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Post by Danny on Sept 11, 2009 16:49:57 GMT -5
(OoC: How laaaaame is that title? XD)
The six UNSC ships of mixed classes arrived back at Earth from a mission well done. Though the Captain of each ship knew all was not well at home. From a distance, things above Earth seemed fine and calm. But as the ships drew closer, two major things were noticed. The fleet was gone, but the most disturbing, there was no radio chatter.
"I still can't get anything," Kelly groaned, pressing her fingers harder against her head. The only reason why Kelly hadn't shut down was because she had no uplink to the UNSC database, she was only aware of it's presence. When the virus was uploaded, it didn't effect her. "Well don't pull a gigabyte," Lachlan said. Kelly took down her hand and gave Lachlan a frown.
(OoC: UNSC characters, just chill)
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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Sept 11, 2009 19:09:18 GMT -5
(Sooo... The Supercarrier went to Earth?)
Cassy dragged the unconsious traitor out of the Longsword and found a Marine, "There's one dead inside that Longsword. Notify the Admiral."
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Mitch sighed inside his HEV, "All that getting worked up for nothing." he said to himself. The pod's door opened and he marched out and pounded on the HEV beside him. The ODST inside the pod pounded back.
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Sept 11, 2009 22:33:06 GMT -5
(Ooc Sounds good...I removed my last post as I want Matchsticks to get settled in)
Matchsticks emerged from the cyrobay. He coughed up the substance that they kept in his mouth during cyro. "damn it can't someone invent something that tastes better" said Matchsticks. He coughed once more and cleared his lungs of the substance. He put his chest and leg pieces of his armor. He grabbed his armor and grabbed his footlocker that contained his SMG's and hefted his lazer over his shoulder. He proceeded to the mess hall. He opened the box and then rolled a cigar. He quickly shut and locked the box as well it contained alot of money from his old days of drug smuggleing and well he also sort had some illegal stuff in there that he was smuggling for a friend. He pulled out his lighter from an armor pocket and lit his cigar and let out a loud exhale.
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