ooc:anyone? I will edit this to include an ic post later this evening.

OOC: Okay consider me signed up! I've been going through RP withdrawl lately with the extreme lack of, well, much of anything! Just one question though! Will you require a profile for chars? Just asking. Okay then let's see if I can put up a decent IC! If I screw up please let me know so I can edit!

IC:
Station Square Science Center

"Well what do ya got?" grunted a young gentleman no older than thirty.
"I'm really sure what we're looking at?" replied a slighty older man typing furiously on a state of the art governement supplied super computer.
"Well what's your expert opinion?"
"It looks like some sort of," he paused for a brief second while he analyzed data, "Earthquake?"
"No it's not! Look there!"

The young man pointed to a slight pixelation over a map of the Great Forest.

"What is that?" questioned the man at the keyboard, "Look at that area its covering! I've never seen anything like it before!"
"It looks ike some sort of spacial distortion!" the young science expert calmly brushed a stand of his thick purple hair out of his eyes.
"Spacial...distortion? What do you mean? Like a portal to another world? That crazy coming from you!"
"Shut up will ya! You know better than I do there are gateways to other worlds! Hell Sonic and those friends of his always seem to wind up in one bout every other day!"
"Nothing good ever comes out of one of those!"
"Well what ever it may be we need to investigate it in the name of science!"
"Can't we let Knothole handle it? Afterall it's practcally in their backyard!"
"Idiot! How are we going to make scientific advances on zone technology if we can't study them! We can't have the Freedom Fighters protect us forever!"
"Alright then, Chief Melven! We will load up and depart within the next thirty minutes!"
"Good! I'll be back within the next ten and we will depart within the next twenty!"
The young scientist turned and exited through a mechanical door with the initals G.U.N. stamped on its side.
TBC

OOC: again I hope that this is okay for my introductory post. If anyhting needs to be changed please ket me know and I will hop right on it!

ooc: Thats fine. pretty good intro post.

ic:
The soldier awoke again a few hours later as rain fell from the sky onto his face. He sat up and surveyed the area around him. His comrads lay either dead or unconcious not being able to move without being in intense pain he couldnt check on them to see which of the two states they were in. He looked at the helicopter. It was destroyed. To the point if someone touched it it would crumble away. He used his sleeve and wipped the caked blood from his brow. He reached behind him and took a sip of water from the hydration pack by bringing the hose to his lips. He then reached into his rucksack and grabbed a radio in hopes that he could get help for his friends at least.

"reaper 1 to base reaper one to base come in base."

Nothing but static came through the radio.

"Reaper 1 to base. Mayday Our helo was hit with hostile fire looked to be some sort of laser last known *cough* location was in the smoky mountains. We have soldiers down. Do you copy.", The soldier spoke in pain as he gripped his ribcage.

There was static for a few minutes before a voice answered this time.

"Base to Reaper 1 we copy however your going to have to be more specific on your location. several searches have come up with nothing in the area you were last seen"

"Rog.(short for roger) We are surrounded by big tress and there is a smoke plume about a mile high and a huge clearing where you could land...", The soldier stopped and tilted his head he heard something off in the distance, "I think I hear you guys. Im going to pop smoke."

"Base to reaper 1 that is a negative we have no search parties in the area. there was no smoke plume to be seen and there is def not a clearing anywhere near on your original flight plan.", the radio responded.

A swat bot appeared in front of him.

"Surrend....", it spoke as it raised its blaster rifle.

Several shots from the assault rifle interuppted and ripped through the swatbot. It fell over sparking and a small fire ignited within it.

"WTF was that sh*t...", the soldier yelled now trembling his rifle still trained on the robot. He grabbed the radio again.

"Reaper 1 to base Reaper 1 to base come in base to you copy? We have hostiles. mayday mayday. ", He frantically cried into the radio now ignoring the pain in his chest.

There was no answer back. just static.

The soldier dropped the magazine and loaded a fresh one into the rifle. He grabbed palms and leaves from the ground and covered himself to keep warm and to keep from being spotted by any future contacts. He held the rifle across his chest and fell asleep while he waited on help. One of the leaves fell off his shoulder revealing a velcro name tape reading "Lucky"

ooc: And now you know what everyone calls him. Just to add to the confusion they can communicate back and forth between the two worlds every now and then depending on certain conditions. but neither side knows what is really going on.

A G.U.N. transport shuttle rocketed over the mountain top toward the Great Forest. The bottom of the craft brushed against the tree tops that blocked its way.

"Cut it out will ya!" the young scientist yelled at his subordinate, "Fly like ya got some damn sense!"
"Sorry chief!" the embarassed pilot replied, "Just a little nervous that's all!"
"Well how much further?"
"Not far! We should be there within the next two minutes!"
"Never mind I see it!"
"What!"

They both gazed out the cockpit window as they saw the thick smoke towering into the sky.

"The hell?" Chief Melven said as he reached into his pockets and pulled out a pack of cigarattes, "That ain't no spacial distortion!"
"It looks like something crashed, or maybe exploded, or...it doesn't look good whatever it is!" the pilot began to panic, "Sh-shall we turn back?"
"WHAT? Turn back! Where did you get your military training from? We're G.U.N. we don't back away from anyhting!"
"But Chief what if it's Robotnik?"
"Piss on him! We got more than enough firepower in the back to take on his entire army!"
"I highly dou-"

The pilot was cut short as a violent imapact rocketed the entire shuttle! Sirens started to blare and everyhting started flashing red as another impact struck.

"We're under attack!" the pilot yelled!
"No crap! How'd ya figure that one out?" he shot back, "Just bring us down safely!"

Another blast this time knocking off power to the craft.

"Umm," the pilot began but was interuppted by another shock this time from starboard.
"Let me guess brace for a rough landing?" Melven said almost anoyed rather than scared.
"Tha's what I'd be doin'!" the pilot yelled as he frantically tried to get juice back into the ship!

Melven ran into the passenger area and took a seat. He rapidly strapped on his safety harness and prepared for the worst!

Everything went black.

There was smoke everywhere. Melven reached to un do his harnness, but it was pointless since it wasn't there anymore. He groaned a little and took a deep breath. He crawled out of the wrecked craft little by little until he saw blue sky. He rose to his feet and examined the wreckage.

"Serves ya right for trying to blow us outta the sky!" he said as he noticed SWAT-bot remains underneath his shuttle!
"Cheif! Are you all right?" the pilot was yelling in the distance.
"Over here!"

Melven pulled out a cig, bent down, and lit it up using the fire blazing from the wreckage as fuel. He stood up and breathed out a long strand of smoke.

"Chief you really shouldn't smoke!" the pilot said weakly as he limped towards Melven.
"Shadup! I do what I please!" Melven shot back firecely.
"So any diagnosis on who was shooting at us?"
"SWATs!"
"WHAT? SWAT-bots? What are they doing out here? Did Robotnik discover the distortion as well?"
"I dunno, but they're toast!"

Melven looked off in the distance.

"We're not to far away now! We should be able to make it safely if we trek it!" the young scientist announced.
"Whew! Thank God we didn't bring along anyone else! I don't know what I would have done if someone were to...ya know...die!" the pilot observed.
"Whatever! Come on beore it gets dark!"
"Wait we're still going?"
"I said we were now lets go!"

The two started off leaving their smoldering wreckage behind un knowingly searching for a similar accident!
TBC

ic:
Lucky woke up upon hearing the other crash. He looked into the sky to see the dark clouds still lingering in shrugged off the noise thinking it was thunder. He reached into his sack and grabbed and MRE(Meal ready to eat... they can be good or they can be gross. For the love of of that is holy dont eat the omelet one...) He poured some water into the heater bag then slid the box containing the food into the bag as well. He leaned his rifle against the tree. He watched the steam rise into the air as his meal cooked.

"Another long day.", He thought to himself.

After he ate he tried to stand. A sharp pain ripped through his ribcage. He sat back down for a second before trying again. This time he stood up completely. Surveying the area around him He went to check on his comrades. He kneeled by the pilot and checked for a pulse. Nothing.

A sound in the distance caught him off gaurd. the same sound he had heard before the swatbot came. He quickly returned next to the base of the tree grabbing his rifle before covering himself again with leaves. He attached the silencer and peered through the scope. He could see something glowing then it would dim as if it were a cigarette.
(cigarettes can be seen from up to a mile away!)

"this could be trouble. Maybe its just a piece of smoldering ash", He thought to himself. He clicked the safety off the rifle and waited.

IC:
"Ummm, maybe we should go back to the transport and pick up a couple of weapons!" the frightened pilot stammered.
"All the good ones were trashed!" Melven said, "So it's likely if we run into any more Egg bots we wouldn't stand a chance either way!"
"What ever happened to "better safe than sorry" mentality you used to put on so many years ago!"
"HA!" Melven busted out laughing, "When did I ever have that mindset? I always said is nice to be prepared for any up coming situation one may find himself in, but I also said if death is after ya' then there is no stopping the little fidgit from claiming one's soul! No matter how big an aresenal one may have!"
"That's just stupid!"
"Well that's life!"
"No, that's your life!"
"Whatever!" Melven peered ahead, "Hey I think I see a clearing up ahead! It just might be the epicenter we were looking for!"
"Oh, I really have a bad feeling about all of this!"
"Ah, come on live a little! Isn't that why you joined the military?"
"No it's not!"
"Well weel now isn't someo-"

Melven was cut short as they stepped into the clearing to stare directly down the barrel of a military grade rifle.

"Ummm..." Melven trailed off as the cigarette fell from his mouth. The only thing he could do was prepare for the soldier's next move!
TBC

ooc: If anyone else is reading this and you want to join in you are more than welcome to.

ic:
"Hi. I ask the questions you respond no one ends up like that tin can over there", He spoke with a sarcastic grin as he motioned toward the swat bot.

Seeing they were unarmed he lowered the rifle from melvins face but still kept it pointed in their general direction.

"First question. Who are you, where are we and do you have an another cigarette laying around?", lucky asked.

IC:
"Well, well now aren't we a little jumpy!" Melven said to the stranger, "I'm Melven Blackweller a scien tist working for G.U.N. Station Square's military! The shrimp behind me is Rawlings, Michael Rawlings!"
"Um, hello!" the pilot said nervously!
"We are in the Great Forest right now my friend! If I have to guess I say we are near Knothole village! No less than 2 or 3 miles."

Melven reached into his pocket and pulled out the pack of Cigarettes.

"You're just in luck, I have two left! Go ahead be my guest!" Melven pulled out a cig and tossed the other to Lucky, "So who might you be? From Station Square as well or are you one of the Overlander refugees?"
TBC

Lucky looked at him with a blank confused expression.

"Huh?", Josh asked now a bit confused. " Refugee? when where we attacked? Im with the United States military we were conducting training exercises in the Mountains and someone shot us down. What is station square? knothole? seriously where are we? North carolina, tennesee? are you the rescue party? Whats an overlander? and what part of the military is gun?"

He took the cigarette and lit it off one of the small fires that was smoldering away.

Melven looked at the stranger quite puzzeled.
"Heh? Now you're confusing me!" Melven laughed a little anxious laugh, "First I don't even know what a "North Carolina" is, secondly ,and I assure you, There were no "training" exercises being conducted in the immediate vicinity! Are you sure you didn't receive a blow to your head or something?"
Melven follwed suit to Luck and lit up his cig in the same fashion, again. Rawlings motioned Melven towards him.
"Yeas?" Melven said.
"Do you remember the distortion?" the pilot asked.
"Uh-huh."
"Well I was just curious on where it is at! If we were following our directions correctly we couldn't be to far off! It's also likely that the Freedom Fighters have gotten wind of it!"
"Possible? Hell it's in their back yard! If they were curious at all they should've been here a while ago!"
"Exactly my point!"
"What point?"
"That our coordiantes were off! Instead we trace down a wrecked soldier, a lone survivour if I gather by seeing the bodies! Perhaps this man was affected by the distortion in some way and crashed several kilometer's away from the center!"
"Do you supose he could've been from the distortion?"
"You might want to think so, but the distortion wasn't as large as one you would see leading to other zones so I highly doubt it!"
"Great we've got an amnesiac on our hands!"
Melven turned back to Lucky.
"So uh, what's your name?" Melven asked faintly.

TBC

"Some people call me josh and some people call me lucky", He answered."Pic whichever one you want."

"Ah..ow", A pain shot through his rib cage and he dropped to one knee. Once it quit he stood back up,"So by distortion do you mean weird lightning storm. Cause we had one helluva show during this flight... well... until something or someone shot us down. Seriously where am I and what is going on. Who are the freedom fighters? A guerilla warfare group? Rebels?"

"My freind you mean to tell me you've forgotten all about the Freedom Fighters?" Melven said with a smirk as his mind slipped back to this man coming from another world, "You know the rebel group who stands up to the evil Dr. Robotnik who is always trying to conquor our peaceful planet of Mobius! Their main fighter is a blue hedgehog by the name of Sonic. Ring any bells?"
TBC

Lucky looked at the scientist cocked and eyebrow then turned to the other soldier and smirked, "Sounds like someones watching too much science fiction. Ok jokes over seriously where on earth are we."

He turned to go look at something and it hit him. He looked at the robot on the ground then to the soldiers patches.

"Ah sh*t. Un F$%^#ing believable.", He groaned to himself.

The rifles safety clicked off.

"Ok where are we. What are you doing here. and you are going to have to brief me on this stuff your telling me. But most importantly where can we go that is safe?", Josh asked.

"Well I already tol-"
Melven was interuppted by a clanging sound in the distance. It sounded as if pieces of metal were grinding together.
"Well it looks as if Eggman wasn't too far off!" Rawlings exclaimed.
Melven turned back to Josh, "Well Lucky it seems we are in danger! I'll explain the rest to you later, but right now I sugesst we high tail it to Knothole! The Freddom Fighters deal in this kind 'o' thang! Well what do ya' say?"

"Ok. lets go. First I got to make sure there is nothing left for anyone to use."

Lucky grabbed a canister from off of his vest and pulled a pin and tossed it into the cabin of the helicopter.

"RUN!", lucky exclaimed as he hauled ass out of the area. looking back to make sure melvin and the soldier followed.

Melven noticed the canister go into the chopper's cabin.
"RUN!" he heard Lucky yell as he took off.
Melven grabbed Rwlings and bolted of after him.
"What the hell? That explosion is just going to garner up more unwanted attention!" Melven exclaimed as the explosion rocketed throughout the background, "Robotnik will be down upon the Great Forest before sunset!"

Lucky slowed down and waited for melvin and the soldier

"Ok you take the lead. It was necessary to insure robotnik or whatever his name is couldnt use any of the materials in his favor.", Lucky explained.

"Alrighty then!" Melven said as he smiled, "We're close to Knothole now, but I can't tell you how far or in which direction it's located! This forest is kinda big and without proper tools it's real easy to get lost!"
"Well didn't you bring your GPS, chief?" Rawlings asked.
"Yeah I did but it was trashed in the crash!" he looked over at Lucky, "Say you wouldnt happen to have anything we could use?"

Lucky pulled a small gps from his pack.
"Well I dont know if this will work but we can try it. it being made in a different world and all.", He said as he tossed it to melvin.

He waited.

ooc: Writers block If Im slow to respond its because Im getting ready to deploy and or in transit. lol

"Well then lets see what we have here!" Melven took the Earthly GPS and gave it a scan, "It certainly looks different than the GPS we use here, but maybe we could put it to use!"
Melven found the power switch and swirched it on. Sure enough the screen flashed to life with an error message.
"Well then, guess that's it!" Rawlings said a little dismayed, "We'll starve to death out here in this forest!"
"Calm down!" Meleven said reassuringly as he began to fidget with the various buttons on the device, "It should be no problem to re route GUN's satillite feed to this GPS. We'll just make it work! See!" The GPS then displayed a map of the area they were currently in, "What did I tell ya'? Knothole is Northwest from our current location! It should take us roughly around an hour to make it the secret village!"
Before Melven began to move there was another explosion echoing from the wreckage they had previously been at!

"Damn! Eggman sure doens't waste any time does he!" the group turned around and braced for an attack from another squad of SWATs making their way towards them!

OOC: Thats fine! the real world always come before the cyber one always, and I'll alwasy be here to respond when your ready!

lucky turned back to them

"Keep moving. I've got something for them.",

Josh waited for melvin and the other soldier to start moving and then kneeled down. He layed a claymore next to a tree then placed the trip wire across the path. He picked up his rifle and ran to catch up.

"If I were you guys I would run alot faster.", He said looking back "Theres about to be some big fireworks."

"What are you-" Melven was once again cut short as a SWAT marched right into the range of the claymore. A violent explosion echoed throughout the forest as the blast ruptured the cores within the droids in turn causing them to explode as well. A viscious chain reaction soon followed emitting a fireball miles into the air.
Melven and Rawlings' faces were black with debris and ash.
"DAYMN!" Rawlings said admireing Lucky's handiwork, "They'll be lucky if any bot survived that plosion!"
"Umm..." Melven said as he saw more metallic figures in the background nearing their position, "I think we should continue forward! Knothole shouldn't be to far now! The bots are built tough but lack when it comes to speed!"

"If you liked that your gonna love this", Lucky huffed as he ran.

He stopped for a second turned and pulled the trigger on the 40mm grenade launcher. There was and audible "fwoomp" followed by loud but smaller explosion this time around. He switched his rifle to burst and popped a few more shots off hitting two of the swat bots in the face shield sending them sparking to the ground.

"Ok I'm done playing.", he smiled as he ran to catch up to the others.

ooc: Im still deployed so I wont be able to post everyday. It could be as much as a week in between post.

OOC: sorry bout my delay my time is limited on here as well!

IC:
Melven watched Lucky attack the pursuers as Rawlings frantically tried to hide from the bots!
"Why you acting so scared all the time Rawl? Where's your lilitary training, son?" Melven growled as he grabbed Rawilngs by the collar and thrust him infront toward their destination! "Come on!" Melven shouted at Lucky, "It's just ahead! The Freedom Fighters will take care of the rest of these bots! Ha, hope they don't mind!" A samll hut on the outskirts of the village came into view "Well then it seems we were closer than I thought! I can already see one there houses!" He shouted at Lucky not sure if he heard the scientist!
TBC

lucky slung his rifle back over his shoulder and ran to catch up with the other two.

"Your holding us back.", He joked as he grabbed rawlings by the other arm.

"SHI...", Lucky was cut short as his boot caught a branch sticking out of the mud and sent him face first into the moat outside knothole.