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The Beat
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Saintheart
Title: Manager and Wandering Swordsman of the RPF
Registered:
Dec '00
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Date Posted:
7/9/07 7:19pm
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RE: The Beat
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IC - Pike
The Base
Pike, embarrassed, said nothing as the exuberant team member next to him spoke. He was more worried about getting a new Wii.
He got up as surreptitiously as a seven-foot-frame allowed and lumbered over to a table nearby where they had additional million-dollar equipment, and took a Wii. He wandered back over to the others.
"Little bit delicate," he mumbled to nobody in particular.
TAG: Pulsar_Skate, BLemelisk, Kartanym
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Kartanym
Registered:
May '02
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Date Posted:
7/10/07 5:23am
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RE: The Beat
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0800 - Enforcement Squad Training Centre
Somewhere in Russia
Attention! All squad members please report to transport hangar. All squad members please report to transport hangar...
The centre wide communication blared over the PA, drawing attention from ALPHA, BETA and GAMMA. Weapons training went fairly well for all involved, except for Pike who unfortunately damaged a number of smaller devices. Everyone had, to a degree, come to grips with the unusual forms of weaponry among the collection, and the test scores were impressive to say the least. But now the real world beckoned, there wasn't any more time for practise. Make a wrong move here, and it's game over. Period.
The transport hangar, within the west wing of the compound, comprised of three E1 Fighter Transports. These large aircraft had the ability to carry both light and heavy vehicles plus crew, and any other equipment needed, while holding a maximum speed equal to that of any known fighter jet and carrying it's own set of defensive and offensive weapons systems ... just in case. There simply was no equal, hence the need for secrecy about it's origins. If anyone got their hands on the designs, World War III would be complete within a matter of minutes, never mind the nuclear.
All three teams were met at their respective craft by their pilots. Captain Ace McCracker would jet in Alpha Squad, Captain Liz Raven Beta, and Captain Red Biggs Gamma. Along with the Wii, they would be on call at all times if the need arose for evacuation or backup.
The General, as he always did, stood in front of all involved, proudly I might add. With a smirk, he stuck a cigar firmly within his teeth.
"You have a go teams," he said in his booming voice, "Go kick some bee-hind."
And with that, the game began...
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ALPHA SQUAD
Destination: Los Vegas, USA
Arrival Time: 2015
Firebird 1 touched down gently along the outskirts of the dry, dusty wasteland just beyond Los Vegas, cloaked so as not to attract any unwanted attention ... beyond a number of small birds hanging around nearby. SD was the first to find herself out on the field, followed closely by Nimh and Vewt. The air was cool, perhaps cooler then usual for this time of night.
'Alpha Squad, your contact within the Egyptian Lover Casino is a security guard named Chigs. You must make contact with him as soon as possible in order to infiltrate the Casino without any problems. Unfortunately, Wii has been unable to contact the gentleman by his designated contact number. Find your way to the casino and Wii will continue to attempt first contact'
"Wait," SD frowned, "What if you can't make contact?"
'Then Wii will designate a secondary mission objective'
"Which is?"
'Wii is unable to comply at this time'
"Great," SD tapped at her ear, "It's annoying and stupid."
The initial problem was soon ignored as Alpha Squad headed out towards their destination. All three were wearing customary outfits, tailored to conceal their weapons of choice without it seeming obvious that they were hidden. To a normal human's eyes, they were three travellers from the East. New York, in case anyone asked.
All three were soon consumed by the sparkling atmosphere of Los Vegas at night as they walked within its domain. All the usual sights and sounds folded in around them, consuming their every thought. It was a shame that there was no opportunity to take advantage of it all.
'Wii has detected our contacts whereabouts. Turn right at the next street'
"Got it" SD picked up her pace, reaching the corner and diving in. Perhaps that wasn't such a good idea, in the scheme of things, but as she was the girl who threw caution to the wind, it didn't even figure in her plan of action. The alleyway itself wasn't all that dark compared to those of the city they claimed to be from, and there didn't seem to be all that much around ... until further down the path. Within a pool of crimson ooze, the dead body of 'Chigs' lay head down, two neatly placed bullet holes square in the back, still smoking. A fresh kill, and perhaps the killer was nearby. SD quickly removed her pistol.
"I've got a bad feeling about this" she said, eyeing the rest of the alleyway beyond...
TAG: ALPHA SQUAD
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BETA SQUAD
Destination: SWEDEN, AUSTRALIA
Arrival Time: 1117
Unbeknownst to Beta Squad, 'Sweden' was indeed a town, unlike the country of the same name. This particular Sweden had only just been revealed to the world days before via a public function in Sydney, Australia. Owned by multi-billionaire Max Rubals, the fictional 'Sweden' was a luxury town for the rich and famous, built out of the dusty sands of the great outback and transformed into an unlikely resort, retirement home and entertainment district. And the chefs spoke perfect English.
Firebird 2 landed softly at its own destination, just south of the town. Here, next to a small river that flowed gently with the winter breeze, sat a small farmhouse aging not so gracefully with time. And on perhaps an even older rocking chair, the expected contact 'Borris' sat peacefully.
"What," she said in her thick Russian accent, "Expecting an old man?"
TAG: BETA SQUAD
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GAMMA SQUAD
(For this mission, the part of Team Member 'Gale' will be played by Kartanym. That is all.)
Destination: LONDON, ENGLAND
Arrival Time: 0621
A chilly, rainy monday morning greeted Gamma squad as they exited Firebird 3 along a private airfield once owned by Prince William, until he realised that flying wasn't really his 'thing'.
"Ahh, Gamma team," a well dressed gent walked up, glasses and briefcase at the ready, "Glad you could make it. I'm Harry Tinnudohw, Chief Administrator for the Defense of the Queen's personal artefacts.
"What wonderful weather you're having" Gale grimmaced. His hair would need major repair after this was over.
"Yes, summer eh," the elder laughed, "You should have seen last week! But I digress. The Queen herself would like to personally meet you before your assignment takes place. I must say thought, it is a little ... odd. She's never asked to meet with anyone under such circumstances before."
"Is there something you aren't telling us?" Gale frowned.
"Oh no, no, far from it," Harry smiled, pointing the team in the direction of a waiting Royals Royce limo, "Just speaking my mind and all that. I guess she's just curious. You know how they get in their old age."
'Wii would like to add that the Queen herself is very protective of her belongings. It is very much an honor.' the robotic male voice chimed in as they all carefully entered the vehicle. Much like their Vegas counterparts, Gamma was wearing concealing clothing manufactured by the same company that created Wii. Gale pondered whether they had too much time on their hands.
"So, ever been to London before?" Harry asked with a smile as the limo began its course towards Buckingham Palace...
TAG: GAMMA
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OOC: As mentioned above, unfortunately Fanficfan has opted out of the contract  I wish you all the best in your RP endeavours, kiddo  Anyway, I apologise for the delay for all the above. I hope it is all to your liking. As each mission goes on, expect further twists and turns. There will be plenty. Happy Gaming!
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PulsarSkate
Title: Ex-Mod
Registered:
Nov '03
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Date Posted:
7/15/07 3:15am
Subject:
RE: The Beat
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IC: Pexe
"Borris, ma cherie, how could I forget a face like yours?" Pexe said, bowing slightly from the waist before the imposing woman in the rocking chair. "But what could you possibly...no, it is no matter." he interrupted himself, going to take the woman's hand in greeting.
'Please await bioscan results before making physical contact' the Wii chirped in his ear, prompting a frown darken the usually easy going face. Pexe's red eyes glinted, rubies in a fire, before he carefully adjusted his expression back to neutral.
"Well, mes amis," he said, looking back at the team. "It looks like we're not here to enjoy the countryside. We should fan out, and ..." he took a deep breath, taking in the air. "...see if we can't smell out any trouble. And you Borris, you will tell us where the evil, bad guy base is, yes?"
Tag: BETA TEAM, Karty
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Zedd-Vega
Registered:
Dec '03
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Date Posted:
7/31/07 3:49pm
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RE: The Beat
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OOC: Regrettably, I have to withdraw from this game due to my lack of activity and some pressing matters IRL. My apologies to everyone. It's been a fun ride.
~ZV
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Kartanym
Registered:
May '02
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Date Posted:
8/3/07 7:05pm
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RE: The Beat
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OOC: I'm just letting anyone know that this game is officially closed. Thanks go to all those who had a keen interest and those that, in some way or form, took part. I'll resurrect 'The Beat' at a later date once I've ironed out the problems and worked on my writing skills. In the meantime, I've got a more streamlined idea about to be born, so keep an eye out for it.
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