Zyrel the young fighter
Jet-Pack SOLDIERS
This rp is about people in SOLDIER who have jet-packs with guns mounted on them! and I'm still thinkin' of the plot, so I'm open to suggestions... the rules are:
1. YOU MUST HAVE AT LEAST ONE (1) STAR!
2. you have to be expireianced in rps
3. dont spam like writing 4 pages of describing somthing that wont effect the rp!
"Hey! I'm Zyrel my jet-pack is red with dark blue stripes and has two 8 berrel machine guns that fire carbine bullets (cabine mini-guns, but you can have any guns and jet-pack you like).
Death: Destroyer of RPs.
Bob was just enlisted into the ranks of SOLDIER. A third class member, but still better than many people could ever dream of being. It was early morning as he laid on his back, staring at the flickering light. He had to report to duty soon, he was waiting for it, but he just couldn't get out of bed.
That feeling... It's just so horrible. Why? What is this feeling? Bob thought to himself. Just a numb feeling all over his body. His stomach was uneasy. Just unsettling, like something would happen that day.
Bob's concentration was shattered by an abrupt roar, "What are you doing SOLDIER!? Get out of that bed right now!" Bob clamored out of bed to see a man in SOLDIER Second Class uniform. He never saw this person before. He looked at his chest for his dog tags. Commander V. Wedge: ShinRa SOLDIER 2nd Class Air Force Division...
"Commander, sir!" Bob shot out as he made a salute.
"We have a mission to accomplish. A very tight time table. You may have compramised the whole thing!"
"Sir, sorry, sir!" Bob said anxiously, looking straight ahead. He couldn't show any sign of fear or weakness, or else he'd be thrown out of SOLDIER on the spot.
Wedge looked at the boy, once he was satisfied that he scared the shit out of him, he turned away. "Carry on, SOLDIER." And he left the baracs.
Bob let out a sigh of relief, he was never so nervous. He deserved that dressing down, he let his mind distract him from his duty. He walked over to his foot locker, and pulled out his uniform. He pulled out some grayblue clothing covered by dull gray chest armor. He pulled it on over his shorts and tank top.
Once satisfied that he looked worthy of the title of SOLDIER, he turned and marched out of the room, proud to be what he was. His heavy steel toed boots made dull thuds along the silent hall. ShinRa Inc. Headquarters was a large place. Over 50 stories tall, full of offices, labrotories, shops, computer networks, fitness rooms, and even cafeterias. Even with all this, it still had space to house their soldiers, weapons, and vehicles. So large, and so silent, Bob felt alone as he walked to the main hanger.
He came to an elevator and fumbled for his key card. He dropped it to the floor, echoing through the silent sterile white halls. He kneeled down to pick it up, yet his heavy armored gloves impeded his success at every turn.
"Damnit..." He said under his breath as he saw another pair of hands grasp at the card. Picking it up. Bob followed the hands up to the arms. Bare, feminine arms. He then raised his eyes to her face. Their eyes met. She was younger than him, about 20, with light brown hair and deep blue eyes. He was lost in them for what seemed like hours.
"You dropped this..." The girl said to him, snapping him out of his trance.
"Thank you..." he said to the girl, he gestured to her, trying to get her name.
She glanced down, and kicked her foot back and forth coyly. "Susan..." She said. "And you're welcome..." She said the same way, trying to fish his name out into the open.
"Oh... Bob." He said as he glanced away, he was ashamed of that name. It was so dull, so generic. He always wanted a more unique name. Like Sephiroth, or Aronel... He let his eyes wander around and looked at a clock: 0630. "Shit! I have to go. I have a mission." He threw his key card into the slot and the doors opened. He dashed in and slammed his hand onto the button marked '30th floor'. He turned to see Susan looking sad. For a moment she was noticed, and now the man who noticed her was leaving. The doors started to close as Bob noticed how heartless he was. "I hope to s..." the doors closed, "...see you again."
The floor fell beneath Bob's feet, he was on his way. He turned to look out the window. A beautiful vision of the sunrising over the plains. He looked to Kalm, his hometown, and beyond it to the ocean. The golden sun filled his eyes with beauty, beauty that was only surpassed by Susan. His dreamy state was again disrupted by the abrupt halt of the elevator, and the calm ding as the doors open.
He entered the hangar. It was empty, he was too late. "Damnit." He ran to the center of the large cavernous room and looked for any other sign of life. There was none. He ran to the lockers where the packs were kept. He looked for his, yet it was gone. He came to the end of the shelf, and saw only one pack. It was old, the paint was chipping off, and the gatling gun mounted on the top was broken. But it was better than nothing.
Bob threw the old thing over his back and rushed to the open hangar doors. He fliped the switch, igniting the thrusters. The whispery hum soon turned to a loud shriek. He forgot the ear plugs, but he didn't have time to worry about his ears. If he was found out to be late, he'd have to worry about his ass...
He jumped into the air, letting the pack carry him away from ShinRa and over Midgar. Now he had to figure out where to go. He flipped a small screen over his eye and checked out the mission briefing. He had to fly to Junion, and escort a personell carrier. He checked the scheduled course, it had him going around the mountains and rendevouzing in Junion. He didn't have the time. he had to make a straight line drive to Junon: that meant going over the mountains.
He increased the thrust in his pack as he left Midgar's city limits. He flew higher into the air as he reached the foot of the range. He was introuble, the pack was at maximum thrust and he wasn't gaining any altitude.
This is bad... Bob thought to himself as he looked at the altimeter. But it was to get worse. Soon the rhythmic hum of the turbines turned to a metalic scrape. The thrust began to waiver, and Bob began to fall.
The 'bad feeling' he had in the morning was turning out to be justified. He fell further as the pack stalled completely. Only a hundered meters stood between him and death. His life flashed before his eyes. Life in Kalm, his entry into ShinRa's army, his promotion to SOLDIER.
And finally, Susan, the thought of her gave him peace. Even though he just met her moments before, he felt a bond to her. He closed his eyes as the hit the ground, killing him on impact. His pack exploded, leaving no trace of the man named Bob...
Tracer-Bullet*
((OCO I have much RP Experience! I will win this one!!!))
I stand at the platform, waiting for my friends to come. It is getting late and we are supposed to be going to fight in a battle today. I look at my watch and see it is getting very late now. Bob should of been here by now. He is always being late for missions. He will not get far in the Special Protection Armored Men unit S.P.A.M) if he was not a good soldier like me. I am a very good soldier. My uniform is always clean and shiny. It is black like the midnight and I have big black boots as well. My eyes are blue like a wolf! And my hair is long and blond((like Cloud ^.^)) My jetpack is also black, with red stripes on the sides to make it look nice. My guns are special as well. Because I am such a good soldier, SOLDIER gave me a new, prototype weapon. It is a very powerful laser. It is strapped to my shoulder and is deadly! no enemy can stand against me in battle. I am very strong. I look out to the sky and see Bob high up, flying speedy towards me. He flies low and his engine breaks! I watch him crash in a big flame. I know he is dead and I am sad, but I am in the S.P.A.M unit and must not show emotion!!!! I push away a tear and run towards the commandar.
"SIr, there is a problem! Bob has crashed and is dead!!"
the commander is a big man. His uniform is shinier then mine and he has many stars on his chest. He looks fierce at me and says
"Jim, What is that young lad! Bob is dead you say? Well, that means you are now the leader of this mission. "
I salute and say "Yes sir! I will lead unit S.P.A.M into victory!!"
And then I walk to the end of the platform and look sad. I stand on the edge and look out at the big city, thinking about Bob while I wait for my other team mates.
"Bob, I will do this one for your memory."
moonstorm
Zyrel a young second class SOLDIER zooms at approx. 400 miles an hour and lands lightly next to jim, Hey sorry I'm a little late but the mountains gave me trouble!"... Zyrel remembers seeing a large explosion and looks at jim and tries his hardest not to seem sad, "That explosion... was it..." zyrel didn't finish hearing the boat begin to leave, "were is everyone??"
tyro
tyro a 2nd class SOLDIER with a silver and blue jet pack with a vulcan cannon on his left arm, a rail gun on his right arm and a rocket lancher on the top that moves with his head motions flys up to the ship he looks down and sees some other SOLDIERS. he has a helmet that has a red aimer on the left for his rocket lancher and a blue aimer on the right for his rail gun. his jet pack is not as fast as the others, but has good excellaration and great firepower. he lands with a small nova boost to set him lightly on the ground. "i'm here you guys, were's bob?" tyro asks."he was killed wasn't he."
"Looks like he was," a thin, overly-feminine voice proclaims. "But we can't let that stop us, SOLDIERs. We have to press on. I am Kujina, pleased to meet you all." The figure extends a hand to Zyrel and giggles when he shakes it. Kujina brushes his hair out of his grey-blue eyes. He wears a silver dress that compliments his flat stomach and overpronounced, lumpy even, breasts. Kujina looks down and blushes as he sees a piece of tissue hanging from the neckline of his dress. "Hehe, wonder how that got there!" He pulls it out, but it's toilet paper, not tissue, and by the time he's done his chest is as flat as his stomach. He groans, runs to the little girls' room, and returns in full busty glory. "crazy weather we've been having lately, huh?" he squeals and glomps Zyrel. "You're my boyfriend now. Let's get married!" His jet pack is purple with hand-painted pink flowers. His weapons are the G-String cannon and Pelvic Thrust grenades. And he likes Barbies.
moonstorm
(Whitney what the hell are you doing??? ) Zyrel readies his 8 barrel machine-guns The barrels spin and warm-up as he grows more angry, "Are you trying to ruin my rp??", Zyrel is now very angry and squeezes the triggers harder..., "Either delete that or get blown to bits!!"
tyro
"Zyrel your too forgiving kill the flippin' thing, or i'll blow it to pieces with my rockets."tyro says as he gets ready to bite down on the mouthpiece rocket trigger.
(i dont know if your a guy or a girl whitney)
psiko
All that these young men from SOLDIER knew and had ever seen before was about to be changed, yet none of them had a clue about it. Their lives were to be changed by an event so cataclysmic, so earth-shaking, that no one would live to tell the story of it. This day would truly be a victory for the world of 8-Bits and NES...
"What the f***!? My jet-pack is outta control!" a cry echoed out across the place where the other members of SOLDIER stand, confusd by their newcomer. Little did they suspect that this voice was the voice of the Red Mage, and he was out on a quest to save the world. His companions, Fighter, Black Mage, and Thief follow soon behind him.
"NYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEGHHGGGNNEEEEEEEEEEEEY!!!!" rang throughout the area, and the four warriors stop, turning to face their common adversaries, those pesky Forest Imps. Soon after the Imps appear, Garland comes and slays them all, and then goes up and hugs Kujina, asking Kujina if he will marry him. The two go off into the woods and begin to make out.
"NYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEGHHGGGNNEEEEEEEEEEEEY!!!!" called out even more Forest Imps...but this time they had jet packs as well. Mass chaos and confusion spreads across everyones face as they burst into uncontrollable laughter at the sight of these hideous and weak creatures flying with jet packs, in all their 8-Bit glory. Thief runs in fear at the sight, swiping Fighter's clothing along the way, leaving Fighter there, wearing only a jet pack, his little fighter flapping in the wind. Black Mage gets disgusted by this whole ordeal, and thrusts Fighter to his doom, with the almighty Fighterduken attack. Fighter, thinking quickly, pulls two swords from under his jet pack, and cries out, "Two-Fisted Monkey Style!", and he slices and dices the Forest Imps into 8-Bit pieces of flesh and blood.
Red Mage, inspired by Fighter's courageous attack, runs around, cutting off all the SOLDIER member's jet packs, using his 8-Bit Claymore to loosen the packs. They just stand there, sulking in humiliation, and beg of them to not ruin their RP, and this begins to anger Black Mage even more. His 8-Bit body begins to tremble with an uncontrollable rage, and he looses the most potent attack know to man...NUKE! The entire world blows up in the force of the blast and everybody dies.
THE END
moonstorm
Zyrel amazed by the stupidity of his little friends cracks psiko over the head with his mini-guns, puts the barrels in his face and fires 100 rounds into psiko's head before anyone can react... then turns toward whitney and mows out his guts letting the top and bottom halves hit the ground seperately.
tyro
you guys, why is everyone trying to ruin a pefectly good RP, if you don't like the flippin' thing then just don't post in it. whitney now i know why everyone hates your d@mn guts. cause your a freakin' retard. and psiko we dont care about your gay experiences with whitney and your wannabe stories about the world blowing up, we just want to get this RP going and not have gay f@gots ruin it, as you can see im f*ckin' pissed off and we think you should be kicked off of this website.
-Sincerely tyro-
Whitney
(OOC-First off, ya little whore, you killed Whitney. Whitney, not Whitney's character. That makes you a ****ing whore. Second, you little dumb****, you didn't give me a chance to respond. But that's okay, because you'll never get rid of me now. So it's fair. ^_^)
Kujina watched Whitney die. "Eh, I never liked her anyway. She was always trying to steal my men and convert me to heterosexuality. Hehe, anyway. But as I was saying, you're gonna marry me, right? Then we can have the cutsie wootsiest little babies and we can make them little dresses, purple and pink and teal." His smile,radient, lit up the area. Zyrel looked at him uncomfortably and started to talk, but decided to let Tyro instead, because he always did the talking. "Yeah damn mutha fugga damn damn!" Kujina nodded empahtically. "I agree totally. But as for the gay faggots running around, I totally understand you. But what about the straight faggots? The gay straight people? Or do double negatives make a positive? So you don't want any straight people?"
(OOC: EDIT: And don't you know better than to post sigs? ...ya dumb****.)
tyro
(OCC:what.... well then just dont ruin the RP and can you please delete the post cause its really dumb having a gay guy in SOLDIER...and please just leave us alone. or i'll ask a moderator to bann you both.we're trying to have a good RP not a gay one.)
tyro turns to kujina and BOOM splatter...tyro blew him up with his rocket launcher. "umm i dont like gay people they're scary."tyro says as kujina's guts splatter the deck floor."that takes care of the new paint job, and Zyrel how were you and Kujina gonna have babies your both men???"
(you called me dumb****...?, @$$ has 3 letters in it not 4 whitney you shouldn't be a moderator, cause you are retarded.)
Tracer-Bullet
((OOC: All your base are belong to us! Feer My Mighty powrs yu Poo head!))
I sept out and pull out my super duper highly prrotitype lazer gnu! And aim it at Tyro!
"Deth to you and yor Crap RP!"
I shot him with my lazer and he is being very dead!
"Aha, I am leader of S.P.A.M and SOLDER now!
But I cannot go on, Bob and my special friend are being both dead now! I will avenge theyre deths by killing all!!!!!! And now I will use my sekret bomb hidden in my underpants and finish off this once and for all!
ATOM BOMB, GO!
*boom*