The unspoken battles. The silent wars. Nueva II... a Tau research planet. Several of their forces had gathered up there, ready to fight back. Humans, The Sisters of Battle, the Imperial Guard, the Blood Angels, all of them. Trying to take that planet. And then there are the damn Tyranids, trying...
John finally arrived at Tomoe's enclosure receiving strange stares by... everyone and knocked. "Hey. I know you can get out. That explosion... I know it was you. Should've made it fast. Anyways, I'm here to get you out. People still look down on me, as if I'm inferior. I want to make them pay...
It is a rp where the last of humanity, inside one, just one massive shipyard, are trying to find a suitable home. The alien race, the scourge, have destroyed earth, and most of humanity, and are now trying to erase humanity from existence. Will you succeed?
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John had long since returned to the military base, upset that he couldn't find her. He had returned to the basel, and found out that... she was captured. Serves her right. But... He was uneasy with her there. Might cause an explosion. Or worse. John started to walk there, sighing. It was right...
John just... thought. He thought of how frantic they were... like they were running from someone... don't tell anyone? Down right suspicious. Could track them... if they don't move too far.
(Oh trust me. I know tactics. If there is no where to stand on, but several people there, what do you do? Use one of the people as a sort of stool. I know my tactics. And the building, about that, another way to get to the second floor is if soldiers actually, yes, I'm saying this, get onto each...
"Everyone! Search! Now! She might've escaped... but I won't tolerate anyone like that!" He picked up his pistol, and started to search, upset. His soldiers began to move about, searching through the now destroyed building.
John suddenly couldn't... even move! He watched the ball of fire head towards him, destroying everything, and he closed his eyes. As the building exploded, he almost laughed. "Looks like she won't listen." He turned on the communicator, and sighed. "Listen everyone. We have a sort of...
"You remind me of my old self..." John chuckled a little bit. "I'm not here to hurt anyone. I was your type. Strong on the inside. Weak on the inside. You know, when people look down on you. When people fear you, they don't despise you, they fear you. I know they did." John sighed, remembering...