ISOT Nation RP

[kotetsu852]

Admiral Marshall was staring at Loki with a grin like the devil while the radio was muted. Loki had just told him that there was a city underwater that seemed to be independent and functioning. As he pondered the idea of sending something to investigate Fleet Admiral Hood walked in, obviously refreshed from the long slumber. He seemed older somehow but yet still unchanged. He shooed Admiral Marshall out of the chair and took his seat. Admiral Marshall stood by waiting for orders while Loki informed Hood about the current situation. At the end of the long report, Hood stood and walked to the window of the bridge and let out a chuckle.

Hood: "So they think their old age nukes would do anything to us?"

Marshall: "Yes Sir, They are very much like the old United States in the way they run things."

Hood: "Lets do what they ask but open lines to all other independents on this planet. I want to find alternate routes of supply before they start a twenty second war with us."

Marshall: "As Loki has informed you, there is an independent city underwater that we picked up and a strange distortion on the ocean that we can't explain."

Hood: "Lets secure an elevator in the Balkans, we need to get a presence that doesn't revolve around talking to these morons."

Marshall: "Sir, I will inform the Enclave of our intent to move the base to Guatemala."

Marshall sent the reply back to the Enclave letting them know the move was being made and the base would be set in Guatemala in a couple of days. He ended transmissions to the Enclave and opened a broadcast pulse to send a message through radios to the underwater city. The message simply repeated:

"This is Admiral Marshall of the United Nations Space Command, calling out to independent groups on this planet. If anyone is there, we'd like to chat."

[BigBullCrocker]

((I'm probably going to RP as two people as the predators, Cracked Tusk, a Clan Leader and Scar, and Elite))

The Predators sat mostly in their ships.
"Clan Leader, we have picked up a transmission, they sound Human" The Clan Leader in charge slowly walked over, he held his helmet under his left arm.
"Try to decode it, let them know we're listening." The transmissions officer did so and sound filled the small room
"So they think their old age nukes would do anything to us?"
"Transmit to all ships" The Clan Leader commanded. The transmissions officer did so, he was blooded but still got little respect from the Clan Leader. They listened in and when 'Admiral Marshall' wanted to 'chat' the Clan Leader responded. He used the wrist gauntlet to translate to English.
"This is Clan Leader, Cracked Tusk of the Yautja, if you wish to talk to me and my clan and anyone else who is on this rock of a planet then I command you to come down and speak. Staying up in the stars is cowardly and for all we know you could be planning to blow us all to smithereens."

Scar sat on the top of one of the ships. He looked around the place he was in before a voice rang out in his helmet.
Environment safe to breathe. With this Scar took off his helmet slowly and laid it down next to him. He breathed in the air as the transmission from the Clan Leader started to sound out from his wrist gauntlet.

[kotetsu852]

Nearly an instant after hearing the reply Admiral Marshall relayed the information to Fleet Admiral Hood. The look on his face said it all, the voice wasn't human but clearly English. Admiral Marshall didn't wait for orders before replying calmly, saying to look up and a U.N.S.C. envoy would be coming down, with escort to make introductions. He turned away, saluted to the FADM and walked down to the armory. After rounding up all of Whiskey and Victor teams (ODST squads, 12 men each squad) he brought them down to the armory and while gearing up briefed them.

Admiral Marshall: "We've made contact with a non-human force residing on this planet. We are unsure if they are hostile and what their capabilities are."

Captain Riley: "Sir, if we don't know what their capabilities are, then why aren't we bringing more than assault weapons?"

Marshall: "They are most likely advanced and reasonable enough but I do see your point, that's why I've put a requisition in for a Scorpion battalion assembled."

Riley: Sir, we both know that's not going to be done if things get hairy down there. If I may suggest something..."

Marshall: "You may."

Riley: "My men have been successful at making a pod capable of dropping in a Warthog."

Marshall: "How many do you have?"

Riley: "Just one but we've made schematics, the Skidbladnir could make more."

Marshall: "Bring it down with us. We'll get more when it's convenient but for now we've got to go in. I'm bringing you guys along cause you're the best at shock and awe, so tell me! I go in by Pelican, How do you go!

Captain Riley, Captain Abram, and the rest of the ODSTs: "Feet First! Helljumpers all the way!"

The green light blinked twice quickly, ODSTs locked into the pods. Red light came on, yellow, then green. Hanger door opened and the pelican dropped down, traveling down quickly to meet the alien group, Admiral Marshall adjusted to the light armor quickly. Waiting, and Waiting. "ETA 2 minutes." Marshall made sure the M7 Caseless SMG he had stored was loaded and he had the extra magazines he had brought loaded too. They touched down at the coordinates that had been decoded from the message response and stepped out onto the hard, cracked African soil, the ODSTs came down too, the Warthog hit first, then the men. The secured the area and loaded up the Warthog.

[Dr K]

This is bullshit...! thought Major Bran Morski, as he dashed through the woodlands, the faint rustling and enraged howling not too far behind him. For a second, he considered the idea of turning around and trying to catch his pursuers by surprise. Then he caught a glimpse of the monstrosity that was currently hot on his heels and thought better. Bullshit! This is bullshit! he desperately kept repeating to himself over in his head, as if stating the obvious was gonna do him any better right now. As he rushed amongst the trees, his mind raced as he frantically looked left and right for somewhere that would keep him safe from the beast's grasp. As his breath slowly became more ragged by the second, a stray thought suddenly made its way inside the major's mind. With a sudden sprint, he quickly swerved to the right and ducked under a tree trunk. The deathclaw, now drunk with the excitement of the hunt, broke off from its team in full pursuit of the 'alien'.
Soon enough, the pilot's scent led to a dry riverbed amidst the trees. Not seeing its prey anywhere nearby, the beast skidded to a halt, scrabbling at the dirt beneath its feet with his claws. It lifted its head and snuffled the air, remaining almost completely motionless for a second, before letting out a triumphant snort. It tracked the scent, his head now close to the ground, and slowly edged closer to a rather large burrow in the side of the riverbed, roughly concealed by a small layer of dead leaves. The deathclaw let out a mighty howl, before quickly shoving its razor-sharp claws within the burrow, tearing at the entrance and within the hole.
The beast, however, stopped soon enough it frenzy; even it could tell that there was something off. It quickly retracted its paws and snuffed at the white substance that was now stuck at the end of its claws; it clearly wasn't something the wild creature had ever seen or felt before, yet it looked oddly familiar...
With a mighty crash, Bran leapt down from a tree trunk looming above the riverbed onto the deathclaw, his army knife tight in his hand. Despite the 80 kg blow the latter had just received on the nape of it neck, however, it would be a matter of instants before it managed to shake the Celtanian pilot off its back. As the major tried to hang on, he desperately tried to pierce the deathclaw's rough scales, but to no avail. The beast, annoyed by the silly human that was trying to overpower it just now, gave one last shake, successfully tossing the Celtanian pilot off it. However, just as the deathclaw managed to do so, Bran felt the thing he had been holding onto up to this point come off in his hand. As he sailed through the air, he stared in dull surprise at the object he was now clutching tight in his hand. It looked like an electrical device of some kind, and it certainly wasn't one of his. He reckoned it must have been previously attached to the beast; maybe to control it or something like tha-...
As he suddenly realized what he had just done, combined with the way the deathclaw had started to act up just now, he quickly decided that the best plan of action right now was probably a hasty retreat. As he scrambled up the walls of the river bed, he silently prayed that whoever was following him would make a good enough snack for the enraged deathclaw. As he ran, he shuddered at the screeching cry that echoed a ways behind him.

The sergeant stood up when the reptile-like creature stepped snarling into the clearing. Unlike the one that had been following Major Bran earlier, this one was still disoriented by the trees and greenery of the planet. As it cautiously looked around, turning its large scaly head to examine its surroundings.

" Sergeant Medekhgüi! Do you copy?"

Startled by the sudden message and the tone of the major's voice, the sergeant quickly answered. "I copy, sir. There's some strange creature in front of me right now; should I kill it?"
On the other side of the line, Bran swore heavily.

"Sergeant, forget about the plan and get out of there! If you make it out of here alive, follow order # 101! Also, destroy the radio after hearing this message. And most importantly, try to stay as far as possible from that thing! Over and out."

Although not really sure about what was going on, Nergüi Medekhgüi quickly selected the radio's self-destruct option, before it tossing away from her.
Just as she was about to dash off into the wilderness, however, a brood-curling shriek made her spin around. The deathclaw had finally noticed her, and was readying itself for the bloodbath. "Booveig min khoh, asshole..." she muttered as she went for her gun.
She'd just barely managed to take aim when the creature suddenly broke into a sprint. As the deathclaw pounced, the only thing the sergeant could think was "Well... Shit." before she toppled over like a bowling pin. She desperately fired a few times at the creature that was now on top of her, before she was quickly disarmed, in the literal sense of the word, a moment later in a single swipe.

[kotetsu852]

After many hours of waiting patiently for the Yautja leaders to arrive, an Albatross came down bearing another Admiral to relieve him for a more important diplomatic mission. Admiral Beveral took over the operation but wasn't quite prepared, only wearing his Admiral dress uniform. Admiral Marshall boarded the Albatross and headed back up. After docking and refitting into his Admiral uniform he headed to the bridge for a briefing.

Hood: "Marshall, we've gotten tired of waiting for a reply from the underwater city. We're going down to explore and investigate. You and a squad of ODSTs will drop down into a section of the city that is uninhabited, it seems like its dead in all honesty."

Marshall: "Sir, what kind of armament should I bring?"

Hood: "The ODSTs are trained not to miss but you're not an ODST, so I would suggest either an M-7 or an M6D."

Marshall: "Yes sir, are they prepped?"

Loki interrupted with a quick "Yes now go Admiral." He didn't know but time was running low on the stance they were keeping, another couple feet to the left and they would miss. Admiral Marshall ran to the armory to get geared up before loading in with the ODSTs. Loki started the accelerators and away they went into the deep, dark, blue.

A crash and a bang later, they had penetrated the thick wall of steel that held this already broken down sector together. The ODSTs immediately salvaged their pods and moved in towards the first door. Admiral Marshall wasn't so quick as he wasn't trained for that, he dragged himself and his weapons out and sat for a moment before joining the ODSTs. The door was opened and a brilliant light shown through. They moved into this hall and kept positions while Admiral Marshall set up a device to constantly transmit a message to all radios and tvs in the area. It was a recording of Admiral Marshall informing people of their presence and that they were wanting to talk.

[Warler]

The civilian population in BCRD territory start the day with here first pray time to the machine god; many are gathered at the grand cathedral dedicated to the machine god. The High inquisitor Reese del luto is in the middle of his blessing to the masses when a flash of light engulfed the lands around prompting panic among the people. The flash was sudden and fast and people looked to the sky to see if they had been attacked, but there was nothing to be seen. Across the city speakers a message is played.
“ATTENTION! Citizens of BCRD Please remain calm, I repeat please remain calm; we have no reference of any attack on our territory. Go about your daily business.”

Meanwhile in BCRD military HQ High general James has called his top officers to the war room to find out what the flash was. The 3 top commanders under high general James are in the war room arguing.

“It’s the dam northern lot there trying to drop EMP on us” said Commander John.

Then Commander Jenny replied. “You can’t be sure of that!”

“I say we deploy our 1st recon team to the north and see what there up to!” said Commander Jones.

“Hey stop this fighting and start giving me answers” High commander James said while moving along to the world map on the table. Frowning slightly he looks up to his Commanders.” Jenny gets me a report from the radar stations.” “YES SIR” was heard just before she jumped to her feet and rushed out the door. James and the other commanders studied the world map looking at possible places they could have been attacked from. When a small built man enters the room and stutters “Sir we have lost contact to our outposts in Europe, Africa, and northern America. We have also got problems with our nuclear power plant; Amazon production facility is also suffering problems.”

High General James sighs then slams his fists to the table. “Anything else? he replies” The small man stutters slightly “yeees sir we have picked up some strange communications from the northern areas sir, there openly broad casting to anyone that will listen.” The high general looks shocked slightly,” Ok son monitor the communications but do not respond” The small man jumps to attention and replies “YES SIR!” before leaving the war room.
“Ok we are at code red, get our places on lock down all available units to patrols all boarders! Jones get on it and make it snappy” Jones jumps from his seat then replies “ SIR YES SIR” before double timing out of the war room to the control room. James looks directly at his final Commander John. “you will lead a small recon team north of the boarder, But john you cannot get captured! You get 4 Mech’s we need to know what is going on and now!” John stands up and points to the world map. “ Sir if we move up through here from Peru we will have to jump pack the Mexican wastes to avoid the gangs. After that we should hit the CMN defence boarders. “ High general James looks at the maps and points to a spot “ when you hit here you will have to break radio silence and contact CMN, be sure you stay on guard John.”

The high General moves away from the maps and moves to the screens mounted on the wall. “Central bring up the world map imaging from satellite alpha” The BCRD central computer trys to bring up the satellite image but cant. “Sorry General James but there is no trace or response from satellite alpha” James lets out a deep cry of anger before responding “what do you mean no trace! It does not just vanish! Central scans all systems and gives me a full update when you’re done” Central replies “Yes General James this make takes sometime I will respond once scans have been complete.” He shakes his head in disappointment before looking at Commander john and saying “ John get going you got limited intel. Respond once you reach CMN boarders and at the first glimps of trouble you get the hell out of there and return home!” Commander John nods in agreement then, salutes before leaving the war room before heading to the Mech bay.

[BigBullCrocker]

The Predators had been watching the humans for a few hours. They were invisible and studied their movements, these were not like the ones encountered on primal earth years before. These humans were better equipped but still, the might of the Yautja should crush them. Scar came out of his invisibility

"You have come Humans, i am Scar i trust your actions will not be hostile."

[kotetsu852]

Admiral Beveral watched the large, obviously sentient being materialize out of thin air but didn't even budge, cloaking had been seen before. He had been the Captain of a stealth corvette before.There wasn't much that needed to be discussed but he was going to remain civil and still show the pride and colors of the UNSC unless these creatures attacked, which seemed unlikely due to the heavy marines behind him, but there could be upwards of a trillion of the race standing behind this one and he wouldn't even notice. While stepping forward he introduced himself.

Admiral Beveral: "Greeting Scar. I am Admiral Beveral of the United Nations Space Command. As you you have trusted, he have come in peace. I am here to see if we can benefit each other in any way."

The Marines behind him had taken up positions but had lowered there weapons due to the meeting not immediately going south like they always expected.