| His story, I'll work on a good story, anyone is free to join ^^ |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| Kreoss sat upon a boulder, his Tavor shaped gun, or just Bullpup in hand. He scanned the entire lower area, the raiders had become more bold. The last remaining remnants of the Empire of Menoth was slowly dissipitatng, a merchant had come and started using it as his trade center. Building his own little personal army, he kept everything to himself and nothing for the common people. Raids were frequent, as most of the hired gun were raiders. All he had for his transportation was his motorcycle Fenrir, ( http://www.gods-inc.de/macavity/IsleOfShadows/vehicles/ferris-fenrir.jpg ) and had no partners. He would have to get people to join him to defeat the raiders and defend this once beautiful planet of Cadia. One fourth of the planet would never become normal because it was glassed, and some of the most beautiful areas were glassed. People struggled to keep each other and their communities alive, and he would defend that. |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| Kreoss got on Fenrir, and started it up. The engine roared as he turned the grip, and he pressed on the pedal. The motorcycle jolted forward, the acceleration was astonishing. His weapons were stored in the bike, and he would drive at 150 mph. He got on top of a ledge, and he stopped, the sides of the bike opened up, and he pulled out his Bullpup shaped rifle, the improved Tavor. He looks through the scope, spotting a small village. He puts it away and drives down the ledge towards the town. |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| As he arrived at the town, it reminded him of home. This planet, his homeworld, and the capital of Cadia. He had a sudden flashback--- Kreoss and his squad hit the ground, and moved forward. They saw some Khador troops, and stayed still. Pulling out their blades, they jumped down and slaughtered all of them. The floor was a massive pool of blood, a blood that could never be washed. He led his squad forward, deeper into the Khador encampment, where they fell into an unexpected event. Khador civilians, there right in front of them. They quickly took them down and tied them up. They debated on what to do with them, kill them or set them free. The good will overcame them, and set them loose. The squad ran out, hoping to escape, when they became surrounded, Khador troops flooding the top of the hill. Kreoss and his men were in the woods below, where Khadorians moved forward. It soon became a hornets nest, bullets wizzing past them, making a sound similar to a hornet buzzing past. They would kill dozens, but more would keep coming. Kreoss and his men were shot, and tried to run. Kreoss was shot in the leg, shoulder, arm, but adrenaline was what kept him going. They reached an edge, where they jumped, Kreoss carrying one of the wounded soldiers, Corvus. But Corvus was shot in the back at that moment, and Kreoss dropped him, falling without Corvus. Corvus died upon the mountain. Jorge was killed because he acted as a distraction, leaving all to Kreoss his ammunition. Jorge, armed with only a pistol, ran, where he was shot so many times until he could no longer walk. He shot at least 5 Khadorians before getting shot so many times he was killed. Carter was killed by also drawing most of the enemy towards his direction before setting a bomb off. Kreoss, the only one left, had to deal with the loss of his whole squad because of the wrong choice. He had gotten them killed, yet he was still alive. He snaps out of his flashback, and walks off into the local tavern. |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| He entered the tavern, what a run down place. It looks as if it took a beating recently. He doesn't really order anything, he just walks in and sits down. The local people looked at him with disdain, and said "We don' like outsiders. You should get out while ya still can." This was a threat that he would have to pay attention to, but for the meantime, he wasn't going to leave. He held his katana close at hand, along with his pistols. He didn't want to initiate conflict with these people, because if he did, not good. Maybe there is one person in the entire town that is willing to open up to him. |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| "Didncha hear me? We don' like you." The other patrons got up, glaring at Kreoss. "I'm wanted in seven star systems." Says one of the patrons, grabbing his shoulder. "I'll be careful." Kreoss replies back, trying to get that hand off him. "YOU'LL BE DEAD." The patron rasps out next to his ear while strengthening his grasp. He looked over and saw raider ships coming in from a distance, with a patron holding some sort of communication device that looked odd. This time it's human raiders huh... I'm in some kind of pinch aren't I? |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| Levi wasnt too far away from the Ships landing after watching them from a distance and monitoring their communications, she had her Plasma Katana in one hand and one of her Plasma Pistols in the other while wearing her stolen Combat Armor she raided from some Alien Raiders, Waiting for her time to strike (Star Wars Refference Lololol) |
| (But oh I had to! :3 XD) Kreoss pulled his sword, slicing the hand off his shoulder, took a pistol and shoved it under his mouth, pulling the trigger, blood splurging out the top of the head. He spun around and shot the two other patrons, and knee capped the bartender. This was no town, this was a raider hideout that he had stumbled upon. Pulling his hood up, he walked out onto Fenrir, getting on. He opened the sides of the bike, taking out his Tavor. He always did like old school. Since the Tabor is small enough, he drove with one hand on the handle while driving it into an alley where it would be safe. He slipped into the shadows where he excelled at, and as the raiders unloaded, he raised his gun. Five crafts, ten in each. This was a big operation it seemed like. |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| As a Dropship landed Levi had ran towards the Tavern and Hid in the shadows, Altough the light glow of her armor giving her position away "Come on....A little closer Fuckers..." |
| He saw a faint glow, and looked closer. It was a figure, aimed at the raiders. Interesting, I could use this to my advantage... He would guide this unknown entity to victory as if she was by herself. He liked that idea, it would be like a game. "WHAT HAPPENED HERE? SEARCH THE FUCKIN' PLACE!" The raider leader yelled as he saw the dead bodies. The raiders scanned, getting a glimpse of the armor lighting. He moved out from the shadows, snapped the neck of a sniper, and took the ammo and the sniper himself, draging the sniper away. He went to an optimal sniping spot on the rooftop, and would cover the entity. |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| "Found me have ya?" She smirked under her armor and ran out with speed and held her Plasma Katana at her side whille Firing Multiple bursts from her Plasma Pistol at the Raiders, while also performing maneuvers not to be hit by any of their own projectiles to be shot at her |
| With quick succession and precision, he shot five enemies down. From the land craft swung a turret, one that would rip her to shreds if she turned the corner. He shot a bullet in front of her to make her turn away from that alley before settin his sights on the turret, shooting at the pilot, then the turret man. |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| She came to a holt and spun around looking for where the shot that Kreoss had came from, she held her sword infront of her and her pistol too as she scanned for his location |
| "Not good." He jumps down from the roof, then looks at the sniper rifle. Out of ammo, no use to him now. He kept it so he can use it later when they finish off the enemy, but until then. He quickly assassinates two raiders, then goes into the shadows again after another group comes by. |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| She ran to the building he was on top of and Jumped up to the roof top and saw the shells on the floor "Where are you ya Recheted Sniper......you'll pay for shooting at me...." she Looked around and took a peak over the edge |
| He needed to get back to Fenrir, and fast. He impaled one, used another as a meat shield as he was shot at, then shot the final raider in the head. He went to his bike, opened the side and inserted the sniper, and got on. He started biking around the town, shooting raiders as he passed by them with his pistol. |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| She stood on the highest building she can find and watched the Bike go around the town picking off the raiders "That one...." she jumps off the tower and lands in the Sand and Ran Into the Way of the Bike and pointed her Pistol at him "Got Cha" |
| He spun the bike around, and as it slid sideways, stands on the bike and jumps backwards, doing a backflip. He sees two more raiders as he shoots them midair. The bike stopped before it could hit her, and he jumped behind a building. She's aggressive... |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| She Goes over the bike and Kicks it over while turning and looking For Kreoss Once more "Come out ya annoying Sniper....." she growled as she scanned around |
| Fenrir no... ;-; He looks as she kicked it. All he had was his pistols and his katana with him. All his other weapons were in Fenrir, only accessible by him unless he programmed otherwise. All he was wearing was his robe/cloak, gauntlets, shin guards and a chest plate, issued by the Imperium of Menoth. This would allow him to be quicker and more agile, but more prone to fire. He swiftly moves out of cover and into the shadows once again. Dark fell upon the day, his little reign had begun. More assassinations of raiders had taken place while trying to get away from her. |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| Through the Night she followed Kreoss' steps and had finally caught up with him "Freeze Ass" she pointed her Pistol the back of his head |
| He slowly put his hands up, and peered backwards. He saw the gun, and decided to disarm. He suddenly moves his head to the side, and moves backwards, grabbing her gun arm and flipped her onto the ground, then twisted her wrist so she would drop the gun. "I'm not your enemy." |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| "Then why'd ya shoot at me?" she asked and elbowed his gut hard |
| "Oomph..." He stumbled backwards a little,and gritted his teeth. He's been through more pain than this, he could bare with an elbow, but damn, did that hurt. He gets on top of her and puts her arms down. "Because you'd be dead if I didn't." |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| "Lies" she head butts him with her helmet and kicks him off her then flips up onto her feet |
| He flips over and vaults, landing safely, then got up and rubbed his head. "If I really wanted to kill you, I wouldn't have missed would I?" He lifts his gun and pulls the trigger. You hear a body drop dead, and it's the raiding leader. He puts it back in his holster, and winks under his hood before turning around and walking down the road to Fenrir. |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| "Who are you?" she asks holstering her pistol and Katana |
| "Just a guy trying to get by~" In the most nonchalant voice, bending over to pick up Fenrir. He opens it up to put his spare gear in, then closes it. |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| "Mmmmmmm.....show me your face...." she asks slightly leaning on the door frame watching him |
| "Why my face? I've got it hidden for a reason. Maybe I'm wanted in seven star systems you know?" He says, pushing his bike over to the warehouse, where the bandits kept all o their shit. |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| "I call bullshit" she laughs as she stood not too far behind him |
| "Ah, ammunition and other things a person needs to survive on Cadia." He gets the stuff and starts loading it onto the big land craft. He'd make it look like a land boat, but until then, it's a raider ship. He loaded Fenrir onto the craft as well. "Well, you never know." He says as he puts on his mask, covering the rest of his face. He puts sunglasses on so his eyes aren't visible |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| "Not True, cause i know that guy you killed was one of 'em, and he was supposed to be my kill" |
| "My bad. I just defend this world because it's my world." He says, turning around and walking in front of her, knocking on her helmet. "Is there a non human species in there? Because it looks alien to me." |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| "Stolen" she remarked and took off her helmet "Im human Asshole" |
| "I see. And a girl too. Didn't expect that." He says, turning back around and goes back to hauling in the goods. This place was packed with stuff that would benefit him. Or them. Or maybe just him. He didn't know at the time. |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| "Didnt expect it? you couldnt tell from my voice?" she laughs "god your a little slow" |
| "Well, you never know. You might've been a boy who's just now hit puberty or something. Never rule that out Ms." He says, a stupid remark, but a remark nonetheless. "Well, that's the last of it. Time to sail out. Maybe we'll see each other again someday in the future." Not realizing she probably didn't even have a ride or any sort of transportation. He just assumed that she had something. |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| "Doubt it" she remarked putting on her helmet and walking back towards the tavern Her ride was something special she had also stolen |
| As she walked off, he sniffs, for it was going to get cold. Night was cold in the barren lands. He pilots the craft to a nearby station, where he starts changing the appearance of the craft. He didn't want people thinking he was a raider now did he? |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| As she walked behind the Tavery she taps a button on her Armor uncloaking a stolen raider craft she had "borrowed" from a group of bandits, she got on and cloaked it as she drove off at maximum speed |
| As he finished changing the appearance, it turned out to look like this. (http://www.mahq.net/mecha/gundam/msigloo2/heavyfork.jpg It's smaller than it seems, but still pretty big XD) "Phew, done. Now then, time to pilot." He says. He starts it up, and it starts to hover over the ground. |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| She drove past the outpost that Kreoss was in, only leaving a trail of dust in her wake |
| "Hm. That was her wasn't it?" He says, seeing her whiz by. He also sped, but not as fast as her ride. He would head over to Macragge, a pretty big city. It was not as beautiful as back before the battle, but it still looked pretty nice. He arrives, docking his ship. This was one of the only safe places in the world now, other than Cadia. After some rest, he would pick up another bounty or something and go out and protect against raiders again. |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| She also pulled into Macragge and docked her Craft and hidden it, she took off her helm and walked around the streets looking for something to amuse her for the night |
| He walked by the Academy, one of the proud institutions of Menoth. He saw students training, and was called the 'Ultramarine' regiment. He admired them for a bit, it reminded him of his academy days. |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| (Lol Ultrasmirfs XD) She climbed up a large tower that was now a ruin to get a better view of the place, reluctantly having people shout at her for doing it "OI GET DOWN FROM THERE YOU STUPID BITCH!!!" A person remarked she didnt really care since there was nobody to really stop her doing what she wants, she took out a cigar and started smoking as she looked out at the city |
| (XD You can expect more 40K references XD) He hears a lot of yelling and "Stupid bitch" remarks, and sees a light from up above. He sneaks out through the back and climbs up stealthily, and gets behind her without being detected. "Hey, you're being called a stupid bitch." :3 |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
| (XD good XD) she turns around quickly then sighs and turns back around "The Fuck you doin here?" she says puffing out some smoke "Let 'em call me that, dont give a fuck" |
| "They are asking for you to come down so..." He looks at her, smirks under the mask, and tackles her off the tower. Then they land in a stack of hay. |
| -Let not the fear of death stay your hand nor defeat your courage. The warrior who will prevail is the one who conquers death, who becomes one with death as we have. -To every man upon this earth, death cometh soon or late. And how can man die better than facing fearful odds, for the ashes of his fathers, and the temples of his gods? |
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