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[Grunt Salesman]

Everyone I know has gone somewhere fairly far from where I live for the holidays. I'm sitting around at home, with no one to talk to, and I figure that a RPG is a good way to pass the time! =D

[I]***Backstory***[/I]
The year 2103. The Earth Federation Government (EFG) has spread its influence across systems throughout the galaxy. Hundreds of planets are colonized by bold pioneers, seeking adventure and freedom. The EFG's program has selected only specific government officials, from cultured countries, making sure that the government on the new colony runs smoothly.

Sometimes, it does not.

The need for a naval fleet arose when several nuclear warheads were tracked coming in-system, just outside of Mars. The warheads were most obviously targeted at Earth. Nasa launched remote controlled craft to disable and dismantle the warheads. Tracking their route, the Nasa techs found the origin of the nukes.

The US president sent transmissions to the colony, and was answered by static.

One month later, a group of colonist space vessels jumped in-system, from the same origin as the nukes. When hailed by Earthen dry docks, the craft fired missles at the stations, and were destroyed by Earthen oribital defenses. The EFG unanymously voted to declare war on the colony.

A year later, the Earthen Expansionary Defense Fleet was assembled. Featuring pilots from the planet's top air forces, the starfighters were exceptionally formidable. Two capitol ships, 300 meters from bow to aft, were constructed to be the heart of the fleet. They jumped towards the colony Orion A2.

The fleet reverted to realspace, and was greeted by a horrible sight. The once green and beautiful planet, was gray and brown. What few trees that were left were in isolated pockets of forest, usually near a sea. The atmosphere was thick with smog. The two moons orbiting it were drilled through and through with mining shafts and pockmarked by craters. A mass of turbolasers protruded from an iron ring around the planet.

The Earthen ships were immediately under fire. The [I]Unity Flame[/I] was destroyed before the klaxons could even notify the pilots to launch. The [I]Harbinger[/I] soon followed. But not before two squadrons of fighters were launched from its bays.

With grim faces, and hearts full of dread, the squadrons arced around towards the defence ring. Brilliant green light darted all about the fighters, but their agility and slim design prevailed. After loosing an entire payload of Havok Ion Missles at the ring, the fighters turned about and raced away, gaining distance for another pass.

By the second pass, an enemy picket fleet had picked up signals from the defense ring, and microjumped into range. The fighters began breaking formation in an attempt to surround the picket ships. Lumbering capitol ships, half the size of Rhode Island loosed huge volleys of missles that destroyed half of the fighters in short lived blossoms of flame.

Tai Kuricho commed his wingmate, Amy Daniels. "Four, there's no way we can win this! We have to-"

"Keep fighting!"

"No! If we fight, we die. Honor is of no-" Tai was cut off as an explosion rocked his ship, drowning his words in static. "Honor doesn't matter right now Amy! We have to try and survive"

Amy was about to reply, untill she saw her lifelong friend and other wingmate, Jacob Land, die in a blinding flash.

"We'll 'crash' on the planet. Hopefully th-" Another explosion sent Tai's fighter tumbling off to the right, before he stabalized it. "Hopefully they will think we died in the crash"

"Yeah...whatever Lead. I'll relay the message." Amy killed the channel and relayed the message to the remaining members of Tai's squadron.

[I]I hope I can do this...[/I] Tai though as he pulled the fail-safe fuse under the control panel, and maxed his engines well beyond their limits. His engines soon exploded in a blue cascade and a shower of steel. The fighter rocked, then began to tumble as a secondary explosion followed.

Amy and her remaining wingmate detonated the remaining missles in their wingtips, and were sent spirailing towards the surface of Orion A2. Whispering a small prayer to herself. She aimed the nose of the fighter at one of the planets remaining forests, and closed her eyes...

Tai tryed to match Amy's vector, but realized it would be too obvious. He still tweaked in her direction a few degrees, hoping they wouldn't be too far apart when they crashed. [I]If they lived, of course.[/I]

Alex, one of the remaining members of the squadron, who had blown his missle payload with Amy, angled for one of the planets few remaining seas. "If only I can land near the coast of that forest, maybe I can live off of the native fruits... [I]Or[/I] maybe i'll miss the ocean entirely and get impaled on a tree. Oh well"

His fighter began to shed sheets of brilliant flame as he entered A2's atmosphere.

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The first thing that Tai saw when he woke up was a very large pair of solid black eyes. "Is that a [I]monkey[/I] on my freaking head?!" He shook the primate off, and sat halfway up, grimacing at the pain. Looking around himself, he saw that his ship had crashed in a desert. He looked at the sun to get his bearings, then surveyed the landscape. To the east was a forest, to the west a range of very tall, dark mountains.

"Amy is probably dead. And Alex. Probably Max too..." He sighed to himself, and crawled away from the smoking streak of glassed sand his crash had made. Standing up, regardless of the stab of pain in his ribs, Tai began trudging towards the distant treeline of the forest.

Alex awoke with a start. His vision slowly came into focus and he began to make sense of the green blurs around him. "Well. I hit the damned forest." His gaze traveled slowly up, coming to a stop on the twisted metal and glass of his downed fighter in the canopy above him. He scrambled out of the way.

Footsteps echoed in the forest behind him. Alex jumped to his feet and spun about. The trees and bushes were swaying at the edge of clearing. Alex gritted his teeth and prepared to fight anyone, or anything, that might come out. He couldn't hide a grin when it was none other than Amy.

"Well. I bet I know who [I]didn't[/I] die!" Alex exclaimed, beaming. "It'll take more than a crash straight into a planet going four hundred miles an hour to kill me." Amy smiled back.

"You know...the others might be alive, since we are."

"Don't get your hopes up."

"Yeah...well, we should get some wood and make a fire or something. Thats what stranded people always do on the Holos."

Alex and Amy jogged off into the woods to gather dry wood.

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Um...thats pretty much it. This is the first time I've started an RPG, and I don't really know everything I'm supposed to do... C&C welcome...

You can be anyone pretty much. I'm Max (Yeah...he's alive) and anyone who joins can be any of the crashed pilots. Maybe one or two more that I haven't mentioned. Characters from Orion A2. You know... Orion has captians and pilots and government officials too! And we have the people searching for the pilots... Ect.

Reply if you want to join.

[Arcadia]

[size=1][color="#FF9900"]I hate to have to do this to you, but I am closing this thread because it does not have a proper rating in the title. If you read through the Inn's sticky (at the top of the forum) you'll find that all threads [b]must have an appropriate rating[/b] or they will be closed.

Here is the link to the [url="http://otakuboards.com/showthread.php?t=44318"]sticky[/url]. If you look through it, you'll find a link to OB's official rules page (which is, consequently, also on the left menu) and a basic guideline detailing how the Square works. If you have any comments or questions, please don't hesitate to private message me or another moderator.

Welcome to the boards, Grunt Salesman. ^_^

- Arcadia[/color][/size]