Tremulous Forum
Community => Off Topic => Topic started by: zybork on January 12, 2008, 10:16:18 pm
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Here I stand, in a battlesuit, my chaingun in hands, and I know I just have a few seconds left. A few seconds. Before I die. And it all started out so well!
It was on ATCS, a simple mission it seemed: Kill the aliens, reclaim that territory for humankind. And killing I did. First, the small aliens, later, as these aliens got fed by human flesh, the grown ones.
I never gave a fuck about the reasons I were doing this, I just followed orders, obeyed commands, like any soldier would. But why? Don't these aliens just want to live as well? Don't they invade other planets just because of a cataclysm that devastated their home world? How may their homes back at their planet have looked like? Altough distusting to humans, those filthy holes or whatever were still their homes, and for sure they enjoyed it going back after a trip, going back home, home to their friends and families. Home. All gone! Now they die in the crossfire of human guns. I am sure they are not really evil at heart.
I did my training well, I knew what to do and I still know it. All those rookies, well, they died quickly, and after some time, only about 50% of us were left. I would lie if I claimed that I never took any advantage of this, because you'd rather sacrifice the not so well trained soldiers instead of a well trained one. May their flesh feed aliens! Who cares. The only thing I cared about was to kill as many of these alien creeps as possible.
I never thought of anything else.
And here I stand, in a battlesuit, with my chaingun in hands, holding the trigger pulled, emptying my gun at a structure we were told controls the aliens. The little ones bite me, I feel their razor-sharp teeth, in the hollow of my knee, in my abdomen, in my back, in my neck. Their teeth cut through the armour of my battlesuit. I know I only have a few seconds left to live.
There are still bullets on the belt of my chaingun, I few seconds are all I need! The moment I fall, my fingers will release the trigger, my gun will stop to fire. But I did it, I crawled into the lion's den. How much joy would a medical station be now, with its healing radiation, neutralizing the poison of uncounted little bites, healing my wounds and replenishing my exhausted muscles! But that's not important now. I trigger the radiation injection from my medical kit, a few seconds, a few seconds are all I need!
My gun finally runs out of bullets, five seconds left as I estimate the remaining time. I wait another second to be sure. Blood flows out of uncounted little, poisoned wounds bitten by little brown creatures I would have found cute if a mercyless fate had not decided to make us enemies.
Four seconds left. Then I do it: I pull out my grenade; this will take out a lot of them aliens and their "overmind" for sure.
Good bye my friends! Tell my wife I died with honour. And maybe, somehow, somewhere, in another world, I may meet all those little brown aliens again, and maybe we will live there together - in peace.
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And then zybork woke up, his dream fading away into the harshness of reality. He got up, swaying side to side as his muscles were beginning to warm up. Another day to escape reality and play Tremulous!
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I guess I forgot this smiley: ;)
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Of all the things you dream of ATCS? What a nightmare that must be. Bonus points for the dretchy sympathy though.
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Clones don't get married. Or do they? Try making it more interesting:
'Those rookies, well, they died quickly, and after some time, only about 50% of us were left.'
The weak ones among us were picked off one by one their mangled and disemboweled bodies littered the area, their blood stained the ground on which i stand.
The aliens were fearsome opponents their brutal attacks had left a nearly half our battalion dead or immobile.
'like any soldier would'
i did my duty
It may be a bit rough but it does sound better.
Story must include the word FUBAR (Reference to 'Saving Private Ryan' (yes, it is meaningful))
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Not bad :)
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enjoyed reading it, thanks for bringing some imagination into th game ;)
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Kind of reminds me of Seffylight's story.
Thumbs up.
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Of all the things you dream of ATCS? What a nightmare that must be. Bonus points for the dretchy sympathy though.
He did dream at a very comfortable framerate!
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zybork: great story :D I loved it! ;)
Dreaming of trem? It's like an action movie... Try to dream about Civilization 3... The hellish nightmare of a turn based dream when the shocking horror of not being able to move due it's not being your turn impales your heart and you shiver in total terror as you realize it is impossible yet you cannot escape it. :o Brrrrr! I don't ever play Civ3 before betdime since then... :laugh:
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...emptying my gun at a structure we were told controls the aliens...
well this is the exact reason why are there BARRICADES amongst alien buildables ;-)
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Tycho: Civ3nighmare XD
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And then his radio said, "No, John. You are the aliens."
And then John was a zombie.
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dude..........
that is....
um....
dude.....
it was totally cool.
normally i dont read things like this but the word Hero atracted my attention.
i liked it...
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Of all the things you dream of ATCS? What a nightmare that must be. Bonus points for the dretchy sympathy though.
He did dream at a very comfortable framerate!
lol
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Why do you think I dreamed anything? I just went into alien base with a chainsuit once and dropped a grenade, than I realized you could make a good, epic story out of that 8)
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Why do you think I dreamed anything? I just went into alien base with a chainsuit once and dropped a grenade, than I realized you could make a good, epic story out of that 8)
awww, you ruined it all!
I did have a dream about some horror type plot last night though, children disepering, with burning webs left in their place... I can't remember anymore