The Unknown- Changed direction from The Last Straw.

[mlockha]

July 13, 2020

I'll label the dates sweetie, for if these letters get to you, I want you to know when it happened. We got the first message in July. On the 13th. It sounded like a weird guttural mixture of a bunch of different languages. We can play it back now, "Xin, je personne atje?". That was the sound that started this madness. I regret even responding to it.

July 25, 2020

Oh what a fool I was. I responded to some language not even known on this planet, IT DIDN'T EVEN ORIGINATE FROM HERE. But my CO ordered me to respond. God, that's how this all started. Once they picked up another transmission, I can only imagine them rushing to go get us.

August 7, 2020

This is when we first sighted them. Some tribe in Africa reported it to some Peace Corps idiot, or something. He didn't know what it was, and somehow, it ended up at the front desk of the President. He tried sending a transmission to the Aliens, but before they even responded back to us, most of the Developed world was hit. We thought that was a entire war. Most electricity, everything is knocked out. But before we knew it, Aliens were on our front door.

September 21, 2020

This is when the full occupation began. This time it wasn't just a bunch of ships shooting from the sky, no it was their full military force. Excuse my language, but they had a forgetTON of them. They occupied the world. God, there was no safe haven. Anywhere you turned, ALIENS! I imagine it's worse now, with the aliens occupying us longterm. So, farewell my sweet, this is the last of my letters. Tomorrow they take me from this cold cold cell, to the executioner, for wanting to free us. Goodbye, my sweet, I hope to see you in another life.

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Civillan or Anti-Alien Task Force:

[Ad Bot]

[Mikoyan]

This is all taking place in Oklahoma City, Oklahoma.

w-.. what?

[mlockha]

w-.. what?

Me and Gojira were trying to find a good mid-population city and i just went on wikipedia and said OK City, and he went okay. If you could find me another good one, I would replace it.

[Mr. Jelly]

OK City's an ok city if you ask me

[Mikoyan]

OK City's an ok city if you ask me

yay :)

[blazerblock2]

OK City's an ok city if you ask me

oh stuff lol

[mlockha]

changed thread

[Jokey365]

Name: Maxwell Nappy
Age: 19
Clothes: Black suit jacket, white undershirt, black tie, black suit pants, black shoes, winter goggles, black cap.
Inventory: Axe, jar of olives, bottle of water, binoculars.
Civilian or Anti-Alien Task Force: Civilian.

[mlockha]

Name: Johnathan Hargrove
Age: 34
Clothes: Olive Beret, with a Olive jacket, grey pants, and an green scarf.
Inventory: http://i.imgur.com/iO6oclf.jpg
Civillan or Anti-Alien Task Force: Anti-Alien Task Force
Misc: Leader of all rebels in forest area (About 20-40).
"Okay! Up and at them folks! We are busy today! First off, we're building a trench near the forest's entrance, then we're going to wait for any aliens. Sound good?" The grunts nod. "Then get going!" I scream back at them. People say my job isn't hard, but it is pretty hard. I have to make sure 40 grunts don't get themselves killed everyday. And if more people came, I'm not sure I could handle it. And I have to make sure grunts have every object for the job. Sometimes, I wonder what would happen if I had surrendered to the aliens and became a civillan. But then my mind snaps back into place and I go to command the grunts another day. I'm also responsible for making sure our camp stays invisible from the aliens, or atleast looks like a hobo tent city. As I'm hopping into the trench, I take out my entrenching tool, and unsheath it. I start to dig a trench with it.

[Muslim]

Name: Rakesh Al-Jari
Age: 27
Clothes: http://i.imgur.com/sdFDADR.jpg
Inventory: http://i.imgur.com/sdFDADR.jpg
Civillan or Anti-Alien Task Force: Anti-Alien Task Force
Misc: pretty normal.

credit to mlockha for the http://i.imgur.com/sdFDADR.jpg

[Jokey365]

"I know you suckers are out there..." I mutter, looking off into the distance. I was held up in my partially buried bunker cabin in the middle of nowhere. Why? My town was already attacked and probably taken over. Everyone I knew was either dead or some combination of a slave and/or being tortured. Thinking about it too much probably wasn't good for my already unstable mind, but when aliens invade, you have to have your psychopaths. Now that I'm thinking about it, I'm not completely a psychopath. My view on the world, trust in others, and communication skills have all rotted, but deep within I'm still able to produce these complex thoughts and views on myself and the world, almost like I'm trapped inside the body of another. Actually, yeah, I'm probably just crazy. "COME ON OUT, YOU CHICKENS!"

[mlockha]

"I know you suckers are out there..." I mutter, looking off into the distance. I was held up in my partially buried bunker cabin in the middle of nowhere. Why? My town was already attacked and probably taken over. Everyone I knew was either dead or some combination of a slave and/or being tortured. Thinking about it too much probably wasn't good for my already unstable mind, but when aliens invade, you have to have your psychopaths. Now that I'm thinking about it, I'm not completely a psychopath. My view on the world, trust in others, and communication skills have all rotted, but deep within I'm still able to produce these complex thoughts and views on myself and the world, almost like I'm trapped inside the body of another. Actually, yeah, I'm probably just crazy. "COME ON OUT, YOU CHICKENS!"

A Alien Convoy happens to travel nearby. Some Aliens begin conversating. "Kas vi éisteacht dit?"a "Horen zer?" "Neniam ağla..."

[Jokey365]

Well, they actually showed up. With a vehicle. Armed forces too. Damn. Well that puts a giant dent in my plan. I quickly pull down all the blinds on the windows and scramble about to make sure no light is leaking outside.