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[alamoes]

Okay that is it. I am leaving and getting something to do or read.  I need to do something, the excitement is killing me.  I expected there to be no map, as that would be a weakness.  The enemy would be allowed vital information that way.  I go down to the cafeteria, I'm hungry.  May, how do you get to the cafeteria?

[Parsely]

"I see."

Will walks away from the group and in front of the woman.

"So how did you manage to get roped into this?"

She sniffles and looks up, her glasses are skewed and tears are still streaming down her face. They just kicked down the door and dragged me on out! I'm just a damn sonar tech.. Why would they want me?! She starts sobbing again.

By the way, please use a different color scheme for her.

There aren't very many colors left. ._.

EDIT: Now she's violet, that should be much better. Cyan was burning my eyeballs.

[Parsely]

Okay that is it. I am leaving and getting something to do or read.  I need to do something, the excitement is killing me.  I expected there to be no map, as that would be a weakness.  The enemy would be allowed vital information that way.  I go down to the cafeteria, I'm hungry.  May, how do you get to the cafeteria?

As I said Commander, there is no cafeteria, and besides, you just ate. Are you feeling alright sir?

[Parsely]

Will's face turns to one of sympathy.

"Where were stationed, Sailor?"

She sniffs again, wiping her eyes and removing her glasses. The USS Downey. It was a destroyer. I served for less than a year until they sent me home quite suddenly. I only stayed for a day or two before they took me. She stands up and looks at you, offering a hand to shake. She's quite short, and more than a bit pretty. I'm Vivienne, but you can just call me Vee. You take her hand, introducing yourself, and her paled skin starts to regain some of its colour. She replaces her glasses and glances at the footlockers worriedly. Why do you think they gave us guns?

[IamanElfCollaborator]

((I'll submit my sheet when I can actually use my main computer, doing this off a tablet.))

[Parsely]

((I'll submit my sheet when I can actually use my main computer, doing this off a tablet.))

That's fine old sport. We've got a turn or two until we actually send you on a mission.

Say "Commander", are you trying to be funny or are you actually nuts? I'm starting to get a bit worried.

[Gotdamnmiracle]

"Nice to meet you. My name is Will. You'll probably hear me referred to as O'bryan a lot though. I couldn't tell you. I think it may have something to do with our pasts, y'know the dealings with exotics. That and the fact that we all have some sort of government training. Well it's nice to meet you Vivienne. And I wouldn't stress it, I mean it's not like you weren't away from the normal life before, right? I mean ship life is a hell all of it's own. I should know, I was an MA before I joined the CIA. Served for six. Please don't refer to me as MA2 though. Always hated the rating system."

[Parsely]

Turn_7: FIRST MISSION.

alamoes
You're about to bother May some more when an alarm sounds, startling you handily. The orderly from before steps inside without knocking, and this time he's wearing combat armour. You try to protest but he's too busy pulling you along and shouting orders into the radio at his back. Another man meets the two of you in the hangar, and shoves a pistol and a black jumpsuit into your arms before saluting you and dragging you to a helicopter and tossing you inside along with seven others dressed in white suits. You turn around to go out when the woman at the door tosses you a gold coloured armband and points at her upper right arm, slamming the hatch behind her. You slip on the jumpsuit and pull the band over your right arm, placing the pistol into the built-in holster at your hip. You look at the others and they look back, seeming just as confused as you are, and curious about your differently coloured outfit. One of them steps forward, apparently assuming that you know what is going on, when the helicopter lurches, cutting him off. You take a seat and strap in.

IamanElfCollaborator
Lance leads you down to the hangar. He shows you two different aircraft and one ground vehicle.

So you've got the standard jet and heli configurations here, as well as one of our specialised armoured tanks over the-

The hangar turns red, alarms blare, and the people around you spring into action. Lance grimaces and grabs an orange jumpsuit from a nearby rack.

Put this on, quickly. And take my helmet. Grab whichever vehicle you're already suited to. The others will take whatever is left over. Quickly now! We haven't much time!

You see a squad of heavily armed troopers rushing into the transport, a triple-blade helicopter with chainguns and covered in what looks to be sensor equipment, and a gaggle of battle armoured crewmen scrambling into compartments on either side of the treaded ground vehicle, which seems to be a Main Battle Tank with some sort of passenger compartment inside of it. A pilot pulls himself up and into the rear seat of the jet fighter and begins performing system checks.

Remaining Players
A klaxon sounds and the flourescent lights above you change colour, painting the room a deep red hue. Lieutenant Wesley bursts into the room, quite a bit more stern than you remember her being. We've got trouble! Move it! What the fuck is this? Why aren't you morons in uniform yet? Get your suits on and grab your weapons, we're on the move!

She waits just long enough for all of you to pull the white jumpsuits over your clothing and grab the sidearms before leading you in a dead run down to the armoury. Personnel sprint past, rushing to their tasks. She leads you inside and pulls open a shutter, revealing a wide array of weaponry. She hands each of you a harness that you immediately clip on before throwing you each your gear:

O'Bryan gets: a submachine gun, and a bandolier with a dozen frag grenades

Fred gets: a rifle, and a backpack filled with ammo

John gets: a backpack radio, a carbine, a purple smoke grenade "For CAS. Use it and get out quick. Only for emergencies.", and two standard smoke grenades

Andy gets: an assault rifle, and a high-explosive satchel along with a detonator

George gets: a medium machine gun, one belt of mmg ammo, a medikit, and a shotgun

Kyle gets: a shotgun, two belts of mmg ammo, a tripod, and a "knife" hung from a special belt More like a short sword..

Vivienne gets: a ground radar device (a deployable dish, a viewing screen, and a battery all told, contained within a backpack. the viewing screen is visible on the outside of the pack and can be turned on and off)

She checks to see you're all sorted out before leading the way to a large hangar and onto a triple blade helicopter transport.  "Good luck." she says, before shoving in an eighth man and shutting the door behind you. The interior is long and cavernous with plenty of room to move around, and has exactly 12 seats, six on either side, near the entrance to the cockpit. There's plenty of space between the motorised ramp that is the rear of the vehicle and the door leading to the pilot's compartment, and the walls and floor are littered with clips and loops for strapping down cargo. You wager you could fit a large car and one smaller one in here and still have enough room to run a footrace. The ground shakes as the chopper is moved into place, and you all move to find a seat.

Andy Smith - (Xantolos) - CIA.ex - Investigator (Detective [+1 PER]).ex
Equipment: Assault Rifle, HE Pack

Spoiler: Stats (click to show/hide)

STR - 0 [-1]
DEX - 3 [+1]
CON - 0 [-1]
INT - 0 [-1]
PER - 3 [+1]
CHA - 3 [+1]

John Starboard - (scapheap) - FBI.ex - Support Tech (Director [+1 CHA]).ex
Equipment: Radio, Semi-Auto Carbine, Airstrike Smoke, Standard Smoke (2)

Spoiler: Stats (click to show/hide)

STR - 2 [+1]
DEX - 1 [+0]
CON - 3 [+1]
INT - 0 [-1]
PER - 0 [-1]
CHA - 3 [+1]

Fred Karl Underhill - (GreatWyrmGold) - NSA.ex - Support Tech (Forensic [+1 INT]).ex
Equipment: Rifle, Ammo Pack

Spoiler: Stats (click to show/hide)

STR -
DEX -
CON -
INT - 1
PER -
CHA -

Alexander Gunnar - (IamanElfCollaborator) - NSA.ex - Pilot (Field Agent [+1 DEX]).ex
Equipment: N/A

Spoiler: Stats (click to show/hide)

STR -
DEX - 1
CON -
INT -
PER -
CHA -

William O'Bryan - (Gotdamnmiracle) - CIA.ex - Investigator (Field Agent [+1 DEX]).ex
Equipment: SMG, 12 Frags

Spoiler: Stats (click to show/hide)

STR - 0 [-1]
DEX - 4 [+2]
CON - 1 [+0]
INT - 0 [-1]
PER - 2 [+1]
CHA - 2 [+1]

Brandon T. Joice - (alamoes) - DHS.ex - Commander (Supplementary Officer Training [+1 ALL])
Equipment: N/A

Spoiler: Stats (click to show/hide)

STR - 2 [+1]
DEX - 2 [+1]
CON - 2 [+1]
INT - 2 [+1]
PER - 3 [+1]
CHA - 3 [+1]

[Parsely]

DAMN YOU SESSION TIME OUT. DAMN YOU TO HELL.
I like to keep the Post Reply in a tab and just do other stuff, coming back every once in a while to work on it.

[GreatWyrmGold]

Get a seat, I guess.

"...So, any idea where we're going?" he asks to no one in particular.

[alamoes]

So, we are going into combat.  God, I'm too old for this stuff.  So, I'm Brandon T. Joice, and I'm your commander.  I'd like a role call please, I'd at least like to know you guys before we hit the ground.  I assume they might give us a briefing as to what we are doing here?

[GreatWyrmGold]

"I'm Fred. I used to work at the NSA. I'm a bit nervous and the pilot seems to be accelerating a bit swiftly for my tastes, so forgive me for being brief."

[Parsely]

Crew Chief Raulins
A man in a white jumpsuit and wearing a flight helmet slides open the door leading to the cockpit, where the co-pilot is warming up the engines and checking displays. He salutes the man in black.

Commander. I'm Chief Raulins, pleased to have you on board. We're taxiing presently, and we'll be ready for take off soon. We're heading into a rural zone where we've recieved a report of an Exotic craft sighting. We have reason to believe that the residents in the area are being harassed and possibly abducted. Intelligence indicates that there are approximately twenty lifeforms on site, and that they are all armed. Your mission is to suppress any Exotic activity in the area and apprehend all human residents, of which there are exactly five individuals. Secondary to the mission is to capture Exotic personnel and technology and secure their craft. Remember, your only objective is to subdue the civilians and surpress any activity. Whether the civilians are killed or the Exotics escape is of no consequence. If a civilian or Exotic leaves the AO, there will be severe consequences. You must not let anyone escape alive. Don't worry about leaving any evidence of your presence, we have other teams taking care of that, and we of course have the full 'cooperation' of local authorities. You'll have a ground vehicle on standby for extra support if necessary and aircraft will be in the area to provide support. Any questions?

[GreatWyrmGold]

Wait, we didn't take off yet?

[Parsely]

Wait, we didn't take off yet?

No. The hangar is underground so they have a lift leading to the surface for the vehicles. You're being towed right now. After all, the pilot hasn't even decided which vehicle he wants yet.

I liked that word Exotic so much that I've decided its now the common nomenclature used at BENOC. I'll just pretend whoever used it first never said it. Now its okay for any of you guys to refer to stuff as Exotics though since Raulins mentioned it.