TrippyNightmare

Spearhead in the Gap; A WWIII war game (1985)

Good roll.

Spearhead in the Gap; A WWIII war game (1985)

USSR open for players?

Revolution

We'll never know.

𝔽𝕦𝕥𝕚𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕪: 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔾𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕖 - Cyberpunk Political Intrigue Roleplay

We should be on guild news for our ability to AFK and return to this RP without skipping a beat.

Shill us out mega gm.

Halo: Aegis Team

@krismer22

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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚜, 𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚁𝚘𝚢'𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙰 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖. 𝙸𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚏𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝙾 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝙿𝚃 𝚐𝚎𝚊𝚛. "𝚃𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑." 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜, 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍. 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚖. 𝚄𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚜.

𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚙, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚖, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚊 𝚜𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚄𝚁𝙵 - 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚝 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚊 𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜. 𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏, 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚊𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚕, 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚣𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚏𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚎𝚠, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐.

Hider

The two made their ways to their respective cabins, or rather officer quarters. Elna dropped Roy's stuff off at his quarters as she went to make her way to her own quarters. A few minutes later she was dressed down from her armor as she waited for Roy to show up out of his dress uniform. It took five minutes as the woman waited for the PO to come out, she was about to knock on his door but he finally came out dressed in his PT gear. "Took you long enough." She said rolling her eyes, looking unimpressed. Roy let out a small chuckle and two began to walk towards the war game deck or rather sim. Upon arriving they realized they were the only ones there, it appeared that the rest of the team went to eat. Their loss.

After a few minutes of prep, they booted up the sim, and a few moments later they were in a thick of it. They had booted up a scenario that put them up against the URF - specifically in a covert role as the two set off to sabotage a variety of objectives. Elna kept close as for once the poor agent had to carry a lot of gear himself, in laymens terms it was the demolition gear. They headed up a steep hill, covered in snow as they moved under the cover of the blizzard that engulfed them. For Elna this was nothing new, but she had to condition the spook to some of the work they may be doing.

The Night Shift - Gas Station Horror Simulator (OPEN)

Self-corpsed.

Revolution

So is there any lore behind it.

Where have Original RPs gone!? [Death of Originality]

The kino necropost.

Halo: Aegis Team

@krismer22

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𝙻𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚒𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕-𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝙲𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚁𝚎𝚖𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚄𝚁𝙵 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚎𝚡-𝙾𝙳𝚂𝚃 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚄𝚁𝙵, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙. 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜. 𝙾𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚑𝚎'𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚞𝚙 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚛𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚢, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 - 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍. 𝙾𝙽𝙸 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙, 𝚋𝚛𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚄𝚁𝙵 𝚜𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗.

𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚊 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢, 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚢𝚊𝚕 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚜. 𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚄𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚘𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗 𝚄𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚘𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗. 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚟𝚒𝚣𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 "𝚔𝚊𝚢" 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔. 𝙷𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙰𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚎𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚘 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚍. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚛.

𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎, 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙰𝚟𝚒𝚣𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗. 𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚜𝚎, 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝙰𝚟𝚒𝚣𝚊 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚁𝚘𝚢, 𝚘𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝. 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚆𝚊𝚛 𝙶𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚖 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍.

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Listening to the briefing Roy kept quiet and took notes where applicable, it really just seemed to be a well-organized Covenant Remnants group that was interesting was the URF presence. Perhaps they were being advised by ex-ODST turned URF, it wasn't common but it wasn't out of the picture either. Though he didn't ask any questions he let the Spartans ask their questions like who was going to lead, and about the flood, all seemed rhetorical in the grand scheme of the whole structure of the group. He was wondering when someone was going to ask a decent question, in the end no one seemed to in his eyes. Once he formulated his own questions he'd pass them up but it all seemed so rudimentary, you coulden't really ask questions when there were obviously no answers - except for the basic or stupid. ONI basically knew squat about the whole situation, just some big fuck off ship, brutes and the URF sprinkled in between.

Elna kept a eye on the room as she scanned it constantly, seeing if the frames would crack around the swords or the loyal Spartans. In the end nothing happened besides the Unggoy being an Unggoy and breaking the chair it was sitting in. Command announced that Aviza would be the team leader, she gave a look to Roy like a "kay" look. He coulden't see beneath her helmet or visor and shrugged back before she lulled her head back to view the speech of it's ever most importance. The AI had to do a whole speech about who was really in charge like there was some bureaucratic issue like the Swords would go crazy or the Spartans would try to take command. It was redundant but she had seen it a million times in her career.

After being dismissed the two got up and began to leave, Roy noted that Aviza wanted to talk to the Captain but didn't press it further as he made his way to the pelican. Elna followed in suit bucking all their shit on her back as she made her way to the bird as well. The ride was bumpy but she had worse, once the Pelican landed the two looked around as they went to make their way to their quarters. Elna ignored Aviza as she followed Roy, obviously to go and drop off their shit first. Roy began to walk away from the group heading for his quarters, the two would later reconvene in the War Game sim room to participate in whatever training or session would be provided.

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𝙵𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝, 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚞𝚗𝚜. 𝙸𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚜, 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚊 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚐 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗'𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚞𝚗𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙱𝚁, 𝚒𝚏 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 - 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖. 𝚁𝚘𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙, 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝. 𝙱𝚁 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚕𝚎.

𝙴𝚕𝚗𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗, 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚜 (𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚍) 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚎𝚜. 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛-𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚎𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚐𝚘𝚢. 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚣𝚎𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚐𝚜, 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍. 𝙼𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎, 𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚝, 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚜. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚌𝚢 𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝙾𝙽𝙸 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚏𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚁𝚢𝚔𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚁𝚎𝚡'𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎. 𝙱𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚢 𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚘𝚗.