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Creative Arts and Media => Roleplay => Serious RP => Topic started by: Colioli4 on May 13, 2012, 01:44:52 PM
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Hey everyone, I always wanted to make a science fiction roleplay, so here is my first try :)
Everyone who wants to join, please leave name of your character, appearance, gender etc in your first post. NO PLAYiNG GOD OR TAKING OVER OTHER CHARACTERS!!! Guns are allowed, but please, don't carry whole arsenals ;).
Let's get started with a little history...
Once, millions of years ago, the Galaxy was ruled by chaos. Then, the angels came to be, fighting against the hordes of Lucifer, Lord of Chaos. After 666 years of battle, the Archangel Tamriel was able to destroy Lucifer, and trew his soul into the black hole in the centre of the Galaxy. Whith the dark Lord gone, species throughout the Galaxy were now able to transform and grow, until the first species were able to invent the hyperdrive, a mechanism that allowed a spaceship to travel at the speed of light. More and more races joined the spacerace, until the glorious moment that two species met, and started the first Galactic Alliance. That was 2500 years ago. Now, thousands of species have already joined the Galactic Alliance. But, as was said in the Old Story, Lucifer is planning his return, and with the Angels mysterious disappearance from the Galaxy, it is the question who is going to stop him and his growing fleet of demonic spacecraft...
Now, the start of the story:
The sounding of the alarm woke Blizzard (Bliz for friends) up early. "What, another training session??? This is the fifth this month..." He dressed quickly in his black and white jumpsuit (the same color as his fur), grabbed both his blaster pistols and his small stockpile of grenades and ran out of the room into the already overcrowded hallway. People moved towards the escape hangars of the spacestation, carrying what little they could bring and draging children and elders to their feet. Moving fast through the crowd, Blizzard headed toward the Guard Headquarters. It was only an few minutes until he got to the Headquarters of the spacestation. In the fortified walls of the commando hub, everyone had panicked. People were running towards the exit as Blizzard came in. Pushing his way through the mob, he saw someone he knew from his training days: Sarge Peterson. The Lion was one of the only ones not trying to get away. He and some of the other guards were blocking the only other way into the command hub. When he saw Blizzard, Peterson called him over. He came immediately to the point. 'Unknown hostiles in the lower hangar bay. There are thousands of them... We are being slaughtered down there...' One of the guards joined in: I... I was monitoring the cameras when these... Things just came to be in the hangar bay. I saw them... Cutting down everyone in there... Eating them...' The young guard fell to his knees, crying. Sarge turned to Blizzard. 'We gotta stop them here, we have to rescue the colonists...' "Count me in Sarge. Who else is helping us???"
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Is this up for people to join in? I'm ready to kill some aliens.
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Yep, there might be some things that need to change, but ill let everyone who joins/has joined/will join if it is very serious ;)
So if you want to join, welcome, if not, too bad ;)
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Use one of your own characters and just jump in :).
The Sarge is just introducing the other defenders. He is a character you may use in your dialogues, but you have to put your own imagined character into play. You can use the Sarge for example for your characters introduction.
Anyway, good luck ;)
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The alarms blared in Freedom's ear. He dressed in a rush dawning his rifle and a small breaching charge he rushed into the hallways. "Get out of the way!" He shoved an oblivious Fox to the bulkhead with great force. After a few moments he was in the Guard Headquarters. "Damn what the hell is it now?" He looked around seeing nothing but chaos and a few guards at the entrances. He went up to Wellsworth who was in charge of monitoring the stations vital signs. "What's going on here?" "We have a breach in the lower hangar bay. It's..It's not pretty Sir." Freedom looked into the halls noticing the chaos and ran back out into the hallways to try and calm some of the colonists down. As he was exiting he was pushed a side by another guard. It was Blizzard, Freedom had seen him around the past month more than usual with all the drills. He chased after him. "Count me in Sarge." Freedom heard from Blizzard as he ran up. Freedom looked at Blizzard giving him a curt nod and then turning to Sergeant Peterson. "Sir Corparol Freedom reporting for duty." The Sarge looked at Freedom and told him all that had told Blizzard. Freedom turned and asked. "Do you know what we are up against here." The Sarge shook his head."No Corparol this is a new threat." Freedom saluted and readied his rifle. "Let's go."
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I suggest making an OOC so you can talk about the RP without clogging it up.
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(Ok)
Blizzard returns Freedoms nod as he comes into the HQ. He has seen him often these past months, a good soldier with great marksman skills and above all great bravery. The Sarge orders everyone to get into position at the bottleneck. 'We've got to buy the colonists time!!!' There are 16 guards armed and ready to defend the station, including Freedom, Sarge and Blizzard himself. Some of the privates place Adementium shields in front of them, others hide behind the pillars at both sides of the hallway. Blizzard takes both his pistols and finds a shield to hide behind. While taking cover, he hears the sounds of battle coming closer...
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Freedom rushes into the hallway tripping over some of the privates drag themselves to their stations. Freedom found a good vantage point between two shields with a gap wide enough for his barrel and scope to fit. He focused his sights on the bulkhead. He heard screams and saw blood spray across the ground. "Abydos God of Hunting give me strength and keep my aim true." Freedom prayed as one of the creature came into his sights. He fired a shot hitting the creature in the arm. It let out a screech and charged for the soldiers. "Light him up!" ordered Sarge. And every soldier unloaded.
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Freedom had the honor of firing the first shot. The demonic creature came so fase around the corner that Blizzard didn't notice it at first. It's black eyes gazed at his injured arm, from which very dark red blood started to ooze. The creature turned towards his attackers, bellowed and ran on his four muscled leggs towards the Guards. As Sarge screamed the order to fire, all 16 started firing at the demon. It came till halfway the hallway, where it dropped to the ground, dead. Before there was time to react, three other monsters appeared around the corner, one holding an amputated leg in its claws. Screeching, they attacked, sprinting towards us, bloodlust in their eyes.
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The creatures came out nowhere slaughtering guards left and right. Blizzard had been able to take some good vitals shots while Freedom had been loading another carterdige. Freedom looked down the sights and fixated on one of the creatures head. The beast stared him down. The stare borrowed into Freedoms soul. "By Cyrilla the Goddess of death you shall parish!" Freedom Announced as he fired another shot. It streaked down the hallway passing through the air like an eagle hitting it's mark. The beast fell blood flowing from it's eye socket. Freedom stood and took his breaching charge and leapt over the shields. Sprinting down the hallway he planted the charge on a pillar set to explode if anything passed by it. He ran back to his post picking up and assault rifle from a dead Bat. "Delia give this poor soul a home in your gardens." Freedom said before closing the bats eyes. He got to he post and waited.
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5 men had perished during the onslaught that followed by the arrival of the demons. 2 more were mortally wounded, stumps where their arms or legs used to be. One of the demons had come dangerously close to Blizzard, but he had been rescued by the quick shooting from Freedom. As the hallway became quieter once again, the sounds of battle raging in the distance, Blizzard skipped towards the pair of shields Freedom and the Sarge where hiding behind. 'What now???' He asked as he arrived, 'these creatures are stronger than anything i've met on my travels. We can't possibly hold out against anotger wave!!! We've got to retreat!!!' The Sarge looked at him angrily. 'Negative, we are not leaving this place!!! I will not let my home be destroyed by these monsters, these... Abominations!!!' Blizzard sighs. 'Very well, what shall we do then? Keep defending this hallway, or try to find a better spot?'
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"With all do respect sir the battle is not here. It rages down In the lower hanger bay. Let Blizzard and I go down and reinforce the 2-90. I will leave the charge set in place in case of another attack to this wing." Sarge looked up and sighed
"It is not my choice Blizzard agrees to this then by all means." Freedom turned and looked at Blizzard awaiting his decision eagerly.
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Blizzard smiles to Freedom and Sarge. 'Yes, I think going to the lower levels is a better idea than staying here. We do it!' Sarge sighs deep. 'Ok you two, off you go. we will defend this part of the station as long as possible. and Freedom...' Sarge takes a piece of paper out of his jumpsuit. 'If you see my son on the lower decks, give him this.' He waits if Freedom will take the paper, small tears forming in his eyes. He knows he will not get out of this alive. A commanding officer never leaves ship...
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"At any cost." Freedom saluted Sarge and ran down the hallway bypassing the charge. The two daredevils ran to the stairs to find a horrifying scene. Blood was caked into the walls. Freedom rub a finger across it, it was as if someone had painted the walls in blood. "This is sick, we need to stop this, NOW." Freedom took the assault rifle and proceeded down the stairway. At the end there were some blaster doors blocking his path, they were locked, no way in except to blow them. "Damn, I left the charge with Sarge. Do you have any grenades? He asked turning to Blizzard. "If we can detonate them all at once the doors will be sliced like butter."
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'Yep, got them right here.' Blizzard said, patting his collection. Together they placed them on the heavy metal door. Just as they placed the last one, Blizzard heard growling coming from the other side of the door. Blizzard gave Freedom a quick look, grabbed his pistol and pushed the detonator. An massive explosion rocked the hallway they were in and blew the door straight down. Just as the hall began to quiet down, huge shadowy forms dove through the doorway. 'Incoming!!!'
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The doors blasted open leaving a gap big enough for a small port shuttle to get through. "Incoming!" Blizzard yelled as a massive figure came bursting into the room. It had giant arms and a nasty attitude. "Blizzard take this!" Freedom yelled throwing Blizzard his Sniper Rifle. I'll distract him you go back upstairs and find a vantage point!" The creature tore at Fredom with his massive claws. "Go!" Freedom ducked under the beast and scurried into the hall. *I hope Blizzard can find a good spot* Freedom had the creature follow him, at the end of the hall way he shot at it until the alien was about to snatch Freedom. He once again ducked under the damned thing and ran back down the hall and up the stairs hearing the creature no more than a few feet behind.
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Blizzard ran as fast as he could up the stairs. He ran towards the piece of railing he had already noticed downstairs and from which he would have a perfect overview of what happened downstairs. He placed the long rifle on the railing for accuracy, and looked just through its long scope to see Freedom running for his life with the gigantic demon running just behind him. As Blizzard placed the crosshairs on the monsters head, he heard growling and sniffing behind him. 'Detoro!!!' He thought as he took the shot and immediately jumped over the railing as he heard the things screaming behind him
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Blizzard shot the beast but all it did was anger it. Freedom got to the top of the stairs and turned the corner only to see more creatures. "That's not good." Freedom leapt on top of one and did a somersault onto the railing before leaping down after Blizzard. "If they're smart at all we don't have time to waste here." He said to Blizzard. He started down the hall covering Blizzard for when he moved. Before he could do anything there was one of the aliens chasing after Blizzard. Freedom shot at it with his assault rifle. "This isnt doing much." Freedom went into his jump suit and pulled out a small grenade. "I knew this might come in handy." He set it to blow in 15 seconds just enough time to reach the monster and for Blizzard to make a run for it. If this didn't work Cyrilla would be waiting at the gates of hell to welcome Freedom.
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Blizzard heard that the monster was coming after him. He could almost feel its horrible breath down his neck. Sprinting toward the place Freedom stood, he heard him shoot his rifle, which didn't do anything but anger the creature behind him. As he rolled past one of the thing's claws, he heard and saw a small tikking ball rolling past. 'Holy...' Was the only thing he thought before the small grenade exploded only a couple of meters away, sending him and the creature flying into a wall. He was lucky that the sheer size of the monster had rescued him from death, but still he was badly burnt by the heatwave following the blast. As he tried to shake the sudden peep out of his head, he saw a small red shadow behind Freedom, who himself was coming to help his wounded friend. Knowing immediately that the red shadow was a threat, Blizzard pulled his only left laser pistol and shot at it, hitting it square in its chest.
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Blizzard and the alien were thrown againt the wall but luckily the beast shielded Blizzard from the initial blast. Freedom ran over to help Blizzard up, he looked like he was burnt from the secondary heatwave. He saw Blizzard moving and puul mout his laser pistol. *What is he..?* When Blizzard pointed it towards Freedom he ducked and slid behind the dead creatures body. "What are you...!" Freedom started when he heard a loud yell. "What was that?" He turned to where he had been and saw a red shadow. It was fast but it was bleeding profusely from its chest. Freedom shot at it but it was too quick. Freedom grabbed Blizzard and threw him over his shoulders and ran towards the medical bay to patch him.
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The world was fading in and out as Blizzard was carried to the medbay. His vision blurred between the reality and his memories.
"Black clouds filled the skies. The whirling masses of water turned and collapsed as a new wave of bombers flew straight through them... Huge pirate walkers blazing lasers down to the burning planet... Millions of souls extinguished in a matter of seconds... Two Huskies, their badly burned bodies, two loved ones, murdered in the blink of an eye... The face of a young cat, trying to get him out of his destroyed home, calling for backup..."
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Freedom had blocked the door with some heavy machines. The monsters outside were banging on the doors making it hard for Freedom to focus on Blizzards wounds. "How are we going to get out if this mess?" He thought for a while waiting for Blizzard to stabilize. He saw Blizzard fidgeting in his comatos state. "I wonder what he's thinking of." Freedom stood up and looked around for another exit. He came to the back of the bay and noticed a small crawl space. He opened it and was met with a pistol in his face. He grabbed the arms and jerked a small Racoon from the crawl space twisting his arm back behind him. "Name and Rank." Freedom ordered taking the pistol and pushing it into the Racoons back. "Private Art. Medic assigned to the 2-90. Sir!" Freedom let go of Art and pushed him against the wall with one arm before growling "Where the hell is the rest of the crew!" Blizzard stopped moaning and groaning and the monster outside had stopped banging on the door. Leaving the medical bay silent except for Freedoms angry growlin as he awaited his answer.
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(Sorry, was on holiday without any WiFi or internet... Stupid Germany :(. You ready to continue???)
AAAAAAH!!!' Blizzard wakes up screaming of the pain in his back and head. It feels like a grenade exploded... Oh, wait, it did... Opening his eyes against the strong lights he recognises the med bay. He sees Freedom talking to some doctor or whatever. 'Ah, Freedom, you still alive buddy???' He says, while fighting back the pain.
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(Yum... Are you still there??? Or does anyone else care to join???? Please??? :P)
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(Sorry just mover I'm ready to continue)
Freedom is about to punch Arts teeth in when he hears Blizzard call to him. "Whoa stay there!" Freedom yells at Blizzard. "And if you move I'll kill you without a second thought." Freedom went over to Blizzard. "Stay on that stretcher there." He grabbed a scanner to scan Blizzards vital signs. "You can't move far without falling over from the concusion. But you can use this" Freedom pulled a wheelchair around the table. "It's electric and you can use it with your mind just like you would your legs." When he placed Blizzard in the wheel chair Freedom felt a sharp pain in his side. He looked back and the Racoon had stabbed Freedom with a scapel. "What the fu--" Freedom dropped down to his knees. Art took the pistol back and held Freedom point blank. "You two aren't going anywhere! Hahaha. My precious creatures need to feed!"
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His vision blurred, and then Blizzard suddenly sat in a wheelchair. He heard some sounds and realized Freedom was speaking to him. He was unable to make out what was said. Then, suddenly, Freedom was on his knees, and a unknown person stood over him, a bloody scapel in his hand. Without considering his other options, Blizzard send his wheelchair at full speed forwards. He collided head on with the new threat, and the Raccoon flew backwards into a wall.
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Blizzard had rammed his wheelchair into Art sending him back into a wall. But that didn't stop him. "A feisty one eh?" Art took the pistol and shot at Blizzard luckily for Bliz the Racoon was not a fair shot. "Problems Doctor?" Freedom said holding up his rifle no more than 6 inches away from Arts head. "Now tell what the hell those things are!" Freedom rested the butt of the rifle against the counter and had his finger on the trigger. "You have 5 seconds to put the gun down and tell me what's going on."
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The Raccoon missed his shot. It bounced of his wheelchair and broke some lab equipment. Blizzard saw Freedom standing at point blanc range with the enemy, gun pointed at the head. The Raccoon just smiles at Freedoms threat. 'No-one can hurt me.' He tree his handa in the air. Small lightenings began to form in his palms. 'I AM A GOD!!!!!!'
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"God my ass!" Freedom yelled as he shot a round into the doctors head. Freedom thought it was over but the Racoon started laughing. "That was nothing!" The Racoon took Freedom and threw him across the room sending a jagged price of metal through his leg.
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The crazed Raccoon looked at the both of them, spit on the ground and said: "Well, if you excuse me, I got people to kill. Lots and lots of them. I'll deal with you two annoying little pests later." And with a bright red flash, he was gone. Blizzard was getting dizzier with the second. "We... We must... st... stop... him..." was all he say before he lost conciousness, trapped in a room besieged by hungry monsters, and with his only friend in this mess lying against a wall on the opposite side of the room...