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So, we'd be writing a full story, all at once?

This thread has been moved to the parlor by me because I'm fearing that no one saw it inside of the DWM.

I'm guessing that you shouldn't kill off ANY of the Crew members actually, Probably keep the top of the pyramid intact. Lowest rank below that are the Command Sergeant Major. Don't worry, it's cool to make up your own one of these guys and kill em off.

ALSO: THE DEADLINE IS BEING EXTENDED TO AUGUST 15.

Please Let me know if you are accepting the 'Last Paid Mission' so that way I don't get my hopes up on the 15th.

Yes, Imagine the Planets as in the countries of Revres.

The crew members should be made just slightly more militarized if you decide to use them. And everyone is a human, so K' can't be a half-demon. Sorry K'.

Fff-- scream

Fine! How about full demon that still looks like a human for whatever reason? That way, I get to keep my powers and whatnot. Nothing else changes.

Alright, thank you. I'll try to have something done by the 15th. No guarantees that its any good at all.

Woo!

I feel like posting it. There are a few errors and such, and I don't really know the Politics of the WH40K world, so I couldn't factor them in. Sooo... yeah. Begin story.

Diplomacy and Force:

I only ever had one chance to work with General Wielder. Of course, I leaped at the opportunity. My squad and I signed up the moment we heard about the mission. It was probably the best decision we've ever made, as Mercenaries. The job was to bring a group of Tau Revolutionaries to peace.

We met him in the Hangar, and boarded the TWILI gunship in the wee hours of the morning. I still remember exactly what he was wearing... An old, Japanese-looking shirt, dark combat pants, with plenty of pockets, and a red cape that flowed behind him. We took off with PFC Kreig at the helm. We could hear MSM Sagi over the radio, guiding us out and sending the details for the briefing. The General read them aloud, as the display showed a topographical map. “We've got a small army against us. Looks like we'll mostly have to deal with melee, but they managed to steal some RPGs and P90s. Kreig, how are you at evading?” The standard TWILI had the ability to jump suddenly in any direction about 20 meters. It was tough, as you could easily crash into something if you weren't careful, and overuse could lead to an engine meltdown. Experienced pilots often knew tricks to it, though, and Krieg was no exception. “I'd say ain't nuttin gonna hit dis ship, sir.” He replied. “Good to hear. Now... We'll need to utilize the landscape as efficiently as possible. How are we armed?”

We had four snipers, three of whom were quite experienced. The fourth, Seraph, was a new addition. She had talent, but was unsure of herself in battle. We'd keep her covered, I had assured her, nothing would touch her so long as she follows orders. We also had two heavy mac's and one explosives expert. I was best in melee, just like the General, and carried a Swallow. Krieg would manage the guns on the ship, and give us some air support.

“This ridge will be good for the snipers. You can spread out along it's edge, and rain down some good, ol' fashioned death. Jakobs and Arclyte will get in closer with their Light Machine Guns, and the Sergeant and I will head straight into the middle.” We'd be fighting side-by-side? Holy S***! “This is if, and only if, we need to engage the entirety of them. With any luck, they'll listen to words.

The briefing continued a while longer, as we zoomed towards our objective. Afterword, he asked me how I was with my Swallow. I replied, and we got into a conversation about personal tactics, then League tactics, then all sorts of other things. We finally arrived, five hours after we'd dusted off. We dropped the snipers off at the ridge, about 50 meters between each of them. Once we dropped the last one, we went down to the field in front of their camp. “Eyepieces.” Wielder said. Everyone, including the snipers, donned their pieces, and he sent out a test message. <> <> The others followed suit. The TWILI set down and the four of us remaining got off. Jakobs and Arclyte crouched down and aimed at the camp. <> Wielder and I began to walk towards the camp, where we were greeted by a small welcoming party, including their leader. Wielder pulled his sword off of his back and held it out, still sheathed. <> “I come representing the Mercenary League. We've been hired to bring you to peace, through either diplomacy or force. We are skilled in both.” Four officers walked up next to their leader. Their leader replied, “We will not bow to merely four men.” Wielder sent an order over the eyepieces. <> “Don't underestimate us, friend.” He held his sword up, and the four officers flanking him went down with wounds in various limbs. Their leader looked around, and looked back, with a face full of panic. “Shall we begin the negotiations?” Wielder asked him.

The next few hours saw Wielder and their leader talking intently, the latter obviously scared of the former, despite his calm, friendly demeanor. We left by what would be sunset at base, and were home just after midnight.

I was expecting to get into a flurry of violence and blood, but instead the General had ended it with four bullets fired from half a mile away. He'd intimidated them without even killing any of them. I had never thought of using both Force and Diplomacy together. But maybe that's why I'm not a General.

By T.M.Wielder