User:Anonymous ONI agent/Irk logs

RP #1 (10 A.E.)
* Lt_Colin_Davis walks out of Major Cunnison's office.

 God damn bastard...

 Hm?

* Lt_Colin_Davis hands Randall a piece of paper, "Our new orders."

 "Major" Cunnison wants us to take out some of the new Stranded recruits and get them some real field experience.

 Why's that so bad?

 We get an easy assignment for once.

 Because it's not my job to train conscripts. We lost Ephyra five days ago, and instead of leading my new platoon of real soldiers, they want me to get some conscripts killed.

* Craig_Randall reads the paper more closely.

 Wait.

 "Supply retrieval from Ephyra"

 He wants us to head into enemy territory?

 I thought he wanted to train the conscripts, not kill them!

 You see what I mean?

 We'll be lucky if we get out alive, but those recruits have almost no chance.

* Lt_Colin_Davis shakes his head, "Come on Craig, lets go meet our new cannon fodder..."

* Katrina_Day enters wearing full cambat armor.

 The squad's equipped and ready. What's our assignment?

* Lt_Colin_Davis mutters under his breathe, "Oh fuck me."

* Craig_Randall hands Katrina the paper.

* Katrina_Day reads it, and puzzled look spreads across her face.

 So we're not coming with?

* Lt_Colin_Davis straightens up, "No Sergeant, you won't. Major Cunnison has temporarily assigned you as commander of Yankee-Two until we return. If you want your assignment now, you're supposed to go make sure the Stranded don't-"

 No, you're coming with.

 But the orders say-

<Craig_Randall> I don't fucking care what they say. You're coming with.

<Craig_Randall> Get an Armadillo and a packhorse loaded up. We'll be there with the conscripts shortly.

* Katrina_Day nods and exits.

* Lt_Colin_Davis raises an eyebrow and looks at Craig for a moment, but doesn't say anything.

<Craig_Randall> Well, looks like you'll have a few "real soldiers" beside you after all.

* Lt_Colin_Davis smiles and walks towards the part of the barracks set aside for conscripts.

<Craig_Randall> I'll go tell Kent to play babysitter instead. I'm sure if I threaten to steal his helmet, he'll do it.

* Lt_Colin_Davis enters the barracks and looks at the assembled men, most with customized armor, but a few have complete sets, these being the ones who have already gone through some form of official COG training.

* Elijah_Simms stands up as the two Gears enter the room. He doesn't salute at them as is customary, but simply nods and he plays around with a Snub pistol's magazine.

<Elijah_Simms> I'm guessing you're our new parole officers?

* Craig_Randall ignores the comment.

<Craig_Randall> Having a good day?

<Hank_Esters> Not anymore.

<Lt_Colin_Davis> This is Sergeant Craig Randall, and I'm Lieutenant Colin Davis. We are the ones who are going to keep your asses alive on our mission.

<Elijah_Simms> Great, an REMF...

<Craig_Randall> You wouldn't know a REMF if one court-martialed your ass.

* Lt_Colin_Davis walks over to the man, standing a good six inches taller than him, "You know why I'm a Lieutenant? Because everyone above me died at Ephyra, which if I remember from your file, you had to have your ass dragged out of there.

<Craig_Randall> Anyways, we're no more thrilled about this arrangement than you, but if you don't piss us off, we won't let you get killed.

<Craig_Randall> We won't take any bullets for you, but we'll remind you to keep your head down if you happen to forget.

<Elijah_Simms> Let me guess, if we do, you'll kill us yourselves?

<Craig_Randall> No.

<Craig_Randall> The Locust are plenty good at killing you already.

<Elijah_Simms> I'm well aware of that fact. They wiped out half of my camp before Ephyra fell.

<Craig_Randall> And Ephyra was my home. So we're both homeless.

<Craig_Randall> Maybe we have more in common than you think.

* Elijah_Simms looks the Sergeant over, "Maybe," he then turns to the lieutenant, "From what I've heard, you lived by yourself for a year before the Hammer strikes."

<Lt_Colin_Davis> I was, but right now that's not important. What is important is our mission.

<Hank_Esters> Shit, he's the one guy you mentioned earlier, Simms?

<Elijah_Simms> Yeah.

<Craig_Randall> Okay, ground rules.

<Craig_Randall> One, keep your heads down.

<Craig_Randall> Two, don't piss us off, as we've already established.

<Craig_Randall> Three, don't try to be a hero. We have a special name for heroes around here: dead.

<Craig_Randall> Four, if we tell you to do something, we aren't doing it for our health, so please listen.

<Elijah_Simms> Is that all?

<Craig_Randall> Yes.

* Elijah_Simms looks back to the two Gears, "What is this mission then? I want my first excursion with the COG to be fun."

<Craig_Randall> We're looking for supplies.

<Hank_Esters> Where?

<Craig_Randall> Ephyra.

* Elijah_Simms tries to hide his shock, but fails, his eyes going wide.

<Elijah_Simms> Are you fucking shitting us? I joined up so my family could have food,

<Elijah_Simms> Not so I could die for nothing on my first mission.

<Craig_Randall> Yeah, we're as pleased by this as you are.

<Elijah_Simms> I fucking doubt it.

<Lt_Colin_Davis> You think we want you to die? We need everyone we can get, now more than ever.

* Craig_Randall walks directly up to Elijah.

<Craig_Randall> Look, I have a family too. They don't have a fucking home anymore, and all I can think about is how goddamn depressed and worried this makes me.

<Craig_Randall> The last fucking thing in the world I want to do is go back to Ephyra.

<Craig_Randall> But I am, and you're coming with me.

<Craig_Randall> So man up and grow a pair. If you quit your bitching and listen, I'll get you back home to your family.

* Elijah_Simms looks like he's about to speak, but glances over to Lieutenant Davis and, noticing the glare, decides not too.

* Lt_Colin_Davis steps forward.

<Lt_Colin_Davis> Before we begin, who actually has received real training?

* Elijah_Simms raises his hand.

<Hank_Esters> Does shootin' squirrels count?

<Lt_Colin_Davis> No, but I'll assume that means you have some decent aim. You're authorized to requisition a Longshot.

<Hank_Esters> Naw, I could never hit 'em.

<Hank_Esters> I did hit a rabbit once instead, though.

<Hank_Esters> He was tasty.

* Lt_Colin_Davis 's eye twitches slightly, "Then I redact my previous statement."

<Hank_Esters> D'aw. Always wanted to be a sniper.

<Lt_Colin_Davis> To those who do have actual training, such as Mister Simms over here, you're to placed as some form of squad leader.

<Elijah_Simms> Oh goody, I get to lead my own little group.

<Lt_Colin_Davis> Alright everyone, get to the armory, get your gear, and meet us in the vehicle depot.

* Hank_Esters picks up his lancer and a can of chewing tobacco.

* Lt_Colin_Davis watches as everyone gets up and leaves the room, heading towards the armory, then turns to the Sergeant as they walk out.

<Lt_Colin_Davis> You see why I didn't want to do this?

* Katrina_Day is standing next to an idling Armadillo, and waves to Randall and Davis.

<Craig_Randall> I dunno.

<Craig_Randall> Could be interesting.

<Craig_Randall> Or a disaster.

<Craig_Randall> Let's hope for the former.

<Lt_Colin_Davis> I hope to God you're right. I don't need my first missions as an officer to go down as "Almost entire unit wiped out."

* Craig_Randall nods.

<Lt_Colin_Davis> I know Stranded, they're though bastards, they have to be to survive out there, but I don't know if they can really handle this.

<Craig_Randall> If they're anything like you, they'll be just fine, ell-tee.

<Craig_Randall> I'll be over with my squad to load the FNGs onto the 'dillo. You have them toss their gear onto the packhorse.

* Lt_Colin_Davis nods but quickly pulls over Craig, "Just one more thing."

* Craig_Randall stops.

<Craig_Randall> Hrm?

* Lt_Colin_Davis whispers, "The one who was arguing, Simms. I read his file; during the Pendulum Wars, his city was attacked by the UIR. When they broke into his house, he stabbed two of them to death with a big butcher knife."

<Craig_Randall> Damn, dude.

<Lt_Colin_Davis> He's also got the most training out of all of them, when Ephyra fell, he had almost finished the standard training course, with almost perfect results. If he could just learn to listen, he could have the best chance to get out of this mission alive.

<Craig_Randall> Noted.

* Craig_Randall heads off to the Armadillo.

* Elijah_Simms soon arrives with the rest of the platoon. With his full gear on, he actually appears professional. He approaches the Armadillo, "Where too... Sergeant?"

<Craig_Randall> Sit up here.

* Craig_Randall points to one of the seats.

<Craig_Randall> Have your squad pile in next to you.

* Elijah_Simms nods to the other conscripts, and climbs in, "Lets go kick some Grubs."

* Lt_Colin_Davis looks out the window of the Packhorse as they enter the limits of Ephyra, "Holy shit..."

<Lt_Colin_Davis> The damn city is still on fire.

* Elijah_Simms tries to get a view out of the Armadillo's windshield, but can't see much.

<Lt_Colin_Davis> (COM) Sergeant... Craig, are you ok?

<Craig_Randall> (COM) Let's just get this over with an go home. The less time we spend here, the better.

* Lt_Colin_Davis parks the Packhorse and gets out, surveying the area.

<Elijah_Simms> Come on guys, lets get our weapons from the truck.

* Elijah_Simms gets out of the Armadillo and walks over to the Packhorse, grabbing the standard Gear loadout: a Lancer, a Gnasher, and a Snub pistol.

* Lt_Colin_Davis looks around at the city, "I didn't have much time to look at the city during the fight, but looking at it now... Damn."

<Lt_Colin_Davis> Craig... I'm sorry man, seeing your home like this.

* Craig_Randall says nothing, but looks to Davis and gives a small nod, showing that he appreciates the sympathy.

* Elijah_Simms taps Lieutenant Davis on the shoulder once the whole platoon had assembled, "We're ready."

* Lt_Colin_Davis turns around, a little surprised that the group of men, who appeared to be little more than hobos in the barracks earlier, looking like real soldiers, even with their mixmatched armor pieces.

<Lt_Colin_Davis> Alright, lets set the squads up. Sergeant Craig_Randall is the leader of Yankee-Two and second in command here. Simms, you're going to be leading Golf-Fourteen, consisting of Tompkins, Ragsdale, and Wetzel.

* Elijah_Simms nods.

<Elijah_Simms> Got it.

<Lt_Colin_Davis> Patel, you're in charge of Oscar-Thirty Two. You've got Baker, James, and Wood.

* Lt_Colin_Davis looks at Hank_Esters, "I have no clue where the hell to put you."

<Craig_Randall> I'll take him with me. I'm gonna go scout out the downtown area.

* Craig Randall motions to his squad, and they head off down a nearby alleyway.

* Elijah_Simms looks to the three men now under his command, "Alright, lets get movin', we don't got all day."

* Elijah_Simms leads Golf-Fourteen down the hill into the burning city, scanning for anything that could be a trap.

* Elijah_Simms wanders around for half an hour before they find anything, a large box of food. Placing a beacon on it and moving on, they soon find a squad of dead Gears. Stopping to inspect them, Simms gets down and looks over them and removes their COG tags, as well as their weapons and ammo.

<Elijah_Simms> If I were still a Stranded, I wouldn't have bothered, but I guess we're brothers now. If I make it back to Jacinto, I'll make sure to get it to your family, Sergeant... Carter Hall.

* Elijah_Simms stands back up and continues walking. As they round a corner, he sees a flash of light for a brief second. As it registers in his brain, it is too late, and the round of the Longshot Sniper Rifle passes through Conscript Felton Tompkins' leg.

<Elijah_Simms> Fuck! Take cover!

* Lt_Colin_Davis looks up as he hear distant gunfire and activates his radio.

<Lt_Colin_Davis> (COM) The hell is going on down there?

<Elijah_Simms> (COM) We're taking fire! A sniper hit Tompkins!

<Lt_Colin_Davis> (COM) Damn, can you recover his body?

<Elijah_Simms> (COM) He's not dead, but he's out in the middle of the road, should I get him?

<Lt_Colin_Davis> (COM) Negative, that was one of the rules, remember? Don't be a hero and get killed, just tell him to stop moving until you can take out or distract the sniper.

<Elijah_Simms> (COM) Got it.

<Craig_Randall> (COM) Davis, Simms, got a bit of a Berserker dilemma near your position. Think you might be able to assist?

<Elijah_Simms> (COM) I just said we're fucking pinned!

<Lt_Colin_Davis> (COM) Don't worry Sergeant, I'm coming to assist!

* Berserker bursts through a wall about 40 meters from where Tompkins went down. Craig, Katrina and the rest of Yankee-Two run out behind it as it swats at the air.

<Elijah_Simms> Oh shit!

* Lt_Colin_Davis switches on his TACCOM to try and locate Sergeant Randall.

<Craig_Randall> They're using Berserkers to sniff survivors out from the rubble!

<Lt_Colin_Davis> (COM) I see it, coming in now!

<Craig_Randall> Katrina, head behind the buildings and see if you can fix Simms' sniper problem! We need him unpinned!

* Elijah_Simms watches as the rest of the Gears attempt to shoot the creature, but their rounds merely bounce off.

* Craig_Randall dodges as the Berserker charges at the sound of his voice.

<Lt_Colin_Davis> Grenades, people! Use them!

* Berserker sniffs the air and smells a new, enticing scent: freshly spilt human blood, not far down the road.

* Berserker turns towards the smell and charges, but is interrupted by a loud boom and a painful explosion of force directly in front of her.

<Lt_Colin_Davis> Back the fuck up, you big bitch!

* Berserker hears the sound of a human behind her and charges at it.

<Lt_Colin_Davis> Oh fuck me!

* Lt_Colin_Davis combat rolls to the side, the Beserker flying past him into a streetlamp.

<Elijah_Simms> (COM) I need to get Tompkins before this bitch squishes him!

* Berserker knocks into something metal and tears it from the ground, but keeps going until she smacks into concrete, smashing through it. Hissing erupts in her ears, and she is hit with a rush of a foul-smelling gas.

<Lt_Colin_Davis> Anyone else smell that?

<Craig_Randall> Smells like natural gas!

<Craig_Randall> Some of these gas lines might still be good!

* Lt_Colin_Davis smiles behind his helmet, "You know what that means, don't you?"

<Craig_Randall> You're fucking right I do!

<Lt_Colin_Davis> Lets cook the bitch!

* Berserker flails about in anger, reeling back until the hissing subsides.

<Craig_Randall> Fuck!

<Craig_Randall> She moved away!

* Berserker charges at a voice behind her.

<Craig_Randall> Shiiiiit!

* Craig_Randall rolls.

<Lt_Colin_Davis> Ah hell!

* Lt_Colin_Davis stands back in the direction of the gas line and starts shooting the Berserker.

<Lt_Colin_Davis> Woohoo! Over here!

<Lt_Colin_Davis> You big, scaly whore!

* Berserker feels something tapping against her back, and hears yelling behind her. She charges.