Starship Troopers.

"Lt Wolff... Engineering report Sir!" Vixen saluted sharply standing at attention as she handed over the report. Her gaze didn't even flicker over Maniac as she waited to be dismissed. She had overheard his last comment and had also heard of his reputation, but she wasn't the sort to question authority and if Lt Wolff decided he was on the team he would be on the team.

"Okay Malone... this looks fine... you're dismissed for shore leave."

"Sir, yes Sir!" Another perfect salute and she turned on her heel to leave.
 
"Word's aren't allways sound private. I've been through all this before with private Zelin. He has prooven his loyalty though. You have only just proven your guilt."
"Sir, what will you have me do to prove my loyalty?"
"...You will sit out this next mission, compiling a list of all of your past and current loyalties, ties and situations, then another list proving your severance of all of these. When I am sure that you are a lowly, no good washout of an abe no different than those just out of boot, than I'll let you into the squad."
 
Nods in understanding and salutes sharply, doing an about face and leaves the office.
 
gettin ta know you... gettin to know all about you... [sing song voice]

Vixen was kneeling adjusting her boot when Maniac left Lt Wolff's office. He nearly barreled into her as he came out the door. He stopped himself just in time and she stood up to look him calmly in the eye. "So, you in or out?" She asked him, her face carefully neutral.

She'd heard he earned his nickname. She knew logically that a wild card like him could go either way in battle, could be a benefit, could just as easily be disaster. For some unknown reason however her logic wasn't winning the against the sheer cockiness of this guy.

"Well now... could be I'm in and out so so speak..."
Vixen didn't smile, but it took her great self control not to. "Whatever," she shrugged and continued down the hall with her shoulders straight. Always the perfect soldier. Maniac walked beside her which somehow managed to irritate her. This was perfectly irrational as this was the only way to go anywhere but somehow Vixen didn't want him getting to close. She started walking, or more to the point marching, faster. Maniac raised a brow as he watched her try and out pace him. Damn, thought Vixen, this was getting silly. They reached the junction in the hallways and Vixen prayed he wasn't heading in the same direction as her.

He stopped as she stopped. He seemed to be waiting to see which way she was going. She scowled at him and she was greeted by that cocky grin in response. Exasperated she turned towards administration to get her shore leave pass. Alex was there also. In desperating Vixen smiled at Alex and asked her if she was going down with anyone. Alex shook her head that she wasn't. "Well, maybe we could go together? I don't really know anyone else and it doesn't seem like it'll be much fun on my own."
 
Dima watched the bug like a hawk. Whenever one of them even twitched, he knew what they were doing and shoved a tranq. in them.
 
Alex smiled."Sure why not Vixen. I haen't had ay fun in awhile."
A sharp pain shot through ALex's had.
~WHat are you doing, Girl?
~My job! WY?~
Vixen looked at Alex wrried. ALEx waved her of.
"I have to go. I'll be back though."
Alex fled to the nearest empty room. HE had to meditate. The pain was getting worse and worse. She knew wha wuld hapen nex.
 
Sensed the pain in Alex and he shot a bolt of pain at Him ~Leave her be or I'll kill you~
~But you'll die as well~
~Better dead than an bastards slave~
Cracked his neck and filled out the paperwork that Wolffi asked for on his wrist comm, including the 6 black ops members who he killed when they decided that the Roughnecks were becoming liabilities in battle on earth.
 
OOC; FYI, if were being chronological in this thread, The final champaign hasn't occured yet. The tauphet champaign hasen't even occurred yet. if you haven't seen the show, e-mail me and I'll explain the details further.
 
OOC

ok my bad got the timeframe wrong.


IC:

*Lists the 6 black ops members who were trying to kill off General Redwing on orders by Black ops for her knowledge on a secret ops mission.
 
OOC; Woh, that's pretty serious. Better make the assasination attempt not for a while. Who knows how long we'll be in that bug. Oops, did I spoil the plot twist? Why is it that whenever I mention the words "plot twist" I think about that super K9 dog cartoon about these dogs from around the world that act like secret agents (nlot the super secret files of the spy dogs. the other more scinematic one) You know, one is the presidant's dog, one is a syberian husky, one is a hot moma by our standards, and they allways say midway through an episode "Yet another unexpected plot twist"
 
OOC you mean the road rovers.....w/ the one dog that was always tied up because he was insane....I loved that show especially the insane dog
 
OOC; THATS IT! Maniack, I could kiss you. I could, except for that entire homophobia thing
 
OOC: I loved that show, what ever happened to it? Probably got cancelled, or on cable at 3 in the morning somewhere, oh well.

IC:
Derek woke up.
"Rise and shine," Sydney slapped him on the face lightly.
"I'm up, I'm up." Derek got up, getting on his clothes, "what are you doing in my room anyways?"
Sydney laughed, "We have cleaning duty together, I was wondering where you were."
"WHAT!!! I just finished an 8 hour cleaning duty."
Sydney showed him the clock, it had been almost 16 hours since he went to sleep.
"Holy crap, how did that happen?"
Sydney followed him out to the janitor's room, "Guess you are just tired is all."
It was boring cleaning weapons, but Derek usually wan't this late of a sleeper, probably just too much too soon. It was his way of relaxing for a bit. He hadn't had a good night's sleep in over a week now.
"We are supposed to do all the bathrooms."
Derek grunted, but grabbed the mop and bucket. He slowly walked off, following Sydney to the first bathroom.
"After you..."
Derek smiled, chivalry isn't forgotten, "Thank you madam."
 
Walks into the armory, picks up a miranda rifle and walks to the vr center. Sets up the simulator for a mission he still has nightmares about. The mission he lost his only partner, his first and probably last love. They had set up a cross fire for a brain bug both him and her were in perfect positions for firing, cover and concealment damn near perfect, he gave the computer the reg for when she died and he ran through the simulator 30 times, every time his fire missed it's mark, the range too long for the miranda rifle. Finally his anger got ahold of him, his mind let loose the torrent of insanity he always has had. He jumped down the cliff face and stood in the middle of the dead bug bodies trying to gun down every bug that came his way. Though in the end he died, but when he looked at the readout, she would have lived. He punched a wall angrily and walked out of the VR and back to the armory. Field stripped the weapon and cleaned it. Then put it back on the rack.
 
OOC

I think Road rovers is shown on Sat morn on cartoon network....not sure totally
 
OOC; I wish I got cartoon network. I can't stay at my pot's place every weekind you know, even though it would be worth it again just to hear "Yet another unexpected twist" one more time.

I'll bet you that the show isn't that good when compared to modern hsows now, but it's just one of those things. Peace of mind.


IC; "Fall in everyone!" The entire Thema squad, minus Maniack (because he isn't going on the mission) lined up in the com. room, awaiting their orders. "Our mission is to infiltrate a transport bug that will pass by this sector in the next day or two, learn it's cargo and destination, then if possible Destroy." Wolfef touched a button and the holo wireframe image of the bug appeared. "We will enter here with the boat" He pointed to a flanking gill. "and then seperate into 4 teams.
Mainstage, Comprised of the pilot and private Davenport, will remain with the boat and provide retrieval, support and distraction when necessary."
"Blue team will be made up of Corporal Raynor and Private Zelin and Louis. Your job is to go to the propoltion gland here" he pointed to the back "ass" structure of the transport "and secure it. We don't want to be taken anywhere while still inside."
"Green team will be made up of Seargent Flores, privates Sanders and Malone. Your objective is to secure the heart of the transport located here" He pointed to the center of th map.
"Red team will consist of myself, Private jacobson and Alex. We will infiltrate the nerve centers Here, here and here consecutively, whereas Alex will use her abilities to draw information from the bug."
"When we radio in our completion, blue and green teams are to set up a time detination explosive device in the heart and propoltion, then beat feet. Our timeframe is 6 hours max inside that bug. Get in, go silently, and if you run into any bug resistance, take care of it without disterbing the transport."
"Each team will be lead by the officers. Meaning, Raynor, Flores, me, and leutenant Isangez, the boat's pilot. Every trooper will be asigned a marinda class rifle, 6 clips, A tri-barreled grenade launcher, and a shock stick. Raynor and malone will carry a nuclier charge with a timer detonator. We leave in 22 hours. Dismissed!"
"Sir yes sir" everyone saluted and left. if they had any questions, they can come to him later.

[Edited by Cryo on 08-28-2000 at 07:14 AM]
 
Dima walked away to the VR room. He uploaded everything he knew, which was a lot, about the Mantis onto the computer. Then, he began to fight them.
 
Alex smiled weakly as she passed Lou.The pain in her head was getting worse.
~So how is my favorite daughter?~
~I'm your only daughter. Get out! I have work to do~
Alexfollowed behind the Lt. She felt hate coming from someone on the ship. She ignored it.Soon she would face the bug and would need to be totaly focused.
 
Vixen walked into the gym to excercise a bit. 22 hours before their mission and she felt tense with thinking about it. She did a fast intense version of tai-chi which left her sweating after 20 minutes. She followed this by some stretching techniques she had learnt from an old instructer. Finally she moved to do some light weights to finish off. Comfortably tired but not exhausted she went to shower and came out seconds later feeling refreshed.

Dressed in her combat fatigues she went to VR to see if she could down load more information about Cargo bugs. She noted one of the rooms was already occupied and went to the other. She downloaded the files and again saw the wireframe outline of the bug. She checked out all the angles and passages and sighed to herself before ending the program and stepping out of the room.
 
He finished up the scenario and went to the training rooms. He downloaded an arena with spikes all around it. Then, he downloded a HARD level warrior. The warrior popped up with a sword and brass knuckles. He quickly knocked his sword away and nroke his wrist. The AI lunged at him with a stomp kick. Dima quickly dodged and elbowed him in the kidney, sending him sprawling. He quickly jumped up and punched at Dima. Dima blocked it and palm-fisted him in the middle of the chest and karate slapped him in the stomach. Then he broke the AI's knee and put his leg on his neck. Then he kept it there for 7 minutes and it announced that Dima was the winner.
 
11 hours went by, and most of his unit was in their bunks, resting for the mission. Wolff was in his quarters checking his weapon when a call came in over the radio. "Lt wolff, General Redwing is on the horn." Wolff flicked a switch and the face of the general appeared on the vid screan.
"Leutenant Wolff, this is General Redwing. I have some news for you. A nearby planet, Verizon, is just reported to have been infested with Bug activity. The transport you will be infiltrating is flying in the direction of that planet's system. Weather it's going to Verison or just passing by is still for you to determine. However, if the former proves to be true, your mission time is greatly reduced. That is all. Redwing out" the image dissapered befor Wolff could get in a word. But the information was specific enough that He had no questions anyway. Wolff continued to check his weapon, before going over his scout.

OOC; a scout is another term for the indevidual power suit.
 
Meditated in the middle of the barracks, suddenly Alex felt an increase of pain and then her father's mental tampering disappeared as well as the pain, his brow covered in sweat. Then in the darkness of his mind the voice screamed.

~WHAT DID YOU DO?!!!~

~Put up a lvl 7 block on Alex's mind so you would leave her be~

~H-how you are only lvl 5!!!~

~You think I don't train in my off time? You don't think I'm trying to find a way out from under your grasp you bastard? Leave Alex be or I'll hunt you down and rip your heart out. Yeah I'll die but you'd be dead too and we can burn in hell together for eternity.~
 
OOC; is everyone dead? it's just that I missed about 2 days and some of my threads STILL have me as the last poster.

IC; <Wildcats to the boat! Wildcats to the boat! All memebers of Thema squad, please report to the designated boat!>

The call came over the com. Everyone heard it, through VR-training, PSychic turbulance, through sleep and distraction. climbing into their power suits, their weapons slapped on (there's a magnet on the back which holds the weapons and such. Much better than straps, as it maked it much easier to switch weapons or even grap them when their nor ready) and their helmets secured, everyone began rushing to the boat. Vixen was early, as she allways likes to be prompt. Dima was last, as he was Vr-training due to force of habit. (thanks alot wolff....) The door closed, the people were secured, and silance rained, as they waited for clearance to take off.
 
ooc:... nope... not dead... just waiting for you Lt... [grins]... and thank you for noting my tendancy to be early... [smiles]
 
Sat back in the launching area watching the WIldcats board the boat. The muscles in his arm clenching and unclenching in anger at the fact he's gotta start all over but he understands the Lt's indescretion for him to be on this misson
 
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