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[Fortis]

Why not?

Name: Fortis
Species: Hybrid
Gender: Male
Role in squad: Primary: Mental Assault Secondary: Fire support

Fortis has long been fascinated with aliens; he suspects he might have some of their DNA in his blood. He signed up with X-com for the sole reason of being able to to investigate aliens further, either on the field or back in the biology labs at base. He'd prefer to see live ones, but has no qualms about pumping a few rounds through whatever they use for vital organs. Dead aliens are almost as interesting anyway.

[The Fifth Horseman]

Report is ready. We've beaten the UFO assault (in no small part thanks to the new recruits) and several tactical missions that followed.

More are brewing, since we didn't manage to intercept the latest batch of UFOs on time.

[Fortis]

*Fortis enters the lounge.*

Fortis: Hello there.

Kugerfang: Wha? Oh, another new guy?

Fortis: That’s right. I’m Fortis. Arrived on base last night.

Kugerfang: Well, what do you think?

Fortis: Impressive. I spent quite a while at the biology labs earlier. At least until the scientists got irritated with me and kicked me out.

Kugerfang: Went to see the aliens? Those are some ugly sonova-----s we captured. I was the one who brought in the live ones.

Fortis: I also went to the vehicle bay. That was a most impressive starship you have here.

Kugerfang: The big one? That’s not ours. It belongs to GTX2GvO.

Fortis: GTX here? How the hell did X-Com afford his rates?

Kugerfang: I dunno. A word of advice, rookie: Don’t go near it.

Fortis: Oh?

Kugerfang: Yeah, he has the autopilot rigged to take any…unauthorized passengers on quite a wild ride.

Fortis: How would you know?

Kugerfang: …I saw someone else try to take it for a joyride.

Fortis: Quite a nasty joke for any of his squad mates. But at least you got his good boots.

Kugerfang: Yeah, the punk deserved- Wait! How did you know that!?

Fortis: Heh…

Kugerfang: Oh, jeez! Don’t tell me you’re another one of those annoying psychics!

Fortis: Naw, I’m just messing with you. The Chosen told me about it.

Kugerfang: I’d knew he’d talk. I’ll never go on joyrides again.

Fortis: At least you'll never eat so much pasta and meatballs before you do.

Kugerfang: You’re telling me. That was quite a mess I left in- ARGH! How are you doing that!? TC couldn’t have known that!

[GTX2GvO]

*Lounge Door opens*

Kugerfang: Oh. GTX!! Ehhm hi.. and ehh. BY!!

*Kugerfang runs out of the lounge*

GTX2GvO: Guess he got traumatized due to that ride..
Fortis: Nah.. I scared the hell out of him.. :amused:
GTX2GvO: Huh.. Who are.. Wait!! Don't I know you from somewhere??

Fortis: Saturn Station 5..
GTX2GvO: Ah.. yes.. You're that guy who wanted to know more about his heritage..
Fortis: I see you managed to get your Ship's AI up to Super Intelligent state...
GTX2GvO: Did you get that from what Kuger told you or did you got that from MY mind?? :notrust:

Fortis: Does that Matter? :wondering:
GTX2GvO: Actually.... Yes!
Fortis: Ehhm.. !!!! *Gulp* :confused: Judging by what your thinking now I better have to confess I Got that from your mind.
GTX2GvO: Then you also know what I'll do to you if I find you poking in my mind again.. :mad::mad:

Fortis: I see.. Won't happen again..
GTX2GvO: Fine! I'll probably see you on the next mission we have.
Fortis: Ehh.. I'm the mind reader here.. :worried:
GTX2GvO: Just came from a little chat with the Major. :amused:
Fortis: Oh. Right.. :notrust:

GTX2GvO: See ya on the next mission.. :amused:

*GTX2GvO Walks out of the lounge*

Fortis: I still don't get it on HOW he even manages to keep the location of his secret base a secret for me..
Fortis: I bet No-one knows it's Somewhere in the asteroid belt.. But where?
Fortis: Guess the only one who REALLY knows that location must be his ship..
Fortis: Damn..! If I could only read the mind of machines..

[AlumiuN]

*AlumiuN stands in 'bathroom'*

AlumiuN: Nice toilet. Bit roomy though. *echoes back* And I'm not sure what that suspicious looking vent labeled 'Biohazardous gas' must be for. I bet Tervez put it there to scare me. Oh well.

*zzzzzzip*
*Door opens about 50 metres away*
*THUMP*
*Door closes*

AlumiuN: Hmmm?

*turns around, sees dilapodated, phaser burned body*

AlumiuN: Gaaargh!

*zzzip*
*runs out the door, down the corridor and through the lounge*

AlumiuN: Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

Fortis: Let me guess.

*Tervez looks up from another spoon*

Tervez: Yep.
GTX2GvO: What's with him?
Tervez: You know how the weapons testing facility have nice bathrooms?
GTX2GvO: I see.

*AlumiuN runs back across lounge and straight into a carefully launched spoon*

AlumiuN: Aaaaaaaahhhhhh - ow!
Tervez: Got him again.

*AlumiuN sulks off*

*Random scientist walks in carrying a big, weird looking device*

Random: What the hell was that about?
Tervez: Go ask him. And find him a real callsign while you're at it.

*Scientist leaves. Tervez walks over, picks up spoon, and examines it carefully for a very long time*

Tervez: He can't really be made of metal. There's not a scratch on it.
GTX2GvO: You just keep on thinking that. *walks out shaking head slowly* This place is freakin' crazy.

[The Fifth Horseman]

Major Damage stared at the team. They might have succesfully captured their first alien craft, but the way they did it was a total disaster - nearly half of the troops will be confined to the medbay for a while.
He considered abandoning the assault on the remaining UFO, when a beep out of one of his uniform pockets interrupted his thoughts.

He quickly took out his omniphone to answer the call.
Phone: *unintelligible gibberish*
Mjr Damage: "Really?"
Phone: *more gibberish*
Mjr Damage: Excellent. Send them right in."
Phone: *gibberish*

Mjr Damage: You're lucky - our newest reinforcements have just arrived. I hope you'll manage the next UFO better than this one...

Three figures walk through the door into the briefing room.

The first one marches in at a brisk pace - obviously picked up in the military. What nobody was expecting is that the first soldier... is a woman.

She stops in front of Major Damage and throws a professional salute.
Arete: Recruit Arete, reporting in! Sir!

The Major nods.
Mjr Damage (to Arete): At ease, soldier.
Mjr Damage: Arete is your team's new heavy gunner. I'm sure you'll get along just fine...

Mjr Damage (to Arete): But I'd appreciate if you never again do what you did to your last commanding officer.
Arete (to Major): The slime deserved it, sir.
Mjr Damage (to Arete): I'm sure he did, but there are proper... procedures for this... sort of thing.
Mjr Damage (to Arete): If one of my men tries anything like that, just report it to me. I don't want any of them ending up... like that.
Arete (grinning innocently): Yes, Sir!
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The second recruit stands next to Arete.
AlumiuN: Recruit AlumiuN standing by, Sir.
Mjr Damage: Another Autocannon operator. May not look like much, but he's a decent guy.
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The third recruit is a bald-headed Hybrid.
Fortis: Recruit Fortis here. Just point me at whatever you want brain-dead.
Mjr Damage: Fortis was just transferred from Psi-Corps. They see him as some sort of wonder-boy there, apparently. Guess it's time to see how much all this vaunted psionic power will actually be of use in combat.
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Mjr Damage: As of now, you're going after the second UFO. And when I say "going", I mean "like the devil himself was after you". Got it?
Mjr Damage: Frag those aliens. Dismissed.

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Mission: Another UFO clearance

The area is pretty large.
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We split to cover both entrances to the craft.
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Capo storms in first and gasses the aliens.
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And then gasses them some more.
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We storm the upper level
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There is a shootout, Tervez is injured.
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More gas. Team Charlie (Arete, Fortis, Data) flanks the aliens and together all three teams mop up the surviving aliens.
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That's it for the mission.
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Remainder of the day passes out calmly, mostly because majority of the team is too messed up to do anything crazy.
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Around midnight, we receive a request from Sanctuary Clinic to check one of their buildings for a suspected infestation.

Location: Utopia Mansions (again)

The squad starts spread out. Team Alpha switches to Stun Grapples to capture any possible live specimens.
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First alien contact spotted by AlumiuN
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We close in, and Anthropods come out of hiding.
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Team Alpha gets both of them...
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...which concludes our mission.
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Here's the score.
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According to Eagle of Fire, who just reviewed the video logs of the alien incursion, the UFO which escaped hovered briefly over one of Megapol rescue stations. Who's going to bet a dollar it wasn't for sightseeing?

So off we go... again.

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Location: Rescue Three

The area we enter is the station's vehicle bay - pretty spacious, so clearing out the aliens shouldn't pose a problem.
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Team Alpha Secures the entrance to the central tower, while Team Bravo combs the ground floor for any aliens. They notice a Spitter on the tower, but leave it intact for the moment.
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Suddenly a series of energy bolts erupts from somewhere between the parked vehicles, missing the leading soldier by mere inches. Someone should tell that alien about the difference between bad and suicidally bad ideas. The lead soldier is Arete, and when someone messes with her she's all too eager to mess them up in return.
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Alpha terminates several advancing Spitters and Hyperworms.
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Bravo joins in. When the aliens stop coming, both teams move in to the tower and switch to stunners
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Just in time, because a blue chicken-like freak we've seen on our recent missions approaches from the top floor.
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We stun it, then Arete enters the control room and wipes out the aliens still remaining in there. This ends the mission.
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Score:
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The biotech guys thank us for the new specimens, but mumble something about lack of a live Spitter in the "freakshow" (as the base's alien containment unit is informally known).
I'm sure we'll be able to fulfill their wish soon - we've encountered plenty of these things!

Brainsucker research completes on 9:00.
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The other xenobiology team finishes their analysis of the Alien genetic structure two hours later.
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Things pass smoothly until 18:15, when we have... yes, ladies and gentlemen... A NEW UFO ALERT!

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Unfortunately, we only manage to down one of the UFOs - an unmanned scout. The other two outrun out vehicles and make it back through the Dimension Gates relatively unharmed. Sigh.

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We recover the Scout and prepare to make a round through all buildings the UFOs may have dropped aliens in. The Xenobiology wants us to find a live Spitter and an intact Hyperworm Egg, so this might be our chance to bag both critters.

[pieboblol]

*Meanwhile, in the medbay*

Bob is lying in a Medbay bed back at base, completely covered in bandages when Kugerfang limps over to Bob's bed, supported by a pair of crutches.

Kugerfang: Damn it's boring here! I should be out with everyone else, but no!! I'm stuck here with TC who spends all day in the shooting range... and you, the dumbest man alive... *sigh* I wouldn't be surprised if you couldn't count to ten.

*Bob slowly attempts to count when Kugerfang notices something isn't quite right*

Kugerfang: Hey... are you... missing a leg?!:weird:
Bob: Doctor says he give me new leg.
Kugerfang: Wow, you kill one alien then you go and get your leg blown off. :notrust:
Bob: Bitten off...
Kugerfang: Ouch! How did you end up here anyway?

*Bob stares vaguely at the wall*

Kugerfang: Hello? Did you hear me? HELLO?!

*TC walks in with some bandages around his waist*

TC: Yea he ain't real bright is he? Major says he's a government experiment gone wrong. What he gained in muscle he lost in brains, or something like that.
Kugerfang: So the government just dumps him with us? But he's useless!
TC: He knows who to shoot at and how to pull the trigger, that's good enough for me. Besides, he makes for a good distraction. :amused:
Kugerfang: Obviously not good enough... he didn't distract the aliens from getting to you.
TC: I got hit trying to keep you from getting yourself killed! What were you thinking charging inside the UFO like that?
Kugerfang: It got the job done...
TC: Whatever, you got lucky kid. Maybe I'll let you end up like Bob next time.

*Kugerfang looks nervously at the stump that was Bob's leg*

TC: Anyway I'm getting out of here. It still wreaks from the mess you made last time.

*The Chosen gestured at the chunks of Pasta and Meatballs all over the floor*

Kugerfang: Don't remind me...

EDIT: I don't RP much so sorry if this isn't very good just thought I had to contribute something

[Fortis]

Fortis: So that’s what X Com is all about.
Terves: Good to see you survived your first missions.
Fortis: I need to do better though. I didn’t get to control one of those aliens before Arete blasted the ugly things.
Terves: She’s quite a soldier.
Fortis: The biologists were complaining about the state of the dead aliens we brought in. Something about grossly excessive amounts of bullet holes.
Terves:…I was just thinking that. Don’t pull you mind reading on me.
Fortis: I wasn’t. I talked with the biologists earlier.
Terves: Oh.
Fortis: Yeah, I’m going to be working with everyone here. I decided I’d better not creep them out too much.

Terves:…
Fortis:…

Terves: GTX threatened to kill you, didn’t he?
Fortis: Worse.
Terves: You mean…?
Fortis: His exact thoughts were “Making Kugerfang’s little trip seem like a @#$%-ing merry-go-round”
Terves: You must have pissed him off pretty bad.
Fortis: He promised me I’d be barfing up things I planned on eating for breakfast the next day.
Terves: He can be very convincing.
Fortis: So, I’m going to save most of the mental stuff for the aliens. Speaking of which, the biologists needed some help getting the new live specimens to talk, and I figured I could use the practice. Care to come?
Terves, No, I’ve got other…plans. Now, if you’ll excuse me.

*Terves departs for his room, hanging a Do-Not-Disturb sign on the handle. Fortis hears the pop and fizzle of a fizzy dring being opened.*

Fortis: Huh. I wonder…Oh, never mind. Time to go screw with alien minds.