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

how u doin

[taggeda0]

[Nic can't hear Kate to appreciate the gesture, but life has fortuitously prepared him for these sorts of situations. It's a simple matter to put his sword through the vulnerable neck joint of the guy's armor and pull it out as swift a motion. The poor, nameless soldier dies a bloody, gurgle-y death.

It's bad etiquette, but Nic figures he can be forgiven if he takes out a couple of the guys headed toward her after that. It's baffling enough that she isn't killing them outright; he figures she could use the help.]

p good. how YOU doin.

[gevurah]

[ She looks on from where she is, watching the life slip from that UE soldier. She wonders if he has a family, friends, a semblance of a life back in the UE or if he had it stripped from him.

Or if he's a clone. A cold, hard, unfeeling clone.

All around her, piles of dead and injured soldiers. ]

... Hell.

sweet sweet, I'm doing pretty swell myself

[taggeda0]

[There's enough of a lull in fighting Nic's gonna take a pause to wipe the blood off his face. When he looks up, he'll catch her quip and give a shrug. His gestures are one-handed.]

If you want to call it that.

late tag is late

[gevurah]

[ She pauses only for a split-second, not understanding the gesture, but recognizing it must be some form of sign language. ] Wh -- augh!

[ And that pause is her mistake. One of the soldiers laying on the ground snatches her ankle and yanks her down onto the ground, trying to pin her. The edge of the gun is slammed against her mask. It doesn't hurt too much, but a flash of white light leaves her temporarily blinded. ]

[taggeda0]

[See, if you kill them then this stuff isn't a problem anymore. Moments after Kate's pulled down, Nic's there; one hand pulling the man's head back, the other slicing through flesh and bone in one practiced swing of his blade.

It's messy, unpleasant, and probably incredibly dangerous to pull a blade back on its wielder, but Nic's got a good handle on this stuff and he's not about to hurt himself in this fight. He quickly kicks the body off her and to the side and tosses the head after it, looking pleased with himself.]

[gevurah]

[ Knowing what he's about to do, the moment his weight is pried off her her hand shoots up to try and stop Nic.

Too late.

Her heart stops in that moment and then continues to beat erratically. ]

That wasn't necessary!

[taggeda0]

[He doesn't really expect much after doing that--it's just another dead body for him--but if this is going to be a problem, he doesn't have time for the blow-up. His expression is disbelieving when he starts to sign.]

If you'd just killed them first then that wouldn't have been necessary at all.

[gevurah]

[ But his head. That was overkill.

And without a clue as to what he's saying, she turns away to ensure they're in the clearing. Temporarily, it seems. She can hear troops moving in unison in the east and gunfire erupting in the north. ]

I don't have time for this.