Metal Gear: Foxhound (IC)

Eternal1999 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Eternal1999** on Mon Jul 06, 2009 4:48 pm

The year is 2015, The President of the United States was on a hi-tech military base on Metallic Island to inspect the new Metal Gear that was completed recently, when terrorists attacked. They took hostage of the President and are demanding a large sum of money in exchange for the President's safe return. If the government does not collaborate with the terrorists demands, then the terrorists will launch a nuclear missile with the Metal Gear. The terrorists include former FOXHOUND members, and they call themselves "The Rough Riders."

FOXHOUND is a high-tech Special Forces unit that specializes in solo covert infiltration missions. This unit specializes in black ops, carrying out top-secret operations within "unauthorized" combat zones which are too politically-sensitive to intervene in through conventional means. Each of FOXHOUND's members is a preternaturally skilled soldier, and the members of the unit have dabbled or even specialized in unusual subjects such as mysticism or psionics. Whether specialized or not, each of the members of FOXHOUND has a broad range of special forces and espionage training, and is capable of operating either on their own or together as a team, as appropriate.

New members of FOXHOUND have been recently recruited and even though they have no experience in real-life combat situations, their skills as a soldier have been honed to the highest levels through Virtual Reality simulation training. The FOXHOUND team will soon be briefed on this new crisis, and will infiltrate the island....

TheWalrus · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **TheWalrus** on Mon Jul 06, 2009 5:27 pm

Metallic Island, Central lobby.

"Welcome Mr. President. I hope that you enjoyed the tour."
"Very much Dr. Petrova. Now then, about that sale you mention..."

*A gunshot rang out, and a scream of pain interrupted the President's conversation. As the assembled group hit the ground in terror, the picture became clear: all four of the Secret Service agents assigned to the president were pointing their sub-machine guns at the crowd.*

"Get on the floor Mr. President."
...

Ten minutes to Metallic Island by helicopter, Pacific Ocean.

"Sir, we have conformation that the 'Incubi' have completed Phase One."
"Excellent. Take us in."

*The black helicopter, disguised as Marine One, descended on to the Helipad on Metallic Island in short order, and a squad of soldiers in urban camouflage poured from the aircraft, followed by two men in custom outfits, and a older man in a business suit. The group walked into the lobby, and the soldiers quickly spread out to cover the area.*

"Everyone, stay calm. I am 'Mr. Sears' and I will be taking control of this situation. If you do not move, and do as you are told, then everything will be alright. If you do not comply, you will be shot, is that cle..."
"We don't negotiate with terror..."

*As soon as the Presidential aide spoke, one of the men next to 'Mr. Sears' shot them in the head.*

"Thank you. Now, as I was saying, comply and you will not be harmed. Now then, follow the nice soldiers into the next room."

*As the squad of soldiers led the President and his aides into the bowels of the facility, 'Mr. Sears' looked around at the scene.*

"Send word. Bring up the submarine, begin the landing. I want this Island secure in one hour, the SEALs will be here in two..."

*As one of the men saluted and spoke on his radio in Russian, 'Mr. Sears' strolled up to the body of the one who had interrupted him. He bent down and put his finger in the hole in the man's head, feeling the sides and rubbing the blood between his fingers.*

"Ha ha ha...ha ha...HA HA HA HA MHUAHA!"

Eternal1999 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Eternal1999** on Mon Jul 06, 2009 7:30 pm

Havoc Snake was his cabin home deep in the forest when a knock came at his door. A man with a black suit and glasses appeared at his door, Snake cautiously got out from the back of his house and sneaked at the front. He crept and got him from the neck, "Who are you?? what are doing here??" asked Snake. "I'm from an agent from the U.S government, I was ordered to tell you to come with us" said the man with struggle. "What is this about??" still having him on hold. "I dont know but I was ordered to have you come with us". Soon a fleet of black hummers came, and more of the men in black appeared pointing the gun at him, "We are ordered for you to come with us, if you dont come with us we will have to use force". Snake knowing this must be real important, went with the men, "I have a gut feeling this is something bad, and wont end well" said to himself on the way to the destination. The men then escorted him to a huge submarine, the submarine door opened, he entered it, and the men in black soon left. A very mysterious tall man soon stood out,. "Hello there Havoc Snake, my name is Commander Vandolf, foxhound is in full effect, the time has finally come, I will tell you what you need to know as soon as the rest of the others in the foxhound team arrive, In the mean time I have your gear ready for you to put on".

TheWalrus · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **TheWalrus** on Mon Jul 06, 2009 10:52 pm

Metallic Island, 00:53 into operation

*’Mr. Sears looked out over the island from the top of a view tower in the main compound. The soldiers were all assembled, patrol routes had been determined, and positions fortified. The coastal entrances were covered by snipers, the sky was being scanned by radar and recon UAVs, and the most vulnerable section of the island, the underwater docking bay, was not only housing their submarine, but was mined outside and the blast doors were sealed. No one would be able to get onto the island without him knowing…*

“Sir! I have the report for you.”
“Ah, thank you. Have our brothers assemble in the hangar.”
“Yes Sir!”

*As the soldier left, the old man looked over the report on deployment:

deployment report wrote:All 270 soldiers have been deployed:

150 men with NBC armour and AN94 assault rifles.

1 man in each 5 man patrol group has been equipped with a Pribor-3B Meroka machine gun.

30 soldiers have been stationed in strategic locations with FGM-148 Javelin anti-tank guided missile (ATGM) launchers.

20 soldiers have been deployed on the beaches and hills with SV-98 Russian bolt action sniper rifles.

10 teams of two soldiers equipped with Browning M2 air-cooled, belt-fed, heavy machine guns have been stationed at defensive locations around the airfield, main compound, fuel depot, and research labs.

50 Spetznaz with Vz-83 Scorpion submachine guns and Remington 870 pump action shotguns are ready to be scrambled at will.

All four M-388 Davy Crockett tactical nuclear recoilless rifles have been deployed to ward off naval assault.

Everything was going to plan. ‘Mr. Sears’ headed down the stairs, his cane clacking on the steps. He reached the hangar in short order, and stepped up to the pedestal that had been prepared for him. He saluted to his assembled soldiers, and spoke into the microphone, his voice booming and strong:*

“A nation without a military, an army without a government. That’s what we were, mercenaries, scavengers of the battlefield, the lowest of the low, killing for money!”

*The crowd began to stir, they did not care for what the old man had just said…*

“But that is all behind us now! We no longer answer to anyone but ourselves! The nations that hired us now lothe us, and many of you never even received the bounty that you had been promised!”

*Again, the crowd stirred, the anger rising in the room. But this was not for the man speaking, it was the shared feeling that they all had: after all, there are few worse choices than not paying a mercenary…*

“The world is a different place now. The events of the last year have changed everything; for the Patriots are no more!”

*Cheers erupted from the crowd, they could all remember the Sons of the Patriots system that controlled them only a year ago.*

“Stories tell of a legendary soldier who, with Metal Gear in his command, had once waged war against the world. His name was Big Boss. Now, we will do what he could not, we will wage war on the world!”

*The old man left the pedestal as the assembled soldiers roared with pride, cheering and chanting the name of that legendary soldier. As he left the hangar, the two soldiers that had joined him on the helicopter came up behind him.*

“That was beautiful Sir.”
“Shut up Alenko.”
“I was just sayin’ is all…”
“Both of you shut up.”

*These were his two best, his right and left hand:

Boris Alenko was his personal bodyguard, a former professional wrestler from the former Soviet Union. He was a mountain of a man, and he could smash concrete with his bare hands, along with having an affinity for large, noisy weapons. He wasn’t the brightest person ‘Sears’ had ever known, but he was loyal, and that was all he needed to be.

Humorously his opposite, the wisecracking, short, fat man that was Jeremy Ball completed the duo. He acted as technical advisor to the Rough Riders, and was a master of electronic warfare, a defector from the British SAS.

There were other members of his elite, the top operatives in the world, most of them former FOXHOUND.

The elegant Joanna Daniels was one of those former FOXHOUND members, and was a master sniper, just the woman he needed to make sure that important jobs were done.

Another FOX was Mario Sakah, the greatest close combat expert in the world. He was one of the ‘Cyborg Ninjas’ and had no true free will. He was created to be a ‘perfect soldier’ and was kidnapped by the Rough Riders when he was a boy. He was still young, but had been reprogrammed, and would die for ‘Sears.’

The last FOX was Scarlet, a woman with no past and a love of fire. ‘Sears didn’t know much about her, but she was loyal to him, with a soul as black as ash, and a sociopath to the core.

Finishing up this team were the explosives expert John, and jungle warfare master Rachel. It was a formidable team, and in the unlikely event that some outside force managed to threaten his island before the plans were all finished, they guaranteed him the time required to see his vision come full circle…*

Soki · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Soki** on Tue Jul 07, 2009 12:01 am

Knight walked onto the main area of the sub fully geared his suit was cybernetic helping out with keeping blood within the body and keeping broken bones from getting completely knocked out of place. He wore only half a mask that covered the lower half of his face. The only weapon on him was the katana on his back as he walked up there he blinked "Who's the Geezer..?" He asked the commander. Soki was the youngest member of Foxhound so everyone was old to him. He though young he wasn't reckless and it was all about business to him. He could care less about any jokes in off time he was as serious as they come. His past saw to that.

He looked the man over calmly and shook his head with a laugh "where'd you dig him up Commander...?" he asked as he leaned against the railing calmly his eyes looked over the man his eyes though showed that one emotion all young soldiers had, that upstart cockiness but other then that if someone were to look closer they'd realized he had enough reason to act cocky. He was the Great Grandson of the legendary Grey Fox. He was proud of that and stayed away from guns and only trained in Sword-combat and basic Martial arts. His own family's style Ryu genkotsu though young he spent hours perfecting the style. He was still new to his family's style, and it was hard to master as well so still a student but that didn't make him any less dangerous. He didn't ever train in anything else figuring there was enough gun wielders in this unit to boot. He smiled again at the Commander. "So he's not gonna slow us down is he....?" he asked in that same sarcastic tone.

DeeviousDemon · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **DeeviousDemon** on Tue Jul 07, 2009 6:59 am

- A phone call earlier that evening...

"Yes, sir! I understand, I will be ready for deployment tomorrow morning"

"I'll see you then...." a moment of silence "Black Panther."

Hanging up the phone, the slinky figure, standing in the shadows of what looked like an apartment at an army base, stretched out. Her long limps lean and tone, as she walked over to a window, her movements always graceful she had made it a habit swinging her entire body when walking,head up high just like the proud hunter she was. As she pushed down one of the shutters on the window, the moon was blindingly shining upon her - mesmerizing amber eyes glistened in the reflected light. "Finally" she smirked...

...

On board of a submarine which was going to take them to an undisclosed location - on her way to the briefing room, she entered just in time to catch the end of a conversation already in place.

"So he's not gonna slow us down is he....?"

Wearing a black, skin tight exoskeleton - which was especially designed for her as a full body suit, covering her face completely except for those amber eyes. She could feel certain looks being thrown her way but she wasn't bothered by it, well it did look like she wasn't wearing anything at all - the suit was the latest in Octo-Camo - this again a standard within the ranks . Her trusted bolt action sniper rifle on her back, she snickered slightly - pushing her hips to one side, planting one hand on it firmly the other holding on tightly to the strap which was holding her sniper rifle in place. Head slightly tilted she looked around the place - the main hall, or so it looked like, a big white screen with an over head projector, showing maps and such.

"Well I sure hope he doesn't" the womans voice was nothing more than a low whisper."

the fox without · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **the fox without** on Tue Jul 07, 2009 7:42 am

Kat smirked as he walked through the sub, playing with a ball of electricity he kept tossing in his hands, getting odd looks from some of the uninformed soldiers on the sub, but most of the others simply rolled thier eyes at his act.he had been called to the breifing room earlier, but had taken his time going there, hoping to arrive 'fashionably late.' he had been dressed in a advanced muscle suit for this mission, drastically increasing his agility and strength, though it lacked the more advanced stealth capabilities of the others, merely changing to fit the most predominant color around him.

He walked into the room, still playing with the ball, eyeing the other members of the team, smirking as his gaze swept over the skintight suit panther wore. His smirk grew, deciding to entertain himself till the breifing started, he released the ball of energy, zapping Panther's butt with little more than a static shock. "How's the tail swinging pussycat." he said grinning even more.

(man, I feel like a jerk just writing that.)

DeeviousDemon · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **DeeviousDemon** on Tue Jul 07, 2009 8:49 am

She hardly noticed the little bolt Saint had shot at her rather perfect behind.

"How's the tail swinging pussycat." he said grinning even more.

Not bothering to turn around, she had stood there still - if she hadn't had that mask on they would she her facial expression - most probably they could make out that she had raised an eyebrow, at the mere thought of someone addressing her like, it could only mean it was him.

"So I get to meet ..." chuckling "Saint Elmo huh?"

She had heard of him before, he was supposed to be one of those who could use Electrokenisis very well, another one of those who had gotten into the hands of the Military at a young age. "Well I'll let this incident slide, but..." she stopped, 5 inch metal claws had pierced themselves through her knuckles, her suit - though wasn't damaged just the texture of the suit allowed her to user the NanoTite particles however she wanted them. turning to face him, she walked slowly towards him, stopping a foot away from him she touched his chest with the tips of her cold claws, "But if you do that again I'll have to show you what an actual Panther does to it's prey." a low purr like growl flew of her lips before she had turned away from him.

Her eyes fixated upon the other two ... "Havoc Snake - Nice to make your acquaintance" she did a little salute - he was one of the few men out there who she had respect for, she had heard many, many stories off of the Legendary Soldier his father was. Getting back into her casual stance, hip out, hand planted to the side of her waist but this time she chose to lean onto the wall behind her in case mister thunderbolts was getting any new ideas..

OOC: haha no probs my character is a feisty one - and hey - your a guy, can't help it

smileythemask · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **smileythemask** on Tue Jul 07, 2009 8:59 am

Chameleon sat in a small metal box. His body was twisted beyond belief so that he could fit himself into the box. He had gotten a phone call earlier about the meeting at the submarine and figured the fastest way he could get there was to ship himself to the closest location and then just make his way there and hide in another box. When he finally heard other people talking he opened up the box and pulled himself out his bones cracking as they realigned. He checked to make sure his mask was still the right way. It changed between many different faces as did his own voice. He noticed Kat and shook his head. "Wow... you really need to get a life..." He said quietly to himself as his voice continued to change.

the fox without · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **the fox without** on Tue Jul 07, 2009 9:12 am

Kat's grin grew as she walked towards him, barely flinching as she touched the claw to his chest. He chuckeled as she threatened him, "I sure hope that's a promise then." he said, leaning back against the wall. He looked at the others, thinking about what he knew of them. He smirked as he looked the ninja over. The file hadn't contained much on him, at least what he was allowed to read of it, though he was sure he was capable. The military sure loves there little ninjas, though they do come in handy when it comes to flash he thought before turning his attention to the new Snake He may have the genes of Solid, but I think I'm going to hold my opinion of him until I can see if he can do half the things Solid was rumored to have done. he said, keeping his thoughts to himself as he gave the others salutes as well, albiet his were more lazy and seemed patronizing than used as a sign of respect. He soon grew bored of waiting, making another ball of electricity, weaving it through the air.

He turned to the new arrival, slightly suprised as he came out of the box but recovered quickly, chuckling, remembering the file on this one. What dozy that had been. "Says the guy who can't chose which life he wants." He said, remembering his disorder.

Eternal1999 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Eternal1999** on Tue Jul 07, 2009 9:48 am

"Commander Vandolf you know I work alone, I completed thousands of VR missions, solo. I dont need help from others..." Said Snake.

"Yes, snake I know what you are capable of, but this is no ordinary mission, we dont know how much time we got left, and we dont know much about the enemy is capable of this go around" replied Vandolf

"Who's the Geezer..?"
"So he's not gonna slow us down is he....?"

He heard a young man in exoskeleton suit.

Snake had heard him, but did not pay much attention to him, as he had heard it all before when he was at military school and at VR training, his peers would talk the talk but most who would, couldnt walk the walk.

"Snake, this is Shadowed Knight, he is our teams Stealth Specialist, as well as the Unit's personal Swordsman. You two are connected in the sense that both your father Solid Snake, and his grandfather Gray Fox have worked together."

"Well aint that a interesting coincidence, and In coincidences I dont believe"

He then saw a women wearing a black, skin tight exoskeleton.

He saw a zapp behind the women, shocking her behind.

"How's the tail swinging pussycat." he said another man with a grin.

"So I get to meet ..." chuckling "Saint Elmo huh?"
"Well I'll let this incident slide, but..."
"But if you do that again I'll have to show you what an actual Panther does to it's prey."

Snake sat down as he shook his head.

"Saint Elmo, settle down, this isnt time for that" said Commander Vandolf with a frustrated look on his face.

The woman, then came over to him an introduced herself.

"Hello there, I see you are our teams Sniper Specialist, good to know I have someone like you watching my back, at least I know I wont be bored on this mission." said with a cool but layed back tone.

He then saw a man in a box, who goes by Chameleon, he is the teams Infiltration and Retrieval specialist.

"Interesting way to make an enterance" he thought to himself

"Alright team, listen up, A few hours ago the President of the United States was on a hi-tech military base on Metallic Island to inspect the new Metal Gear that was completed recently, when terrorists attacked. They took hostage of the President and are demanding a large sum of money in exchange for the President's safe return. If the government does not collaborate with the terrorists demands, then the terrorists will launch a nuclear missile with the Metal Gear. The terrorists include former FOXHOUND members, and they call themselves "The Rough Riders, there leader is Genesis one. They are very dangerous, high level skilled soldiers, do not underestimate them. Our mission is to rescue the president, and to stop them from activating Metal Gear. Any questions? We will deploy in a few minutes, the fate of our country and the rest of the world rest in your hands".

smileythemask · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **smileythemask** on Tue Jul 07, 2009 10:12 am

Chameleon looked over at Kat who had said something about him and grinned. "I don't need to choose a single life... I have many different lives... you can find out all about each and every single one of them if you want... but im sure that would be to much information for someone like you to handle" He said with a grin. He said as he heard Snake start talking. He listened closely to what this mission was about while in his mind he kept wondering off a little bit but would then come back into reality. He didn't really know why someone would take the president. Since it would just highlight the rest of there operations. He didn't say anything though.

the fox without · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **the fox without** on Tue Jul 07, 2009 10:31 am

Kat smirked at chameleon, "Aye you might be right about that, but which one of those lives can survive through 9 volts of electricity, coursing through your body to your heart with a current of 50 mA." he said pausing for a second before acting as if he was whispering to him, "Just fyi, that usually kills people...thought you should know." He said, before turning back to the commander.

Kat raised his hand, not waiting for the commande to adress him before speaking, "I just have one question," he said, his grin reappearing as he continued, "Are you assining us weapons, or do we get to choose our own for the mission." he said, running inventory over his favorites, hoping they would get to choose.

DeeviousDemon · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **DeeviousDemon** on Tue Jul 07, 2009 10:40 am

After listening to the minor bickering already happening within the unit she sighed, pushing herself off of the wall she took a few steps forward. A loud clunk and her heavy sniper rifle was set down on the floor. Patting and stroking the rifle "All I need is a few smokes - colored and white as well as the usual chaff grenades" a little smirk on her lips "plus 'Jack' here is better than any other sniper rifle out there, and i am sure he wouldn't appreciate it if I fingered another gun."

Heaving the heavy rifle back onto her back, she walked back over to the wall where 'Saint" stood. There eyes briefly meeting his before she went back into her casual stance. "Though Commander - It'll be quiet suspicious if all of us deploy at the same darn spot, if the enemy detects us we are done for - I'd appreciate it if we could split up in teams, but hey, it was just a thought - don't mind me thinking out loud" she hissed a little sarcastically.

TheWalrus · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **TheWalrus** on Tue Jul 07, 2009 11:02 am

Metallic Island, 02:21 into operation.

"Get those bodies strung up, I want anyone that tries to get through here to know what we did."

*'Mr. Sears' was right; the Navy SEALS had landed on the island two hours after they had arrived on it. The SEALS were allowed onto the island, where they were cut down in a hail of gunfire by snipers that had been placed on hills overlooking the ocean. The snipers spared the leader of the SEALS, allowing the Captain to make it to the main compound where he was ambushed by a squad of soldiers. As the SEAL stood, weapons trained on him and an old man in a business suit came strolling up to him, twirling a cane and smoking a cigarette. The old man came up to the Captain and stuck his cane in the dirt, slowly clapping at the SEAL.*

“Ah, why hello there Captain…Winters. I am ‘Mr. Sears,’ and I welcome you to my little island. I’d say I was surprised you got this far, but since I let you, I can’t. Ha ha ha…for you see…ha ha ha…excuse me, I’m sorry. *clears throat* No need to worry, your President is safe and unharmed. Oh, and we’ve been jamming your transmissions since you got here, so no, help is not coming. Now then, I’m sorry about your comrades, it is always sad when a fellow soldier dies. However, no one needs to die for another person's cause. People must believe in themselves and fight for what they feel is right. You fail at this task, and so, you aren’t welcome here.”

*The old man snapped his fingers, and two soldiers came up behind the SEAL, knocking his weapon out of his hand and holding him still. ‘Mr. Sears’ walked up to the Captain, and produced an old, ornate knife. He brought the knife up to the man’s chin and patted his cheek with his free hand.*

“Exitus Acta Probat…”

*With those words, ‘Mr. Sears’ slit the Captain’s throat and he dropped to the ground.*

“Place him in a way so he looks injured, and rig his body with C4.”

*The squad of soldiers saluted and began to carry out their task as the old man retrieved his cane and walked back to the compound, laughing hysterically the whole way back…*
....
Metallic Island, Main Complex, Sub level 4, briefing room. 02:30 into operation.

*The main members of the Rough Riders were all assembled in the large room that was originally designed to protect key personnel in case of an attack. The team was restless and rumors flew around the room: 'Mr. Sears' was keeping them all in the dark about this operation, but each one had been given a different story. The chatter came to a stop when the old man entered the room.*

"Glad to see you're all here. And you, you're the new member of our team, isn't that right Mr. Dubbon?"

*The old man proceeded to walk over to the new recruit when he was interrupted by Joanna:*

"Sir, where is Ivanna? I haven't seen her since we made our landing."
"She is out on assignment around the island, I'm sure that she will join us soon, and if not, then I will inform her of the situation."
"But Sir, she should be here! What do you me..."
"Enough! She is out. End of discussion."

*'Mr. Sears' coughed into his hand and continued to walk over to the new man. He put his hand on the man's shoulder and smiled:*

"Everyone, this is the newest member of our team: former FOXHOUND agent Frank Dubbon. Why don't you say a few words to the group Frank?"

Soki · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Soki** on Tue Jul 07, 2009 11:37 am

Knight shook his head "I swear Electricity has rotted your brain Kat..." he said with a shake of his head as he jumped down from the railing he had perched on for the briefing and walked towards the group "Fingering another gun....Jack..?" he laughed slightly "Alright then...." he said as he always carried his sword on his back, to him his sword was his life, so anywhere he went it did too. "this is gonna be fun..." he said with a chuckle. He just looked at the group, he felt like they had been ragtagged just a bunch of people pinned together for some bullshit reason of patriotism, 'to serve thine country with a smile and a bullet wound...' he minced. He wasn't from this country and quite frankly he couldn't care about it. But a job was a job and he sure didn't feel like going back to Japan and being an assassin again. "He turned to the woman as she talked about spliting up "You want some more time with Zappy over there...?" he pointed towards Kat with a snicker. He didn't really care being the youngest member he was already branded the most Immature, well not as immature as Kat but still. He just laughed at the thought "I think spliting up would be a good Idea...Our Sniper specialist could keep our butts safe or leave a bullet mark in Kat's while we try and sneak in then we can clear a way for her.." he said. "At least It'd make it easier for us to sneak in if someones watching our back..." he said with a smile, though his half-mask hid that.

smileythemask · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **smileythemask** on Tue Jul 07, 2009 11:56 am

Chameleon looked over at knight and smiled. "We could try to sneak in... or we could just capture a guard and let me disguise myself as him and get anybody i want in or out..." He said his voice was now kind of high pitched and his mask changed to a cartoonish looking person with spiky blue hair, a small nose, big black eyes and two missing front teeth. He grinned a little bit more as stretched his body out a little bit since he was still somewhat sore from sitting inside the box for so long. He bent both his arms around his back and bent backwards. His spine cracked a few times and then he stood back up and looked around at everyone.

TheWalrus · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **TheWalrus** on Tue Jul 07, 2009 12:22 pm

Metallic Island, Submarine pen. 02:34 into operation.

"How long is this going to take?"
"I'm not sure Captain. Should I radio the transport?"
"Please do, I don't want the boss to get on my ass again."
"Aye, aye."

[Shark to Whale; what is your ETA?]
[Whale to Shark; one hour.]
[Copy Whale. Shark out.]

*The report was filed and given to a soldier who took it to the briefing room.*

Metallic Island, Main Complex, Sub level 4, briefing room. 02:35 into operation.

"Sir! I have an update from the Truth."
"Ah, excellent, thank you."

*The old man saluted the soldier and quickly read the paper as the soldier left the room.*

Whale is one hour from the island, all systems are go. Full complement aboard.

*'Sears' smiled and turned back to the assembled team.*

"Good news everyone. The transport is almost here with the rest of the army. Now then, back to more important matters..."

Eternal1999 · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **Eternal1999** on Tue Jul 07, 2009 1:01 pm

Commander Vandolf
"I will be partnering yall up in groups of two. Panther, Chameleon, and Kat will be one group. That will leave Snake and Knight as the other . Both teams will reach the island by going underwater thru two mini subs big enough for all of you to fit having one group on each one. Both teams will arrive on opposite ends of each other, on your way to the island there will be security lasers and you will have to evade them not to trigger them and alert the enemy. You will soon see an underwater base where yall can surface, when you get close to it, abort the submarine, and swim to the base. Chameleon will pilot the sub for his team, and Snake you will pilot the sub on yours. The rondevu point will be at the center of the island out side the complex. When you reach the rondevu point I will need Black Panther to go to a secure location to scope out the area, and to watch your backs if anything happens. This wont be easy, they have the island completely guarded, I will be able to keep contact thru nanotech frequency, more information will be given as progress thru tghe mission, ok guys, I have the mini subs ready, please enter the subs, Let the mission begin....."

TheWalrus · **Tips:** 0.00 INK by **TheWalrus** on Tue Jul 07, 2009 1:28 pm

Metallic Island, Main Complex, Sub level 4, briefing room. 02:37 into operation.

[Sir, long range sonar has detected a large mass under the ocean, speed seven knots, distance ten miles.]

*'Sears' stopped explaining the plan to his team and stepped over to the radio, speaking with the soldier on the other end in a very irritated voice:*

[...and?]
[Umm...well, Sir, I thought you'd want to know. What should we do?]
[What the fuck you do think?! It's a submarine! Find out who it belongs to and what the hell it is doing out here!]

*He slammed the radio down and went back to his briefing, but was interrupted again:*

[WHAT?!]
[I have the report that you requested, Sir.]
[Oh, right, well, what do we have?]
[You were right, it is a submarine. USA, Ohio Class. It seems to have submersibles attached to it, no weapons detected as armed; her tubes are still closed. No other identification. It may be a US sub, but it's not Navy Sir.]
[Hmm. Fuck. Thank you.]

*'Sears' began to chuckle a bit to himself before speaking to the Rough Riders.*

"I believe that you owe Joanna that beer Mario: FOXHOUND is coming..."

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