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Demiarch City

Tips: 0.00 INK Postby SWAT-Calibur on Sat Feb 17, 2007 7:20 pm

(Alright, this city is a tent city for the moment, our forces are helping to reconstruct Wing City. At the moment, Demiarch city is focused on building up our forces. Our force is known as E-SWAT.))

In the middle of a destroyed city, left in ruins, there were small encampments of citizens, sleeping in tents. A few soldiers walked around in white armor. Each soldier carried the name E-SWAT and a different number. These men walked around with battle rifles protecting the encampments from any enemy.

Calibur sat up in a destroyed building, where the main militant headquarters was. His suit was black and read E-SWAT001.
His armor was similar to the Master Chief's from Halo. As was every soldiers armor.

Calibur lifted up a small device and began to speak into it, "How long till we can start building up Demiarch City?"

A man on the other line spoke a bit,"Our workers are already working on the city. If you go to the west, about ten miles, you will notice that is had been redone. We have installed a system in the buildings as a security program. We named it AppleSeed. We will be working on the outside in."

Calibur smiled a bit under his helmet, "Alright, I'm going to come out to see it, and I'm going to bring a small force of seven soldiers and base them over there."

The man on the other line gently laughed, "Bring one-hundred families if you can. We have built homes that they could live in."

"Alright, well I will meet you in about five minutes."

Calibur set down the device, laughing a bit. He then picked up a mic, and pressed a few switches as the T.V.'s on the ruined buidlings would switch on if they could.

"All families with the last name that begins with the letter A, please report to subway 7. Also, Alpha force, send me seven of your soldiers."

Within minutes, families were lined up at the Subway, maybe seventy families. Also, the soldiers had shown up. Calibur walked to each soldier and placed one soldier in each subway cart. They would make sure nothing happened on the way. Calibur would walk back and forth, checking everything.

The Subway took off qiuckly, screaming through the tunnel underground till it would reach the newly built city. The soldiers escorted the families out of the subway, making sure everything was in line. The Subway took off as Calibur walked up the stairs, exiting the subway station.

He stepped outside and looked around, "It's beautiful!"

The buildings were pure white, and the sky was a deep blue, letting the sun glisten off the city. There was people there scarecly, due to the fact it was just built not too long ago. Calibur brought the people out.

"People, go find your housing. On each screen above on the buidlings, there is a building number and an address. Follow it."

The people took off, smiling. Their hearts were filled with joy as tears rolled down their eye's. Calibur smiled at the fact that the civilians were happy. And to make it even better, each family had an AI in their house to help them get used to the area, and keep them happy.

Calibur looked behind him, he could see where the corrupted city was and where the fresh city had been built. But no matter, this beauty would soon build everywhere.

The Soldiers rallied infront of Calibur, raising their right arms up and saluting Calibur. Calibur saluted back as he said, "Let's go find our base here. This is your new home now."

The men yelled in joy as they removed their helemts. Calibur and the men would begin to walk as an aircraft landed infront of them. It was a new, high-tech ship. It had a AI as it's pilot, which greeted the soldiers on. The Ai began to speak with the soldiers, as if it was real. The Soldiers talked back.

Within maybe five minutes, the aircraft had landed in the middle of an airfield. The soldiers stepped out to see a pure green field, filled with men starting at the age of 16 training for the military. This base was the Military Academy and the Military base. Although it was only Ground and Air here, it was huge. This base had a radius of around 50 miles. War planes, such as stealth planes and bomber planes filled the sky as the hangar was also filled with them. The ground had a shooting range that wouls allow 100 shooters at a time. This base supported over 1,000 soldiers, whether human or AI.

"This is beautiful. I love this. Demiarch City will be a blessing when we complete it."

The soldiers nodded as they took off, out to find their home. Calibur went to the bases head officer, wanting to speak with him.

"Hello Sir, I am E-SWAT001 Calibur. I am the leader of military actions, and I enjoy what you have done."

"Thank you, I am Admiral Karas, I am out for the best. And we are going to help Wing City rebuild and have them become our brother in arms, so no matter what, we will protect each other."

Calibur nodded slightly, "Well I'm off. Keep it up."

Calibur took off, back to the ruined city, to protect is from the Spade Gang, which was still in effect. "We will rid Spade of all power Demiarch City will protect this nation and restore the U.S. to it's full power."

Eventually Calibur reached the city, he went back to his normal patrol. "When will the Canadian leader return, he will be most enthusiastic to learn that our rebellion has actually founded a nice chunk of land."

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Ryand-Smith on Mon Feb 19, 2007 12:00 am

Several large, delta winged craft were flying in a formation, the wing of heavy carriers full with vital cargos from the L-5 Larange point. The lead craft was a very old, NASA X-40 model The other two were privately built cruisers, These Ramjet-rocket powered ships were all full of vital ceramics and various other metals which the O’Neil cylinder Freedom-2 had been processing from the planet’s second asteroid moon. The cruisers proceeded to attempt to land, the ship’s own heat shields burning brightly in the heat. When the craft had competed their reentry, a third smaller light formed up with the other three triangle shaped craft, and this one was a modified shuttle. The pilot of the small shuttle was an old commander, a friend of the Canadian’s. He sent a quick map to the lead intersystem craft, and he lea them all towards Demarich city. The first transport lead into the city’s AA grid, and an S-300 truck rolled up, the weapons system primed to fire at the unknown aircraft. The pilot of the smaller shuttle simply said “It’s me Comrade Twisted, and I know where Mark is…�

On a blimp, several hundred miles away....

Several miles away, a slow flying dome extended was heading downwards from a massive airship, the Canadian High Command Station Acellus. The sphere had two wings, each a solar panel which was now proving to be useless in the atmosphere. The sphere attempted to hold down the wings, but they ripped off like a butterfly’s in a torrent. The now freefalling spacecraft ejected the lower capsule, it now becoming purely a spherical chamber, which fired thrusters to keep itself steady, as it started to burn up. The spherical craft now stabilized crashed down on the outskirts of Demarich city. Mark kicked out the sphere’s door, and looked around... “Man that Neo soviet tech is a hoot� he joked, as he started the hike towards the main city…

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Twisted would look at the ships flying around as he simply tapped on his temple releasing a radio wave, "Go to the Military Academy and land. Also, where is Mark at?"

Twisted began to run towards the closest vehicle, hopping in it. And his luck, it was a '07 Dodge Viper in perfect condition. He soon took off, back towards the military base, to wait for his allies.

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Ryand-Smith on Mon Feb 19, 2007 10:24 am

The Soviet man responded to Twisted “he was in a small Soyuz vessel, and he should have landed safely. Look for several broken solar panels on the outskirts of the city. The Soviet leads his three transports towards the military academy, their bulbous shapes gleaming in the bright sunlight.

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The car took off to the outskirts of the city to find broken pieces of this and that. He saw a few vessels in the distance. He hopped out of the vehicle and grabbed his rifle as he ran over to them, noticing the shattered solar panels. He began to circle around them as he would move a panel here and there to see if anyone was under them.

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Mark got up, as he signaled at Caliber from the crashed wreck of the Soyuz vessel that he was alive. The man sighed, as he looked at his only other passenger, a small dog who had been in the capsule by mistake. He picked up the dog, and walked over to Caliber, and shook his hand “So I see we meet like this?�

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby SWAT-Calibur on Wed Feb 21, 2007 5:15 pm

"I guess so. But we need to hurry, this is not Demiarch City territory."

Calibur opened the door for the man, signaling him to get in.
Calibur then would turn on the radio, listening to 97x which would be playing, "Alien Ant Farm-Smooth Criminal."

Once the man had gotten in, Calibur took off, heading straight for the military academy and such.

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Matt loaded up his rifle, and listened to the radio “Aw man, classical,� Matt said, as he heard the radio “Well that’s what we get for not having a mp4 player on here..�

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"Pssh, this new music is garbage. I preffer Korn, Disturbed, the good stuff."

The vehicle had pulled into the garage of the academy.

"Go find the commanding officer of this base, and meet me in R-2 Shooting Range."

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby Holdesta on Mon Mar 19, 2007 11:06 pm

Silia Paced slowly back and forth in the dark bunker slowly smoking a slim white cigarett. She had short black hair and bright green eyes. Her body was held tightly by a leather corset and strech military black pants. Combat boots and dounble sholder leg and hip hulsters loaded with firearms showed her military rediness.
" They have him ma'm" the young soldier suluted her as he gave her the report.

Silia sighed and took a drag. The Canadian leader with Calibur was bad for the union. " These people...telling the citizens they are thier saviors. With thier perfect cities with perfect AIs that keep perfect tabs on all thier citizens." Silia crushed her cigarett into the floor as she crouched near her second in command. "What do you think Jones?"

A very large man 6'4" 350 lbs of raw muscle decked out in black shifted slightly thinking." The war was so rough on the people Sil...they are bound to love anyone that gives them food and shelter"

" Yes but to trade freedom for safty that's what got us into this mess" Silia spat as she stood and clicked on the large screen infront of her. It showed the location of all her troops in the US currently. Silia sighed again remebering the bombs...how they had fell with no sigh of stopping. Nearlyu all civilization wiped out. No electricty or running water for years. Nothing but pockets of people clining to life. And Now the Coalition was fighting for control of the US along with E. " I don't know what to do anymore Jones... We used to be able to ee our enemy. when it was us verses them it was easy. Now there are to many thems to count. Whom do we fight? And how many innocent lives are lost in the process?"

" All I know is I do not wanna live in a world like Calibur is proposing. Abslolute order...and control.' The raspy whisper came from Geen Or G for short. He was a very handsome tall blonde leaning against the wall smoking with his gun slung losly over his sholder. " Cons like me wouldn't do well there."

Silia smiled and as she turned the tatoo of a Spade near her right eye flashed into view...

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby SWAT-Calibur on Tue Mar 20, 2007 12:21 pm

((I'm going to guess you are with Spade?))

Calibur walked off from the garage with a smile on his face, knowing he was doing something good for the people of a once great nation and now restoring it to power that one man could only dream of.

Calibur walked down a long hall decorated in white paint with men and women walking up and down them. He passed by a few, nodding to them until he reach room 117. He placed his palm on a small scanner, checking his finger prints. He then opened his eye's, a small red beam scanning his pupils. He then typed in a few letters, and slipped in a small keycard. The door then released opening up. Calibur entered into the room, looking about, seeing many chambers with men and woman within them. Scientist and many military generals walking about keeping tabs on them.

Calibur looked at this soldiers, a bit shaky at this matter, since he knew what it was and he had once read a book about a project that was the same, it was the "Project Spartan." And this book was called "Halo."

Calibur went to find the highest rank military personel and scientist that he could speak with. Within five minutes, he found them and went to the farthest area in the back, keeping quiet and personel.

"Are you sure nothing can happen?"

The scientist looked at Calibur, "Quite sure. Everything is going as planned."

Calibur nodded, "And these people, they all volunteered?"

The officer replied, "Yes they did."

"Alright. I'm just worried."

Calibur then walked off, the scientist and officer trying to speak silently, but Caliburs ability over sound came in use.

The two men talking spoke, "The project has some flaws, but nothing we can't handle. they won't remember being forced to do this."

Officer: "Well they had better not, and don't let Commadant Calibur know of this matter."

Scientist: "No problem. This project will only take about a month to finish."

Officer: "Alright, now let's go back to work."

The two men walked off, checking on the soldiers as Calibur exited the room.

"I know this is wrong, but it is for the best of these people. They have something to dream for."

Calibur shut the door behind him, sealing it up as he took off towards the garden area, relaxing as he pulled out a cigarette, lighting it quickly as he puffed on it. A few sighs escaped his lips as smoke followed.

"But with all this, I'm praying I have made the right decision for these people."

Within a minute or so, a soldier came running towards Calibur, a smile on his face as he went to attention and saluted.

"At ease. Now what it is?"

The officer smiling, "We have the AP shields up around the city. And our economy, and everything, we are now the most rich and powerful city. We are recognized as our own Country and we have people from everywhere wishing to come and live here."

Calibur: "That's good. But we still have much contruction to do. And we are not a country. We are a haven to the people of the destroyed cities, left in ruin by Spade."

With that, the soldier took off as Calibur sat there smoking his cigarette.

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby SWAT-Calibur on Mon Mar 26, 2007 9:06 pm

((I wish people would actually start posting on this.))

A few days had passed, Calibur had been thinking deeply on the Spartan Project. He still sat outside in the garden. He stood up and laughed a bit, running back to where he just was, in the project room. He had went through the retina scanner, finger tip scanner and everything else he had to go through. As the door opened, he looked in seeing the room was empty.

"Where is everyone?"

A man came running out of the room, bleeding like crazy, heading straight for the medic. Calibur pulled out his pistol, loading it and readying it to be shot. He stepped into the room, seeing nothing but hearing tapping sounds all over the room. No more than ten feet, Calibur came to the barrel of a semi-automatic rifle. He noticed it was the man that was freaking out in the tube, but he was dressed in a black armor. The same from Halo.(Master Chiefs armor.)

The man lowered his gun, pushing Calibur to the left, pulling the trigger of his gun, blowing the hell out of a small little spider like creature.

Spartan: "We need to get out of here, now!"

Calibur: "What happened to everyone & why?"

Spartan: "Look behind you to the left."

Calibur turned around, seeing something that looked like a pile of garbage with legs and whip like arms.

Calibur: "What the hell is that?!"

Spartan: "That is everyone else that was in here. The project went wrong and well.. they were infected with a virus that appeared when a flaw was detected in the project. Lukily, I survived, and I've been sitting here since you left."

Calibur: "I knew something like this would happen, It's just like the book -Halo- that I read when I was young. A series more of.. and this is just a repeat."

Calibur looked at Spartan, then at the door..

"We got one chance.. RUN!!"

The two went running, shooting at anything that was moving. Eventually they reached the door, jumping out as the door sealed behind them.

Calibur: "You alright soldier?"

Spartan: "I've had better days."

Calibur: "We're going to the bio-hazard room."

Spartan: "Alright."

The two took off, running to the bio-hazard room to be checked, and cleaned off. When they got there, they saw the man that ran out of the other room, in there, going insane as his body was morphing.

Calibur: "Kill Him.."

Bio-Hazard Spec.: "Why?"

Calibur: "That virus is contagious..Highly."

Bio-Hazard: "Luckily we caught him right after you went into the room and sealed him up. So the air is safe."

Calibur: "Just.."

A gun shot was heard before Calibur finished his line, as the metamorphed man blew to ashes..

Spartan: "Just do it."

Calibur: "Good job.. Anyways, Bio-Hazard boy, keep that room sealed up till we can contain that virus."

Bio-Hazard Worker: "Yes Sir. But step into the cleansing room."

The two men stepped into the room, being scanned and such. Eventually the two were released, but the Spartan was armorless, they cleaning out the suit.

Calibur: "That is the first trouble we've had here.."

Spartan: "It's going to get worse if anyone finds out.."

Calibur: "They won't. Anyways, you must be hungry, let's go get something nice to eat, on me."

Spartan: "That's good, but first, can we get me some clothing?"

Calibur: "Umn..yeah. You are about my size. We'll retire to my quarters and get you something."

Spartan: "Alright. Anyways my name is (We need someone to play this character, but they must be willing to serve in E-SWAT as the military of Demiarch City. So the Rp'er would pick the name.)

Calibur: "Alright (Name), well let's be on our way."

The two took off, going to Calibur's quarters, getting clothes for the two of the men. They showered and such. About and hour later, the men took off to an on-base restaurant that was 4-stars and ate. They stayed for about two hours talking and eating and then went back to Calibur's quarters.

Calibur: "You can stay here till we can get you a housing section set up."

Spartan: "Alright."

The two passed out and woke up early. They both went out. Calibur took the Spartan to a specific training ground where he could personally train him.

"The Canadian leader should be here soon, he was applying for a position on our goverment."

The men trained until somebody came and did something.

(The virus is contained, and won't come back into play until later.)

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((Ryand, repost on here. Your character is still involved.)

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Ryand had looked around, at the city, and he laughed “well, at least somewhere here is a success, but still, even with us, how about wing, they are occupied, and I heard that high command is willing to send ships, but I can’t get in contact with them, so what should we do�

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"We really don't need any ships unless we plan to go into space. Tho' our city may be huge, and be more of it's own country, we have weaponry from when Spade was around, and we have modified it." He put out his cigarette pulling out another, lighting it up quickly, puffing on it again.

"We have AP shields, two Gundams, three Eva based machines and a virus.. but I refuse to use the Flood Virus. But if we have to, we can get a hold of the High Command and go to Wing City."

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Well, The Dalek brought some old fashioned BattleMechs, as well as a few Battlestars for in atmospheres, but if we go, we could destroy the city with this much power. And if the flood are the same one that I saw when I went into space, then keep them locked up...

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"Are you speaking of taking out Wing City?" Calibur sighed gently, he really had no idea this city would grow like this. But this is Demiarch City, and well, what shall come will eventually pass.

"If this is what you speak of, we must have a vote in the Hiearchy Consule over this matter, no matter what it is."

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby SWAT-Calibur on Tue Apr 10, 2007 5:33 pm

((Hey, this would get better if more people joined into it.))

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby SWAT-Calibur on Sat Apr 14, 2007 9:02 pm

((Well, is anyone going to post again?))

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Tips: 0.00 INK Postby sketchy on Tue Oct 09, 2007 1:55 pm

(I'll take the spartan if you dont mind. A cool story could come from this...)
Looking from a distance, the Spartan sees the same man that helped him out after the infection events. the training grounds that he had been sent to did not offer the training that he had expected... everything they made him do seemed like something he already knew how to do. now that he is done with all the required training sessions, new armor and quarters had been assigned to him, so he decided to look for the person whom was responcible for his new equipment.
he was a new guy, however. approaching the one called Callibur. he shows off the new armor he'd been given with the writing "PVT1st Class- Jaxon 0841-212" printed neatly on the back. About five feet away, they still hadn't agknolaged him yet, so he spoke first.
" 's'cuse me, sir, are you Callibur?"
それは避けられない勝利者です。

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