TaquitoGriffin

--WttF: Citadel-- The moon was rising and I was walking down the street kicking a can as I went along. I looked off into the distance and saw the light's flashing behind the wall. The war that took place right at our doorstep, yet why would we have to worry? My home, the Citadel, the impenetrable city. Never before has it been touched by war due to it's strong force of International troops and the defense within the city walls. I passed by a house where a party was taking place, the noise reaching the outside from within. I looked to my right and saw the immense planetary cannon on standby, never used for it has no purpose. I looked down a

I.M.C Report: #4023 -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Operation: Black Eagle -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Intel: A Rigid Back H.R. is located inside the House of Parliament of London, UK. It is believed he is there to capture a valuable politician. He is with an armed group of forty plus men. Currently they control the building and are sweeping it for their target. You will be deployed with  a squad from the S.A.S of the British armed forces. Your objective is simple, take the H.R alive and kill off his men. Then secur

IMP Log: Interrogation: Case #5067 Format: Audio to Text Users Involved: IMP Chief Harold F. Jackson IMP Officer Luke J. Larson Ex. Sgt. Jack D. Richard File begin... Chief Jackson: "So, here we are again, tenth time in one week. This is getting old Richard." Ex. Sgt. Richard: "Hey it's your fault that you keep calling me in here, I have already told you everything I know about the incident and that I am innocent." Chief Jackson: "Now now, I know your innocent Richard, for don;t you remember? Everyone here in Filler Prison is innocent." Ex. Sgt. Richard: -No Comment- . . . . . Chief Jackson: "No reply eh? That's what I thought. It's sa

"The Gryphon knights, once great, once many, now gone. Wiped out by hatred and war, they are no more. Now one more stands among us. One, and final warrior. He is hope and salvation, but he can also be the demise."-Scrolls of Legend

Jason looked to the skies of Mars, there was talk of a meteor shower that was going to happen that day and he didn't want to miss it. He looked back down and over at his daughter who was running around in front of his house. He smiled, for he knew he had made a good choice bringing her to the Martian colonies away from all the war on Earth. A truck rolled on by. Jason watched as it passed, noticing the Mars Government symbol on it. "Strange" he began, "Lately more and more Government vehicles have been coming through here. I wonder if a new research base i going to be set up, the people in this area do need jobs." Jason stood there thinking

Bolo slammed his hand down on the table. "I am tired of sitting around and doing nothing. We need to act soon or the Litch will take back all of the Reach." he said angrily. "Calm down my Hobbit friend, we will act soon enough, but until we can gather our strength we won;t stand a chance against his army of undead." Noah said to him. "Baxter is right Bolo, if we don't gather our strength, the Litch will strike us down where we stand." Rick said. "Rick, you are Lux, warrior of light! You are some mighty hero, can't you just walk in and use your godly powers to kill the bastard?" Bolo asked. "Bolo, as I have said before I have no "godly" p

 The Shangelie rangers ran down the street of the city. Shooting any and all civilians they saw. Banshees flew above them bombarding the streets with plasma bombs. The leader of the squad was shouting out orders in his native tongue. Before long a Pelican had flown over to their position. As the back doors opened the rear gunner loaded his gun. He began to open fire on the small squad. His bullets pinged off the ground and surrounding cars as on of the Rangers threw a plasma grenade at the gunner. It stuck right to his gun. He jumped back from the gun. "Oh shi-" he was cut off as the explosion threw the pelican off balance. The pilot strug