Hell on Earth(Open RP thread)

[Sarcalogos Roma]

The dead are walking in Sarcalogos Roma.

An infectious plague has spread throughout Sarcalogos Roma, killing thousands only to bring their corpses back to feast on the flesh of the living. People are besieged in their homes by friends and family members.

The cause of this plague is currently debatable, but many believe it is a mutated strain of disease caused by the inappropriate disposal of nuclear waste by Sarcalogos Roma's vast nuclear power industry. Whatever the case, the country is in crisis.
The Emperor has sent a distress call to any and all who will listen, but he still waits for answers. Will the nations of the world aid us or abandon us?

This is an open role playing thread. Any one may join, no need to ask permission.


The Message
In a deserted store, a radio receives static. A message begins to relay through.
"An-.....any.....I repeat, this message is to anyone able to listen. This is Field Marshal Darius Alcraxuia. My cohort, which was sent as a relief force for the city, has been over run and I fear that I am the lone survivor. Before we were overtaken, we had received word that the Emperor's palace had been over run too. All communication with government officials and high ranking commanders was lost. This plague has claimed hundreds of thousands of people and is quickly beginning to spread to other countries."
The speaker pauses as loud thumps and a slow, bone chilling moan is heard over the speakers.
"I don't have long. Please, if you are hearing this message, you must get out of this land. You must survive. You must persist. You are Sarcalogos Ro-"
A crash is heard over the speakers along with several moans and the blood curdling scream of a man about to die.

[Hundermenschen]

*Many men handling the telegrams and radio communications were usually use to hearing just their soldiers on recon missions around the world but something caught their attention, it sounded as if it were a distress call of some sort, one of the members of the communications would then say to the higher ranked member.*

"Sir we got something on the radio, it sounds like a distress call fromt he nation of Sarcalogos Roma, something about an infection killing their people, what should we do?"

*The higher ranking member would then look at a radar which scanned thousands of miles from their borders seeing many red flares from the mysterious nation his eyes opening wide then replying.*

"We need to send a force to help erradicate those things, radio the HMS Luft, we're going to send in a team by dropship, that should bring those zombie things down."

*The telegram operator would nod typing in many characters on the keyboard at a high speed.*

*Meanwhile on the aircraft carrier of the HMS Luft 2 dropships loading 30 soldiers each were already prepared for the launch, this was a drill that was noramlly ran by naval air forces. The ships would then fly to the direction of the infected nation, large clouds of smoke were seen already even hundreds of miles away from the landing zone.*

[Allandium]

(OOC: Before I post, what tech is this?)

[Hundermenschen]

(OOC: Before I post, what tech is this?)

Mine is 2030 era.

[Allandium]

(OOC: Before I post, what tech is this?)

Mine is 2030 era.

PMT it is then.

[Hundermenschen]

(Ooc: you posting?)

[Allandium]

The Allandium floating base of Giant is a gleaming example of Allandium ingenuity and engineering. The Allandium soldiers stationed are preparing to face the undead. Newly made amphibious tanks are being deployed for the first time while Allandium soldiers are armed with state of the art laser weaponry. Drones had already gone onto the mainland to scout for availible positions for Allandium landing. A large vehicle launched out of Giant and transformed itself into a walking ship.
The invasion starts now.

[Hundermenschen]

*Eventually the dropships would land on a four way intersection, they had not seen the drones watching them, also 4 tanks would drive out from the belly of the ships spreading out watching for any movement as the perimeter was secured, the missile launchers would unfold from the backs of the dropships as it cirled the team incase of an attack but something was wrong, there was nothing but an abandoned city, the tanks would split off from the group of foot soldiers driving down the streets in a group the gunners on the top cannon watching around for movement. Meanwhile the foot soldiers were walking through the streets watching everywhere, it was quiet, one of the privates would then say to one of the squad leaders.* "Sir it seems way too quiet here..."

[Sarcalogos Roma]

Smoke rose from the golden palace, a once gleaming symbol of wealth and power sitting atop a high cliff above a deserted city. Inside, expensive tapestries and artifacts thousands of years old were sprawled across the throne room. Corpses shambled their way across the marble floors.
Down a large set of hidden steps in the corner, a group of the creatures were clawing at an iron door until their flesh was ripped off and the bones were sharp as knives.
Inside the room, the few palace guards that lived stood by the door, grim and in despair. The Emperor stood in a room in the back with what was left of his regime. They had obviously spent the last few weeks stuck in the room, faces gaunt and unwashed. Senator Caligiala was separating what was left of the food and the Emperor was working at a broken radio when Senator Martin bolted over from the small cliff window that he spent most of his time looking out from.
"My Lord! They've come! They've come!" He declared with tears gleaming in his eyes.
The Emperor looked up with his heavy eyes. "Who?"
Senator Martin suddenly frowned. "I'm not sure Lord."
The Emperor stood up. "Let's go see." The three walked over to the cliff window. Across the horizon, a medium sized fleet could be seen in the distance. And in the middle of it all, a behemoth of a warship with the Allandium flag flapping above it.
"Let's pray they are here to help." The Emperor said solemnly.

[Hundermenschen]

*The squad would keep moving towards the stack of smoke which they saw while coming into this strange city, they would move at a steady jogging pace as each squad member looked around every blind spot of their parteners as they would move their rifles pointed infront of their sights, now they could clearly hear the screaming and banging of the dead but that was from their super sonic hearing. They would all aim as the would walk up the steps of what was once a luxurious palace but now it was covered in blood and debrise from before.*

[Mefpan]

Unmarked Sikorsky UH-60 "Black Hawk", 30m above ground

A group of twelve gasmasked figures clad in black uniforms stood near the opened side door and prepared to rappel down into the forsaken no-mans-land beneath them. Their insignia identified them as Mefpanian ExtSec forces.

"Alright, soldiers! Remember the orders - we are to go in, collect samples of whatever has spread within Sarcalogos Roma and go back out. No rescue missions, no heroics. If you get cut off from the group, there is not much we will be able to do.", the sergeant spoke. To his left, another figure, apparently female, as far as the armor allowed to see, nodded before continuing. "We don't know exactly what's hit Roma, so be careful. Shards are not to leave one another during this mission. Understand?"

The ten other soldiers nod in unison.

"Alright then! Move out!"

From afar, twelve barely recognizable shapes rappeled down into a street crossing, a block or so away from what intel presumed to be the national palace.

(OOC: Entry pst. Will be back later.)

[Hundermenschen]

*Their tanks were about a block away from the palace securing the parimeter, the Mefpan squad could feel the rumbling of the tanks heavy engines meaning they were reletivly close to them but their thermals were not picking up anything yet, maybe these undead creatures didn't like the light which was strange from what they have seen before.*

*One of their ships had picked up an unmarked aircraft that was black and had a mefpan emblem on the sides, they would then switch frequencies to theirs.*

"Unknown aircraft are you friendly over."

[Allandium]

"Commence attack. Maxiumum undead and minimum survivor casualities, please."
That was the order of the Allandium Central Command. The soldiers landed. They found that the beaches (Presuming you are a coastal nation) are stridden with corpses and rubble. The soldiers armed their weapons as they headed inwards. One squad entered a market and are attacked instantly by the undead. After a tough battle, the soldiers survive and kill the undead. Meanwhile some of the smaller ships transformed intro tanks and rolled onto the coast. Meanwhile a small group of special ops snipers infiltrated in order to find the Emperor and other survivors.

[Mefpan]

Unmarked Sikorsky UH-60 "Black Hawk", 30m above ground

The pilot suppresed a gasp as a radio transmission asked for identification. Wasn't the thing supposed to be almost invisibile on radar? Then again...the design had been in use for over half a century or so now; not much of a surprise if it's easy to detect. High command didn't consider this operation important enough to risk revealing more advanced technologies. He sighed and pressed the "speak" button on his radio. Here goes nothing.

"This is UH-60, Mefpan Special Containment Platoon-008. We are here to examine the extent of this crisis - depending on the outcome, a large-scale operation to contain and exterminate the disease with ultimate predjudice may be authorized. We are not here to hinder other forces present in their mission. We ask you to avoid interfering with our mission any more than absolutely necessary."

---

Street crossing, two blocks away from the National Palace

The ExtSec squad could hear armoured vehicles passing through the streets nearby, and a quick exchange of looks confirmed that the consensus was to hide inside a nearby building. Not interested in wasting any time, they hurried to the door of an apartment complex - a door which was quickly cracked open by a pair of heavy military jackboots hitting it near the lock.

A series of clicks and whirrs echoed through the stairway of the apartment complex as the soldiers activated their HUD goggles and switched to the low-light vision mode. They were not eager to be attacked by anything in the dark just yet.

They could make out several distant noises in the apartment complex; some of them sounded like whimpering, crying or praying - others sounded more like scraping, coughing, wheezing, growling.

A feral scream echoed through the stairway and something leapt down at the squad from one of the upper levels, quickly appöroaching them in its fall.

Of all the buildings we could have picked..., thought Tybalt Dorn and his shard Takara Kamon in unison as they both raised their assault rifles and filled the air with kinetic slugs and the thunder of guns before the rest of the squad even took aim.

[Jerusalemian]

The message from Sarcalogos Roma has reached lord god sebastian with great depression the army was told to scan the country after any hours commander falitali read the report:12:00 pm a moving red targets were sighted out side the border,1:00 pm the red targets crossed into jerusalmian,a task force was sent to see what we are dealing with....a few hours later our spy planes found them eaten to death.Sir we must evacuate the people to the mountians of al-ham,this is the only way our people ca survive while we combat these "creatures",sebastian replied send the people to the mountines and order the air force to get ready.

I must ask you this were is the enemy...sir their 30 miles away from the city of hebron....then order the air force to attack them we must not let them pass hebron for they will reach al-akbaria and zailia. yes sir! replied the commander.

Evacuation message
*Alarm sounds* This is a national crises all citizens are ordered to evacuate to the mountians of al-ham...take what ever you need to live you must not stay in the cities,the military will escort you..i repeat evacuate now to the mountians of al-ham.
By the command of lord god sebastian the air force is ordered to get ready and bomb the enemy at the city of hebron all bombers are ordered to go to hebron...i repeat the air force go to hebron.

[Hundermenschen]

*This dropship in paticular was right behind the unmarked aircraft, the pilot could tell that it was a special forces of some kind from the color of the aircraft, the missile pods were already folded out on this craft incase something were to happen but it didn't affect it's aerodynamics at all since it was in hover. with the transmission from the unmarked aircraft received through the pilots headset he would then flip up a switch in the cockpit controls turning on bright spotlights from the front of the ship revealing the black aircraft.*

"I don't think getting samples from an infection is a good idea, this could happen to you too in the future."

Tank Squadron:

*The tanks would drive slowly through the streets but the attention of the gunners was drawn to something else now, there were multiple scents now in the area, clearly humans, the gunner of the lead tank would then pound a few times on the main cannon of the tank saying.* "Hey hold on for a second we got something in the building to the right." *With that said the main cannons of the tanks would then aim to the building turning on bright spotlights from the front of the cannons to reveal the special forces squad that was inside but that attention was changed from the creatures that were now attacking. With the creatures charging them now the gunners would then unleash 50 caliber rounds into the creatures.*

[Mefpan]

Unmarked Sikorsky UH-60 "Black Hawk", 30m above ground

He shook his head. Those foreigners were being awfully persistent in disturbing him and his squad.

"This is UH-60, Mefpan Special Containment Platoon-008. We have no intent to gather specimen or samples. Any and all such ideas are utterly ridiculous."

(OOC: That part of my RP was never mentioned in a radio or by any way you could have picked it up. Unless you somehow listened in on it before even detecting me.)

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Apartment Complex

The creature slammed into the floor with a sickening crunch and a wet splat as the impact tore the already bullet-mangled body to pieces. A number of infected burst out from one of the doors in the hallway before the squad and somewhere behind them, a number of tank-mounted machine guns spat 50 caliber rounds into the horde with a fearsome thunder.

Takara cursed inwardly and shoved her shard aside, then fired into the advancing mass of unnatural, moving corpses, immobilizing several of them by means of severe physical trauma. She noticed the outline of a grenade flying overhead, landing in the sea of shambling, jogging, running, crawling corpses.

It disappeared for a moment, then a shockwave tore through the corridor and sent re-dead body parts everywhere as the explosive all but shattered the first wave.

A moment of respite that the squad used to reload as they slowly backed out of the building that had distinctly proven itself to be a place where they would not want to be from the next thirty seconds onward. The ExtSec sergeant noticed the armoured vehicles behind them only when he bumped into the side of one of them with his back.

[Hundermenschen]

*The pilot would shake his head some knowing that was a lie but it was their people and their money so he had no say in this moving the ship to the side some flying somewhat slowly as the lights would then aim to the streets.*

(ooc: i had 2 of my utility ships overhead and it was seen in hover.)

*The 50 caliber rounds kept on firing into the crowd taking them down but the machine guns were starting to run out of ammo now, hopefully this foreign squad would have the weapons to fight the creatures until they could reload but seeing the grenade rip the first wave of them to peices one of the gunners would let out a sigh of releif reloading the turret as fast as he could then noticing the squad backing up into their tanks which were a dark black and had a scattered speckle of red dots around the body, he would then say to what he would see was the higher ranking soldier in the squad his canine like teeth showing now.*

"What are you doing here? Your crazy to travel around here on foot with these creatures running around like this."

[Mefpan]

Street crossing, two blocks away from the National Palace

The sergeant looked upwards, bending back slightly to see what was behind him - some sort of humanoid mutant species, he supposed.

"Those creatures are crazy to travel around here on foot with us running around like this, if you ask me.", the sergeant offers with a smirk.

A little further away from the tanks, the remaining squad opens fire on the doorway and windows of the apartment complex as even more undead, likely attracted by the thunder of gunfire, voices and growls, attempt to pour out into the street - this time even more numerous.

"But I think there are other things to pay attention to. Like the very grumpy dragon we just woke up."

WIth this, the sergeant adds his rifle's firepower to the rest.

"Damn it people, aim at head height! I don't care if you aim for the heads, but if you aim at head height the odds of you hitting a skull is greater!", he bellows at his subordinates.

---

Unmarked Sikorsky UH-60 "Black Hawk", 30m above ground

With the immediate annoyance gone, the pilot contacted HQ. Subtletly just went out of the window - so there was no need to hold back on material involvement now.

"HQ, this is Special Containment Platoon Zero-Zero-Eight. We need immediate back-up; our people down there managed to get in trouble. When possible, send armour."

[Hundermenschen]

"You got that right, nothing a 50 cal. won't do to a fleshly target."

*His ears would perk up from the sounds of gunfire and screaming, him and the tanks main cannons would aim to the crowd but the tanks main cannon didn't open fire, their squad was way too close to them to fire but the gunners engaged carefully.*

"I don't think we can hold them forever!"

[Allandium]

Allandium Type 4 Helicopters then hovered over the palace. The helicopters transformed into mechs. (See, I am very advanced.)

"This is Omega-1, we are on the ground, permission to destroy?"
"Negative. You're on the palace. In the Palace there is the Emperor and other survivors. Again, max undead and min survivor casualities please."
"Yes sir."
Meanwhile the tanks rolled in, finally they got their first taste of combat.
A hard one.
A giant, I mean giant horde was in the center of one of the coastal towns. They turned and charged.
What happened next was the most deadliest battle in Allandium history.

(OOC: Starcraft II: Heart of the Swarm reference ahead.)
About 60ish tanks, with aid from 50,000 soldiers, versus nearly 800,000 undead.
As the undead charged, the tanks fired in the air, hitting buildings and killing many.
Meanwhile the troops fired at them, again killing many.
"We need assistance! NOW!"
In the air, ten new OI-1 Jet aircraft appeared, launching strafes and strikes upon the undead.

(OOC: Not sure if the 'Killing many' bit of my post is godmodding, I hope not :/)

[Hundermenschen]

*when the squad of soldiers arrived at the palace there were at least 100 hundermenschen soldiers or that was what they were either dead on the ground being eatten by others that were already turned, but their feast was interupted by the sounds of banging coming from the roof, the canine like undead creatures would look up moaning trying to stand since they were only new borns.*

[Sarcalogos Roma]

The entire city rocked with gun fire, shell explosions, and the screams of good men being devoured. The Allandium forces fought valiantly through the streets, while the Emperor and the last of his band of survivors pushed their way through the palace. 1 Emperor, 2 Senators, 4 civilians and 14 Palace Guards(All armed with new M103 Tesla Rifles) ran through the palace, blasting all undead in their path. Going down a hall, a shriek comes from behind.
3 rotting corpses that had stumbled out of some door way were pining Senator Martin to the floor as he clawed for safety. One forcibly bit down, taking a chunk out of the senator's leg. Martin screamed in a disgusting mix of horror and pain as a second one started ripping at his thigh and the third one moved for his neck.
One of the civilians( a 30 something secretary who had worked in the palace) screamed at the sight before them. All of the survivors stopped and turned, all of them too stunned to do anything.
Finally, the Emperor himself shoots the zombies and grabs one of the guards.
"Let's go!" He screams. "Their moving in around us. We need to go!"
The group suddenly snaps back into the world and looks around. A few corpses could be seen coming toward the hall and the group could hear several more making their way up to the hall. 2 more undead appear through the door way in the back and begin devouring the now dead Senator Martin.
The group blasts their way through the hall way and into the main entrance.
In front of them was a room covered in old papers, an ornate wooden door that had been shattered and scratched to the point of destruction, and outside was a battle between daemons and men.

[Hundermenschen]

The entire city rocked with gun fire, shell explosions, and the screams of good men being devoured. The Allandium forces fought valiantly through the streets, while the Emperor and the last of his band of survivors pushed their way through the palace. 1 Emperor, 2 Senators, 4 civilians and 14 Palace Guards(All armed with new M103 Tesla Rifles) ran through the palace, blasting all undead in their path. Going down a hall, a shriek comes from behind.
3 rotting corpses that had stumbled out of some door way were pining Senator Martin to the floor as he clawed for safety. One forcibly bit down, taking a chunk out of the senator's leg. Martin screamed in a disgusting mix of horror and pain as a second one started ripping at his thigh and the third one moved for his neck.
One of the civilians( a 30 something secretary who had worked in the palace) screamed at the sight before them. All of the survivors stopped and turned, all of them too stunned to do anything.
Finally, the Emperor himself shoots the zombies and grabs one of the guards.
"Let's go!" He screams. "Their moving in around us. We need to go!"
The group suddenly snaps back into the world and looks around. A few corpses could be seen coming toward the hall and the group could hear several more making their way up to the hall. 2 more undead appear through the door way in the back and begin devouring the now dead Senator Martin.
The group blasts their way through the hall way and into the main entrance.
In front of them was a room covered in old papers, an ornate wooden door that had been shattered and scratched to the point of destruction, and outside was a battle between daemons and men.

*The once was mighty hundermenschen super soldiers were now part of the undead army which was slowly growing in numbers that were large, at least 50 of the canine hybrid super solders were in the palace most were turned and were trying to attack what was left of the living in the palace, the rest were mutilated corpses which were clearly eatten recently with puddles of blood around their bodies, their faces looked as if they were in complete terror when they were killed. These undead were much faster than the normal corpse since they had genetic modifications which enhanced their physical abilities in combat along with strength and intellegence, except the ones that were not killed but bitten, the ones that were killed directly by the infection acted as if they were people beyond the point of insanity and moved much more straight than the undead. Most of those variables were used to attack the remaining living. Running at the living screaming like a psychotic ravaged person they charged at the men only to be shot down by the tesla rifles some of them turning into a pile of ash and goo, the only remains of them was their lightweight titanuim plated armor which was black with speckled red spots all over them on the right shoulder would reveal the hundermenschen flag and their ranks below it, they were mostly privates and corporals.*

[Mefpan]

Street crossing, two blocks away from National Palace

The ExtSec commando squad began a fighting retreat as more and more of the living dead were attracted by the endless gunfire. Even though - fighting retreat was an exaggeration; mostly because there was very little space left to retreat to. At the orders of their sergeant they moved back into the apartment complex, heading up the stairs as fast as possible. The early encounter had done well to wipe out most of the zombies inside the building and so they were slowly, but surely, making their way up the stairs, the thunder of the Hundemensch weaponry being audible outside on the street.

As they reached the second level of the large building, a door burst open and one of the troopers was thrown to the floor by a mob of zombies. Another one rushed to the trooper's aid, but fell to the ground and turned to ash as the beasts tore into the first one, extinguishing both their lives in a matter of seconds.

The ten others focused their fire on the undead and a hail of kinetic slugs tore into the creatures, killing them or turning them into harmless, moaning, fleshy mush.

"I told you to stick close to your shard, for fuck's sake! Don't you dare let me see another one of you stray from theirs!", the sergeant shouted as he stepped over the pile of corpses to head onwards to the third floor.

---

Open Sea, near Sarcalogos Roman shores

A small fleet was fast approaching the shores of Sarcalogos Rome, flying the Mefpanian flag. A woman stood on deck of the leading landing craft, smiling deviously. The promise of battle had drawn her here - and she would have it. Of course the other troops in the armoured battalion would have it, too. But she'd be the one to enjoy the slaughter. Right?