Justice
Cylon Command Staff
Destroyer of Human Pests
I will bring it to the human pests
Posts: 447
Registered: Nov 11, 2009 20:27:22 GMT -6
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Post by Justice on May 5, 2012 16:35:26 GMT -6
I look this 7 up and down and give him a stare before I nod. Flipping the cigarette into an ashtray on a bench nearby.
*All right, I'll go to the 109 then. I guess you can look around here til I return.* I give him a sly grin *If you touch anything Deke'll break your fingers* I smile at the huge Centurion named Deke and then walk over to my Raider and get inside.
I lift off and plot the course for the 109.
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Posts: 0
Registered: May 4, 2024 18:47:58 GMT -6
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Post by Deleted on May 5, 2012 16:42:15 GMT -6
Watching him climb into his raider, he waited till Justice left as he pulled out his pistol before nodding at his Centurions; "It's my basestar now...kill Deke now!"
Fire erupted as the Centurions slaughtered the Centurion before they started out of the room and into the corridor as Alex reloaded his pistol.
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NPC Centurion
Cylon
Centurion
By Your Command!
Posts: 63
Registered: Aug 4, 2011 20:18:53 GMT -6
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Post by NPC Centurion on May 8, 2012 15:33:09 GMT -6
Picking up a rifle from the rack, the Centurion covered itself in black and red with the 106 printed on the side as they headed for the heavy raider. Climbing into the back, the Centurion wrapped its gold collar on as the heavy raider lifted up off of the deck with the 20 other heavy raiders with a 40 raider escort most of them armed to the teeth and nuclear.
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Jun 2, 2012 13:35:50 GMT -6
Feeling the raider land on the deck, Michael peered down at his tactical pad as it read an atmosphere before removing his helmet and suit. Nodding as they began lowering the ramps, screwing the suppressor encase their was a Centurion on the other side of the door. Spotting no Centurions, Michael flipped on his radio to Terran Intelligence as he spoke softly to Rebecca; "We're live...be back here in 20 minutes but radio contact every 5-10 minutes."
Starting into the corridors, they kept to the shadows as they sprinted quietly across the deck.
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Col. Rebecca Stonebridge
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Special Ops
KDF; Instructor
Posts: 280
Registered: Feb 11, 2012 20:56:58 GMT -6
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Post by Col. Rebecca Stonebridge on Jun 4, 2012 15:40:51 GMT -6
Loading the men up in their heavy raiders, she began work on adding the new program in as she started the launch; knowing now that the raiders would be after them. Securing her helmet, she tapped on her radio as she pulled out her tactical pad to start translating the coordinates home; "Fire back if you must but just hold on it could take a while."
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Jun 4, 2012 15:44:39 GMT -6
Loading up a fresh mag, he had his men open up the ramp as they secured their helmets before spotting the Basestar launching thousands of raiders just for a pair of Heavy Raiders; "Hurry the frak up," taking aim as his men fired everything they had at the raiders. Trying to take precision shots at the raiders, he knew they could take them down one at a time but then again there may not be another of their ship after the jump.
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Col. Rebecca Stonebridge
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Special Ops
KDF; Instructor
Posts: 280
Registered: Feb 11, 2012 20:56:58 GMT -6
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Post by Col. Rebecca Stonebridge on Jun 4, 2012 15:47:39 GMT -6
Inputting the coordinates just as a pair of raiders riddled their heavy raider with bullet holes as she started the charging sequence; "Once we emerge from the jump, we can't go atmo so get as close to the Battlestar and hop onboard before we get ran over," starting the jump, the 2 heavy raiders disappeared as they headed back home.
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Registered: May 4, 2024 18:47:58 GMT -6
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Post by Deleted on Jul 11, 2012 17:21:01 GMT -6
Walking onto the hanger deck, Alex watched as the Centurions dragged the raptors onto the deck as they set the rifles down onto the deck; "6 Terrans and I doubt even Yogi could say no, take them to the brig and began torturing them."
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Col. Rebecca Stonebridge
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Special Ops
KDF; Instructor
Posts: 280
Registered: Feb 11, 2012 20:56:58 GMT -6
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Post by Col. Rebecca Stonebridge on Jul 11, 2012 17:29:07 GMT -6
Feeling dragged away, she knew now that the Terrans would be in route and just grinned knowing Alex would be dead soon enough and they would have a ship for them.
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Posts: 0
Registered: May 4, 2024 18:47:58 GMT -6
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Post by Deleted on Jul 11, 2012 19:34:11 GMT -6
Hearing alarms going off, Alex ordered his Centurions to deal with the problem as he turned and started heading to the CCC knowing if the Colonials onboard then the issue would soon be resolved.
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Advisor Daniel Langley
Terran Defense Forces
Terran Bad Ass
KDF
Posts: 178
Registered: Aug 3, 2011 12:58:43 GMT -6
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Post by Advisor Daniel Langley on Jul 11, 2012 22:57:17 GMT -6
Landing on the Basestar, Daniel started out of the raptor as he followed the Terran Special Forces teams across the deck as he took a long look; remembering the last time he was here long ago.
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Post by Vice Admiral Michael Martin on Jul 11, 2012 23:42:57 GMT -6
Placing the tablet in his pack, Michael set his rifle aside as the pilot prepared the raptor for take off as the ground crew gave them all the clear. Strapping in, Michael strapped in as he tapped his earpiece; "Raptor 218 Sierra inbound to the Atlantia, 12 hour shifts on the Scorpion priority is to get full control and gather intell however we have enough food and water to last 3 days, communications on the Scorpion is down and our long range radios are now limited. Inbound in 2 minutes, Raptor 218 Sierra out."
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Lt. Col. Tom Westin
Terran Spec Ops.
Terran Special Ops
Bravo Squad; KDF
Posts: 640
Registered: Feb 17, 2012 5:43:19 GMT -6
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Post by Lt. Col. Tom Westin on Jul 14, 2012 19:52:04 GMT -6
Rushing to the raptor, he climbed inside with Daniel as the men began piling up; waiting for Rebecca as the raptors began taking off. Helping Rebecca inside, he closed the hatch as the raptors blew open the door and headed out; knowing that they didn't have enough fuel to make it back home as they let the raptors drift in space.
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malik
Terran Civilian
Civilian refugee
Posts: 11
Registered: Apr 7, 2013 18:28:01 GMT -6
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Post by malik on May 20, 2013 21:15:10 GMT -6
As the Raptor slowly moved into the docking bay, Malik could see both the outward appearance and the internal damage done to the scorpion. with what Malik could see, he was surprised the ship never went supernova once its hull integrity was compromised. then again, there were enough cylon nanites added to Jack's vessels that the ships quite literally repaired themselves. Maybe that was what kept the ship from completing its death throws, but regardless of the situation, Malik still donned the helmet as he brought the raptor down onto the landing bay. the raptor door hissed open as the small amount of oxygen fled the raptor's cabin and into the cavernous empty space that is the scorpion's landing bay.
Arming himself with a flashlight and his automatic rifle, he made his way off the raptor, and onto the scorpion; but not before checking to make sure his magazine had a proper mixture of armor piercing and soft target rounds. He was not going to take a chance that anything would be offline in this derelict ship, flesh-based or metal-based. as his foot hit the metallic floor, the scorpion's hull seemed to shimmer below his feet, as if the nanites in the ship's material was reacting to finally having a power source. This seemed odd to Malik, knowing that the nanites could go dormant at any time, conserving their power for quite a long while. Ignoring the bizarre anomaly, he continued out of the landing bay and past many of the destroyed or damaged raiders, towards the command bridge of the ship.
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Commander Cyogreeddie
Cylon Command Staff
Commander Coasta Berahs Shipyards
Posts: 104
Registered: Oct 9, 2010 5:42:00 GMT -6
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Post by Commander Cyogreeddie on May 22, 2013 17:09:43 GMT -6
Eddie's flight of five heavy raiders enter into the main hangar. They set down, and the boarding parties proceed to their task of securing the ship. Reports come in that the hangar has been vented to space. ... FRAK... Eddie shakes his head, then clambers over to the storage locker and removes his space suit. After donning the suit he grabs his "web gear", fills one magazine pouch with pistol magazines, then secures his Desert Eagle 44 caliber side arm in its thigh holster. He then fills the other three magazine pouches with two each, 8-round AA-12 magazines, loaded with 00 buckshot. He grabs his AA-12, slams a magazine into the weapon, opens the bolt, and with his security detail in tow, heads for the CCC...
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