Deep in the galaxy, there is a system by the name of Europa. A band of soldiers, mercenaries, and grizzled veterans drift through space going from mission to mission, aiming to rid the world of evil and get rich in the process. They are called Fireteam Cyprus, and ride through space on the Cyprus Cruiser.
History: The group had a rough time on Mars, fighting against armies, hostile wildlife, and inhuman beings. Not to mention the high tension and near all out war between certain members of the team. The crisis was averted by peaceful words and logical actions, these ideas would usually be Murph's job to bring about, but he was alone on a planet called Zorada. He wandered, wondering if anyone would ever come for him, or if they wanted to, or if he even wanted them to, after his hostile actions, and the murder of a man named Felix. The crew (or most of them) however, shook it off, knowing he was not in his right mind when he did these things. They came after him, and we're now scouring the planet for him. Following different trails of evidence led the group to a large sinkhole, protected by a barrier. They were able to lift it by passing Trials, which they later learned were just tests made up by Providence to be sure they were prepared.They were moments away from getting through the barrier, yet they had no idea what they were stepping into...
After what seemed like forever, the group found Murph, only for him to be torn from them again, for the world had to be saved. Murph did not survive, and is now recorded as [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/158027066/0/0/1]KIA[/url].
The group moves on to what they hope are greener pastures. However, turns out they end up working for an old foe, Del Fino. Phantom is captured, and Minerva and Python are stranded on a nearby planet. With the Genesis out of play, Del Fino musters the strength to attack the Axion Cruiser. While they are recovering, Scout, an old friend now on the side of Del Fino, is found lurking the ship. She is captured and interrogated, and the team now prepares a full scale attack to finish Del Fino once and for all, and rescue Phantom in the process.
The rescue did not go as planned, losing many members, including Python and Phantom, leaving Minerva as the last surviving Genesis. Feeling alone, she soon [url=https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/164455804/0/0/1]fled[/url] from the team, and was not found for long after. Her fleeing caused strife within the Axion mercenaries, along with the loss of their role models and leaders, and eventually led to it being disbanded.
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[b]10 Years Later...[/b]
After the loss of the Genesis, (Minerva missing and the others presumed dead) the Axion crew fell apart. However, a new team began to form, gathered by the same allure of treasure and adventure that once gripped the members of Exalin and Axion.
Once the team had gathered on the Cyprus cruiser, they located a base used by the Exalin team long ago. They found clues pointing to the existence of Genesis, but we're soon distracted by a mission requiring them to investigate a destroyed city. They found the creature that did it, and eliminated it. Or so they thought...
Stuff happened that OP has no idea about because he was afk. Feel free to PM a short summary of this section of the story if you have time.
Bored, most of the team look into jobs at the bounty board. One job sparks an interest in something bigger... Joshua and Vilnaks return with a hostage, reporting that a group of mercs was sent to retrieve information and possibly eliminate Cyprus. Out of leads, they continue to work on the case of the biggest assassination of the decade. They discover many pieces of evidence pointing to Genesis. But not just one, all of them. The group is stumped. Before they can think of a new plan, a large missile tears the Cyprus out of the sky. The ship's pieces land scattered, separating the crew into smaller groups. They are forced to fight harsh conditions, scavenge for food, and even build their own shelter in some cases. They wonder who's doing the ship's destruction was, and why the planet was deserted. Soon they found themselves fighting antimatter copies of the Genesis, and Minerva. After a long and hard battle, Minerva is struck down after activating all limiters at once. She is left to bleed out as the crew leaves, finding a new cruiser and claiming their reward after confirming Minerva was the assassin.
After drifting for what seemed like no longer than a few hours, but was in reality probably a few days, the crew gets reports of massive rocks called "Leviathans" crashing into planets, destroying most of them with the initial impact, then spreading a blue crystal that gives off an extremely powerful radiation called Phazon. The remaining people on these planets began to rise and mutate beyond recognition. Reports also came in saying Minerva was spotted attacking multiple GF bases. Perhaps the Phazon had gripped her. Seeing that stakes were higher than ever before, Cyprus convinces the GF to release Phantom temporarily, and he is convinced to create an entire second wave of Genesis supersoldiers. Even with their new upgrades, Cyprus still struggled to face the beasts they encountered, the Broodmothers, the Beserkers, each nigh impossible to kill and creating more with every victory. The crew is lucky to find someone immune to the virus, the name for the immunity and manipulation of Phazon later coined as Phazite. Her name was Tanya. Python spent too much time near her, exposing himself to the infection, and killing three: the Spartan Jackie, a high ranking officer of the ship, and his own wife, A'Karo. He fled soon after, with his wife's body.
I went super duper afk and missed like 3 arcs.
The group wanders, somewhat wondering what it would be like to have a real home again, like the empire, and not just some ship that'll crash next time they get near a big bad guy. They finally think of an idea that was hiding in plain sight, the Old Empire itself. Despite its destruction and abandonment, the team sets a course, determined to retake their home. Once there, they are ambushed by a massive Dread force, and sacrifice themselves to eliminate the Dread once and for all.
The Federation and Rebels have a war. The Federation wins(?).
A new team, The Infinite Pioneers, are assembled at Crux. They soon become the first humans to leave the Milky Way, exploring a brand new galaxy where mankind had never been before. They are attacked by some pirates after trespassing into their space, and some are taken to fight in an arena. Those taken manage to escape back to the Infinity.
Bounty Board
[spoiler][b]The bounty board contains missions and jobs. Three are added each time it updates. These jobs can be tackled together or alone, unless specified by the bounty. Bounties can be done at any time, despite the crew's situation, as bounties are placed in a time where the crew isn't busy. Bounties will have little to no effect on the main story (other than the money) unless marked as [u]important[/u].
Manually Input Bounties:
"Get the Bounty Board working."
Reward: "Bounties."
Placed By: Calleach
Details:
Three small metal beams sit beside the board, used for linking a location to the board. When placed, they will self-construct a beacon for bounty placement.[/b]
[b]There are three nearby planets with intelligent life within range of gunship flight.
The first, a volcanic planet with large rock creatures who, while being durable and able to survive in the hot conditions, are definitely a stretch on the word "intelligent".
The second, the planet from before, with the ability to reconstitute metals. They seem both smart and friendly, and much could be to gain by linking them into the board. -TAKEN BY AVELINE
The third, a very earth-like planet with somewhat human-like entities, much taller, and much more primitive. They fight amongst themselves a lot, and there seem to be many tribes. Finding safe, neutral ground to place the beacon would be extremely beneficial, but may be challenging as well.
[u][i]ERROR. CONNECTION TO MILKY WAY BOUNTY BOARD SERVICE LOST.[/b][/i][/u][/spoiler]
Our Current Location
[spoiler]The Infinity Cruiser[/spoiler]
Joining the Thread...
[spoiler]PM me, Phantom, or Python first.[/spoiler]
Story Progression...
[spoiler]the OP will be edited and expanded as events happen in the story, to keep things easy and interesting.[/spoiler]
Characters and Bios
[spoiler]We have a bio thread in the group
EXTRAgalactical Escapades
Ask to join or follow the #BnetRP tag and then post your character's bio/background there[/spoiler]
RULES
[spoiler]No Godmodding
PvP is highly discouraged, unless it is for training purposes, ect.
No oneshots on entire armies/main characters without very good reason
1 character allowed. A second can be brought in for temporary side plots.
No crashing the ship that WE LIVE ON![/spoiler]
[b][i][u]THE SEQUEL IS HERE! Follow the links![/u][/i][/b]
https://www.bungie.net/en/Clan/Detail/1146680
https://www.bungie.net/en/Forum/Post/216297577/0/0
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[b][u]On an eternally distant planet, in an eternally distant universe, and an eternally distant time...[/u][/b] [b]A man sits in a small room. An inn maybe? He is shrouded be a large cloak, mostly black, with a few dark purple highlights. There are no light bulbs, or any sense of technology whatsoever within the room. The only source of light, and very dim one at that, is a small candle on a crude wooden table. The man paced silently for a few moments, looking over the table. There was a small book, perhaps even a tome, etched into its front was a symbol resembling a pentagram, but not exactly alike. The color of both covers was quite similar to those on the mysterious man's garb. To the left of the time lie a wooden bowl, a decorative, yet still sharp stone dagger, and multiple herbs. To the right was a scroll, written in an incomprehensible language, held down by an ink well and a stone. The man sits on a short wooden stool, directly in front of the table, gazing at the straw bed to his right for a moment before focusing his vision.[/b] [???] "Okay... Okay. You got this." [b]A few moments pass, as he looks as if he is straining to listen.[/b] [???] *grumbles* "[i]We[/i] have this..." [b]He looks towards the scroll. Unintelligible text lines the entire left side, and the bottom right. The top right portrays a hooded figure atop a horse, wielding a scythe. The scroll seems to be written on something very outdated... Animal hide perhaps? This artifact was surely ancient.[/b] [???] "What is a... A caption?" [b]He grabs his head in pain, then points to the bottom right portion of text.[/b] [???] "This part?" "Okay... I- it says something about eqītùm mortêm..." [b]He clutches his head with both hands, and a thin stream of blood drips from his nose.[/b] "YES! I'll translate... Just stop yelling..." "The horseman of death... This etching is... The real thing." "The rest? I'll get right on it..." [spoiler]closed.[/spoiler]
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Edited by Potato: 2/12/2016 1:33:00 PM[b]A woman walks into a bar. She looks around, to make sure no police are nearby. There isn't, so she looks straight into the eyes of the cashier..[/b] You will give me all of the money, or this place will fly... [b]She says, as some of the tables are lift up...[/b] [spoiler]Open...[/spoiler]
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[b]Sector of space near resistance world, Klank's fighter[/b] [b]Klank sits in a corner, being repaired by Marvin. one of python's vulcan turrets lay next to the console, ripped off by Marvin Klank speaks quietly[/b] "need to stop pissing him off......" [b]Marvin chuckles, and shakes his metallic head[/b] "was he always like that?" "Yep" "fan-friggin-tastic" [b]Marvin gestures to klanks armor[/b] "why does this look like me?" "dunno, they kept tabs on us, so i'm assuming that they copied it for you" "okay, do you know how to get those vulcans running?" "not without tinkering or a blueprint" [b]Marvin finishes repairing Klank, and sits at the console, preparing for a landing on the resistance world [/b] "Let's go see if they know anything" ((open))
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Edited by SilverPulse620: 2/12/2016 2:57:17 AM[b][i][u]Reuinion of Alpha Team[/u][/i][/b] After his narrow escape from Federation hands, Silver's fighter lands on the main Alliance/Resistance base world, bringing with him the kid that helped him escape. As he makes his way to his friends, people start to recognize who he looks like and whisper to each other about him. Especially true for Alliance troops. When he walks up to the other members of Alpha Team, the immediate run at him and start to hug him. They do so for several minutes, then they start to brief him on the current situation. [spoiler]Open to Alliance and Resistance. This is my first character come back from captivity. Vaxx, Lethal, he is hoping to see you two. [/spoiler]
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Edited by oCharlemagne: 2/12/2016 9:48:19 PM[i]Mercury stands on top of a large skyscraper. His scarf blowing in the wind as he takes a deep breath in[/i] [b]So this is it. Good to be back[/b] ((Open)) [spoiler]Re-Intro for my very old character. [/spoiler]
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Edited by Bardo XCIX: 2/12/2016 3:40:01 AM[i][u]InterSec-11, Outer Federation Space[/u][/i] [b]After several days of surgery, followed by weeks of rehabilitation and physical therapy to allow for adjustment of his bionics, Reese Jaeger returned to active service His bones were shttered, along with most of his internal organs His skeleton was rebraced with a carbon ceramic shell, making them nearly unbreakable, while his central nervous system was implanted with a Bionic Neural Node, allowing for the wireless communication with technnology, including tech readouts and interface His lungs were enhanced, to be able to filter several toxins, and have a larger capacity, while his heart was enabled to pumpp blood quicker and more efficiently Due to his honorable and heroic command during the Oberon Attack, coupled with past success against the Rebellion, Jaeger was promoted to Colonel, becoming the official head of August Proxy, along with control of InterSec-11, the Intelligence Hub for the Outer Worlds for the Federation He stood aboard InterSec-11, looking at the remaining 6 NG-Nexus Cruisers[/b] Alright, gentlemen. Enough vacation. It's time we returned to work.
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Edited by Bardo XCIX: 2/12/2016 12:55:11 AM[u][i]Unknown Ship, Unknown Space[/i][/u] Shadows of the Empire.... fighting over space that belongs to both of them? [b]Dozens of HoloScreens play showing battles being fought between Federation and Rebellion forces, each side decimating cities and planets alike A figure sat, leaned back in his chair, fingers clasped together His eyes darted from screen to screen, following and recording the tactics and assests the two forces used[/b] Hmph. We can't leave the Galaxy, without a war breaking out, Eh? Their tactics.... weapons....semi-advanced. Oh what have we here? [b]He sees footage and records of the Alliance dealing with the Rebellion[/b] While allowing an outside a third party assist you in your battle for "freedom?" When has that ever worked out. Let's just observe for now. Don't want to throw the balance of the War.... yet.
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Silas had spent the last three days on board Yusa's ship awkwardly dodging the other crew. He spent most of his time cooped up near the weapons systems or the armoury, working on his own custom sniper. He made his way to the crew section, and towards the mess hall for a lunch break. (( Open to Yusa's crew ))
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Edited by oCharlemagne: 2/11/2016 11:33:29 PM[i]On top of a skyscraper of a VERY large city, a man stands on top. Staring into the distance[/i] [b][i]Its been too long.[/i][/b] [i]His rifle hanging at his hip, his ID tag on his arm read[/i] [b][i][u]Mercury[/u][/i][/b] ((Open))
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[b]a strange kid wanders the rooftops, looking for targets to "neutralize," he wields a crude sniper rifle[/b] [spoiler]open to admins and faction leaders[/spoiler]
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[b]Oh The Times, They Are A Changing:[/b] [i]Denduron, Minutes after Python assaults Oberon:[/i] Denduron had been a source of fighting for millennia before the Federation, and the land still bore the scars of Imperial bombs and Ignus bioweapons. Strange, eerie glows seeping from underneath cracks in the Rocky ground illuminated the murky, almost viscous atmosphere, as if you were at the bottom of an ocean. Still, it made the world ripe for inconspicuous transactions... And it was only an hour away from Helios. Phaedrus stood at the edge of the canyon, looking out into the abyss, his hands balled into fists. Moments after he heard about the attacks on Oberon, the Holo-Net was assaulted by Imperial tampering, and he had only seconds to contact the mercenaries to tell them he was there with their payment. Hopefully they had heard him... (Open to BJ [b]only[/b])
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[b]Near oberon space, unidentified spacecraft[/b] [b]Marvin hunches over a terminal, scanning federation comms using the scant few codes he knew, when he got frantic transmissions stating that some man was tearing through the federation forces[/b] "who the hell is dumb enough to attack head on....." [b]He gets information on the man, and then recoils[/b] "geez, now there are literall living legends? Python? dear god" [b]He looks up all intel on the man, and gets a small fragment of coordinates to an area of space a good distance away[/b] "Here we go....." [b]He activates his warp and appears in that area, and spots a floating ship, small three man fighter he exits his ship and enters the abandoned wreck, and looks around, spotting a damaged droid with four arms, and several weapons of odd design he wipes off dust on the droid, and a designation of KLNK-1 could be spied the droid sparks to life, but then powers off just as quickly marvin sits down and works on the droid, repairing it's CPU, power system, and armor soon, it awakes, and begins to speak in a low voice[/b] [i]"damn......genesis"[/i] ((closed))
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[i]Zenith walks around a large city, instead of his battle armor, he had normal clothes on. His sword still with him though[/i] ((Open))
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[b][i][u]Potential Energy[/u][/i][/b] In an unknown Federation world, a man in blue and white armor sits in his cell. As the energy field keeping him prisoner hums, he meditates. However, all he could think of were his fears. Did Phoenix escape the trap that put him in Federation hands? Was Icier still searching for him? Would he ever get the chance to see another Cyprus again? He buried the thoughts deep in his brain, and waited as he had for the past few months... [spoiler]Open to Phaedrus. If you want to talk with Silver, this would be one of the few chances you get. [/spoiler]
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[u][i]Oberon, Outer Federation Space[/i][/u] [b]In order to ensure the that no one single ambush would be able to destroy entire fleet, August Proxy's cruisers all docked at different InterSec facilities to resupply Though due to the nature of it's mission, one Cruiser is active at all times while the others aren't This time, it was the Hand of Judgement's turn, and so it hovered above the atmosphere of Oberon, a Outer World that had become embroiled in a small civil war between Federation Loyalists and Rebellion Supporters Over the weeks, non-combatant civilians had been evacuated onto the Cruiser, following Fireteam Null, led by Captain Jaeger, assisting the Loyalists in suppressing the rebels They were successful in eliminating most of them, while imprisoning the others for transport to trial Jaeger decided to maintain a presence on the world for a while, in order to ensure that it was truly the end of the insurgents[/b] [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]
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Edited by Trashcan Jesus: 2/11/2016 1:05:27 AM[b][i]Killers[/i][/b] [b]Mar Sara, Unknown Location[/b] [i]Wolf sat atop a cliffside in the desert, several miles away from where he had killed the man he was contracted to kill. He had snapped the images and taken the man's identification mementos to return as proof to the feeds. Simple enough job, not quite as bad as he thought it would be, anyways. He sat sharpening his khukri on his shoulder plate, cloak over his head. He wasn't much for shooting a man in the back, but sometimes the honor code couldn't translate to the battlefield. He'd done his job, the man was no more. He would wait to contact the Russian who had sent him, and would hopefully get another assignment. As he sat silently, before him, in a shower of sparks and bolts of electricity, Alex Wilson walked forwards, in all of his gear. His Browning was aimed towards the sky, his cloak blew calmly behind his back, exposing part of his arsenal. He held his arms in a mock-shrug, looking to the man before him.[/i] Look at you kid! Ain't been here a week and you're -blam!-ing killing people! You make me proud. Got a reason you're here? [i]Wolf said nothing.[/i] It's about Dad isn't it? No. The Empire. I'm here for the same reason you are, problem is, they aren't easy to find. You mean you found one? Yeah. Who? Hallwinter. The -blam!-? Ginger. OOOOOOOOH. Really? I thought he got -blam!-in' killed... Nope. That's a lead, kid. Know where he's at? No. I've been hunting for a while, finally got my kill. Good for you. Who you playin'? Feds. Better resources. Ah. Good plan. Get in contact with them and let me know what's going on. If you know where Hallwinter is, tell me. Understood. [spoiler]Open to Feds on the radio.[/spoiler]
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Edited by FriedUpChicken: 2/8/2016 6:12:46 PM[i]Nothing but white. That's all he could see. Millions of rain drops hitting the ground per second; smoke filing into the moist atmosphere; slight glow effects coming from within the stomach of the sad city. Said city had recently been sieged by the Federation for reasons unknown to the Predator. All he was concerned about was his stolen gear that the Federation managed to snatch from the Predator shortly after he made contact with the planet.[/i] His eyes opened and in response he immediately shielded them with his arm. He uplifted himself, hardly able to see a single thing. The rain around him nearly blinding him was frustrating for Stalker. His vision was difficult to use as the rain itself was cold. After several minutes of recollecting his thoughts, he managed to regain focus on his mission. He observed himself, noticing that all he had on him were his duel wrist blades and his ritual armor. The vengeful Predator headed out into the dark, abandoned streets and noticed several large skyscrapers; one of which was humongous and slightly hung over the city. He noticed what looked like to be Federation attack ship flying towards the largest building. [i]The rain slid across his face as he let out an angry roar that echoed throughout the streets. If any enemies were nearby, he wanted them to be fearful.[/i] (Closed, will be open to Bender)
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Edited by Deceiver: 2/10/2016 1:13:42 AM[b][u]Legend of the Spaceborne Killer[/u][/b] HMS Thunderous and HMS Valiant are docked on-world, refueling for the final rendezvous with the Alliance and the Rebellion fleet. While they are refueling, The Swords are accepting recruits one last time before launching [spoiler]Venus, or anyone that wants to join, I guess[/spoiler]
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*logan sits in a space station and is watching everyone who walks by*
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Edited by Inquisitor Vaax: 2/10/2016 2:41:44 PM[spoiler]I dug through the thread to find this picture[/spoiler] [b]A woman sits in a café while reading about the war on her TAC pad, groaning[/b] "Damn GF is so obsessed with control that they're doing whatever it takes to keep everyone under their thumb. I can't believe I used to help this fuçkers....." [spoiler]open, guess who this is[/spoiler]
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[b][i][u]Zenith[/u][/i][/b] [i]Zenith lies in the lounge of a space station, his combat armor off, he was in normal clothes. He closed his eyes as he gripped his sword[/i] [b]I Wonder if I'll find you[/b] ((Open to introductions)) [spoiler]This Is a VERY old character, I renamed him and basically changed him so this is basically his intro[/spoiler]
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He sat at the bar just as the clock switched over to PM. The afternoon had begun. A single shot sat before him. Across the way the bartender hummed a tune and quietly treated the wood bat. There was a rowdy group a little ways off at a table and another several people playing pool. The seats next to the loner at the bar were open. Maybe it we still to early for him to have his shot. (Open)
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Edited by oCharlemagne: 2/10/2016 1:09:57 AMDeleted
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Edited by SilverPulse620: 2/9/2016 5:45:55 PM[b][i][u]Into the Shade[/u][/i][/b] A fighter of a strange configuration is seen landing on the planet of the Alliance/Resistance base. Out of the cockpit, a man steps out, his body covered in Darkness. Phoenix. He pulls out his Void edge, and walks towards the camp. A man steps in front of him, and pulls out his staff. It was Icier. Recognizing the man, he puts away his staff, and walks up to greet him. [spoiler]Open to Spacelesshades. Go up, and talk to Icier. [/spoiler]
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[b]Yusa sits in the mess hall of the ship, drinking some protein paste and reading the spell book, not paying attention to anyone who walked by. Her ship was docked at a space station orbiting a random world[/b] [spoiler]open to mai crew, and this can be a way to join up[/spoiler]
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[b][i]Why Does Everybody Want to Kick My Ass?[/i][/b] [b]Rebel Territory, Outer System[/b] [i]The armored man trudged into the bar, his machine gun locked back in a safe configuration, his Tesla shielding off. The eyes of the figure's helmet glowed a bright reddish orange, lighting up his face and the area in front of him. The flag that he wore as a cloak covered his shoulders and draped down his back, covering the rest of his arsenal. His footfalls were heavy, his figure intimidating. As he entered, he got looks from men and women all over the place. Shrugging them off, he headed to the bar, where he ordered a drink, as in, an entire bottle of Jack Daniels. Beside him, sat a cute little blonde, the type of girl that made any man drool. She wore cutoff denim shorts and a rolled-up flannel, and kept shooting him friendly glances. Unable to just shrug her off, he made his own advances.[/i] What's a little thing like you doin' in a place like this? [i]Smiling, she replied.[/i] Just out and about for a drink. [i]From across the bar by the billiards tables, a man had noticed his girlfriend talking to the figure in power armor, and being more than a bit tipsy, he headed over, pool cue in hand.[/i] HEY! WHAT THE -blam!- DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING, BUD? CAN'T YOU SEE SHE'S WITH ME? [i]Wilson turned to face him, and shot back rapidly.[/i] Hard to tell considering your drunk ass is over there with the other monkeys. [i]The man's face went red, and he swung with the pool cue, upwards at Wilson, who promptly grabbed the cue with his left hand.[/i] I wouldn't do that. I really wouldn't do that. [i]Snarling, the man whipped a switchblade, and in seconds, Wilson shattered his bottle of booze over the man's head, sending him to the ground in a heap. Seeing the commotion, his friends approached, brandishing their pool cues, some also with switchblades as well.[/i] Every... -blam!-ing.... Day... ALRIGHT -blam!- THIS! [i]His Browning swung down out of its locked position and locked its bolt with a satisfyingly loud click, and then all hell broke loose.[/i] [b]BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM[/b] [i]The sound of the weapon was rhythmic, and casings and bits of belts shot out of the weapon's ejector port as Wilson turned to face them. In a matter of seconds, the men before him were made into mincemeat. In the ensuing commotion, the patrons of the bar had scattered, including the girl and the bartender. Shrugging, Wilson grabbed another bottle and slid it into his bandolier. Turning to leave, he went back and looted each man, the headed out into the city for a little sightseeing. [/i] [spoiler]Open[/spoiler]