MOSCOW- Character RP [IC]

by **The Isolationist State Of Islam** » Wed Sep 16, 2015 6:22 pm

It was 6:34 PM, it had just finished raining outside and his tarps had done a shit job protecting the inside of Kvet's house from rain. As a result there the floor was wet and cold, and there was the smell of rain inside. Kvetoslav was looking at the Vanquerian soldier he captured. When he looked he saw the soldier crying, no balling his eyes out. Sometimes the soldier would try and say something but it would come out as sobs. Kvet was tired of the sound and put some duck tape over the mans mouth to muffle him. It was only then that Kvet could really look around at his shelter. There was his AK-74 leaned against the wall, war torn but well maintained. Some basic provisions, canned beans, water nothing extravagant. One couldn't truly describe how shitty the house looked, run-down walls, torn down wallpaper, water damage, looked like some place even squatters wouldn't stay. What really drew Kvet eye however was his IED, two mortars, duck tape, some wires, and a cellphone. Who would think that could level a building, but sure enough it could. Kvet was enjoy the silence, until the soldiers sobs could be heard through the tape. "Stop crying" Kvet said obviously annoyed. But the soldier kept balling his eye bags red, and face wet with tears. "Look the sooner you tell me were they are, the sooner you get out of here" Kvet said angrily. The solider muffled something inaudible, but he was obviously not him telling Kvet what he wanted. "Do you know what freedom is. I-I-I mean true freedom, real freedom. People they-they about it, but they don't know what it is. They say-they say you know its democracy, or-or-or safety. You get the point. But they-they are wrong. Free-freedom is hard to describe, but this is what I think. Freedom is the ability to do what you want, when you want. Anarchy is the one true freedom. Now my dear Vanquarian you may think im wrong. B-but it is you who is wrong. Now soldier you must be wanting to tell me were the weapons will be. I will let you, then you will be free" Kvetoslav ripped the duck tape off of the soldiers face, and the solider responded "734 Ulitsa Lenina. Please let me go!" Kvetoslav chuckled, he knew the man wasn't lying. "Im sorry, but I just can't do that. Im sure you understand" Kvet said cruelly slipping a machete he placed nearby off the table. The solider began to sob again, he knew what was coming and he wanted to deny it, but he couldn't. Kvet took machete and sliced the mans throat open, pulling the tongue down and out of the cut, something often referred to as a Colombian neck-tie. Kvet slowly walked over to a ham radio he used to contact his friends in the freedom fighters. "Come in delta foxtrot, I have located the mothers, children, and angle kings please respond" Kvet said over the ham radio. There was a brief period of silence, though filled with radio static. Then a young voice came "Roger NE, we'll send a team to recover them, will you be joining?" Kvet waited for a few seconds before responding "Name one time I haven't"

by **Legatum** » Thu Sep 17, 2015 3:24 pm

The Duck Pond

William loves feeding the ducks every Sunday. He always gives his favourite, Bertha more bread then the others; but today he does not. Every duck receives two loaves before being stroked by the 80 year old. He throws five more loathes into the lake for them to eat. Later on, he will have to go shopping at Walmart for more bread. He gets up off the bench but falls over face into the ground before he reached his mobility scooter.

Code: Select all: Help me! I have fallen over while feeding the ducks. Come quick, my back is starting to hurt more. Please! Come to the duck pound!

by **Vanquaria** » Thu Sep 17, 2015 4:44 pm

Northern Moscow

Satellite imaging showed the mass amounts of FF forces in the area, especially the roof tops. A order was sent to the jets to halt their advance and fire from a long distance at every apartment and building they saw. The jets hovered for a moment then launched a barrage of missiles and mini gun fire, ripping apart streets of buildings and apartments. They did not care if there were still civilians inside the buildings. After a full 5 minutes of firing they stopped and flew away. Meanwhile the ground forces were also ordered to halt their advances and retreat back to the northern gate, destroying and killing civilians and buildings as they left.

Back in the base General Mackay was furious at the amount of FF there were inside Northern Moscow. Truly Vanquaria was losing control of its own city! He gave a series of orders to activate missile placements inside the Western base and Northern base and fire them at the northern regions. The missile placements were about a km from the city, in anonymous locations. There were hundreds of them, built as a way to destroy Moscow completely if worse became more worse. They activated then rumbled loudly for a moment. Then they fired, launching a barrage of altogether 50 ballistic incendiary missiles at the entire northern region of Moscow. They were to kill rebel and civilian alike with no mercy. And the sound and collateral damage of the explosion would be great.

Metro

Lucas strode deeper into the tunnel, leaving a stream of demon and zombie corpses behind him. He had heard gunfire and increased his pace. Then suddenly he arrived to see a massive demonic creature burst forth from a wall, about 50 metres from him. He sheathed his katana and pulled out his customised Desert Eagles. But when he was about to fire he saw a group of individuals. And one of them was...Liv?! He decided to pull back and watch from the shadows, his black armour and cloak providing camouflage and his night vision allowing him to watch from afar.

by **The Isolationist State Of Islam** » Thu Sep 17, 2015 7:12 pm

Kvetoslav was standing in the rubble of buildings in the northern district. He had just seen seven people die in front of his eyes. Fire from the missiles burned around him. Everybody that had died in front of him was innocent. They were stuck in the northern district, and they had to stay or they'd surely die. One body that stood out to Kvet, was that of a small child he knew. He played with this child, he laughed with this child, he knew the child's name, Dimitry. Now, Dimitry was dead, burned to a crisp, and Kvet was having a hard time hiding how he felt. In his heart he felt sadness, grief, vengeance. Kvet wanted whoever did this dead, dead with his head on a fucking pike. But Kvet couldn't show emotion now, there was a force of six men he had to lead to an arms stockpile. Kvet may not have seen it but he knew what was there, the Vanquarians were sloppy moving these guns, and even sloppier hiding the intelligence. As a result Kvet knew what was there, ten guards, forty AK-74's plus whatever the guards had, 10 Rocket Propelled Grenade launchers, or RPG's for short, Six thousand rounds of five point forty five millimeter ammunition, Three hundred, ninety three millimeters in diameter, PG-7VL rockets. All ripe for the taking. Kvet was to take this team as support as he kept over watch of the base were the munitions were being held. Give them a description of what the area looked liked, position of guards, ecetera. Kvet wasn't sure if he would be able to keep his cool much longer, and the stench of the dead bodies had just taken the air. Then one of the men following Kvet spoke up "Jesus Christ it smells like shit." Kvet turned around, and calmly spoke to the man. "If you refer to these dead people as shit again. I will personally take it upon myself to shove your head into the flames and burn you to death. Do I make myself clear?" The man was shocked by the comment and stepped back. "Look dude we're on the same side? I didn't mean to offend you by saying it smelt like shit." This man wan not smart, and Kvet responded to his comment by grabbing him by the neck and lifting him into the air, slowly chocking him. "What the fuck did I just say? Do you fail to see the gravity of this situation? Seven people just died in front of your eyes. Seven Innocent people! And you that the best response is to say it smells like shit? Look at that kid, that child over there. I laughed I played with that child, his name was Dimitry. You know what he liked? He liked trucks, soccer, the rain! His time in existence is over, because of some heartless fuck! Behind a screen who decided he was going to bomb a fucking child! You want to know what we're fighting for! We're fighting for them! And if you refer to what we're fighting for as shit, you are worse than shit yourself!" Kvet then threw the man to the ground before he passed out. "Now follow me to snipers nest or I will end you."

by **Azenyanistan** » Fri Sep 18, 2015 1:46 am

Vanquaria wrote:Northern Moscow

Satellite imaging showed the mass amounts of FF forces in the area, especially the roof tops. A order was sent to the jets to halt their advance and fire from a long distance at every apartment and building they saw. The jets hovered for a moment then launched a barrage of missiles and mini gun fire, ripping apart streets of buildings and apartments. They did not care if there were still civilians inside the buildings. After a full 5 minutes of firing they stopped and flew away. Meanwhile the ground forces were also ordered to halt their advances and retreat back to the northern gate, destroying and killing civilians and buildings as they left.

Back in the base General Mackay was furious at the amount of FF there were inside Northern Moscow. Truly Vanquaria was losing control of its own city! He gave a series of orders to activate missile placements inside the Western base and Northern base and fire them at the northern regions. The missile placements were about a km from the city, in anonymous locations. There were hundreds of them, built as a way to destroy Moscow completely if worse became more worse. They activated then rumbled loudly for a moment. Then they fired, launching a barrage of altogether 50 ballistic incendiary missiles at the entire northern region of Moscow. They were to kill rebel and civilian alike with no mercy. And the sound and collateral damage of the explosion would be great.

Metro

Lucas strode deeper into the tunnel, leaving a stream of demon and zombie corpses behind him. He had heard gunfire and increased his pace. Then suddenly he arrived to see a massive demonic creature burst forth from a wall, about 50 metres from him. He sheathed his katana and pulled out his customised Desert Eagles. But when he was about to fire he saw a group of individuals. And one of them was...Liv?! He decided to pull back and watch from the shadows, his black armour and cloak providing camouflage and his night vision allowing him to watch from afar.

The Saracen Commanders now thought of something. They had some amount of anthrax with them. And since time has passed, the Saracens could now launch rockets filled with anthrax at the fleeing Vanquarian ground forces and use white phosphorus as well from the old Azen stockpiles of white phosphorus.

Over 70 rockets were filled with anthrax and there were 44 rockets filled with white phosphorus. A certain mortar emplacement was even armed with white phosphorus.

The Saracens may have lost most of their howitzers, over 200 of their fighters and supporters and some of their other artillery...but the Saracens were Saracens and they were going to bring the might and wrath of the Muslims and of the Russians and of the Azens and of the other people of Asia against the Vanquarians.

They still had thousands of fighters, more than 10000 supporters and over 30 mortars, over 5 howitzers and a lot of firearms and ammunition.

Saracen forces were also chasing the air power of the Vanquarians on their technicals, firing at them with their MANPADs or with their mounted anti-aircraft guns or weapons.

The Saracens eventually loaded their remaining artillery with anthrax or white phosphorus. Soon...the Saracens launched a counter attack.

Over 77 rockets were launched that day at the west and the east. And more than 88 shells were fired as well. The Saracens will be expecting a lot of heat but the Saracens will also expect...a lot of enemy casualties.

Now, the Saracens have lost 620 people. But that will not stop them.

by **The Selkie** » Fri Sep 18, 2015 2:40 am

Since it will be very unfriendly to call the monster "the monster" all the time, we will call him Bob.
Bob didn't like to be pelted with bullets, so he took a swing at the pelting him with them. One could think, that his affinity for close quarters combat and his size would be of disadvantage here, but in these surroundings, it wasn't. He took a swing with his large, mighty blade at some of the closer people, smashing them with his weapon and into the next wall.
He didn't know, if they survived this, but he honestly didn't care.
If they did, he would take care of them later - now, he had more pressing matters to attend to. He was fighting in a metro-tunnel.
Someone fired something at him, which exploded and really stung in his side, where he was protected by his leathery, thick skin, and not his armour.
Bob roared, a sound, which had quite a large echo in the subterran metro and would surely make some people deaf.
He then took another swing, this time in the direction from which the hurty-thing had come from.

Liv, meanwhile, looked at the thing and aimed her small handgun, contributing what she could, searching for weakpoints in both armour and skin, but it was all too thick. Then, one of her new friends fired a grenade from his launcher.
The beast roared. If it was pain or not, Liv was unable to tell, but still, she called over to her friends: "Flank that bastard! Heaviest stuff you have! Loose Formation!"
Someone flew past her. Ladra, I should have become a priestess..., Liv thought as she complied to her own order, hoping for the best.

by **The Mirelands** » Fri Sep 18, 2015 10:56 am

The meeting was in a small coffee shop. The man was dressed rather brightly for a native of the city. He had two thugs with him.

He sat down and seemed rather full of himself. He started rather cockily:
"I don't like being verbose. I don't like taking up too much time. I'm a busy guy, so I'll cut to the chase. I have interest in every smuggling operation on every side of the city. You want military grade weapons? I can get it. You want dope? I can get it. A woman with tits the size of watermelons? I can get it. I can get anything I want from anyone I want. The only smuggling operation I dont have in my cloak, is you. I've been reading up on you. Your the good guy smuggler. No whores, no drugs, no guns. You smuggle in food, smuggle out relatives. You're a family friendly fugitive. Here's the problem. I have the contract for a major score. So much of everything it'll cause prices to plummet in the black market. I need all hands on deck or else everyone is going down. From the freedom fighters, to the religious cooks, to the guys like you trying to scrape out a living. Shoot, even some big military personel will go down if we mess up and the investigation goes far enough."

Ties was intrigued. "But I thought you wanted someone smuggled in?"

"I said that just to get your attention. I know how you think. You like a challenge but you don't like to break your morals. Well here's the thing. You will be breaking your morals. And do you know why? Because you like the rest of us WILL. BE. ******! Get on board, or get ******."

The man gave Ties a card and he left.

The card read

The Crow

"You can contact me on the wire. I know you know how to use it."

With that he left. He left Ties with a card and the largest moral dilemma of his life.

by **Esgonia** » Sat Sep 19, 2015 12:12 am

"AAAAHHHH!"
'Bob' had incapacitated both HUNTR-6 and HUNTR-3. Knocking them and making them unable to move
"Man down! Man down!"
"Quick! Get them up!"
Chaos ensued between them, as the HUNTR Teams try to take down this horrifying freak of nature. Kotori was down to 2 magazines on her weapon and still he was kicking what a thick skin. Then she heard what the girl had said, flank him.
"TEAM! FLANK RIGHT!"
"Yes sir!"
As two of the Agents flank right while Kotori distracted him, shooting him in the face and eyes. The agent with the grenade launcher loaded up a special grenade, filled with incendiary this time. He aims for the back of the head, and fires.

by **The Selkie** » Sat Sep 19, 2015 7:44 am

Esgonia wrote:"AAAAHHHH!"
'Bob' had incapacitated both HUNTR-6 and HUNTR-3. Knocking them and making them unable to move
"Man down! Man down!"
"Quick! Get them up!"
Chaos ensued between them, as the HUNTR Teams try to take down this horrifying freak of nature. Kotori was down to 2 magazines on her weapon and still he was kicking what a thick skin. Then she heard what the girl had said, flank him.
"TEAM! FLANK RIGHT!"
"Yes sir!"
As two of the Agents flank right while Kotori distracted him, shooting him in the face and eyes. The agent with the grenade launcher loaded up a special grenade, filled with incendiary this time. He aims for the back of the head, and fires.

Bob was thrilled, since he had a rush of murderous intend.
Some of the little humans were crushed, some ran around like headless chicken and he had the advantage in such a close space. Just as he wanted to make another swing, order returned to the humans, following a few yells by one of the little humans he thought to be female.
She shot at him with her little guns, aiming for his face and mostly hitting, while some shots went for the eyes. Now that was more distracting, not directly a threat as his eyes were rather small to begin with, but the bullets stung like little insects poking him in the face. Bob prepared to make a swing...
...as something not only exploded against the back of his head, but also burned worse then the hell he came from. Now, Bob wasn't thrilled anymore.
He was furious.
With a roar, he lunged at the little human, who distracted him with her bullets, while his tails swiped at the humans to his left, the ones with the explody-and-burny thing. It wouldn't kill them, maybe take them off their feet, but his target was the human in front of him, after all.
Even if he died, and the chances were uncomfortably high by now as the back of his head burned and his armour was getting weaker and weaker, he would take that one with him. He wouldn't show any mercy to her, just to show her, why hell was hell.
And he would make it slowly...

by **ISAF-Usea** » Sat Sep 19, 2015 12:56 pm

Since Gary had nothing better to do, he decided to head towards the sound of screaming in the metro. So he stood up, and headed towards the gunfire and screaming. As he neared the sounds, he saw the horrifying creature battling the HUNTRs. Knowing that they had he situation under control, Gary simply sat down in a cross-legged position and watch the carnage as he also resumed listening in on comm chatter. From what he could gather, gov't forces were currently doing a genocide against some sort of rebels, which had been a nuisance to them for awhile. Currently though, the gov't was getting pounded by the rebs's artillery. That artillery could come in handy if Gary ever got in a tight situation... It would be pretty easy to get the Cross com to replicate an officer's or reb's voice.

by **Esgonia** » Sun Sep 20, 2015 6:23 am

'Bob', with the back on his head on fire and was showing signs of weakening, had attacked with great ferocity once again.
He swung his tail at the two HUNTR Agents. knocking them off their feet. Then charged at Kotori.
"Damnit, he's getting close"
She dodges his attack by rolling away, and accidentally slips on a banana peel.
"WOOOOOOOAAAAAAHHHH!" As she slides and falls to the ground. Fortunately, it gave her a bigger advantage, as the distance between her and the monster. Once she regained her strength, she got back to her feet quickly, pulls out her revolvers and opens fire on the monster while keeping mobile and making sure nothing obstracted her.
Meanwhile, Koko grabs her shotgun and loads a "Dragon's Breath" round while the two HUNTR's get back on their feet and loads their Grenade Launchers, this time, one of them loads a specialized "Acid" round, filled with a classified corrosive liquid that could corrode even the toughest of metals. He only had one round of this for testing so the agent made sure that this shot count. He carefully takes aim at the monster's burning back, and both HUNTR Agents fire simultaneously, one with the Acid round, the other with an incendiary round, while Koko and the others open fire with their small arms.

by **Imperial Esplanade** » Sun Sep 20, 2015 8:42 am

Northern Moscow
In the midst of such turmoil on the streets, Emmy had gotten separated from the group as they were racing to the front-lines of the fighting. Emmy looked all around for Gregori and the other kids, but they had already turned the corner and created some separation between them and Emmy. Then, the rockets from the Vanquarian aircraft came and caused all sorts of havoc. Emmy grabbed a couple people and pulled them into a building with them, just as several dozen people were ripped to shreds between the missiles and the planes' guns. Blood, body parts, and organs are splattered all over the street, and Emmy was fortunate to escape their fates at the very last second. While the particular building they were in survived the initial sortie, Emmy knew they would be returning. After their initial run, Emmy grabbed the people she pulled inside with her and ran across the street into the burning building across the street... and moments after, a huge explosion went off from the original building they were in from a Vanquarian bomb drop.

Meanwhile, just a block over, Gregori had been rushing toward the fighting when the original sortie made their pass. He had no idea what was about to happen. As the fighters blazed by overhead, Gregori jumped out of the way before a path of bullets that was quickly approaching him, just narrowly missing it... or so he thought. Gregori felt an excruciating pain from his left arm, turning to look and discovering it had been completely shot off by the gunfire. Gregori then felt the massive explosion from the bombing run as the aircraft then bombed all nearby buildings, knocking Gregori to the ground. He looked around for his siblings, only to tragically find their bodies lying with the rest of the casualties.

by **The Isolationist State Of Islam** » Sun Sep 20, 2015 10:17 am

Kvetoslav was inside a rundown tenement, the bombing runs had destroyed most of the building. Rubble covered the tiled floor of the kitchen he was setup in. He had his Dragunov SVD sticking out the windowsill. His escort of six had been riddled down to two. They knew what they were getting into, and he gave them all a chance to leave. Now the two that were left were guarding the hallways. The sky was grey and there wasn't any wind. He looked to the base were the weapons were being held. ten guards, and four of them are shitfaced. Kvet's job was to provide covering fire for the group of seven who were currently hiding in a building near the base. Kvet's shot would sound off the attack, and the ground team managed to setup explosives on one of the walls of the base. Kvet rested his sights on the man who was obviously the base's general. You could tell by the way he walked, act, dressed, all to formal for regular soldiers. Kvet waited for another bombing run. The sound would drown out his shot. Maybe then he would be able to take out a soldier and general before they noticed. Then sounded the bombing run. The roar of the jets deafened Kvet's shot, and he watched as the beacon of light flew and ripped apart the generals head. Then the jets had flown over, and the next shot wouldn't be silent. Kvet still took the shot however, and the shot was plunged into the chest of one of the sober soldiers. Then there was a boom. The ground team detonated the explosives, and it blew apart one of the walls in which two drunk soldiers were leaning against, blowing them apart as well. Then the ground team of seven rushed in and their gunshots echoed. By the end of the firefight three of the Freedom fighters died, and all but one of the soldiers were alive. Kvet however didn't notice something when he pulled the trigger that second time, but he did now. There as a small child laying by the blown up wall. He was covered in blood, and as far as Kvet could tell he was cry. Kvet was torn apart by the sight, he killed a child. Tears began to flow from his eyes, and soon he would be enraged. "Are we going to get down there?" One of his guards said. "Give me, one fucking minute. O fuckin' k?" Kvet said. "Christ, what crawled up your ass?" Said the guard. Kvet didn't respond. He waited three minutes before he got up. "Alright, lets head to the base"

by **The Selkie** » Sun Sep 20, 2015 3:54 pm

Esgonia wrote:'Bob', with the back on his head on fire and was showing signs of weakening, had attacked with great ferocity once again.
He swung his tail at the two HUNTR Agents. knocking them off their feet. Then charged at Kotori.
"Damnit, he's getting close"
She dodges his attack by rolling away, and accidentally slips on a banana peel.
"WOOOOOOOAAAAAAHHHH!" As she slides and falls to the ground. Fortunately, it gave her a bigger advantage, as the distance between her and the monster. Once she regained her strength, she got back to her feet quickly, pulls out her revolvers and opens fire on the monster while keeping mobile and making sure nothing obstracted her.
Meanwhile, Koko grabs her shotgun and loads a "Dragon's Breath" round while the two HUNTR's get back on their feet and loads their Grenade Launchers, this time, one of them loads a specialized "Acid" round, filled with a classified corrosive liquid that could corrode even the toughest of metals. He only had one round of this for testing so the agent made sure that this shot count. He carefully takes aim at the monster's burning back, and both HUNTR Agents fire simultaneously, one with the Acid round, the other with an incendiary round, while Koko and the others open fire with their small arms.

Bob was furious.
Although the little nimble human had slipped and was on the ground, he still missed, while the others were pelting him - the backup from others of his kind he had called for was getting late as well. Maybe they didn't even hear him.
He didn't want to think about this as he was getting weaker and weaker.
He was going to die very soon, thanks to these humans and their fire-granades and stingy-things.
Bob took a swing, but missed again, the human was just too nimble.
They were wearing him down as the back of his head burned - then, there was new pain erupting as two of the new granades exploded against his back. One was fire and while it brough pain and didn't make him think right, it mostly burned against his skin.
The other brought a new sensation, a horrible sensation as something melted through his armour and onto his skin, soon opening it to the body of the beast. Bob flailed in pain, not seeing straight through it, kicking and roaring and hitting everywhere.
"Get back!", Liv called to her companions in this fight. Not that Bob understood her, even if his heart wouldn't be pumping wildly droning everything else out, even if his ears weren't burned away, it would still be just something hearing at the edge of his hearing, like an animal's chirping. "He'll bring the tunnel down!"
While he couldn't think straight enough to actually aim his blows, he still hit important things. Things like the metro tunnel's support beams. Pure adrenaline, pain, hate and lust for revenge kept him going by now as he smashed his sword against the wall and beams and everywhere he could reach.
Suddenly, it all came to a merciful stop, as Bob received concrete, earth and other things to his head, tons and tons of it - around ten seconds later, Bob was not moving anymore and so was the cave in, which buried him.
Liv climbed to her feet on one side. The dust didn't settle by now, but Bob was dead. This whole thing must have attracted some attention, especially the cave-in. The Selkie had seen tanks, which didn't eat this much ammunition.
But still... even if she wasen't completely seperated from the other side, if the cave-in wasn't completely blocking, the question still was... who was on her side of the tunnel?

by **The Mirelands** » Sun Sep 20, 2015 4:02 pm

Ties awoke sick to his stomach. He wasn't a fan of smuggling contraband. He didn't want to contribute to the troubles of the city. Yet he felt he hadn't a choice. In its own messed up way the only form of stability was the understanding the city would always be in chaos. That chaos was sustained by the black market that keeps the freedom fighters and rebels fed clothed and armed. The same black markets keep the gangs on the east side controlling their turf without problem. The same black market provided whores for the military soldiers to relieve themselves instead of them raping and pilaging innocent women.

He was sick about it but he decided to help. He looked for the crow on the wire and began simply wrote him : "I'm in."

by **Vanquaria** » Sun Sep 20, 2015 4:31 pm

Metro

Lucas watched the fight intensify. These armed men certainly had a impressive arsenal. He may need help capturing them for questioning. He activated his wrist device and recorded the fight. This would be valuable later on. Lucas kept to the shadows, about a hundred metres from the fight to the right side. He stayed wrapped in his black cloak to the left side of the tunnel wall, recording the fight. The demonic beast was about to be slain, he thought as the fight seemed to come into its end phase. And when it did I will kill them all in one go with this Semtex grenade. Then suddenly the entire tunnel began to shake. The demon was destroying the vital structures holding this tunnel.

Shit. Lucas backed away as the tunnel began to collapse. He was about to lose sight of his targets. And Liv was one of them. As the upper wall began to drop he pulled out a Semtex, activated it for a 3 second explosion time and threw it at the HUNTRs and Liv before running away from the scene. But a large piece of rock caught him by the side, flinging him a few metres foward. "Aargh!" Lucas grunted. Even with his new cybernetic body and suit he could still feel pain. He was flung onto the hard ground. I have got to get out of here, he thought. Sooner or later all this commotion will attract unwanted persons or creatures. The commando got up quickly and stumbled away. He would contact HQ about the situation and these armed individuals in the Metro. Also he would tell them that Liv could be a suspected deserter and traitor. But for now, he would get out of the Metro.

by **The Isolationist State Of Islam** » Tue Sep 22, 2015 5:43 pm

Kvetoslav had just finished taking inventory of the weapons. Everything was there, the Kalashnikovs, the ammo, the explosives, everything. The freedom fighters took the Kalashnikovs, most of the ammo, and all but one of the RPGs, but they had left Kvet with everything else. Which meant he had a new way to reek explosive destruction on the Vanquarian military. Unfortunately he had no information on how to properly do so. Luckily however there was one person who was left alive during the raid. Some Vanquarian nobody, and they were often the best way to get information. After all who are they loyal to? Their country? No he wasn't a veteran. Probably just some nineteen year old who got drafted and sent here to fix the problem. He however might have valuable information, perhaps he heard some of the radio chatter from his general. Either way he'd be fun to toy with. Kvet slowly approached the soldier who was now tied with rope, and crouched down next to him. "Me and you are going to become very, very good friends"

by **The Mirelands** » Wed Sep 23, 2015 10:53 am

Ties Viks was walking on his way to meet a friend and was hit with a bullet to the head. He died lying on the pavement looking up at the rain falling on his face. A person walking up to his dying corpse said: "F****** smuggler."

by **Azenyanistan** » Fri Sep 25, 2015 12:17 am

The Saracens rallied. United, they numbered more than 4000, after getting more freedom fighters into the fight while the rest treated the wounded or dealt with the dead. Soon, the Saracens got trucks or technicals. Gradually, the Saracens boarded their vehicles and waited for the order to attack. The transports moved into position to move quickly on attack, waiting for the same order.

The Saracen commanders discussed among one another what to do. Soon, they finalized their plans: Attack the west.

After checking their weapons and ammunition, the Saracens were given the order to attack. In minutes, over 100 trucks and over 100 technicals went out of the Saracen part of the city and were going to charge the western part of the city, aiming to attack the Vanquarian loyalists in Moscow.

The Saracen banners flew in the wind as dozens of Saracens carried them as they rode the trucks or technicals. Thousands were on vehicles but hundreds were on foot.

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by **Esgonia** » Fri Sep 25, 2015 1:21 am

As the monster had fallen by the grenades and hitting the support pillars in the process, the tunnel caved in, forcing Kotori and the rest to run. Shouting to the Vanquarian soldier
"OH SHIT! LET'S GO LET'S GO!"
Once the tunnels had collapsed and the monster buried deep in the rubble, they stopped to take a breather and assessed the situation.
"Ammo check and casualties." Says Kotori, panting. "3 wounded, we have half the ammo we got left, Snips." replies Koko, after asking the other HUNTR Agents on their magazines.
"Equipment check."
"Mask and goggles good to go."
"Same here, sir!."
"D-don't worry about us, sir, we can walk and shoot" said the wounded agents.
The others reply the same answer. Feeling somehow relived, Kotori reloads her last magazine then proceeds deeper into the tunnel. "Guys, follow me. Since we can't go back, we'll have to head this way. Remember, 3 meter spread, don't bunch up. Fire in bursts this time." said Kotori as the team moves up through the tunnels. This time, they noticed that there was no demonic activity in the area.

Strange. Did they all run off or something? Koko says to herself. After several minutes of wandering around, they see a bright red light shining from the tunnel ceiling along with loud and disturbing noises. A closer investigation spots a flight of staircases they could take upstairs. Kotori then tells them to head upstairs and see what they could find. Koko lead the team upstairs, scanning their ascent into the upper floor while Kotori took the rear.

Once all of them headed upstairs, they were met by nothing else but a single metal door. One of the agents approaches it and opens it with no hassle.
"Heh, guess that we're welcome, sir." Snickered HUNTR-7. Kotori goes inside with Koko following them, telling the others to stay, they were visited by a horrible sight.

But she noticed that the second daughter was not there, indicating she might have survived. Without hesitation, she takes the pictures of the gruesome remains of the Ambassador and his family's carcasses and informs Kotori about it. Kotori nods, and proceeds to head back outside quickly and quietly. As both of them get back outside, they shut the door quietly. One of the Agents then asks her what was in there.
"We'll talk about this later, it's not safe here. Let's go back downstairs and head back to the tunnels." Says Kotori as she moves out. The others nod as Koko took the rear. Once there were all back in the tunnels they once again go deeper into the damned Metro.

by **Neo Philippine Empire** » Fri Sep 25, 2015 5:31 am

Palcio de Deus

It was the most interesting day to start the new age

Undoubtly after Walter von Fleischer had defeated the initial attack force of Vanquaria, he was proclaimed as a military genius of Dundorf and instead of being the Fuhrer. He was then proclaimed as the Emperor of the Empire of Dundorf. Then so after he was proclaimed as Emperor, Walter asked the people to donate all their their belongings which involved Gold. This was then used to forge a crown. People cheered as Walter officially became the Emperor of Dundorf and became Walter I.

However, Walter felt that no content of being the Emperor of Dundorf. So then he went as far as proclaiming himself as the Messiah of the new world and the personal reincarnation of Allah and Jesus. Then so he established the religion of Allahu Akbarnism and renamed Dundorf as Allahuebombardistan. Then he then made the Bible and proclaimed those under him will be called Jihadi. The national anthem became Saleem Sawarim. People then bow down to the new god namely as Allahu al-Allahuebombardistan. He then tried to spread his sphere of influence further in Moscow. Through the means of appointing prophets who would claim that Allah will save them all from the crisis they are suffering.

The God Allahu al-Allahuebombardistan

The religion spread further in Moscow, taking advantage to the people who are in severe need of assistance to be saved by Allah. So then they spread further the good news of the reincarnation of Allah with the help of his prophets. People rejoiced at the sight of Allah returning, in contrast to their old belief that the Lord God would save them, but now right in their eyes, they saw their new god which led them to follow a new faith. But then incidents came to be which brought great dishonor to the religion.

But then the achievements of the new religion outweighed more than the events that occurred in congruent to the religion. But then so, Allahu Akbarism was then formed with Allah al-Allahuebonbardistan as the new God.

by **Azenyanistan** » Fri Sep 25, 2015 5:45 am

The Saracens were angry. Almost all of them were angry. As they went on their 1st offensive against the Vanquarians, the offensive was halted. Why? To deal with a threat in the center and in the east. The Saracens stopped. And the Saracens returned to the north.

by **Azenyanistan** » Fri Sep 25, 2015 6:02 am

"READY!!!"

"READY!"

"ALL GUNS ARE READY!"

There were 33 new guns, 33 new Saracen guns.

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The Saracens had 33 new guns that were all different but they had the ammunition for it. Because they made it. They took the entire north.

And now, they are going to use it in their anger and vengeance against the east and center.

Again.

"FIRE FIRE FIRE!!!"

And soon the air was filled with smoke and flashes and explosions!!!!

The Saracens were bombarding the center and the east again!!!

And they were targeting most especially...the Filipino extremists and the followers of the religion that made fun of Lawrence, hero of Azens.

With several shells, an estimated 200 or 100 shells being thrown at them by 33 guns. The crews were going fast and were not going to stop. For they were Saracens. And they had friends and families.

by **Azenyanistan** » Fri Sep 25, 2015 6:20 am

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"SSSSSSSSSAAAAAAAAAARRRAAAAACEEENS!!!!!!!!!! FOR THE SARACENS!!!!!!!!!!" Shouted a young freedom fighter as he held up his weapon into the air, witnessing several Saracen trucks with rockets fire their weapons at Dundorf or at the cultists. The Saracens had many trucks with rockets.

What is more, they also had captured a lot of Katyushas which they had made better, replacing the rockets with better ones.

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Saracen fighters who were charging on foot or on motorcycles or even technicals were cheering on their artillery and their rockets.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

BOOM!!!!!!

BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!!!!!!

The Saracen fighters shouted

"LET'S GO! LET'S GO!!!" as they passed them by.

The artillery continued

The rockets continued to fly.

The Saracens were punishing the east and center with what they can get and what they have and what they have made better.

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And what was a rare sight to all was this

An Israeli weapon.

And it was in Saracen hands.

They had only one. But it was enough to make more people join the Saracens.

That weapon was firing a few but powerful rockets at the east, where Dundorf was.

by **The Isolationist State Of Islam** » Sat Sep 26, 2015 2:48 pm

Kvetoslav was sitting on an old wooden chair in front of his new prisoner. The prisoner was tied to a chair just like Kvet's. Kvet was trying to look into the mans eyes, but the man had them closed and was trying to deny what was going to happen. "This is all a dream. I-I'm going to wake up and it will all be over." "As much as I enjoy hearing you act like a helpless bitch Mr.Nikulin, I'd prefer it if you answered my question. Did you, or did you not, hear your general mention anything of importance." Mr.Nikulin however went back to mumbling to himself, and trying to deny the fact that something bad could happen to him. Kvet grabbed him by his head and forced him to open his eyes. "Look at me. Look into my eyes. Do you know who I am? I am the man who gets to decide wether you live, or you die. This is the man who can make you squeal like a pig if you don't tell me what I want to hear. This isn't a fucking dream, and you won't be waking up. Now, you're going to tell me if you know anything that I can use to hurt the Vanqurians." Kvet said, very clearly. "Fuck you." Nikulin responded. Kvet responded to this by pushing Nikulin onto his back so he was looking upward. "Tell me Nikulin. You don't look like a veteran, so do you know what your people do daily?" Nikulin didn't respond to the question. "Cat got your tongue? Never the matter I'll tell you. They bomb innocent people Nikulin. Women, children, elderly, they don't discriminate. There was this one child Nikulin, Dimitri. He was burnt to a crisp because of your military's fire bombs." Kvet then strolled and grabbed a jerry can, and rag. "Now, I figure that kids suffering is not an isolated incident, and I figure if I can't kill the motherfucker who ordered the fire bombs. I might as well kill one of the bastards who carry out his orders. So that can be you, or somebody else. The choice is yours Nikulin." "Fuck you. I won't betray my people!" Nikulin responded. "Your people, are all desceptive, amoral, children killing, rapist, motherfuckers. Each and everyone has blood on their hands, and each and everyone deserves to die. The only reason you are even still alive! Is because you are of some use, but if you continue to annoy me I will make sure you die, and it will be slow, and painful. Now tell me what I need to know" "Fuck you!" Kvet then kicked him in the ribs. "You are one original motherfucker you know that? unfortunately your sly tongue will be your downfall"

Kvet tossed the rag onto Nikulin's face, and opened the jerry can. "You ever hear the term waterboarding? If not you're in for a treat. You're going to think you're drowning." Kvet then began to pour water onto the rag. He gave the man thirty seconds before running out of water. "Ya ready to tell me what I need to know yet?" "Fuck you! You think I'll break that easy!" "I like your spunk, but I do have worse methods you know. Much more visible too" Kvet pulled out a knife, and pulled some salt packets out of his pocket. "Wha-what are you going to do?" Nikulin said. "Well Nikulin, I'm going to hurt you. Until you tell me what I want." Kvet then plunged his knife through Nikulin's hand and twisted it around. Nikulin screams could be heard a block away. "FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! STOP! OH GOD STOP!" "Are you ready to tell me?" "FUCK YOU!" "Well apparently you aren't in enough pain lets try this" Kvet then took out the knife and poured salt on the wound. Then sticking the knife back in and twisting. "FUCK!" Nikulin screamed repeatedly. After a minute of Nikulin screaming fuck and not revealing the info, Kvet decided to do one more thing before getting extreme. Kvet stuck the knife up Nikulin's nose, causing him to scream in pain. But still he didn't break, and after a minute of twists Kvet pulled out the knife. "Nikulin, you look like a man who likes sex, but then again who isn't?" Kvet slowly ran the blunt of the knife along Nikulin, before reaching this penis. "I'm going to five you one last chance Nik. You'll tell me the infor, or I will cut of your dick." "You dont have the balls!" Kvet then raised the knife. "You willing to risk it?" Nikulin thought for a bit before responding. "Burn in hell" Kvet then plunged the knife into the man dick, and Nikulin let out a screach. Then Nikulin broke into tears. "You bastard! You fuck! Fuck you!" "I can cause more pain. Now are you going to tell me something?" "They have a convoy coming through here tomorrow! Make it stop! Please make it stop!"

Kvet looked down upon Nikulin and grinned. "Well if thats what you want" Kvet then sliced the Nikulins throat, and let his blood drain out on the floor. Nikulin was still alive, but he wouldn't be for long. Kvet leaned in and whispered "Welcome to Moscow fucker"

MOSCOW- Character RP [IC]

Saracen Offensive

God! God!

Bombardment

ROCKETS!!!!

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