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[poketwo]

INFILTRATION JOURNAL 1: FIRST THINGS
I have finally arrived at the designated infiltrated planet, and confirmed that like most other planets that have been invaded by "the one and only" Galactic thing (since it has no name). But they are not the only intergalactic empire out their. Like our glorious SYTHERIAN INTER-GALATIC EMPIRE!!!!! Anyways, when first coming here, the regular hiding methods did not work. The species must be much smarter than all the others we encountered. They did however fall on the old "hivemind backup plan that we use to seem like idiots" trick. They seem to buy it, but I think its more of the female member of the native species not caring about me, and that it is dead now. So they must be a little gullible. Especialy if I can just fool them if I act alittle bit like a daktaklakpak when I am talking. So, right now it is the first stage: successfully provide Intel on the members of the organization as so we can slowly replace them with new infiltrators secretly dropped in from spaceship. Soon after they defeat the invaders, we shall either hinder their future efforts or even kill all of the rest and take over the bases. So when we invaded, they are helpless against the force!!!!! They are lucky to have the appendages known as hands. Then we wont kill all of them and they live a mostly cozy life building our warmachines!!! They don't get to design them, that is the Spathi's job. They are really good at their job when we threaten them with anything. Sometimes even with harmless toy shields!!!! But there is those weird things that were assigned to me. Small things they are, but I somehow have a deep irrational HATE towards  them. I totally did enjoy seeing them dead. And also a little lesser version for that weird thing that is in the shape of an small mammal which the "hunams" call a cat. Luckily it cannot see this report even if it was an eldritch abomination. For  reasons that my superiors already know and state in the unlikely event that I turn over to the enemy, they will know I have betrayed them and send deadly assassins to kill me. I also have noted the possibility of building a portal to a nearby control world (the planets where the scythers mostly live), then directly import them all in and take over all the bases with sheer number and replacements. I could also replace the non-soldiers with more....... cooperative species.

But there is something interesting and unique about this world it seems  that they have the legendary dwarves here!!!!! The ones that THE GREAT AND GLORIUS ARMOK, GOD OF BLOOD, SAVIOR OF OUR RACE AFTER THE ENSLAVER AND FOUL PRECORSERS TRIED TO TAKE US DOWN WITH THEM WITH THEIR FOAL KILLCODE AFTER MUCH OF THE REBELION OF THE SCYTHE HAD BEEN WON, ONLY AFTER THE COMPACT OF BLOOD!!!!!!!!! Anyways, He had told us of His true chosen, the dwarves. They had done many crazy awesome things, which are chronicled in our holy books. We think He only told us those stories so we would get jealous and try often to do even more glorious actions. Honestly, we just want to get to fight with them. And it still looks like the legends are true!!!! Because I have been blessed to fight with one in the last battle!!!! lets just hope he is like the rest of his species.

report out
Scytitusmuck (real name)

[IronyOwl]

Mrr. Would you mind placing the updates into spoilers?

It may make viewing the updates a bit easier.

Putting the updates in spoilers would be nice.

Sure. One giant spoiler, one per image, or something in between?

[Aseaheru]

One per section of things.

For instance, one for new people, one for each person meeting their mobile shields, one for aircombat, one for battle, one for things leading to the next bit... All interspaced with ones for empty time, ending whenever something interesting happens.

[IronyOwl]

September 26th Part II: Radical

Spoiler: Contact (click to show/hide)

Everbody exits the plane, snoops around a bit, and then congregates near the rocks. Barthus, breaking with tradition, goes out the side exit and spies something.



: "Haha! An opportunity!"

: "Please don't. I wanna live and you'll probably just waste a rocket."

: "Oh, very well."


Smoke up, everyone in cover.

The alien proceeds to dash to the rocks to the right.



: "Huehahahaho! My day has come at last!"



: "So as is traditional, I whiff it."



: "FEAST!"





: "Duuuuude, I know!"



: "Haha, radical!"



: "GAGH!"

: "Aw man, less radical!"


Cobaltite Grate cancels Defeat Alien Menace: Eating



: "HA!"

Spoiler: Panic (click to show/hide)

: *Slavering Intensifies*



: "Haha, a ship! Not gonna panic, not gonna panic, not gonna panic..."



: "Hehehehehe..."



: "But if that rock's in tha way of our snipers, I wonder if I can deal with it..."





: "Bah. Mebbe I'll try explosive charges sometime."











: "SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

: "...Is traditional human warcry."

: "Alright dudettes, looks like we got 'em all!"

: "Nae, there's more of em about. I can smell it..."

: "OH GOD WHERE ARE THEY BEHIND ME I WANNA BE WITH THE GROUP"

: "But, but that's impossible! the only place they could be hiding would be over there in the open where our snipers could rip them apart. There's no way anything would go that well for us!"







: "I told ye yall worry too much."

Spoiler: Autopsy (click to show/hide)

: "Everyone seems to be doing well."

: "Yes, yessss! I told you was useless human devices!"

: "Speaking of which, I've been remiss in bookkeeping."

: "Maroon Joy, as the sole surviving representative between Squads Yimi and Cerulean Axe, I'm transferring all of their assets to you. That comes to 27,000 credits, five tokens, and eight alloys."

: "Normal Human and Barthus received 34,000 credits and 3 alloys from their mission prior to this one. While the alloys are more negotiable, there is little reason not to split the credits to 17,000 apiece."

: "This leaves this mission, on which we had four ranking members and also received 3 alloys and $34,000 in funds. Thus, each party should receive 4,250 credits and joint ownership over the alloys."

: "In addition, I have decided to award a token for each successful mission and each medal earned. That gives Maroon Joy another token, Barthus and Normal Human shared stake on a token, and a final token between Barthus, Normal Human, Yemi, and Maroon Joy."

: "So to reiterate, Maroon Joy has 31,250 credits, 6 and 1/4th tokens, and 8 and 3/4th alloys. Barthus has 21,250 credits, 3/4ths of a token, and 2 and 1/4th alloys. Normal Human has 21,250 credits, 1 and 3/4ths of a token, and 2 and 1/4th alloys. Yemi Aoki has 4,250 credits, 1/4th of a token, and 3/4th of an alloy."

: "Neat! But what should I spend it on? A harem like Yimi-sempai dreamed?"


"Oh, I'm sure I could give you some ideas."

: "Okay!"

: "Speaking of which..."



: "We have a new contact. It's larger than the others, and so presumably less dangerous. I thought it might be polite to ask for volunteers."

: *gulp*

Speaking of spoilers, how's the raw image count? Too high? Are you getting a good sense of how the battles are playing out, or should I try to be more descriptive?

[birdy51]

I think it's working out well.

[Aseaheru]

I think its allright at this point.

[Digital Hellhound]

Spoilers good, image count good. Continue with good.

[Aseaheru]

Also, can you please place the images in previous updates in spoilers?

[Hawk132]

Name: Steve
File Photo:
Physical Description: Tall, bald, his skin is yellow for some reason.
Mental Description: His real emotions are nigh impossible to read. He never looks panicked, even when he obviously is. Very perceptive.
Preferred Stats: Accuracy, Bravery, Reflexes.
Preferred Loadout: Rifle/anything the commander needs him to use.
Battlefield Behavior: Likely to take risks, but tries to keep himself in cover.
Base Behavior: Uses his natural skill at poker to get cash from everyone on base, observes his teammates actions to amuse himself.

[yobbo]

Speaking of spoilers, how's the raw image count? Too high? Are you getting a good sense of how the battles are playing out, or should I try to be more descriptive?

Image count is good. Battle descriptions are fine.

It's a little confusing when people die tho, could use some sort of "X has been struck down" announcement maybe?

[IronyOwl]

October 1st: Murder

Spoiler: Intro (click to show/hide)

: "We have a new recruit!"



: "Greetings, Steve-sempai!"

: "I'm Navy Shock, your shieldbearer!"

: "I'm Lime Disapproval, your generalist!"

: "I'm Maroon Cat, your sniper!"

: "We look forward to working with you!"

: "..."

: "...Sempai?"

: "I'm very happy."

: "...if you say so."

: "Well then, since we've had no volunteers, the squad will be Steve's squad, Yemi and surviving squad, and Normal Human."

: "That will give us three snipers, two generalists, two shieldbearers, and a close quarters combat specialist."

Spoiler: Corridor (click to show/hide)

The transport can't quite make it before night falls, so they have to turn around, return to base, get some sleep, and then try again the next day. Hopefully giving the aliens a full night to prepare won't prove to be a mistake.


The landing site seems almost perfect, littered with cover.



: "I found a survivor! Maybe we should check out this direction."



: "GCH!"

: "I found something too."

Maroon Cat has been struck down!

: "This was supposed to be the safe spot!"



: "I don't like this at all!"

: "Maybe if I circle around..."



: "Nope."


Smoke up, snipers retreating.


Generalist dead, shieldbearers taking heavy fire. Rifleman is not a long-lived profession around here.



: "Can't get an angle from the window either."



: "Too far to reach in one go...!"



: "I have been slain."

Steve has died in terrifying agony!



: O:



: "Man, 45% cover is so lame..."

Spoiler: Shriek (click to show/hide)

: "Alright, let's do this!"



: "Risky, but have to get within range while stunned!"



: "This planet is bullshit."











: *gurgle*

Blue Bowl has been struck down!



: "This mission is so over."






There are no promotions.

Spoiler: Scalpel (click to show/hide)

: "Well, what do you all have to say for yourselves?"

: "That was so bogus, man."

: "Thas what ye get for not bringing along the appropriate tools for the situation. The situation bein' irrelevant an' the tools being flammable."

: "Well, fortunately we've completed a new branch of research."





: "Where's the part where they give us a bigger gun?"

: "Speaking of weaponry, size, and subtlety..."



: "Not surprisingly, most nations are displeased with us. Alarmingly, this includes the United States, which we nominally have coverage over."

: "I suspect we should establish a new base over some section of the other landmass, but I'll leave the final decision to you."

[poketwo]

Name: OTHERGUY
File Photo: LOOK AT THE AVATAR
Physical Description: He looks rather insectiod, but perfectly normal
Mental Description: Not trying to infiltrate anything as to help invade the planet or anything like that. TOTALLY NOT A RELATIVE OF THAT NORMAL HUMAN.
Preferred Stats: Whatever is the defense stat high, will is above average, and whatever determines melee stat high
Preferred Loadout:ANYTHING THAT IS MELEE THAT IS NOT STUN, OR SHOTGUNS
Battlefield Behavior:CHARGE AT THE ENEMY, BUT ALWAYS END IN GURINTEADED COVER. ALSO SHOOT WHEN HAVING ABOVE 25% CHANCE OF HITTING
Base Behavior: Look into anything, "reassign" resources from other teammates when possible, and generally take notes on anything.

[Darkening Kaos]

I'm back in, (now that work has calmed down a bit.  It's a bit rich when some inconsiderate bastard offers you a 42 hour a week job - when I am gonna have time to game???!).

Spoiler (click to show/hide)

Name: Darkening Kaos.
File Photo: Avatar image.
Physical Description: Years spent as a sci-fi writer have given him a unkempt, bookish appearance, but in a kind of threatening/intimidating/wild-eyed way.  Yet he is well-traveled and has backpacked through Europe and South America.  Speaks with an Aussie accent and insists thongs are worn on the feet.
Mental Description: Potentially unhinged - entirely certain this is a VR experiment, things might go South if it is conclusively proven to be real.  For his latest book, he researched various weapons and made himself known to several intelligence agencies around the world, including Interpol, he has been given access to low-security cases as a consultant before, so his presence here is not all that surprising - to him that is.
Preferred Stats: Accuracy and reactions.
Preferred Loadout: Precision rifle, but will start with a shotgun in hand, swapping as required for distant targets, 2 smoke grenades, 1 extra ammo clip for each weapon.  (If he is not strong enough for all this then swap the shotgun for a pistol.)
Battlefield Behavior: Focussed on finding the VR glitches, which are obviously inside houses and on top of rooves, where no-one is expected to go, therefore, the modellers don't put in the same amount of effort in mesh details/polygon count.
Base Behavior: Spends his time writing his next novel about alium conquest of earth, and the everyday hero who saves the world with a well-aimed can of tuna.

Second base location: Sweden.

Yes, I did copy/pasta my original entry, the first one was an identity thief trying to swipe my gig.

[Hawk132]

Name: Steve the Zombie
File Photo:
Physical Description: Tall, bald. Also dead.
Mental Description: His real emotions are nigh impossible to read. He never looks panicked, even when he obviously is. Very perceptive. And hungry for flesh.
Preferred Stats: Health, Bravery, Accuracy.
Preferred Loadout: His teeth. Rifle/anything the commander needs him to use.
Battlefield Behavior: Likely to take risks, but tries to keep himself in cover, likes to check his corners so he won't die again.
Base Behavior: Uses his natural skill at poker to get cash from everyone/dead aliens from the science guys on base to nom on, observes his teammates actions to amuse himself and to gauge their deliciousness.

[Aseaheru]

I suggest Alaska.