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#1 Copaman

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Posted 01 March 2007 - 05:16 PM

Ryn looked around him. The dome filled his senses and overwhelmed him. This was military quality, not luxury.

"Snap out of it Marine! You've gotta clear that wall!" The Gunnery Sargent had no problems getting his attention. Ryn focused back in on his objective, a forty-foot wall that was fifteen yards out in front of him. Starting from a standstill, he began to sprint at it and then- he leaped. Ten feet up the wall was a chain rope to help people scale the wall easier. With less gravity than the Earth and more leg power than a Human, Ryn made it past the end of the chain and then climbed p the wall. At the top was a replica fort-bunker.

Ryn knew there was more to it, but he was the last one up except for the Gunney. he'd have to wait for the Gunny to figure the next part out.

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Posted 01 March 2007 - 08:31 PM

Bern had been waiting at the top already. Seeing the arrival of somebody he merely knew as 'That Marine', Bern looked around. Tapping the Viper Rifle against his hip, he decides to wait for some action...or somebody to talk to him, whichever came first, eh?
"Ahh, the great outdoors. Black crows in the trees...cars driving like mad *Blinks* people eating corpses..gah, the creatures of the night have come!"

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Posted 05 March 2007 - 06:03 PM

Panting, Ryn was at the top of the wall. He met eyes with that other Marine, that... that... Damn. What's his name?

The Gunnery Sarge scaled the wall and hadn't even broken a sweat. "Heh," he said, "That wasn't even the hard part. You, last man, and that other kid," he pointed to Ryn and Bern, "You'll be crossing that feild down there." At the base of the wall/fort/bunker was a feild. Filled with razor wire and dummies. "And while you two little specs of insignificance are crawling in the dirt, you'll have to take out those dummies before they get you. Figuratively, of course." Ryn was too familiar with this. The targets were equipped with a 'tag' system, similar to some of the technology used on Earth back in the 2000s where they'd fire a laser at a troop and it would register a hit.

"Now get down there and work, gurnts!"

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Posted 05 March 2007 - 10:24 PM

Bern silently muttered something, best left un-said, before heading down to the field. Things hadn't been going his way lately, but he'd be damned if he wasn't going to make them. Raising the Viper Rifle and crouching down, Bern seeks to keep low while awaiting for Ryn to help him with the dummies.
"Ahh, the great outdoors. Black crows in the trees...cars driving like mad *Blinks* people eating corpses..gah, the creatures of the night have come!"

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Posted 07 March 2007 - 05:56 PM

Ryn's helmet recorded and played the fake sound of bullets flying past his ears. And then the sounds stopped, a sign that he had hit his mark at least once. What was his mark? A sniper-dummy, 300 yards away with a "real" semi-auto high-powered sniper rifle. Of course, to maintain some realty, the window the dummy was "hiding" in had been shrunk down along with the dummy to try and create an illusion of depth. But Ryn didn't care- he was reaching the end of the wire feild. After the wire feild was another small bunker, with a "real" standing gun. Ryn hopped up out of the feild and sprinted to his standing gun, and then "took out" all of the dummies and their "real" guns.
"Hey!" he shouted to the other marine, "get out of there! We're done, I gottem all!"

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Posted 07 March 2007 - 07:25 PM

"...Feh, rookie..."

Bern frowns, and moves over towards Ryn. He takes a much tighter grip of his Viper Rifle, as he looks around. Something was certainly amiss. That was over in a matter of seconds. Nothing was ever that easy, right?
"Ahh, the great outdoors. Black crows in the trees...cars driving like mad *Blinks* people eating corpses..gah, the creatures of the night have come!"

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Posted 08 March 2007 - 05:08 PM

Bern's suspicion was right - nothing is ever that easy.

Right on time, a "bomb" went off just behind Ryn, "killing" him and "injuring" Bern. And the gunny hda just come down to rub it in their faces.

"Heh, noobies. That bomb was in plain sight, too. Your family, rookie, just got sent a box of bodyparts and what's left of your helmet. Which really is gonna make your lives miserable when you go in to see the Master Gunnery Sarge tonight... I'll leave you to yourselves now, I recommend you two go hit the showers- you smell like Mars mud."

Ryn shut his suit's sensors off, the scream of sirens in his ear were driving him crazy. He opened the bullet-glass visor plate and spit a loogi into the ground. Getting nailed the first week of training wasn't exactly his idea of fun...

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Posted 13 March 2007 - 05:00 PM

Some time later

Ryn and his 'buddy' he had worked with were on an unmarked ship, on their way to some city on Earth. The mission priorty given was "highest", something Ryn didn't expect to get for another ten years. Those were hard to come by, and Senority was the key to getting them.

The ship docked, and they were taken down by Space Elevator. Unbeknownst, they were meeting up with three Rebel fighters, directly below them. They would step out three blocks from the meeting.

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Use all your well-learned politesse,

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