[RPG]War of the Worlds

[Ronevick]

We thought they would come in peace...we were wrong...



It was September 11, 2012, and no one would have believed that that while amidst their remembrance of the terrorist attacks on 9/11/01, we would make our first contact with alien life at the secret government facility, Area 51. It is believed that alien life detected the presence of their technology within Area 51: the technology recovered at the Roswell crash in the late 1940s. The government tried to cover it up, pretend that it didn't exist, but they knew it was coming. After several years of tinkering with the alien technology, the government discovered that there were plans for a massive attack in the computer banks of the alien craft that crashed at Roswell, but they did nothing about it. They thought that no power could withstand Human technology, and over the next half a decade or so, when no attack came, the government finally shrugged off the threat of an invasion with a sigh of relief. In any case, after the aliens detected the presence of their technology at Area 51, they started their assault there. A small one-manned alien fighter craft was sent down to Area 51 and was allowed to be captured. The alien pilot, however, was carrying a highly contagious virus that had been implanted into him, and within hours the entire lower sections of Area 51 had been infected. Every Human down there began mutating into violent creatures and started turning on anyone who hadn�t been infected. Some of the creatures still somewhat resembled Humans�but others�others transformed into huge�terrible monsters. The military responded quickly, and tried to cover it up, sending in highly trained assault teams to deal with the mutants. At the time, they thought it was just a side-effect of one of their scientist�s experiments, and they had no idea that it was the first stage of an alien invasion onto our soil; an invasion they had been planning since the late 1800s.




At first the assault teams had large success against the mutant Humans, but as the enemy force grew even larger and more people began to mutate the military forces became overwhelmed and were ordered to retreat. Unfortunately, the order came too late, and there were only a handful of survivors. The US government placed the entire area under quarantine and again tried to kill anyone who was infected. This only served to hurt them, however, as the mutants were now easily overrunning US military troops and transmitting the virus on to them. The president finally gave the order to inform the US public, and the rest of the world of what was happening only a few days after the alien pilot had begun transmitting the virus. However, large numbers of the mutants that had easily passed by the military quarantine were now entering large cities on the west coast and were infected the masses. In a matter of days they had infected most of the United States west coast, and the US military was ordered to pull back to defend the Midwest and eastern states. British military troops also came to the aid of America in an effort to hold a line that stretched across the entire width of the US at the eastern most border of Colorado. The plan was to simply let the mutants come at the heavily fortified military positions and pick them off one by one. For a few weeks it worked, and the number of mutants that remained was starting to lessen, but the US and British militaries were now greatly weakened in manpower and were also running low on resources. The alien invaders had not yet even set foot on our soil, and yet they had already managed to cripple the greatest military power in the world.



Shortly after, the alien invaders, who would come to be known as the Grays, finally gave us our first real glimpse at them. Just as the cleanup at Area 51 was going on, they landed an assault force in the western United States, and took over within only a few days, including the heavily fortified Area 51. There are two kinds of Grays. We have even come to believe that there are even two different races that make them up. The group we�ve seen the most of in the assault, are more similar to Humans, and have come to be known as the Nordics. They�re about 6 feet tall, very strong, and seem to be more like slaves to the type of Grays that we�ve been theorizing about since Roswell: the small, gray aliens with large heads and skinny bodies.




For many years, the armies of the world tried to the alien invaders, but their technology was far too advanced to be dealt with effectively. For every alien ship brought down, it costs thousands and thousands of lives. They were firing particle weapons, we were firing bullets. They had energy shields, we had bullet-proof vests. They had us beaten in every way, and wouldn�t even take surrender as an answer. They were here for a single purpose, extermination. In 2015, what Humans remained, maybe a hundred thousand, managed to form a sort of resistance against the alien assaults. Using secret underground tunnels in France that remained from the Maquis resistance against Hitler during WWII, they began to stockpile weapons and supplies with which they could fight the invaders. For approximately 12 years, the Grays thought that all Human life was gone, and just to make sure it stayed that way, the resistance created newer tunnels that were even deeper in the Earth, where no one would find them. All across the globe, the Alien presence now ruled with an iron fist...



�but they had no idea what we were planning. During April of 2027, April 13th to be exact, the first shot was fired against the Grays, or, actually, against what was left of the mutants, who had again gained strength from infecting and transforming countless Humans before they went into hiding in the resistance. A Captain in the resistance named Malcolm Jones took his squad outside, and became the first people to leave the underground tunnels, for the most part, in 12 years. Sadly, the area was wasted and desolate, and looked almost like it would have been impossible for anyone to have ever lived there. They were standing in the remains of St Nazaire, a French port town. Jones used a small scanner that was attached to his arm and took an air sample. The results saddened him. The Grays had somehow altered the atmosphere to have less oxygen and more methane, making it hard for anyone without a mask to breathe. He took his squad around a bit, and began hearing strange noise in the remains of a nearby office building. They crept inside slowly, and he saw one of the mutants. A small came over his face, and he blasted it with his machine gun over and over again: the first small taste of revenge for the Human race.



It was only a few days later that the resistance fully revealed itself to the Grays. As a large squadron of the alien craft started coming toward St Nazaire, the resistance set up new plasma weapons they had created during their period of hiding. Unlike the the old fragmentation weapons, these new energy based weapons had a much easier time breaking through the Grays shields. Only one or two shots with a plasma missile could bring the shields down, then just a few more would destroy the ship. For the next year the resistance fought bravely against the Grays, striking against them quietly and softly, killing them one by one from a place of hiding. For every resistance soldier lost, it was estimated that we were killing ten of theirs: but they got smarter, realized our patterns of attack, and our methods grew increasingly less and less effective against them. It�s now July, 2028, and the resistance�s upper hand is starting to falter. This is the ongoing story of Captain Jones, and the brave men and women under his command in Resistance Cell Delta 3, as they fight to reclaim mankind�s right to live; but the costs�could prove to be very high indeed�



Timeline

1897:An article is written in a New York newspaper about cattle mutilations in the Midwest, and sightings of strange circular flying objects throughout the sky. Most people believed it was a joke, but it was really the first reconnaissance mission by the Grays to our planet. While most people didn�t believe it, the story captivated their minds and reports of UFOs started becoming more and more common.
1947:One of the most famous stories in UFO history is that in 1947 an alien craft crashed in the New Mexico desert near Roswell and that civilians arriving at the scene witnessed dead and injured alien bodies. When the military arrived they captured the craft and aliens and initiated a massive cover-up. The Roswell crash had been in speculation every since about whether or not there was any truth to it.
1949:After messing around with the alien craft for a few years Earth�s scientists stumbled across plans for a wide-scale invasion of Earth. Despite all of the evidence supporting the attack, the government decided to forget about it and just keep the whole thing under wraps at Area 51 until it became necessary to inform the public: which wouldn�t be until about 60 years later.
1949-1994:Over the next half decade, numerous reports began coming in about people seeing Unidentified Flying Objects(UFOs) in the sky. Other people claimed that the aliens had abducted them and performed invasive tests on them, trying to examine us and our culture. In reality, the government knew that something was going on, but chose to again ignore the warning signs and claim that the abductions and UFO sightings were nothing more than crazy people and weather balloons.
1995:Video footage of military scientists dissecting the aliens captured as Roswell leaks out of Area 51 and the public engages in a heated debate about its authenticity. The government of course claimed it was just some computer genius with too much free time who made the video artificially, but in reality it was the real thing. The people of Earth again started looking to the skies to try and see these UFOs despite the government story trying explaining it.
1996-2010:Reports of UFO sightings decrease to practically nothing. No explanation.
2011:After more than a decade of practically no UFO sightings, in 2011, sightings and reports of abduction swell out of control to numbers never before seen all around the world. No explanation was given.
2012:For the first time since 1947, we had our first real contact with extraterrestrial life. A small one-manned alien fighter craft crashed near Area 51 and captured. As the scientists at Area 51 began dissecting the alien pilot, the Gray began transmitting a virus to them, which then spread around almost every part of Area 51. The virus transformed Humans into violent mutants who only sought to infect other Humans with it. Within hours the virus would transform anyone infected. Assault teams were brought in to deal with the problem, but after only a few days of success, the mutants overwhelmed them and they were ordered to fall back. The government initiated a military quarantine of Area 51 to try and contain the problem.
2012-2014:Ravaging assaults from the Grays begin wiping out anything on the planet. The militaries of the world tried to take them down by banding together to form the largest coalition in history, but the tired counterattack was swatted away like a fly. It seemed that nothing could stand up to the Grays technology. Over the two years of �war,� if you want to call it that, the militaries of the world only destroyed 10 of the Grays ships using various improvised methods.
2015:After what seemed like an eternity, only a very small military remained, and they gathered up every Human being still alive and did their best to get them to France, where they started an underground resistance. Only about 100,000 people made it to France. The resistance was based in St Nazaire, France, in the underground tunnels from the French resistance of Hitler during WWII. On June 6, 2015, the resistance sealed themselves into the tunnels, leaving only one or two exits. The only time anyone left was to covertly gather supplies and weaponry.
2015-2027:For more than a decade, the Grays thought that the Human race was extinct for the most part, and began changing the world to meet their needs. During this time the resistance did all it could to prepare for the long fight ahead.
2027:Malcolm Jones, a Captain in the resistance, takes his squad outside and are the first to fire shots at the Grays, or in this case, their mutant pets. A few days later the resistance fully revealed itself to the Grays by bringing down several of their ships using the newly developed plasma missiles. The War of the Worlds, had truly begun.

The Grays

The people we�ve come to know as the Grays are believed to be actually two different, distinct races. The Nordics, and then the Grays themselves. Because of the more dominant nature of the Grays, the civilization has been classified using their name, not the Nordics. We have a very limited knowledge of these two peoples, but what we do know is listed here.

The Nordics
The Nordics are the group that we�ve seen the most of in contact with the Gray civilization. They�re around 6 to 7 feet tall, and are far superior to Humans in terms of evolution. The majority of them are blond-haired, blue eyed, light skinned men and women. They�ve been classified as being �catlike,� because they possess superior agility, strength, and dexterity. It is even believed that they may have psychic powers. The Nordics seem to take a secondary role in the Gray culture, acting more like slaves than citizens. This is mere speculation, and it is often questioned because of the Nordics sheer superiority to the Grays themselves. Many believe that the Nordics may be the ones in charge, but there has been no proof of this, as the Nordics are the ones who fight in the assault forces and get killed by the hundreds while the Grays sit in their ships invulnerable. In any case, the Nordics position in Gray society is not a major concern of the Resistance. The reason for their almost completely Human like appearance is believed to be, because, they are in fact partially Human. Resistance members theorize that during the abductions over the past century, when people reported the Grays forcefully extracting sperm and eggs, they used those cells to create a new life-form. If they combined human DNA with another source of some kind, it would explain the Human nature of the Nordics. However, all of this is mere speculation, and the only real knowledge we have about them is that they�re superior fighters and make up the entire ground based army of the Gray civilization. Any attempts to reason with the Nordics have failed, because once they enter combat they see only the enemy, and even though they don�t seem to hate Humans, they obey the Grays orders of destruction without question.
The Grays
Overall descriptions vary somewhat on a case-by-case basis, but the average Gray alien can usually be described as between three and five feet tall with a fragile, thin body and oversized head possessed of no hair. Faces have large black eyes, small nose and mouth and no identifiable ears. Appearance can best be described as almost fetus-like, and reports indicate the Gray aliens have at least four elongated fingers, with some witnesses claiming to have seen as many as six digits per hand. Witnesses also claim aliens of this type often have either webbed hands, webbed skin or both. Skin color tends toward varying shades of gray (hence the name) and reports have these beings wearing either skin-tight suits of the same color or no discernible clothing at all. Grays are most frequently the aliens reported in abduction cases and seem to be the only aliens involved in mass abductions. The purpose of such abductions is almost always reported to be experimentation for breeding purposes, in which sperm and eggs are taken by force from abductees for use in creating a hybrid race of human and gray. Other reports of advanced surgery for other purposes have been recorded, but the end purpose of these experiments remain unclear. Often victims of both types of experimentation claim to have been implanted with small metal or silicon devices. Speculation is that these implants are tracking devices, and given the fact that abductees often claim to be abducted from early childhood throughout their entire lives, this may have some weight. It is also believed that Gray aliens are responsible for cattle mutilations the world over. The Gray aliens appear to be the hierarchy of the Gray civilization, controlling the Nordics like slaves. The Grays generally don�t engage in combat, but rather stay inside their ships, or some other place of safety. The Grays, unlike the Nordics, are not neutral. While the Nordics have a somewhat calm and peaceful outlook on life, the Grays seek to destroy everything, using the Nordics as their weapon of choice. The Grays are also believed to be responsible for creating the Nordics, possibly explaining why they control them. The Grays see Humans as animals, and treat us as such. Almost 90 percent of people who are abducted are subjected to highly painful mutilations and those that survive often develop rare forms of untreatable cancer within a few years: mostly in the reproductive organs. Captured records from the Roswell crash indicate that the Grays come from a planet in the star system closest to our own, the Alpha Centauri system. They have developed some kind of interstellar travel far faster than our own, although we do yet not fully understand the technology.

Resistance Weapons


M249 Assault Rifle(Scoped)
An older weapon in use since the later part of the 1990s, the M249 remains a high quality weapon wielding a large amount of power. While it is not effective against the alien technology, it is very effective against the aliens themselves. The M249 can be fired as an all out assault rifle at close range, or can be fired as a semi-automatic rifle at long range. In addition to that, the interchangable scope mounted on top of the weapon means that it can even be used as a sniper rifle, making it a valuable asset to the resistance.

G36K Sub Machine Gun
Designed in the year 2007, the G36K was highly effective in dealing with the terrorists of the world. By the year 2010, it was standard gear on all anti-terrorist teams and was going to become standard weaponry in the United States military as well. The Canadians began putting it into wide use as well as their army continued to grow in size and strength. The G36K is a simple room clearing weapon that�s generally only used at close range. At long range you might end up wasting an entire clip trying to hit one target. As with all bullet firing weapons, the G36K is not effective against alien technology, only against the the Grays themselves.

M37 Heavy Machine Gun
Designed in 2005, the M37 is used primarily as a support weapon for infantry troops. Often mounted on the back of military jeeps or put in fixed locations. It wields an enormous amount of firepower, and is often used to clear out areas before infantry enters them to reduce casualties. They fire the largest rounds in the resistance, and can pierce all known kinds of armor with ease. The M37 has come to be known as a reliable heavy weapon that can be used in most situations. Unfortunately, finding or crafting these weapons and getting ammunition for them is no easy task, limiting the M37s amount of use in the resistance.

S5 12 Gauge Shotgun
The S5 shotgun is a new weapon design based on old principles. It fires powerful and very large rounds in a spread pattern. The rounds are armor piercing, and the S5 is widely used throughout the resistance in skirmishes because of its sheer firepower. While it is extremely effective in close range combat, when fired at long range you will hit nothing. The S5 features two firing rates for various situations: the standard mode is pump action, used for mainly one on one combat because of the increased accuracy. The alternative mode is auto-fire, in which it can be used like a semi-automatic weapon. This decreases accuracy, and is typically only used in room clearing. The resistance has manufactured many S5s while in hiding because of its very basic design.

P13 Plasma Pistol
The first of several plasma weapon creations by the resistance, the P13 was based on designs of captured alien weaponry. The P13 was developed only recently and is not in widespread use as of yet. Despite being classified as a pistol, the P13 is often that of as a rifle because of its power and since it�s a bit larger than an average pistol. The form of ammo for the P13 is a small energy clip that is inserted at the rear of the pistol. Just one energy clip contains enough power for around 100 shots, making the plasma pistol one of the most valuable creations in the resistance. People are currently trying to find ways to make more and put the P13 to greater uses. What�s more, the pistol even has enough firepower to bring down the shields of one of the Grays ships if fired continuously: a major breakthrough in weapon technology.

P9 Plasma Missile Launcher
Created at about the same time as the P13 pistol, the P9 plasma missile launcher is another great breakthrough in weapon research. It�s lightweight, making it very portable, carries a tremendous amount of firepower(about twice as much as a standard issue bazooka), and has the ability to bring down the shields of the Grays ships with only a few shots. The creation of the P9 was more of an accident than a test: it was created while resistance weapon researchers were trying to perfect the P13 and created various designs for it. The P9 is one of those designs. The P9 also uses an energy clip, and like the P13 has an excellent ammo usage rate. One fresh energy clip can allow the user to fire approximately 15 shots, enough to inflict tremendous damage on an enemy target.

Resistance Cell Delta 3

Played By: Ronevick

Name: Malcolm Jones
Position: Resistance Cell Leader
Rank: Captain
Age: 40
Date of Birth: August 13, 1988
Place of Birth: Rochester, New York
Parents: Kurt Jones(Deceased-2013), Nancy Jones(Deceased-2014)
Sex: Male
Marital Status: Unmarried
Children: None
Education: Heidelberg College(4 Years-Bachelors Degree In Business)
Biography: Malcolm was born into an average middle class family during the later part of the 20th century. He led a normal childhood, and began attending Heidelberg College in the state of Ohio in the fall after he turned 18. He graduated 4 years later, and enlisted in the marines. After going through basic training and seeing some minor action against small terrorist groups in 2012, the Grays attacked. He was among the first on the scene sent to control the mutants at Area 51. Only he and another member of his squad made it out of there alive. After that he was put back into his unit in the marines and they were sent to hold the line around Area 51. After the mutants broke through that he went with his unit to Colorado, where a few days later he received a promotion to Corporal for valiant defense of the Colorado Line. By now the mutants had taken over the entire west coast, and the military was getting overwhelmed trying to contain the problem. However, after assistance from the British military, the problem started to be taken control of, and cleanup crews were sent in under military escort to Area 51. As the Grays began attacking in swarms of ground troops and flying saucers, his unit was completely overrun, along with the entire US and British military. The Grays passed right over them to the eastern states, and destroyed everything, including his entire family. For the next several years his unit and the remains of world-wide military force engaged in random counterattacks with very little to no success. Finally, they gave up on it and his unit was one of the first to get to the underground resistance, and gave a good deal of help in creating it. During the next decade or so he helped to rebuild in the underground tunnels, and in 2027, he fired off the first shots of the resistance into a mutant in St Nazaire, France.

Played By: Cathexis

Name: Genevieve Eden
Position: Communications Officer
Rank: Lieutenant
Age: 39
Birthdate: April 29th, 1989
Birthplace: Alsace, France
Parents: Rene� Eden [deceased]/Jean-Robert Eden [deceased]
Education: B.A. Linguistics/Communications (Double Major)/M.A. Linguistics
Marital Status: Unmarried
Children: None
Fort�: Foreign Languages/Diplomatic Services
Background Info: Genevieve was raised under a strict but wealthy household in Alsace, France. She went to school and succeeded in passing the Bacceleureate exam, which placed her in a top-notch college right out of high school. There, she learned several languages, including English, Spanish, Chinese, Italian, and German. When her parents died in a fatal subway accident (or so they believe), Genevieve moved to the U.S to study linguistics further and ended up majoring in the field. After she got her Master's, she returned to France to serve as a Foreign Service Officer, until now. At this point, she has decided to join the Resistance Cell against the invasion. Eden is a strong-willed, tough-minded young woman. She has a positive outlook on most things, but when confronted about certain issues, will not respond. She has shockingly lavenderish eyes and a tall, thin frame. She is described as having an athletic build, and a sand-papery though sometimes soft voice. Her hair is mahogany of color, and her skin is lightly tanned.

Played By: tomparis

Name: Benjamin Thornberry
Position: Sniper
Rank: Sargeant
Age: 39
Date of Birth: June 28, 1989
Place of Birth: Louisville, Kentucky
Parents: Al Thornberry, Barb Thornberry
Sex: Male
Marital Status: Unmarried
Children: None
Education: University of Wisconsin Madison(4 Years-Degree In History): Later specialized in sniping when he joined the police force as a summer job while not teaching
Biography: Thornberry was born in what would have been considered the upper middle class. His family was well-off, making enough oney to live on, and some extra to enjoy themselves. At the age of six, his family moved to Wisconsin. He lived in peace with his two older brothers and his parents until 9/11/12. His family was able to get well off enough, ddoging the Gray. Thornberry then decided to join the Resistance, calling on his skills as a sniper.

Played By: Birdy

Name: Brigitte Davis
Position: Medic
Rank: Corporal
Age: 32
Date of Birth: March 28th, 1995
Place of Birth: Bordeaux, France
Parents: Constance Davis (deceased) and John Davis (deceased)
Sex: Female
Marital Status: Unmarried
Children: None
Education: Medicine in Paris for 6 years
Biography: Born from a French mother and American father, an only child. Her mother was a nurse and her father a doctor. Her parents didn't push her into the job, always said that she should do what she liked, but she ended up as a doctor, in the same business as her parents. She learned English and French at school and got her masters in medicine.
She dedicated her life to being a doctor, and worked very hard in different hospitals. When she heard about the rumours and speculations of area 51 she began collecting information about the virus the aliens spreaded and began focussing on that. She learned that Malcom Jones was a captain in the resistance and contacted him because she wanted to learn more about the aliens and treat the wounded.

Played By: Founder

Name: Carlos Lopez
Position: Scout
Rank: Private
Age: 26
Date of Birth: April 6, 1998
Place of Birth: Havana, Cuba
Parents: Juan Lopez (Abducted-2011), Mariana Lopez(Abducted-2011)
Sex: Male
Marital Status: Single
Children: None
Education: Cuban Military provided education.
Biography: Born into a poor Cuban family. His country was close to suffering an economic depression. His parents were abducted by aliens when he was only thirteen years old. He was raised by a family friend, but he never found out what happened to his parents. No one could give answers. A year later, the Americans captured an alien and experimented on it. The world watched in horror as an invasion fleet began to sweep the planet. Cuba put aside years of hatred between the communist free nations and joined in the massive assualt. Carlos was too young to do anything. Hid older brother was a scout for the Cuban military and told Carlos about everything he saw and did. Sadly, his brother was killed by the takeover of Cuba. Two years later, the militaries fled underground to France. Carlos was brought there as one of the few surviving Cubans. His nation had been dominated by the invaders and El Presidente Castro was killed in the attack. While many Cubans were happy to see the dictator dead, their happiness was put on hold for the sorrow of the loss of thier nation. He wanted to make himself useful, while hiding. He remembered what his brother taught him and knew about scouting than most. Carlos had to beg Jones to join his group. His youth often gets in the way, but Carlos is desperate to find out what happened to his parents and to avenge his brothers. Jones finally allowed it and he is now the scout for the group.

Played By: Omet'Ikilan

Name: Liam Wallace
Position: Heavy Weapons Speacialist
Rank: Corporal
Age: 28
Date of Birth: Dec 15 2000
Place of Birth: Edinburgh. Scotland
Parents: Nathan Wallace (Deceased) Amanda Wallace (Abducted 2012)
Sex: Male
Height: 6'3
Weight: 230 Lbs
Eyes: Glacier Blue
Hair: Dirty Blonde
Marital Status: Unmarried
Children: None
Education: 1st year college student
Biography: Liam had a fairly normal childhood. He grew up in Edinburgh, spending most of his free time in Edinburgh Castle pretending to be a soldier fighting off alien invaders or being a counter terrorist team member. When his mother mysteriously dissapeared in 2011, his father told him she died of a heart attack, but he always imagined that she was abducted by aliens, which seems now to be extremly likley. When the attacks in 2012 started Liam's father thought the American millitary could handle it and wasnt worried about Scotlands saftey, but he was given a call to duty in late 2012 to help fight, he is believed dead in area 51, he was forced to be raised by his aunt for the next 3 years where he joined the millitary cadets in hopes to one day fight like his dad. In 2015 he and his Aunt were ordered to France to hide in the old Maquis tunnels. Liam was given his education in the tunnels, and considering he had 3 years in Millitary Cadets he was requested to train as a marine. In 2027 he was part of the innitial resistance movement to try to take Earth back.

Played By: Tuvok8917

Name: Brett Bailey
Position: Engineer/Driver
Rank: Sargeant
Age: 39
Date of Birth: 20 June, 1989
Place of Birth: Brookeville, PA
Parents: Luke Bailey(Deceased. Cause of Death: Killed by the Grey) Mia Bailey(Deceased. Cause of Death: Overdrugged)
Sex: Male
Marital Status: Unmarried
Children: None
Education: Brookeville High, Military Academy in Texas.
Bio: Brett had a though live. Brett never saw his father and his mother was pumping herself full with drugs. At the age of 18, Brookeville High accepted him as Student and Brett graduated 4 years later. At the age of 25, his mother died and Brett was send to the Military Academy in Texas, by his father who was giving lessons there. After graduation, he was put in the Second Tank Division under charge of Sergeant P. Hike. This was the first time Brett met the Grey in person. He survived the attack, but many were lost including his father. Since then, Brett swore to revenge his father. After the destruction of the Academy in Texas, nobody knows were he is know. Brett is a skilled Tank Driver and knows a lot of mechanics.
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(It was now June, 2028, and the resistance had been having suprising amounts of success against the Grays. Unfortunately, supplies were starting to run low and unless they found some new source of weapons and ammunition they were going to lose this war before it even truly began. Malcolm had just woken up from a short sleep on the ground in the resistance tunnels when blasts from the Grays ships woke him up. They still didn't know exactly where the resistance was, but they knew it was in the area, and had been bombarding the place for several weeks now. Fortunately, no considerably losses had been taken. As he woke up, someone came running over to him and got him up.)

Resistance Member:"Sir, quickly, the General Lee needs to speak with you immediately. I'll take you too him."

"Alright Private, lets go."

(As he walked downed the tunnels he was amazed at how much progress they had made. When they started out all they had was dirt, and they had built a sort of small country, all underground. The Private led him to a small room a few levels down and waited outside as Malcolm went in alone. General Lee got up and shook his hand. They had met once before on the battlefield during one of the first raids on the Grays.)

General Lee:"Hello Captain, I trust your feeling well?"

"Uh...yeah, sure. The usual."

(He grabbed a pot of disgusting coffee off of the General's desk and drank a few sips of it, but it was too bad for him to really drink, so he set it back down.)

General Lee:"Heh, I know, it's terrible. I wonder what the chefs make it with. Now there's a scary though for ya."

(They both let out a quick laugh and General Lee sat down on the top of his desk as Malcolm sat down in a small and very uncomfortable chair. Lee now had a more serious face, the one the resistance had become accustomed too. Malcolm could that he either had bad news, or more bad news.)

General Lee:"Captain, I trust your familiar with our situation down here, so i'll just cut right to the chase. Our supplies are running thin, and by our estimates, we'll lose this war in a matter of months unless we can get some source of supplies. Our small production facilities down here cant meet the demands we need anymore. So...we're sending your resistance cell to help us out."

"I trust this mission is going to be very dangerous and that im going to be putting my life on the line more than once for something that might not even be there right?"

General Lee:"You know me too well Captain. You're right, everything you said is true. We're sending your cell to a nearby military base. It's a good thing the French decided to increase their military or we'd be out of luck. According to our information, it's only a few miles from here; with any luck, you'll be able to find some supplies there. If you did, call for backup, and we'll send in additional squads to help you secure the area."

"And if we don't find anything there then ive just put my entire cell at risk for nothing. I don't like it General, I dont like it at all. My cell comes first over the resistance, and unless..."

General Lee:"That's enough Captain! You don't have a choice. I've ordered your cell to assemble in briefing room 3 in a few minutes. I suggest you go meet them there."

"Aye...sir."

(Malcolm walked out of the room with a disgusted look on his face and slammed the door behind him. He kicked the wall next to it and tried to calm down before speaking with his resistance cell. They should have been headed to briefing room 3 by now, so he got going as well.)

[Founder]

Carlos walked through the tunnels and entered a large room. It was filled with hundreds of small beds. Many of the civilians slept in here. Carlos looked around sadly at one of the few vestiges of human life. People were jammed into these constricting caverns. It was a hard life, but he knew all about it. He lived when Cuba was nearing a depression. A little Asian boy stared into his can of food sadly. It was pretty much empty. Casco looked down at his hand. He was carrying his "lunch" for the day. It was a can of some kinda French version of Chef Boyardee. Lopez was not too big on the French foods or the French people themselves. Then again, maybe it was time to ignore the color of people's skin. Humanity is one now. One hunted prey. He walked over to the small Asian boy and knelt in front of him.

"No te llore," He said, "tome this."

He gave the boy the can. The boy smiled and rushed off with the can. Carlos smiled and stood up. It was about time he saw someone smile. Time? His eyes widened quickly. He was late for a meeting. Puta de madre! He turned and ran passed several people. He almost knocked an old man over.

"Sorry!" He yelled while still running.

After several minutes and many knocked over people, he made it into the Briefing Room. Surprisingly no one was in there. He sighed loudly. All that rush and he was early.

[Cathexis]

((OOC: Hey Ronevick, I have a different pic I like better...will PM it to you))


Genevieve prepared to leave her flat for the last time. This would be the last time she'd probably ever see her hometown intact, so the bittersweet memories kept flooding back into her mind. Her childhood, her parents, and her sister Marie...She finished all the necessary packing and left on a transport after taking a quick stroll in the village.

"Communications Officer Eden reporting for duty," she announced to Malcolm Jones, head of the Resistance Cell, "Sir, I have all of the equipment you requested. May I inquire as to what my first assignment is?" She waited patiently. Having grown up in a large household, patience was a skill she'd learned to hone to near perfection.

[tomparis]

((OCC: I just noticed something. We need a sniper rifle )

*Thornberry walked down one of the many tunnels in the underground caves. He had just gotten the message to go to the briefing room. He was in no real hurry since where Thornberry slept was about a 30 second walk to it. He entered the briefing room to see that Lieutenant Eden and Private Lopez had both beaten him here. He looked around, and not seeing Captain Jones anywhere yet, moved over to where Genevieve and Carlos were.*

[Birdy]

Brigitte rushed through her appartement where she'd been staying for the last week. She had to pack her stuff, and was late, as usual. That's the thing she always hated about herself, that she couldn't plan things ahead, and watch the time she had left.
She mumbled: "Where did I leave my clothes... There were here a minute ago, I know it!"
She tried to stuff all of her things in a bag, but even with her knees on it she couldn't get it closed.
"Damn, now I'll have to leave stuff behind", she thought. She bit her lip thinking what stuff she'd leave behind. Finally her suitcase closed.

When she walked to the tunnels with her equipment and some clothes, she thought of her grandpa that had told her all the stories of the war. Now that she was actually here, it was a total different vibe. Much to real to her. She knew this was it, this was gonna be her new 'home'.
When she entered the briefing room she saw she was one of the last to arrive, although Malcolm wasn't there yet. She quickly nodded to everyone in the room and put her stuff down.

[tomparis]

*Thornberry looked up as Brigitte walked in, then looked back down at his belongings. He didn't have much with him. Just some spare clothes, a small handgun that he had found a while back, and his various scopes and binoculars. He pulled out a case, and started putting each of his scopes in they're places. He noticed a small smudge on his nightvision scope, and uttered a quiet curse. He pulled out a rag from a small pouch in the case, and started cleaning it.*

Anyone know when Captain Jones is supposed to get here? I got the page to come here, but no info.

[Birdy]

"No, I have no idea," she replied to Thornberry. "I was also paged to get here for the meeting, but nothing else."

Brigitte felt a little uncomfortable, because Captain Jones wasn't here yet, and she didn't know what she was supposed to do besides waiting for him.

[tomparis]

*Thornberry looked up from his cleaning when she replied, then shrugged after she finished talking. He then looked back down at his scope. The smudge was gone. Thornberry held it up to his hey, and when he was sastisfied that it was clean, put the rag and the scope away. He then put the last of his scopes away, and placed the case in his suitcase.*

[Founder]

Lopez took a seat in the room. He stared at the Communications Officer strangely. The woman began to speak to Jones, but he wasn't in the room.

"Mira," He said, "Captain Jones is not in here...."

He turned away from her and lookd at the other officers.

"I'm sure the Captain is on his way aqu�." He explained.

[Ronevick]

((OOC: tom, the assault rifle is like our sniper rifle. It's second setting is a semi-automatic rifle, and if you look it has a scope on it. Oh, and that's fine Kat, just get me the pic whenever. ))

(Malcolm jolted down the small hallways for a few minutes towards the briefing room. He was still pissed as hell at the General for again putting his squad in unnecessary risk, he knew he had to do his duty. On his way down the hallways, he fell over from a blast of the Grays weaponry. They were getting closer and closer to their position. He walked over to a communications panel, as antique as it was, contacted the General.)

"General, Jones here. As soon as i'm done in the briefing room I suggest we evacuate the uppermost level. Weapons fire is starting to get pretty intense up here. We're going to start taking casualties soon."

General Lee:"Thank you Captain Jones, i'll take it under consideration."

(Malcolm knew that Lee wouldn't really do anything, that man was only watching out for the resistance, not the civilians. He was starting to become more like a politician than a military officer. There was another weapons blast, although not as bad, and he continued following the narrow passageways to the briefing room. He slowly opened the door bearing his bad knews and waited for his cell to quiet down.)

[Omet'Ikilan]

I burst through door in the briefing room ad look around at the assembled team and quickly readjust my uniform and sit down.

"My appologies for being late sir, I got lost in Sector 7" I say in a heavily scottish accented voice.

[Ronevick]

"It's fine Corporal. Everyone take a seat and listen up. Commands got a new mission for us. It's not one that I agree, in fact, I think its *beep*. But, we've got a job to do and we're going do to it."

(He walked over to a small map on the wall and pointed towards a dot that had been drawn on it.)

"This is where command believes the remains of a French military installation is located. Put simply, we're to go there, and find out if there are any supplies still there. If there are, then we're supposed to hold the *beep* area all by ourselves until reinforcements arrive, so we're going to arm heavily. Corporal Wallace, make sure you bring several plasma missile launchers for this one, i've got a feeling we'll need em. Private Lopez, you're our new scout correct?"

(He looked around the room as he waited for an answer from Lopez, and he could tell that most of them were already getting scared. Attempting a mission like this with only a single resistance cell was risky. If the Grays spotted them, theyd have one hell of a fight on their hands.)

[Founder]

The Cuban male leaned forward in his seat. His head nodded vigerously towards Jones.

"S� Capit�n." He confirmed, "I am."

He wondered if Jones had a special task for him. This was a dangerous mission indeed and almost suicidal. If he died here, how would he foind out what happened to his parents?

[Ronevick]

"Catch." he said in a rough hasteful voice.

(He threw a clipboard with several maps on it at Private Lopez. They were counting on him to be able to get them to the base as quickly and easily as possible. On the map were suspected locations of Gray hotspots and maybe even bases they had set up as well as information on the terrain...or at least what the terrain was like before the Grays had invaded Earth.)

"Study those maps closely Private. We're counting on you to get us to that base in one piece. Up for it?"

[Founder]

Lopez snatched the clipboard out of the air. He stared down at it for several moments. His eyes darted upwards towards the Captain.

"Yes sir," He said in a heavy accent, "Yo puedo."

He stared down at the map. This was about to get very complicated, but he could do it. He just needed time to study these maps, which he could do quickly. He began to look through them and make notes about where the Grey's encampments possibly could be.

[Ronevick]

((OOC: Is that real Spanish or are you just making it up? ))

"Good. How long will it take you to study those maps?"

(Private Lopez was the newest addition to their resistance cell. He had wanted to join for some time, but it wasn't until a few weeks ago after his former scout, and best friend, died. If you want to call it dying: the Grays captured him and mutilated him in every way, and when they found his body, there was evidence of a drug that kept him conscious during the whole thing, until he finally died. The Grays kill without feeling, and then just drop the dead wherever they feel like it; in Malcolm's eyes they didn't deserve to be called intelligent life after the things they had done. In any case, after his former scout died, Jones requested that Lopez be put under his command. This was the first time theyd ever really met, but he like the man. The Private seemed to be very reliable.)

[Founder]

(Yup )

"Not long Capit�n," He said staring at the maps, "I can get this down in about 20 minutes."

He continued to stare down at the map and make tiny mental notes about each location. That was how he learned to study maps. He would make notes about the imporant locations and the surrounding enviornment would come later.

[Ronevick]

((OOC: Nice. ))

"Ok, everyone go get your equipment from headquarters. I need to talk with the Private for a moment."

(The rest of his squad began filing out of the door and began walking towards one of two flights of stairs. Down in the tunnels they tried to conserve power, so elevators or lifts were out of the question. Instead, resistance members had to walk down flights of stairs to the lowest levels of the tunnels where the command center was located. Once his cell had left to go get their body armor and weapons, he walked over to Private Lopez and sat down next to him.)

"Lopez, how old are you?"

[Founder]

(Ron, do me a favor and change my age to be 26. Please )

He sat up straight and got nervous. The Captain was an intimidating man. His heart began to beat fast in his chest. He placed the clipboard on the table and placed his hands on his lap.

"Twenty-six years old sir!" He shouted.

[Ronevick]

((Done. ))

(Malcolm laughed at the Private for a moment.)

"Sorry, sorry, but just chill out. I like to run an informal show when we're not on duty. 26... I want you to know I have full confidence in your abilites. If I didn't, I wouldn't have requested you for my resistance cell. Look Private, im sure right now you want to be out there to prove yourself...but... Lopez, have you ever seen someone you cared about, or just anyone at all, be shot dead right beside you? Have you ever had to experience those feelings of regret, remorce, thinking there was something else you could have done?"