Session Start: Sat Nov 20 18:04:54 1999 * Logging #coldforce to '#coldforce.log' ((and proud of it!)) ::Attn:: <> ::achoo:: ((haha that's two in a row)) ::Attn:: ::attn:: <> ::Attn:: <> <> :ATTN: ((May be true about heroes... but now I've got some coke...:: ::ATTN:: ((heheheh)) ::looks through a set of binoculars, hunched over in a quickly-dug trench:: <> <> ((Order of the Fluff Knights - I get to quote Star Control everywhere...)) ::lifts up his M60 and loads a fresh canister of 200 bullets in it!:: * CPT_Wychin SETTING The snow is at least a half a meter (1.5 feet) deep... deep enough for a shallow trench system ::Takes out a no-drowz vialt, mixes it with a can of coke, and drinks it...:: * CPT_Wychin SETTING The snow is also coming down lightly ::sneezes:: ::tiredly hefts the AK-47 with freezing hands:: ::Wipes his forhead moving his sniper rifle to be strapped on his back:: ::slings the plasma rifle over his back, holstering two plasma pistols into a bandolier holding six clips:: ::Sighs:: ::not counting the two in the guns:: ::looks at his bandage-swathed hand and shudders, shifting the firle to a more confortable hip position:: ::Loads in a new clip into his pistol and readies it in his hand:: *W* i love this thing ::heaves his S.A.W. around :: ::wipes snow off his heavy plasma rifle:: ::looks at Chabert, unholstering his pistols, one in each hand:: Ah, that's nothin < <> Nothing is funner than two pistols. * CPT_Wychin SETTING The dot on the horizon is growing larger... closer... ((Ahhh, officer's choice... I'll use a flame unit today...)) ::looks at the dot and scowls:: <> ::tiredly looks at the approaching Ufo:: ::aside:: Here they come, captain. ::checks his extra supply of first aid supplies...why economize, when one might no longer have a use for these after this battle...:: ::pats his machine gun:: ::closes one eye, holding out one hand towards the dot, 'squishing' it with two fingers:: Die, aliens! ::Sighs and turns to Leon:: Snow and Aliens... two things I hate... why the hell did I sign up for this? ::ensures flame cylinders are securely attached:: Hey, Kamiya... ::pats Harrison on the shoulder and leans closer:: ::apathically stares forward:: ((Hehehe... Kids in the Hall... I'M CRUSHING YOUR HEAD)) If we get pushed inside... which I'm sure we will... ::shrugs at Irvine's question and looks atthe dot:: Did you have much of a choice? Yes, sarge? ((hehehe I love that)) You got a painkiller there, squaddie? ::holds up hand:: Head towards the research labs ::shivers despite himself:: ::looks over to Harrison:: ((Im crushing you... im crushing you!)) take half the team with you I'll head towards the engineering section... I'll make it a half-dose, just in case... Welcome back, Lieutenant...don't go into PTSD, huh? ::looks around for a vending machine:: Damn i want some raisinets. ::looks at Thornside:: Well, hurry up. This thing hurts like hell. Hey Mike! Heheh... ::looks up:: Sir? ::gives the SGT an intravenous injection of mild anaesthetic:: I wouldn't miss this for the world. Get over here... ::Seems unusually inattentive, and almost calm and serene looking:: ((hopes no-one will notice how blatant that lie is)) ::gets over there, trying not to move too fast or too slow:: ::yawns,protrudes a cantoon of something and drinks it:: * CPT_Wychin SETTING The dot is no longer a dot, but a 3 story UFO ::Is quietly singing "Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket, never let it fade away...":: Whooo... this stuff is *good*... ::grins:: Shit.. ::Is more inattentive than tenchu... almost falling asleep:: ::leans close to thornside:: This may wear off...but it beats losing consciousness...! ::looks at teh dot, :: ::checks the two pistols to make sure they are all in order:: Mike, you think you can rig that reactor to blow? Oh wow.... ::Rolls his eyes:: who would have thought!? ::slightly too loudly:: Jesus... so many bugs! ::hopes Poole didn't notice the abundance of the drug in his med-pack:: ::blinks and rubs his eyes:: I need that sort of question . . . I was pretty sure it was gonna be a plane full of brazilian soccer players or something... Ohh, its thee end of the world, as we know it... its thee end of the world... I could, but I'm assuming, sir, you want it ready to blow in an instant ::unclips the 2 weapon legs at the bottom of the barrel:: Irvine... ::takes another drink of something and puts the canteen back to his belt,then raises his AK-47:: ::mumbles:: hmm... "Momma, take these guns from me... I cant use'em... anymore... ::drills thornside with a stare:: We can hold the aliens... hopefully long enough for you to do it. I'm gonna laugh if that thing lands on you. Its gettin dark, too dark to see... I think I'm knockin on heavens door... Im gonna laugh too Not just yet, tenchu, not yet... knock knock knockin on heaven's door... <> McManus, Tenchu, Chabert... Poole. You're with me. I'll tell you if you actually need to do that. GunsnRoses Sir. <> ::Nods, continues singing:: Right, sir. ::rests the pistols back against his shoulders:: Right. ::nods:: I can get that donw, but I think other options would work as well . . . Cool. * CPT_Wychin SETTING The UFO approaches to within weapons range and plasters the area with poorly-aimed plasma bolts. ::tiredly fastens his helmet better:: <> ::ducks down in his trench:: ::dives down:: ::pats the plasma rifle:: You know you can set these things to explode? <> *** LT1_Harrison is now known as LT1_Harrison2 ::then ducks a bit:: ::ducks down and looks up:: ::ducks, following Harrison:: *** SGT_Poole is now known as SGT_Poole2 *** SQD_McManus is now known as SQD_McManus2 "Theres a few things we havent tried yet, risky but better than death, probably." *** CPT_Wychin is now known as CPT_Wychin1 ::Hits the deck:: ::Ducks, almost lazilly:: Its theee most wonderful tiime of the year...:: Stay down! The sleighbells are ringing and everyones singing to be of good cheeer... <> They can't see us at that range... Toshiro.. Shut up! *** SQD_Tenchu is now known as SQD_Tenchu2 hmm and stop smoking that shit in your free time.. <> * CPT_Wychin1 ACTION The UFO gets a bit closer... and closer ((2)) Its not getting closer, everyone! C'mon... its just your imagination... *** PVT_Chabert is now known as PVT_Chabert2 ::Decides hes gonna smoke "That Shit" when this is all over:: ::has his rifle hanging on his hip, but tightens the shoulderstrap to make it more stable:: ((hehehe)) *** PVT_Heide is now known as PVT_Heide1 ::looks the UFO up and down:: Snootchie...bootchies... * CPT_Wychin1 ACTION Several of the tanks fire at the UFO... specifically the plasma cannons protruding from the side sections. ::graps the handle of his gun:: ::looks arround:: Okay, boys and girls.. listen up. First off, we let our Ruskie friends do their work. Then... we mop up. Look, they've already begun... ::watches and shakes head:: THat's not going to do much , , ::ducks down into the trench:: ::shivers at the sheer size of the looming alien craft:: * LT1_Harrison2 ACTION First blood goes to the aliens, as a Soviet tank explodes in a welter of fire and blood. Fuck! Shit.. ::winces:: Awwe. Oh, it may look big, but seriously... they're just a bunch of big, cuddly pushovers... ::tracking the UFO and 'shuffling' through sketches of UFOs in his head, trying to identify it:: <> ::Chuckles:: ::shivers a bit in the extreme cold:: * CPT_Wychin1 ACTION Plumes of red and green fire erupt from the UFO's sides... as a whole mess of armor-piercing rounds hits the UFO UU pretty! Michael... * CPT_Wychin1 ACTION The three-story with big landing struts UFO turns the damaged side away... It's a battleship. Give your thanks to the dead... they're keeping the living alive. ::tiredly looks as sparks from the ap shells fly all over:: ::ducks down as a piece of charred metal flies overhead:: ::watches more of the Russians die:: not really We need some proper AA here, I feel. ::nods:: Right, I'm going through floor plans, not types. . . Anyone got a bazooka? Oh.. How many aliens on that thing...!? ((The dead know only one thing... it is better to be alive... -Quote from Full Metal Jacket)) About twenty they just need some tender lovin care... Too many by far. Did we bring any blaster launchers? really There's a stock of LAW's just inside the base...(( :) )) ::wishes he had an ICBM:: Yes, but we can rig something in the base to chop that in an easy half these aliens are just completly misunderstood * CPT_Wychin1 ACTION The UFO resumes firing at the russian tanks... sparks gush from one as the crew scramble out into the trenches. ((Skip the bad quotes for once will you? -Mikser,new years party 1997)) ::watches a Russian grab the box of LAWs, run off, and get vapourised by a stray plasma bolt:: ::Surprised anyones agreeing with him:: yeah... we should all just get along... ((Um Ok... -Me from 2 min ago)) ::looks as the russians get basically maudered:: ::scowls:: Fuckin ruskie! Can we knock it down? we cant get inside of it! Language! - Stans Mom He took the earth artillery.. ::Rips his sniper rifle from his back and pops it into a ready possition, taking a knee:: ::smiles non-committantly:: Yeah, lets try to get inside the minds of these aliens... what motive do they REALLY have for attacking us? ::grips both plasma pistols firmly:: World domination? yeah... but... heheh * CPT_Wychin1 ACTION The UFO lands, smoking and not firing... the russian tanks stop firing as well. * LT1_Harrison2 ACTION A recognisable figure scrambles out of one of the lead tanks, which is belching smoke from a dozen rents in it's side... it is the Russian Tank Commander in charge of this small brigade. ::lifts his machine gun up, placing it on the edgo of the trench, and pulls back the slide:: ::Blinks:: ::Frowns:: yeah.. World Domination starts in alaska... Guess you got me there... always remember that ::yells:: get under cover!!! Well, that's not something you see every day ::Thinks and turns to Tenchu:: nows your chance... ::gets down:: ::goes down:: Ground! We're practically already dominated.. *** LT1_Harrison2 is now known as Russian_Tank_Commander ::ducks:: ::tiredly kneels a bit so as to keep his head down:: chance for what? Huh? ::crouches down:: Um ::Blinks:: Didnt you wanna get that russian tank commander? ::is one one knee with his weapon ready:: ::waves his fist at the grounded UFO - and in a last gesture, it twists a plasma cannon to aim at him and fires:: * Russian_Tank_Commander ACTION The Tank Commander vanishes in a sunburst of plasma... <> ::Cries:: Fuckit. Great trick! He was such a great guy!! *** Russian_Tank_Commander is now known as LT1_Harrison ::Chuckles:: Shit.. ::Salutes as plasma blasts fly around him:: Kienas, stop the laughing.. ::Sniffs... it becomes very obvious that Toshiro is not himself...:: ::doesn't bother saying anything:: we'll carry his name with us forever. * CPT_Wychin1 ACTION As sparks gush from the UFO's side, something sounds like a sliding door opening repeatedly. That'll do pig... that'll do Yeah... what was his name? Dammit... ::whispers, hearing the noise:: Fuck! ::tightens his grip and shuts one eye:: Sir, that'll be the deploying . . . Dammit... he was a good man. They all were. ::shouts:: F*CKING BUGS! the doors probably just stuck! dont be foolish Stay down dammit! Don't fire until you can actually see the bastards! ::gets down again:: ::pokes his head up and scans carefully:: ::really wishes for an ICBM:: ::hefts his AK-47 towards the Ufo with his right hand,and removes the canteen with his left:: ::ducks down:: ::Is lying on his back, counting the stars...:: None have left, sir. <> We need some goddamn mininukes.. All inside... <> ::Is laying on his back making a snow angel:: ::lays in the trench, aiming his heavy plasma rifle over the edge :: Somebody wake up Tenchumaru.. ::puts the canteen in front of him,ready for use:: ::aims both plasma pistols at the UFO, just over the snow:: Cuz everybodys got something to hid, 'cept for me and my monkey... * CPT_Wychin1 ACTION Several russian guys fly out from behind their tanks, streaming blood ::pulls out his ACME brand min-nuke in a can! and gives it to the capt!:: ::Chuckles:: <> ::Points and laughs at the russians:: er wait... Sir, they're being cut to pieces out there! <> * CPT_Wychin1 ACTION Chabert trips and falls into the trench, face first :starts trying to walk, even though he's on his back:: ::creeps toward Tenchu and looks into his face:: <> <> ::Chuckles:: ::mutters something and looks at his rifle to check it:: <> ::Looks through Kamiya:: Private Heide, put that canteen away this moment. We don't want our troops incapacitated, do we? * CPT_Wychin1 ACTION One of the tanks opens up with an on-board cannon... there's a screech, and then several grenades fly towards the tank. Hmm...not good... ::grins evilly:: its all good... ::looks round:: ::Yawns as the ground beneath him shakes from stray blasts:: ::puts his head down:: ::frowns::Sergeant Poole,what do you think this canteen contains,sir sergeant sir? Scratch that, we got hostiles external. And they're grenadiers... sectoids? * CPT_Wychin1 ACTION The tank explodes... a russian comes out, on fire. ::creeps to the captain:: Sir, Tenchu is losing it... Come on lets shoot something! ::looks at Kamiya:: shit, we've got hostiles - Marines in Half-Life ::watches, gulping:: I never wanted to be in the Army, the Marines. . . well, shoot him up with something! No 'sir', Private, I'm no fucking offcier. And I know only too well what's in it. Alaska will do that to you ::Suddenly jumps up, rips his sniper rifle off from his back:: ::jumps on top the Ruskie dowsing the flames:: ::aggravatingly opens the canteen and drinks in large gulps until it is empty:: . . . I just wanted to build a better Mouse-trap ::hits a violent mood swing:: * CPT_Wychin1 ACTION A muton peeks out from behind a wrecked tank Should I sedate him, or pep him up? Mike... not the Army... Delta. ::salutes generally:: ::Quickly sites the alien and blows his head off:: ::Grins seeing the fire in Tenchu's eyes and says under his breath:: Kick ass... Hostile! ::blasts his machine gun at the muton:: Sir mix some petrol with rotten plants and piss,put it into a basket and let it stay there for a month and you have a drink fit for conquering the world sir! hahahahaha * CPT_Wychin1 ACTION The muton jerks back quickly... but not quickly enough, as there's a chunk of head lying in the snow... Hmm... Now that was fun! Tastes damn good sir! ::Laughs evilly:: ::then aims at the mutons general location:: Just so lonag as it isn't around when you're in my unit, Private. ::jumps back into the trench ready. :: ::Sees an alien and lines his crosshairs up with its neck:: ::chuckles at Heide:: Is that for us or the enemy? * CPT_Wychin1 ACTION Many more mutons appear from behind cover and start peppering the area with plasma. ::begins to wish he had something with some range rather than just this flamer...:: Don't worry sir already drank it all sir! ::decides that Tenchu berserk would be more of a combat asset than Tenchu melancholic:: ::looks at Kamiya quickly again:: ::Fires randomly at the emerging Muton:: DIE DIE DIE Make him fight! ::holds fire, waiting:: Oh wait... ::Fires once spraying muton chunks all over the snow, and covering a muton in his friends body parts:: ::opens fire on the Mutons with both pistols turned sideways, gangsta-style:: Screw it.. <> Fire!!! ::Blasts away at the aliens with his heavy plasma:: ::fires:: ::opens fire, nailing a couple aliens and seems surprised as they fall over:: ::seems to be beyond the point of taking orders:: ::Grins and quickly turns to another muton and begins to fire his SG 3 times... smearking the muton into the ground:: <> <> YEAH! ::fires his SAW in short bursts:: <> ::yawns and fires in short bursts:: * CPT_Wychin1 ACTION Several mutons go down spraying blood... others get behind cover... still others return fire. ::Is just following by tenchu's example:: ::Throws his sniper rifle on the ground:: ::readies a fast-acting tranquilizer injector, in case Tenchu...:: Oh no...! ::Turns and runs two feet, then stomps the bare snow:: ::holds down the trigger and for a fraction of a minute, looks just like RAMBO:: ::goes for some headshots, shooting the pistols simultaniously:: ::It breaks all the snow and puts a large dent in whatevers below it:: ::fires:: ::looks at the captain questioningly:: ::Reaches to his back for his sniper rifle:: * CPT_Wychin1 ACTION All of a sudden, plasma bolts rain down on the team. A squad of several floaters has floated up above a wrecked tank and opened fire on the team Dammit Tenchu! Get back in position!! ::Realizing its not there, heads back to pick it up:: ::aims up, fires:: Hostiles airborne! ::lifts up his heavy ass machine gun and fires:: ::Roars:: ::lays down in the snow, firing up at the floater's grav units:: ::aims at the floaters and still fires from under cover, not trying to hit anything but still making one hit:: ::Rolls out of the way as a plasma bolt melts the snow in front of him:: ::screeches in annoyance upon realising they are being fired from above:: Move! Move! Spread out! HOLD IT! ::realises we're a perfect strafe target:: ::gets up onto his knees, still firing:: ::runs a few meters and shoots a long buuuuuuuurst at the floaters:: ::crawls on his back through the trench, popping off shots at the floaters:: ::points his flamethrower towards the - tightly clustered - floaters... and lets rip::