Kerion
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| 29 Feb 2012 11:48 PM |
Three men sat on a balcony in the many tiered city, the air cold, crisp, and all silent except for the crackle of a small fire. They wore no uniform but they carried the weapons of soldiers. One of the men, blond, likely of German descent, and of about 22 ye.ars of age looked up and shifted the position of his rifle. "Hell is quiet tonight." the other two nodded in agreement The one to the first man's left, a stocky fellow with red hair and about 30 ye.ars o.ld replied "The silence is almost louder than the cannons these days." the third man, old and white haired of some 62 ye.ars, responded "Once our watch is up we'll finally be able to get some real sleep." the second man scanned the stars "There is no such thing as a good night's sleep out here. I've been fighting for this damn rock since the militia could recruit me. You're always waiting for one of the Order thugs to come up and slit your throat." The other two nodded in solemn agreement and for a time they were silent. "Tomorrow we move the turret... hell won't be quiet then." the first muttered "Yeah, at least we get to move it through the lower levels then. Let's hope Leroy got the way cleared." "The Captain said Graves was working on that area too. I guess that gives us better odds." The other two men nodded and again they were silent. ~~~~~ Two soldiers, each wearing a soot gray suit of blast armor and visored helmet rushed in the direction of the gunfire. Then they heard the roar, however by that time it was two late, the visor of one shattered and he fell to the ground, his face unrecognizable through the crater that had replaced it, the other dove for cover but his side was torn open by seven successive projectiles. Leroy Holt released the firing pin on his weapon and looked on grimly. "Freedom is bought with the blood of both sides." He said before lifting the autocannon from the parapet in from of him and running back towards the sound of gunfire. Looked like Graves' squad had found some real trouble but from the sound of the remaining weapons had lived up to their reputation. Leroy saw something move out of the corner of his eye and seeing the glint of a scope dove for cover, just in time. The sniper's round whizzed through where Leroy's left eye had been only a second ago. He struggled to get his weapon set up, however he knew he had little chance of taking out the sniper before they had the burly soldier sighted in again. He heard the sudden crack of a rifle behind him and the round whizz over his head, he drew his side arm and whirled back. "About time you got here Holt." the short, black haired man in front of him said "Sharp, thanks again." Sharp hefted his sniper rifle and started down a service access ladder on the sky-way they both stood on. "Don't mention it. Get moving, Graves' team needs support, I can get a shot from down there and inside of that office building there is a window with good cover and an excellent view for that cannon of yours. Floor 39, room 48. Elevators are trapped though." |
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Kerion
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| 04 Mar 2012 09:25 PM |
Francis Graves dropped an empty clip onto the concrete beneath his feet. As he pushed another ready clip into his Saber XXI autorifle he heard the enemies rounds colliding with the rubble behind which he presently took cover. The rest of his squad was dispersed elsewhere along the square. He heard the clatter of one of his squadmate's rifle to his left. The rounds against his barrier ceased and Graves took the chance to get a look over the rubble, the Order machine gun had jammed. Graves Raised his rifle and got a bead on the crew, in a short, cruel burst cut down its wielder. Then he heard the shouting on the opposite end of the square, at least twenty men, the order had received reinforcements. Francis Graves swore under his breath and counted his remaining clips, two, two and a half counting the one in his gun. Not enough for suppressive fire. The a clinking noise sounded from above Graves and he was pelted with shards of glass. Then the roar of a Hammer IV autocannon almost drowned out the cries of the men downrange, almost. Graves could hear the screams of several who were not killed instantly by the hail of explosives shells. Relief had arrived. Graves felt a tap on his shoulder and looked sharply in the direction, he saw a mid height, blond, uniformed man kneeling next to him. This man gestured that they needed to move. Graves recognized the man's uniform instantly, this was one of the 29th Corona grenadiers who had come to the planet as reinforcements. He followed the man as they sprinted to a new section of cover where two other grenadiers had taken shelter. It was far enough away from the autocannon they didn't have to shout to be heard. "What's your division." the grenadier who had gotten him said above the ruckus "Saber 52nd remnant." Graves answered "Where's the rest of your team?" "Elsewhere in the square, we were forced to separate by enemy fire." "Why is such a small group headed out here?!" "Clearing action." "Clearing action?! For what?!" "Quad thermal lance, planetary militia and volunteers escorting, moving to new firing position." "All this for some bloody AA?!" "You ain't been on Saber long have you?" |
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podraptor
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Kerion
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| 04 Mar 2012 10:08 PM |
(some forwarning, just as in war it will have its lulls.)
Leroy Holt gritted his teeth as he felt the recoil of the autocannon against his arms, even properly set up you could feel it. Shell after twenty five millimeter shell flew through the square. Leroy stopped a moment to correct the backpack ammo feed and check where his renewed fire should be directed. He was surprised to find that the majority of the Order soldiers in the square had been cut down already, and the few that remained were running. Leroy looked down at the other sources of fire... "Coronas, specifically 31st Coronas? So, someone finally bothered to send reinforcements... and good ones too." He leaned out the window "Hey Graves! You there?" "Is that you Leroy?" "Yeah, looks like high command saw fit to send reinforcements!" "Some of the boys from the 31st told me that themselves. I've filled them in on the situation" "Alright, let's get a message relayed back to the lance team that they got some troops off that snowball to come help." "Right, Sharp had the radio at last check... Where is Sharp?" "In a firing position, by Egret Boulevard with a view over the square." |
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Leodin
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| 04 Mar 2012 11:13 PM |
I fail to see how this belongs on the Roleplay forum. |
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Kerion
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| 06 Mar 2012 12:03 AM |
IF you'd been here a year ago you'd have seen a lot of them. Most user-made short stories that are actually worthy of note end up on the RP forum. Mostly because here people actually appreciate them. It's been the way things have gone for longer than I've been here. |
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Leodin
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| 06 Mar 2012 11:14 AM |
Most likely, however, this isn't a year ago.
But, I'll leave this one alone do to the fact that it isn't one of the poorly done ones that spam this place like there usually are. |
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Graulas
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| 06 Mar 2012 11:16 AM |
Nice job Ker.
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Leo, this belongs in he RP section. <_<
-I hate how insolent people just come to stories and act like they are boss- |
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| 06 Mar 2012 11:23 AM |
Twice i've seen this. Twice. Let me try and help some of you get this through your thick skulls. A ROLEPLAY IS A STORY. This means that an actual story is more welcome in my opinion than a roleplay itself. Im basicaly agreeing with Graulas.
Liking the story. Maybe you want to join my friends group, writers of tomorrow? We're all writers in the group. (Including me! :D) |
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| 06 Mar 2012 11:33 AM |
I'm liking it.
~ I have the answer gentleman. I present to you, a TANGERINE ~ |
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TAKER38
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| 06 Mar 2012 03:59 PM |
The writing is rather good but I suggest spacing out your paragraphs. After 4-7 sentences it should be spaced out. The reason I say this is that reading a very cramped amount of words is very hard on the eye and loses alot of attention from reader. Space out your paragraphs whenever you reach a important part or moment, it helps me with my writing alot.
Other than that, your writing is very good considering some of the recent writing material on this forum. Keep doing this and eventually you will become a well-respected writer. I'm actually impressed. |
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Kerion
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| 09 Mar 2012 11:51 AM |
Thanks for the advice TAKER, I'll try to put a bit more spacing in there.
Funny story, I actually did separate a couple of the paragraphs into multiple, they just came out not looking like it (courtesy of the length of the last line being of essentially full entry length.)
Thank you all for the positive feedback, I will be continuing it.
Also, if anyone wants me to make a Roleplay based off of this conflict I will.
If anyone wants more details or has a question about the setting, characters, weapons, factions, or really anything else directly relating to this just shoot me a PM, I'm usually good about responding. |
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