Firetruce *WARNING* Strong language Ahead!
Posted: Wed May 01, 2002 11:28 pm
Ok, here's the first part, been working on Plot stuff for a while, and got some of it hashed out. Please post all comments in the Firetruce Comments thread to keep this more coherent. Enjoy!<br><br><br>It was an unusually cold night on the Lush planet of Chalice. Spinning Hat and Timmain stood on top of the Holdfast wall, smoking a cigarette, and staring out over the small settlement chosen to hold the tenth Firetruce.<br><br>“What the hell are we doing here?” Timmain’s teeth chattered, as he threw his cigarette butt over the wall onto a sleeping tribal’s warharness.<br><br>“Whatever the Children of the Phoenix want us to do. Put down a revolt? Fine. Defend Chalice from the ‘Derm Hordes? Fine. I get paid the same either way.” <br><br>“Yeah, but it’s so damn COLD! I wouldn’t have signed up had I known that it was gonna be this way. I took my first wife here on our honeymoon, and it was hot, and humid, and the scenery was beautiful.”<br>        <br>Spinning Hat shrugged Timmain’s complaints off as a result of being cold, and lit another cigarette off the one he had just finished. Usually, he would have casually thrown his cigarette butt over the wall and let it fall where it may, but he felt a strange connection to this planet, so, out of respect, he simply dropped it onto the holdfast wall for the sanitation crew to clean up in the morning.<br><br>Despite the cold, both warriors of The Order of the Talon, or Dragon Talon Mercenaries, as they were more commonly called, remained ever vigilant in their duties, scanning the horizon for an invasion force of BioDerms, or for the exiled Harbingers of Phoenix, who, at the ninth Firetruce staged an uprising against the Keepers of the Phoenix, inciting riots and bringing much shame to the proud Phoenix. <br><br>“Hey Tim!”<br><br>“Yeah?”<br><br>“Check out our 12 o’clock, I think we got some trouble brewin’ down there by the stadium.”<br><br>Timmain turned from staring into the darkness with his thermal sensors, and adjusted his zoom to max on his modified sniper optics, and as he zoomed in, a small explosion blinded the warrior for an instant as his optics struggled to adjust to the burst of light, and he had to ultimately disable his thermal sensors so they didn’t burn out.<br><br>“Holy @#%$! Holy @#%$ @#%$ man! We gotta get down there now!” Timmain exclaimed, as he readied his Spinfusor for battle.<br><br>“Not yet, we need to receive the order to leave our post first, let the fire suppression system take care of the flames, and let the local security and medics deal with the rest. We’re here to guard against invasion, not to settle gambling disputes.”<br><br>Just as Spinning Hat finished speaking, the encrypted Q-reed comms that the DTM used came to life. <br><br>“Attention all mercs, this is Jester. Ready all weapons, and head immediately to the Stadium, set a perimeter around the bombsite, and use any force necessary to quell the situation. Jester out.”<br><br>A grim look came over the two mercenaries, as they saw people running from the flames screaming in agony, and bits of plasma mixed with stahlplast and flesh dripping off the screaming forms. As Spinning Hat turned to Timmain, another, larger explosion rocked the Grand Hall, where the Council is held, as well as where the main contingent of local security is housed.<br><br>“Well, are you ready to earn your pay SH?” Timmain asked grimly, double-checking his equipment before they undoubtedly entered the fray to subdue an unknown enemy.<br><br>“Ah @#%$ me, this was supposed to be an easy assignment, ya know? Thirty days of guard duty, and a chance to get a tan… I guess a little combat practice can’t hurt, ayia?”<br>With that, Spinning Hat and Timmain leaped off the wall, towards the initial explosion.<br><br>**********<br> <p><map name="SHMAP"><area href="http://xmenclan.org" target="_blank" shape="rect" coords="169, 72, 193, 143"><area href="http://dragontalonmercs.com" target="_blank" shape="rect" coords="0, 78, 25, 141"><area href="http://pub1.ezboard.com/uspinninghat.sh ... anguage=EN" target="_blank" shape="rect" coords="22, 3, 172, 30"></map><img border="0" src="http://www.xmenclan.org/sh3d2.gif" usemap="#SHMAP" width="194" height="144"> <br>Why Do I always Die?!?!</p><i></i>