Izaka Sazaka

Halo: ONI Section III Blacklist

Just as the good colonel finished strapping himself in the sensation of the pod's release hit him at full force, his stomach nearly turning inside out. That brief instant of weightlessness before the fall was always the worst and the human closed his eyes against it, muscles tightening as the unfamiliar feeling of tension rushed through his every muscle. The magnetic clamps disengaged and the pod dropped abruptly, dropping the officer and all his disorientation into the atmosphere.

It was a good minute or so from drop to landing and as his pod penetrated the barrier Morrel shuddered at the sensation. No matter how many drops one engaged in it was always the same, you never quite got used to how brutal pod travel was. But just as the ordeal began it was already over. Orbital drops were swift, especially since one was riding in a massive metal crate which accelerated past terminal velocity nigh-instantaneously. As the ground neared the main chute and counter-thrusters activated and again the colonel felt the abuse. The experience was like being in a head-on collusion going three times the speed limit. The interior of the pod lurched against its boltings and the package at the colonel's feet nearly came loose. Hitting the ground was even worse and by the time the restraints disengaged Morrel was seriously wondering if he'd broken anything.

Miraculously the pod's door engaged and with a loud 'hiss' the metal tub opened, ejecting its occupant forward and onto his knees. Morrel stayed there only a second as his mind re-oriented itself to the feeling of level ground and proper gravity. As soon as he was on his feet the colonel secured his weapons from the pod and sent out a all-comm to the team. "Fire team quantum this is colonel Morrel. I've made landfall. I want all of you to form up on my pod as soon as you're able, I've got a little something for the team to take care of." Cutting the transmission the colonel turned to look back at the pod, eyes narrowing as they finally came to rest upon the mystery item. Staring back at the officer with the same lifeless stare was the shell of a HAVOK tactical nuke, ONI's little insurance policy. If the UNSC couldn't have what was planet-side, no one could.

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@Jay Kalton

Saitama is the shit.

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@Aegis1650

Awesome, good work! I'll be on tonight so we can continue then~

Halo: ONI Section III Blacklist

Colonel Morrel was currently commanding the Blade's Edge to the best of his ability, issuing orders and disseminating information. When comms arrived that the Spartan team was nearly prepped for dispatch Morrel was quick to delegate his command to a senior subordinate, Lieutenant Colonel Scarborough, before heading down to the armory to equip himself. The resounding clacks of cleared weapons and rustle of secured body armor made the old infantry commander feel right at home.

Unfortunately, as he was not a Spartan, getting the good colonel into a set of powered armor would prove impossible. Instead the older man chose a simple pair of non-descript grey fatigues that had been sterilized of any UNSC logos or insignia. Indeed, the outfit without armor made him appear more like a planetary militiaman than a UNSC commander. Next came the plated body armor, then armaments to include an MA5D, a few grenades, and an M6C. Of note for the last item was the nature of its age. The M6C as a service pistol had been retired for nearly a decade, though, to the colonel it felt as right now as it did nearly twenty years ago when he took his first platoon.

With all of these things done the colonel waited for the Spartans to move to the drop area before accessing the rear of the armory. As most people knew ONI liked to keep its secrets and fail-safes. What the colonel was accessing was one of them. It took only a minute or so to confirm that the item was indeed stowed away on the drop pods as arranged, having been attached to the interior of the colonel's personally. As soon as the team set down his 'deception' would be known, though in the end these too were simply orders.

Closing down to the control panel Morrel moved towards his respective pod, getting inside and securing himself via the restraint harnesses. The automatic tighteners did their work and in an instant he was pulled flush against the pod's rear padding. At his feet the large mystery item remained inert, danger graphics and bio-hazard warnings littering its sides.

"Fire team quantum this is colonel Morrel, prepare for drop."

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Should be free sometime this afternoon, I'll check in again then and if things haven't gotten moving I'll push them along.

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The Black Veil [DnD 5E]

@GodOfWar

GM, come back to us~

;-;

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@1Charak2

-Clink, clink, clink, ding!-

Oh, look, I made a high quality!

I noticed that Agni has the flirting skill of a paraplegic brick

@Jasonhero

Lol, indeed. It's a'ight though.

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@Aegis1650

If you guys are motivated to write the post then go ahead. Like I said, I'm going to be a little pre-disposed this weekend.

;-;

@Vongola_Hasayo

I think Aegis is going to write up the post soon since I'm out for the weekend. I'll try to leave him some instructions via PM as to how to get your character in.

Alfheim Online: Fairy Dance of Death [Open]

@1Charak2

The video in your sig made me laugh.

Alfheim Online: Fairy Dance of Death [Open]

@Robo27

I think that for the sake of convenience we can say that from here on out each character exists in a sort of 'space-time limbo' where they are able to assume that all events occuring in IC are occuring simultaneously despite what would otherwise be obvious time-skips. For example, your character could respond to my letter immediately despite the fact that it should take some time to reach you while also continuing to respond to events that should have happened in the past.

Again, this is also sort of for convenience since if we actually kept track of time on this things would already be way, way out of order.