Gears of War RP, mostly for Damon Baird but also Marcus Fenix and sometimes Agustus Cole aka Cole Train. Check out my drabble collection through my pinned post. My content is intended for old ass fuckers well over 21+ Advised by @thesexyidiot
"It doesn't matter! Grab a gun and start shooting the damn thing!"
"If you shoot it it'll just get pissed off! That's a riftworm! It's how the locust create their emergence holes! Still think I'm crazy?"
"Fine, I believe you. Now how do we take it down??"
"It won't go down with bullets. We need to use the Hammer of dawn."
It's been decades since the world of Sera has known peace. Only six short weeks after the seventy nine year long Pendulum wars ended, a new enemy known as the locust emerged from underground to wipe out humanity. The locust swarm launched a global attack, killing over a quarter of the planet's population, thrusting the world into turmoil and unprecedented chaos. The CoG now fights to rid Sera of the Locust for good as the remainder of humanity fights for their own survival.
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This was supposed to be a simple smash and grab. Get the blueprints of the place, locate the objective, nab it and run.
In and out.
Easy enough, right?
Nope.
There was a security program that had been running passively in the background that not even the team’s AI had detected while pilfering the system and she had Forerunner code built directly into her matrix. Alarms began to blare loudly, alerting the Prometheans of offending intruders, once the data left its protective, holographic casing. Their fireteam leader quickly placed a hand on the terminal and green pixels flowed up her gauntleted arm and into a slot on the back of her helmet indicating their AI had come home. Without another word, the trio of Spartan IVs took off, wanting to be as far away from this place as physically possible.
Red blips began pinging off their motion trackers during their flight through the ancient complex and the digitized roars of anger echoed off down the halls. Their AI, Noesis, was still tapped into the local network and began to shut down the massive gray-white doors to cut off their pursuers or at the very least slow them down.
Evac was well on the other side of the facility in the form of a D79-TC Pelican dropship. Their pilot, Spartan Kent, had already activated the autopilot, calling the dropship in closer as the LZ was going to be hot by the time they got to it. A pair of beam turrets popped up in front of bulkhead doors at the end of one hall and began firing white-hot lasers at the fleeing super soldiers, forcing them off their current path and to take a hard right down another hallway to avoid being melted down to slag.
A Promethean Knight had sprung forward seemingly out of nowhere toward the Spartans as they attempted to dodge the turret fire and had nearly pinned their XO to the wall with its gun when it received a shotgun shell to the side of its head. With the creature down, they continued onward with their flight.
“Finally! We’re almost out of here!” came the Spartan to their XO’s left. Her IFF transponder marked her as Cordova, Caterina A.
“About time. I think we’ve really riled up the locals. Kent,” their fireteam leader replied then glanced to the right at their other squad mate. “Kent, once we get out, get that pelican ready for transport. We need to get the hell out of here ASAP before they call in for more reinforcements. Last thing we need is for the Storm Covies clogging up the air.”
“Way ahead of you, ma’am!” came her companion’s reply.
Just as they reached the last stretch, however, a Promethean had teleported meters away from the exit and brought an Incineration Cannon up to bear. The weapon began to charge, red light glowing like death. Right as the thing fired, their commander cried out, “Move it!”, before diving out of the way herself. The creature must’ve been in the local network as well as it was fighting for control over the doorways and cut the commander off from the other two. She rolled up onto her feet just in time to jerk to the side to avoid another blast.
“Commander?! Auri-?”
“Hey, you still-?”
“Get outside! I’ll meet you at the LZ. This place is going to be crawling with Knights shortly. I don’t want them bringing down our bird before we even get out of here,” she called back over their COMMs.
Spartan Kent paused briefly before responding so his counterpart took over. “Yes ma’am! Noesis is still feeding us a map of the area and there’s another exit out here. We’ll see you outside.”
“Copy!”
The Knight attempted to fire on the Spartan once more and just before it released the trigger, a well thrown grenade took it out of its misery. Reloading her weapons and taking a quick stock of what was leftover, Noesis, the team’s AI, wormed her way past the defenses the Knight had thrown up and unlocked one doorway, placing a waypoint that led to the exit on the Spartan’s HUD. The commander took off and was forced to double back twice due to an influx of hostiles. Out of nowhere, a brilliant flash of blue and black lit up a doorway to the Four’s left. Hovering there, of its own volition apparently, was a portal. She was really backed into a corner right now, with Prometheans encroaching on her location. The construct hiding within her helmet was already following her line of thought before the woman even voiced her plan.
“Commander, as much as I’d like to be out of here, we don’t know where that portal leads,” Noesis protested.
“Anywhere’s better than here. They’re already starting to wrest control from you and you’ve already transferred over the data to Roland, right?” Auri had already started to back up toward the swirling vortex. Sure enough, another entrance on the far side of the room had opened up, revealing a mass of very angry Promethean Knights who thought they had the human cornered.
“Yes but…” the AI said, her sentence petering off. Oh hell. Her Spartan had already made up her mind and there was no changing it. “I’m notifying the others and I don’t think these Knights are going to wait much longer!” Moments before the Forerunner constructs could pounce, the Spartan dove into the portal’s center and her world went black and the machine shut off.
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She could feel her body being spun this way and that. Her skin being tugged hard off her bones as she fell end over end. Or so it seemed.
Auri’s shields flared up as an unknown source drained the batteries until they cracked and died for a few seconds, the annoying alarm blaring right in her ear. Her equilibrium was way off and it felt as though she remained within the portal network for far longer than before although she couldn’t tell how much time had passed since she had taken the plunge.
Without warning, a hole suddenly opened up and spat her out into the dirt rather unceremoniously. The Spartan rolled to a stop, head spinning violently and she swallowed down the urge to throw up. Any attempt at getting to her feet were met with major protest as her vision swam sickeningly. Shutting her eyes tightly against the light filtering through her faceplate, the commander took in a few slow, deep breaths before rising up to her knees carefully. Her stomach was still her throat and her head throbbed something awful but she was alive and surprisingly in one piece. A few meters away from her, the portal floated and seemed to shudder. Had the Spartan not been paying attention, she wouldn’t have caught that slight waver that indicated something was off.
“Okay, good. You’re alright,” came her AI’s soft voice. “We may have a tail. Prometheans may have followed us and… I don’t think that portal is going to last much longer. We need to get clear of the blast radius and into cover.” Noesis sounded almost distracted and for a second, the Four couldn’t pin down what had caught her attention.
“Great… You don’t have to tell me twice,” Auri replied, turned around to get moving and stopped.
Cole should have been paying attention to Auri with great appreciation for her speed and her moves. Outrunning a Brumak and jumping on the back of a moving Dill was a feat all on its own. Instead he stared at the smoldering crater where the hammer missed its mark, contemplating his own game plan if they needed to fight the brumak the hard way. The moment Auri's hands touched down however, he stooped down to help the Spartan anchor herself to the Dill's hatch.
Baird was focused entirely on the tac-com screen, watching their shrinking window's timer count down. "TWENTY SECONDS!"
"KEEP US STEADY DOM!" Marcus had an uncanny way of making himself the loudest thing in the immediate area.
"I'm trying man!"
"FIFTEEN-"
"BAIRD SHUT UP!"
Marcus took another breath held it and squeezed the trigger once more. The laser's bright red beam illuminated the brumak's massive chest piece as the beacon beeped and locked. The hammer's satellite's transmitted the devastating beam to the planet's surface. Four powerful lights formed together into a massive ray of raw power that tore through the skin of the brumak's shoulder, instantly charring it like it was made of paper.
Success. Finally.
But Marcus wouldn't be celebrating any small victory, holding the beams on the brumak while moving was a skill of focus. He kept the hammer's sights on the brumak as its rider pushed the beast through the pain to continue its pursuit of their enemy. Within another breath, the hammer slowly sliced through its neck and over its rider's mantle, singing the grub to a dark smoldering pile of ash. The brumak managed a third of one final step before it stumbled forward on its face, clipping the rear body panel of the Dill on its way down. The sudden shift in direction sent the Dill into an unexpected drift into the rough uneven rocky terrain of the road's shoulder.
Dom's grip on the wheel was knuckle white as he fought against the steering wheel's pulling and jerking. Marcus, nearly dropped the homing pistol when the Dill hit a large boulder and bounced in the air. Baird felt himself get tossed against the frame of the Dill and his safety belt. Cole gripped onto Auri and the hand grip of the hatch, determined to hold on even through the thrashing. There was a metallic snap as the front end slammed hard into ground and bounced into a short rock face under a tree then came to a sudden halt.
"Shit!" Dom slammed the steering wheel with his hands and killed the engine. He had been in enough failed vehicles to recognize the familiar sag of the front right suspension. He looked over his shoulder at the rest of Delta. "I think we snapped the shocks." Baird was going to love that.
Marcus stood straight and looked around the squad. "Is everyone okay?"
As if things couldn’t get any worse. Auri thought she was about to nearly crush the metal handle she was hanging onto and barely had the wherewithal to keep herself from harming Cole as the Dill spun out of control. She could feel Dom struggling to right their transport and prevent them from rolling before they finally, finally, slammed hard into a tree trunk with a horrendous bang. Her stomach threatened to jump into her throat now that they ceased moving.
Carefully extricating herself from her cramped position within the back hatch, Auri pushed herself outside and dropped onto the ground. She leaned forward, breathing through the nausea that attempted, for a third time within the last few minutes, to overwhelm her. Once she was certain she wasn’t about to lose the remains of her dinner from the night before, she cast a look back at the damaged Dill.
Well, shit.
Her attention flicked to Marcus then back the way they’d just came and the smoking corpse of the Brumak and rider that had been chasing them.
“I’m good, Sarge,” she said, sucking in a breath and let it out slowly through her teeth.
It looked like they were going to be walking back to base now. At least they were alive. And sore.
Fuck was she sore. Her body ached all to hell and not just from that ride from hell she just exited. It was bound to get worse in the morning. “Is… is everyone else in one piece?”
A steady plume of smoke billowed from the engine of the Dill as everyone found their footing again. The energy between the squad mates began to down turn into an adrenaline crash. It was going to be a long walk home and they were going to need every bit of energy to make the trip.
"I'm in one piece." Answered Marcus confidentially as he rose to his feet.
"Same here." Dom added climbing out of the driver's seat at a snail's pace.
Cole let out an energized woot, determined to stay positive. "All good baby! Where you at, Damon?"
"I've been better. But you know who's not in one piece??" Baird reached down and held up the small battered bot lacking some of its armor plating. "Jack."
"Awww no. Poor little guy's gonna need a lot of work." Cole gave the bot a reassuring pat. "Don't worry Damon'll fix you right up."
"He needs replacement plating, a new arm, rotors, a headlamp. It's gonna take weeks." Baird groaned in complaint, holding the little bot up and giving it a thorough once over. "Why'd you do it Jack?"
"Aw he was just trying to protect his papa." teased Cole with a small grin.
"Where am I gonna get the parts to fix him? They don't exactly mass manufacture these models anymore."
"We'll think about that later." Marcus interjected. "Right now we gotta find our way back."
"That's gonna be a long walk, Marcus." Dom pointed out as his boots touched the ground.
"We don't have much choice. The ravens can't come this far in without running into the seeders."
"A little walking never hurt anyone." Cole answered, taking it all in stride.
"Oh yeah sure. A little walk right through Locus territory. What could go wrong that hasn't already gone wrong?"
"We move fast and keep a low profile." Marcus stepped in, voice firm and under control. "The longer we take to get moving the longer we'll take to get back."
Oh yeah alsp the big dudes who are Like building in Gow 4 yknow. The big dudes. We really like the shepherds though.....something something nervous blush at the masses ig? 😭
putting an utterly horrible thing my friend would say under cut :3
