Author Topic: Reds at the border - ANOTHER text roleplay by Jorici  (Read 24016 times)

-Shin Festir
-Burning Sunshine

The Battle Pod instantly went to work on the rebel faction. The two arms ended in laser repeaters, and the glaring red eye fired a concentrated laser with an impact radius that could burn through five inches of solid steel. The beast of a machine tore holes through anything that wasn't tagged as 'friendly.' Eventually, the screams died out, and the battle pod returned to its idle state. Noland, captain of the Burning Sunshine, patted Shin on the back.
"You've created a bloody monster."
"That, I have."

Name: Vandyke Reinholdt
Faction: Soviet
Job: Captured German: Footsoldier
Location: Unknown, Italy
Equipment: Nuclear Powered laser Pistol, German to Italian handbook, German to French handbook, German to Russian handbook, German to English handbook

Somewhat ironic. Being issued a Russian gun that is distinctly German in design. Of course, not that it mattered. That's what the damn Russkies do. Take something that's not theirs. stuff on it. Then spit it out. It's the way they work. They did it with Germany, they did it to our guns. The only thing coming next, is that they do it to the Americans.

I am Vandyke Reinholt. The only thing separating me from my father, a nuclear scientist, is the name. Funny story, actually. After the start of the war, I was left with Aunt. She took care of me. When the Russkies came, they were taking census. I knew that, if I had the same name as my fathers, when they found him and killed him, I would be next. So, I had to change. But I couldn't part with the Reinholt name, been around too long. Since Prussia. I had just one choice. Spell it the Austrian way. Add a 'd'. Then, when doing a scan, the Soviets won't find my name. Therefore, I became Vandyke Reinholdt, Van for short. And I've been dispatched to rid Italy of the Italians. As my father would always say, by doing anything like this, I am going against the horrors of the two-hundred. Which is good. My only reason for doing something like this.

Also:
Question: Who is leader of the Soviets, what is their title (king, czar, all powerful leader, etc), and where do they work (similar to the American White house, where would be the 'state' building so to speak)



Stop it with all those pointless RP topics. You've created too many now.


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« Last Edit: March 12, 2011, 12:48:52 PM by Badspot »



What?
What does e-peen have to do with any of this?


And you're someone who can talk about maturity?


Cybertails, mind not trying to troll this topic?


Even so, your posts are annoying. Now shoo.

"stuff.. so it looks like I'm never getting evac.." He coughed, picking up his makarov, and checking his munitions belt to see if he had a few more clips left. Three. "Damnit.." He coughed. He wondered. He set out a quick yell, "Ах, дерьмо! Я нуждаются в помощи, если кто-то может быть из!". Hopefully someone would be able to give him a bit of help. The call was mostly answered by the I.R. He capped them all down, absorbing one or two more shots. He neared the darker ends.

Name: Shin Festir
Location: Dai-Gunden, Airship.

It took forever to get the clearance to launch the Dai-Gunden. The higher ups were weary of the possibility of capture. Shin explained that the Dai-Gunden could be destroyed with a simple flick of a switch if needed. The huge blimp was now on a course for Cuba, where an insurgent base had been erected.
Shin sat down in his quarters, looking over constant data feeds that scrolled across his laptop's screen. This was the Dai-Gunden's first flight; nothing could go wrong.
"Mr. Festir, the Captain wishes to speak with you." Talia, Shin's assistant, said. He nodded, shut down his laptop and left his room. The blimp contained three decks. A Flight Deck, a Living Deck, and a Battle Deck. Shin's office was, oddly, located on the Battle Deck. He walked past the Gunnery Station, the Weapons Systems, and the Pod Launch Bay. Dai-Gunden was the first ship to be fitted to launch Shin's Battle Pods. Excellent. He took the stairs up to the Flight Deck, passing a few members of the crew. The greeted him scornfully. Just because he was smart didn't mean he was welcome aboard the airship.

"Captain Hikowa?" He said as he stepped into the bridge. There was a 180 degree view of the clear sky in front of them. Captain Hikowa sat in his chair, lighting a cigarette.
"I just wanted to make some things clear." Shin remained silent as the captain turned away from him. "First off, we aren't Japanese while we're on this ship. We're Russian. No talk of the homeland here. Second, you may have created this ship, but I'm in charge. What I say goes. And lastly,"
Hikowa tossed him a booklet. A flight manual. Shin's color drained from his face. "You're going to pilot the Gunden Ace."

He called out for assistance once more, hoping the transmission would reach someone. He leaned up to the wall, and lit a cigarrette. Looks like he'd have some time to stop and stay for a while, till anyone finds the transmission, or him dead.

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All hail badspot.
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