Other Worlds: V 2.0

[initiates]

Date & Time: May 21st, beginning at 0900.
Location: The Initiative Hold and all throughout Elmer's world
Characters: Anyone participating in the fighting, anyone staying behind.
Summary: Elmer's world is fought for and lost.
Warnings: Violence, death.

They reopen the portal at 0900, May 21st. The first scientist who stepped through was killed within thirty seconds; the rest who followed made it back through to Exsilium, albeit not unscathed. The portal was shut again by a panicked operator, although a second operator knew to keep the coordinates locked.

Within ten minutes, the alert had been sent out. There's no time to wait for the Transports to gather en masse; as soon as they have a sizable enough force to stand a chance at fighting through and clearing their gateway's location, the door is opened again.

Immediately inside the door is a desolate, grim scene. What had previously been the coast of Japan is now scorched earth, blasted sand, and little else. As the first point of contact for this world, it has undoubtedly suffered the worst. Here, the UE didn't stop at governments, financial centers, and capitols — the UE destroyed everything in sight. There are enough UE soldiers remaining in the broken country to give the Transports a difficult battle, although by now the bulk of their forces have moved on.

The Initiative will soon realize the necessity of opening more gateways, just as the UE had done. Transports will be deployed to London, Berlin, Paris, DC Washington, Moscow, Beijing, New York City, Hong Kong, Madrid. Through each of these windows, the destruction is staggering. Buildings are more husks than structures, everything that can burn is alight, and the death toll is off the charts. Blackened bodies seem to line every street, while pieces litter the ground among the rubble. There's no doubt that the UE has no need of the people of this world. They're after resources only, and anything and anyone already here is to be removed.

You can find UE soldiers everywhere. They move in coordinated squadrons of 20, and each of them carries a small arsenal. Even without their incredibly advanced and destructive weaponry, they're fearfully formidable. Each soldier, while still only human, is a genetically perfect clone, further enhanced by technological implants. They're all highly trained in physical combat. Even if you can disarm one of them, don't count on close-range attacks being any easier to handle. They've brought along cannons, small flying craft, and lightweight tanks. Each of these is the top of the line in terms of technology, geared toward destroying as much as it can, as quickly as it can. The United Earth is here to destroy, and they won't stop to wonder why their targets go from being civilians and scrambling, off-guard, comparatively primitive militaries, to trained and powered Transports.

For anyone staying at home, they'll find that any Initiative presence has withdrawn fully to the Hold. All Initiative employees are needed, and most of them in the med bays. The majority of the Initiative focus is on recalling and resurrecting fallen Transports, but attention is still needed for the living-but-wounded. Any Transports who stay in Exsilium and offer their help will have it immediately accepted; they'll be put to work in the medical wings, runnings supplies, or simply set at a machine and told to keep an eye on the numbers: Transport vitals, UE movements, and maps upon maps of changing statistics and colors.

At 1500, the Initiative will recall all Transport soldiers back to Exsilium and seal shut the gateway. The UE numbers are too great, their soldiers too powerful, and Elmer's world is lost.

Comments

[medicating]

I'll be the judge of that.

[And with a quick snip of the scissors, the curtains are off and McCoy's scanning the wound.]

Just a scratch, huh? Lucky you still have an arm.

[Okay, he's exaggerating, but can anyone blame him for being in a mood?]

I'll have to clean this out before I re-wrap it.

[commentboxtroll]

Wh-what? It can't be that bad!

[ Wouldn't it hurt more if it was?! Caesar doesn't know, lacking any and all medical credentials, but wow, he really hopes he's right, as he turns his head to try and get a better look at it. ]


Egh. [ Okay, it does look a little gross. ] Uh, not with anything that burns, right?

[medicating]

Nah, I'll try saline first. The antibiotic I put on after might sting a bit, though.

[He starts gathering stuff together.]

So what's your name, kid?

[commentboxtroll]

It's Caesar. [ The answer followed promptly by: ] Saline? Isn't that salt?

[ Won't salt sting?! But he doesn't add that part. It's probably implied just by asking. ]

[medicating]

Salt water. It's for irrigation. It's also what they put in IV bags. Hell, it's what eye drops are composed of too. So obviously there's not enough salt in it to hurt you.

[And he gets all that stuff together before taking a bottle of saline and squeezing it over the gash, a basin held underneath to collect the run off.]

[commentboxtroll]

People drop salt water into their eyes?

[ That seems crazy, but obviously it doesn't burn if that's the case. Even so, he tenses up just as the saline is squeezed out onto the wound. When nothing comes of it after all, he'll relax again. ]

I knew about the IV bag part. That's where I got the word from in the first place, though I figured it didn't burn because it just went in, like, right into your body.

[medicating]

Sure do, but it's obviously safe.

[Once he's sure there's no debris left in the wound, he starts putting on the antibiotic.]

How's that feel so far?

[commentboxtroll]

Okay, that one definitely stings.

[ But not badly enough to draw a big reaction from him, as he manages to stay still regardless. ]

[medicating]

Well hang in there. I'm more than halfway done already.

[And he gets on with it without fuss or any general chit chat. He does his job and does it well, but he's not chatty.]

Now I'm just going to put a bandage on you and I'll be done.

[commentboxtroll]

[ The lack of chit chat is appreciated, to be honest. What is there to say, really? Well, aside from noting the distinct lack, which Caesar does. ]

No other questions? That'll be it? I think all the other doctors around here should take some pointers from you on that.

[medicating]

Well the tricorder showed no other injuries, and we've got a ton of patients to deal with, so I was hoping you wouldn't mind if I hustle you out the door when I'm done.

[commentboxtroll]

Wouldn't mind at all. I'm definitely not hoping to stick around here and take up a seat.

[medicating]

Glad we're seeing eye to eye here.

[Once McCoy's cleaned up all the skin around the wound and Caesar's all bandaged up, he steps back and nods.]

All right, that's taken care of. You need a pain reliever, kid?

[commentboxtroll]

Nah. I can just grab some of those from the stash back at my place. [ Without further ado, he'll slide on by and be on his way, though not without a small, idle wave goodbye (though not with the arm with the injured shoulder). ] Keep up the good work, doc.