Author Topic: Blockland Aces: Fires Of Liberation - Mission 3: Sipli Field  (Read 31903 times)

* Gojira smacks
No
Bad Mikoyan
Make planes
Not slang
Javoc

How you doing man!?

Javoc

How you doing man!?
whatever lol

I gots to do this thing that he asked me to do

Forumer Name: Decepticon
Character Name: Alexei Kestav
Character Age (18-50): 25
Piloting Style (Air-to-Air, Air-to-Ground, or Multirole): Multirole, which i'm guessing is air-to-air and air-to-ground
Personality: Between serious and not-serious, jokes rarely, if in a fight is determined to win, and is power-hungry, as well as feeling like ordering around people.
Callsign: Red Wing
Starting plane: Sukhoi Su-30MKI (If not, then a Sukhoi PAK FA or whatever the hell)
Backstory*: As a kid, Alexei lived with his mother while his father was out fighting in a war, his mother believed strongly that they would win the war, as well as having Alexei believe too, when he was a teenager and graduated with a good education, he went to college, and went for a academy after he finished college, he went to a military and flight academy, later on finishing it and at age 23 enrolling into the Estovakia Air Force.
Picture*:
It's been a long, long time since i've joined in on a community project.
oh and also the only ace combat i've played is Belkan War or something like that.
I now want to go and replay it. Am I talking to myself? Of course I am.

Decepticon as
Alexei Kestav, Red Wing
Second Lieutenant | Sukhoi Su-30MKI

One down

Forumer Name: Hotspot (25231)
Character Name: Zuki Fotizuke
Character Age (18-50): 38
Piloting Style (Air-to-Air, Air-to-Ground, or Multirole): Multirole
Personality: Fire at will, Failure is not an option, serious, but jokes lots of times.
Callsign: Intruder
Backstory*: Was a mercenary, doing dirty jobs on U.S.A., He decided to join the Estovakia Air force by a contract, and he's now satisfacted with the Mercenary life.
Picture*: _Soon_
Starting plane:  Su-37 Super Flanker (Japanese Paintjob)


OFFT: modified major part of the app.

Hotspot as
Zuki Fotizuke, Intruder
Second Lieutenant | Sukhoi Su-37 Super Flanker

triple post
done

« Last Edit: February 19, 2013, 11:31:51 AM by Gojira »

Figuring I should let Jacov get some rest, I follow suit and leave in the same direction as Nathan, towards the mess hall. Unfortunately, I wasn't able to beat the rush and instead of getting the corn and steak special, I was served a bowl of the REAF's signature gruel, which always seems to be in ample supply.

Normally I'm able to pipe this stuff down without too much trouble, but today it seems to be especially repulsive. I began playing with the pudgy mixture when a rather mischievous idea formed in my mind as I was watching Nathan eat his meal about a table away.

I scooped up some of the gruel with my plastic spork and bent it back, taking careful aim at his plate. Right as I was about to fling it, an officer behind me tapped my shoulder. I jumped at the sensation, and my concentration was broken as I released the tension on the spork. The projectile was thrown off-course ...

... and is flying straight towards his head.
« Last Edit: February 19, 2013, 06:28:38 AM by NoZoner »

With steak stuck in my mouth, I smirk that Loharde had to get the gruel. I see him pick at it and then he attempts to flick it at me. I, on the other hand, load my fork with the corn, but then an officer scares him, and the gruel goes into my face. "What the hell Loharde?" I say, angry, but then I lose my tension and the corn flies into his face.

inb4foodfight
« Last Edit: February 19, 2013, 08:14:42 AM by Swat 3 »

nathan ur fuqd

I see the foodfight.
No, wait, I don't.
I'm not eating.
I'M AT THE GYM, MOTHERforgetERS.

and everyone involved in the food fight gets deranked while I become president because of my lovey muscles
bitches

heh
no

The doctor tells me to count backwards from ten. I don't even get to eight before I'm out.

Loharde

psst, wrong guy


stuff.

I was about to get up and say I was sorry but before I could open my mouth, a bunch of corn seeds pelted my face. I still wanted to apologize, but at that moment someone in the corner of the mess hall shouted something I really didn't want to hear.

"FOOOOOD FIIIIGGHHTTT!"

Double stuff.

A storm of food erupts in the mess hall, and following my instincts I crouch down low and try to dart out of the scene. Thankfully, I managed to get outside, though not unscathed. Someone apparently thought it would be funny to toss a bowl of gruel down my back. I wasn't laughing.

I get down and then sneak out of the mess hall with steak and corn all over my body.

"stuff. We need to run and get changed."

I feel lonely. There's nobody to talk to on-base and i can't raid the base until the next mission. :c

I feel lonely. There's nobody to talk to on-base and i can't raid the base until the next mission. :c
SHOULD HAVE JOINED THE LIGHTSIDE

SHOULD HAVE JOINED THE LIGHTSIDE
estovakia will bomb the hell out of your industrial next time we come back.

dude estovakia p much took over emmeria