I am intrigued. Hopefully I'm not too late.
Lasersquid112
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@Gunther Since when was I fueled by dreams without a goal?
5 yrs ago
@LadyAnnaLee I won't hope to understand what you're going through right now, so I can only say this: No storm lasts forever. Take care of yourself, and it'll be alright, in the end.
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Understandable. Have a good day, nonetheless!
5 yrs ago
@Ruby Do you, too, require emotional assistance?
5 yrs ago
@LadyAnnaLee Or so you thought. *Long-distance hug.*
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Holy balls. This. Looks. Amazing. If I'm not too late, count me in.
Edit: Oh. It's full. Damn.
Edit: Oh. It's full. Damn.
*alarms and sirens sounded as the unknown object came from the skies and hit the outer areas of Kwongtsou*
*naturally, such a meteor close to the capital of Revital Whampoa would not have gone unnoticed*
*of course aroused a lot of attention*
*also the meteor aligned with one Kuomintang Shintoist prophecy, too*
*the broadcast was heard of and then decoded*
*the Revitals were amazed it's spoken in English*
*the Revital regime sent its encoded reply to the site of impact, which could be decoded the same way*
"Greetings, stranger. You are now in the territories of the Whampoan Reich. The shuttle impact near our capital city has greatly aroused our attention. We are sending our homies right now for a visit."
Their sensors would show that the message was decoded, but no reply was sent out immediately. Instead, several minutes after the sensors showed it, a message played in the same female automaton voice: "Occupant unconscious. Repeat. Occupant unconscious. Severely wounded. Bring medical experts." The message emitted a loud beep, then simply played in repeat.
@Kuchenlein
A sudden, piercing shriek was heard as something fell from the sky. It streaked fire behind it, the heat apparently not strong enough to destroy it as it entered the atmosphere. It slammed the ground, only about ten miles out of Kwongtsou's outer city limits. Dirt and debris shot up hundreds of feet into the air. A broadcast, in English, was sent out in a fifty-mile radius. Anyone who could decode it would hear:
"Unknown organisms sighted at 1500 hours. Fire base mobilized at 1505 hours. Casualties at 1530 hours: 99%. Onsite nuclear weapons detonated. Moon destroyed. Dropship launched. Target: Unknown." A loud beeping noise would play, and then a male's voice, hoarse and ragged, was heard.
"There's too many of them! Fall back to the bunker! Ice, you get in the pod! You've gotta get out of here! Spread the word to the Federation! Go, go, g-AGH!" The rest of the message consists of wet gurgles, gunfire, inhuman screeching, running, screaming, and chewing sounds. A robotic female voice sounds. "Message end. Message repeat."
The message repeats, all of its' gory detail available for dissection.
"Unknown organisms sighted at 1500 hours. Fire base mobilized at 1505 hours. Casualties at 1530 hours: 99%. Onsite nuclear weapons detonated. Moon destroyed. Dropship launched. Target: Unknown." A loud beeping noise would play, and then a male's voice, hoarse and ragged, was heard.
"There's too many of them! Fall back to the bunker! Ice, you get in the pod! You've gotta get out of here! Spread the word to the Federation! Go, go, g-AGH!" The rest of the message consists of wet gurgles, gunfire, inhuman screeching, running, screaming, and chewing sounds. A robotic female voice sounds. "Message end. Message repeat."
The message repeats, all of its' gory detail available for dissection.
Seeing as you're the devourer of souls, I'd highly appreciate it if you'd devour someone else's soul, and not mine
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Aaron "Ice" Dubrak:
Age: 26 Terran years.
Height: 6'2".
Weight: 195 lbs.
Eye color: Green.
Hair color: Blonde.
Armor and Weaponry:
Armor:
Confederate Military Common Armor Infantry Module 3-3-0
Armor Abilities:
- Advanced Chemical, Biological, Radiological, and Nuclear (CBRN) Defense
- Audio Directional Enhancers
- Full life support
- Gravity generation
- Compatibility with artificial gravitational fields
- Enhanced protection (still penetrable by hypersonic spikes)
- Gun compartments in lower legs
- H.U.D. (Infrared, Navigational Mode, Targeting Systems, Life support operational percentage, Ammunition in clip, Motion Detectors (limited), "Jack-In" system, Adjustable/Polarizable Visor, Lowerable Visor Blast-Shield)
- Integrated Comms
- Lockdown System (Stabilizes wounded soldiers and prevents short-circuited suits from misfiring, pumps narcotics into bloodstream for severe wounding, causing soldier to fall unconscious while nanites repair damage)
- Thermal and Audio Mufflers
- Shoulder and Chest-Mounted Floodlights (Voice-activated)
- Structural Supports (Increases soldier's strength/speed, infinite stamina. Servo-augmented movement allows soldier to dash up 80 degree inclines and safely land on a 20-foot fall. The legs are piston-powered, allowing for long-range jumping.)
- C-16 Plugin (C-16 "Mutilators" and C-18 "Executioner" Rifles may be connected to, and therefore powered by, the suit.)
- Stimpack Resupply
- Liquid Cooling Systems
NOTE: Extensive servo systems leave the suit vulnerable to immobilization should they be disrupted!!
Weapons:
C-16 Mutilator:
Magazine Capacity: 100 hypersonic steel-coated spikes
Fire Rate: 30 RPS
Reload Speed: 1.2s (if not belt- or box-fed)
C-18 Executioner:
Magazine Capacity: 247 steel-coated depleted uranium rounds
Fire Rate: 40 RPS
Reload Speed: 2.6s (if not belt- or box-fed)
M-77 Thermite Grenade:
Radius: 10 feet
Temperature: 1,000 C
Duration of Temperature: 15s
Chainblade:
Length: 3 feet
Strength: Can tear through 3cm of reinforced steel in 1s
Power: 5 hrs.
BACKSTORY:
Ice was a Marine in the Space Marine Corps, pushing back the final frontier when his regiment ran into a force of hostile xenos. The battalion he was part of, numbering 732 men, was quickly forced into a defensive position on the nearby moon of Aran'Thal. The xeno force that they had run into was just a scouting branch of a much larger, deadlier threat. His entire battalion was registered K.I.A. later that day - every last one of the men there killed. Five weeks later, when the xeno threat was pushed back and exterminated, a recovery team went out to number the dead. Only 731 PCSs (Pressurized Combat Suits) were recovered. The only one missing was an unnamed resocialized marine who only went by the pseudonym "Ice." He had been resocialized because of an accusation that he had blown up a chemistry lab, murdering the thirty two students inside by mixing unstable trinitrotoluene with an igniter. Not only that, but the chemistry lab was placed near a structural support, which was also destroyed. Recognized by the Corps for his potential, he was handed over to them for resocialization. However, he had another trick up his sleeve. He had an agent applied to his skin which would neutralize the radiation that caused brain cell death during resocialization - essentially, resocialization causes a temporary bout of Alzheimer's that totally wipes the subject's memory within hours. Then, artificial brain growth agents are applied where they are needed to restore higher brain function, and artificial memories are installed. The agent protected him from the radiation and he came out when the process was over, still himself. He acted selflessly devoted to the Marine cause unless it was beneficial for him not to - he was a highly decorated Marine for it, more decorated than most Enlisted which was surprising, since he was a known resoc. On 17-61-2195 (the calendar on his home planet was different from from ours on Terra), he was assigned to the "Iron Forges" XXVI Rifle Regiment, and shipped off to check out a blacked-out colony. What they found there was horrifying. The colony had provided hosts for a previously unknown parasitic lifeform, and most of the Marines in his platoon were killed. The site was nuked from orbit later after extraction was secured. A week later, he and his men were sent to the frontier to explore, chart, and map a new star system. Then they ran into the Netrew'Zallk, a highly advanced alien race. He and his men were wiped out, as shown at the beginning of this log. His body was never recovered.
I M P E R I A L M A R I N E C O R P S I N T E R R O G A T I O N L O G 0 1 2 4 2 - 1 2 1 1 6
[Inquisitor Quaal walk in with unknown Marine.]
[Marine is motioned to seat. Magcuffs locked onto wrists attach to table.]
Inquisitor Quaal: "Marine, what is your designation?"
Unknown Marine: "I am Marine designation 01242, in-corps designation "Ice", sir."
Inquisitor Quaal: "Unit?"
Ice: "Iron Forges XXVI Rifles, sir."
[Clamor is heard outside of interrogation room.]
[Inquisitor Quaal looks outside of room through bulletproof windows.]
[Gunshots are heard. Blood splatters against the right window.]
Inquisitor Quaal: "What the hell is happening out there?"
[Inquisitor Quaal reaches for gun rack. Inquisitor Quaal picks up gun, shoots off magcuffs, hands Ice gun.]
[Ice looks through the window, sees something, and goes into a rage.]
[Ice screams, opens fire at window. Window gives way.]
[Inquisitor Quaal begins firing at the window. Unknown organisms begins spilling through the broken window.]
[Bioscans show the organisms are deceased. Their remains are highly flammable.]
Ice: "DIE! DIE, DIE, DIE, YOU FUCKERS, DIE!"
[Firing stops. Organisms stop coming.]
[Inquisitor Quaal looks at Ice warily.]
[Inquisitor Quaal grabs a lighter from his pocket and two gas masks from the wall.]
[Inquisitor Quall and Ice put on gas masks. Inquisitor Quaal lights the bodies up.]
[The heat revives the organisms. Firing and screaming are heard as the tide is eventually beaten back.]
[Heavy thudding reverberates through the halls. The cleanup team is on the way.]
Automated Speaker: "Flamethrower Cleanup Team is en route. Hold tight."
[Squeals from the creatures as they are set on fire sound through the halls. Heavy machine gun fire end them.]
[Inquisitor Quaal looks up from his sights to Ice.]
[Video and Audio feed lost.]
[Video and Audio feed restored.]
[The cleanup team arrives. Only Ice is still alive. The Inquisitor is slumped dead beside him.]
Ice: "O-one of those... things... I-it got a gun from the rack and k-killed him..."
[A gun is lying on its side beside the rack. Its magazine is half empty. It shows some sort of corruption.]
[A cleanup team member torches it.]
[Ice is escorted off of the premises.]
I M P E R I A L M A R I N E C O R P S L O G 0 1 2 4 2 - 1 2 1 7 9
Ice reported A.W.O.L. by I.M.C. Search efforts forbidden by Inquisition.
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H A I R C O L O U R - B L O N D E
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Aaron "Ice" Dubrak:
Age: 26 Terran years.
Height: 6'2".
Weight: 195 lbs.
Eye color: Green.
Hair color: Blonde.
Armor and Weaponry:
Armor:
Confederate Military Common Armor Infantry Module 3-3-0
Armor Abilities:
- Advanced Chemical, Biological, Radiological, and Nuclear (CBRN) Defense
- Audio Directional Enhancers
- Full life support
- Gravity generation
- Compatibility with artificial gravitational fields
- Enhanced protection (still penetrable by hypersonic spikes)
- Gun compartments in lower legs
- H.U.D. (Infrared, Navigational Mode, Targeting Systems, Life support operational percentage, Ammunition in clip, Motion Detectors (limited), "Jack-In" system, Adjustable/Polarizable Visor, Lowerable Visor Blast-Shield)
- Integrated Comms
- Lockdown System (Stabilizes wounded soldiers and prevents short-circuited suits from misfiring, pumps narcotics into bloodstream for severe wounding, causing soldier to fall unconscious while nanites repair damage)
- Thermal and Audio Mufflers
- Shoulder and Chest-Mounted Floodlights (Voice-activated)
- Structural Supports (Increases soldier's strength/speed, infinite stamina. Servo-augmented movement allows soldier to dash up 80 degree inclines and safely land on a 20-foot fall. The legs are piston-powered, allowing for long-range jumping.)
- C-16 Plugin (C-16 "Mutilators" and C-18 "Executioner" Rifles may be connected to, and therefore powered by, the suit.)
- Stimpack Resupply
- Liquid Cooling Systems
NOTE: Extensive servo systems leave the suit vulnerable to immobilization should they be disrupted!!
Weapons:
C-16 Mutilator:
Magazine Capacity: 100 hypersonic steel-coated spikes
Fire Rate: 30 RPS
Reload Speed: 1.2s (if not belt- or box-fed)
C-18 Executioner:
Magazine Capacity: 247 steel-coated depleted uranium rounds
Fire Rate: 40 RPS
Reload Speed: 2.6s (if not belt- or box-fed)
M-77 Thermite Grenade:
Radius: 10 feet
Temperature: 1,000 C
Duration of Temperature: 15s
Chainblade:
Length: 3 feet
Strength: Can tear through 3cm of reinforced steel in 1s
Power: 5 hrs.
BACKSTORY:
Ice was a Marine in the Space Marine Corps, pushing back the final frontier when his regiment ran into a force of hostile xenos. The battalion he was part of, numbering 732 men, was quickly forced into a defensive position on the nearby moon of Aran'Thal. The xeno force that they had run into was just a scouting branch of a much larger, deadlier threat. His entire battalion was registered K.I.A. later that day - every last one of the men there killed. Five weeks later, when the xeno threat was pushed back and exterminated, a recovery team went out to number the dead. Only 731 PCSs (Pressurized Combat Suits) were recovered. The only one missing was an unnamed resocialized marine who only went by the pseudonym "Ice." He had been resocialized because of an accusation that he had blown up a chemistry lab, murdering the thirty two students inside by mixing unstable trinitrotoluene with an igniter. Not only that, but the chemistry lab was placed near a structural support, which was also destroyed. Recognized by the Corps for his potential, he was handed over to them for resocialization. However, he had another trick up his sleeve. He had an agent applied to his skin which would neutralize the radiation that caused brain cell death during resocialization - essentially, resocialization causes a temporary bout of Alzheimer's that totally wipes the subject's memory within hours. Then, artificial brain growth agents are applied where they are needed to restore higher brain function, and artificial memories are installed. The agent protected him from the radiation and he came out when the process was over, still himself. He acted selflessly devoted to the Marine cause unless it was beneficial for him not to - he was a highly decorated Marine for it, more decorated than most Enlisted which was surprising, since he was a known resoc. On 17-61-2195 (the calendar on his home planet was different from from ours on Terra), he was assigned to the "Iron Forges" XXVI Rifle Regiment, and shipped off to check out a blacked-out colony. What they found there was horrifying. The colony had provided hosts for a previously unknown parasitic lifeform, and most of the Marines in his platoon were killed. The site was nuked from orbit later after extraction was secured. A week later, he and his men were sent to the frontier to explore, chart, and map a new star system. Then they ran into the Netrew'Zallk, a highly advanced alien race. He and his men were wiped out, as shown at the beginning of this log. His body was never recovered.
I M P E R I A L M A R I N E C O R P S I N T E R R O G A T I O N L O G 0 1 2 4 2 - 1 2 1 1 6
[Inquisitor Quaal walk in with unknown Marine.]
[Marine is motioned to seat. Magcuffs locked onto wrists attach to table.]
Inquisitor Quaal: "Marine, what is your designation?"
Unknown Marine: "I am Marine designation 01242, in-corps designation "Ice", sir."
Inquisitor Quaal: "Unit?"
Ice: "Iron Forges XXVI Rifles, sir."
[Clamor is heard outside of interrogation room.]
[Inquisitor Quaal looks outside of room through bulletproof windows.]
[Gunshots are heard. Blood splatters against the right window.]
Inquisitor Quaal: "What the hell is happening out there?"
[Inquisitor Quaal reaches for gun rack. Inquisitor Quaal picks up gun, shoots off magcuffs, hands Ice gun.]
[Ice looks through the window, sees something, and goes into a rage.]
[Ice screams, opens fire at window. Window gives way.]
[Inquisitor Quaal begins firing at the window. Unknown organisms begins spilling through the broken window.]
[Bioscans show the organisms are deceased. Their remains are highly flammable.]
Ice: "DIE! DIE, DIE, DIE, YOU FUCKERS, DIE!"
[Firing stops. Organisms stop coming.]
[Inquisitor Quaal looks at Ice warily.]
[Inquisitor Quaal grabs a lighter from his pocket and two gas masks from the wall.]
[Inquisitor Quall and Ice put on gas masks. Inquisitor Quaal lights the bodies up.]
[The heat revives the organisms. Firing and screaming are heard as the tide is eventually beaten back.]
[Heavy thudding reverberates through the halls. The cleanup team is on the way.]
Automated Speaker: "Flamethrower Cleanup Team is en route. Hold tight."
[Squeals from the creatures as they are set on fire sound through the halls. Heavy machine gun fire end them.]
[Inquisitor Quaal looks up from his sights to Ice.]
[Video and Audio feed lost.]
[Video and Audio feed restored.]
[The cleanup team arrives. Only Ice is still alive. The Inquisitor is slumped dead beside him.]
Ice: "O-one of those... things... I-it got a gun from the rack and k-killed him..."
[A gun is lying on its side beside the rack. Its magazine is half empty. It shows some sort of corruption.]
[A cleanup team member torches it.]
[Ice is escorted off of the premises.]
I M P E R I A L M A R I N E C O R P S L O G 0 1 2 4 2 - 1 2 1 7 9
Ice reported A.W.O.L. by I.M.C. Search efforts forbidden by Inquisition.
Heya, everyone! I'm not exactly new here (a week-ish(????????????????????????????????)) old on the site, but hey. I'm a thing that currently exists and roleplays and whatnot.
If you're looking for someone who will readily set the world on fire without a second thought, I'm right here!
Oh. Wow. One post in 20 days. That is substantially longer than a single week.
If you're looking for someone who will readily set the world on fire without a second thought, I'm right here!
Oh. Wow. One post in 20 days. That is substantially longer than a single week.
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