Chronicles of Auraxis (Please Add-on)

[Jabberwocky]

So that explains it! I couldn't understand what possible problem the story could have had. You had me scratching my head on that one N00b! Oh well, yeah either one of the suggestions Searo made could fix us up good, I guess you get the fun job of sorting us out with the next post, TheN00b. Good writing so far, I'm enjoying this.

Edit: Ok let me get one thing straight though....
TheN00b is defending the base isn't he? I thought I got that right at least. He made a couple references to base walls and defending in his posts.

[TheN00b]

Quote-TheN00b

"Xeno grinned. Or at least as close as he could come to it: the new facial implants made most expressions impossible. But he could stand it, if it meant that he could take a head shot from a sniper rifle and live. Word had just come along that the Smurfs were coming, and Xeno didn't want to miss the fun. Like many of the soldiers defending Hossin, he had been artificially grown, raised, and taught for the sole purpose of battle. His fanatical hatred of the enemies of The People was unmatched, and he had no fear for himself whatsoever. He looked around the walls: Everywhere around him, his fellows were preparing for battle. Most of them were wearing heavy armor with standard sniper loadout, but a large group of them were MAXes as well. The soldiers around him hefted their weapons, and their expressionlessness was no barrier to the shared ferocity in their minds. There were Smurfs to kill."

If you'll look at the above, you'll see that I did make references to both Vanu (The first big sentence), and defending. But no matter. As of now, Xeno is Terran, and a joint VS/NC force is attacking the TR base.

[Jabberwocky]

Ok. That will work.

[TheN00b]

Xeno hefted his gun, in his case a Cycler, along with the four others under his command. There had been five, but Juno had a smoking hole in his chest, probably courtesy of the Smurf squad around the corner. "OK," Xeno said, "I want Jason to pump a full salvo of plasma's around the corner, then we move in. Got it?" They all nodded. "Then go," He said, and Sgt. Withers began pumping energy 'nades out the end of his Thumper Grenade launcher. When set to their three-second bounce mode, they created the perfect cover for an assault, and this was no exception. Screams and other, ripping sounds came from around the corner in a ghastly cacophony of death, and Xeno grinned. "Charge!" He screamed, and the squad hurtled around the corner, guns blazing. *Be afraid, be very afraid*

[Jabberwocky]

The Vanu forces descended upon the base like a flood. Magriders poured in from every opening, MAXes breached the walls from every side, and reavers descended from the sky like lightning. But for all their numbers, the Vanu were outmached in the ferocity and fervor of the TR troops.

Terran Dual Cycler, Pounder, and Burster MAXes took position on the battlements of the base, unleahing sheets of bullets and bombs into the purple mass. Then, a wave of crimson aircraft arose from the corners of the battlefield and mixed with the Vanu mosquitoes, reavers, and liberators in a blizzard like flurry. Scraps of scorched metal fell from the sky in a rain of fire that saturated the base. The swarm of aircraft seemed to move in unison: diving here, climbing there; advancing this way, retreating that; but always dropping a portion of their number to the ground in a continuous
amount.

The TR MAXes and infantry that were foolish enough to attack on ground level were soon layed low (thanks in part to the driving skills of Zek, who was positive that his Magrider would make an ideal bowling ball). Those who stayed on top the walls and battlements of the base faired a better chance of survival, but were subject to the mercy of the Vanu MAXes that were fortified on the roof above, as well as Spike's crackshot accuracy at the guns of the Magrider's particle beam cannon.

The backdoors of the base opened in a matter of seconds; a team of infiltrators moved through the hallways, AMPs and Jammer grenades in-hand, as quietly as shadows. They decended down the ramp a few at a time slowly making their way to the subbasement. When they got to the bottom level and opened the door, their worst fear was realized: two TR pounder maxes stood anchored in the corner with darklight implants activated. The infiltrators traded volleys of Jammer grenades with volleys of pounder shells. Not a fair deal by any means. Those who were still alive, surged into the building through the crossfire to hide in the corners and lay low while the MAXes chased after them. A young infiltrator code-named �Casper� was able to escape into the barracks room filled with medical terminals and lockers that was hardly ever used. He was able to hide there in silence for quite a while, waiting for the perfect opportunity to place his pack of boomers on the enemy generator.

[TheN00b]

Searo, please post! I cant kill your men without you reply first!

[Searo]

Sorry, been busy!

"Zet, Rik, you guys check out the gen, I'm going to head over to the tubes, maybe I can take 'em down," Jyte commanded.

The three split up, and exited the small room quickly.

BOOM!

Zetro and Rik whirled around, aiming their weapons at the closed door they had just came through. The explosions echoed from the room they had just vacated. Cycler fire deafened them temporarily as hundreds of rounds ricocheted around the room next door.

Then it was silent.

"Jyte, heads up," said Rik, worriedly. The tubes were the first place to check.

The door opened.

"Zet, what the hell are you-" asked Rik angrily.

Zetro began firing his pistol at a blur. He tracked it across the room, and then began dodging laser blasts from the infiltrator's beamer.

"Wasn't me! Infil!" yelled Zetro. A crimson stain appeared on the wall, and then an infiltrator slumped over. They glanced at his body briefly, and then took up defensive positions along the wall.

"TR will be here in a few seconds..." warned Rik. They heard the heavy footstep of a MAX outside. It was coming closer. The quiet tramp of infantry accompanied it.

"Jyte, backup," said Rik.
"Almost there," replied Jyte calmly, as though half a squad of Terran with MAX support wasn't right on top of them.

Zetro was shaking like a leaf.

Rik has that big-ass shotgun, I have this tiny-ass pistol... Zetro thought.

BOOM!

Shit! Jyte!

Rik and Zetro dashed out the door, expecting to see Jyte lying in a crater with a Pounder lobbing grenades everywhere.

Instead, the Pounder was in a crater, and Jyte was gunning down Terran with his Gauss.

Zetro and Rik began firing at the remaining three Terran in the room. One Terran, clearly an officer, was blasting away at Jyte with a Cycler. Zetro began to fire wildly at him with his pistol. A few rounds landed, but only warned the officer that more NewCons were in the room.

PHWOOMP! Rik tackled Zetro, and then the plasma grenade went off. The superheated plasma landed on Zetro anyway, and quickly destroyed the last of his armor. He was in agony, it burned all over his body.

Rik stood back up with plasma glowing all around him, yelling at the top of his lungs, and began unloading his Jackhammer into the Terrans. It was the most horrific sight Zetro had ever seen, Rik's face was burning away from the Plasma, yet he continued to blast the Terrans.

Jyte also unloaded into them, and Zetro noticed his leg, seemingly fused into the floor from a plasma hit. He quickly looked away, and sighed at his empty pistol in disgust.

Rik began to topple, the Jackhammer smoking and spent shells all around him. Zetro caught him and laid him down softly, and then Rik was gone, his body turned back into nanites and reconstructed at the sanct. Although he had no idea how to use it, Zet picked up his Jackhammer and fumbled a few more shells into it.

Only the Terran officer remained, hit in the arm, bleeding heavily. His eyes blazed with hatred as they bored into Zetro, and they stood out in his pale face. He began to draw his pistol with weak hands.

Zetro aimed the mammoth gun, and hit him in the head with a shell. The officer fell quickly.

"C'mon Jyte, we need to take down the tubes," Zetro said quietly.

Jyte looked at his leg and grimaced, "Can't move, kid. I'm outta med supplies too. Anyways, tubes are down, I took care of them with my decimator."

Zetro pumped his shotgun, and then waited. Jyte nodded at him, "I'll stay here, go hack this place. We can win yet... The armor column should be here soon."

Pulsar fire sounded in the distance, as if trying to contradict his words.

"Go," Jyte said, "Hit and run, you can take the damn barneys."

Zetro nodded, and ran off towards the gunfire. Jyte was quiet, and then jammed another clip into his Gauss. The gunfire was coming nearer to him, and he knew he would have to fight soon.

We can take the damn barneys.... he thought, and then the door burst open.

[VashTheStamped]

nice searo!

[Jabberwocky]

Hot damn, I love the way you write searo.

[TheN00b]

Xeno, his face red with fury, poured so many bullets into the NewCon that he himself was blasted back several feet. He panted slightly, trying to get a control on his anger, and leered down at the shredded corpse. "Bon jour, ma petite," he said, and laughed as his squad filed in behind him.

[starrider]

FUCK, my long and detailed bug mpost LEFT. ow i have to retype.
dont mess with me now
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ALpha was a bug. A fast, four legged, six winged, fast bug. He ate natites. After a while of eating nanties, you recontruct after you die. So, Alpha was an immortal bug. Alpha didnt really mind, it ment more nanties for him to eat, and fast sky things for him to chase. Currently Alpha was feeding on an ANT, in a food bubble. It was the least tastey kind, the red and black. They best tasting ones were usually blue. or purple. But the best tasting ones of all were the giaant rollers that he hadnt seen in alot of planet go arounds. oh well thought Alpha, at least it was food.

After a while, the ANT started to move, and Alpha took off, it wasnt any good when they were moving. He was just in time with taking off too, cause right after he went up, the ANT made fire. That ment something else was around. made of nanties. Alpha looked around, and saw soething shiny in the air, he chased it. after a while he tryed to eat off it, but there wasnt anything there. well, there was, but it spit him off. probably a sheild. so alpha went to the nearest nantie ground place, and looked for another ANT.

[Jabberwocky]

Chronicles of Auraxis Part II: The Return of the New Conglomerate

Commander Zonde looked through his binoculars, he had to see this for himself. Yes, intelligence was correct, they were here. Much to his dismay, they were finally here.

"Magrider squads Gamma and Omega, we need you to form up on the South-East side of the base," Zonde ordered, "We have an NC Vangaurd column coming in from the North about 300 meters away. If we want to win this, we're going to have to outflank them and attack from a distance where their cannons are less accurate. If you begin to sustain heavy fire, move to the rear to repair. We can win this, but we have to do it carefully."

At times like this, all the leadership in the world could do little to inspire confidence in men so outnumbered and outgunned as the Vanu Magrider division were on this day. Commander Zonde had about 40 magriders left from the base assault, the intelligence reports predicted that there were about 65 to 80 Vangaurds on the way. This would probably be a short battle, but if played correctly, who knows?

"Hey Zek, you keep me outta trouble, you hear?" Spike called from the Magrider's intercom.
"Sure thing buddy, lets go bust some Newbie Conglomerate tanks," Zek called back.
Zek pushed forward on the throttle, the Magrider jumped to life and sped toward the mass of glimmering blue and gold in the distance. Two columns of twenty dark purple advanced quickly toward the golden armada of tanks, kicking up a cloud of dust behind them.
Zonde's voice came over the radio once again, "Remeber, keep your distance and keep pulling them back, were going to move them towards the Western shore. We can use our guns from a distance and snipe them from the water. Once we have them there, we are home free. Let's do it."
Zonde loved tank battles, they were much more orderly and controlled than foot battles and dogfights. It was like playing a game of chess, and even though he didn't like to admit it, he was very good at chess.

The vangaurds were so numerous, they advanced in long train, there was no room to maneuver in formations through the mountain passes and forested areas of Hossin. The Magriders advanced in a "V" formation with 20 tanks to each wing. There were too few Magriders to pull off an actual flank, so this would have to do. Spike's fingers were itching at the guns of the Magrider, they were almost in position.

An echoing blast was heard in the distance. The Vangaurds had come to a stop and had unleashed a volley of shells in unison toward the Mags. The volley was minimally effective at that range. Their cone of fire had been so large, that the shells landed sporadically around the area and only a small amount of stray splash damage had been sustained. The wedge of Vanu Mags pressed on, until at an incredible 250 meters away they opened fire all at once, unleashing a salvo of piercing blue jets of energy with percision accuracy toward the front of the golden train of tanks coming along the ridge. About seven Vangaurds fell during the first wave of fire. The Vangaurds in the rear recovered and pulled into position and fired a long volley from their 150 meter cannons, completely destroying five of the Magriders and heavily damaging several others.
"Pull back!" Zonde ordered over the intercom.
The Vanguards moved forward as the Magriders went backwards, firing as they went. At times, the air seemed to be thick with black shells fired from Vangaurds to rain down upon the Magriders. The Magriders would then return fire, filling the air with deadly blinding streams of light towards the Vans, melting through their metal and vaporizing the interiors. By every second, the Vanu were bringing them ever closer to the shore, where they could attack with impunity, but also with every second, they were losing another tank. This couldn't last for too much longer.
Finally, with only 23 badly damaged Magriders left, they reached the beach. About 50 Vangaurds had them surrounded as they hovered out onto the water.
The Vangaurds stopped and fired an enormous volley of shells out into the water. The shells landed in the water and sank to the bottom where they exploded on the ocean floor.
The Magriders carefully aimed and blasted wave after wave of hot blue energy at the Vangaurds. They melted away before the heavy particle blasts.
"Checkmate," Zonde said.
A squadron of yellow Reavers came in over the horizon and released their rockets at the Magriders.
"Damn," Zonde said.


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I'll post this now, but I'll be back to edit it around later and try to narrow it down by at least three or four paragraphs.