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> > With the sudden rapid pace in which the OOC is moving, I'll say it again just to make sure it gets seen. I set up a Shadow Eternity counterattack pretty well, if anyone wants to capitalize on that. > > Perhaps Blackout could be used? He makes a good transport, as I've stated before. I have no objections to that, my friend.

With the sudden rapid pace in which the OOC is moving, I'll say it again just to make sure it gets seen. I set up a Shadow Eternity counterattack pretty well, if anyone wants to capitalize on that.

> I am deeply disappointing in you 

Okay. Post up. I've set up a potential Shadow Eternity response quite well, if anyone wants to capitalize on it.

**Isaac Clarke- CMS Terra Nova Bridge, orbiting an unknown planet** Isaac decided to give the team one last rundown of the situation before they carried out the operation. It had been a week since they wound up in unknown space, and after laying low and digging around in places Isaac probably did not belong, he found a solution to their supplies issue. "Okay, you two. Here's the stupid plan we have concocted for today. After looking through some information I very legally gathered, I have located a reasonably large supply cache on the planet in which you currently rest your feet. The supply cache contains what are apparently illegal materials out here, and therefore we're going to take them for ourselves." "So, what you're saying is that we are stealing illegal materials, that were illegally obtained by criminals, from said criminals." Came Zyland's response through their encrypted RigLink channel. Isaac chuckled and confirmed his blunt summary of the mission. "That basically sums it up." "You ever consider how awful this plan is, Isaac?" came Carver's input, just when Clarke predicted. This spawned another chuckle from Isaac, who responded jokingly, "Yeah. Stick around; I'm full of bad ideas." "Ready here." Zyland stated. "In position. Ready when you are." Followed John. "Command Console- Bridge." Isaac commanded, and immediately a myriad of three dimensional holographic images and screens appeared in the air around him. He turned around and placed a hand on the weapon control panel, and he armed the missiles just in case this fight turned out to be more than he predicted. "The operation is a go. Move in and secure those supplies." __________________________________ **John Carver- Unknown Planet, abandoned warehouse.** "With pleasure." John responded to Isaac's go-ahead. He kicked down the giant metal door with his enhanced strength and raised his weapon to take down any hostiles. These were lowlife, unorganized criminals according to Isaac, so he didn't expect them to give him much trouble. That is, until the warehouse revealed itself to be empty. Then John felt a pang of concern for just how organized these misfits were. "Isaac, no one is here. Are you sure no one is screwing with us?" Carver asked, contacting Isaac via RigLink. "Not that I know of... Zyland, you are scanning the perimeter, correct?" No response. That slightly concerned him. Just as he started to worry, however, a late response came through. "John! I ran into a few... People. I could probably use some help. They're pretty tough!" "Sh**. I'm on my way." John exited the building once again and dashed around to the other side of it. There, he saw one brute of a man on top of Zyland, trying to drive a knife through an unplated portion of his armor. Carver raised his bullpup rifle and shot him in the head with pinpoint precision. They were surprised by his arrival and they did not have time to react before he shot the second one. By that time, the last brute had a chance to react. He was almost instantly on top of Carver with a giant blade raised, but the sound of a third gunshot rung through the air as Zyland nailed the guy through the head with his handgun. Carver stood up and tried to set the tone after the battle with a witty comment. "They may have been faster and stronger than Necromorphs, but they were nowhere near as resilient." Zyland kept his typical in-the-fueld coldness and immediately headed to the warehouse entrance. "Let's go see what the fruits of our labor are, exactly. __________________________________ **Zyland Bannon** Zyland entered the warehouse and looked upon the several large crates of supplies. Food, water, raw materials and some random gizmos the likes of which he had never seen. "Isaac, the supplies are secure. Ready for evac." "Already on it, Z. Is it enough?" came Isaac's respnse. Carver took the liberty of answering this one. "By the looks of things, Isaac, I think we've just brought you an early Christmas." "That's great to hear. The dropship is outside. You should start loading up the materials. Hurry up and get out of there before any of their friends come by." With the final step in motion, they used their kinesis modules to lift the massive, heavy crates into the ship with ease. Then they boarded the ship themselves just as the mechanical pilot took off toward the Terra Nova. Zyland was in the rear of the ship, having decided to inspect the materials for anything dangerous or informative. What he found was mildly disturbing. "Hey, Clarke. Any idea what "S.E." means?" "Uhh, no... Why?" came his puzzled reply. "All of these crates seem to have that acronym stamped across the sides, nice and large." "That's interesting..." "Sh** guys, what'd we drag ourselves into here?" Carver butted in. From the other end of the RigLink, Isaac pondered for a few moments during the silence that followed the question. "I don't know. But these criminals may be more organized than we thought."

My plan is to have it highly combat-centered, but go still have little side stories and events that take place in between matches. Just make a strong but not OP character with a personality that isn't that of a machine. Those will be my only standards on that end.


Dangit gais. I go to sleep for five ours, wake up, and come back to a fuss. If y'all want any o' my pecan pie today, then ye betta get them ants outta ya pants.

> Meh. Anyways. Just wondering when the gm will magically re-appear and solve all the worlds problems I predict it will happen in 413 minutes.

He probably meant to type OOC but zoned out whilst writing his sentence. I do that from time to time.