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5 yrs ago
Current Who needs drugs when you can just stand up really fast
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6 yrs ago
I think I need a new razor. Shaving feels like rubbing a slightly pointy eraser against my face five times.
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6 yrs ago
It sounds like God is taking a piss on my house outside
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6 yrs ago
Just noticed that my total amount of reactions recieved is equal to the amount of reactions given. Perfectly balanced, as all things should be.
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6 yrs ago
Nothing quite like powering through an assignment through sheer anger at having to do it

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Alright, I haven't started the bio yet, and I still need a picture, but this is what I have so far.
edit: bio is done, I will do anything left and/or make changes when I have the time
Edit 2: It's done, pretty much. There might be some small things that I forgot, but other than that, it's done.


Alright, I'm fine with that. Just a question, what's your opinion on characters that joined after the invasion?
I am interested. I'll see if I can get a sheet up sometime soon. (I'm thinking the Scout class.)
DSS Audie Murphy



They should be dead, Carver thought.

Yet, to his horror, they were very much not dead. The creatures moved steadily forward, seemingly unaffected by the barrage of weapons fire. It was as if the bullets were passing straight through them, like they were transparent. Through the din of battle, he was barely able to hear the adjutant talking. What he heard sent shivers down his spine. As the creatures got within melee range of the Marines, and the adjutant counted down the time until the blast hit the ship, Carver closed his eyes. So, this is it.

He heard the adjutant count down, and then...nothing? Surprised to still be alive, Carver opened his eyes, watching as a glowing object passed by, causing the creatures to evaporate as it passed them. When it exploded, it sent out a wave of light that evaporated the creatures, and to his surprise, fixed the holes they had torn in the ship. Before he could say anything, he felt something on his shoulder. Looking over, he was met by a grey, four-legged bug, bleeding from several holes in its abdomen. His heart jumped, and he threw the thing onto the ground, taking a few steps back. Looking around, he could see several more of the grey bugs, some being thrown onto the ground by Marines. They lay on the ground, buzzing like dying insects. The Marines had seemingly recovered from the shock of the sudden explosion, and were aiming their rifles at the bugs.

As he stood there, trying to process what had happened, the adjutant began to speak again, and he could do little but stand there and listen. Apparently, the ship's Ghost had done something psionics related, and it had really kicked the hornet's nest, so to speak. Even more concerning was the fact that hundreds of the creatures from before were advancing on the ship...and that they had been attacked by something else. As the adjutant reported a large seismic disturbance, the ship was rocked, and he struggled to keep his balance. "The hell was that?"

What the adjutant had to say was a bit...concerning. Larger life forms were trying to dislodge the ship, while being attacked by something else. And all this, in the span of a few seconds! Letting out a sigh, he began to give out orders. "Adjutant, stop firing on the unknown ship. Engage the beings trying to dislodge our ship."

He then opened a line with the Specialist. "Lee, I don't know what the hell you did, but you really pissed them off. There's all sorts of stuff coming your way."


Lee was unsure what effect the psionic lash would have on the unknown creatures. Would it make them explode? Tear them in half? Pass through them, like the bullets had? To his surprise, it seemed to make them disintegrate...as well as make the hole they had been digging in the wall disappear. That was unexpected. Unfortunately, it seemed to draw their attention, and Lee could feel several energy signatures drawing closer. As they poured out of the walls and vents, he realized how much the lash had drained him. He certainly didn't have enough energy for another lash. So, instead, he did what Ghosts do best- disappear.

Channeling his energy into his suit, he activated his cloak, turning invisible in a matter of milliseconds. Performing a (somewhat unnecessary) tactical roll, he moved behind a terminal, trying to hide from the creatures. Looking around for a way to get out of the room, he heard a voice through his radio headset.

"Lee, I don't know what the hell you did, but you really pissed them off. There's all sorts of stuff coming your way."

Looking over his shoulder at the creatures flooding into the room, he couldn't help but roll his eyes. "I am aware of this, Sergeant." He whispered, hoping they didn't hear him.

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DSS Audie Murphy




The Marines in the vehicle bay were expecting a confrontation. They, along with the two Goliaths that stood behind them, were on high alert, prepared to deal with anything. They wouldn't have to wait much longer, as soon enough, the adjutant piped up again, speaking to Carver. He listened intently, tightening his grip on his rifle as he heard that unknown life forms were entering the ship. As the adjutant finished speaking, the comms had lit up with the panicked voices of the crew, talking about creatures that were clawing through the walls of the ship. He could hear screams and gunshots throughout the ship, while the adjutant told him that some of the crew had gone into a state of hysteria. Everyone in the vehicle bay was on edge, looking for any signs of the unknown attackers.

Soon enough, their attention was drawn to the walls of the vehicle bay, as large holes were torn out of the walls, and four-legged creatures began to crawl into the room. While the sight of these monstrous beings might terrify a normal person, Carver only felt his resolve strengthen. He had faced down ultralisks and lived, and he would be damned if some four-legged zombie cockroaches would bring him down. Putting his visor down, he aimed his gauss rifle at the nearest creature, the men around him doing the same. They stood with their backs against the door, forming a semicircle as the creatures closed in on them.

"OPEN FIRE!" With that command, the Marines began to fire on the creatures, unleashing a hail of automatic gauss fire on every creature they could see. At the same time, the two Goliaths opened up, their side-mounted autocannons unleashing concentrated fire on the areas with the largest concentration of the creatures. The UED forces stood their ground, determined to utterly destroy the enemy that had made the mistake of attacking them.



Meanwhile on the bridge, Specialist Lee looked over a terminal, watching as the dot that represented the unknown energy source drew closer to the crashed ship. While they were expecting an attack, they didn't think that their enemy would be able to shred through metal walls like paper. As the adjutant began to speak again, he could hear the sounds of the attackers drawing closer and closer to the bridge. The bridge crew had barricaded the door with leftover debris from the crash, but it wouldn't hold for long. There were four other men on the bridge besides Lee, who were currently aiming their carbines at the door, waiting for something to break through it. A futile gesture, it seemed, given the reports from the other crew members that guns seemed to do nothing against them.

Frowning, he looked back to the terminal as the adjutant chimed in on the unknown signature. The fact that energy was building up around it made him suspect it was a ship of some sort. Likely powering up weapons. It was cloaked, but the energy it was emitting was more than enough to tell the guns where to aim. Looking over to the adjutant, he spoke. "Computer, I want all guns to fire on that signature. Shoot it down."

As the adjutant acknowledged his order, he heard a loud banging noise, and the door to the bridge shuddered as something began to tear through it. Soon, the door was ripped apart, and the creatures outside became visible. As they began to tear through the barricade, the bridge crew began to fire their carbines. With the creatures so close, Lee was able to sense the energy they were radiating better. To his surprise, it felt somewhat similar to psionics. A plan began to form in his head. Let's see how they like this...

As the creatures got closer to breaking through the barricade, Lee began to channel his psionic energy. While all Ghosts could use their psionic powers for lower level abilities, only a select few received enough training to pull off more advanced techniques, and Lee was one of them. Shooting his hands out, he sent a wave of psionic energy towards the nearest creature. It was a move known as a "psionic lash", which involved unleashing a large amount of psionic energy on one target, usually killing said target. Usually.



Outside the ship, the four topside gauss machine guns turned to face the source of the energy signature. Aiming at where the ship's sensors thought it was, they began firing in its direction. The four guns unleashed a stream of gauss fire, lighting up the night. Anyone in the area would be able to see and hear the fire coming off the ship.

"What the hell do you mean, he's dead?"

"Was dead when I walked in, sir. Stabbed, decapitated, and had his head put on the table."

Scott was livid. Furious, even. Sure, he wasn't exactly upset that the scumbag was dead- rather, he was upset at the fact that he was dead before there was a chance to interrogate him. After so many dead-ends, they finally had a suspect in custody. They could have finally gotten some answers...but, instead, someone killed him.

Although, at the very least, Scott knew much more than he knew yesterday. Rebecca had been kind enough to fill him in on that. About the supernatural, and the hidden war between them and the Hunters. With what appeared to be an actual hunter in police custody, he had woken up, ready to finally get some answers. Now, all he had were more questions. Who was this man? Why did he, a hunter, kill another hunter? Who did he work with? Who killed him?

Scott looked up to the officer next to him. "Do we have any idea who the perp is?"

"That's the thing. Something had messed with the cameras. Everything's all...warped, almost."

"Oh, perfect. Just perfect." Scott let out a deep sigh. "Look, you stay here for now, make sure nobody touches anything. I'm going to talk to the Chief about this."

And with that, Scott began to walk to the Chief's office. If anyone knew something, it would be him. After all, you couldn't just walk into a police station and kill somebody.
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