[quote name='Dane Summers' date='Jan 13 2012, 08:32 PM' post='1658023']
As for the SCRA - the point of our RP is that while we believe our goals are noble, we go about it in twisted ways. It's unfortunate, but it reinforces that there is no good guys in sirius - and in war, no side is just, because war makes monsters of everyone.
[quote name='Aphil' date='Feb 24 2011, 06:46 PM' post='1326506']
Rhade looked at the waitress and smiled.
"It'd be appreciated."
The Waitress nodded and walked away, no doubt going to fetch some Vodka.
"Alissa, here's how Nerve Stapling works. It's basically an implant which can electrocute you at the whim of a Commissar. It guarantee's loyaly, and it can kill you, my dear. I would know, considering I helped invent it for the SCUD Wing." Rhade sighed.[/quote]
[quote name='Alvin Katz' date='Mar 13 2011, 06:35 AM' post='1347247']
All scouts report in.
SCOUT-Alvarez - Equipped, ready to go on orders!
All hail the Volkhan!
Alejhandro Alvarez
Scout XO[/quote]
[quote name='Dane Summers' date='Jan 13 2012, 08:32 PM' post='1658023']As for "killing for sport" - that sounds like your speaking from a corsair perspective again. Were a military at war with military targets. That includes the corsairs, who are, in essence, a military\warrior society. [/quote]
Dozens of engines lit as Coalition ships across the planet went to full emergency power, as with a blinding flash, the two Typhoon Destroyers launched a pair of massive antimatter torpedoes into the unprotected spaceport far below. Gouts of blazing earth and metal blazed as the Coalition fleet fell into formation around the desperatly fleeing transports. As they did, the Fighters of Gold Wing detached, and raced in on the Zoner fleet, blazing away at their fighters.
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[quote name='razr' date='Dec 16 2011, 09:03 PM' post='1622537']
Vladimir emitted a bored sigh, running his hand over his face, he spoke to McKinley in a flat and dismissive tone.
"Enjoy the fight against yourself, Patrick." Vladimir pulled the pistol from the desk, with little grace or patience, and fired straight through McKinley's forehead, a clean shot; instantly leaving the man dead.
From outside the interviewing office, two leaving and a third behind with the sound of a gunshot, Alicia knew better than to waste anymore time, she quickly beckoned David and Jared towards the office where the noise had came from.
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[quote name='Haggis' date='Sep 5 2011, 02:10 PM' post='1536360'] "Commissar Kurkov, we still have one breathing"
"I'll have to put off that Chicken Salad then. I do hope Mendal hurries up with that last recruit or the whole damn ship will have eaten before we have."
He headed back to where the recruit was laying, in a puddle of his own blood - still apparently breathing.
"Recruitment denied."
*CLICK*, BANG, *CLICK*, BANG, *CLICK*, BANG
Vladimir riddled the recruit full of holes from the shotgun, blowing off both arms, legs and the boys head.
"Seal the door and switch off the transmitter. That's enough. Ooh. My stomachs rumbling."
The only noise left in the waiting area was that of the Commissars belly rumbling.
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