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 Posted: Sun Jun 07, 2009 9:24 am
Current Year: 2560
Area of Landing: New Hope-Direct Location Unknown
Name of Occupant: Private Farther Rivet, Member of the U.N.S.C
--------->End Transmission<---------
This is search-and-capture. Not rescue. According to official U.N.S.C. records, Farther Rivet doesn't exist. He's not M.I.A, or K.I.A. Thus, as the U.N.S.C, we have been ordered to find and capture this man.
The data was found in a O.D.S.T drop-pod-made in 2545. Something just doesn't feel right.
Take all equipment. We're going straight into heavy rebellion area. Chance of Success: 75-80%
Chance of Failure: Irrelevant.
-Lance Corporal Jonathan Coup de Grace-
Okay, now I am going to explain everything OOC.
Basically, a soldier that never existed found his way onto New Hope...in a 15 Year old drop-pod. Honestly, something would just feel wrong. The empty drop-pod was found deep in enemy territory, when Jonathan went to fight off the rebels in his first live-fire experience. The info contained told him that the man inside had been gone for at least a week.
We are in Illiuma-if that's how it's spelled...-. Thus, Warthogs and Mongeese are permitted for transport. The location of the guy is approx. 40 miles from the base.
THIS IS A LIVE FIRE RP. You will be shot at. You will shoot back. Continue. Expect basic crap resistance-SMG armored soldiers with maybe a guy with a shotgun. However, they will use guerilla type tactics. Like hiding, then bombing, etc.
Until the end. THEN, expect at least one group in a Warthog, a man with a rocket launcher and a few groups with assault rifles. Yep....
Hmm...any questions? PM me. In order to sign up, simply tell me which page your profile is located.
Gear up and head out.
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Posted: Tue Jul 07, 2009 6:14 pm
Sergeant Luke Ryan loaded up his shotgun, his SMG and a pistol, for good measure. He got into the Pelican, with the rest of his crew, mostly Leuitenants and Corprols. "Alright, Listen up Marines, we're investigating an ODST pod from back in the 40's, and somethin' stinks. This ain't a Covenant planet, and it ain't human either. Somethin' happened down there, and we're gonna investigate, got it." the Sergeant informed them. "SIR YES SIR!" The Marines replied. The pelican left the deck, and started toward the planet. As they moved closer, he could hear the anxcious whispers of the rookies, who wanted to kick some Covenant a**. 'Damn fools.' The sergeant thought. 'Whatever this was, it ain't Covenant, and whatever could kill a whole squad of ODST's scares the s**t outta me.'
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