D-38 Boss

so... this died pretty quickly.

"You're an Idiot. Diagnosis over." Jardine reached over and popped Pershing's shoulder back into place. "Keep your shoulder still for a few hours, those pills should fix your toe before tomorrow, just stay off it. And don't worry about the Concussion. I don't think you have many more brain cells to kill." Jardine walked over to his Desk. "Have a good one, and try to go 24 hours with out comin' back, alright sweety?"

"Real scientific, But I'm the doctor here." Jardine hit a few buttons on his console. "Dislocated Shoulder, Concussion, Broken toe... Great Job." He picked up a bottle near him. He dumped out two pills. "Take these."

"Damn it, One of these days your gonna hit something as hard as your head is..." Jardine walked over to the Operating table. "Hop up. lets see how bad you got thrashed."

((I'd prefere you call him Bones. It's part of his Character.)) Jardine Looked up from his computer screen. "Have you brought me anything good this time? or did you cut your finger on those whiskey bottles you always seem to be shooting?"

((Ledgend are you going to the medbay? I've been waiting to RP Dr. McCoy. ))

Ty moved forward, firing his XM8 in bursts. He ducked down behind a transport Warthog and prepped his Grenade launcher. "Jacky, uh..... you, Head toward the door and look for Kirenov, I'll hold them off." His team headed into the building. Ty leaned out and fired a grenade at a guard tower, killing the two inside. He ducked down and reloaded. One of the Insurrectionist snuck around to his right. He tried to to shoot Ty, but his AR jammed. Ty turned when he heard the Click from the rifle, and fired a burst into him. His radio kicked on. "Mac! it's Jacky! We found him! he's in pretty good shape actually." "Great. give him your sidearm and get back here! and don't call me Mac!"

Razgriz Squad walked into the Mess Hall. They shuffled along the line and grabbed food. They all sat down. Ty picked up his fork and stabbed a piece of chicken. "Hold it kid." Mathison held up his hand. "Gotta say grace first." Everyone on the table stared at him. Mathison smiled. "Had you goin' good huh?" he laughed. Joe groaned. "Come on.... You do that every time, and it never gets any funnier." "We're supposed to be getting a mission soon, Right?" Ty asked. Mathison shrugged. "Can't say, supposedly we're here for 'evaluation' But...." He shrugged again. Ty looked down at his food. "Hopefully we don't sit around too long..." Mathison looked at him sternly. "Kid, thinkin' like that is a damn good way to get yourself killed."

(( Caboose. I'm sorry, but no. don't post anymore. you can't control the Admiral, your posts are Phonetically bad, and make little sense. Sorry. but i gave you a chance and you didn't even read the rules i had set.)) Adm. Parker Looked at the Map. "Sending an Invasion force? where? We have a large operational zone." ------------------------------------------------------ Ragriz squad had just arrived on the E.T. Ty settled the Pelican down gently in the hangar. "Looks Like you owe me 20 Bucks Logan, We're still alive." Ty scoffed. "You'll get your money. when I feel like giving it to you." "Just buy me a drink sometime." "Aren't you too young to drink?" "Never stopped me before." Sgt. Mathison stepped into the cockpit. "Let's go ladies. I'm not getting any less hungry." Ty shut down the engines. "Comin' Sarge."

((You're also supposed to Ask in the OOC thread for a mission from me first. Not make up your own.))

The Falcon slowly descended toward the base. "This is Sgt. MacMillan, We have a visual on the base. Beginning assault!" Ty was suddenly blinded as The bases Flood lights glared on the Falcon. AA guns Started to fire at them. "Get us on the ground now! then get the hell out of here!" Ty ordered. The Falcon dipped harshly, then hovered just above the ground. Ty and his team hopped out and rushed into cover. Before the falcon could get clear, it was hit with a rocket pod, and was destroyed. "Crap... Jacky! Cover me!" Ty rushed over to the wreckage to see if the pilot was still alive. The blood covered cockpit told the story well enough. "We're gonna need another way out! Move toward the Main building!"

Marines, We're establishing a base on Reach to further Re-construction. The builders need supplies, and the supplies are to heavy to bring in on Pelicans. We're sending you in in a convoy of 5 Elephants, packed with supplies. You can ride along with them, or take a Warthog or Mongoose, your choice. We don't expect trouble, but we don't rule it out. A convoy of this size would make any lower level Sanghelli's chops wet. Be ready for anything, and you'll be there before you know it. Good Luck.

((Caboose, you need to spell and grammar check your posts. do not post here until you do.))

I think he thinks the RP is dying....

This one comes from as high up as you can imagine. There is a Covenant HVT on Earth, somewhere in the forest of New Hampshire, in the U.S. He's traveling with a large entourage of Zealot class guards. The Target is Z'hal Yalgre. Sanghelli, #6 on the UNSC's hitlist. We need you to Find him, and eliminate him. quietly. With the potential for full blown war on the rise, people are in enough panic. We don't know why he's here, but we don't want to find out. Put him down, Helljumper. Godspeed.

((O_o awesome.... Very good work if it's not too much trouble, could you post Info about any other characters you will use regularly in the OOC thread?))

It'll be hard, but the UNSC doesn't treat Arbiters the way the Covenant does. Your mission is as follows: On one of the moons of Saturn, we have found a small covenant recon base. we don't know what they want, but being that close is an act of war. we need you to go in there, pretend to be one of them, get as much information as you can as to what they want, and then use your own discretion, either destroy the base, or leave it. we have no accurate count of troops there, so be prepared for anything. Good luck. Some details for the UNSC Eagle's Talon. Name: UNSC Eagle's Talon A.K.A. E.T. Class: Infinity 2 class Capital Ship Length: 2.5 miles. Armaments: 150 .500 caliber Anti-Ship Machine guns. 4 Bow mounted MACs, 2 Aft mounted MACs, 300 Havoc class Nukes. Crew size: 6,000 Non-combat, 10,000 Combat Troops, 1,000 Scorpion crews, 600 pelican's, 1,500 Broadswords. Details: Changes made to A.I. system security and [Error: Classified] Systems to prevent an attack from within. Based of the original Infinity project. Changes to engines include but are not limited to [Error: Classified]

Adm. Parker made his way down to Bay 6. "What's up Valentine? I have things I need to attend to."

"Knives required you to get close, and with a silencer you waste ammo. you can re-use arrows." Ty shrugged. "Not many places to find a crossbow though." Ty hoisted his bat. "Besides, this baby's got me through enough already."

That was unnecessary...

Could be worse. Half the city doesn't have power.

"But I have plenty of stuff-" Cavril Had left before he could finish. Ty began to look over the shotgun on the table in front of him. He ripped off the strap of one of the duffle bags and used it to make a makeshift sling. He loaded the shotgun and got used to the weight. "I need a crossbow or somethin'... be better for keepin' quiet."

Ty thought for a bit. "I'll take the shotgun. don't need any training to know how to use one." Ty picked up the old pump-action. "Remington 870, wood stock, Iron frame... nice."