Forum Chat and Announcements

Trending topics in roleplay:
Board News:
  • 07/06/18 - We've Moved!

    Don't call it a comeback, we've been here for years...

  • 08/03/2016 - Hype Train

    The moment you have all been waiting for is still not here yet!

  • 12/28/2015 - Intermission

    Exactly what it sounds like.

  • 6/26 - Creating your Character

    Click the link above for a helpful 'questionnaire' to help members fluff up their characters, both old and new.

  • New Older News - Statement from Void

    As the leader of your benevolent-ish dictators, we're working on a completely new set up for the forum. Will it work? Fuck if we know, but we intend to find out. Stay tuned!

Welcome to Aitw. We hope you enjoy your visit.


You're currently viewing our forum as a guest. This means you are limited to certain areas of the board and there are some features you can't use. If you join our community, you'll be able to access member-only sections, and use many member-only features such as customizing your profile, sending personal messages, and voting in polls. Registration is simple, fast, and completely free.


Join our community!


If you're already a member please log in to your account to access all of our features:

Username:   Password:
Add Reply
Everything changes. CLOSED CD
Topic Started: Feb 18 2012, 05:09 AM (274 Views)
Metallavery
Member Avatar
Corporal
[ *  *  * ]
Clouds hovered across the base on a crisp Tuesday morning. On duty, tending to some minor maintenance a call came in, Sanlion was ordered to see the commander of the base. An odd call Since the commander is known to vary rarely directly speak with the men, especially non officers.
When San entered the office he noticed a large stuffed polar bear next to the commanders desk. The commander had a ruff army hair cut and cleanly shaven. San immediately saluted the commander. "at ease" Said the commander, in a thick southern accent. "I've read your request you and your team to transfer?" He spoke with a cold and stern tone. San replied. "Yes Sir. commander."as enthusiastically and obediently as possible.

"You want to be close to the action don't you?"

"I feel that being near combat zones is the best for me and my team."

"On another note, you have denied 6 promotions, and 9 reassessments to a more prestigious roles in the military. Including head mechanic director of The Ismailia bace.… your record is full of amazing achievements in your field. Improvements that saved lives. Finding problems that could of proved fatal where no one else saw. You have designed countless models and designs that some have been integrated with our mobile suits and mechs.You where even a commanding officer of a squad of MS pilots before you where 19."

San look distressed, bad memories seemed to awaken." That is in the past."

"Many call your brother one of the best soldiers that was on the african front… But he doesn't compare to you."

San looked at him with a stern glare "I would have to disagree sir. No man a is better than my brother." Hostility rose In San's voice and face, The commander just kept staring at him

"May I ask you why you've never Accepted a single promotion since you find sergeant?"

"Sir, don't play stupid, you fully know why."

"I guess I do. Back to the first topic, you're being reassigned. Not just to a new place, but to new squad, a mobile suit squad the commander is a great war hero, the other soldiers are also vary impressive. All officers"

"I'm not a pilot."

"your record says different. On the simulators you've goten near perfect scores and you where only 12. You where also a pilot for a while, Performed extremely well every mission."

"Does it mention how I almost blew the last mission? Letting several of my comrades die by my mistakes. I barely finished that mission, I almost didn't get out of there. I was demoted from my commanding seat"

"You demanded demotion. From what I heard, you had to pull many strings to get demoted down to sergeant. I never thought that was posible. You're not a bad pilot, you're a god damn good one. You simply made a few mistakes... Please, we need you out there. What will it take you to go. "What will about my crew?"

"staying here."

"no. They will be stationed where I am stationed. They will All also be given promotions. I will also need Launcher Dagger L we have in the shop right now."

"you're asking allot from me. But if that is your wish, then you're wish shall be granted. I'll make the arrangements Immediately"
Edited by Metallavery, Feb 19 2012, 03:38 AM.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
Metallavery
Member Avatar
Corporal
[ *  *  * ]
San walked into the bay where his crew was working on the L dagger. It was close to being ready.
San had a stern Rigid expression, he spoke up in a commanding tone, the same way he gives all his orders and messages from superiors "Alright men, I have some news for you all." They all stopped what they where doing, They all came closer to San. "Turns out we're moving out from here. Back to africa, near the front lines."

Smiles appeared on all there faces, finally back where they were needed. Fixing the mobile suits that where scorched and busted. Fixing them, making sure they are fully ready for combat. One of the things that determine life and death for the pilots. It was what they all were waiting for.
San face still didn't change. "But, there will be changes. You all have been given a promotion."
They all cheered with glee. "Vlad will also now be your new Chief." Suddenly every one had a morbid expression. Vlad was the first to speak.

"What the hell does that been? Me being the chief? Are you telling us your leaving us? All we have been through? why?"

San just stared at Vlad, then he began to speak. "Thats not what is happening here. I'm still going with you. Its just that I have now been transfered to a MS team. I will be back in a pilots seat."

Every one was silent for a moment. Lenard Then spoke.
"You sure about this? Going back into a pilots seat?"

San retorted "The point is mute now. But, we do need to get this Dagger done. It will be my MS for now on and we're leaving in the morning."

Teary then said "Its already to go. We just finished the final touches."

San looked at her with a smile. "You haven't Teary. It still needs a paint job. How about, a bright yellowish orange. With a large lighting Blue Lotus on the chest. On the left solder should be my squads name The 33rd MS squad. On the right should be the 95th Mech crew."

The smiles returned to the crew. Kei Range said. "The flower of Ra. A fitting symbol for this MS. Just like your brothers gundam."

The paint was a light weight, long lasting paint, it was made so that it didn't need another paint job for another 10 years. The only thing that can take it off is a special liquid. In the end, the L Dagger was a beautiful MS. The next day it, San and his crew was shipped off to Africa where the carnage would begin again for San.
Offline Profile Quote Post Goto Top
 
1 user reading this topic (1 Guest and 0 Anonymous)
« Previous Topic · Oceania · Next Topic »
Add Reply

Theme released at ZNR