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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Sept 12, 2009 14:38:08 GMT -5
"Sir! What is our training?" Mitch asked "If it's a moment of silence i think we're good."
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Post by IndigoWolf on Sept 12, 2009 18:04:42 GMT -5
Sunny did as the others did, just to aviod looking suspicious. From the look of the mercenaries they were probably supposed to be working under her supervision, and undoubtedly they had seen the subtle markings on her armor and knew who she was. Hopefully they knew what she was doing here and wouldn't do anything to interfere. (OoC: I don't really know what's going on. )
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Post by Twisted Logic on Sept 12, 2009 21:57:56 GMT -5
Pepe made an angry sneer under his helmet, "My name is Major Alfred Verette, my friends call me Pepe, but you're not my friend. I served faithfully in the Great War and have vowed to annihilate the traitorous blue scum for their alliance with those disgusting alien bastards."
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Spartan-777
O.D.S.T. Major
The Violent Cartographer.
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Post by Spartan-777 on Sept 12, 2009 22:01:46 GMT -5
M4573RM1Nl) pulled up to the Red Base in his captured Warthog. He slung his Assault Rifle across his back and approached the CO. "I'm back", he muttered.
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Sept 12, 2009 22:28:50 GMT -5
The Pelican landed at Red Base. "fine call me back when you are done with your game" said Diablo. "Fine Major but I am your CO so you have to do what I say if you want to defeat the blues" said Diablo to the Major. "glad to see you see things our way" said Diablo to Mastermind. *** (Ooc You'll see Indi..all you need to know is that is a training exercise...speaking of I need to think of something else for Blue Team to do as well I think my orginal idea would be considered god modding..even if I do run the thread)
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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Sept 14, 2009 6:49:12 GMT -5
Mitch stretched and yawned. Well-I'm outta here. nothing's happening." he said as he picked up his katana and began to walk out of the training room, not even thinking of putting on his armour, then he stopped behind Shotgun, "Wanna get outta here? go get some food or something?"
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Ares
O.D.S.T. Major
Admin
God's out on business. Whaddya need?
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Post by Ares on Sept 14, 2009 7:12:32 GMT -5
Shotgun looked up at Mitch. "I wish. But if we just walked out, we'd be eating spampax for months." She rolled her eyes at the C.O.'s back. Why were they just standing around?
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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Sept 14, 2009 7:16:11 GMT -5
Mitch thought for a second, spampax..., then he sighed, "Well if you put it that way." he stood beside Shotgun and crossed his arms impatiently, and annoyingly.
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Sept 14, 2009 15:13:07 GMT -5
(Ooc Give me a bit..unless you want to my "god-modding" of haveing the mercenaries shoot with stuns rounds while you try to ring a bell and you would have little chance of fighting back or sucess...screw it thats what were gonna do its a training exercise ment to make you stronger)
"follow me...sorry for the delay but we had a slight problem its should be fixed but I have no idea as nobody has called me back" lied Skull. The real cause of the delay was so that Skull could have his snipers make observations of the combatants physical features. "I have made this so simple that even you guys can handle it" said Skull as he pointed to two obstacles courses with two bells. "All you have to do is get everybody through the courses and remember its not as simple as it looks" said Skull who then pulled out his SMG and shot at group of blue recruits. "You will start on my mark" said Skull. "ready" asked Skull over the comn. All of his mercs clicked green. "good at my signal go" said Skull over the comn. This time he took out his pistol with a starting round already loaded and just held it there.
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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Sept 14, 2009 16:05:27 GMT -5
Mitch thought as fast as he could. He grabbed Shotgun by the wrist and ran. "the hell is goin' on?!"he said. Carmine followed, "Neasa! Shiny! C'mon!"
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Sept 14, 2009 16:44:17 GMT -5
(Ooc I took your weapons and remember everyone has to get through includeing the guys I just shot...and I haz a loophole for Skull to exploit)
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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Sept 14, 2009 17:02:37 GMT -5
(Ooc I took your weapons and remember everyone has to get through includeing the guys I just shot...and I haz a loophole for Skull to exploit) I fixed teh problem
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Sept 14, 2009 17:11:00 GMT -5
(Ooc Thank you very much ) "somebody wasn't listening...we have not started yet" said Skull as he glared at Mitch. "you can run when I fire the starting pistol not before sheesh don't you know the rules about these things" said Skull who then fired the started pistol. A barrage of sniper fire emerged hitting almost everyone. (Ooc Your charcters and some other blue team members). "have fun" said as he kicked a downed blue. *** Heavy watched in horror as the events unfolded in the training room yet there was nothing he could do about it as this mercenary had full control over everything...they even locked him in this room. (Ooc I actually have a different idea for this section...Mitch your badguy is going to be used here so have her contact Skull...the leaders of both teams will be captured and you guys gotta work together to save them )
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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Sept 14, 2009 17:20:19 GMT -5
(Agent New Jesresy is a good character-Toru is the badguy)
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Oru-Hime
O.D.S.T. Captain
Oru-Hime, the Paper Princess
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Post by Oru-Hime on Sept 14, 2009 17:28:24 GMT -5
Neasa bent almost all the way over backwards to avoid the shots and twisted in an odd way to prevent herse;f from falling. "Interesting" She eyed the snipers and danced away from the incoming shots. One grazed her shoulder and another her just below her eye. She'd had worse wounds so she shrugged it off. She made her way over to Shotgun and Mitch. "Seems like the want to pay us back for some damage...Altough I can't seem to think of anything off the top of my head." She said sarcastically.
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