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3601
"I heard that." I say, taking a little bit of a faster pace down the steps.

Kenny hears someone fall from the top of the stairs and frowns in sympathy.

3602
The sargeant cares less if Arnold does an extra 100 and walks away. He turns and faces everyone from the corridor.

"As you may know, we are currently in orbit around Cirnicus-IV. What you do not know is that you have slept for aprox. 16 hours in order to properly coordinate ourselves with the rest of the planet." He smiles teasingly, "You can figure out how we did it in class tomorrow."

He walks down the line of cadets. "We are not having breakfast today, as we have," the Sargeant pauses, "missed the occassion." Many of the cadets grumble and he raises his hand. "As per order, we are to immediately gather our personal belongings and arrive on Cirnicus-IV in 10 minutes via drop ship." Some people murmur, as they have the knowledge of an elevator down to the central facilities of the academy.

He then heads out the door, but turns around a meter or to and says loudly. "And if you miss the goddamn deadline of 10 minutes and do not meet me in the docking bay without your special bags behind me, you are being taken back to very unhappy parents. Oh, and checking inside your bag will result in severe repurcussions."
...

I curse under my breath and immediately gather all of my personal belongings, slipping the slim thumbdrive behind the picture of my mother and the case. I grab a... oh my god this is loving heavy.

This is like, 30 god damn pounds. Something seems to poke my back and I readjust my bag in order to make it more comfortable.

I noisly slug it over my shoulder anywho and rush towards the elevator that would take me to the docking bay. A very large sign that says "out of order" it placed over the top and the only other way down is a stair case.

"God loving damn it." I say as I open the door and begin to descend the 15 sets of the stairs down to the docking back.

Meta info:
Each person has a different "bag description" and will be applied to something as due close event:

Grunter's character has a bag that has a very bumpy texture. Seems to be multiple items. Weighs around 20 or so pounds.
Tumble's character has a bag that is a smaller and only seems to hold three or so rectangular devices. It has broken straps and must be carried awkwardly with both hands in order to transport. Weighs around 8 or 10 pounds.
Mlockha's character has a bag that seems to have many rope-like things inside. It also seems to have a large object near the back of the bag. His bag weighs around 45 pounds.


3603
Atenisia takes a passive-agressive stance on its fellow Holy Order member on the terms that Espovon is its trading partner. They decide not to take any action, however.

3604
I look foward as the sargeant comes across me. I can feel his intensity. I notice that everyone is now standing at the end of their bunks.
...

The sargeant inspects all of the beds and picks off a short-brown haired and hazel eyed kid for not tucking in his sheets, even though the cadet next to him doesn't have any shoes on...

"You expect that type of personal caretaking to be done by us, cadet? You goddamn idiot. Whoever your parents are must be annoyed by your untaskfully pillow un-loving-fluffing and your indecency to goddamn take care of your own self. You expect to be a bloody officer, cadet? You fix your mistake, cadet!" He yells. He points at the bed. "Fix it after giving me thirty pushups!" Onlookers seem to know that the sargeant is holding quite back.
...

I attempt to stare blankly ahead, but all I can do is smirk. I do indeed supress it, however, and the sargeant hasn't seemed to notice at all.

3605
Barbarians from the West of Albiton invade and sack every city in the West.  West Albiton falls to separated city-statehood.  East Albiton calls upon the rest of the Holy Order for support to build up a large wall where lands meet, and to provide patrols in waters where raiders may reside.
Done, well, only one thing:

Atenisia begins to:
1) Attempts to diplomatically recruit and vassalize the closest Western Albitonic states in promise that they will rape the barbarians that ruined their cities.
2) Attack all of the barbarians that dare come close to its borders.

3606
My roommate's fursuit head
lol
doing this again, shot my mother
oops

3607
The wall under my bed.

3608
mam do we get to learn how to make the spicy chicken today
Spicy chicken is not part of any chosen M.R.E or readily avaliable ingredients, maggot.

3610
Things go bump in the night, I suppose.

Well, at the very least, that what they told us.
...

A drill sargeant goes among the ship's sleeping quaters, down the line of cots, with a completely commandative air. He has a very loud airhorn and uses it as if he wants more people to hate him.

"GET UP, CADETS. YOU BETTER DAMN RIGHT GET UP YOU GODDAMN MAGGOTS. UP. UP. UP! BREAKFAST BE GETTING COLD, YOU SONS'A'BITCHES."
...

I throw all of the rather comfy sheets off of me, rather tired, but the whole point of sleeping once we arrived made sense; we needed to get our sleeping scheldules rather in check with the planet's time. I quickly make my bed and retrieve a dark-olive CAMS t-shirt and a pair of black trousers. I put on some socks and quickly put on some boots. After the rush, I soon notice that all of my casual clothes I brought with me and changed out of were gone; I guess we aren't allowed any attire other than what they want us to wear.

I stand at attention at the bunk of my bed, being one of the first to do so.

3611
North Korea couldn't hack themselves out of a paper bag.
But they do in fact have some money to pay some South Korean hackers.

Well, of course, you know, obviously not enough money to give their people food :cookieMonster:.

3612
Off Topic / Re: The Quick Brown Fox...
« on: December 07, 2014, 11:00:02 AM »
THKBNFJSTHLAYDG

uhm lets try again

THKBNFJPSTHLAYDG

>:(

3613
Atenisian war vessels begin to harass Marivus and South Calzone ships.

ATENISIA PUTTING THEIR BIG BOY PANTS ON, OF YES.

3614
Forum Games / Re: Foward Unto Dawn - Welcome to CAMS - Join!
« on: December 07, 2014, 09:35:39 AM »
alright, all of you are approved.

3615
Forum Games / Re: Foward Unto Dawn - Welcome to CAMS - Join!
« on: December 06, 2014, 10:31:39 PM »
alright, both of you guys need to lower the ages of your character to a more freshman-highschool-ish age.

then both are accepted and we can go ahead and recieve about 3 guys and start.

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