JerreyRough Posted May 25, 2009 Author Report Share Posted May 25, 2009 OOC: I cannot find the post I made about Aperture Science and its roots from a while ago, so I'll re-post it. /OOC Aruba Isle, GTI HQ Building 8. Computer Terminal 34, Database Mainframe 2. Drive: Q:\Master\A\Aperture_Science\Facts\File_001 File Title: ///Aperture Science: Homebuilt Threat/// Aperture Science is a company secretly created by GTI several years after GTI was founded for the purposes of research and development of illegal weapons, tools, and warfare. This division also created other technologies for cvilian use, such as the Sponge Towel. This sub-company went under the cover of both a paper-mill company and a farm-"network" company, establishing itself throughout the world without anyone knowing. Many of these locations are not used for any secret projects, meerly for the funds (and a potential fall-back point from other locations). Many years ago, around the year 1999, Aperture Science broke off from GTI; they had a stable source of income, gave "taxes" to GTI, and could research technologies that GTI would never research under no circumstances. They broke their connections with GTI, and since very little was heard of them. GTI had spies within Aperture Science (same vice versa too), and knew of the various activities that Aperture Science did; GTI never revealed Aperture Science, however, for <CLASSIFIED, REQ. LVL 53 CLEARENCE>. ///End of File/// Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JerreyRough Posted May 26, 2009 Author Report Share Posted May 26, 2009 Alan Rickman paces in his room, taking thinks important to him, his CD player, his three AC/DC discs, some clothes and bread. He locked his front door and headed over to the AI HQ, he left a note to his mom, hoping for her blessings. The local recruitment office was located on the 19th floor of a office building, an older building and rented floors to different buisnesses for a year. Now this...was par for the course. He knew how people like this operated. He complied without complaint, picking up his suitcase and walks out the door and into the bus, like he was told. The sargent watched the men board the bus. "If all you pieces of s*** want to live bootcamp, then get into a damn line, not a crowd!" The sargent rants on about other errors the recruits make, while the recruits winpered and did what they were told. Once their bags are shoved underneath in the baggage area, the recruits get onto the bus. From the outside, the bus looked like any other school bus; bright, yellow, and good. But the inside was dark and black, the windows covered by blinds and smelling old. The bus driver was in a protected area in front, still a part of the bus but heavy metals and blinds making it seperate from the rest. Harley and the recruits sat down in the bus. One came and sat beside Harley, offering his hand after sitting down. He was tanned, originating from Europe but moving to Promised Land to get out of the wars, short, and slightly overweight. "M' Name's Sean (said: Shon). What they put you into? I got put into the Heavy Gunner program." -------------------------------- Later on, the bus stops and the recruits are marched off. They were at the private air field, or what was once an airfield; rusty hangers and broken, old vehicles littered the place. The primary landing strip showed evidence of recent repair. A 737 is parked in the middle of the landing strip, ready for take off and currently being refueled for the flight to Aruba for training. Kalmerg has left the 737 to meet the sargent in a jeep, currently residing beside the bus. Kalmerg walks up to the sargent and shakes his hand. "Got a new batch for us, sargent?" "I got a bunch of girl scouts here, sir. They need harsh training for the front, sir! Or they'll just be mea..." Kalmerg stops him, indicates the recruits, and they start for the jeep. "Girl scouts! Your here for training? Then run for the 737, double time!" They groan. Sean's stomach growls. "Damn it. This better be worth the money..." Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HHAYD Posted May 26, 2009 Report Share Posted May 26, 2009 Harken Staler, a former leader of the Lighting Thieves gang, was surfing the internet in the library when he came across the recruitment page. Taking interest, he went home and dialed the number on his cell phone... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JerreyRough Posted May 26, 2009 Author Report Share Posted May 26, 2009 (edited) OOC: I want to speed this up, so in the future any "new" people joining this RP can RP the information gained from the test (like Subtle's) and then waiting for a plane to arrive at a airfield. Harken Staler, a former leader of the Lighting Thieves gang, was surfing the internet in the library when he came across the recruitment page. Taking interest, he went home and dialed the number on his cell phone... A short tune plays, akin to the very beginning of "Still Alive". "Welcome to the Aperture Infantry Recruitment Hotline Line! If you have already seen the poster, press one. If you have not already seen it, press 2." Harken/ presses 1. "We hope to make your life 100% better from this phone call! The Aperture Infantry is currently on a mission to cleanse Diberia of a harmful rebellion that caused the country to decend into civil war. But we can't do it without your help! Come down to the recruitment office, located on 7th Ave in London. We promise the thrill of a lifetime! Oh, and we ship out new recruits once a month for the complete training, so pack your bags!" The tune plays again. Edited May 26, 2009 by JerreyRough Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
HHAYD Posted May 26, 2009 Report Share Posted May 26, 2009 (edited) OOC: I want to speed this up, so in the future any "new" people joining this RP can RP the information gained from the test (like Subtle's) and then waiting for a plane to arrive at a airfield.A short tune plays, akin to the very beginning of "Still Alive". "Welcome to the Aperture Infantry Recruitment Hotline Line! If you have already seen the poster, press one. If you have not already seen it, press 2." Harken/ presses 1. "We hope to make your life 100% better from this phone call! The Aperture Infantry is currently on a mission to cleanse Diberia of a harmful rebellion that caused the country to decend into civil war. But we can't do it without your help! Come down to the recruitment office, located on 7th Ave in London. We promise the thrill of a lifetime! Oh, and we ship out new recruits once a month for the complete training, so pack your bags!" The tune plays again. OOC: He is in Great Lakes State. --- IC: He presses one, and packed his bags. After packing his bags (a few items, iPod player, his cell phone, prescription drugs for his extreme anger management issue, some candy bars, a blanket, cell phone and iPod charger, and etc.), he walked several blocks to the street and stared at the rundown building. At first, he thought it was the wrong place, but he went ahead and entered the building. His background checks is slightly interesting. He did have a two year college in mechanics, took three years of self defense class, a military commander for a year, but got fired after an attempt on strangling an officer because the officer stole his laptop, leader of the Lighting Thieves gang for two months before getting arrested after a miserable mission failure when his entire gang got taken down by an old lady, and then after that, he was an gun store manager. He did have excellent marksmanship and commanding, but his anger management issue was so out of control that he got kicked out of two anger management classes and had to take a daily, heavy dose of medication to help reduce his anger. Edited May 26, 2009 by HHAYD Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
KaiserMelech Mikhail Posted May 26, 2009 Report Share Posted May 26, 2009 When these posters started popping up in Marscurian Pakistan, the Sultan immediately took notice. "I don't like these mercinary groups," Mikhail thought to himself, "you don't know when you just might find yourself on their bad side." Deciding to place a spy in their ranks to find out any important information, Mikhail sent a message to all army units, offering a promotion to Captain to the volunteer. The volunteer was finally chosen from the 224th Demolition Battalion, Cpl. Landokh Calrishan. After doing all the stuff he needed to when the time came to apply. Being the only volunteer, a small jet was sent to pick up Landokh. After being told to fornicate with himself and do other anatomically impossible acts, he as rushed on to the plane that brought him to the AI HQ. Landokh Calrishan Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Subtleknifewielder Posted May 26, 2009 Report Share Posted May 26, 2009 The sargent watched the men board the bus. "If all you pieces of s*** want to live bootcamp, then get into a damn line, not a crowd!" The sargent rants on about other errors the recruits make, while the recruits winpered and did what they were told. Once their bags are shoved underneath in the baggage area, the recruits get onto the bus. From the outside, the bus looked like any other school bus; bright, yellow, and good. But the inside was dark and black, the windows covered by blinds and smelling old. The bus driver was in a protected area in front, still a part of the bus but heavy metals and blinds making it seperate from the rest.Harley and the recruits sat down in the bus. One came and sat beside Harley, offering his hand after sitting down. He was tanned, originating from Europe but moving to Promised Land to get out of the wars, short, and slightly overweight. "M' Name's Sean (said: Shon). What they put you into? I got put into the Heavy Gunner program." "Same here. 'Heavy weapons,'" he replied amiably. "Harley Pole," he added by way of an introduction, taking the offered hand and shaking it firmly. Later on, the bus stops and the recruits are marched off. They were at the private air field, or what was once an airfield; rusty hangers and broken, old vehicles littered the place. The primary landing strip showed evidence of recent repair. A 737 is parked in the middle of the landing strip, ready for take off and currently being refueled for the flight to Aruba for training. Kalmerg has left the 737 to meet the sargent in a jeep, currently residing beside the bus. Kalmerg walks up to the sargent and shakes his hand."Got a new batch for us, sargent?" "I got a bunch of girl scouts here, sir. They need harsh training for the front, sir! Or they'll just be mea..." Kalmerg stops him, indicates the recruits, and they start for the jeep. "Girl scouts! Your here for training? Then run for the 737, double time!" They groan. Sean's stomach growls. "Damn it. This better be worth the money..." "I'm sure it will," Harley said, taking off a moment later. He was only very mildly winded by the run to the plane, and he noted with pleasure that he seemd to be the first of the recruits there. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JerreyRough Posted May 27, 2009 Author Report Share Posted May 27, 2009 OOC: He is in Great Lakes State.--- IC: He presses one, and packed his bags. After packing his bags (a few items, iPod player, his cell phone, prescription drugs for his extreme anger management issue, some candy bars, a blanket, cell phone and iPod charger, and etc.), he walked several blocks to the street and stared at the rundown building. At first, he thought it was the wrong place, but he went ahead and entered the building. His background checks is slightly interesting. He did have a two year college in mechanics, took three years of self defense class, a military commander for a year, but got fired after an attempt on strangling an officer because the officer stole his laptop, leader of the Lighting Thieves gang for two months before getting arrested after a miserable mission failure when his entire gang got taken down by an old lady, and then after that, he was an gun store manager. He did have excellent marksmanship and commanding, but his anger management issue was so out of control that he got kicked out of two anger management classes and had to take a daily, heavy dose of medication to help reduce his anger. OOC: I know. There is a town in Ontario, Canada called London (and it is in southern ontario) IC: "Oh my, this one looks promising." The skinny recruiter clicked some links. "He seems to be always angry, even needing drugs, and keeps comiting crimes. He's done military command, gang command, gun store manager, and just a generally strange history." "Well, with that kind of a history, he seems to be quite the fighter, but not the commander. The test proved true his gun store manager job by his know-how of tones of guns; perhaps a tank commander?" "What if he gets angry again?" "Durr. Well, he has a wide variety of useful attributes; perhaps give him a secondary squad commander? Wait, hold that thought. He is going into AIFF137 correct? Then give him the commander's job. That group won't be lasting long enough for him to beat on his comrades." "Right-o. Ok, next recruit." When these posters started popping up in Marscurian Pakistan, the Sultan immediately took notice. "I don't like these mercinary groups," Mikhail thought to himself, "you don't know when you just might find yourself on their bad side." Deciding to place a spy in their ranks to find out any important information, Mikhail sent a message to all army units, offering a promotion to Captain to the volunteer. The volunteer was finally chosen from the 224th Demolition Battalion, Cpl. Landokh Calrishan. After doing all the stuff he needed to when the time came to apply. Being the only volunteer, a small jet was sent to pick up Landokh. After being told to fornicate with himself and do other anatomically impossible acts, he as rushed on to the plane that brought him to the AI HQ. Landokh Calrishan OOC: When did fornication have to do with anything??? IC: The recruiters found Landokh suspicous, but none the less recruited him; there were many suspicous people recruited into the Aperture Infantry. The only real security for the large number of recruits that Aperture Infantry did was take away cell phones found. Landokh's test showed that he had a amazing ability for military command*, so he was placed into the Field Command Program. OOC: *If you don't want your character to have that attribute (and thus take longer to find any "real" data), just say so and provide a at least small history of the character (even if its jsut what hes good at). "Same here. 'Heavy weapons,'" he replied amiably. "Harley Pole," he added by way of an introduction, taking the offered hand and shaking it firmly."I'm sure it will," Harley said, taking off a moment later. He was only very mildly winded by the run to the plane, and he noted with pleasure that he seemd to be the first of the recruits there. Kalmerg's jeep is waiting at the airplane, with Kalmerg already entering the plane. The sargent was at the base, waiting for the huffing recruits. Only a few of them were not huffing, including Harley. The sargent looks at Harley. "Recruit, what is your name?" Harley replies his name. "You're quite exceptional. Heavy weaons is my best guess, but you'd be a good runner." The sargent looks at the rest of the recruits. "Stop your whezzing, girlscouts! Learn from this fine man! Now, get your bags and board the plane ASAP! We're behind scedule, and we won't miss you if you decide to stay." The plane takes off for its next destination... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sir Keshav IV Posted May 27, 2009 Report Share Posted May 27, 2009 " Alan was a tall man of 6 feet, his weight was a mere 71 kilograms for his big height. His blood tests revealed no dieseases, but his lungs were weak and he was asthmatic. He walked to the building and gave the clerk his various hospital tests, and his asthma puffer. " Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Subtleknifewielder Posted May 27, 2009 Report Share Posted May 27, 2009 Kalmerg's jeep is waiting at the airplane, with Kalmerg already entering the plane. The sargent was at the base, waiting for the huffing recruits. Only a few of them were not huffing, including Harley. The sargent looks at Harley."Recruit, what is your name?" Harley replies his name. "You're quite exceptional. Heavy weaons is my best guess, but you'd be a good runner." The sargent looks at the rest of the recruits. "Stop your whezzing, girlscouts! Learn from this fine man! Now, get your bags and board the plane ASAP! We're behind scedule, and we won't miss you if you decide to stay." The plane takes off for its next destination... Well, they could really do little but comply, so getting their belongings and boarding the aircraft is what they did. Although Haley would have preferred the sergeant hadn't pointed out to the other recruits that he was the best among them. Recruits, as a general rule, tended to resent being shown up. But he could do little about it now as he sat on the plane, flying toward their future... Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JerreyRough Posted May 28, 2009 Author Report Share Posted May 28, 2009 OOC: Damnit! I shut down my computer for it to update and forgot about my post! Arg! Won't be able to post till' either in 36-48 hours or in 24 hours! Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Firestorm Posted May 28, 2009 Report Share Posted May 28, 2009 Charging Charlie is a man in need of a war. He's served his time and done his share of killing. Lately just moping around the house hasn't done much for him. The days have been moving far to slowly for him as he paces his apartment and enjoying the occasion night out that usually ends up with him setting something on fire or blowing something up. He looks through the back issues of an international newspaper and stumbles across this advertisement for corporate soldier boys. He smiles, stands up, walks across his small apartment, picks up his cell phone, and immediately dials the number. As he waits he stretches his massive six foot four inch frame. Thick forearms laced with scares and a chest that wears the pucker of a gunshot wound long since healed are uncovered. His back looks like someone ran it through a cheese grater but in fact it is the result of a savage horse whipping incident that he received for mortaring a convoy full of civilians. He impatiently waits for his call to go through as he looks across the room at his kill trophies displayed proudly along the wall. Pictures, dried human ears, and other memorabilia hang on the wally. While waiting he approaches the wall and feels a near sexual surge of excitement as he handles the machete given to him by his commander Mad Dog Bob Denard. He gives the machete a few swings and moves on to examine his other trophies. One particularly gruesome specimen is a picture of him juggling human heads and another picture is of him using human entrails as a makeshift tow rope for a stuck donkey cart. His time in the African Legion had taught him well and he wonders if these soldier boys have what it takes to teach him a new trick or two? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JerreyRough Posted May 28, 2009 Author Report Share Posted May 28, 2009 (edited) OOC: I'm allowing covert ops units into Diberia now; not with Aperture Science, but from any means you deem neccessary to enter Diberia; you can side with the Rebellion, Aperture Science, or strike out on your own, for whatever purpose you wish (such as finding survivors, taking a zombie, etc.). Just post it here. Can't be too big (max. ~30 men) for an ops mission remember. Note that you will be able to communicate/wont be able to send men or make information public from it untill a later point in time. You could post the information sooner, but it would wreck my RP plans and thus is not allowed. EDIT: This thread is still in use; once most, if not all, of the characters at in training, then we'll speed this RP a IC month (as if it was one IC month ago) so then the characters are done training and being shipped to the front lines. Here is the infomation on diberia's current state. Edited May 28, 2009 by JerreyRough Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Subtleknifewielder Posted May 28, 2009 Report Share Posted May 28, 2009 (edited) OOC: I'm allowing covert ops units into Diberia now; not with Aperture Science, but from any means you deem neccessary to enter Diberia; you can side with the Rebellion, Aperture Science, or strike out on your own, for whatever purpose you wish (such as finding survivors, taking a zombie, etc.). Just post it here. Can't be too big (max. ~30 men) for an ops mission remember. Note that you will be able to communicate/wont be able to send men or make information public from it untill a later point in time. You could post the information sooner, but it would wreck my RP plans and thus is not allowed. EDIT: This thread is still in use; once most, if not all, of the characters at in training, then we'll speed this RP a IC month (as if it was one IC month ago) so then the characters are done training and being shipped to the front lines. Here is the infomation on diberia's current state. OOC: Sounds good... I'll be participating on both sides, apparently. Edited May 28, 2009 by Subtleknifewielder Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JerreyRough Posted May 30, 2009 Author Report Share Posted May 30, 2009 OOC: Sorry guys, been busy in RL for the past day. Tomorrow I think I'll have the chance to RP again. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
freakwars Posted May 31, 2009 Report Share Posted May 31, 2009 A pair of Skywolf quads of fifteen men inserted into Diberia. They setup a base camp, digging into the hillside. Half of one quad went to seek out the Rebel forces. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JerreyRough Posted June 16, 2009 Author Report Share Posted June 16, 2009 (edited) A pair of Skywolf quads of fifteen men inserted into Diberia. They setup a base camp, digging into the hillside. Half of one quad went to seek out the Rebel forces. OOC: More RP please, i.e. actual location. EDIT: Sorry about the gravedig mods. Figured that since I will be continuing this thread, that its better to just use the same one instead of making a new one. I'll make a map soon; rebels are in the middle of Diberia, completly closed off from outside contact by a "SOS" ring (defense, zombie land, defense etc.) made by Aperture Science. Thus no one knows of the rebellion, nor' of the situation. Of course, a good RP of taking a recruiter hostage (PM please) will be sufficient. Forwarding up this RP to after a month. Sorry I did not reply to some of your RP's; post the aftermath of a month of very quick & hard training that gave them basic tactics, "abilities" (leadership, moved to sargent, etc.) and any friends they have made. Again, sorry I did not reply properly, and I shall try to do that later tonight (third last day of school, "yay" but aww). Edited June 16, 2009 by JerreyRough Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Subtleknifewielder Posted June 16, 2009 Report Share Posted June 16, 2009 The Harley Pole from a month ago would have barely recognized himself. he thought he'd been in good shape then--well, he was certainly in good shape now. He was able to carry pretty much the entire apparatus of a machine gun turret alone, for a mile (though admittedly not when it was assembled--they had to disassemble it and put it in his pack for that to work). He'd shown modest leadershop abilities, managing to obtain a rank of Sergeant in his time there. The one recruit who'd approached him before, Sean, had managed to befriend him, and had also made Sergeant. They were even in the same squad. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Firestorm Posted June 16, 2009 Report Share Posted June 16, 2009 Chargin' Charlie got tired of waiting for someone to answer his call after about a week or so. He has since moved on to take a position with the Somal Gambling Commission as a collections specialist. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
freakwars Posted June 16, 2009 Report Share Posted June 16, 2009 OOC: More RP please, i.e. actual location. OOC: Could you PM me a map? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JerreyRough Posted June 18, 2009 Author Report Share Posted June 18, 2009 (edited) OOC: EDIT: Crap. Wrong spot. Edited June 18, 2009 by JerreyRough Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
freakwars Posted June 18, 2009 Report Share Posted June 18, 2009 (edited) OOC: The purple X is the location that the two squads landed at. Edited June 18, 2009 by freakwars Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JerreyRough Posted June 18, 2009 Author Report Share Posted June 18, 2009 OOC:-SNIP- The purple X is the location that the two squads landed at. OOC: Reconized. For intents and purposes, this is now the OOC thread for the Diberian Wasteland thread. Ask any OOC questions here, and OOC tag's are no longer needed. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Subtleknifewielder Posted June 19, 2009 Report Share Posted June 19, 2009 OOC: Reconized. For intents and purposes, this is now the OOC thread for the Diberian Wasteland thread. Ask any OOC questions here, and OOC tag's are no longer needed. OOC: Confirmed. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
JerreyRough Posted June 21, 2009 Author Report Share Posted June 21, 2009 Sorry I havn't RP'ed anything in the last couple days. Been busy. I have a final exam on monday, then a diploma on tuesday, then I'll be done school for this year. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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