[FFRP] Kidaroc Myths: A Fighting Chance

[Brnin8r]

Everyone feels better about the day, what with working together and making it through the seige. They all hop into the transport trucks...so now there's two transports filled with about fifteen boys each and Shawn and the platoon leader's defense vehicle.

The platoon leader shouts to the driver's of the trucks, "All right, we won't have time to get to HQ, so we're headed to these coordinates (insert coordinates here). Here we'll rest a night and then we'll be on our way to the home base at dawn." with that, he revs the engine and takes the lead. "You did a damn fine job with that gun soldier, and that RPG was aimed just right. You got a name boy?"

I can assume Arthur's being relatively ignored since he's a silent sociopath devoid of emotion it seems.

***
(Your descriptions are getting better, but your dialogue still sounds robotic. "It is feeling so much better" sounds like bad dubbing..."It's feeling better." or something like that. Try and imagine yourself saying it. *thumbs up*)

Anna shakes her head, "Sorry, no water right here, but we'll have more at the base as well as clothes." The transport continues to rumble down the road.

[Knight Errant]

Julian overhears the shouted orders. "Wait... tommorrow? We cant wait that long! We have two wounded in this truck! The longer we wait, the worse it gets for them!"

He usually didnt let himself get worked up over things like this... but waiting while the girl's weapons did their work on his fellow soldiers was just an incredibly stupid idea no matter how you looked at it.

[Sailor Ganymede]

As Alana is listening to Anna, the pill is dissolving in her mouth. Alana now swallows the pill.

"Don't worry about the water right now. The pill dissolved and I swallowed it. Anyway these bangs are so annoying. Could you put my hair in a Ponytail please?" Alana asked as she turned around to face her back to Anna.

"So how nice is your base? It's bound to be a lot nicer than the one that dump I was just in not too long ago where they left me for dead." Alana said with her back turned to Anna. Her eye began to twitch again.

(I edited my last post. So hopefully it works a lot better.)

[Mendi-chan]

((Sorry for disappearing like that. x_X))

Max stretched his hands a bit, cringing in pain as the majority of the stim seemed to have worn off. He was glad as anything that he had managed to avoid slamming into that chopper directly, but who knows if he would be able to make a quick maneuver like that now. But deciding that he could work through the pain, and anticipating no further assault en route to the rest point, the teen chooses to drive through. Revving his engine his truck moves to follow the defense vehicle.

[Brnin8r]

||ALMIGHTY TIME SKIP!!!||
The journey to the safe house was relatively unexciting the way back. The safehouse is hidden well enough, none of the boys saw it until the sand opened up to a ramp into an underground hole. The trucks and defense vehicle seem lonely in the massive vehicle bay since there's room enough for two more transports. Ken and Ashton as well as a few other boys are taken to the jury-rigged medical bay (A table and first aid basically), while the rest of the boys can situate themselves to sleep for the night. The time is about 8, so everyone's bunkering down and the platoon leader is talking with some of the higher officers about the numbers, "What are the reported stats?" "Well, from what the boys said, they counted each kill and among the thirty or so of us we took out ninety...which means we probably shocked up to 200-300 of the girls." The platoon leader groans in frustration as he hits the table, "But that just means we lost seventy boys! It doesn't matter if we knock out most of their force...if we lose or fall back, they have more troops the next day!"

Ken and Ashton regain conciousness.

Obviously as they pulled into the bay, Max's hands locked up something fierce as the adrenal injection wears off.

((All right, I'm sick and tired of calling it a defense vehicle, I'm giving Shawn creative priveleges to make up a name for it. So hammer down lol.))

***
Anna ties Alana's hair in a ponytail when the almighty time skip occurs!!

The girl's transport rumbles into the base. A hard day's fight and their numbers have risen again. The hunter squadron set to take out the stragglers of the fort haven't returned to the base...but even if they lost those eight, they had seventy more ready for training. Anna helps Alana out of the truck, "All right, you don't have an official bunk yet, so you'll be sleeping in a temporary holding area for recent transforms. We have a room of clothes for you to change into down that hall and to the left for you to pick from. We don't have much more time tonight and you've had a rough day. Tomorrow we'll see what resources we have to replace that arm of yours.

[Haylie]

(Hmm... defensive vehicle with a .50 cal machine gun as a mounted turret... could be a lot of things... How about a simple Humvee?)

(Before time-skip)
Shawn smiles just a bit. "Private Shawn Brown, engineer, sir."

(After time-skip)
Instead of following the other boys' example and setting up temporary living arrangements (aka. a sleeping bag and pillow), Shawn just sort of wanders about the maintenance room, next to the Humvee. Occasionally he takes a quick peek underneath one of the trucks or under the hood, but despite how tired he looks, he just doesn't feel like sleeping. It could be just the adrenaline, or maybe he's insomniac. Either way, he sure sighs a lot.

[Shadowmaster]

As ken awakes, he looks around. The first thing that strikes him is that he's in what appears to be in some sort of medical bay. The second thing that strikes him is the pain in his hand. "Ow...stupid grenade." he says. "I hope no one was...hurt." He doesn't seem to notice the physical changes just yet.

[Sailor Ganymede]

"Thanks Anna, this is much better. Hey no problem. Thanks for the help out of the transport. I really appreciate it." Alana says as she heads to the room of clothes with an obviously Feminine Stride.

She enters the room and finds some clothes to change into. She then finds the outfit on the left as well as a bra and panties.

She goes to take her clothes off only to realize that she can't really do it very well with only one arm.

"Um could someone please help me. I am one arm short for right now. I would really appreciate if someone helped me here." Alana said.

[Knight Errant]

Julian hovers around the medbay for a bit... then goes and finds a place away from the others to lay down. The day hadnt been... the best he had ever had.

Arms crossed behind his head, he mumbles. "This war is so stupid... What are we even fighting for? Why do the girls want us gone..."

There seemed to be too many unanswered questions. While on the battlefield it didnt matter, or course, once he was off it they always returned.

He lays there awhile... unable to sleep with the thoughts running through his head. Then he gets up and starts wandering around. Looking for... he didnt know what.

((Think he could find a radio, Brnin8r? One in an out of the way place. XD))

[Mystic Mina]

((I edited my physical description a bit, so don't think that my character's hair and eyes spontaneously changed color or anything. >_>))

"Uuuuggghhhhh...." Ashton groans as he rises from his table and rubs the sleep out of his eyes. He had only slept for a few hours, but to him, it feels like he had been out for the entire month. "Where am I? Is this HQ?"

He looks around the room he's in to see if he can find any clues as to where he is. The first thing is notices is the other person in the room with him. The guy's stuck in a bed too, and from the looks of it, infected by the girls' transforming virus.

"Hey, you!" He shouts, wincing at the higher tone of his voice. Damn gas.... "Do you know where we are? Are we back at home base?"

[Shadowmaster]

Ken looks over at Ashton. "I'm not really sure. I just woke up here." he says.

[Mystic Mina]

"Great...." Ashton mutters before he slowly slides off the table and takes a look around the room they were in. Wherever they were, both he and the other guy needed antidotes, and they needed them quickly. They had already progressed a fair bit.... It would be long before some of the changes became irreversible.

"You wanna help me find some antidotes before we both get turned into girls?" He shouts at Ken, flicking a stray lock of hair out of his face in annoyance. His once dull red hair is now down to his shoulders, and it seems to have more volume and shine than it did before.

[Sam]

*Arthur, laying down in his bed, begins to talk to himself

It seems a group of boys have arrived from a different location.... this could become profitable to me in the future

[Brnin8r]

As Shawn wanders the transport bay, the same platoon leader who drove the humvee shows up. "Having a hard time sleeping?"

(Umm...I'm sure he could find one that was portable enough to take to an out of the way place *shrugs*)

Ken and Ashton would have a hard time finding antidotes. For as much of a safehouse as this was, there were no up-to-date innoculations. There's a large scanner from a year ago that was used to determine the different percentages of a transformation.

***

A girl overhearing Alana's comlaint shows up, "Here, let me help you with that. Are you a new recruit?" she asked as she helped undress and dress Alana.

[Haylie]

Shawn bites his lip and sighs again. "A little, sir. Just... jittery, I guess, sir. Looking through cars usually calms me down, sir."

He looks at the Humvee again, dropping his official tone. "What Dad said was right... you never do forget your first real battle..."