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

[thephix]

As far as anyone can tell, the United Earth found out what the Initiative were up to and locked onto the Transporter signal to open portals into Elmer Albatross' world.

[She's lighting up another cigarette as she starts talking, because between Asteria and Exsilium, Max is going to end up a chain smoker.]

They've been there a few days, systematically destroying government, financial and social institutions, and there's been little to no response from the world's assorted governments, simply because they were completely unprepared for an attack this size.

Japan's all but gone, the Initiative have opened portals to London, Berlin, Paris, DC, Moscow, Beijing, New York, Hong Kong, and Madrid, in order to try to drive back the United Earth forces. [There's a moment of silence as she rubs at her brow, trying to wrap her head around the scale of this.] I don't think they have much hope, from what the Initiative are saying, but anyone with combat expertise is being asked to go do what they can. Anyone else should report to the Hold to assist in the medical bays or to help monitor the progress of the battles.

[She looks at Saul, to guage his reaction to all that, before shrugging.]

Anything else you wanna know?

[5055034455]

[Saul stares at her as she speaks, eyes widening. By the time she looks at him, they're as big as saucers — shocked, scared, overwhelmed.]

Jesus. The whole world? There's no way we can — if they've done that much damage already, why are we even...?

[thephix]

That was something I couldn't find the answer for. [She'd asked, but the most she'd gotten were shrugs, mumbled answers about hoping for the best, before she'd decided to focus on the more factual parts of what the fuck was going on.]

Either they really do hope the Transports can defeat an entire armed force, when none of them are trained to deal with this situation together. [Her people know how to work as a unit, fighting alongside each other, when it comes to it, and that makes such a difference.] Maybe they just want to do as much damage to the United Earth as they can, it's not as though Transports stay dead, after all.

[It's clear, from her tone, that she doesn't think they don't stay dead is an acceptable reason to throw people into a battlefield.]

[5055034455]

Shit.

[He repeats this in a frustrated mumble as he reaches for the nearest notepad and begins furiously scribbling down the details. When he's finished, he stares at what he's written, then pushes the pad away in disgust.

Committing it to paper somehow made it even more real.]

Do they have a list of the Transports who went off to fight, or is that asking for too much organization?

[thephix]

[Max agrees with that sentiment, leaning against Medusa's desk as she watches Saul write.

This situation is insane, and it's clear already that it's going to be a nightmare to try to keep Transport-Initiative relationships positive.]

At the moment, that might be asking too much; though they do seem to be monitoring the movement of people in the field, so it could be possible to pull a list from there.

[Note to self: do that.]

[5055034455]

[Forget the PR situation; this whole thing is a nightmare.

Saul nods, still writing.]

Yeah. Good. See if you can find anything out about that.

[His pen stops moving, and he looks up.]

Please.

[thephix]

[The way she huffs at him is entirely feigned, because it's the normal sort of reaction anyone should have to just being told to do something.

Max doesn't really give a shit.]

That might take a little longer, but I have my tablet on me if you need to get in touch.

[Not that she thinks he really will, but it seems sensible to make the offer.]

[5055034455]

[She can huff all she likes — in his current mood, even that's not enough to earn an eye-roll from him. He just nods.]

Thanks.

[thephix]

Good luck.

[With whatever it is he's going to be doing for the next few hours while everything goes to hell.

She's not particularly concerned about his well being, but it's a polite thing to say.

And then she's gone.

About an hour later, Saul will get a file sent to his tablet with a list of all the Transports that have been recorded going through the portal, as well as a list of those that have been revived. There's no message attached, and he likely won't see 'Alice' again today, but she is trying to help, in her own way.]