Sutoratosu

We will never speak of that ever again, Soldier. It never happened as far as I'm concerned. I like the way you think, Sergeant Chimchain.

Your intentions are well meant, Soldier, but that font size is Overkill.

Soldier, you ever address me as that, and I will court martial you. The mission stands firm, Cadet, don't you worry your little head about it.

Soldiers, Stratos just had a rage quit after reading all this and realizing he needs to tear apart and reconstruct Mareek's team again. I hope your happy. Well, Soldiers. Guess I might as well take care of this for the mad man while he's raging: Here's the kid's team... Azumarill ... ... ... You know what, soldiers? no. I'm refusing to comply with this. Stratos may want to have some set in stone plan now, but he's not here. Lightning is quick and spontaneous, Cadets, and that's how Mareek's team is going to be assembled: Based on what it needs at that particular moment in order to adapt and be effective on the field of battle. But The Mega Scizor still stands, Soldiers.

It may not be against the rules soldier, but it's still despicable the way you took advantage of your Comrade's solemn trust in you as their Auction Representative and royally fucked them over. You EVER try that type of bullshit in Vermilion, and I will Zap you into paralysis, Maggot, If not worse.

Soldiers, you all fought well. The treacherous stunt Sir_Bagel pulled at tonight's auction was beyond lower than low. I'm just here to say: if you're thinking about coming over to Vermilion, know you'll be welcomed with open arms. And Traitors always get their Just desserts in my city. ALWAYS.

You get Rupees mostly by posting on these here forums, Cadet. So get to it.

5/10 Soldier, get yourself something more realistic looking.

More like this, Soldier: Don't go catching everything and anything that moves. Pace yourself well.

Sergeant Chimchain, might I suggest you simply initiate a massive timeskip for RoG in order to catch them up and then simply send a PM to all relevant players giving a basic explanation of the events that would've transpired during said skipped time period

"Then follow closely," Anansi ordered, walking over off towards the bridge that the group had used to get from the cliff face to the city outskirts. He leapt the massive gap in a single bound, landing on the other side and turning back to face the warriors. He raised one of his front legs, a white spindly arm growing out of the joint and waving it's hand in a beckoning motion to the travelers. The nagas cast weary glances at their commander, curious as to how to proceed. "The truce ssstill sstandsss firm," he said, picking up Stratos, once again, and slinging the Legend over his back effortlessly as he started off after Anansi. The rest of his troop followed behind silently, soon leaving the four men and Absalom standing there alone. They'd have to hurry if they didn't want to be left behind.

Mareek stared off as the fireworks died down in the distance, watching Prof. Cadmus as he grew smaller and smaller, running towards the area. "Looks like someone's gone and done something stupid," he sighed to Collin. "The fact that the professor was running rather than walking probably proves it." then to Java: "Get the Dex, Java... guess we might as well follow him and see what's going on." The Porygon responded by using a low intensity Psybeam on the pokedex over on the rock, drawing it back towards Mareek through the air like a makeshift tractor beam. The young trainer snatched it up the moment it was in reach and stowed it back into his pocket. "Are you coming, or what?" he asked Collin, walking off in the same direction that the professor had just ran, Java hovering close behind.

That actually seems to be very creative, Cadet.

Yup, skipped right over the dragon question...and keeps trying to change the subject. Whatever. Mareek again chimed in his thoughts. "Eventually, yeah," he said in response to Collin's question. "Though, obviously I'll need to find a metal coat somewhere before that'll be possible." Java hovered over and nudged him on the shoulder just then, as if trying to remind him of it's own evolutionary requirement. "And I'll have to get an up-grade for this one," he continued, nodding to the porygon. "Though I already have a pretty good idea of who might be able to help me with that...."

"Lionel Carter!" Surge called next. only a few more packs to go...

Here's a few ideas from myself, Soldiers: Dragon/ Electric Grass/ Electric (This one right here I especially want to see in the future...) Water/ Electric Psychic/ Electric Rock/ Electric Electric/ Rock Electric/ Dark Electric/ Fighting (I need to have a few... words with GameFreak as to why the Electivire line didn't get this...) Electric/ Fire (Ever heard of a Coal Power Plant?) Noticing a theme here, cadets?

Soldier, Stratos resolved these as the methods of official address during his mission: For RP hosts in their OCCs: Sergeant For Addressing individuals in leadership positions in comp battling: Captain For addressing Hukuna: Commander, because he asked to be called it For Addressing regular members: Soldier/ Cadets For Addressing Players in RPs Controlled by Stratos: Cadets/ Soldiers For Addressing Admins and mods Other than Commander Hukuna: Sir/ Mam For Addressing Ame: Possibly 'Madam President'; Stratos was not able to make up his mind on this one however. For Addressing Players of the Surge Story RP in the Surge Story OCC: Spark Alpha

I've restrained Anver's actions for the sake of not drawing attention, Sergeant. There's no point in doing something rash that will draw the notice of every single party goer present when things can be kept as simple and discrete as waiting till the after hours and 86ing the bar tender silently as he's leaving for home.

"Sid Maelstrom!" Surge continued, holding out yet another Pack and gun.

encase you were wondering why you're drop off zone was over a mile from the target location: it's a precaution in order to preserve the quarantine, soldiers.

"You're the only one left, Quiet." Jace said, turning his attention on the shrouded gun slinger. "Don't think anyone's exempt from this." Quiet, true to his namesake, said nothing in response. He stood there, analyzing Jace, his mouth hidden by his sterling black cloth and his eyes obscured by his shades. It was impossible to tell what he might be thinking. "Not going to introduce yourself?" Jace asked, his voice getting a bit more force behind it. "Alright then, I was hoping I wouldn't have to treat anyone here like a goddamn three year old, but looks like I have no choice but to for you." He walked up to quiet, rifle strapped to his belt and helm still in his arm. He glared hard at the Mysterioso. "Introduce yourself to your comrades now, that is an order, soldier." "If I refuse?" Lance asked suddenly. "what will you do, kill me for insubordination?" "It is a simple order, soldier!" Jace said angrily. "I have already explained why such social isolationism cannot work on a team. But if you're so dead set on being such a cryptic loner..." Before Bane could even finish, Lance had whirled out a pistol from beneath his shroud quick as lightning and held the end of the barrel at his face, finger on the trigger and safety flicked off. "Fine, I'll introduce myself." he said, still holding the gun at his CO. "My name is Lance Quiet but you may address me simply as quiet." he took the gun away from Jace's face and whirled it in his hands, stowing it back in his shroud just as quickly as he had drawn it. there was a silent click as he flicked the safety back on before withdrawing his hand. He spoke in a clear monotone, for some reason it seemed that having the shrawl over his mouth didn't do anything to muffle his voice. "And I will give all of you one warning, and one warning only. Do not get on the wrong end of my pistols, because I can guarantee you that if you do, I'll be far more dangerous than anything you might encounter beyond Eden." He turned his attention to Bane next. "That good enough for you, Major Jace?" "You will address me properly, Quiet," Jace snarled. "And if you EVER point a gun at me again while I am serving as the Commanding officer of this Mission, you will be brought up on High Treason Charges and executed the moment we return to Esperanza. The Minister of Defense has complete footage and audio of your actions just now and will have a team of fully armed SFs waiting to either arrest or eliminate you as necessary if there are any more issues that arise. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?" "Yes sir," Quiet said mockingly. He had to admit though, this kid was holding up remarkably well to his subtle testing; He wasn't just some one shot wonder...This man was indeed the level headed little prodigy he had heard about so often. The very fact that he hadn't lost complete control of his temper and made an outburst even after having a gun pointed at his face proved as much. Yes... he'd be able to follow orders from one like him. Jace's angry gaze lingered on Lance for a moment more, then he turned, walking away from the shrouded man and addressing the team. His rising wrath was clear in the tone of his voice, however, though he restrained himself from raising it or shouting. "Now that you all know each other's names," he began, taking the rifle from his belt and forcing the safety off. "We can now proceed to Eden. The area we are standing in right now is approximately one and a half miles south from the target. We will hike 400 meters west along the forest ridge, than turn north and hike the remaining distance north. At the site we will be met by the designated Field Expert for this mission and her assigned Body Guard. If you have any questions, as I said before, that's too damn bad. you should've asked when it was possible to refuse the task." With that he flicked a single switch on his rifle, cycling between the various modes and walking to a nearby break in the tree line. a small trail could be seen leading just beneath a large cliff face, some 20 meters high at least. "This is the path we will take," he said to the group. "Follow behind closely, safeties off. And whatever you do, don't walk single file, too easy to be picked off by predators that way." with that said he began to make his way down the trail, not bothering to check if any of the group was following him or his orders.

Sergeant Flux, My question is the same as Commander Hukuna's.

And Surge kept moving down the line, only 7 bags left. He picked up the next pack and rifle, calling out the assigned name "Jory Robertson, Step Forward!"

"Freeman, help Cannon with his pack!" Surge ordered. "Yes sir," Erick said, taking the bag from surge and holding it out to help his injured friend put it on. Surge grabbed yet another bag and modded rifle and called out the next name. "Kenneth Holmes! Step Forward!"