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Post by Koith on Jan 25, 2013 4:06:55 GMT -4
((OOC: As a promise, I'd started this RP))
*Flashback*
Cluster Prime,
At the capital city of the Clusters, gunfire sounded at some places of this metropolis. On the panel lying on the rubble, some boots stepping through it in haste. Taking cover behind a large sect of wall, Koith communicated through his radio:
-This is Blue Metal! Hornet broke. I repeat, Hornet broke! We need evac ASAP.
-Affirmative, Blue Metal!-The other line answered-Casualties report,
-We got 14 K.I.As and now rising.-Koith replied-Hostiles everywhere. We can't take it any longer!
-Blue Metal, you must bring your team to the starport, seizing any spaceships as you can and bring your asses here in one piece! We can't send any team to your place like a flash...*buzz*
-What the hell-damm they're saying, Commander?-One soldier asked while panting.
Turning off the radio, Koith shockingly answered:
-They said we have to get in our own,
Then, another marine shouted:
-INCOMING!!!
From afar, Cluster droids approaching the humans. The blue soldier ordered:
-Open fire!
The troopers started firing to wipe out the wave. But, not just any little droids, but also heavy troopers with blasters storming in. A fierce gunfight was imminent, both Earthlings and Clusters were taking casualties. Can't hold for any longer, Koith ordered while killing some droids and troopers:
-Team, fall back to the starport!
The rest of the operation team, including Koith as the only Delta Field Commander and twenty marines, while four was being shot to death recently at the gunfight. While most marines running forward, Koith and some soldiers taking backward, giving the team covering fire from the back.
-TANK!-Suddenly, one soldier yelled-Tank coming!
Turning to his side, Blue Metal surprised with the sudden appearance of the Beetle-like tank crushing over the cracked wall. It fired, killing one unfortunate marine while on the run. Turning its gun to Koith, the soldier groaned:
-Not again...
*End flashback*
At the time in Junkerton, Marie can't hide her feeling about this operation. She didn't receive any transmission from Koith since he was commanding the operation without her or Bullet, even though he already knew the briefing her husband given was fake. Turning on the TV, she accidentally heard the live news:
-This morning, we'd got two spaceships landing on the airfield which contain soldiers from USMC! According to the Ministry of Defense,...
Marie leaves the blah-blahs from the reporter, just focusing on the scene. "They...they're...!", she surprised with his her eyes. It's the marines who chosen in Operation Hornet. Wasting no time, she head into the scene ASAP...
The escaping marines talking with the reporter, covered by a huge mass of crowd. At the time, Army coming to clear the situation out. From the humvee, Grinder steps out with some of his men. Seeing Marie, he asks:
-Yellow Lily, you're here too?
-Yeah,-The girl nodded-I'd just been here minutes ago! I wonder what's the hell happened in here?
Grinder replies:
-We'd got the report that Operation Hornet was failed! Our mission is to extract the survivors and gaining reports from them.
With the military authorization, Marie and Grinder easily got into the place where the marines being interviewed. After a quick salutation, Grinder asks:
-What the hell happened in Cluster? I don't see Commander Blue Metal in your team?
One of the marines, six people who luckily survived this hell hole can't hide his feeling, replies:
-Commander sacrificed himself with some men to stay and giving us covering fire! While four escaped Cluster, but two of us destroyed during the asteroid fields and black hole.
The crowd shocked with what the soldier said. Marie also can't hide her feelings,
-No...-She shook her head, try to refuse this is the truth...
((OOC: Update! I'd posted "Linkin Park - Castle of Glass" as the main theme for this RP. If you got some music best fit with your scenes, just post it))
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Post by Plink on Jan 25, 2013 5:47:08 GMT -4
((And awaaaaayyyyy we go.)) John sat in a dark room staring out at a single monitor that showed a live video feed of the outside morning of Tremorton. He was bored...completely bored. There was nothing for him to do or no friends for him to associate with. School was over and the latest civil service call he had was a whole month ago besides being very small and unnoticed by many. He was also cooped up in his "Father's" home for most of his life...of three years and thusly had not explored the city as much as he wished he did. As he sat there staring off into the virtual depiction of the clouds and towers, he couldn't help but think of the things he had experienced when going out into the sunny air of the city. "Big whoop." He thought to himself aloud. "Dad won't let me out at all."
However, to John's surprise, he heard a knock on the door and heard the slightly heavy footsteps of his father trotting in. "JP12!" His father, Albidus Welton, said in a very lighthearted tone. "I am going to be going on a business trip for a week and I am leaving you here. So to let you know, there is stuff here to sustain you. Chargers, oil, tools, etc. um...I believe I have rigged up the automatic training room for you to play around in. I know i installed the localized gravity eliminator but i don't remember what else I installed. aaaaaannnnnnndddddddddd....that should be it. Stay safe. Try not to lose a limb or fry a circuit. Okay?" John looked back at the goateed, chubby man that stood behind him. "Yes sir." John said. "Goooooood!! Good!" Father said again before hastily checking his watch. "Okay. Ive got to go. Stay out of trouble!" Father ran out of the room and down the halls to eventually jump into his car and drive off. "Well. This is odd." John said after exiting his own room. He started to walk down the halls of the house he resided in and decided to head to the training room. However, as he walked down the halls, he noticed a bright light coming from one of the hallway: a hallway that John knew to lead to the laundry rooms. Curious about what was happening, John walked down the hallway to find, to his astonishment, an open door leading to the outside world. "He must've went out to the backyard to tend to his garden and forgot to close the door." John said to himself. John felt overjoyed. For the first time he may actually get to explore his surroundings. But then, he worried if his father would be furious if he knew he had been out. John upheld the internal struggle for a minute before sucking up, saying "here goes nothing.", and walking out of the door into the crisp air of the morning breeze.
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Post by TheRealBullet on Jan 25, 2013 19:46:03 GMT -4
(OOC: Ohhhh, now I get why I couldn't go on the other mission-thingy, I wondered how that would work. Gotcha!)
It had been quite a while since the day Bullet and Viktor last saw Koith. That day they had spent spying for more info yielded no results, and Operation Hornet had begun before they knew it. Since then, Bullet had hacked himself into the Tremorton High School system and enrolled himself. Strangely this didn't raise any suspicion, so Bullet considered it a lucky success.
Today, however, they were lounging about Viktor's apartment. Neither of Viktor's parents were home. In fact, they never seemed to be. When Bullet asked once, Viktor sullenly responded that his father was away on a long business trip and that his mother worked really long hours most days of the week. Next door was another apartment that was occupied, but no one ever seemed to be home. Bullet once scanned inside and saw some robotic equipment, along with some other musical equipment and other human possessions. The inside looked familiar, too. When Bullet asked who lived there, Viktor said it was some meta who had been away for a while, supposedly searching for himself, as Viktor put it. Bullet was very curious as to who this could be.
For most of the morning they had been in the back room listening to some really old vinyl records called 'Tommy' and 'Quadrophenia' by some old rock band called The Who. Bullet could have sworn he'd never heard them before in his life, but somehow knew (and loved (Wait, love? where did that come from?) every song from the epic rock operas. Presently, they ate lunch while lazily gazed at the TV. It was some vintage cartoon channel that played cartoons from the late 1900s and early 21st century. The animated identity declared that some old Nihk-ehl-oh-dee-uhn cartoon called My Life as a Teenage Robot was about to play when the screen cut to a emergency newscast.
ANCHORMAN: "THIS IS BREAKING NEWS!! Two USMC Starships have returned from Cluster Prime. These ships were on a mission known only as Operation Hornet. Of all the troops sent, only six have returned from battle. When asked, executives from both Skyway Patrol and the USMC declined to comment. We bring you now to one of our own reporters at the scene." REPORTER: "Thank you, Bob. Now, here is-
They were no longer listening. Bullet and Viktor stood up in unison and both looked at each other eagerly but worriedly, thinking the same thing.
Without saying a word, they dashed out of the apartment complex, having some unfinished business with their comrade Koith.
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Post by Hunter on Jan 26, 2013 1:41:10 GMT -4
Ever since he'd been warned about a possible attack on the Old Cluster, Gene had been unable to focus on his lobbying work. He'd kept to his meeting schedule, but at the same time he waited anxiously for the evidence that would corroborate Her Majesty's claims. That evidence never arrived. Instead, the smoking gun came in the form of a dropship on Cluster Prime.
Firaga (FRG-1712), the Cluster's intel director on Earth, was the one to break the news to Gene. Details were spotty, since the government had apparently gone into lockdown following the attack. All he knew was that the humans had managed to sneak a ship past the planet's air and space defenses, only to be defeated by ground forces shortly after landing.
To be honest, though, Gene didn't need the details. All he needed was an explanation for the Americans' actions... and for their destination. With all the worlds that had remained loyal to Vexus, why did they choose Cluster Prime to mount their assault? Sure, it was still nominally the capital of the Old Cluster, but most of the planet was under the control of Queen Vega and her human husband. Either Vega had helped the Americans as part of some power play against her mother, which would be bad, or the Americans had just violated the sovereignty of one of Earth's dearest friends on the galactic stage, which would be worse.
Gene had tried for days to get some answers from the people in the know, but no one, no one was returning his calls. He'd almost given up hope when the report came one morning of the American troops' homecoming. Figuring that those troops would lead him to the people who had ordered this ill-fated mission, he left his apartment to find them. He had a lot of questions... and possibly a lot of faces to punch.
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Post by Jakob on Jan 26, 2013 3:38:07 GMT -4
Journalists, how tiresome. Jakob had a few unfortunate runs with them, but he couldn't help be a little emotionally disconnected with the things he was asked to discuss.
"You getting this?" Jakob asked to no one in particular as he watched the news report on a television at a store nearby some apartments, in a random area of Tremorton. He had stopped part-way through a standard patrol to watch the news report.
The AI he left at home responded.
//ALREADY RECORDING FOR FUTURE VIEWING.
"I already got what I need, but keep it archived regardless. What about Ultima?"
//ALL SYSTEMS ARE COMPLETE. ARTIFICIAL SIMULATIONS LOOK PROMISING. THE PROTOTYPE IS OFFICIALLY FIT FOR ANY ENCOUNTER.
"Good," Jakob replied as he spotted a familiar robot and his human friend leave an apartment complex in a hurry. "Prep it for launch for when I get back," he ordered as he broke into a sprint to catch up to the other two, "A storm's coming."
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Post by Plink on Jan 26, 2013 4:21:33 GMT -4
John walked a ways from the small, average looking, suburban house that he resided in (Carefully remembering to close door and enable the security so as not to let any curious wanderers enter). He enjoyed his time out in the daytime sun. Of course, he couldn't help but notice a few people staring at him in an awfully strnge manner. Sometimes there was interest but others seemed to represent confusion or indifference even.
However, John simply walked around until reaching the actual city which, to his utmost surprise, was crowded extensively around one spot.
"Oh gosh. This doesn't compute one bit." John muttered to himself as he stood there trying to see what was happenin It wasn't long before he had figured out what was going on. But even then he had no clue. Who the heck were these six men standing in the center of the crowd wearing camoflauge...and why were they important. Of course, John tried figuring these out before seeing a mechanical, black and trench coated figure dart across the seen.
"What the?!" John said. "Another bot?" Without hesitation, John ran at a relatively normal speed (so as not to attract attention from the humans) to catch up and see who the robot was. However, he stopped just real quick to merely notice one other robot and a muna darting towards the same black robot. Out of slight anxiety, John stood from a slight distance...merely watching.
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Post by omnios on Jan 26, 2013 12:49:00 GMT -4
On Cluster Prime, the news channels were abuzz with the recent attack by the US millitary's space force.
Vega was holding a conference with top Cluster millitary leaders on how to deal with the crisis; Eric meanwhile, was in his game room, talking to Raph and his friends.
Well, actually, he was talking tp Felix from Fix-it Felix Jr.
"What I'm gonna do is plug the game in so your wife can come over to your game. Then I'm going to unplug Hero's Duty untill I can find a way to lower the volume on the machine. Is that okay with you?" Eric asked.
Felix calmed down considerably.
"That'll be super swell!" Felix answered, throwing and catching his gold hammer.
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Post by swoop on Jan 26, 2013 14:46:18 GMT -4
((Omnios, you are on the wrong role play thread. Go to the Sunny Days thread))
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Post by TheRealBullet on Jan 26, 2013 21:29:17 GMT -4
When Bullet and Viktor finally reached the scene, it was so crowded with bystanders and reporters that Bullet had to extend his neck to see over the crwth (OOC:trust me, it's a word) of onlookers. He saw six or so camouflaged and rather frazzled looking marines. From the looks of it, they all appeared like they had just barely escaped the jaws of death. The sheer number of reporters, officers, and soldiers made Bullet slightly nervous that someone from Skyway Patrol would recognize him, but took comfort in the fact that there was so much commotion he was entirely inconspicuous to anyone not specifically looking for him.
Continuing to look at the returning troops, Bullet was shocked to see that Koith was not among them. Off in a secure section of the area, he saw a rather distraught Marie. Bullet could only assume the worst that Koith was either KIA or MIA. Now he felt kind of bad for his annoyance with Koith that they had parted with. Koith was just trying to protect him and Viktor.
Bullet looked away and saw Jakob, the android he met at Mezmer's that day running to the scene also.
"Hope you're not looking for Koith..." Bullet told Jakob as he approached. He motioned to the Koith-less marines in the middle of the crowd, hoping the sight would speak for himself.
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Post by Koith on Jan 26, 2013 22:07:40 GMT -4
Taking a deep breath to stay calm, Marie asks the surviving marines:
-Could you guys please tell me about what happened in Cluster? I wonder what have done to the Commander?
Nodded, one soldier who luckily survived states what the girl required:
-We landed on Cluster and half-past the objectives. But, Vexus escaped and alerted the guards which driven us out from both the Palace and the Propaganda Center! We must rendezvous for an escape, but they overwhelmed us. To ensure the way back, Commander willed to stay, giving us covering fire while we seizing the unmanned spaceships for retreat.
-So,-Grinder asks-...what's the status of Commander since he's tried to cover your asses?
The marine continues:
-Until we lift-off and leaving the atmosphere, he's still commanding the valor team to make a last stand! Our men falling one by one, but they're still firing to the last bullets. That's all I'd seen above their heads helplessly...
The crowd talks, mouths-to-mouths, ears-to-ears. They didn't see such valor actions for decades since the advancement in military evac. Marie's heart broken into pieces. Even her boy did everything he could to save the life of his comrades. But, the girl only want him back into one piece, or else, just a dog tag with his name inscribed. Now, not even a tag returned...
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Cluster Prime,
In the matter of time, the city was still in lockdown after the assault. The droids had finished collecting the bodies of fallen marines, but their dog tags were missing and those guys didn't mention it. Into the Cluster Post Office, someone with the black trench coat and fedora hat coming in. Heading to the clerk, he shows a small package and requests:
-I want to send this to Mr. Gene Wright at the Earth!
-Earth, eh?-The clerk bit worried about this-I'm sorry, sir! But, due to their assault on our capital, we'd recently suspended the postal connection with them.
Not giving up, this guy shows a card, says:
-Royal's special delivery! The Queen want to send this to Mr. Wright.
-Ah, the Queen!-The clerk a bit shocked and terrified-Yes, yes! I'm sending it now. Please take my sorry to the Majesty!
-Good!-That guy nodded with a satisfaction. Then he leaves the office while the clerk sending that package, which contains dog tags from the fallen marines, except their Field Commander Koith aka "Blue Metal"...
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Post by Jakob on Jan 27, 2013 1:34:45 GMT -4
((NOTE: Jakob isn't wearing a trenchcoat, nor is he wearing a hat.
At last, he caught up to the two familiar faces. They had stopped at the edge of a growing crowd almost surrounding a squadron of marines. He peeled interest away from the duo and toward the purpose of the crowd, at least until Bullet spoke.
"Hope you're not looking for Koith..." Bullet told Jakob as he approached. He motioned to the Koith-less marines in the middle of the crowd, hoping the sight would speak for himself.
"Negative," Jakob replied as his grin faded more than it ever had- which isn't saying much, "Something's amiss about this whole thing..."
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Post by Koith on Jan 27, 2013 3:00:46 GMT -4
((Note: The trench coat person at Cluster Prime isn't Jakob))
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Post by Hunter on Jan 27, 2013 3:11:24 GMT -4
Gene was driving to the airfield when he noticed a small vehicle of Cluster design flying in his rear-view mirror. After taking enough turns to verify that he was in fact being tailed, he pulled over and watched as the vehicle landed behind him. An ordinary-looking drone, wearing the colors of the Cluster Imperial Postal Service, popped out of the vehicle carrying a metallic box and walked toward Gene's car. Gene rolled down the window as the drone stepped up next to his seat. "For me?" Gene asked. "You shouldn't have."
"No, sir," the drone said. "I have a package here for an employee of the Cluster, a Mr. Gene Wright, and I tracked his ID chip to this vehicle. You wanna tell me what you did with him?"
"I am him, genius." Gene reached into his wallet and pulled out his ID card, specially designed for organics who'd found jobs in the Old Cluster.
The drone looked at the card. "A human? But -"
"No." Gene held a finger up to the drone's mouth. "Not today. I have had this conversation more times than I care to remember, and I'm really not in the mood for it right now. So help me God, if you finish that sentence you will spend the next five Denebian years on workers' comp. Now gimme the damn package."
The drone pulled back slightly. "Uh, yes, sir. But I will need your biometric signature first." The drone pulled out a small scanner and pointed it at Gene's eye. Once the retinal scan was verified, the drone handed over the package, which had been labeled "For Immediate Delivery (Subspace Portals Authorized)" "By Royal Order."
"A special delivery from the Queen?" Gene noted. "No wonder they sent you to track me down."
"Exactly. Well, my work is done here. You have a good day, sir."
"You too." Gene rolled up his window while the drone walked back to his vehicle. Once the vehicle had flown off, Gene opened the package. What the... dog tags? He looked closely at the tags. "USMC"? Are these... did these come from the people who attacked Cluster Prime? Why would she send them to me? He closed the package and continued making his way to the airfield. I don't know, but they'll be one hell of a conversation starter.
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Post by Plink on Jan 27, 2013 3:42:42 GMT -4
((My bad. Jakob has no description or image in his thread)).
As the strange bots had moved on towards the crowd engaging conversation, John stealthily kept an eye on them. Never in his short life had he seen another anthropomorphic bot roam the city. But then, for most of his life, he was kept in the dark: only leaving to go to a minimally attended school and to stop crime around his neighborhood. Of course, when his attention was drawn to the crowd, John couldn't help but wonder how the heck these marines were significant enough to draw that large of a crowd. With mild hesitation, John activated the anti-grav modules that were lined inside of his feet and hands and slowly floated a bit higher so as to see what was going on... To his frustration, John couldn't tell what the marines were saying until, quite suddenly, John lost his balance and fell to the ground with a loud, metallic clang.
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Post by TheRealBullet on Jan 27, 2013 6:36:14 GMT -4
"Negative" Jakob replied to Bullet. "Something's amiss about this whole thing..."
"You're right about that. As far as I've known, ever since the events of C-Day, Earth has been building relations with Cluster Prime. Where did this operation even come from. And why?"
Just then, Bullet's hypersonic or whatever hearing picked up a loud metallic clang over the noise of the crowd. Bullet quickly found the source of the noise, another blue robot had fallen flat on his face.
"Hey, it looks like we've got a new friend dropping in." Bullet said, he could help but chuckle a little bit at the sight. He and Viktor went over to the fallen android.
"Good day, fellow automaton." Bullet greeted with a friendly smile. "I couldn't help but notice you on the ground over here. My name is Bullet, and this is my counterpart, Viktor." Bullet kneeled down and offered the robot a hand up. "And you are?"
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