See my smile
Life...Life never Changes.
- Location
- The Commonwealth
"Oh, eat a bag of dicks jungle" Acidbath mumbled as he did his best not to move around to much.
We Are All Volunteers: A Military-Themed Multi-Fandom Crossover RP
- Thread starter Inter-VersaLoli
- Start date
- IC
"Oh, eat a bag of dicks jungle" Acidbath mumbled as he did his best not to move around to much.
- Location
- Poland
Nudging the mutilated corpses of the unfortunate members, Igor looked at Tukson and took a last drag of the cigarette, throwing the butt to the side.
"Way to state the obvious there, comrade. The way I see it, we can either find a way around it- which is boring, or we can try to set them all up at once with some explosives. Or we could use Mr. Pudding over there "-He said pointing at Acidbath- "to maybe melt the tripwires. It may or may not set them off anyway but at least it would be funny to watch."
He coughed once, finding some snack bar in a pocket and biting into it.
Shadows
Sacred Priestess of the Benevolent Dice Gods
- Location
- USS Civilian, DDG-214
- Pronouns
- She/Her
Chloe heard the reports of the rifle shots that killed two of the fireteam's "normal" members, and swung her Widowmaker over. The gunshot sensors in her helmet fed her information, and she panned her TweetyBird to get a better look.
[Two shots fired - Bearing 015 from current facing - 5 degrees depression - Range 700 meters - Caliber unknown, intermediate caliber suspected]
Don't know if this'll be hittin' anythin', but...
Chloe steadied herself, and sent four rounds into the area the gunshots came from, the hypersonic projectiles stitching lines of fire through the foliage and slamming into where she thought the shooter was. Immediately, she relocated, armor shifting to match her background as she bounced fifty meters from where she'd shot from.
[Two shots fired - Bearing 015 from current facing - 5 degrees depression - Range 700 meters - Caliber unknown, intermediate caliber suspected]
Don't know if this'll be hittin' anythin', but...
Chloe steadied herself, and sent four rounds into the area the gunshots came from, the hypersonic projectiles stitching lines of fire through the foliage and slamming into where she thought the shooter was. Immediately, she relocated, armor shifting to match her background as she bounced fifty meters from where she'd shot from.
See my smile
Life...Life never Changes.
- Location
- The Commonwealth
"Go fuck yourself you vodka soaked anal drip" Acidbath replied testly as he eyed the trip wires that surrounded them.
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- Location
- United States
Yuri noticed two of the weaklings drop.
Not that suprizing realy.
"Lets get this on schedual shall we?"
Yuri jumps on Starve Venom latching on to it like a surf board or a mount, where the dragon then charges forward towards the gunshots.
Not that suprizing realy.
"Lets get this on schedual shall we?"
Yuri jumps on Starve Venom latching on to it like a surf board or a mount, where the dragon then charges forward towards the gunshots.
Arvin_Larn
Unfortunate Everyman
- Location
- The Land of Insomnia
Akira felt a cold sweat running down her back as she and the impromptu Fireteam crept quietly through the jungle. Shadows danced at the edges of her vision and every rustle seemed to carry a sense of mounting dread with it. Getting shot at seemed more and more preferable to this jumpy state of affairs: at least the first one meant that she knew where the danger was coming from.
She nearly jumped out of her skin as her headset crackled to life with Waltrud's voice, telling them to pull back and go around instead of through the jungle that they were in. The air cover probably wouldn't have done much but the sentiment was appreciated by the violette. At least their CO was looking out for them.
Hazel eyes frantically scoured the treeline in front of them for a muzzle flash, a report, anything to tell her where the bloody Hell the gunshots were coming from as all Hell broke loose.
She nearly jumped out of her skin as her headset crackled to life with Waltrud's voice, telling them to pull back and go around instead of through the jungle that they were in. The air cover probably wouldn't have done much but the sentiment was appreciated by the violette. At least their CO was looking out for them.
Ice cubes fell down Akira's spine as two of their number suddenly had their faces violently re-arranged before dropping onto the forest floor like marionettes cut from their string. The Magical Girl didn't even spare the now-corpses a glance before hitting the dirt, not daring to peek her head up high in fear of meeting the same fate.
"Stop bickering and get down, both of you!" Akira stage-whispered to Acid and Igor while pulling her SAR up in front of her with trembling hands. Something barked back in reply to the shooter, something that definitely wasn't a rifle and more a cannon. The Magical Girl looked to the side but whoever it was had moved on.
Hazel eyes frantically scoured the treeline in front of them for a muzzle flash, a report, anything to tell her where the bloody Hell the gunshots were coming from as all Hell broke loose.
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Sir_Braazmiir
Tiefling Paladin
- Location
- Wherever I am
Iowa relayed the message to Northstar.
BobTheNinja
Sword of Possibility
- Location
- Multiverse Sector Texas
"Got it," Steven replied evenly with a nod, keeping his head on a swivel as he brought up the rear of the fireteam.
Steven cried out in shock, his eyes widening in horror as he watched two of their squadmates drop dead where they stood, one of them with his entire head now gone.
He quickly threw himself to the ground and scrambled up next to his remaining squad mates. Fearing that the same thing could happen to any of them at any moment, Steven quickly projected a glowing pink bubble shield out to encompass everyone within three meters of himself, stretching sections of the bubble to cover anyone outside that radius. He desperately hoped that the enemy didn't have any weapons that could break his barrier.
"Akira, what do we do?? Do we try to clear the mines, or go around??" Steven asked frantically, too focused on protecting everyone to clearly think of a strategy right now.
See my smile
Life...Life never Changes.
- Location
- The Commonwealth
"Kid, would you kindly stop fucking yelling, your fucking fool head off. Your going to draw those assholes right to us." Acidbath growled as he crouched lower to put himself behind a bush more. "We need to get the fuck out of this god damn killing field as fast as we fucking can."
@Lt Darkhound
@Arvin_Larn
@Omnimessiah
@BobTheNinja
Lady Darkhound
Haha, tanks!
- Location
- My very own personal hell
- Pronouns
- She/Her
As the two men bickered, Tukson crouched down and tried to see signs of the shooters. Thankfully, no more fire came hurtling from the trees.
Tukson jumped when what could only be described as a cannon roared through the jungle, though it seemed to not be aimed near Fireteam Normie.
"I'd say back off and try to find the edge of the forest, like Barkhorn said. It's probably safe that way, with less traps to worry about."
@Arvin_Larn
@See my smile
@Omnimessiah
@BobTheNinja
@anyone else in the general vicinity
- Location
- Poland
Poking his finger at the barrier, Igor thought for a moment. It looked quite solid, and since the kid enveloped everyone it must've been at least bulletproof.
"Oy, kid. How strong it this thing?" - he said waving at the barrier -" Is it at least able to stop shrapnel?"
Dust and echoes
Ghost of Shitposts Past
- Location
- Fortuna Penal Colony
Northstar's optic's bobbed once in affirmation.
-<Acknowledged, withdraw->-
And then shots rang out. Do of her allies ID tags went grey. Already dead, and more to come if she didn't act quickly.
-<Hang on.>- she firmly radioed to Iowa, before in a burst of flame get Jump jets Ignited, powering the massive Titan a few meters into the air. Skimming through the treetops, her chassis snapped several branches off completely in her flight with massive cracks.
The Titan hit the ground hard, knees bending and feet skidding through forest mud and detritus as her momentum slowed. During her flight she registered several shots from a friendly weapon, likely Chloe's, meaning she may have a target.
Sliding to one knee in front of the small squad- (closer than she would have liked, but their shield would protect them from any traps she inadvertently set off) - in a shower of dirt, NorthStar raised her massive railgun, it's chamber already spooling up with a low, wavering thrum.
"-[Tukson, Akira.]-" The Titan called out without looking. "-[Withdraw to the Treeline with the others, we'll cover you.]-"
@Arvin_Larn @Lt Darkhound @Omnimessiah @See my smile @BobTheNinja @endless struggle @anyone else in fire team normie
To Chloe, NorthStar radioed- -<Titan support standing by, allies are withdrawing. You have targets for us?>-
@Shadows
To the radio's Bahzell and 362, she delivered a similar message.
-<We have friendlies down. The big guns are on Station and survivors are pulling back as ordered. Where are you?>-
@PAGDTenno @Dalek Ix
- Location
- United States
Yuri looked around and saw the others not moving in the same direction.
He reasoned that it would be a waste to have a kill with no proof behind it.
So he proceeded to move towards the other.
He reasoned that it would be a waste to have a kill with no proof behind it.
So he proceeded to move towards the other.
Sir_Braazmiir
Tiefling Paladin
- Location
- Wherever I am
Iowa launched her Kingfisher and activated her radar to hunt down the enemy troops.
Blackout
Fed By Comments
- Location
- Who knows?
@Inter-VersaLoli
Chara felt the Mzma before they saw them: first, an uneasy feeling in their stomach, one that they first dismissed as excitement. But soon enough it grew into a buzzing that enveloped their entire body, like a thousand icy-cold insects crawling beneath their skin.
Chara snapped their fingers: the spark of flame that followed was subdued, snuffed out in rapid order.
It didn't take a genius to figure what he Mzma were doing.
The ghost bit their lip in frustration. The cowards were denying them the satisfaction of seeing the light go out in their eyes as they killed them.
Releasing their held-up breath, the ghost glared towards the firing line.
They would all die.
Any consideration for sublety or restraint for their allies gone, Chara considered the arsenal available to them. Hand to hand was obviously out of question, unless they could draw them into the jungle.
Which wasn't a bad plan, but it required a stray Mzma and a whole lot of knives, and while the latter was in no short supply they did not have the time to find the first.
Ninety-nine percent of their ranged arsenal was made ineffective by the null field. However...
They had an idea.
Ghosting back into the jungle, Chara located a moderately sized boulder, perhaps twice again their own height in diameter. In an instant it's gravity was tilted ninety degrees, rolling along the thick undergrowth slowly at first, but picking up speed.
By the time it emerged from the jungle's edge and hit the wall of tripwires it was barreling onwards like a freight train, it's path aimed through the group of soldiers and into the side of the jeep.
Chara felt the Mzma before they saw them: first, an uneasy feeling in their stomach, one that they first dismissed as excitement. But soon enough it grew into a buzzing that enveloped their entire body, like a thousand icy-cold insects crawling beneath their skin.
Chara snapped their fingers: the spark of flame that followed was subdued, snuffed out in rapid order.
It didn't take a genius to figure what he Mzma were doing.
The ghost bit their lip in frustration. The cowards were denying them the satisfaction of seeing the light go out in their eyes as they killed them.
Releasing their held-up breath, the ghost glared towards the firing line.
They would all die.
Any consideration for sublety or restraint for their allies gone, Chara considered the arsenal available to them. Hand to hand was obviously out of question, unless they could draw them into the jungle.
Which wasn't a bad plan, but it required a stray Mzma and a whole lot of knives, and while the latter was in no short supply they did not have the time to find the first.
Ninety-nine percent of their ranged arsenal was made ineffective by the null field. However...
They had an idea.
Ghosting back into the jungle, Chara located a moderately sized boulder, perhaps twice again their own height in diameter. In an instant it's gravity was tilted ninety degrees, rolling along the thick undergrowth slowly at first, but picking up speed.
By the time it emerged from the jungle's edge and hit the wall of tripwires it was barreling onwards like a freight train, it's path aimed through the group of soldiers and into the side of the jeep.
Arvin_Larn
Unfortunate Everyman
- Location
- The Land of Insomnia
The Violette tried to tune everyone out so that she could think. They couldn't advance, for that would mean they would run afoul of the tripwires and any snipers, nor could they stay put for that would risk being picked off one by one.
That left retreating, but even then they could get shot the moment they left Steven's barrier. If they just had some kind of cover...
.. And as if some Deity upstairs had answered her pleas, Northstar came crashing down with weapons raised and its great bulk blocking them from the gunmen. Perfect.
@Lt Darkhound
@See my smile
@Omnimessiah
@BobTheNinja
"What the big Lady said: we're retreating!" Akira finally answered the four as she stood up, waving for the others to peel back towards the Treeline before doing so herself once the rest had gone first.
"Thanks!" She hollers at Northstar as she departs with a sinking feeling. Their very first engagement and already two people died: it was a bad omen.
PAGDTenno
Verified Warmind. Probably on fire.
- Location
- South Carolina
Just as the transmission from Barkhorn cut out, Bahzell froze. Tripwires. It seemed the Mzma hadn't been as complacent as he might have liked. Kneeling down to carefully examine the tripwire, he noticed an awful lot of them, directly ahead. Satisfied that there were none to the right, he began moving right, just as two shots thundered from the jungle ahead, instantly killing two that he hadn't yet gotten to know. Bahzell's hand flew to one of the grenades on his harness, but before he could even think about throwing the grenade at the offending parties, Chloe's gun thundered four times behind him. Moments later, Northstar dropped down between the squad and the gunmen, and Bahzell began moving to the right, seeking out further traps, the muzzle of the M2 sweeping back and forth as he scanned the jungle for any of the many signs many, many years of training with war maids had taught him.
It wouldn't do to get ambushed by a second group of enemies simply because they'd all focused on the first group. Not at all.
See my smile
Life...Life never Changes.
- Location
- The Commonwealth
"Don't have to tell me fucking twice. let's fucking move dipshits." Acidbath said as he turned around and started to retreat.
@Lt Darkhound
@Omnimessiah
@BobTheNinja
- Location
- Poland
Igor looked around at his withdrawing squadmates and quickly ran towards the fallen. He quickly patted them over, taking any spare magazines they had, and a single grenade one of them had in a pocket. All of that took him less than half a minute, and in that time he was already running to the relative safety of the big ass robot.
Shadows
Sacred Priestess of the Benevolent Dice Gods
- Location
- USS Civilian, DDG-214
- Pronouns
- She/Her
"I've no target, but my sensors picked up the rough area the shots came from and I put some tungsten in that area. I'd recommend everyone continue to draw back and let's see if they're bein' stupid enough to wander into somewhere I can see 'em." Chloe replied.
samdamandias
Apprentice Plane Wizard
Ralph ducks into the undergrowth to one side.
That he couldn't feel glass meant one of several things, none of them good. The thickness of the jungle made snipers unlikely. The use of high-index plastics for everything was, as far as he knew, impractical at best. And if the Mzma could somehow block the Wyrd, that would...
The corners of Ralph's mouth quirk up in a predatory grin. Stealing power and turning it against the original holders was part of the way his Court did things, was it not?
Ralph squirms over to near the others, his obsidian scales neatly slicing through the leaf litter.
"We don't have a fallback point. Give me three minutes and I can have something that wouldn't be out of place on Gibraltar."
BobTheNinja
Sword of Possibility
- Location
- Multiverse Sector Texas
"Well, it stopped falling boulders before, so I think it can stop shrapnal...but I've never had to deal with that before, so I'm not 100% sure," Steven admitted.
Steven did his best to make sure the others were still covered by his barrier as he began retreating with the rest of the fireteam. He couldn't help but spare a glance at their fallen squadmates...and instantly wished he hadn't, a pang of horrified nausea running through him. For now, he tried his best to focus on the mission, and on keeping the rest of his team alive.
Dalek Ix
Verified Dalek
Numbuh 362
MZMA-OCCUPIED TERRITORY
THE FOREST
MZMA-OCCUPIED TERRITORY
THE FOREST
"Heh. Classic."
362 gave some thought to that.
On one hand, she's a cat.
On the other, she's a six-foot-tall-pink cat.
On the third, mutant hand spouting from the chest, I wanna see how she does things.
The Operative, her face obscured by camouflage-pattered makeup and her eyes covered up by the night-vision goggles, gave Synn a nod.
"Sure thing, sir," she told her, and took a second to think about how wierd it was for her to be saying that to an adult and mean it. Maybe it was because Synn was a big kitty who purred if you scratched her between the ears and not a human adult.
"To be fair," 362 noted, "Yuri's a loud, obnoxious bag of hot wind and garbage gas who can summon creepy huge monsters, and Iowa's a huge showoff who thinks with her guns that's also supposed to be able to take a hit. If anyone can actually stand a chance of surviving being The Distraction, it's those two."
They continued their quick, stealthy advance through the canopy. 362 was sure to drop a few things along the path that the Legion was sure to take. Traps were only fun when you were the one who put them there.
Numbuh 362
MZMA-OCCUPIED TERRITORY
THE CANOPY
MZMA-OCCUPIED TERRITORY
THE CANOPY
There was something very, very wrong about how 362 moved.
Every movement she made seemed to be designed to be as economical, quiet and efficient as possible. There was a purposefulness; a certain smooth, mechanical quality to her movements that would've seemed out of place on most adults. When she was out of combat, one could almost fool themselves into thinking that, with a change of clothes and scenery, she could be normal.
Not so much now. As she sneaked through enemy territory, armed to the teath and wreathed in camouflage and darkness, there was none of the subtle anxiety and tension that she'd had in the base. She looked almost relaxed. Like she belonged here.
When she saw Chara tense as the ghost felt something, the Operative tensed as well, like a coiled spring or viper, slowing down her movements and creeping towards the parts of the canopy that gave her the most cover. She looked at where the ghost kid was looking through the scope of her rifle, and that's how she found the enemy.
She made a few hand signals towards Synn and Chara, and busied herself examining the soldiers, counting guns and bodies.
Enemy spotted. Scouting. Remain alert.
She was so "in the zone" that she didn't bother to think that Chara or Synn would be familiar with KND hand signals.
The Operative whispered into the mic of the headset built into her helmet.
"This is 362, we have eyes on hostiles. Unknown if they are bait. Scanning for silenced weapons."
Which was when Chara decided to play bowling with the enemy and a large bowler. Which, not-coinicidentally, was the same time that 362 realized that she might not have been clear as to what she'd told them to do... and that Synn was actually the one in charge.
Whoops.
... Well, at least that didn't give our positon away... I hope.
"... Well, Chara's rolled a boulder over them so I guess we'll find out if they're the bait or not."
Mew
Baffled by existence
- Location
- Pokémon World
- Pronouns
- She
Synn would reveal that she was definitely used to this kind of maneuvering as she followed 362 and Chara. Despite her large size and curves, her true strength was not in brute strength but in agility ; her spine was far more flexible than a human's and her impressive leg strength allowed her to propel herself from sturdy branch to sturdy branch with ease. And she was not stopped by a lack of sturdy branches either, her long prehensible tail wrapping around one of them as she seemingly missed the jump... only to effectively catch to the branch with her tail, spin briefly, and then propel ahead, the maneuver preventing the branch from breaking under her weight.
As she landed nearby enough for 362 and Chara to know where she was but not close enough that any enemies would notice them next to one another, Synn observed the way ahead. She did not flinch as Chara launched that boulder though she did hear the radio call unlike the underage agent.
Thankfully, while at the base, 362 had shown some of her hand signals so she understood what she meant... and most importantly, it allowed her to communicate back. Namely, she signaled for her to pay attention and then pointed to her radio.
Right after that, she clenched her fists, preparing in case they need to either go back or to continue on...
As she landed nearby enough for 362 and Chara to know where she was but not close enough that any enemies would notice them next to one another, Synn observed the way ahead. She did not flinch as Chara launched that boulder though she did hear the radio call unlike the underage agent.
Thankfully, while at the base, 362 had shown some of her hand signals so she understood what she meant... and most importantly, it allowed her to communicate back. Namely, she signaled for her to pay attention and then pointed to her radio.
Right after that, she clenched her fists, preparing in case they need to either go back or to continue on...
Dalek Ix
Verified Dalek
Numbuh 362
MZMA-OCCUPIED TERRITORY
THE CANOPY
MZMA-OCCUPIED TERRITORY
THE CANOPY
362 signed back.
Acknowledged. 2 friendlies down.
If the Operative was surpised or moved by the deaths, she didn't show.
Destroy, distract, or designate targets?