Reds at the border - ANOTHER text roleplay by Jorici

[Shadowed999]

I arive at a basebut something isnt right.Are those fireworks?"Clearly...i wonder."I walk towards the bonfires and I see people dancing.I then see a group of people around a a man shouting "Xavier,Xavier!" "What going on?" I ask one them.He looks at me crazy and goes back to cheering.I force myslef through the crowd and see the man grinning like he did something.Not thinking twice I bark "Congrats."."Thank you."he said with an even bigger grin.

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[Anti-Block]

Name:Marcello Venditti
Faction:Italian Resistance
Job:Engineer
Location:Hangar Bay 8: Venice, Italy
Equipment: Toolbox, Communicator, Tactical Knife(for emergencies), assorted Engineer goodies, Notebook.
Marcello's palms and fingertips were black, covered in soot and oil grease.  After the battle of Trieste, the Resistance had been ordering airships, cruisers, and fighters rapidly. It was tough work; twelve hours a day, 6 days a week. The only time he rested was on his half an hour break and when he went to sleep, usually on a makeshift cot under his workbench.
     And yet, Marcello's current project was different. A classic stingray airship, model 13, yet with mounted HE Vulcan MK23 Miniguns and GC19 anti-aircraft missles. Marcello was confused at how overkill this machine was- were the Resistance really this desperate? Marcello wiped sweat off his forehead and surveyed his work. Inigo was still on his break, so he was working it alone. He decided that Inigo could finish off the remaining technical difficulties, put on his overcoat, and walked outside to take a stroll in the night.
    The air smelled of smoke and dust, and the common "ZZZZ"of a heated plasma diffuser could be heard. Marcello took out a smoke from his pocket and lit it, staring at the crescent moon upon a cloudless sky.

[Watcher In The Myst]

Another wave of fireworks suddenly erupted throughout the sky. But three black shapes passed over them. An alarm sounded. Drunk soldiers simply stumbled around. Spotlights aimed at the skies while AA cannons fired at spots in the sky.

[Shadowed999]

"Soviets!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.I quickly arm myself but a nearby explosion blows me away.My body is tossed like a ragdoll into a nearby troop carrier. *blackout*

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Another wave of fireworks suddenly erupted throughout the sky. But three black shapes passed over them. An alarm sounded. Drunk soldiers simply stumbled around. Spotlights aimed at the skies while AA cannons fired at spots in the sky.

Marcello,standing outside the Hangar bay, was startled by the fireworks. After the realization the Soviets weren't bombing venice,Marcello grinned and took out another smoke. Before he could put it to his mouth, an explosion eminated from behind him, knocking him off his feet and landing him 3 meters away. His head throbbed and seared in pain, his ears rang like crazy, his eyesight was blurry. He managed to roll over to see Hangar bay 6, perpendicular to 8, engulfed in flames. Wreckage and shrapnel were strewn about as if someone had smashed a porcelain vase on the ground. Marcello blacked out.

[Shadowed999]

Mario MartelliA symphony of explosions erupt around Mario.He uses all of his might to press the panic button on his MUG.One by one soviet troops leave a dropship 1 click away.

[Watcher In The Myst]

i control IR so i control what happens to the base

The three bombers are shot down - repairs are quickly finished, and the partying begins again.

[Shadowed999]

What about my mangled body?

[Watcher In The Myst]

Mario is rolled off to the medbay on a stretcher.

[Shadowed999]

*Super mario death song*

[Kilser]

Name: Slechin Vongurb
Faction: Soviets
Job: L-39 Albatros, Aero Pilot
Location: Shot down somewhere in enemy territory
Equipment (3/6 Items): 1 9mm pistol (150 rounds), 1 parachute (riped) 1 flight suit
I have been told by the general to go deeper into further lines.
There, they have bases set up for the secret attacks. From that point I will be able to continue on and once again, fly.

[Jorici]

The Soviets will not give up Italy that quickly. Just 6 days after the battle of Trieste, they start their campaign on Switzerland. 20 planefulls of soviets drop down onto Swiss soil, just after Switzerland gets bombed profusely.

[Feep]

Name: Darin Roberts
Faction: Norweigan escapee (british)
Job: Miner
Location: Mine complex under italy
Equipment (5/6 Items): ASP Mining exosuit, flares & flaregun, lunchbox, mining gear
As Darin continued to use his exosuit(basically a mech) to mine the hard rocks in the large cavernous mines under italy, his sensors started to pick up tremours, not big enough to make the mines crumble, but small enough tremours to be some sort of parade above ground, but he just shrugs it off, and continues filling up oil canisters from the oil pump he had just cleaned all the rock debris off.

He casually moved his arms around the joysticks moving the exosuit's arms to fill up oil canisters, when a fellow miner ran through the mines yelling, THE SOVIETS ARE COMMING!

(Anyone want to be a miner bro with me?)

[lordfeline]

Name: Roger MacTavish
Faction: Allies
Job: Miner
Equipment: Exosuit, 200€ in cash, Raidio, Spare fuel canister
Location: Mines under Italy

"SOVIEtS ARE COMING!"

Roger turns around to acknowledge the miner behind him.
"Soviets, eh? I knew this would happen eventually."
He turns to face Darin.
"Come on, we arnt equiped to fight. we`d best make like cats and get the forget out!"
Roger begins running down a mineshaft with surface acess.

I am your miner bro, Feep.

[Watcher In The Myst]

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