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 Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 1:19 pm
Starting Post:
Dawn. The start of a new day. The sun's rays played amongst the ruins of the great city of Mylia.
ADL Dropships lifted off their pads in the east, laden with soldiers to take materials from the ruins.
Nether Legion Tanks floated out of the fortress entrance, supported by foot soldiers, as they moved out to the cleanup site for the day.
Mylia Irregular Enforcers lifted off the ground, the police aircraft ready to begin their sweep for Survivors in the city.
Miku took her stand on her tower, megaphone in hand, as her soldiers mounted their ATVs below.
Survivors began to work on fortifying their strongholds. Day was the only time they could do such actions.
Velk recorders rose from their area of slumber, ready to record the events of another day.
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 1:39 pm
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Techni-coloured BloodBath
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 7:29 pm
[Hope it's ok for me to post ._.]
/c: Gathering required data...
/c: Loading...
/c: Restarting program...
/c: ... ... ...
/c: Welcome back, Unit XIII
XIII's eyes flashed white as her body suddenly flooded with life via the cord plugged into the wall which went into a receiver in her head. The cord ejected from the wall and went back into her head like a tongue just above her ear. "Welcome back, Unit XIII... How are you feeling?" An elderly man with short, white hair and a british accent said, apparently to her. XIII looked him over briefly, storing his image and status in her memory for possible use later.
"My batteries charged... weapons loaded... I am functioning at 99.9% efficiancy. There is a 00.1% margin of defect, however... A crack, in my exterior... near the foot. Sustained during shipping... It poses only a minimal problem..." She said without once changing the tone in her voice. Her eyes appeared hollow and clear like the glass they were made out of. One blue, and one green. A mistake made at the factory that no one bothered to correct.
"Excellent, XIII... Your job today is to go out with the rest of the soldiers and help them clean up. You know the rules and everything... Mmm..." The man paused, seemingly in thought as XIII waited for him to continue. "Huh? What are you waiting for? Get a move on."
"Affirmative..." XIII turned and left the room, shortly after joining up with the Nether Legion's foot soldiers.
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Posted: Wed Nov 19, 2008 8:14 pm
General Alphonse rode with his top poking out of his tank. he looked down ad XIII joined them.
"Good morning! I see they got you working! Welcome to the cleanup team. Alright soldiers! I want a detailed cleaning of sector #2340! Any metals are to be loaded into the carts and taken back to the base for melting! any guns you find are to be loaded into the tank's storage, and any dogtags you find are to be taken back to the base graveyard, no matter which group they belong to, understood?" Al called out.
"And survivors sir?" someone asked
"As always, try to bring them to the tank circle in the center so we can call the Irregulars over to pick them up. Alright men! let's get to work!"
There was an acknowledgment from each soldier, ranging from a groan to a cheer. The ones that seemed happiest were the veteran soldiers, actually, which meant that cleanup was a bit more... interesting... than it sounded.
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Posted: Thu Nov 20, 2008 10:05 am
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Posted: Thu Nov 20, 2008 10:06 am
"Yes, sir." XIII glanced to her side then followed the other foot soldiers. It had been almost a year since she'd been operational but all the data matched her older files. The world hadn't changed in that time. Still filthy and constantly at war. It was times like this that XIII was glad she was not capable of such evil through her own doings.
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Techni-coloured BloodBath
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Posted: Thu Nov 20, 2008 10:15 am
The soldiers began to work on cleaning the mess of their 'sector' for that day, as the Mylia Irregular Airborne Enforcement Vehicles flew overhead.
Al walked out to the clear area of the sector as the lead aircraft touched down.
"You made the rendevous on time Aldea! What's the special occasion?" Al asked the pilot.
"Oh, shut up, you armored idiot!" The Irregular replied.
"It's good to see you too." Al nodded.
"So it's the usual then?"
"Actually, no. We're nearing the bank in the city, and we've had word that Survivors tend to cluster there... also, there's ADL activity in the office building to the north... I think it's an outpost, and Gala has been harassing patrols to the nothwest..."
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Posted: Thu Nov 20, 2008 10:35 am
During the clean-up procedure XIII kept her eyes to the ground, scanning constantly. In a small patch of brush, she came across the body of a survivor. He must have been dead since last night because his body showed no heat. XIII knelt down and went through the man's pockets finding only a baseball card and some pot. No dog tags and no bullet wounds. Very preculiar. She walked over to the one in charge and saluted.
"Sir. I've located a body at 137 metres north west. No tags, no ID, and no visible wounds. I suggest we vaporize the body in case the cause of dead was viral."
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Techni-coloured BloodBath
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Posted: Thu Nov 20, 2008 10:41 am
The cleanup officer, face invisible behind his helmet nodded. "We can't risk an infection to the base. I'll radio the general that we'll have to go through cleaning when we get back. Notify us if you find more bodies. If there's a plague going on outside the base, it's best we know of it."
Al looked up at Aldea, "I just got a call... you shouldn't leave your aircraft... we have what may be a viral death out here, and you don't have the powered armor to prevent infection..."
The Irregular nodded, "Right. We'll keep in touch. I'll get the doctor over here immediately." The aircraft lifted up, twirling around as it did so, and shot off to the west over the rubble.
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Posted: Thu Nov 20, 2008 3:34 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 20, 2008 5:06 pm
Lady Black stoped at the edge of a shadow near the soldier's cleaning up there mess. Leaning on the wall she soothed the kitten inside the large black shawl she wore he was alarmed by all the noise they made "Shush sweetling they cant see us" She soothed as she recorded their activedy.
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 7:48 am
The leading group began to destroy the body, taking utmost care before moving on with the cleanup.
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Techni-coloured BloodBath
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 9:47 am
Motoko continued on her search for bodies. Thankfully, she didn't find anymore. A few scraps of belongings, but not their owners. She found what was a fire pit, extinguished long ago. It seemed some survivors had taken up camp not far from here and left possible a day or two earlier.
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 12:10 pm
More rubble was removed as the soldiers recovered metals and plastics that had been buried for years, untouched by human hands.
A dull whine could be heard and Al ran back into the camp.
"Heads up! we've got ADL inbound!" Soldiers dropped their pieces of rubble and armed their guns.
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Posted: Fri Nov 21, 2008 1:11 pm
Lady Black crouched down as the ADL'S aprouched. She Glanced around then watched a nerves new soilder, who could barly hold his weopen still for he was shakeing so badly.
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