as the rifle recoiled into his shoulder*
[Gahhhh....damnit....I think my collar bone just went....how much time? 10 seconds, great....they way these mechs are advancing, we'll all be toast in 5 seconds...unless....] Eric....do you have an Mag-pulse grenade? [Please say yes please say yes..]
*Patrick dove to ground just as several bullets passed over his head only to grin as his wristcom beeped*
DOOR'S OPEN! GO GO GO GO GO!
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*shouts over headset
Every one, BOOK IT INTO THE PLATFORM!!
*grabs a rookie by the collar and tosses him inside
oh, and here
*hastily tosses MP grenade
Doubt youll find use for it
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*Patrick grinned as he caught the MP grenade before diving through the door, ducking behind the side of it*
Obviously you had forgotten what a Magpulse grenade can do to a computer....
*Patrick pulled the pin before tossing the grenade out at the feet of one of the mechs, grinning as the grenade detonated into a wave of magnetic pulses, completely scrambeling the computer systems of said mech*
So now what? Whoa....
*Patrick whisteled in amazement as he looked around the platform, gazing at some of the systems and like with deep interest*
Daaaang....impressive
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*brushes off uniform
i guess, just an oversized palm imager, and anyways, amaze all you want, all of this is gonna be pure energy soon, if they do decide to SN the planet
*pulls up headset, tries HQ
damn thing, only works ouside
oh and pat, if we dont make it out of here, i want my buck now
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Yea yea....here
*Patrick smirked as he pulled his wallet out and hnads him a dollar*
Happy? Good now lets get out of here before they decide to activate this thing and we become nothing more then a memory
*Patrick smirked as he pocketed his wallet, shouldering his rifle afterwards*
So...know the layout of this thing?
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not really, this is the first Platform ive been in that wasnt either abandoned or destroyed, but there should be some escape vehicles somewhere here, we dont have to worry about shutting it down, all that matters is getting off this rock, check the mainframe, look for a map, do something.
*runs paw through fur, a cloud of sand forming
so far, not so different from Cali
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Heh, you and your Cali...well, give me a few minuets to jack into the systems and find those escape vehicles you were talking bout
*Patrick pulls the wristcoms jack to connect into the system mainframe, fully downloading a scaled map into his computer*
looks like the vehicles are a good 3 stories below us...hmmm...whats this? External Perimeter Defense Systems
*Patrick taps a few button, his claws making light clicking sounds as he work as he looks into the systems*
ok, we just need to head straight down and I also activated the exterior defenses, so any more emchs that are deployed will be slowed down...and then it's back to the sandbox for us
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i suppose
hmmmmm
I think this place is a class 4, so it doesnt have selestial craft...most likely land rovers for evacuation, which means that when we get there, were going to have to gun it to make it in time
*checks ammo, 14 clips, 3 grenades, a full canteen
im good, everyone, check your weapons and ammo, switch to burst fire and follow me, Delta formation, i want someone watching the rear at all times
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*wierd, kinda died off there
*after a long battle to the escape bay, along with the loss of 2 soldiers, the group managed to pile into a vehicle, along with the bodies of their fallen, and raced across the desert surface of the Desert planet.
PAT, cant you drive any smoother?
*large enemy mechs attempted to blow them out of existance, but the nimble vehicle easily out raced their aim
Almost there
*checks watch 25 Earth minuets before SN