01-05-2009, 10:28 AM
Diesel stood next to Brandon, as he lit up a cigarette. Brandon's powersuit was covered in blood, but no one cared at the moment.
"Fireteam, Sound Off!" Diesel barked, at his newly assembled team of men.
"Sargent Duke reporting in!" shouted the black German Shepherd with the triple-barreled shotgun.
"Specialist Zach reporting in!" the Siamese Cat sniper replied, his tail flicking coolly behind him.
"Captain Renny Reporting as Ordered, Sir!" the black Renamon barked, her voice echoing.
(OOC: three more people.)
Sable grinned, "you know I'm here, Wuffy."
This caused the other two to chuckle, only to be silenced by a glare from Diesel.
Brandon was about to address the group, when everything went black. It felt like they had stepped into water, and were sinking fast. When the light finally returned, the six soldiers and their small cache of weapons stored in a Half-Track Transport Vehicle were on a strange planet.
Diesel looked around, and saw some people that looked like they were out of Ye Olde Renaissance Fayre.
"...the fuck just happened?" Brandon asked, looking at the others.
OOC: time for the two groups to meet!
"Fireteam, Sound Off!" Diesel barked, at his newly assembled team of men.
"Sargent Duke reporting in!" shouted the black German Shepherd with the triple-barreled shotgun.
"Specialist Zach reporting in!" the Siamese Cat sniper replied, his tail flicking coolly behind him.
"Captain Renny Reporting as Ordered, Sir!" the black Renamon barked, her voice echoing.
(OOC: three more people.)
Sable grinned, "you know I'm here, Wuffy."
This caused the other two to chuckle, only to be silenced by a glare from Diesel.
Brandon was about to address the group, when everything went black. It felt like they had stepped into water, and were sinking fast. When the light finally returned, the six soldiers and their small cache of weapons stored in a Half-Track Transport Vehicle were on a strange planet.
Diesel looked around, and saw some people that looked like they were out of Ye Olde Renaissance Fayre.
"...the fuck just happened?" Brandon asked, looking at the others.
OOC: time for the two groups to meet!
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
******
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I reach the other side,
I can show him what it feels like to die.
I can show him what it feels like to die.
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I'm cast out of the skies,
I can shoot the Devil right between the eyes.
