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Friend Of Foe?
Topic Started: Dec 26 2009, 04:34 PM (124 Views)
Aruamis Yualathir
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The Aquila Jumped out of hyperspace above the world of Thrace, the planet was not known to the occupant of the ship the only reason for coming to this world was quite literally, its stargate. Aruamis had been puzzling over how to further his goals for months, and had finally decided to find the nearest stargate in an attempt to splice it for information, and this was the world that had been chosen for him by the ships computer. He looked out from his visor as the ship began its decent to the planets surface, it was meant to be uninhabited according to the updated information he had recieved and thus he shouldnt find any resistance but he wanted to remain aware and so prepared to leave with the staff weapon he had acquired. The ship jerked as he felt it land, though the computer began to whine and he did not know why, he checked it only to find it saying something in Goa'uld, the computer took a moment to translate it but before long he realised it said that there where life forms on the world and energy readings. It seemed he was not alone.

As he roamed the wilderness, following his suits sensors searching for what ever it was the ship had picked up, he soon found a base of sorts, though he did not know what it was. He looked at it for a moment, it was not Goa'uld nor was it Ancient or even Asgard, it was different and so he decided to take a...closer look. He readied his staff weapon and walked purposefully through the open toward the base....
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.::Ship::.
The Aquila
-Jamming device (Capable of stopping heavy capital sensors) [1 hardpoint]
-Naquadah Generator [3 Hardpoint's]

.::Equipment::.
Equipment Details
-Genertically Grafted Armour
-Naquadah Energy Sword
-Goa'uld/Ancient Hybrid Shield
-Staff Weapon
-Spare Naquadah Generator

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Simon MacTavish
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It had been some time since he had been able to have a proper training session with his team. They had been transferred from Stargate Command to be put under the command of “Ghost”. Being former SAS, the training was rather demanding and sometimes they were out of contact for days on end. This was one thing that never bothered him. Being able to just disappear and enter the forest was a privilege that not many people had. “’Scarecrow’ come in!” The voice of Private Cook came into his ear piece. “Idiots!” His voice was rather hoarse and weak. It had been over nineteen hours since he had used it. “A told em no t use radeeos!” “Ghost” looked down the sight of the MK14 Sniper Rifle. So far he could see “Snap”, “Bullet” and “Phantom”. “Scarecrow” however was still not to be seen. Whether or not this was their plan, it was a reckless one. He activated his own radio before speaking. “R ye tryin t get yeselves killed!? Yur open targets! Move, move, move!” He looked back down his scope and looked as they all anxious and begun to move behind trees and looked down their sights more often.

It was then that he felt the barrel of a gun pushed against his head, that he smiled. It was clearly “Scarecrow”. It was pushed slightly harder into the back of his head. Even in his Ghille Suit, the young 2nd Lieutenant had managed to find him. “Well Lieutenant. T'appears yev gort me.” Again he felt the weapon pushed into his head. “Sorry bout thees laddy.” He’d managed to unclip a Flash Bang from his belt and quickly thrown it into the air. His face was forced into the dry grass with his eyes tightly closed, and his hand moved to cover his ears. The Flash Bang detonated and the familiar ringing sound drowned his ears. Even quicker, he stood up and hit “Scarecrow” in the face with the shoulder grip before making a run into the clearing. “Yev let yer Leader down team! Ave jus killed im!” A few minutes went buy and nothing else was said or heard. “Game ova lads. Lets call it in. Meet meh at checkpoint Alpha. “Ghost” out.”

Despite the whole thing had been a complete failure, “Ghost” continued to smile to himself. The team were already sitting at the checkpoint. A ridge looking out onto the surrounding area and the base. “Scarecrow” was covering his face with his right hand. “Sorry bout tha son. A know meh training is difrent, bu i find its so much betta. No masturbating fer ye tnight eh? If yer right handed enyway” The whole team laughed, including “Scarecrow” himself. Slowly everyone made their way back down the sloping hills towards the base and that’s when they saw it. A strange thing walking through the forest towards the base. It had weird armour, of which they had never experienced before. “Ghost” raised his right arm as soon as it came into view. “We need t be ready t'take this out if it is indeed howstile. “Scarecrow”, yer with me. “Snap”, goo find an elvated position and prpare t fire on meh mark.” Everyone took their positions. “Ghost” and Scarecrow took positions behind “Bullet” and “Phantoms” Riot Shield. With this they would have more cover.

“Alrigh ther laddy. Thats far enough for you!” The locked their weapons and checked ammunition. “Who are yeh and wha d’yeh want?”
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Simon "Ghost" MacTavish

“Trust know one but yourself. Have faith, but never trust.”

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.::Personal Information::.
Name : Simon MacTavish
Call Sign : "Ghost"
Age : 36
Gender : Male
Alliance : Earth, Tauri, United Kingdom
Race : Human
Rank : Lieutenant

.::Weapons::.
Remington ACR (Adaptive Combat Rifle) [x1]
--Picatanny Rail [x1]
--Heartbeat Sensor [x1]
--Holographic Weapons Sight [x1]
--Silencer [x1]
MK14 EBR Sniper Rifle (Mark 14 Enhanced Battle Rifle) [x1]
--Sniper Telescopic Scope (3x,4x,5x) [x1]
--Silencer [x1]
FN P-90 (Fabrique Nationale Project-90) [x1]
SPAS 12 Shotgun [x1]
G18 Machine Pistol (Glock 18) [x1]
Beretta m9 [x1]

.::Explosives / Grenades::.
Frag Grenade [x32] |
Flash Bang [x16] | (Only carry four of each at any one time)
Smoke Grenade [x16] |

.::Items::.
Heartbeat Sensor [x1]
SAS uniform [x4]
Ghillie Suit [x1]
Night Vision Goggles [x1]

.::Personell / Troops
SAS Strike Team [x1]
--Four members per team
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.::Team Alpha::.
2nd Lieutenant David "Scarecrow" Vasquez

M4A1 Carbine [x1]
--Foregrip [x1]
--ACOG Scope (4x) [x1]
M1014 Shotgun [x1]
--Red Dot Sight [x1]
G18 Machine Pistol (Glock 18) [x1]

Sergeant Mike "Snap" Church

MK14 EBR Sniper Rifle (Mark 14 Enhanced Battle Rifle) [x1]
--Sniper Telescopic Scope (3x,4x,5x) [x1]
--Thermal Scope (When Telescopic isn't in use) [x1]
--Silencer [x1]

Private Patrick "Phantom" Cook
MP5k Submachine Gun [x1]
--Silencer [x1]
--Red Dot Sight [x1]
Riot Shield [x1]
--Bullet Proof [x1]
--Shatter Resistant [x1]

Private Dillon "Bullet" Hardi
FN SCAR-H (Special Operations Combat Assault Rifle) [x1]
--Holographic Sight [x1]
--FN40GL Grenade Launcher [x1]
USP .45 Pistol (Universal Self-Loading Pistol) [x1]
--Silencer [x1]


.::Important Links::.
My Bio
Struggling to Survive
Friend or Foe
Rise of The Athena, and The New World

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