Fantasy Free For All: The Riot

[kjsprk]

Raiden eventually made it to a small village. He stumbled upon a junk yard and approached the owner. "I have $4,000 and other things I can trade. What do ya got?" The owner just laughed and looked at him.


"You don't have many options."


Raiden slapped he money on the counter along with a bunch of FWF tech.


"I think I know what you might like." The owner said taking the money and the tech. The owner walked Raiden to the garage and up to a vehicle under a tarp. As he uncovered it, he revealed an old white Ford Focus ST rally car fitted with snow tires. "I'll sell you the car for 500, and the engine for 3,000" Laughed the owner. "You look like you fancy fast." He laughed and gave 500 back to Raiden.


"Hell yeah I do. Paint it black." Raiden said giving the man 200 back, leaving him with about 300.


"Yes, sir. 500 Horsepower, 0-60 in less then 3.5...all fitted for off road and painted black? You know you stuff."


Raiden nodded and threw his rifle in the back seat and closed to door, he then turned to catch the keys from the owner. Within a two hours, the car was painted and Raiden was on his way south.

 

[hudhouse]

(have a day or two off of camping)


Gus snarled, he wanted in the major conflict, but he got something he wanted badly. He stood in the Humvee with Ryia and the others, he was disguised as a UGA soldier, holding up a light machine gun. The soldier was killed by a bullet to the cheek, it was a wound he could make out as a broken jaw, nothing fatal for now. Gus looked on, this "rebel" needed saving, but there was not a good chance for anything. He though quickly peered onto his Dog tag, "Private Ryan Sarcher". He would of smiled, but that would of broken his cover if these idiots paid any attention. He had to check everything, 67 rounds in his FN minimi, He had found a box from the corpse as well, so he had 167 rounds. He looked at "Cyborg" Ryia, she was a soldier he would love to execute to show these people what they do, but she did show some honor so Gus held back. He turned on the Hud of his helmet finally, after rigging it to delete the information prior like a hit to the memory chip. It marked him as Ryan Sarcher, and got the information prior to the battle, a online save. It didn't scan the inside of him so he was thankful as all hell, this was going to work.

 

[Ryia]

Ryia noted that the gunner of this Humvee was a soldier she didn't recognize, but she didn't question it. Probably just one of Poet's guys on the ground who needed a lift. Minutes went by, and eventually they arrived at the garage that was the original objective. She saw a few tents set up, as well as the MCV still intact. "Damn, great job salvaging what we could from that mission. It almost looks like a proper camp." Of course that wasn't the case. They were down two men, both Wrex and Ty had been lost in the conflict earlier in the day. Marcus is standing outside of a tent, talking with Striker. He must be worried sick about me. She thinks to herself. As the vehicle comes to a park, Ryia gives out a few orders. "Nick, take the prisoner and find him a suitable isolated area." She gets out of the vehicle and looks up at the gunner. "You, soldier, what's your name? You're not one of my guys." She's a bit suspicious of the sudden appearance of a new face, but it's explainable.

 

[hudhouse]

Gus lifted up his helmet, showing Ryia his lower face was already covered in tape. He lifted up his dog tags, showing he was "Ryan Sarcher", but then his helmet sparked and broke, a bullet dropping from the side where the memory card was, covered in the same blood as that on the tape. He grabbed to his face, moaning slightly but gave a thumbs up to say he was alright. He hoped he was acting this off well, if not he will need to something unthinkable. (edit) He quickly made the follow me sign, and went into a hidden corner, telling Ryia to follow him, as he lifted up a peice of paper and pencil, writing something.

 

[Prizzy Kriyze]

(Ough, gawd. I totally forgot about this RP. Sorry if I mess up with logical stuff, I don't have the time to read through the past 5 pages)


Leon was annoyed. One of the few feelings that cut through his mental barriers. Ranjit, the asshole, had ran off while he wasn't looking. Does he have no sense of self-preservation? Nontheless, he had to find him. He was his bodyguard, and he wasn't ready to let Ranjit die. He had to protect his principles in this world gone mad.


After (Insert time between Ranjit leaving the base-like-place and now) he finally felt like he'd caught up. A whole mess of things had happened (I can't be arsed to find 'em all), but he kept his distance, making sure he wouldn't be detected. He saw Ranjit getting pushed into a humvee. Damnit. His SUV wouldn't be able to keep up with that if it went top speed. He'd just have to follow tracks, or something. As long as he didn't give up, he'd get to him eventually. If he knew Ranjit right, he could talk his way out of getting killed pretty well. Mostly because he probably wasn't any danger alone. I mean, that's what Leon was there for anyway.

 

[Ryia]

Ryia tilted her head a bit at this Sarcher guy, she wasn't sure what to make of him. Of course, she had no reason to trust him, but he was a UGA soldier, and therefore she had no reason not to trust him. She was a bit shocked when the bullet fell out, it's a miracle that he survived that shot. When she saw him beckon her over, she started to walk his way. She was stopped by a hand on her shoulder, her brother's hand, and quickly she shot a look up at him. It was clear he was a bit weary, so as she turned to walk towards Sarcher again, he followed closely. Ryia made her way over to him curiously. What could he want? She didn't even know the soldier.


As she walked, a few of the soldiers in her squad turned their heads, all curious as well, but they didn't interfere.

 

[hudhouse]

(I am back from my vacation)


The soldier hands Ryia a piece of paper, and it reads "If you can allow a half-breed into the UGA, i can get your squad a powerful assassin that by himself with primitive weapons took down almost 20 UGA soldiers and a helicopter. I am in a secret group of the UGA that uses the half-breeds for combat, and if you accept I can get you a member. Your choice." Gus was smiling on the inside, the FWF was not strict, and it made him a little uneasy of betrayal. So then he thought, why doesn't he just become a member of what he fights for... make less casualties and make peace? That's the only reason he joined the FWF, he wanted peace but even still, if he could make a difference the UGA would be better for him.

 

[kjsprk]

Raiden was driving very fast through a town in Colorado, snow coated the ground but his car was made for it. He needed money, bad; and gas. "Hmm..." He saw a group of FWF and UGA getting into a scuff, he pulled over and grabbed his rifle to approach the situation. The FWF troops turned to reveal that they were selling prisoners to the UGA. "What the f-" Raiden pointed his gun at the group and took off the safety. "What the hell is going on here?" He yelled. One of the FWF troop approached him, he shot the man in the leg and took aim at a UGA solider who had his sidearm raised in Raiden's direction.


"Who's side are you on man?!? The wounded FWF troop asked.


Still aimed at the UGA soldier Raiden replied, "I- I don't real-" He felt something hard it him in the back of the head and everything went black. He was in an out of consciousness as he was being dragged away by one of the UGA soldier. Raiden saw the UGA towing his car, with his rifle in the back seat. They threw him in a truck, handcuffed, and the truck pulled away, and Raiden blacked out.