When he opens his eyes the sun is shining. He raises his hand to look at his watch to see what time it is, but his watch is gone along with his entire pilot suit. In fact, he wasn't wearing anything at all. That's when he remembered what happened; the aliens, the dogfight and then landing in this volcano. Although it didn't look like a volcano anymore. It was completely covered in obsidian now, almost as if the lava had instantly cooled mid-eruption. There were stalagmites of the obsidian everywhere.

"What the hell happened here?" He thought to himself.

He felt energized too, like he had just woke up from a perfect sleep. He got up and started walking around to see if he could climb his way out of here somehow. Although if he could find a way, which was unlikely, then he had no idea what he would do next to get off the island. There was a steep incline ahead of him that looked like it was scalable, but it wouldn't be easy.

He had walked maybe 50 yards ahead when he heard something to his left. He looked but couldn't see anything. Then suddenly a blue orb of light had appeared out of thin air and landed on his chest. It stuck there, then beeped and started to burn brighter very quickly....

That feel when you're Pro.

He opened his eyes. It was extremely bright. He didn't know what was going on. Was he dead? He could feel nothing and everything at the same time. It was a very confusing sensation. He raised his arms in front of him but he couldn't see them due to the lingering brightness. He felt like he was floating, but the air seemed very thick. He could hardly move. At this point he didn't know if it was heaven or hell. His body started to tingle, then he started feeling an unknown pain he had never felt before. He was burning, for the first time in his life he could feel the heat. It was excruciating. He screamed in pain. But he couldn't hear his own voice. He was sure this was the end. Darkness swept over him. 

Quote from: Blazed Iron on January 15, 2015, 04:07:28 PM

I know what it is hahaha. 

You are like the worst secret keeper in the universe...

Don't tell anyone, nigger.

I can assure you, i didn't reveal any details whatsoever. Nigger.

Quote from: Blazed Iron on January 15, 2015, 06:13:49 AM

Quote from: Camnator on January 15, 2015, 05:28:34 AM

Sounds like any time Mad Max makes a thread.

Sounds like anytime you post...

I actually have character.

Lolno

Quote from: Nagato on January 15, 2015, 04:11:48 AM

You've made three of the same thread in 24 hours, for no purpose.

Mods, is this spam?

It's for Kiyo and Nuka right now. But at least you're posting to topic. Carry on.

Why not just bump the old threads?

You guys are looking at this all wrong. Kupo knows that Godzilla is a trans.

Deacon's story Part 2:

"Dragon-1 to Command, do you read me?" He said, trying to stay calm as the three approaching aircraft neared him.

But again, there was nothing coming from the other end of the radio. He figured the massive ship was somehow jamming his comms, or the volcano eruption had caused some sort of interference. He didn't change course, as he was still heading south and the aircraft were on his right side still advancing. He decided to continue heading at the same speed, but he was careful not to make any sudden movements to be cautious. It was risky, but he didn't want to appear hostile.

They were about half of a mile apart now, if anything was going to happen then it was going to be now. Right on queue, streaks of blue started coming from the aircraft. Without hesitation, he hit the throttle and started to climb. His patrol had just turned into a dogfight, and the aliens had just committed an act of war. They were still trying to intercept him, but they certainly weren't gaining on him. He pulled back on the stick and started to do a dive straight towards them. They started firing at him again, but they were lousy shots, and he was moving too fast for them. He passed between them and pulled up to level out. He looked back and realized he had the advantage, despite there being 3 of them, these things were slow, really slow. And he wasn't even half throttle. After putting some distance between himself and the aircraft he made a 180 degree turn towards them.

His Raptor was carrying a full payload of 6 AIM- 120C air to air missiles. He switched over to his guidance system, and almost immediately achieved radar lock on one of the targets. He fired and after a mere second the missile had hit it's target. It exploded into a purple fireball, and the other two aircraft began firing towards me, but there shots were all over the place. They were panicking now, because they knew they were outmatched. He dropped below them as they passed. Repeating the same maneuver he did earlier, he was again flying straight at them. Locking onto another of the targets, he fired another radar locked missile. The aircraft tried to avoid it, but it was just way too slow. One more to go now, he decided to finish the fight then and there and started firing his guns since he didn't have enough time for another missile. It didn't take but a quick squeeze of the trigger and the target was down.

He started to pull up but that's when he realized one of the blue streaks had actually hit him and he started to stall. Slowly, his jet started to lurch forward and go into an uncontrollable dive. He was high enough in the air that he had maybe forty seconds of freefall before he hit the water, or so he thought. Instead of water, he was heading straight for the still erupting volcano. If he could start one of the engines, then he had a chance to save it. But it wasn't budging, whatever had hit him had done significant damage to the whole system. He was out of time, it was time to eject.

He pulled the latch in between his legs and shot from the cockpit. Still falling towards the volcano, he had to pull his chute immediately. But of course, it didn't open. He was in a deep panic now, and only about 2000 feet from the volcano. It still wasn't opening no matter how many times he yanked on the release handle. 1000 feet now and the volcano was approaching fast, his last option was the reserve chute. He pulled the reserve handle and it started to open, fortunately. Now only one more problem, he didn't have enough time to steer clear of the volcano. Death seemed all too real now...

Quote from: Rocketman287 on January 12, 2015, 04:16:43 PM

I'll let somebody else lock this one, since OP disapproves of me locking his previous thread.
PSU if you think my actions were misplaced, PM Cheat or a Ninja and explain what happened.

No thanks bro.

What are you, 12? Get over it.

Deacon's story:

Hickam Air Force Base, more commonly known as Pearl Harbor, had been on high alert ever since the aliens had contacted earth. For now, they were to stay out of our atmosphere completely pending further contact. All military operations had increased tenfold. There wasn't a time when at least one aircraft was on patrol. This was a new level of paranoia, even for the military. It was approaching twilight when Deacon's patrol had started. He was to maintain a wide perimeter around Hawaii for three hours at 20,000 feet. His F-22 Raptor could stay in the air for three and a half hours when fuel consumption was within normal limits. Only an hour had passed since takeoff and he was approaching the northwest checkpoint, which was around 300 miles off the shore of Niihau. That's when his radar had detected an anomaly 235 miles north.

"Dragon-1 to command, over," He says over the radio.

"Go for command," The tower replies immediately.

"I've picked up a radar disturbance 380 klicks north of my current heading, permission to investigate? Over." He says.

"Affirmative, Dragon-1. Increase speed to 850 mph and descend to 10,000 feet deviating north, over." Command ordered.

"Roger that, descending to 10,000 feet and changing course north at 850 mph, out." He said.

It only took him 15 minutes to reach his destination. There was nothing in sight besides a tall, uninhabited island no wider than 3 miles. Whatever was on his radar had simply disappeared, which was very strange. He proceeded a few miles farther north and turned back about to radio over to command.

"Dragon-1 to command, there's nothing here, must've been a glitch on the radar. Over." He said.

"Copy that Dragon-1, return to your patrol. Over." They replied.

He was about to pass over the island, and that's when the island erupted. It was a huge explosion, but that wasn't what worried him. His radar started lighting up with 3 small blips, and 1 much larger blip next to them. He looked up and saw 3 oddly shaped purple aircraft heading his way. But more importantly, a massive ship behind them was appearing out of thin air. His first response was notifying command.

"Dragon-1 to command, I have radar contact and 3 unknown bogeys heading my direction, awaiting orders. Over." He said nervously.

This time, all he heard was silence.

Quote from: Blazed Iron on January 11, 2015, 04:22:57 PM

Quote from: Ἀπόλλων on January 11, 2015, 04:21:51 PM

Climate Change*

Only idiots use the term global warming.

Winter*

Only faggots use the term climate change.

Then why are you not using it?

Do the math, genius. 

I'm not the greatest league of legends player by any means or else i would stream. I don't play as much as I would like though.

When I was setting up the Staff Hat field for the forum, I just didn't feel like adding two "Pro" items. You're back to pink, fgt; deal with it.

Oh I'll deal with it, for now. But you better fix it soon or I'll cut you.

The pink color is automatically awarded to the gayest user on the site. Congratulations!

Then why isn't Icy pink?

Character Name: Deacon Conley

Alignment: Neutral Good

Bio: Born with a special ability that allows him to be unaffected by any given amount of heat. He joined the military at the age of 19 where he has become an exceptional fighter pilot, to which he is still serving this day. He is also skilled in the arts of Archery.

EDIT: FFS why are Tblocks and I so alike? I didn't read his bio before i made mine, i swear. Creepy.