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Here's my story idea: Earth is in a war against aliens. These aliens are called Trigonians. There are hundreds of different alien species out there, some of them involved n the war, some not. It's mostly the humans vs the trigonians, but both sides have intergalactic allies. The trigonian's allies include the mysterious Spartans, (who are artificial intelligence combat robots from a distant galaxy) the Rebels, more humanoid looking. They belive that they are superior to all other species. They are covered in tough, dark flesh, have big teeth, and are about nine feet tall. They have ferocious-looking talons. The humans' allies include the Predecessors. They are very tall aliens. They are the wisest and most peaceful species in the universe. They are at average a little smaller than the Rebels. This war takes place in 3086, so it is naturally more high tech. The government has started amping up its military with weapons like laser sniper guns, supersoldiers, space fighters, etc. Here is the character sheet with my character: (Please no overpowered charries!)
Name: (Jim Coleman)
Age : 14
species: Human
Personality: Funny, kind. Though he has a dark secret that is his weakness.
Branch of the military: (Now, you can be from any military you want, like the Predecessor military, but please put their skills here. Or you can make up your own. I made up a few for you.) Combat Drone Corps. (These guys fly space and/or airborn drones whose weapons vary with the pilot. They fly them using high tech 'gauntlet' remote controls worn on wrists or by using computers that attach themselves to their suits.
Dementology Lab: These science and math experts study dimentional travel to aid in sneak attacks.
The X branch: In 2092, the Predecessors created organic, super powered creatures that look somewhat like dragons. These creatures are designed with the same brain waves as a chosen Predecessor soldier. They can speak telepathically with each other and can share thoughts. The Predecessors shared the info on how to create these war machines with humans, and now they are doing the same with their soldiers. (This is the branch my charrie is in.) Okay, I've talked enough. Now, you can make up your own military branch, be a sniper, be a supersoldier, whatever you want. Or you can be in one of the branches listed above. Please choose only one.
submitted by Will T., age 14, GA
(March 11, 2015 - 8:13 am)
(March 11, 2015 - 8:13 am)
Awesome guys!
(March 15, 2015 - 9:50 pm)
Diviako~
Within minutes, a squadron of Predecessor ships is ready for takeoff. I lead the pilots to the top of the Predecessor Base, where they enter the ships and put on their helmets.
The helmets allow them to steer the ship with their mind by tracking their brainwaves. If any pilot goes unconscious, the helmet will detect the decrease in brainwaves and switch to autopilot. The helmets also all have communication devices, so all of the pilots can talk to each other while in flight.
The ships zoom off of Prodavus, the home planet of the predecessors,which also happens to be in the same solar system as the X Branch millitary base. It is quite visible even now, hanging in space like a giant X, each one of its four arms being a different wing.
"Sergeant, I've done a scan of the area and detected a squadron of twenty Trigonian ships moving rapidly towards the training wing of the X Branch base. Over." The staticky voice of one of my soldiers sounds in my ears.
"Copy that," I reply. "Men, be prepared for anything. The Trigonian ships are very un-"
Before I can finish, a massive bomb missile hurls at me from out of no where. I barrel roll, just barely dodging it. All twenty Trigonian ships have materialized in a ring surrounding my squadron without any warning. And they're all armed with bomb missiles.
"VERY UNPREDICTABLE! OVER!"
After I finish my message, everything turns to chaos. One of my men gets hit and spirals down towards Prodavus, but we still seem to have the advantage. Three Zarakickers meet their targets, vaporizing the Trigonians out of existence.
As the battle rages on, I see two Trigonian ships flying unnoticed towards the millitary training facility of the X branch base, missiles aimed at it. I can't let them damage it! I quickly zoom after them, but the tricksters pull up at the last second, causing me to rocket uncontrollably towards the thick glass window of the X branch training facility.
I slam painfully into the glass.
(March 15, 2015 - 10:05 pm)
I sit in the shadows of the trigonian ship, waiting. Suddenly I shoot my tranquilizer at the pilot and take the controls, turning the ship to face the other trigonians.
I have the element of surprise. I take twelve out, but-
A bomb shatters my windshield, throwing me out of the ship.
Aqans need air.
Humans need air.
I can't breathe.
Darkness.
Another ship.
Shards of glass.
Slipping into an artificial atmosphere....
I can breathe-
But darkness.
Sweet darkness.
I let go, and barely notice myself being picked up by a man with the badge of a commader of some sorts.
(March 16, 2015 - 7:57 pm)
Tim~
A massive crash echoed through the walls of the X branch.
The first trigonian ship bomb had hit!
It had been about a month since Tim and his Terracrone had met. They did most everything together, trained, ate, or at least did things that Terracrones can do. Being very large in size, terracrones can't fit in smaller spaces. Anyway, the base is being attacked. Tim and his terracrone charged through the passages of the base towards the docking bridge. When they made it, Tim jumped onto I sterracrone's back and out they went. Now, it is true that there is no gravity in space, but Tim's terracrone (Tim calls him Clifford because of his red color and his hugeness. Cliff for short.) has large claws and is very speedy so he just climbed up the side of the base with no problem. The first trigonian ship went into a nose dive at the duo, but Cliff just released a ball of flame at the thing and blew it to smitherines. Just then, Tim looked over is shoulder and saw a Predecessor ship crashed into the base. Something was moving inside...
"Let's go Cliff!" Tim called. "That predecessor is still alive in that crash, he needs help!"
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Sorry if my post sounds a bit weird! My brain is dead!
(March 16, 2015 - 9:23 pm)
Somebody please post!!!
(March 20, 2015 - 8:52 pm)
Jim-
When Jim finnally MADE it to the wreckage, he pulled the cockpit door open and saw the predecesor lying unconscious in the seat. He pulled it out and layed it on Cliff's back. The creature's eyes fluttered open.
"Who-who are you?" The e creature asked.
"I'm a friend. Are you hurt badly?" Answered Jim.
"No, no, I think i'm okay." He sat up shakely. "Look out!" The predexesor whipped out an incenorater gun and shot just past Jim's head. He spun around just in time to see the remains of a rebel fighter craft spiral ouf of the air.
"Thanks. That was a close one. Good shot by the way."
"Thank you human. However, before we begin celebrating, perhaps we should stop the rebels from completely wiping out your facillity."
"Good point. Shall we go?" said Jim.
"Yes, that might be the correct firm of action to take."
With that,they trio charged back into battle.
(March 21, 2015 - 8:53 pm)
WHAT HAPPENED TO EVERYBODY!?!?!
(March 23, 2015 - 9:10 pm)
I'm sorry! I'm honestly waiting for someone to find my charrie, because I have no idea who'd find her!
(March 24, 2015 - 3:03 pm)
Jim-
As jim and Diviako were running down the corridors of compound X, two rebel troopers apeared ahead of them. Jim quickly blasted one of the rebels. Diviako pulled ojt a strange-looking weapon from his utility belt and fired it. A blue-colored blast isued from it, evaporating the other trooper. "How did you do that?" asked Jim in awe . Diviako grinned."Predecesors are not without their sources." Just then a tremendous crash echoed through the halls of the compound and the whole buildong shook violently.
"What in the world?!?" said Diviako. Just then his radio on his belt beeped. Diviako picked it up and presssed the e reciever. "Sir, an airship containing about one hundred troops and five drone pilots has just crashed right into the space station. We have rescued most of the troops from the wreckage, but two of the drone pilots are missing. The wreckge has started a massive fire that we fear may endanger the lives of all on board. We need help!" Dibiako pressed the transmitter. "Understood, we will make our way towards your position to assist you with the pilot search. Over." Jim and his friend charged back the way they came, headed towards the crash.
(March 26, 2015 - 9:02 pm)