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originally posted in: THE DOJO
2/7/2018 12:28:33 AM
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The man groaned. "Unless you can create metal and weaponry with ammunition along with a suitable space worthy vacuum sealed suit, I disagree."
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  • He rolled his eyes. "This is one, thank you very much." He then polarized the visor, kicking back on the seat [i]Christ. These guys are almost as bad as administration[/i]

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  • The man shook his head then, grabbing two more people and convincing them to join. He wanted to get this done and over with. Once done, he stepped inside, the gangplank raising up then as the ships engines whirred to life.

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  • He looked over the newcomers, muttering softly to himself [u]SCP-4002 Operation: Deep Dive log number: 23 Encountered multiple anomalous entities of which many are from fictional universes back home. Will keep this posted[/u]

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  • One was a simple soldier, the other was someone hoping to earn their fame and fortune, a woman and a man. The shuttle lurched off the ground after a bit, speeding towards an unknown location. It felt like it was going consistently up however.

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  • [i]Space station? Oooh, I might get to use the Anaconda[/i] He grinned under his visor. This'd be fun

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  • An agonizing ascent went by, before the ship broke atmosphere and weightlessness was felt for a moment, then the gravity drives kicked in and he felt his body hit the seat once more. The shuttle was in the black inky void of space, as the engines rattled then, afterburners kicking in as it sped towards its destination.

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  • [i]Super cruise isn't this janky. This is pretty 21st century. I'll need to note this . [/i] He just waited, visualizing his "Welcome Wagon" and getting ready for what was next

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  • Once the engines topped out, the rattling stopped, most likely powerful engines. What felt like a half hour went by, as eventually "final entry" was heard, the shuttle slowing down gradually as it was getting close to whatever destination there was.

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  • He stood up, his suit changing from the ODST armor to the flight suit if the Pilots' Federation "Here we go...."

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  • Most likely he wouldn't need to fly anything, as the recruiter walked by, slapping them all on the shoulder, leaving small markers to tag them as friendlies. "Don't so anything stupid, don't jeopardize my men." At that, he turned around in front of the gang plank, which then lowered.

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  • "Aye aye, cap'n" He replied tiredly.

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  • The plank hit the deck then, and outside an entire, massive hangar was seen, weaponry in crates, and armor seen as well. Four tall soldiers decked in an odd form of powered armor where seen. They where talking, helmets on and geared to go. A few soldiers walked by the exit then, more seen scattered about as the hangar bay doors where an energy field, an outer metal door seen.

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  • He stepped out then, his suit shifting into a set of GEN I Mark IV. The shield generator and extra capacity were beyond his ability to do

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  • Multiple people watched his form change, some groaning, shapeshifters where a pain to deal with at times. Either way, they went about there business. The recruiter turned then, halting halfway between the little armory that was set up and the shuttle. "Dojoville, meet Gallahad." He gestured then to the four soldiers, who then turned to face the newcomers.

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  • He gave the four a mock salute "Atten-tion!" He shouted jokingly

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  • The four stood in silence then, each stood are roughly 7", although one was shorter than the rest. The tallest topping put at 7"4, and the short one, a woman, at 7"1. Each of their armor was different, the two men wore thicker plate, carried larger weapons. The shorter woman's was more flexible and mobile, yet looks where deceiving. The second woman's was roughly the same, more plating on the chest. All their armor was a flat yellow with steel gray, their visors symbolized by red lines on the helmets. The short woman then jokingly snapped too, then got knocked upside the head by the other woman, words heard over everything. "Dammit Minx, this is serious!" The "Minx" girl, the short one, let out a soft giggle as she stood normal again.

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