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Post by Mak twins on Mar 9, 2012 2:02:35 GMT -5
OFF: Playing as Mak Sief "Click", infiltration specialist
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Outside the Romulan Facility
After watching the bravado of the new Ranger from the perimeter, Sief tapped his comm badge.
=/\=Click to Mom.=/\=
Gentry acknowledged.
=/\=Sir, I can't help but notice our shiny new friend has tried the simplest solution and failed. I was wondering if you might like me to come help with some lock picking...or interrogation.=/\=
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Post by The GM (Frank Gentry) on Mar 10, 2012 20:32:34 GMT -5
Outside the Romulan Facility
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=/\=Sir, I can't help but notice our shiny new friend has tried the simplest solution and failed. I was wondering if you might like me to come help with some lock picking...or interrogation.=/\=
"Picking?" Came the thought from the Male, at the same time the Females that were with them, all turned their heads, looking at Sief. Then the Male looked at Gentry. "Come with, all of you. We are proud of the magic we have made!"
The great doors to the Romulan fort opened, and the Horse People trotted in.
"Okay everyone." Frank said. "We're going to follow them, as soon as Gunny's finished suiting up. Cable, you'll take the point and Kirby will be the tail gunner."
In minutes they were cautiously filing through the large gate like doors. With the exception of the point and tail gunner, they walked in twos, weapons pointing outboard.
Gentry lowered his carbine. "This is incredible!"
There were no apparent threats in the facility, so, Gentry broke up the formation. "Okay...Everyone, take a look around, keep an eye out for trouble and watch what you touch...That especially goes for you Kirby."
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Cable
2nd Lieutenant
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Post by Cable on Mar 12, 2012 20:28:50 GMT -5
<<Factory>>
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As Charlie Squad started down a hall and got out of range of the rest of the Unit Cable put his hand up for them to stop and huddle up. "Listen up, The CO said careful what you touch not that we can't touch. Now as your CO." Cable made finger quotes "But more importantly your boss. Grab anything you thing can be useful to use or bring in some cash on the black market." Cable looked around to make sure everyone was on the same page. They had been beat down and bloodied and they didn't know how or why.
"Look you all know we don't work for the glory of anything other then the almighty dollar. When my company took this job to join the Rangers I expected to get paid so I can pay all of you. The fact is I have no clue where we are what we are doing here or who is gonna pay us." Cable paused again. "That being said find anything of value tag it, bag it, and when we get off this rock we will worry about getting it moved."
Rodrigo raised his hand.
"Whats up Diablo?" Cable inquired.
"Well I think with what gear I snagged I should be able to get up on the cat walks up there and keep a birds-eye view on you guys."
"That's good get to it. Mr. Black, Voodoo your with me." The teams went their ways
After some time Diablo came over the Vocs "Sir, I see at the end of that hall make a left there is something big there."
Cable tapped his ear "Copy that in route." Cable came to the end rounded the corner and saw what he was talking about it was a pimped out shuttle craft. It was pretty good size one looks like it would hold a dozen rangers or so. It had no markings on it it was Blue and black armor looks like it was Ablative armor of some sort. "Well we can't tag and bag that. Mr. Black I need to secure this ship get inside and figure out if it can run we may have found a way off this rock and something to carry our loot in. Plus T.I.T.S. may have found a new flagship." Cable chuckled. And with that Cable continued on.
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OOC: T.I.T.S. is my company that has the contract with Star Fleet for Charlie Squad. Tactical Innovation Technological Services
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Post by macison on Mar 15, 2012 21:15:39 GMT -5
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Gabriel looked around, he had managed to find an entire aisle of toys, small one mostly. Some looked like the first bicycles made only instead of the front wheel being large the back wheel was large. He smirked at the sight of the toys, he had several small vehicles resting in his hands, some were crude looking and made of wood, others were made of metal. He took a few small vehicles and placed them into his pockets, and moved onto the next aisle which housed several small trinkets and plastic crude figurines. Gabriel smiled and fingered with several small trinkets and sat them back down.
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Cable
2nd Lieutenant
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Post by Cable on Mar 22, 2012 18:45:48 GMT -5
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There was a lot of junk to go through these people just seemed to like to create for no apparent reason. The team had found a delta wing shuttle that appeared it would make a good get away ship if need be and Cable had left Mr. Black in charge of prepping it for launch. The rest of the team had been picking through this and that not finding to much of great value or use. They came up on a sealed room. "Charlie Leader its Diablo"
"Go ahead what do you see?" Cable inquired.
"That room your coming up on some of the locals have been coming in and out of there and it seems pretty active."
"Understood, good looking. Charlie team give me a perimeter on the door prepare for a breach." With that the four man team fanned out into position and the teams infiltration guy pulled out a door breach and stuck it to the door and backed away.
Cable turned to Nighthawk his number 2 man they had been through a lot in taking over this company of theirs by force. "When your ready Hawk blow it and lets secure the room."
"Door is Hot, hot, hot..." after the third hot the door blew in on itself and the team rushed in "Get on the ground, Get on the Ground" Came from all the team as they surprised those inside that where not looking for a fight. This might have been over kill but Cable and Nighthawk were not taking shit for granted.
The room appeared to be a lab of some sort. They had prosthetic body parts all over the room. Cables eyes lit up like a kid in a candy store. They had all sorts of fun gadgets and while he enjoyed his new attachments he saw and arm in the case that made him drool. "Hawk you see what I see" as he approached the glass case.
"Yes Sir that would be an Arm cannon with internal hand storage. Oh and there is a huge chest in the other corner want Voodoo to pop it open he is itching to."
Cable was mesmerized he had only dreamed of this it was a cybernetic arm that had the ability to pop out phasers, disrupters, plasma grenade launchers, and to top it off it was all internally housed so know need for attachments.
"Cable did you hear me??" Nighthawk saw the joy in his bosses eyes.
"Yeah lets get this loaded up and Voodoo find out whats in the case..." Before Cable could finished Voodoo had blown the lock and opened the chest to find it was filled to the brim in Gold pressed Lattinum. "Well this might be a promising adventure after all." Cable grabbed the arm out of the case and the teamed started to hump its way back to the Delta Wing they had found.
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Post by The GM (Frank Gentry) on Apr 1, 2012 18:08:37 GMT -5
The 'Candy Store'
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Kirby sauntered through the hodge-podge of gadgets, weapons, wingdings and whatz-its. There was nothing that interested him. Really, he wanted a drink, he didn't honestly know, when he had last had one and he wasn't about to go on the wagon.
There was a metallic stirring to his left. His spotter, Fred, didn't warn him, then he remembered, he hadn't activated the automaton's sensors. That was quickly taken care of. Immediately, his spotter indicated the presence of a 'bogey'. Kirby lowered his visor and followed where his HUD led him. Fred suddenly signaled a warning...they were being scanned.
"Come on out!" He said as he pointed his carbine. A half meter tall spider-like robot crawled out from behind a stack of gadgets. It looked similar to his spotter, except, it had four legs, instead of three, and looked to be a mixture of Federation and Romulan technologies. Going by how Fred was reacting, this intruder wasn't well received... Luckily, when Clack had tinkered with the spotters, giving them artificial personalities, he didn't give them a penchant for violence. If he had, Kirby was sure there would be a fight.
This was too much for him. "Sure wish I had some whisky." He said, as an off hand comment.
Suddenly the new spotter perked up, and a mechanical voice came over Kirby's comm. "C2H5OH, located..." The direction of the alcohol appeared on his HUD.
"Well, I'll be damned." The new spotter had led him to a device...Not just any device, it was the one that he had been working on in his head for almost a year now...A replicator. Not just any replicator, but, a modern still, small enough to be sorta portable...There was a flask in it.
Damnit Fred, we found the mother load!
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Gentry watched as the Rangers and Mercs of Striker rummaged through the facility. There was almost a Christmas morning like attitude to the boys as they each found their own personal 'treasures'.
Sadly, he realized, Santa's shop was going to have to close very soon... permanently. He didn't know what the emergency was, but, he knew the Romulans would be back soon.
He hated being the party pooper..."Okay everybody, the party's over, see if you can locate some explosives, I want this place wired to blow. Also, we're going to need to find a way off this planet and we're taking the Horse People with us."
"Magic metal clouds have been made."
The male Horse Person along with a group of mounted males, looked at Frank with a look of expectation. "We are ready to find more magic."
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Cable
2nd Lieutenant
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Post by Cable on Apr 4, 2012 10:30:13 GMT -5
<<Factory>>
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After finding the new arm and some odds and ends that could be sold on the black market Charlie team had humped it back to the Delta Wing shuttle they had found. It was very Romulan in design but not entirely. Word had gotten to Cable that they was shoving off. MOM wanted us to find some explosives and a way out well his team had a way out. Not sure how many of the Horsepeople it would fit.
=/\= "Cable to MOM just to give you a status report Charlie team has a functional Delta Wing craft we are ready for extract. No signs of explosion but if we have to this craft has a full armament that we can blow this place back to Romulus if we need to. As for taking the natives your gonna need to find other means this seats 12 at most." =/\=
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Post by The GM (Frank Gentry) on Apr 11, 2012 20:44:22 GMT -5
The Factory
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=/\= "Cable to MOM, just to give you a status report. Charlie team has a functional Delta Wing craft, we are ready for extract. No signs of explosives, but, if we have to this craft has a full armament that we can blow this place back to Romulus if we need to. As for taking the natives, your gonna need to find other means, this seats 12 at most." =/\=
Along with Charlie team's discovery, several more shuttles and runabouts had been found. Everyone would be getting off the planet.
=/\="Junior to Mom."=/\=
Gentry answered back, on the net. "Yes, Junior."
=/\="I believe we have found the perfect explosive for this place...a small cobalt device. Hmmm, the only problem is, the controls are all in Romulan."=/\=
The news was still good. "Good job Junior...Mom to Clack, get over to that bomb. I want a remote detonator installed on that thing, and we'll be needing it quick." He said this as he watched indications of activity on a screen. The screen was in an office, he didn't know where the sensor array was, but...where ever it was, this screen was getting the readings.
Gentry activated the net..."Rangers, we need to be quick...The Rommies are back."
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Cable
2nd Lieutenant
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Post by Cable on May 1, 2012 19:37:57 GMT -5
The Factory
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Gentry noticed that the Merc's were pocketing everything they could. That was not problem for him...If they got some lantium out of it (and it didn't hurt the Federation, he was fine), but...
"Gentry to Cable" he called on the net. "I need two or three guys watching out side."
Cable sent some people out. Almost as soon as elements of Charlie team went out the huge double doors...There was a transmission on the net.
"Cable we have bad guys." It was from Diablo, their sniper...There was a cracking sound from the rifle he had bagged from the 'candy shop'. "Damn...This is a nice rifle!"
=/\= "Charlie Squad to Alpha Leader We have a visual of to Romulan squads coming down on your twenty hard. Take cover we are gonna bring the rain." =/\=
With that Communication Charlie team came out of the shadows and swooped down in their new shuttle opening up phaser fire on the approaching Rommies. "Get me in close and prepare to open the back hatch. Voodoo and Mr. Black your with me"
The three Mercs made their way to the back of the shuttle and as they swept in on the location of the rest of the rangers the shuttle hovered about 10 feet in the air and the back opened up and Cable was the first to hop out with his guys in toe.
"Well lets have some fun" Cable said as he adjusted his new arm and opened fire on the staggering rommies!
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Post by The GM (Frank Gentry) on May 2, 2012 3:11:53 GMT -5
Inside The 'Candy Shop"
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=/\= "Charlie Team to Alpha Leader We have a visual of two Romulan squads coming down on your twenty, hard. Take cover we are gonna bring the rain." =/\=
Gentry looked at the male Horse person. "So, where are these magic metal clouds?"
"Follow" Was the only answer he got. He followed the male, and his female ride, through a set of very large doors that would have been mistaken for walls.
They opened. There was a small fleet of shuttles and run-abouts...
There...sitting alone...was a Razor.
Frank gasped. "It's the Lisa." True enough on the side of the craft were the letters, spelling MISS LISA, complete with paint runs...Just like on Frank's first day on the USS Laffey.
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Frank was sitting in his fighter...
"Whatchu doing IN MY STARFIGHTER!" It was Gunny Mack, The NCOiC of fighter maintenance.
Gentry nearly jumped out of the form fitting seat. "Wha....huu.....Oh, I'm sorry!" The 'Butter Bar' stumbled down the cockpit ladder, almost falling in his haste to debark the fighter.
The Gunny wasn't impressed. "Not too graceful are you. Now, who are you and what are you doing in my starfighter?"
The Young Lieutenant was confused. "What? This is'nt your starfighter!"
"They are ALL my fighters!" Mack shot back. "Again, who are you and what are you doing here!"
Frank could only answer back. "2nd LT. Franklin Gentry Sir. And I was just getting to know my razor, Sir."
Mack looked the young nervous officer up and down. (oh no, a butter bar!). "Does, 'getting to know your razor', include vandalizing it?... And... Don't call me Sir, I work for a living! You can call me Gunny Macinzie, Gunny or even Mack, but , DON'T CALL ME SIR! Do you hear me?"
"Yes Sss...Gunny."
Mack , looked at Frank's handy work. "So what gives you the idea, that you can paint graphitti on your razor. For that mather, what gives you the idea you can paint at all!" He looked at the poor lettering, long red streaks running to the outboard edge of the craft. It spelled 'Miss Lisa'...
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Already, Frank was in the Razor fighter...It fit like a glove. He activated the unit channel on the net. "Alpha and Bravo Teams, move the as many of the Horse People as possible onto the space craft in the large hanger." He realized they might not know where the hanger was. "You'll find the ships, if you pass through the large doors!"
As Striker was helping the planet's natives on board, anything that could leave the planet, Gentry worried...Even though some of the craft had weapons and now, he had his Razor....What did the Romulans use, to get them back to this planet?
Chances are, these weren't scientists or engineers securing the planet...These were military.
"We also have a very large magic cloud." The male said proudly. "Would you like to see it?"
"Yes." Was the only answer.
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GM's note: Unless Gunny writes too, it looks like it's just you and me, Cable. We'll finish this out and see if we can't hook up with the 13th Rangers (Reapers).
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Post by macison on May 6, 2012 21:04:54 GMT -5
ON: Gabriel tapped his combadge, "Sir, we've got Rommie crawling up our..." The rest of the sentence was drowned out by phaser and disruptor fire. "What are our orders sir?" Gabriel asked as he ducked down behind some benches. He looked to the men he commanded, muttered a word as his mind flashed back to a different time. ================================================= Gabriel was laying down aiming down his rifle's scope, situated on top of a cliff, his spotter mechanized probe sitting to his right. "You have the green light to send the package on any hostile targets." The order came over the comm. "Acknowledged." Gabriel said as he patted his spotter probe's 'head'. "Ground team you have hostiles heading your way, Oscar, Echo, 3-2 mark 4. I count 15 hostiles." Gabriel said as he kept his eyes on the enemy. "Good Copy Chaos Two, think you could help us out a little?" "Affirmative Timberwolf One." Gabriel replied and squeezed the trigger on his rifle. Five shots flew from his rifle and hit their targets, "Five hostiles terminated." "Solid Copy, thanks for the assist." "Chaos Two, this is Gladiator Two, we are pinned down by enemy Technicals at seven-three mark five sector two. We could use an assist." "Solid copy, wait for my mark and lay down suppressing fire." "Affirmative." Gabriel moved his scope to the designated location. Five repulsor vehicles stood infront of the ruins and was laying out some major suppressing fire. The walls where Gladiator two was hiding were falling down around them. "Targets confirmed, sending packages." Gabriel said. He lined up the shots, and fired, three aliens fell from their turrets, "Begin suppressing fire." "Solid copy, thanks for the assist, we can handle this from here." "Affirmative." ============================================== OFF: OOC: Sorry for taking so long to actually post. Work has had me just a tad bit busy and RL issues have started to kick up the shit. I'm here until we end
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