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| Boot Camp - [Mature] [Complete] - Part 2/3; Difficulty: Moderate | |
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| Deleted User | Apr 4 2011, 04:27 PM Post #1 |
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Boot Camp [Mature] - Pt 2/3 Location: Vegeta Available: Always Difficulty: Moderate Quest - 6,000 Word Minimum +5 SP Bonus Per additional 1,000 words +2 RP Bonus Per additional 1,500 Words Requirements: "Lick My Boot!" Must be done prior to taking on this quest. Description: After some dirty work, the warriors have accepted you as one of their own. However, this is only the beginning. To even begin your training with the elite you must run a gauntlet of obstacles to prove your worth. These obstacles run from doing a basic errand to enduring exercises through fire and ice. ___________ ___________ Words: 6,333/6,000 Heug, Virz, Talo and Gaw were buried, horns were blown, Ki Blasts were fired into the sky, touching words were spoken in three different tongues. The android was nowhere to be seen. He preferred to honor his comrades in a different way, his way. Hanging up their dog tags, which he had taken after the battle against the Smilovenator Horridus, Android X sighed softly, and closed his eyes. He sat, and adjusted slightly, angling himself and relaxing his stomach muscles in order to fall backward, to a laying position. As he achieved said state, his mind flashed and echoed with visions and voices of his fallen friends. His internal organs groaned deeply in contraction, as though quivering in remorse for the loss of life. The android lay, motionless for a few moments, keeping his eyes closed, in an attempt, to recall the alive and breathing faces, of the four brothers he had known. A shuttle was landing outside the military outpost and as Android X lay in his bunk, he used his Ki Sense Level 1 to scan all the occupants aboard. His Ki Sense detected that these were the 'New Recruits' he had been hearing about. This deeply saddened the android. This meant his comrades were not only really gone, but they were being replaced. As the occupants of the shuttle began to exit the capsule and venture forth in his direction, his scans picked up nothing of much interest. By this point the android had gotten some experience and honestly, he was sick of the fighting, the bloodshed. Something strange; as he scanned through the new recruits, one of them was giving off a faint energy, a little too faint. Android X's eyes eventually worked themselves into an excepting state and looked upward at the bottom of the bunk above him.. Talo's bunk. He thought about this faint energy and accepted that it could mean only one thing, Ki Suppression. The android cracked a half-smile, though it quickly faded. His Ki was constantly in this Suppressed-state and after the events of the last week, he was confident that keeping his energy hidden was indeed a good strategy. This made the android cautious, because perhaps this new recruit had the same ideas in his head. Android X tightened his lower back muscles and engaged his core, pulling his shoulders, neck and head away from the uncomfortable, thin mattress. He sat and looked toward the door to the barracks. Any minute and the new recruits would be walking in, the quiet and lonely room would fill with noise and laughter. Jokes would be made, eyes would fall upon the android, bunks would be claimed. The android's sight drifted across the room to Heug's bunk, then lofted lazily to the left; Virz. His eyes then closed and rolled to the far right, his head following the lead gently. When his eyes again opened, he was staring at the bunk of Gaw, far in the right corner of the room, and the biggest bunk on the base. Android X swallowed hard, this isn't something he wanted to be around for.. The android's guilt controlled him. He sat up in his favorite tree, high above the military outpost, and just outside the perimeter. From this vantage point he could see everything the compound had to offer, if anything.. He sighed so often now that he felt as though he wasn't actually retaining any oxygen in his lungs at all. He must be exhaling it out twice as fast and in greater quantity than he was bringing it in. He soon felt light headed, and though the endorphins prodded his brain and chemicals adjusted to relieve his pain, he felt worse than ever. He had spent the last month and a half doing all the Bitch work imaginable. He had scrubbed, brushed, crawled, polished, cleaned and licked the floors of every structure on the base. He had found home in it. He had done all the dirty work his comrades ever asked of him.. and they had accepted him as one of their own, but where were they now.. Android X slammed his fist into his thigh, the impact so hard, he almost felt the metal deep inside, under the layers of circuitry, bone, muscle tissue, veins and a thin layer of skin. It was all his fault, he thought, his eyes sparking and flickering with energy and light. Another second and his favorite branch; high up top, in his favorite tree, just outside the perimeter of the outpost, made an evil crackling, followed by a depressed moan. The android's eyelids argued for several minutes. The bottom lids wanted to make love to the top ones. The top lids wanted nothing to do with the bottom lids and tried with all their might to get away. The bottom one's pulled, with help from the cheek's tendons, shaking profusely just under and between the eyes. Finally, the top lids won the little tug-of-war and sprung their way upward, almost sucking up inside of the android's face, behind his brow. His bottom lids accepted defeat and retreated downward, allowing for sight once again. Android X began to dread seeing. Every time he looked outward, he saw ghostly images of the fallen. Every time he closed his eyes, the darkness was filled with ghosts and demons, screaming out at him and asking for help. And there he lay, motionless again, doing nothing. Having climbed out of a small, Android X-shaped crater in the dirt, the android walked. He made his way back into the outpost, not even humoring the old memories, when he used to fly over the tall, exterior walls. Now, he walked, head hanging low, eyes on the dirt. His cold hand reached forth, and pressed against a door. The door opened slowly as he gave minimal effort, almost none at all to push through it. As he walked inside the barracks, he strolled leisurely to his bunk, ignoring the surprised looks of more than a dozen new recruits. He didn't so much turn, as simply swing one of his legs, low across his body toward his other. This caused his hips, spine, shoulders, neck and head all to turn abruptly, in an 'About-Face' demonstration and landed him a grandiose-spot on his mattress. Today would consist of nothing more than introductions and audio conditioning as the Drill Instructors would blow out their voices insuring the new recruits' ears were working properly, and their mouths were not. A chance for the android, to try, to rest. A new day dawned and the morning light flooded through the windows of the barracks, lighting up the exposed, front-sides of the android's eyelids. From the inside his eyeballs sizzled and zaps with electrical pulses and currents flowing through them, as though someone had just turned on the morning pot of coffee and it was slowly warming up before beginning to brew. Android X's retinas rolled forward and examined the bright-red, almost transparent backsides of his eyelids. He studied the many tiny veins that sprawled this way and that all across the tiny flaps of skin. What an amazing piece of work he thought. The android lifted his head from his mattress, eyes still closed. He stretched his arms and legs outward, up and down, his jaw extending toward the floor as well, as he inhaled to the brink and then exhaled in a massive yawn. As he yawned his face resembled that of a roaring lion and he pictured such and smirked softly as he licked his lips and closed his mouth. Today was a special day and it was about time for the android to get a jump-start on it. As he finally opened his eyes, he stood, leaving a large dimple behind in his still-warm mattress. The android walked to the window of the barracks and peered outside. His gaze drifted along the oh-so-familiar landscape that had become his home. He turned and his eyes scanned the room subtly as rotated around one hundred-eighty degrees. Before he could finish his full-rotation, he stopped, his eyes catching hold on something out of place. In a room full of nothing but sleeping cadets and motionless shadows, there, sitting up on one of the bunks near the corner of the room, was a man. The man was sitting up on his bunk, next to the wall, the window slightly cracked and the smoke from his lit cigarette cascading out into the breeze. The android's eyes flailed vigorously as they tried to comprehend the sudden abstract detection they had encountered. Unusual, thought the android, but then he realized; this was the same cadet from before. The new recruit who was no-doubt, suppressing his Ki. The android's eyes were now locked on the cadet and he suddenly realized it. He attempted to play it off by stalling for a few more seconds and then arching his head and neck backward in an almost surprised manner. As his head reached it's apex, he stalled out and then let it bounce down and then back up a few times, before finally launching his head down and firing off a tremendous sneeze. This was the kind of sneeze that would not only wake everyone in the barracks, but perhaps everyone on the military outpost. The android sniffed up the remnant mucus and sucked up any stray saliva that might have worked it's way to the brim of his lip. He then walked hastily out the door of the barracks and left it to slam shut in his wake. Android X launched suddenly into the air and burst off with intense energy through the sky, flying up to one of the guard towers and landing atop it. As he set down on the tower he looked around at the entirety of the military compound that stretched out below him. Most everything was the same as usual, as his eyes looked over the base, darting in and out of nooks and crannies and focusing hard through shadows and other dark spots in the scenery. As his eyes crossed the terrain, he saw today's activity; a large obstacle-course. The android inhaled deeply through his nose, drawing in as much air as his ballooning lungs could take. As they reached an almost full capacity, he paused, his chest swollen and his neck and shoulder muscles tight. He let out a long, satisfied groan as he allowed the air to leave his lungs and he smiled softly, feeling the warm, rising-sun's rays baking down on his skin. A good half of the compound's interior extremities, had been converted into the large obstacle-course and the android couldn't help but think, today might be a little fun.. Another hour and the sun had risen, substantially in the sky. It's awesome rays burned down in full-force and scorched metallic and dry objects alike. As well as a few fair-skinned recruits who had finally ventured outside. Android X wiped his hand across his forehead, his palm sliding along slowly and collecting a mass of sweat that had accumulated below his hairline. As he pulled his hand away from his face, he looked down into it, singing a ghostly reflection of himself in the little smears of water that defaced his hand. Android or not, he was parched and longed for some cool, refreshing liquid to quench his thirst. The android now leaned, standing on the hard ground, against a metal structural-support that ran vertically up one end of the massive obstacle-coarse. He looked up at the guard-tower he had befriended earlier and lifted his hand above his brow to block out the sun, while allowing him to better see his old-acquaintance. An alarm sounded suddenly, ripping throughout the base. The noise terrorized the senses as a whole, especially the ears, and the android contemplated ripping the whole place apart; until the audio-torture finally ceased. A grunting-voice came over the loud speaker, accompanied by some pops and crackles from the microphone being adjusted on the other end. Recruits poured from the barracks and mess-hall, wiping food from their pie-holes and tucking in their shirts, just in time to hear the announcement. "Ladies, today we have something Special for you.. Say hello to the X1750: The Newest Training Exercise for the Elite Soldier." As the voice echoed out of the speakers, mounted high above, new recruits and familiar candidates alike, turned, gawked, pushed, shoved and crowded their way around the massive jungle-gym. Their faces twisted and distorted as they cracked jokes and laughter escaped them. The android could see their expressions were a lazy cover-up for their anxious-paranoia, doing a shitty job of hiding just beneath the surface. The obstacle-coarse was a sight to see, with several narrow bridges connecting 5 large zones. In order to traverse the beast, one had to start on the designated Starting platform, there, an instructor would start a timer and the Candidate would hear a buzzer go off to suggest his forward movement. The first section was Zone 1: which was perhaps the most brutal of the entire coarse. Android X thought about this and agreed, if you could make it through the first section, then you probably had what it took to make it through the entire thing. This was a good, straight-on approach to weeding out the pussies and weaklings, devised by some power-hungry, War-mongers who wanted the most Elite Soldiers spit out on an assembly-line in mass quantities and, in record-time. Android X drooped his skull to either side, elongating his neck downward and allowing for popping and stretching of tendons and ligaments that ran the length. As he rolled his shoulders back to encourage further loosening, the voice sounded off it's concluding taunts. "Now line-up, and let's get this show on the road. Oh and remember, the Three Soldiers with the Fastest Time through the Coarse will Be Awarded a Special Assignment.. and Believe me, you WANT this Assignment.. ..." With that, the hustle and bustle of the crowd of Soldiers grew to an all out uproar as egos swelled and collided, bumping and pushing their way through one another to get first-crack at the obstacle-coarse. However once they were all jumbled up around the starting platform, there was hardly a soul among them that stepped forth across the line. In fact, there was only one who did. "Durrow! Durrow!" the surrounding participants clambered and exclaimed, as the Ki Suppressing 'New Recruit' stepped forth, over the line and came to settle on the center of the Start Platform. He was an average sized Soldier, nothing like Heug or Gaw and this interested the android. Anyone with such a small stature and an abundance of energy hidden away inside, would be a definite force to reckoned with. The android himself was a little smaller than Durrow and he knew his own power was pulsating and throbbing just below the surface, waiting for a chance, an excuse to be unleashed again. Android X walked away from his previous lean and obtained a better viewing location, several yards from the obstacle coarse, just up a slight embankment. The android thrust his pelvis and lower back forth, as his hands came to push against his hips from behind and he arched his chest upward, stretching hard. He looked on as the Soldier stood, in a mighty fashion on the platform, ready to engage the first stage of the treacherous X1750. Android X looked on in wonder, glad he would finally get the chance to see a small sample of the Warrior's power... A loud buzzer sounded off, and in a flash the humanoid looking warrior was rushing forward. He jumped leisurely back and forth, bounding over four moving, angled platforms that made up the introduction of Zone One. As Durrow's feet connected with the next 'Resting-Platform' Android X watched, as the Soldier rolled his neck side to side and stretched his arms slightly to the sides. Durrow was eying the next set of obstacles before him and without another moment of rest, he darted forth. The cadet bounded up a steep incline and then dove, sailing through the air with his arms outstretched before him, gliding through the air seamlessly as though he was also suppressing his natural bird form. His hands made contact with a rope net, and his body swung down as he gripped it, halting his momentum. His legs swept low and his toes barely missed the surface of the water pit that was installed strategically below. This small pond was placed to catch the cadets that would not, make the jump to the rope net. Durrow climbed effortlessly up the rope net and rolled down the otherwise, the ropes cradling his weight as he was tossed to the bottom of the next and then worked his way out and up onto the next resting-platform. Durrow turned and glanced at the crowd of cadets who were still grouped around the Starting platform, they saw his on look and cheered wildly, throwing their hands into the air and jumping up on one another's backs. Durrow gave acknowledgment with a slight wave of his hand and then turned back toward the task at hand..though it wasn't proving to be much of a task for him at all. The next obstacle he faced was a series of weighted walls. He would have to run up to the first one, which weighed the least amount, lift it up, forcing it's edges up the long tracks that ran parallel to one another and then duck under the new hole he had created before the wall came down on top of him. The next wall was two times heavier than the first and the last wall was five times heavier than the second. By the time the android had finished thinking about this, Durrow was standing at the next Resting platform, having made child's-play of the weighted walls. The android shifted his stance a little and his legs grew weary of standing. He gently drifted upward into the air, using his flight to gain elevation and access to the barracks roof, which rest behind him. As he lofted up, his ass cleared the edge of the roof and he leaned backward and dropped, planting softly on the edge of the building's top face. He laid one arm across his lap and dug the elbow of his opposite into his thigh. He then slouched forward and lay his chin to rest in his open palm, looking downward at the action from an improved vantage point. By the time the android had changed his viewing location, Durrow had made it to Zone Two. Android X smirked gently as he watched on with growing interest. Zone Two wasn't as tough as the first, but this zone tested your timing and coordination, where as the first zone focused on the strength of your muscles and your desire to make an impression on the obstacle-coarse. Durrow smashed through the next stage at alarming speed. The drill instructors watched on, their jaw's hanging down to the floor and their tongues slightly emerging from their mouths. They had never seen someone move through the new coarse with such ease... and style. Durrow tore through Zone Two in record-time and now he looked on at Zone Three. This zone was designed to test the mind of the soldier, more specifically, his will power. Up to this point, Android X had been moderately impressed with the performance of the new recruit and he was confident in the cadet's ability to conquer the next stage. Zone Three had swinging bags, swaying back and forth at different speeds with a bridge underneath that was as thin as your foot wide. The bridge rocked back and forth on the breeze, a very uneasy foundation awaited any who attempted to cross it, and especially if they were unsteady and dodging back and forth between the swinging bags. This however, was not the most interesting part of this obstacle. What dug into the will of the soldier who would face this stage, was a dummy; hanging in the middle of the bridge, from the horizontal beam above. The dummy resembled a civilian who was in peril, and it was up to the Soldier crossing the bridge, to determine whether or not the civilian could, or should be saved. This was what took it's toll on the cadet who took a shot at this stage. By this point, they had proven their physical strength and their timing and agility, but now they would be tested on their comprehension and compassion for others in need, others in danger. The crowd erupted in applause and cheer, their voices carrying throughout the interior of the military compound, resonating off the walls and bouncing back in echo. The android's ears registered sound and signals rushed to his brain, jarring and zapping at his circuitry and sending his eyes out of their zoned-out state and back to a present moment of awareness and focus. Android X looked down and saw Durrow standing at the Resting-Platform between Zone Three and Zone Four. There, Durrow stood, looking once again back at the crowd of his peers and nodded in response, the civilian-dummy hanging over his shoulder. It appeared to the android that Durrow had not even begun to express his true potential and the android liked the thought. What else could this warrior do.. what else could he accomplish.. what would it take, to push him to his full-potential.. Zone Four was a monster of rope swings, trap-doors in the floor leading to pit falls, barrels laid onto their sides atop long, thin pieces of metal; requiring the soldier to balance, walk the barrel down the decline and keep it on the track to the other side, only to face another one running flat, and a third one angling upward with a steep pitch. Android X's arms engaged against the edge of the roof on either sides of his seated pelvis. His hands pressed into the surface and he tensed his shoulders, lifting himself up. His left leg had fallen asleep and he gently picked himself up, and allowed his right leg to stand under him. He uncoiled upward as he straightened his posture and applied the majority of his weight to his sturdy right leg, his left leg merely touching against the ground with little feeling in it. He laughed on the inside at the state of his asleep, left leg and pounded the knuckles of his index and middle finger, from his left hand, viciously into the side of his thigh. His mind filled with chemical imbalances and he swayed his noggin from one side to the other, thinking he could almost feel the fluids in his skull swashing from one side to the other like waves against the structural supports beneath an old pier. His leg began to tingle and he applied more pressure to his left leg, mashing his numb foot against the roof's surface and dropping his left shoulder to try and encourage the awakening of his lazy limb. The android's eyes burned as the sun's rays pierced into reflective metal and bounced back at his face. He squinted and moved his hand up to shade his brow. Android X looked on at the Obstacle Coarse and gasped suddenly as he say Durrow, surrounded by the other cadets, receiving praise and admiration for his record-fast completion of the coarse. The new recruits and drill instructors gathered around Durrow and proceeded to shake hands with the man and finally a small red token was awarded to the warrior, an indication that he had earned not only a tremendous time, but an invitation to the Special Assignment. The rest of the day consisted of the remaining Cadets traversing the coarse. The android was long gone, off reservation in the thick forest that butted up against the East walls of the military outpost. New recruits tried to mimic the display they had seen earlier in the day, put on by Durrow. Their efforts, however, were in vain and one after another they plummeted into water traps and lost their footing on the narrow bridges and rolling barrels. This coarse was definitely top-of-the-line as far as preparation-training went. Sadly, most weren't even prepared for that. At last a loud alarm sounded, emerging through the trees and into Android X's ears. He lifted his chin slightly and turned his eyes in the direction of the sound. The contest had ended. Android X sighed heavily and his shoulders fell on either sides of his neck. What a long day, he thought as he gathered his military issue boots and shirt off the dirt floor. He slipped his arms, one after another into the cotton shirt's arm holes and then pulled the third hole over his head. As soft cotton met the top of his pants the android strolled casually out of the thick brush and back towards the base. In his wake tree's groaned with unrest and fatigue, covered in burn marks and the imprints of heavy knuckles, elbows, knees and shins. Android X walked into the barracks, the door slamming shut behind him, and he looked across the room to see Durrow; seated in his usual position on his bunk, blowing smoke out the cracked-window. The android nodded slightly to the cadet and then walked to his bunk. Today had taken it's toll on the android and it had only been a friendly competition. Tomorrow was the Real test, and it was going to take some rest if the android hoped to recover some of the energy he had exerted in the forest. Android X collapsed onto his mattress, remembering the sight of the room lifting quickly through his eyeballs as he literally fell asleep. The half-sweet, half-death smell of burning tobacco crept up to the android's pallet. The smell relaxed there for a moment, drifting slightly away as the android exhaled through his nose. The smoke then spun head over heels and grabbed at his upper lip, trying to hold on, as it was sucked and dragged up into the two, snotty holes. Android X's eyes opened slowly, the corners being hassled by impending eye-boogers and he sat up. He turned his head toward the spot where he had seen the human-looking warrior the previous evening. There, sitting in exactly the same spot, as though no time had passed at all; was Durrow. Durrow cocked his eyebrow slightly upward as looked at the android, exhaling a breath of smoke from his lungs. Android X rolled his shoulders back and thrust upward, gaining a standing position. He looked at Durrow and thought to himself, wondering how much power this soldier really possessed inside. Suddenly Durrow spit forth words, stringing them together and gently tossing a question mark in, somewhere after the last word.. "You ready for today... ?" Android X had already begun to step forward toward the door when the words interrupted his forward progress. The android put his foot half-risen foot down and turned his head to face Durrow. His lips parted momentarily as though to release the first words he had ever truly spoken.. but then, as if he had forgotten how to speak, or never really learned, he closed his lips and tipped his forehead downward slightly to answer Durrow. Android X then resumed his previous actions and left the barracks with an ache, terrorizing the backside of his right eyeball. The android figured he had been breathing in the second-hand smoke for a while and he sighed. The throbbing behind his eyeball was getting worse, and today was no day to have any sort of distractions or ailments holding you back. Android X walked to the mess hall; it was just about lunch time and he figured he could run into his Commander there. Truth be told, the android would much rather have taken a rain-check on the events that were going to unfold later that evening, but he shrugged it off and approached the table where his C.O. was seated. The large, smoothly-shaven man set his fork down, the metal clanging against his tin plate. He then leaned back in his chair and patted his large belly, the buttons on his shirt struggling to hold everything within. The android reached into his pocket and then his hand moved toward the table, resting for a moment on it's cold surface, and then retracting back to it's natural-hang. On the table lay a small token; one that the exactly matched the red one he had seen Durrow receive after completing the Obstacle-Coarse, except this one, was blue. Stipulations of the competition had announced that the three fastest times would be awarded a Special Assignment, and once the contest was over, the crowd had mumbled and murmured incessantly. They had seen Durrow; the first cadet to not only face the grueling coarse, but to conquer it in one foul-swoop. They had seen him receive his red token, which represented his placement in the contest. And they had watched tirelessly as one after another contestants failed to traverse the menacing obstacles. Late in the day, they finally got another uproar going when one of the new, and younger of the recruits landed on the finish-platform. The young soldier had thrown his hands up in victory and upon doing so, lost his balance and fell backwards off the platform, breaking his arm as he attempted to catch himself against the rock-hard dirt. As the medics lifted and carried the young cadet on a backboard, they paused briefly next to the Instructor and allowed for the soldier's award to be placed into his unbroken arm's hand. His reward, was a small token just like Durrow's before him, his however was yellow. As he gave a last wave and smile to his on-lookers the medics hustled him out of the sun and into the cool-shade of one of the buildings across the compound to begin repairs on his arm. After the remaining cadets had attempted, and failed to beat the coarse, the instructors came out to announce the conclusion and acknowledge everyone's attendance and valiant efforts. The Drill Instructor proceeded to announce that the had got their list of the three soldiers who had run the fastest times and would get the opportunity to participate in the Special Assignment. The crowd was confounded at the announcement, because they had witnessed Durrow and the younger cadet both trump the coarse, but they had never seen a third person reach the finish or be rewarded any sort of token. The Commanding Officer smiled as his eyes came to rest upon the blue token, laying on the table before him. He leaned forward in his chair and adjusted his thick-brimmed glasses to better frame his worn-out eyes. He hunched over and examined the blue token carefully, as though he were trying to determine if it were counterfeit or not. Android X waited patiently, inhaling through his nose slowly, until his lungs filled, and then exhaling out his mouth at an even slower rate than his inhalation. His heart beat slowed tremendously and his internal organs quivered slightly, as though they weren't sure whether or not to continue to function. The android looked onward as his C.O. finally sat back and let forth a big laugh. Android X continued to wait, unamused by the fat man, and now beginning to become slightly irritated by the lack of progression here. The android's fist clenched in reaction as the Commander suddenly shot up out of his chair. The C.O. picked up the blue token and extended it out toward the android as he approached. Android X's hand relaxed and he extended it, taking the token from the man gently. "Right then!" sparked the Commander, "Let's get on it with." Android X turned and followed the large, bulging man as he exited the mess hall and proceeded toward the shuttle-launch pad. There, awaited a group of men, armed to the teeth and dressed head to toe in battle-rattle. Android X yawned slightly as they made their way up a wide ramp and finally found themselves standing on the launch pad. The android looked at the shuttle, docked behind the men and noticed it was active and ready to launch at the press of a button. Android X's eyes smiled softly and his shoulders rolled backward as his arms stretched slightly behind him. At last, he thought. The android looked at the six or seven men who stood around the shuttle's bay door, talking amongst themselves and smoking cigarettes. He noticed a few of them cracking jokes and messing around, a sure sign of anxiety. This.. Special Assignment was going to be interesting. Among the soldiers however, the android noticed that Durrow was not present. Android X realized that neither was the third cadet who had broken his arm, but the android hadn't expected he'd be accompanying them on this mission after that little slip. The Commanding Officer walked off to one side and kicked the heels of his large, black boots together and wedged his hat up into his armpit as he folded one arm at his side and rose his hand to his red-face with the other. Android X watched on, his ears preparing for an announcement from the sweaty, sun-burnt man.. "Gentlemen. You have arrived. Take a look at the men around you. You are going on a Special Assignment and the men around you, are your only lifelines.. and you, theirs. Keep an eye on one another out there, and don't let your guard down. You have been training rigorously for this moment and now is Not the time to rest and pat yourself on the back. Now is the time to push forth, and give it one last Good Shove to achieve the victory you have been seeking after. Upon completion of this mission, you will all receive some special perks, not to mention the Experience you'll have gained while in the field.. ..Now, Go, make me Proud, and don't get your Fucking head blown off your Goddamn body!" With that, the Commander's hand shot up to his brow, his fingers all butted up against one another in a horizontal row and his thumb tucked tightly up against his palm. The men around the android threw their hands up in unison and saluted the C.O. As their hands came away from their heads, the Commander's hand left his brow in a proud, strong motion, probably because it was the last one he'd ever give these men. The Soldiers turned and picked up any remaining gear they had tossed about or laid on the ground and began to load up the shuttle. Android X climbed inside the shuttle and his eyes shot to a man, seated near the tail-end of the fuselage.. Durrow. The android smiled on the inside and walked down the narrow isle of the shuttle, taking a seat across from the Second-Place-time holder. Android X reached into his pocket and pulled the small, blue token from it's resting place. He looked down at it for a second and then slipped it through his hand, up onto the top of his thumb, resting on the thumbnail. He then wrapped his index finger over the tip of his thumb and the edge of the token, aiming the knuckle of his thumb toward the cadet across from him and gently pulling his thumb free from the equation. The token flipped through the air for a split second before Durrow's hand shot up and snatched it, pulling it down to his lap at almost invisible speed. Durrow looked forward at the android and bowed his head slightly. The shuttle jarred and tossed and then they were airborne. The trip only took minutes, but it felt like forever as the android continued to wait and wait for action. He blamed his haste on the headache that had now spread, from behind his right eye, to engulf the majority of the right side of his brain. The pain was so intense now, that the android felt uncomfortable with his eyes both closed and open. He blinked several times, wincing in annoyance and flexed and relaxed his eyebrows, trying to find a way to perhaps, massage the nuisance from his mind.. his attempts were in vain. Android X, Durrow and the other brave soldiers on board the shuttle went on their Special Assignment that night. Visiting a giant chasm that tore deep into the planet's surface, penetrating down through multiple layers of planetary crust and ice. The shuttle launched singular pods as it descended, sending at least half of the ship's occupants firing off into the various ice caverns as it dropped. Android X and Durrow remained aboard the shuttle with two other soldiers as it plummeted deep down into the planet's interior crevasse. Android X peered out the window as light began to emerge through the glass. The android swallowed and breathed calmly as his eyes witnessed a giant room sprawl out around the ship as it finally cleared the narrow walls of the chasm. The interior of the shuttle began to boil and the android used his Ki Sense to scan the temperature of the air inside. His readings registered at over 150 degrees and he shifted uneasily in his seat. He glanced across the isle at his comrade; Durrow and realized he had passed out. Android X's head rocked suddenly as he felt the shuttle jolt to one side. There was something wrong; they were approaching a solid landing-zone and the shuttle wasn't slowing down.. in fact, it was picking up speed. The android rushed quickly to the cockpit and found that the pilot and co-pilot resembled Durrow's unconscious state. His eyes drifted upward slowly, and he looked outward through the front window of the cockpit. Android X only had enough time to process one full word through his advanced, cybernetic-enhanced brain, before impact.. ..Shit. |
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============ Grader's Notes: What can i say? It was as I have come to expect from you, and I enjoyed it. ============ Word Count: 6333/6000 [ + 333 Over] Character Level: 2 =========== Base Rewards =========== Exp: 20 SP: 13 RP: 4 TP: 0 ================= +Word Count Rewards ================= Exp: 0 SP: 0 RP: 0 TP: 0 =========== Total Rewards =========== Exp: 20 SP: 15(+2 judge bonus) RP: 5(+1 judge bonus) TP: 0 Fatigue: 5% *Updated* |
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