Author Topic: To Terraform A Planet - The Invasion Begins - Possible positions opening  (Read 9222 times)

Several million pods breach the clouds of the sky, pounding against the hard earth.  The walls of said pods pop off, flying upward and falling quickly.  Hundreds of bipedal creatures step out of the pods, their sleek black suits making them appear as silhouettes.  Each of them carries a rifle looking object.  Anyone approaching the pods is immediately destroyed by the large forces.  Power surges occur all over the world.  Radios are overwhelmed with white noise, the same with televisions.  Once the power surges cease, so does the static.  The sound of some sort of communication can be heard.  Soon, a clear, deep ominous voice speaks, "Creatures of Earth," he pauses, his voice echoing from PA systems, televisions, radios, and the like, "Your continued resistance is futile.  Your resilience, however, has shown to us that you are not as weak as we originally had thought.  It is for this reason that we will give you this chance to surrender yourselves.  We will destroy these parasites that we have rained upon your planet, and you will serve as slaves to our race, allowing the human legacy to live on.  You have seventy-two earth hours to surrender."  With that, the emergency broadcasts return, although remain completely silent.  The news anchors broadcasting the emergency are stunned with what can only be fear.
« Last Edit: August 27, 2013, 09:57:09 PM by blazerblock2 »

Martin pulls his rifle off its strap and holds it at his side. "Well, what now?" He looks back at the group, tea still running down his pant leg.

Arthur hands Martin a handkerchief; he remains unable to bring himself to say anything.

Alfonzo grabs his rifle. "I hope we didn't come all the way up here just to surrender"

"I do.  I mean, if we fight and fail, we die.  If we just don't surrender, we die.  At least as slaves my family will live on.  That said, if the army says to fight, you can be sure as hell I'll fight to the last."

Muarry picks up his radio from the ground.  "Seventeenth squad, report to the barracks immediately." He says, walking back inside.

"I'm already here, sir." 

"Then it doesn't apply to you.  Some of us are not currently here."

"Well good for me," mutters Buchanan as he for the fourth time begins cleaning his gun and takes a sip of his alcoholic coffee.  



BL finally got the greenlight guys.  It's gonna be a wild ride!
« Last Edit: August 28, 2013, 11:10:25 PM by morningstar »

Hopefully we get more srs RPers.

bump

let's get goin here people

Martin takes the handkerchief from Arthur and wipes the tea off his leg. "Merci."

Name: Jacov Steele
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Rank: idk just put me down as whatever
staff sergeant maybe??
Physical Appearance: 5'9", brownish-red hair, grey-blue eyes, tanned skin.
Original SpecFor Division: Delta Force (not very creative, sorry.)
Previous RPs: many
Other*: Decent strength, has slight difficulty working in a team. Sharpshooter.

Name: Jacov Steele
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Rank: idk just put me down as whatever
staff sergeant maybe??
Physical Appearance: 5'9", brownish-red hair, grey-blue eyes, tanned skin.
Original SpecFor Division: Delta Force (not very creative, sorry.)
Previous RPs: many
Other*: Decent strength, has slight difficulty working in a team. Sharpshooter.
Pick a Belgian/French name and remove original specfor pls
all the 17th squad positions are taken.

Name: Thomas Maes
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Physical Appearance: 5'9", brownish-red hair, grey-blue eyes, tanned skin.
Previous RPs: many
Other: Decent strength, gets angry quickly.