RP Thread Story

I walk in and put on my robe and wizard hat.

*looks at chris and gives an aggressive look*



I am more than prepared to make this work human.
But are you?



*walks past chris, glances at radar and leans against the wall*

The three exit the mine, "Radio's working." Jill says.

"Not like i would expect someone like you to act gentlemanly."
Chris jogs to catch up with Jill.

*lets out an aggressive snort, looks at the lab behind him,  then follows*

Tactical nuke incoming

Tactical nuke incoming

Stop being such a baby.

Tactical nuke incoming

Stop being such a baby.

what

Just trying to have fun while I drink

(I'll read up on the thread now and finally join in.)

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Ingy stepped out of the helicopter into the freezing cold of the blizzard, his trench coat flapping against the wind. He used his hand to secure his well worn leather hat to his head. He watched the helicopter fly away before turning towards the concrete structure in the snow.

"Why am I always getting hired by the wackos?" he sighed as he moved toward the structure in long strides.

Ingy had the appearance of an old man. He was calm, still, and very fluid in his motions. His face was rough and riddled with the marks that the past left on him. He was tall and not too bulky but he could perform the best in any situations. Maybe that was why he kept getting the weird jobs.

He was now in front of the solid concrete building. It contained no markings and blended in well with its surroundings. Ingy hit different parts of the concrete with his fist and stepped back. After a few moments, the doors opened and he entered. He stood in an elevator and presses the one button on the wall. He began moving down, further down, and further down...

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"Would you like a coffee?" asked an automated female voice

"No thanks, Scarlett"

No cup of steaming hot coffee awaited Ingy anyways as he approached his desk. He smiled. A rare action for his facial muscles to perform.

"You know me best, Scar."

"Of course I do. You made me."

After gaining fame in the underground contracting business, Ingy gained enough money to make what he considered the closest thing to home he ever had. A large underground bunker located in the middle of nowhere, Antarctica. He looked at the vast arsenals of weapons, vehicles, and top of the line technology that filled his bunker with pride. Ingy put it all there himself. No one knew where he was. Even the helicopter that flew him there was automated, manned by Scarlett, his AI assistant. It costed him millions of dollars but he was practically pissing money with the jobs he undertook. He wanted something more.

The truth.

His past was shrouded in mystery and he needed to find out what was there. This new job provided that opportunity. Ingy was reluctant to believe his employer but she had such a way with words and he thought to himself, why not? He wasn't getting anywhere by himself. He pondered what gear would be best for the job as he stared at pictures and biographies on the big screen.

"Damn, whoever she is, she has extensive information on these guys. Well Scar, who should we go after first? We got a bunch of fuckfaces including BSAA agents, mobsters from Nevada, a goddamn alien?. Well, this is going to be fun."

Character Name: Amanda Ripley

Alignment: Good

Partner: N/A

Bio: Amanda "Amy" Ripley-McClaren (born Amanda Ripley) was the daughter of Ellen Ripley. In 2137, when the black box flight recorder from the USCSS Nostromo was recovered and taken to Sevastopol Station, she travelled to Sevastopol in the hopes of finding out what happened to her mother when the Nostromo disappeared fifteen years previously. She was subsequently involved in the Xenomorph incident that destroyed the station.

Ripley was apparently the only survivor of the Sevastopol incident.

Amanda is an expert in engineering and learning how to properly use weapons

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"Holy shit its an alien!" The chopper pilot said as Jill, Chris and the alien got inside the helicopter. "Get us in the air, pilot." Jill ordered.

"Aye, ma'am." The pilot acknowledged, the chopper lifted off. "Let's start with some introductions...my name is Jill Valentine and this is my partner Chris Redfield, we are from the BSAA, the Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance, an international agency made to combat terrorism of the biological caliber around the world. Now, your turn."

*checks gear during the introductions, tampers with Active Camouflage and checks Transponder's signal strength*

I am Rtas 'Vadum.

Shipmaster of the "Shadow of Intent". A Covenant Assault Carrier in the Fleet of Particular Justice.
That's the one orbiting your planet right now, but you probably knew about that already.

"Jill" is it? Where exactly are we going?

"Wait...there's a alien naval fleet orbiting Earth right now?" She turned to look at her partner, their faces just said worry. "I just hope that the world's military aren't going crazy."

"Anyway, we are heading towards a nearby BSAA base, in Anchorage. There we can link with our director."

"So we're supposed to just let this thing into our base after he crashes to Earth and mysteriously is our friend even while there is a fleet hanging above us?"

"So we're supposed to just let this thing into our base after he crashes to Earth and mysteriously is our friend even while there is a fleet hanging above us?"

"What do you want me to do? There's an alien fleet...his alien fleet, hanging out above us."

Am I dead yet?

*looks at chris sternly*


I don't think you really have a choice. I know the technology, I know the threat.
And as your companion saw, I can put them down easy.


*taps on energy sword hilt*



As for my Fleet? Well if you can fix my transponder I can contact them. We'll collect the forerunner artifact we found on your planet, and we'll leave. Simple.

"Forerunner? Artifact? What?"

"Forerunner? Artifact? What?"

That's why we came here. We have been seeking these ancient relics all across this system.
The covenant Leadership has tasked us with locating and retrieving these artifacts.

As to what it actually does, or what purpose it serves......even I don't know.
It's for the Hierarchs' eyes only.

Perhaps I can get a few answers from my fleet when I make contact with them again.

"We really should consider getting that to the tech dept. then."

The helicopter arrives to the BSAA base in Anchorage, Alaska. Military police approaches to inspect the chopper when they see the alien, they quickly draw their guns. "Stop! He's with us." Jill told them.

"You realize they are seeing an alien right?"
Chris walks to the alien and puts handcuffs on him.
"It's for your own good."

Very well then. Let your people feel safe.


*gets up and stops at the edge of the chopper, turns to Chris*


I don't trust you human, nor your companion. But she seems rather.......unphased by my presence here.
I will respect your wishes for security purposes, but a betrayal will not be taken kindly.



*follows escort *

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....

Wait, is there still a slot left or has the OP just not been updated?

Wait, is there still a slot left or has the OP just not been updated?

We'll update the OP soon.
You can join.

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