12
Jun/2008

by Banzai

Chapter 12:  Everlasting Regret  (OOC:  Dominique picked a different movie title for the Journal entry On Deadly Ground, but I think this title is better fitting for her mood.  Anyways on with the entry…)  Then things truly went how you say…’south.’  They showed up right on the over the fight.  Three armed lobsters and three crabs each came from both sides.  Immediately three of the army were wiped out in a hail of energy blasts.  The Marine... Read More

05
Jun/2008

by Banzai

Chapter 11:  Under Siege  Over the next week, the Marine spent time training the Doctor, the Comrade, and I how to use the Cyclones.  The Doctor kept marveling how she felt like one of those super heros in the comic books.  Definitely, a Cyclone pilot held many of the same properties. 

A Cyclone enhanced your strength, enabled even a weakling like myself to lift objects with the greatest of ease.  One could hop great distances with a slight kick of the Cyc... Read More

29
May/2008

by Banzai

Chapter 10:  Catch Me If You Can With the incident with the GMP behind us, we went to some nearby docks to see if we could find some ships somewhere that would be able to transport the Pride of Russia.  It took us along while for us to find something that would fit the bill, but eventually we came across a ferry that would be just capable of taking the Pride of Russia to Africa.  We were figuring out how we can take over the ship when the Doctor raised a good point. ... Read More

21
May/2008

by Banzai

Chapter 9:  Never a Dull Moment
After a quick nap, everybody gathered in my room.  The Comrade mentioned that it would take a month to get the Pride of Russia fully operational.  This left us a month to figure out how we can to get across the Mediterranean to get to Africa and hook up with any remaining UEG personnel at Fort Hope. The Pride of Russia would need a sea-worthy vessel large enough to carry it across the Mediterranean.  So we decided since we had a month, we wo... Read More

09
May/2008

by Banzai

Chapter 8:  A Bout De Souffle

As we came back down the Alps, we pondered our next move.  The Comrade really wanted the opportunity to repair the Pride of Russia.  In fact we had acquired a great deal of mecha that had been banged up.  The Marine’s cyclone was still pretty beat up and we acquired a scout Cyclone, which the Marine called a ‘Ferret’ that was also beat up.  So really needed a place we could stay a while and get the opportunity to work on our mac... Read More