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So how many people are going to or are in the bar stuff? I may or may not choose to go there as well depending on the circumstances
The cargo plane's engines roared as it flew towards its destination. Its ramp was lowered. Several soldiers with heavy weaponry stood nearby, although not too close to the gaping hole, careful not to fall into it. Jord, however, stood there without a care in the world. His heavy power armour was too heavy to get dragged by wind gusts, and the fact he was partially holding on to a wall helped as well. He checked his equipment, making sure the two parachutes attached to his shoulders were secure and his weapons were all attached properly to his back. He didn't really think the parachutes were necessary as he trusted in the strength of his armour, but was rather safe than sorry.

"ETA to LZ: two minutes." Announced the plane's pilot. Jord took his BFG and shot a few rounds into the sky, checking to see if the weapon still worked. He was satisfied with the result, and after waiting two minutes he stepped back, ran for the ramp and jumped out the plane without saying another word to the people inside.

"Remind me, what was my mission again?" Jord said, talking to the communication device that they had placed in his helmet prior to the mission as he was quickly falling to the ground.

"You have to take out most of the base's defenses and soldiers inside. Then we will take it over from you. Please don't try to blow up anything else, we want the infrastructure in top condition." Replied the contact for the group he was working for at the moment.

"Understood," Jord replied. "But I can't guarantee I won't blow anything up."

Blowing stuff up is kind of my thing these days He thought. It was not far from the truth. Ever since he had received his power armour and weapons from wherever he got it, he had been working as a mercenary for various organizations around the globe. It gave him a massive headache whenever he tried to remember stuff from that time, and he couldn't remember anything anyway, but he still kept trying. It wasn't in his nature to just give up. For this particular mission he had been hired by some global military organization. He couldn't really remember the exact details, but he was getting paid so it was okay.

Jord's thought process was abruptly stopped when someone yelled at him over the radio, telling him to open his parachute. He swiftly did, and he slowly glided towards the base. Several anti-air cannons had spotted him and turned towards him, but they were too late as he destroyed them with a few salvos from his BFG. As soon as he hovered a few meters above the ground he cut the parachutes, falling the rest of the way. As soon as he touched the ground however, dozens of soldiers poured out from the base's buildings. Jord just grinned as he saw them approach.

The resulting fight was glorious. Jord cut down enemies left and right using his sword as they approached him. Fuel tanks blew up as he shot them, taking out many of the soldiers. Gun emplacements were destroyed to pave the way for the rest of the paratroopers. As soon as the rest of the agents or whatever they were had arrived from the plane, Jord used the Bulwark to shield them, taking the brunt of the heavy fire. When the battle was over, he checked his injuries. He had taken some damage, but ignored it and refused medical aid.

He got another comms message from his contact. "There is something going on in New York. We might bring you there depending on the situation. Please stand by."
Clean slate

The livestock and animal section of the Ark smelled like shit. Literally. Walter Neumann had considered asking someone to get him a gas mask from the Vanguard's equipment storage, because these working conditions wouldn't be approved by any government agency before the world wars. Walter used to be a farmer, so he, along with a few others, had been assigned to taking care of the animals of the fleet. In an odd twist of fate, it turned out he'd been doing the same thing he was doing before they destroyed the world. Sadly for him, his job mostly required him to transport the animal biowaste to the Neptune during one of the rare fleet refuel days, where it would be turned into the biofuel that all of the Crusade ships so desperately needed. He petted a small Labrador pup before turning to and looking out the nearby window, where he saw the Neptune already getting closer. He didn't really like his impending task, but it was a necessity for the rest of the fleet. He walked towards the elevator, mentally preparing for his task, when the speakers on all of the ships crackled.

Everyone on the ships stopped working for a moment as old TSUK propaganda music could be heard moments before the Khan, the leader of both the Naukan Crusade and the Trans-Steppe United Khanate started speaking. "Greetings citizens of the TSUK and colonists of the UNE. You have managed to surpass my expectations once again. Not only have you persevered the harsh steppes and wastelands of our home, but you have also worked tirelessly to build these ships. Then you agreed to live here for a long time until we can start making the colony, all for the future of humanity. I am proud to announce to you that your tireless labor has bore fruit. At the moment, the gate is just beyond the horizon. I recommend you all take a break from working until we've passed through so you can celebrate." Walter was delighted. No more shit-shoveling today!

He quickly went to the nearest dining hall, where he saw everyone was celebrating. The ships had been refueled, and were slowly making their way towards the gate. The three helicopters were flying next to eachother as fireworks were launched from all of the ships.

The people in the bridge, including the Khan, his advisors and commanders, as well as the Pioneer's captain were all celebrating this victory as the fleet slowly moved to join all of the other ships near the gate


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@jorcoolI mean...isn't all FANdom RP fan-fiction in some way?


Yes, but not weird romance fan fiction unless you choose to add that
Also, I was having a friend of mine go over the OOC form (that I have finished and will be posting soon after I edit some minor things) and she suggested that we don't have our OC's romance certain MCU characters like Bucky and Loki since that has been done a lot and can get quite "cliche". I agree with her on that but I want to see what you all think of it. Would everyone be all right with certain MCU characters being off-limits?


Yes, it'd be bad to have this turn into some wierd fanfiction

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How about the very beginning? Phase 1?

I don't have a preference for any particular phase, but the others should probably tell what they want as well
Also note that 'how you survived' is really only for the human nations that come from earth actually affected by WWIII and WWIV, not for the fantasy nations on the new continent
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