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Ammadi Nyle

TETRS Field Commander and heavy metal connoisseur

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a character in “The Multiverse”, originally authored by Nemo, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Originally formed after the Tripartite Occupation of Terra, the TNG once controlled all of Terra. Currently, the TNG's jurisdiction includes most of Terra's territory, but not the entire world.
Registered citizen of the Terran National Government

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Captain Amadi Nyle, TETRS Field Commander


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One of the original guerrilla soldiers for the TLF, Nile has been fighting for Terran sovereignty from the beginning. His keen battle-awareness and specialized hand-to-hand combat skills quickly advanced him through the ranks of the Terran military. When the TETRS unit was established, Nile was selected to lead the squad as Field Commander. A trained soldier, Nile is a dangerous opponent even without his ANDEE Battle Suit. Responsible for both training and leading the troopers, Nile strives to protect Terra and his soldiers to the best of his ability.

Stern, straight-forward and authoritative, Nile is a tough commander who values his relationships with the troopers beneath him. Commanding, powerful and fearful when he needs to be, Nile can just as easily be understanding, compassionate and empathic to those around him. He also has a deep love for all-things heavy metal, and will often blast his favorite bands during training exercises, or even mission debriefings.

Nile remains one of Tetris' most active members, and prefers on-world domestic assignments. When a rogue super-saiyan or demi-god touches down in Wing City looking for a bloody rampage across town, Amadi and his troopers are usually the first to be called in.

As a member of TETRS, Amadi is often equipped with an ANDEE Battle Suit, the pinnacle of Terran infantry defense technologies. His personalized suit includes an MP3 player complete with over 200 of his favorite artists, and concentrated impervium plate around the hands and knuckles for extra striking-power.

So begins...

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Ammadi Nyle stood against a computer terminal, suited up in full ANDEE except for his head. The helmet was contracted into the rest of suit as he dutifully reviewed a replay of a recent training simulation. "Never Enough" by Five Fingered Death Punch played on a low volume in the backround.

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"Ah, Hotaru..." Nyle nodded towards the man, "...good to see you." The Commander quickly turned the computer terminal off and lowered the volume of the music... though he didn't turn the sound of all together.

"How ya' been soldier?" Amadi asked as he approached the man, offering him a sturdy smile, "haven't seen ya' in a couple weeks since our last simulation. Good vacation?"

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Ammadi Nyle , along with a small host of TAF Marines and NPA Agents would accompany the Terran Prime Minister and his companions as they went out to the arriving Aschens. The soldiers would stay out of the way, alert and at-attention.

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Ammadi Nyle stood at-ready, his patient eyes locked dead ahead in military discipline from behind his visor. He stood as a statue, passively craddling his gauss-rifle.

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Ammadi Nyle grinned from ear-to-ear beneath the helmet of his ANDEE, speaking into his scouter. "Load'em up marines, we've got Coalies AND Aschen on our backs this time." Were the marines not instructed to keep their damn mouths shut, they might have cheered in that moment.

"Hail Clarity, and God bless ya'!" Ammadi spoke through the transmitter, "we've got some pest-control we're taking care of down here. Council troops...terrorists. Re-vamped an old military base about five klicks north of our position. Base is believed to hold precious lab-data and research facilities, so we're not just glassing it from the sky. Feel like lending a hand?"

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Ammadi moved with his troops, the cavalry on their heels as they advanced towards the enemy. At this range, the Terran energy scouters were still unable to pick up the sudden life-signatures from the revivification of the 'failed' experiments. Undoubtedly the charging allies would be in for a horrendous suprise should they encounter the Council monstrosities.

"We're dispatching the contingent into three battalions," Ammadi explained, "flanking the base from every angle with ground support. Battallions Grip, Pride and Convoy, go." With the command, the Terran marines quickly seperated into three battallions, each assuming distance in opposite directions as they progressed.

"We're friendlies down here, Reverence," Ammadi affirmed, looking up into the dark skies as the massive battleship loomed above them, "and might I say you look even lovelier in-person..."

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From a safe-enough distance, the Terran Marine Battallions watched as the Aschen Reverence did the dirty work, scorching the bulk of the zombie masses in burning plasma. Well, that took care of that problem. There was still the matter of taking the military-base, of course.

Ammadi stood alarmed as he picked up the transmissions from the Scatteran Wrecker Team. Of course! the Scatterans were still caught in the dead-center of the fighting.

"Reverence, this is Convoy," Ammadi patched into his Aschen allies, "we have Coalie friendlies in some deep shit not a half-a-klick due north. I'm sending Grip as support, but they'll need to clear the plasma. I'll thrust over and give what help I can. I'm a friendly, keep your plasma on the freaks below."

With that, Ammadi took to the skies, the thrusters in his ANDEE armor quickly sending him across the battlefield toward Wrecker Team as they fought for their lives. The smoke and debris made things difficult to see, though his energy-scouter managed to keep Ammadi aware of most of the battle.

"Friendly, Wrecker One!" Ammadi patched into the Scatterans as he landed among them, looking about the battered troops, "Jesus christ, you guys look like shit. Aschen are fuckin' glassing, we need to cut a path west and fast."

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With the support of the Aschen Reverance, Amadi accompanied Wrecker team, fighting their way out of the smoking hell the Reverance had leveled the forest into. With gaping holes opened in the enemy's defenses, compliments of the Aschens and Scatterans, Terran battalions Grip and Convoy would practically waltz into the Council military base, easily wiping out the remaining zombie stragglers.

As for the mysterious Council stealth units and their prize, they were not to be found.

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Ammadi Nyle thrusted quickly to the side, narrowly avoiding the mana-blast an Scott taunted him. The trooper raised his rifle, letting loose a flurry of rounds from his gauss rifle, blue-white streaks of gunfire eminatting from the weapon as it went off.

"Hm. For a terrorist you sure know a lot, huh?" Amadi growled, "where're you getting your info, anyhow? And what the hell are you doing here?"

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"Bad days, huh?" Amadi growled, "well you're about to have one of those days. Courtesy of me." The captain watched as the arcane energy spiraled towards him, making no effort to dodge the attack this time. The trooper only extended one of his hands, the bright light of the projectile flaring up his armor before striking the center of Amadi's palm. Rather then explode or injure the trooper as intended, the attack seemed to dissipate... sucked into the Muteki gem embedded in Amadi's palm.

"That's a neat trick..." Amadi smiled, "...why don't you see how it feels to get hit by your own weapons?" With that said, Amadi pointed a finger at Scott. Almost instantly, the very same attack that Nile had just stored in his suit was released, the glowing arcane energy sent flying back at Scott.

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"Looks like it is!" Nile growled as he took advantage of Scott's respite, flaring his energy levels just below Nova One as he charged his opponent. He fired no blast or gun, but rather thrusted directly into the man, attempting to deliver a savage one-two punch across Scott's helmet with his re-enforced fists. If succesful, the attack might dent Scott's armor. After this little combo, Amadi would then attempt to place a hand on Scott's chest, firing a quick blast of energy from his at point-blank range directly into Scott's armor.

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"Not at all," Amadi grinned, "...assuming you don't mind if I do the same?" The trooper watched with interest as Scott's suit began repairing itself. The Andee was capable of no such feats. Impervium wasn't cheap, after all... and it took quite a bit of work repairing one of the strongest metals in the known universe.

"Entering Nova One..." Amadi logged into his suit, assuming something of a horse-stance as the fusion reactor in his chessed sparked and glowed. The plates of the armor shook and vibrated all over; a faint, glowing aura eminatting off the suit. The Andee had just entered the first of three power-ups. At 3.8 times 10 to the 23'rd joules, the suit was roughly producing as much energy per second as the sun.

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"GAHH!" Amadi groaned as the strain on his shields was suddenly intensified. FOUR more restrains? This was ridiculous. He could go Nova Two... but what good would that do him when Scott himself was holding back as it was? He was arm-wrestling with the man right now. It was a contest of brute-strength. Amadi needed to be more cunning.

"...my scouter-...recognizes-...psionic energies..." Amadi grunted as he was forced back inch by inch from Scott's attack. He grinned. "..you're a psionic?"

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Ammadi Nyle paid no attention to Scott's banter, roaring loudly as he finally released the stored energy into a massive, blinding blast. The whole section of the ring shook in the wake of its power as Scott's own beam met the attack. While Scott would likely hold against the strike, Amadi had never intended to hit Scott with the attack.

While the half demon was occupied countering the attack, Amadi would thrust to the side, once again charging Scott while he was busy. If he managed to get up close and personal, the Tetris Trooper would provey a PSI-grenade from his belt, activating the device with a flick of his wrist.

"Eat this, BITCH!" Amadi growled, attempting to slam the grenade against Scott's helmet. If succesful, the grenade would detonate instantly, a shockwave of psionic energies eminatting off of it, likely disrupting or interfering with the suits own amplification abilities. If completely succesful, Scott be knocked out.

Amadi took no immediate notice of Rau, quite busy with the fight at hand. Hopefully the Saiyan was far-off enough away so that he wouldn't be struck from the PSI grenade.

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Ammadi Nyle panted, still quite tired and beaten. That attack had drained him of quite a bit of energy.

"Woah there..." Amadi transmitted into whatever audio-reciever Rau was using, "stand back, Saiyan. This is the official business of the Terran National Government. As you can see, the fight is over." The Tetris Field Commander flew carefully over to the unconsciouss Scott, attempting to take him into the ring.

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"A victory I wish I'd never had..." Amadi responded, but shook the machine's hand nonetheless, "...try and keep your tech under wrap next time, alright?" Still, the Captain wasn't complaining too much. It had been one helluva' fight.

"Well I guess this kid was wearing some Council Tech..." Amadi responded to the Saiyan, "...kinda' went crazy inside our something. Nothing too important. At least no one got hurt."

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"HUUURGGHHH!" Amadi growled, throwing Haima over his shoulder and on to the padded mat bellow. The man landed with a thud, with several gasps and chuckles from the audience of Terran marines observing the match. All of them were dressed in athletic shirts and pants, but Amadi and Haima were both shirtless; their muscled bodies sweat-sheened from their recent brawls. They had been asked to train this new bunch of troops in proper hand-to-hand combat, and they intended to. By demonstration.

"And that..." Amadi grinned, still panting, "...is why you never loose your footing when grappling with an opponent. Once the enemy has your balance, he has your life." Amadi stepped forward, flexing his arms smugly as he turned his back to Haima.

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Ammadi Nyle collapsed to the ground like a felled tree, grunting as 205 lbs of raw muscle hit the matt. A chorus of cheers and rooting erupted from the marines, laughing as the two guerilla troopers duked it out in front of them.

"...obviously we're both too smart for each other," Amadi grinned, rising to his feet quickly. He walked over to Haima, offering his hand to the man with a smile.

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Ammadi Nyle dried off himself, grabbing hold of a nearby water bottle and taking a few sips as he matted his forehead with a hand towel.

"You grunts will be getting to spar with one another later today," Amadi nodded to the marines, noting their anticipation. Many of them were already stepping out on to the mat. "We still have a weapons demonstration to cover. But first, are there any questions?"

One of the marines, a dark-hared Indian-looking fellow, raised his hand.

"What's your name trooper?"

"Ebadahh, Commander sir."

"You have a question?"

"My question is for Commander Haima." He cleared his throat nervously, scratching at his chin before mustering the balls to finally spit it out. "...from what I've seen, hand-to-hand combat is drastically different then a typical fire-fight, sir. I'd like to know, what's the hardest part about facing an opponent with your bare fists? Are there mental inhibitions that could detriment a trooper in such an instance?"

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The trooper nodded vigorously, mentally taking notes. "Thank you, sir." He stepped back.

Amadi looked out into the crowd. "Anyone else?" A murmur of 'no thank you sir' and 'none, commander' greeted him.

"Alright then," Amadi stepped back, "to our next demo then." Amadi led the group to a nearby set-up of a firing range. A metal desk was before them with various wepaons, with three targets standing twenty feet away from them.

"Gauss rifle," Amadi picked up a strange-looking gun, "CMC 660 Marauder. Standard marine issue." Amadi turned to Haima, offering him the weapon. "You familiar with this one, commander?"