Firstlly, thanks to everyone for their support about the job. I think the situation ihas been resolved. x
Secondly... Skinny Puppy rule!!!!!!
Paris:
Saturday, Kinto and I gathered force to instigate action and attacked the north coast of France in a subterranium splinter movement. Finding no resistence we pushed onto Paris itself. Having arrived in the heart of France, our task found cover and dug into a fox hole on the Rue Dunkirk (I shit ye not) With the memory of our forefathers ringing proud in our ears we made ready for a recki of the area to establish our situation.
For the most part we slipped unnoticed through the streets and initially drew no fire. The locals were very obliging and supplied us with excellent beef and a local drink called 'Vin'. After further information gathering we met up with our Resistence contact, code-named
Arrow I have never met an agent so confident in urban operations with so fine a knowladge of Resistence safe houses.
That evening passed peacefully enough until just before night watch I was hit by an enemy sniper parading as a taxi driver. His round passed through my combat trousers destroying 90 Euros and all my Magnetic Strip Currencies. Radio contact with headquaters confirmed that they were now unusable; preventing them from falling into the wrong hands. Kinto dragged me from the line of fire and I limped back to our foxhole, seriously demorolised.
Determined to press forward to our Alpha rendevous I picked up my spirits and Kinto split his rations so that I might continue to fight beside him. And so Sunday morning was spent neutralising the area around our rendevous and by 1500 hours we were in position to meet the other troops and ready to ambush. As we sat, displaying the secret mark of the nose ring, other forces rallied round our flag and we established some strong commraderies with fighting forces. at 1800 our agent friend arrived again to guide our way and lay down covering fire in the oncoming battle.
Whilst in dep cover we were fortunate enough to meet our Premier Leader who is known only as Oghre. The blood of the troops was raised by this and the hum of 900 brave men and women was heard by 2100 hours when we pushed through to present arms.
By 2300 hours, we were in fully fledged battle; Ohgre leading the way. There was much smoke, blood and ash on this unique man.
Arrow and I stood ground together in a high vantage point, breathing in the fight whilst Kinto boldly threw himself in to the frey. There were, as expected, high casualties but the high training of our team kept us alive.
After almost 2 hours of the most intense fighting I have ever seen, Oghre emerged victorious to the ringing sounds of two encores and celebratory laser shots passed close over head.
After replenshing nearby we pulled back to Arrow's headquaters deep in the deserted centre of Paris and slept the sleep of victors enjoying the spoils of war. This agent's name will be carved in history for her aid and hospitality.
Escape was swift and wounds were rife but we returned to our allies this morning.
Skinny Puppy Army - 1
French Bouncers - 0
Secondly... Skinny Puppy rule!!!!!!
Paris:
Saturday, Kinto and I gathered force to instigate action and attacked the north coast of France in a subterranium splinter movement. Finding no resistence we pushed onto Paris itself. Having arrived in the heart of France, our task found cover and dug into a fox hole on the Rue Dunkirk (I shit ye not) With the memory of our forefathers ringing proud in our ears we made ready for a recki of the area to establish our situation.
For the most part we slipped unnoticed through the streets and initially drew no fire. The locals were very obliging and supplied us with excellent beef and a local drink called 'Vin'. After further information gathering we met up with our Resistence contact, code-named
Arrow I have never met an agent so confident in urban operations with so fine a knowladge of Resistence safe houses.
That evening passed peacefully enough until just before night watch I was hit by an enemy sniper parading as a taxi driver. His round passed through my combat trousers destroying 90 Euros and all my Magnetic Strip Currencies. Radio contact with headquaters confirmed that they were now unusable; preventing them from falling into the wrong hands. Kinto dragged me from the line of fire and I limped back to our foxhole, seriously demorolised.
Determined to press forward to our Alpha rendevous I picked up my spirits and Kinto split his rations so that I might continue to fight beside him. And so Sunday morning was spent neutralising the area around our rendevous and by 1500 hours we were in position to meet the other troops and ready to ambush. As we sat, displaying the secret mark of the nose ring, other forces rallied round our flag and we established some strong commraderies with fighting forces. at 1800 our agent friend arrived again to guide our way and lay down covering fire in the oncoming battle.
Whilst in dep cover we were fortunate enough to meet our Premier Leader who is known only as Oghre. The blood of the troops was raised by this and the hum of 900 brave men and women was heard by 2100 hours when we pushed through to present arms.
By 2300 hours, we were in fully fledged battle; Ohgre leading the way. There was much smoke, blood and ash on this unique man.
Arrow and I stood ground together in a high vantage point, breathing in the fight whilst Kinto boldly threw himself in to the frey. There were, as expected, high casualties but the high training of our team kept us alive.
After almost 2 hours of the most intense fighting I have ever seen, Oghre emerged victorious to the ringing sounds of two encores and celebratory laser shots passed close over head.
After replenshing nearby we pulled back to Arrow's headquaters deep in the deserted centre of Paris and slept the sleep of victors enjoying the spoils of war. This agent's name will be carved in history for her aid and hospitality.
Escape was swift and wounds were rife but we returned to our allies this morning.
Skinny Puppy Army - 1
French Bouncers - 0
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Hope your return to the big smoke is going well!