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@Kurai Assassin@Catchphrase
Going to hold back on quick-fire posting as I feel@The Fated Fallen may start to feel that they're being left out.
Going to hold back on quick-fire posting as I feel@The Fated Fallen may start to feel that they're being left out.
When do ic posts start?
This weekend.
Green looked as the drop ships began to descend from the skies. His fists clenched, he knew that most of those men and women weren’t going to return. However, there were far more pressing issues at hand. As he waited for William to get his forces ready, one of Alexander’s squad had noticed a Marauder keeping up near some fuel tanks. But in a puff of purple smoke the trooper had teleported behind it and penetrated its shields.
Meanwhile…
Chimera watched as the organic forces scrambled to intercept them. He had calculated that their chance of defeating him was non-existent. – Had he been allowed to engage them directly. However, Harbinger had ordered him to observe them, learn of their patterns. That didn’t mean he was not allowed to defend himself… even if the threat was so minuet.
Chimera looked up to the drop ships and without discrimination began to open fire on whatever one he felt like. Trying his best to ‘miss’ them. But one or two were intentionally shot down as he had liked to begin harvesting as soon as they crashed.
The signature siren of the Reaper echoed throughout the plains and was heard perfectly. Sending shivers down every organics' spine.
Meanwhile…
Chimera watched as the organic forces scrambled to intercept them. He had calculated that their chance of defeating him was non-existent. – Had he been allowed to engage them directly. However, Harbinger had ordered him to observe them, learn of their patterns. That didn’t mean he was not allowed to defend himself… even if the threat was so minuet.
Chimera looked up to the drop ships and without discrimination began to open fire on whatever one he felt like. Trying his best to ‘miss’ them. But one or two were intentionally shot down as he had liked to begin harvesting as soon as they crashed.
The signature siren of the Reaper echoed throughout the plains and was heard perfectly. Sending shivers down every organics' spine.
Green shook his head with annoyance as he prised corpses both friend and foe alike for spare thermal clips, seeing as they would be needing a lot more for the upcoming battle. His attention still focused on the Reaper… and the Reaper corpse that laid next to it.
“Well to start with, a vault that has been sealed forever and is believed to be older than Prothean magically decides to open itself. Oh and whatever is here, the Reapers are willing to kill each other for.” Green said, pointing towards the distance where Chimera towered over a recently killed Reaper, larger than itself.
“Well to start with, a vault that has been sealed forever and is believed to be older than Prothean magically decides to open itself. Oh and whatever is here, the Reapers are willing to kill each other for.” Green said, pointing towards the distance where Chimera towered over a recently killed Reaper, larger than itself.
@Doc Doctor
Accepted.
@Karolus
In this, Vampires aren't undead as such. They are a superior sub race of human.
Accepted.
@Karolus
In this, Vampires aren't undead as such. They are a superior sub race of human.
On the Arcadia surface, near Mining Station Iris, flashes of purpose energy flashed constantly. As the flashes appeared over husks, cannibals and any other monstrosity created by the Reapers were torn to shreds without any indication as to what was slashing them. Only those with quickly senses would see the partial of a blade emerging from the warp and retreating back again once it tasted the blood of its victim.
Within minutes an entire strike force was eliminated. As the dust settled, the assailants made their debut. Five Slayer-Vanguards, all in their N7 Armour specially created to complement their abilities. They watched the horizon as the Reaper in the distance hopelessly searched for whatever it was looking for.
“Sir, we should get moving.” One of the lighter framed soldiers said, his voice stern.
The one with the red chest piece turned to him and simply nodded in agreement, his facial expression hidden by the helmet that he wore.
They began to head further into the camp, slaying anything that stood in their way, that was what they were trained to do. That’s when the radio broadcast came in.
“If you two are bloody done with your little chit chat, would you kindly help? The Reaper has probably already locked onto both our signals now. But he seems too preoccupied by whatever its looking for. If you have firepower I think you should bring it down, we need to blow this door down and find whatever its looking for before it does.”
Within minutes an entire strike force was eliminated. As the dust settled, the assailants made their debut. Five Slayer-Vanguards, all in their N7 Armour specially created to complement their abilities. They watched the horizon as the Reaper in the distance hopelessly searched for whatever it was looking for.
“Sir, we should get moving.” One of the lighter framed soldiers said, his voice stern.
The one with the red chest piece turned to him and simply nodded in agreement, his facial expression hidden by the helmet that he wore.
They began to head further into the camp, slaying anything that stood in their way, that was what they were trained to do. That’s when the radio broadcast came in.
“If you two are bloody done with your little chit chat, would you kindly help? The Reaper has probably already locked onto both our signals now. But he seems too preoccupied by whatever its looking for. If you have firepower I think you should bring it down, we need to blow this door down and find whatever its looking for before it does.”
Name: Alexander Green
Race: Human (Biotic)
Sex: Male
Age: 25
Class: N7 Vanguard Slayer
Appearance:
Military Rank: Sergeant
Personality: Hot-headed and Compassionate. If you mess up he’ll tear you a new one. But he always looks out for people.
Background:
Alexander was an Earth raised child, growing up in a small, remote village in England. Here he was seen as any ordinary student, he had a standard social group, his grades were average. – A guy that would fly under the radar. However, that was before is terrible gift was unleashed.
One day after school had finished, Alex had noticed that some older kids were picking on one of his friends. Rushing head first, Alex wouldn’t stand for anyone hurting his friends, especially those who had no cause to be bullied. But Alex had miscalculated the strength and number of these boys and things soon turned ugly.
As he laid on the floor, shielding his friend from the kicks and punches, he could feel this burning sensation whirling inside of him. Soon he released a pulse of pure biotic energy that sent the bullies flying into the walls and air around them.
When he was 15, his family sent Alex to the Grissom Academy where he was supposed to have been taught to control his abilities and be able to integrate back into natural society. However, Alex had actually been chosen to join a military training program where he become a Vanguard for the Alliance Military.
With this new sense of purpose, Alex trained at the academy for five years before being selected for a new program. Here he was sent to an Interplanetary Combatives Academy in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. Here for another five years, Alex trained to become a ‘Kill-All’ Vanguard-Slayer.
Starting War Asset (Can Pick 2):
Veteran Fireteam: Alexander leads four other Vanguard Slayers. While they’re not as powerful as he, they are effective killing machines.
Stealth Ship: The Shadow-Blade. A Stealth Ship designed specifically for Vanguard-Slayer Operatives.
Race: Human (Biotic)
Sex: Male
Age: 25
Class: N7 Vanguard Slayer
Appearance:
Military Rank: Sergeant
Personality: Hot-headed and Compassionate. If you mess up he’ll tear you a new one. But he always looks out for people.
Background:
Alexander was an Earth raised child, growing up in a small, remote village in England. Here he was seen as any ordinary student, he had a standard social group, his grades were average. – A guy that would fly under the radar. However, that was before is terrible gift was unleashed.
One day after school had finished, Alex had noticed that some older kids were picking on one of his friends. Rushing head first, Alex wouldn’t stand for anyone hurting his friends, especially those who had no cause to be bullied. But Alex had miscalculated the strength and number of these boys and things soon turned ugly.
As he laid on the floor, shielding his friend from the kicks and punches, he could feel this burning sensation whirling inside of him. Soon he released a pulse of pure biotic energy that sent the bullies flying into the walls and air around them.
When he was 15, his family sent Alex to the Grissom Academy where he was supposed to have been taught to control his abilities and be able to integrate back into natural society. However, Alex had actually been chosen to join a military training program where he become a Vanguard for the Alliance Military.
With this new sense of purpose, Alex trained at the academy for five years before being selected for a new program. Here he was sent to an Interplanetary Combatives Academy in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. Here for another five years, Alex trained to become a ‘Kill-All’ Vanguard-Slayer.
Starting War Asset (Can Pick 2):
Veteran Fireteam: Alexander leads four other Vanguard Slayers. While they’re not as powerful as he, they are effective killing machines.
Stealth Ship: The Shadow-Blade. A Stealth Ship designed specifically for Vanguard-Slayer Operatives.
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