We Are All Volunteers: A Military-Themed Multi-Fandom Crossover RP

Rachel giggled. "Wouldn't that be a thing," she joked, "And... well, it's nice have other skills. All I can do is play the piano."

Synn smiled widely, fists on her waist. "Really, the piano? Given how infamously hard that is, I'm actually impressed! You should show me sometime."

She then nodded at her suggestion. "Let's. Better to learn the layout right now while things are calmer."

She then wondered aloud. "... I hope our quarters involve actual beds."
 
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Chloe shook her head. "That's all a bit to wild for me. Even Arya, my crown princess, she's not as bloody powerful as those wild wizards you're talking about." she said with a shrug, picking up a dress shoe and calling a flame to her hand, melting the wax on the tip with a look of extreme concentration. When she sat the shoe down, the whole forward section gleamed like black ice. She repeated the process with the other shoe, and then slipped them both on. "There." she said with satisfaction, then looked up, into Bahzell's eyes. "Now, if I'm rememberin' correctly, we've somewhere to be."

"Aye. Well, as I was saying, it's not something a wild wizard would be ever actually doing, because the strain would be killing them long before they got to that point, but wild wizards are being the most powerful single people you'll ever meet. And yes, we're having a base to explore."

Bahzell walked out the door to the courtyard, and beckoned to all the people who seemed to have gathered to learn the layout of the base with him. Once they all gathered, he cocked an ear towards the collection of buildings across from their barracks hall, and rumbled, "I'm thinking we should be starting by finding where the dining hall is after being. We all know where the entrance is, I'm hoping, and that's the most important thing I can be thinking of, since we're all bunked down."
 
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"Aye. Well, as I was saying, it's not something a wild wizard would be ever actually doing, because the strain would be killing them long before they got to that point, but wild wizards are being the most powerful single people you'll ever meet. And yes, we're having a base to explore."

Bahzell walked out the door to the courtyard, and beckoned to all the people who seemed to have gathered to learn the layout of the base with him. Once they all gathered, he cocked an ear towards the collection of buildings across from their barracks hall, and rumbled, "I'm thinking we should be starting by finding where the dining hall is after being. We all know where the entrance is, I'm hoping, and that's the most important thing I can be thinking of, since we're all bunked down."

Chloe nodded vigorously. "Food. Food is good, food is love, food is life."
 
"I'm thinking we should be starting by finding where the dining hall is after being. We all know where the entrance is, I'm hoping, and that's the most important thing I can be thinking of, since we're all bunked down."
Dezzie hovered silently, looking up at Bahzell, dipping slowly at his mention of being bunked in. Well...she had the warehouse, didn't she? It had a roof...and some doors, so it was like a room. A really big room. Hell, she probably had the biggest living space of anyone on base!

This thought failed to cheer her up.
Chloe nodded vigorously. "Food. Food is good, food is love, food is life."
"It is for those of us who can eat anyway." Stated the drone flatly, giving a glance to the other automatons in the group.
@Genon @RadioactiveSpoon (I think. Zer0s a robot, yeah?)
 
Synn smiled widely, fists on her waist. "Really, the piano? Given how infamously hard that is, I'm actually impressed! You should show me sometime."

She then nodded at her suggestion. "Let's. Better to learn the layout right now while things are calmer."

She then wondered aloud. "... I hope our quarters involve actual beds."

"Don't worry, I've seen them, and they do have beds."

With that, Rachel led the others to the big group, where she immediately made a beeline for Steven.

@BobTheNinja
 
Bahzell walked out the door to the courtyard, and beckoned to all the people who seemed to have gathered to learn the layout of the base with him. Once they all gathered, he cocked an ear towards the collection of buildings across from their barracks hall, and rumbled, "I'm thinking we should be starting by finding where the dining hall is after being. We all know where the entrance is, I'm hoping, and that's the most important thing I can be thinking of, since we're all bunked down."
"Sure, food sounds good." Tukson said as he tuned back in to the group at large.
 
Dezzie hovered silently, looking up at Bahzell, dipping slowly at his mention of being bunked in. Well...she had the warehouse, didn't she? It had a roof...and some doors, so it was like a room. A really big room. Hell, she probably had the biggest living space of anyone on base!

This thought failed to cheer her up.

"It is for those of us who can eat anyway." Stated the drone flatly, giving a glance to the other automatons in the group.
@Genon @RadioactiveSpoon (I think. Zer0s a robot, yeah?)

Chloe turned and stared at the drone. "You could first try not being rude. I was speaking for myself. Secondly, you're still a being that consumes energy. You jus' get yours straight from the grid, or your reactor. Ergo, y' eat." she said, almost laconically, and refocused her attention to her surroundings.
 
Chloe turned and stared at the drone. "You could first try not being rude. I was speaking for myself. Secondly, you're still a being that consumes energy. You jus' get yours straight from the grid, or your reactor. Ergo, y' eat." she said, almost laconically, and refocused her attention to her surroundings.
Dezzie tried to shrug, but couldn't, so instead she turned her gaze to the ground silently.
 
(Fear not fair maiden, for I, Sir Tukson the Brave, shall interact with you! *Largest of Hams*) (Is assuming in front of the barracks is the courtyard mentioned earlier.)

Tukson exited the building and wandered over the courtyard nearby. When he arrived, he noticed that he had actually beaten everyone, sans that odd cloaked woman. Actually, on closer inspection, it wasn't a cloak, but a mask. That piqued his curiosity, and he approached the woman. Her attire seemed to emulate a Nevermore, horrifying as that revelation may be.
"Umm, hi. I'm Tukson." He said, not quite nervous, but definitely not sounding confident in himself.
Eileen seemed to tense for a second as Turkson approached, then relaxed a second later the reaction being barely noticeable. Upon hearing the man she smirks inside her mask, 'he sounds like a whelping hunter he even smells like one interesting.....'

"Why do you smell of a hunter?? You smell of both man and beast why is that??"

"Aye. Well, as I was saying, it's not something a wild wizard would be ever actually doing, because the strain would be killing them long before they got to that point, but wild wizards are being the most powerful single people you'll ever meet. And yes, we're having a base to explore."

Bahzell walked out the door to the courtyard, and beckoned to all the people who seemed to have gathered to learn the layout of the base with him. Once they all gathered, he cocked an ear towards the collection of buildings across from their barracks hall, and rumbled, "I'm thinking we should be starting by finding where the dining hall is after being. We all know where the entrance is, I'm hoping, and that's the most important thing I can be thinking of, since we're all bunked down."
"Sounds good I haven't had a proper meal in a long time."
 
Chloe nodded vigorously. "Food. Food is good, food is love, food is life."
Steven gasped and looked up at Chloe with stars in his eyes. "A woman after my own heart," he spoke softly in awe.

"Don't worry, I've seen them, and they do have beds."

With that, Rachel led the others to the big group, where she immediately made a beeline for Steven.

@BobTheNinja
Steven then saw Synn approaching him, seeming to want to talk. "Oh, hi Synn, what's up?" he asked merrily.
 
Steven gasped and looked up at Chloe with stars in his eyes. "A woman after my own heart," he spoke softly in awe.


Steven then saw Synn approaching him, seeming to want to talk. "Oh, hi Synn, what's up?" he asked merrily.

Chloe cocked a grin at the kid, and would have rustled his hair if he were closer to her. "I have to eat a lot more than most folks, so I have a very acute appreciation of good food."
 
"Sounds good I haven't had a proper meal in a long time."

Chloe cocked a grin at the kid, and would have rustled his hair if he were closer to her. "I have to eat a lot more than most folks, so I have a very acute appreciation of good food."

Bahzell let loose a rumbling laugh, deep enough that those close enough to him felt it as much as they heard it.

"Proof that warriors the multiverse over are the same. Well then! Let us be finding the dining hall. Mayhaps if we're lucky, they'll even be serving food!"

As he finished, he turned away and began walking towards the other nearby buildings, in the assumption that any sensible base designer would have put the food near the barracks, lest hungry soldiers grow rowdy on their way to the chow lines.

Three buildings over, he spotted a sign that read, to his surprise, in neat, block-lettered Axeman, "Dining Hall", and then as he focused on it somewhat harder, the text changed to "Canteen". Well. He wasn't going to complain about anything that convenient.

He gestured to the wide open entrance. "I'm thinking, unless the meaning of words has changed since I learned them, that this is our destination."
 
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As he finished, he turned away and began walking towards the other nearby buildings, in the assumption that any sensible base designer would have put the food near the barracks, lest hungry soldiers grow rowdy on their way to the chow lines.

Three buildings over, he spotted a sign that read, to his surprise, in neat, block-lettered Axeman, "Dining Hall", and then as he focused on it somewhat harder, the text changed to "Canteen". Well. He wasn't going to complain about anything that convenient.

He gestured to the wide open entrance. "I'm thinking, unless the meaning of words has changed since I learned them, that this is our destination."
"Well, that was easy. I wonder what they're serving right now..." Tukson trailed off as a scent hit his nose. He grimaced. "Gah. I hate Mistrali food."
 
"What's your favorite kind of food?" the boy hero asks out of curiosity.



"Hey Rache-oh, I mean, 362," he caught himself, remembering what she had said about her preferred name.

"All kinds!" she said, laughing. "Seriously though, I'm not picky. I do prefer noodles... spaghetti's my favorite but ramen's cheap... oh, and pizza. Mmm, pizza..." Chloe said, mock-drooling. "I have to eat a lot. So whatever keeps me fullest longest is my go-to. Thus, noodles, bread, carb-y things."
 
"All kinds!" she said, laughing. "Seriously though, I'm not picky. I do prefer noodles... spaghetti's my favorite but ramen's cheap... oh, and pizza. Mmm, pizza..." Chloe said, mock-drooling. "I have to eat a lot. So whatever keeps me fullest longest is my go-to. Thus, noodles, bread, carb-y things."
Eileen cocks her head, a funny motion considering she's wearing a birds mask. "What...is pizza and ramen??"
 
@Romans @Shadows @BobTheNinja @Dalek Ix @PAGDTenno

Walking after the entire group into the room Igor suddenly stopped as a thought struck him
"Wait, how do we get any money here?" - He asked as he patted the pockets for his PDA. Having fished the slightly worse for wear device, he pressed a few buttons on it, trying to turn it on.
After a few seconds, and a few hits to the frame, it finally came alive with a soft glow. Instantly after getting through the welcoming screen, a big red error message jumped at him. 'No network'.
A quiet sob escaped his lips, as he sat on the ground and started to beat himself with the device. "Fuck! Of course going to a different dimension would cut the connection... No network means no money... My money! Stupid, stupid, stupid. Heh, way too hasty to finally get out of the Zone...
"Fuck! Of course going to a different dimension would cut the connection... No network means no money... My money! Stupid, stupid, stupid. Way too hasty to finally get out of the Zone, should've figured that out, and now I'm broke again... damn."
 
"All kinds!" she said, laughing. "Seriously though, I'm not picky. I do prefer noodles... spaghetti's my favorite but ramen's cheap... oh, and pizza. Mmm, pizza..." Chloe said, mock-drooling. "I have to eat a lot. So whatever keeps me fullest longest is my go-to. Thus, noodles, bread, carb-y things."
Bahzell chuckled, "Don't be saying that around Tala. She'd be after taking it as a challenge." Then he paused,cocked his head thoughtfully, considered the quality of Tala's cooking, and continued, "Actually, do be saying that around Tala. It's never a better cook I've met in the world, and she's after knowing how to feed lads with large appetites."

@Romans @Shadows @BobTheNinja @Dalek Ix @PAGDTenno

Walking after the entire group into the room Igor suddenly stopped as a thought struck him
"Wait, how do we get any money here?" - He asked as he patted the pockets for his PDA. Having fished the slightly worse for wear device, he pressed a few buttons on it, trying to turn it on.
After a few seconds, and a few hits to the frame, it finally came alive with a soft glow. Instantly after getting through the welcoming screen, a big red error message jumped at him. 'No network'.
A quiet sob escaped his lips, as he sat on the ground and started to beat himself with the device. "Fuck! Of course going to a different dimension would cut the connection... No network means no money... My money! Stupid, stupid, stupid. Heh, way too hasty to finally get out of the Zone...
"Fuck! Of course going to a different dimension would cut the connection... No network means no money... My money! Stupid, stupid, stupid. Way too hasty to finally get out of the Zone, should've figured that out, and now I'm broke again... damn."

With an ear flick, Bahzell responded, "Relax, lad. I'd be happy to be lending you a few kormaks until you get your feet under you."
 
Steven gasped and looked up at Chloe with stars in his eyes. "A woman after my own heart," he spoke softly in awe.


Steven then saw Synn approaching him, seeming to want to talk. "Oh, hi Synn, what's up?" he asked merrily.

@Dalek Ix

Synn smiled to the boy. "Well, it appears that we'll be on the same team. Due to this, I think it would be best if we all learnt to know one another."

She decided to break the ice. "This isn't my first inter-dimensional operation. Where I come from, inter-dimensional travel is actually common and we've created many terms to differenciate types of worlds. So I know that methods of dealing with dangers can be very different from world to world. I even saw people who came from worlds where death was actually always temporary and there's no such thing as mortals. There's worlds where's no such things as souls and others where, whenever you go to sleep, you may wake up in another world."

"So... I want to know what each of our experiences is like. I can begin, if you want."
 
Synn smiled widely, fists on her waist. "Really, the piano? Given how infamously hard that is, I'm actually impressed! You should show me sometime."

"I will, if I ever find one to play with," 362 answered.

She pointed at her ear, smiling sheepishly, "Just be warned, I've been through a few too many explosions in my time, so who knows how my hearing is."

"Hey Rache-oh, I mean, 362," he caught himself, remembering what she had said about her preferred name.

The Operative grinned, and hurried up so she was walking next to Steven. She cast a brief, suspicious glance at the adults around them, and comforted herself with the fact that she still had that rifle she'd stolen from the enemy.

She'd feel a lot better if her revolver was loaded.

"By the way, I've seen what our barracks are like," she told the boy, "They're... well, they're quite nice, all things considered. Better than some of the places I've been bunked in."

"All kinds!" she said, laughing. "Seriously though, I'm not picky. I do prefer noodles... spaghetti's my favorite but ramen's cheap... oh, and pizza. Mmm, pizza..." Chloe said, mock-drooling. "I have to eat a lot. So whatever keeps me fullest longest is my go-to. Thus, noodles, bread, carb-y things."

"Well... I like cheesecake," 362 admitted, her eyes becoming slightly misty as she thought of her favourite treat, "It's like heck on my figure if I'm not active... But by Altman I love it."

"Especially if I've got some nice soda to go with it," she added, a bit lost in her culinary fantasies, "Some Afri-cola... Or maybe Russian Seltzer, or a nice Grape Soda, not that Grappete crud. Or Grapico -that stuff's for lightweights. Coke, if it's the good kind, with real sugarcane. And Moxie, if I can get any."

"So... I want to know what each of our experiences is like. I can begin, if you want."

"None whatsoever!" 362 cheerfully replied, "I've dealt with the supernatural a few times we were seconded to Sector X, but other than that, nothing outside Black Ops shenanigans."
 
@Dalek Ix

The large orange feline crossed her arms, an eyebrow raised. "Oh, explosions? Plenty of ways to rebuild an ear. Magic, medical cloning, genetic reconstruction, lots of things. I'm no expert but it would be worth looking into, sometime."

She uncrossed her arms. "Nice to know the barracks aren't too bad. To be fair, I can sleep almost anywhere and on almost anything but a clean bed tend to be better off. As for food... chicken and salmon. Also, cheese. Though to be fair, I've been told my tastes are pretty basic quite a few times. As for the soft drinks... I know it may surprise quite a few but I swear by the diet kind."

She smirked and adjusted her stance, making her rounded belly more noticeable. In particular, how it wasn't 'loose'. "Kitty ain't fat. Our species has weird anatomy."

She put herself back in a normal stance. And well, hearing about the experiences thing... she burst into giggling for a moment before wagging her finger at the child operative. "Oh you! As if! Frankly, you don't strike me as a pencil pusher. Your sense of humor is not tasteless enough for that!"

"Now now, I think I'll break the ice."

She lifted a hand and then, pushed away the strand of blonde hair that permanently covered her forehead. Underneath, there was a strange, purple crystal of sorts. It wasn't exactly glowing but the way it reflected light was... odd. Like liquid was flowing inside and it wasn't exactly a solid crystal...

Synn wondered... would she hear horrified gasps? Do anyone here know what that crystal is and what it represent?

On one hand, she wasn't sure if revealing it was a good idea. On another hand... she don't want pity and well, better reveal it right now, while it won't cause drama. This way, if others are disturbed, it can be addressed right now, while they're not busy. Discussing issues on the battlefield kind of suck.
 
"Well... I like cheesecake," 362 admitted, her eyes becoming slightly misty as she thought of her favourite treat, "It's like heck on my figure if I'm not active... But by Altman I love it."

"Especially if I've got some nice soda to go with it," she added, a bit lost in her culinary fantasies, "Some Afri-cola... Or maybe Russian Seltzer, or a nice Grape Soda, not that Grappete crud. Or Grapico -that stuff's for lightweights. Coke, if it's the good kind, with real sugarcane. And Moxie, if I can get any."

Chloe nodded. "I'm bein' a fan of Coke myself. 'Course, at this point, the way the biosphere's been treated in general on Earth means it's usually not real sugarcane unless you're buyin' the stuff shipped in from Centauri. And that, friend, is hella fuckin' expensive, so." she said, emphasizing expensive heavily. "We're still fixin' the damage the damned Nazis did near a century and a half ago, and beyond that what the Pan-Pacific Alliance and the bloody Euros did to eachother fifty years after that!.. which is why it's a wonder anyone's still around, much less as far ahead as we are, hones'ly..."
 
Chloe nodded. "I'm bein' a fan of Coke myself. 'Course, at this point, the way the biosphere's been treated in general on Earth means it's usually not real sugarcane unless you're buyin' the stuff shipped in from Centauri. And that, friend, is hella fuckin' expensive, so." she said, emphasizing expensive heavily. "We're still fixin' the damage the damned Nazis did near a century and a half ago, and beyond that what the Pan-Pacific Alliance and the bloody Euros did to eachother fifty years after that!.. which is why it's a wonder anyone's still around, much less as far ahead as we are, hones'ly..."
Iowa, her interest peaked, raised an eyebrow. "What year did the Nazis take over, for them to ruin the world in the manner you described it?"
 
Iowa, her interest peaked, raised an eyebrow. "What year did the Nazis take over, for them to ruin the world in the manner you described it?"

Chloe shook her head. "They didn't, so. They lost and a bioweapon they made got loose; killed off half the world before it stopped. Some parts of the world are still quarantined.."
 
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