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In CWP-4 11 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
sorry guys, ill get CS up tommarow, synching up an Gmail to windows live mail on a sat net connection, is infuriateing to say the least. when I get done my current nightmare, im going to bed.
The Wail of the alarms broke the proceedings with mixed reactions of relief and panic. mike caught the Tirolian's glance with a daredevil's grin.
"oh good, I was wondering when they'd show up" mike muttered patting the Tash on her shoulder before running towards his VF, fluidly dodging techs and pilots each milling for their positions.

"GOOD LUCK, SEE YOU OUTSIDE!" he yelled back as he caught his stripe adorned helmet and jammed it on his head before jumping into the cockpit. he watched the crewmember in front of his FV, and followed his instructions, going through a hasty systems check. finally the ferret gave him the go ahead to taxi into the runway and was replaced by a hare who motioned for the fighter in front of mike's to launch.
< Lt Mike, Nawlin to tower, requesting permission to launch> mike called over the radio, watching as another SV-II moved into position and launched.

<Tower to Lt. Nawlin, permission to launch granted, good hunting> the response was echoed by the hare pointing to mike, positioning him in front of the blast deflector and into launch position. Easing the throttle up, mike tapped at the mini music player strapped to his thigh as his other hand slowly increased the throttle, waiting for the hare who nodded to him and dropped into a forward kneel, pointing star ward.
With nothing else to do, mike slammed the throttle forward in challenge to the black vacuum and jarred with the sudden lack of gravity, before steeling himself. a quick check showed him on Channel and wasting little time he called out.
<Nawlin here, moving to intercept hostiles> he growled reducing throttle to under redline, and joining the rest of the defending forces.
im not angry at anyone, least of all you, being a late addition. I just am anxious to get started again.
YOUR ARGUMENTS ARE INVALID!

my unicorn is aquaman,

KNEEL BEFORE THE POWER OF WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALES!!
waiting for some slowpokes, also why are we trying to push for an intergalactic USO show?
"Fall in, boys and girls," ordered the Red Panda

mike stepped lively into position, using his left arm to align and space himself with the group, once the short jostle was over he snapped to attention watching the human ships carefully make their way to the landing bay. the shapes seemed similar to the sentinel's own, but blockier, and less refined, but seeing them in action, he knew they had the strength and speed to rival anything they, or the enemy had.

mike took a quick glance to his left and right, to the motley bunch he was in. of all the species to put in a welcome party, they put a Felness, A Selachai, and a Tirolian. each being stereotyped as a manipulator, a potential fight, or what some people still considered traitors, despite the Tirolians being left in a figurative shithole. in truth, mike liked the Tirolians, the ones he met, while blunt, were honest and worked hard. he'd have thought they would have sent a groomed squad of Vulfen, they seemed more suited to mingle with other races, his own being the exception.

this would give a PR agent a heart attack. mike thought as he sighed, catching himself midway and locking back into position. he supposed it didn't matter what he thought, his job was to pilot a metal monster, far be it from he to cast stones. in either case, life was about to get a little more complicated in space.
no argument there
just finished macross zero.....it was good, but the ending was quite WTF
I...I think rafale is having a stroke.....


also changing my music
hey blue fox, good to see you again!
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