Godsaintbob
09-29-2010, 05:10 PM
Yea so for you tl;dr's long story short it's 2027 and some oil drillers blew shit up and found an alien artifact.
August,24 2027 2:34 AM*
North-Eastern Alberta Canada
Esso rig 347
John Kalinski strained as he pulled the head off the well, fully prepared to have a jet of oil fly up, insted it was nothing. "Looks like we've got another dry well boss" he yelled to the forman. He allowed a chuckle when his gas metre started to ring. He looked at the digital readout on his arm, he then ran
" all hands, we have a huge buildup of methane down there, it could go at any second GET THE FUCK OFF THE RIG" he yelled into his radio as he put on a SCBA. He breathed in the compressed air and started the company truck. He looked back at his RMMS or Remote Manipulation and Monitoring System and gasped as the system was expecting a 6 kiloton yeild if the methane were to detonate "guys, fucking haul ass if this shit goes it'll go with the force of a small nuke!!!" he yelled over the radio. He saw a man in an Exosuit run over to the truck at 30kph and he got in as the saftey officer got in as well. " cmon, he yelled to the foreman, he heard his voice say " I have to turn off the drill before there's a spark, go without me" with that John backed out of the site and pushed the hydrogen powered engine to it's limit as the lights dimmed away. His RMMS said 21% O2 73% N2. John ripped off his mask and breathed in the pine sented air. Then a flash blinded him, it was followed by an ear-splitting roar. The shockwave threw the truck into a tree and then darkness.
August, 24 2027 2:37 AM
Highway 28, 25 km north of Bonnyville 45km east of rig 347
Highway patrol car*
It had been an uneventful night *so far for Sgt. Will Bates as he drove down the main highway of the region. He had not even gotten a call from dispach which was odd. Then the sky to the west lit like day and a huge blue fireball mushroomed up in the distance. His night had just became more interesting.
August, 24 2027 3:26 AM*
1.2km west of rig 347
Wrecked Esso company truck 036582
Patrick Westcot woke inside his exosuit and saw that it's HUD had a large crack down the centre of his faceplate and that the truck had been decimated, but his seat was intact, save the jammed door which he punched open with his enhanced strength. He stumbled out of the wreck and checked his RMMS, he saw both were flatlined. Patrick unsealed his helmet and took it off. He didn't want to look at the truck, he had worked with this crew for 5 years and he didn't Want to see their bodies. He pondered how he would tell John's wife. He went to get up and walk to the rig when he saw a police car speed up the road, dodging around fallen trees. He waved at the car and it stopped. The sergent rolled down his window and said " where did it happen" "about a click down the road" " get in"
Esso rig 347
Patrick replaced his helmet and information started to flow into the holographic HUD and he saw the power level in the batteries was still good and amazingly, his suit was still sealed. "Display active lifesigns" he said " none found" the pleasnt female computer voice replied. " shit" Patrick said as he climbed the risen side of the crater and he looked down into the crater. What he saw was... Amazing. Below him were ruins of somthing... Enormous and not human at all.**
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dum dum dummmmm
Chapter 2
August 24 2027 10:00AM
In low earth orbit
UNSS Vimy
Captain Johannas Bauer stood in the elevator with a broad smile on his face. He was the first Capitan of a military space vessel. The door opened to the bridge and he was greeted by applause. As he walked into the command centre of the kilometer long vessel. The ship was meant for quick deployment of United Nation Security Council forces, namely the famed drop battalion the "Hell jumpers" who during world war 3 dropped from orbital stations to take out launch sites. the ship was also armed with a MK. 2 "Excalibur" Rail gun, 358 "Lancer" space to space missiles, and 20 30 mm point defense cannons. "start the fusion reactor" said Johannas in his Bavarian accent. A hum filled the air and then the ship's lights flickered on. The comm officer turn in his seat and said "sir there has been a development planet side". "What is it" replied Johannas "it appears they have found alien ruins.
September 4 2027 4:47PM
Alien ruins in area known as site 347
At entrance
Pvt. James Forener of the 2PPCLI stood outside the entrance of the alien building clicking the selector on his C-13 assult rifle from safe, to single to auto, and back. Something wasn't right with this place, it just didn't feel right. He saw some scientists burning through the door and he started adjusting his ceramic body armour. The scientists finally got through and went inside with members of JTF2 members of Canada's elite special forces who had full body armour and a full face helmet on. That's when he smelled it, a smell of decomposing matter and death. He moved away from the door and lit a cigarette to cover the smell.
September 4 2027 8:50PM
Low earth orbit
UNSS Vimy
Johannas paced the bridge waiting for news about the artifact, he sat down and started his report " Capitans report, September 4, 2027 I wish this waiting would end, it seems like days since the science team went into the artifact. But has been no contact with them, four hours is too long. The JTF2's that went with them know to radio in. Something is wrong, I've told our troops to be ready for deployment. It could be nothing, but my intuition says otherwise."
Septemper 5, 2027 12:18AM
Site 347
Pvt. Forener lit a cigarette, there had still been no word from the artifact, and he was still waiting for a call over the radio. He took a long drag savoring the taste of it. Then a burst of static then gunfire, screams, and confused yelling. Then a voice. "This is bravo two chairle to base". "Go ahead bravo two". A voice replied "We have contact, thousands of them! We've lost 12 men and...gahhh" then the line went dead. The soldiers leveled their rifles at the door. Gun fire could be heard, then they heard a yell of "freindlies!", as the JTF2's raced out of the artifact. The soldiers lined up behind sand bags. "What do we do Sarge?", said a reserve soldier to one of the JTF2's. His reply was simple, "kill every inhuman son of a bitch that comes through that door" he yelled with fear in his voice. Another JTF member said " switch to API ammo, it works wonders we need to hold them off until a transport can take this scientist away, she has valuable information critical to the enemy so she says"
September 5 12:20 AM
UNSS Vimy Low
Earth orbit over Canada
"Sir video transmission from site 347" said Johannes's comm officer. "let's see it. A holographic screen formed infront of them, static gave away to a view of a JTF member spattered in orange goo. " we need a transport down here as fast as possible we won't survive long against these things, and we have a scientist with important cargo." Johannes wasted no Time " prep all pods for launch, prepare a transport, alert all marines, and get a squad of Helljumpers down there.
September 5 2027 12:23 AM
UNSS Vimy Barracks deck
Sgt. Erik Black was woken by alarms and burst into action, He pulled on his clothes and moved into the armory, he put on his Kevlar full body suit which had a series of monitors and painkiller injectors. He pulled on his ceramic plate chest plates, and attached the shoulder guards. "Hey sarge, any idea what this bullshit is about." said a drop trooper in his squad. "what Hudson? Were you having a wet dream or were you "studying weapons" with Private Salinki.". Hudson gave him a wide grin which he returned. Salinki was a very hot blonde who had been in the other private's room alot recently, not liked he minded, his troops were stressed and they needed to blow off steam sometimes, if that ment fucking like rabbits , then so be it.
The phone rang and the master sergeant walked up to the phone and answered. The troops talk faded as the sergeant talked into the phone. Finally the put down the phone and lit a cigar. He took a drag and faced the marines. With a smirk he yelled "Get tactical marines!". The troopers cheered and ran to their weapon lockers. Erik opened his locker and pulled out his combat knife, and placed it into it's sheath. He grabbed his XM-26 .45 caliber assault rifle. He then pulled out his shotgun and a bandolier of 8-gauge shells and 10 mags of 45. Ammo then made for the pod bay.
- right I'll explain WW3 went down between the UN and a collection of poorer contries, the UN won and made a treaty assuring aid, equal footing ect. Not all countries were satisfied and that's why the Vimy was created, drop troopers were created to take out launch silos to prevent them from being used during WW3 and as such only 4 nukes were ever detonated
The ceramic body plating is basically the same stuff that modern day soldiers have in their Kevlar vests
August,24 2027 2:34 AM*
North-Eastern Alberta Canada
Esso rig 347
John Kalinski strained as he pulled the head off the well, fully prepared to have a jet of oil fly up, insted it was nothing. "Looks like we've got another dry well boss" he yelled to the forman. He allowed a chuckle when his gas metre started to ring. He looked at the digital readout on his arm, he then ran
" all hands, we have a huge buildup of methane down there, it could go at any second GET THE FUCK OFF THE RIG" he yelled into his radio as he put on a SCBA. He breathed in the compressed air and started the company truck. He looked back at his RMMS or Remote Manipulation and Monitoring System and gasped as the system was expecting a 6 kiloton yeild if the methane were to detonate "guys, fucking haul ass if this shit goes it'll go with the force of a small nuke!!!" he yelled over the radio. He saw a man in an Exosuit run over to the truck at 30kph and he got in as the saftey officer got in as well. " cmon, he yelled to the foreman, he heard his voice say " I have to turn off the drill before there's a spark, go without me" with that John backed out of the site and pushed the hydrogen powered engine to it's limit as the lights dimmed away. His RMMS said 21% O2 73% N2. John ripped off his mask and breathed in the pine sented air. Then a flash blinded him, it was followed by an ear-splitting roar. The shockwave threw the truck into a tree and then darkness.
August, 24 2027 2:37 AM
Highway 28, 25 km north of Bonnyville 45km east of rig 347
Highway patrol car*
It had been an uneventful night *so far for Sgt. Will Bates as he drove down the main highway of the region. He had not even gotten a call from dispach which was odd. Then the sky to the west lit like day and a huge blue fireball mushroomed up in the distance. His night had just became more interesting.
August, 24 2027 3:26 AM*
1.2km west of rig 347
Wrecked Esso company truck 036582
Patrick Westcot woke inside his exosuit and saw that it's HUD had a large crack down the centre of his faceplate and that the truck had been decimated, but his seat was intact, save the jammed door which he punched open with his enhanced strength. He stumbled out of the wreck and checked his RMMS, he saw both were flatlined. Patrick unsealed his helmet and took it off. He didn't want to look at the truck, he had worked with this crew for 5 years and he didn't Want to see their bodies. He pondered how he would tell John's wife. He went to get up and walk to the rig when he saw a police car speed up the road, dodging around fallen trees. He waved at the car and it stopped. The sergent rolled down his window and said " where did it happen" "about a click down the road" " get in"
Esso rig 347
Patrick replaced his helmet and information started to flow into the holographic HUD and he saw the power level in the batteries was still good and amazingly, his suit was still sealed. "Display active lifesigns" he said " none found" the pleasnt female computer voice replied. " shit" Patrick said as he climbed the risen side of the crater and he looked down into the crater. What he saw was... Amazing. Below him were ruins of somthing... Enormous and not human at all.**
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dum dum dummmmm
Chapter 2
August 24 2027 10:00AM
In low earth orbit
UNSS Vimy
Captain Johannas Bauer stood in the elevator with a broad smile on his face. He was the first Capitan of a military space vessel. The door opened to the bridge and he was greeted by applause. As he walked into the command centre of the kilometer long vessel. The ship was meant for quick deployment of United Nation Security Council forces, namely the famed drop battalion the "Hell jumpers" who during world war 3 dropped from orbital stations to take out launch sites. the ship was also armed with a MK. 2 "Excalibur" Rail gun, 358 "Lancer" space to space missiles, and 20 30 mm point defense cannons. "start the fusion reactor" said Johannas in his Bavarian accent. A hum filled the air and then the ship's lights flickered on. The comm officer turn in his seat and said "sir there has been a development planet side". "What is it" replied Johannas "it appears they have found alien ruins.
September 4 2027 4:47PM
Alien ruins in area known as site 347
At entrance
Pvt. James Forener of the 2PPCLI stood outside the entrance of the alien building clicking the selector on his C-13 assult rifle from safe, to single to auto, and back. Something wasn't right with this place, it just didn't feel right. He saw some scientists burning through the door and he started adjusting his ceramic body armour. The scientists finally got through and went inside with members of JTF2 members of Canada's elite special forces who had full body armour and a full face helmet on. That's when he smelled it, a smell of decomposing matter and death. He moved away from the door and lit a cigarette to cover the smell.
September 4 2027 8:50PM
Low earth orbit
UNSS Vimy
Johannas paced the bridge waiting for news about the artifact, he sat down and started his report " Capitans report, September 4, 2027 I wish this waiting would end, it seems like days since the science team went into the artifact. But has been no contact with them, four hours is too long. The JTF2's that went with them know to radio in. Something is wrong, I've told our troops to be ready for deployment. It could be nothing, but my intuition says otherwise."
Septemper 5, 2027 12:18AM
Site 347
Pvt. Forener lit a cigarette, there had still been no word from the artifact, and he was still waiting for a call over the radio. He took a long drag savoring the taste of it. Then a burst of static then gunfire, screams, and confused yelling. Then a voice. "This is bravo two chairle to base". "Go ahead bravo two". A voice replied "We have contact, thousands of them! We've lost 12 men and...gahhh" then the line went dead. The soldiers leveled their rifles at the door. Gun fire could be heard, then they heard a yell of "freindlies!", as the JTF2's raced out of the artifact. The soldiers lined up behind sand bags. "What do we do Sarge?", said a reserve soldier to one of the JTF2's. His reply was simple, "kill every inhuman son of a bitch that comes through that door" he yelled with fear in his voice. Another JTF member said " switch to API ammo, it works wonders we need to hold them off until a transport can take this scientist away, she has valuable information critical to the enemy so she says"
September 5 12:20 AM
UNSS Vimy Low
Earth orbit over Canada
"Sir video transmission from site 347" said Johannes's comm officer. "let's see it. A holographic screen formed infront of them, static gave away to a view of a JTF member spattered in orange goo. " we need a transport down here as fast as possible we won't survive long against these things, and we have a scientist with important cargo." Johannes wasted no Time " prep all pods for launch, prepare a transport, alert all marines, and get a squad of Helljumpers down there.
September 5 2027 12:23 AM
UNSS Vimy Barracks deck
Sgt. Erik Black was woken by alarms and burst into action, He pulled on his clothes and moved into the armory, he put on his Kevlar full body suit which had a series of monitors and painkiller injectors. He pulled on his ceramic plate chest plates, and attached the shoulder guards. "Hey sarge, any idea what this bullshit is about." said a drop trooper in his squad. "what Hudson? Were you having a wet dream or were you "studying weapons" with Private Salinki.". Hudson gave him a wide grin which he returned. Salinki was a very hot blonde who had been in the other private's room alot recently, not liked he minded, his troops were stressed and they needed to blow off steam sometimes, if that ment fucking like rabbits , then so be it.
The phone rang and the master sergeant walked up to the phone and answered. The troops talk faded as the sergeant talked into the phone. Finally the put down the phone and lit a cigar. He took a drag and faced the marines. With a smirk he yelled "Get tactical marines!". The troopers cheered and ran to their weapon lockers. Erik opened his locker and pulled out his combat knife, and placed it into it's sheath. He grabbed his XM-26 .45 caliber assault rifle. He then pulled out his shotgun and a bandolier of 8-gauge shells and 10 mags of 45. Ammo then made for the pod bay.
- right I'll explain WW3 went down between the UN and a collection of poorer contries, the UN won and made a treaty assuring aid, equal footing ect. Not all countries were satisfied and that's why the Vimy was created, drop troopers were created to take out launch silos to prevent them from being used during WW3 and as such only 4 nukes were ever detonated
The ceramic body plating is basically the same stuff that modern day soldiers have in their Kevlar vests