TrippyNightmare

~ Valkyria Chronicles: Squad 11 ~

Arturo woke up with a groggy sense of deja vu as he awoke in his bunk, it almost felt like he was at home waking up and seeing the daylight stream through the window. Realizing where he has changed his outlook as he got up out of the bunk bed, he was on the lower bunk - when he got up he saw the room was devoid of people. He slept in and no one had told him, he couldn't remember if he needed to do something or be somewhere but he did find himself dressing rather quickly. In a sleep state he marched onward to the washroom of the barracks, hot was a commodity he was able to tap into. Instead, a cold shower was what Arturo endured as the water washed the young soldier of sleep and perhaps sin.

Once finished, he began to fully dress and afterward he proceeded to the mess hall of the barracks. While it was empty, because of the time of day Arturo quickly scavenged some food. Stale bread and water would do as he nibbled down on the meager meal, passing soldiers spoke about a meeting that was called by the Lieutenant. Shit. Of course, he was going to miss that, getting up with what little bread he had left Arturo made his way to the workshop where the meeting was called but he had stumbled into something rather sinister as he arrived to the workshop.

An older male soldier was harassing a younger, rather smaller female soldier. While the conversation was a bit fuzzy the man followed her into the formation, Arturo quickly followed the man before he finished his rant by spitting at the woman's feet. Gritting his teeth, he tapped the man on the back of the soldier. As he turned, a fist came flying towards his face - stumbling him. "You like mistreating women, scum?" he growled as he moved forward. The two grappling with each other as they fought right outside the formation of militia members. Perhaps a sign of what's to come.

~ Valkyria Chronicles: Squad 11 ~

Sad to see you go.

Telecommunications

Ok get to me ASAP we are moving the rp along so you'll have to jump in.

@Monochromatic Rainbow

as for every other rper here...

I'll move us along monday :))

~ Valkyria Chronicles: Squad 11 ~

We could have a engineer npc.
His name will be otto demek :))

~ Valkyria Chronicles: Squad 11 ~

engie-shockers?

Telecommunications

@DeadDrop

I'm really tryin'

Been in a Texas sized funk

@Monochromatic Rainbow

How goes the sheet bro

Chaos Theory

everyone be like Z Z Z!

Falling Skies: Wavering Valor

"Check the thrusters."

The old commander commanded a young voice over the radio chirped back with a "yes sir". Tolliver had been monitoring the ship's systems for the longest time, at least that's what he could really do. Should a fight break out that would require the capital ship to engage in space combat. He was never one to endorse the peace talks unless it was the coalition surrendering it shouldn't really matter. If it was up to him he would have ended the Coalition fleet before them without a second thought. It wasn't though, and ending his career thus far it wouldn't benefit himself - nor make the Empire happy. The small office that Tolliver occupied was decorated sparsely, most likely because he liked it that way.

On his PDA the holographic files of various personnel appeared in front of him. The first one that came to his attention was Chloe O'Connor. A nobody from Ganymede, who happened to be a fresh pilot. Tolliver's face crinkled as he frowned as he read the dossier, he wasn't fond of FNGs especially ones as young as her. She would soon become a veteran unless she failed to keep her wits about her but to Tolliver new pilots were favored less than a hardcore veteran. The next dossier, Atalyah Mäkinen a decorated veteran and a family man. Despite his special forces record being, less forthcoming in the dossier his kills and record seemed clean enough. Tolliver made a mental note and moved the dossiers aside, while all pilots needed to be read over the team so far - especially the ISS were brow raising.

"Sir the thrusters are reporting normal." Came the same young voice as before, Tolliver turned his chair to face the small viewing window behind his desk. He looked out to the bright skies before him, the station in front of him and the free space seemed quiet. It would only be a matter of time before they would leave, hopefully. Diplomats and talks could be oh so boring for the average person, but for Tolliver, they were the ones that say kill or hold fire. Gripping onto his seat he leaned back, it's as if he could rest for once but rest only came for the dead and not for those living on borrowed time. Keying his headset to respond, he spoke with chapped lips.

"Check them again."

~ Valkyria Chronicles: Squad 11 ~

sometime this week dad

Telecommunications

@Perpenheimer also hi when yout cs is ready show me.