Okay, this is a story that i am not going to give up on half-way. Yesn the story is going to include Forum Members. Here's a list of the people I would like to include:

Madmax
Civilian Soldier
Keyes
Security Corporate
MrChace
Hunter
Elite Viking
Nikku
Ben
Mic2070

If you would like to join please PM me.

And now for the background:

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The date is 27th June 2009. It's been a week since Bravo Squad was sent in to investigate activity around Salt Lake City. It appears that many people have had mysterious illnesses.
Our main suspects are the Q-Group, formed in 1997, responsible for releasing fake medicines and performing multiple Terrorist Attacks. Five years of the Terrorist Group's history remains a mystery, but it is certain to be revealed very soon.

The Q-Group are also responsible for causing nuclear explosions in the Salt Plains of Utah, causing the Government to run low on money and commiting many successful bank robberies. Presumably, these people are not just after money. They're after trouble and lots of it.

Our first target is the leader of the Q-Group. That way we'll be able to decrease this mysterious Terrorist Group's Initiative. I guess we have already tried twice. Maybe it's time for a different solution to get us third-time lucky. And by a different solution, we mean our own scum.

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Okay that's it for now. Please comment. Criticism is welcomed.

This post has been edited by Equalizer on April 25, 2006 11:09 am

Awesome, I'm in! Thanks mate!

The story looks pretty cool, a bit out of the ordinary. Not simply "a zombie outbreak omg". Looking forward to more.

This post has been edited by Elite viking on April 24, 2006 08:35 pm

sexy. iwanaseeit, thatnxforaddinstroy!

No problem guys. I've almost completed Chapter 1.

My god its an honour to be in your story! Cheers Equal!

Cool, you added me in! I want to see how this turns out.

As this chapter represents SC, Keyes and Civvy, I thought I might do a desktop on their characters.

And here it is!

Now for the story at hand:

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CHAPTER 1

Alex Keyes walked through the Blast Doors. Today was his first day at the lab, but not a hint of fear was shown in him. He wore a pair of Urban Camo Trousers with a Balaclava to hide his face. He came to the second door and walked through.
Speakers were placed in the wall. "Welcome to the Q Facility," A female computerized voice came from the speaker. "Please step in to the Decontamination field."
Keyes walked in to the field. There was a haze, shortly followed by a burst of hot air. Keyes was almost tempted to freak out. Luckily, he didn't. "Decontamination complete. Please proceed."
Keyes walked down through the last Blast Door. Caught on a Camera, Keyes looked around and found that he was in somewhere that was supposed to be an underground facility.
He became nervous for a second. Then a man wearing a Respirator came up to him. "You must be Alex Keyes," he said. "Call me Security Corporate, or SC for short. I'm Head of Security here."
"Cool... Hi," Keyes said.
"Come with me," SC walked over to a door. "let me show you around." He took off his suit glove and placed his hand on a panel. The panel flashed twice.
"Fingerprint Accepted."
SC walked through the door. Keyes followed.
People, Technicians and Programmers were at desks, generally busy. But one of the Technicians looked up and saw Keyes. "Hey!" he said. "It's Keyes!"
Everyone looked over to Keyes. "Hey," he said. "Looking forward to working here, I hope."
"Oh you will be," SC said. "Hey, come with me, I'll-"
A door opened. A man wearing a suit, differently coloured to any of the others, came over to Keyes, taking his Respirator off.
"Hey Keyes," he said. "Call me Civvy."
Keyes turned to Civvy. "Hi," he said. Then Keyes turned to SC. "You gonna get the package I was here for?"
"Yeah sure," SC said. Then he turned to Civvy and signalled. Civvy took a case from under a desk and placed it on a Meeting Table.
"This is the package?" Keyes said.
Neither of them responded. Civvy opened the case and took out a Pistol, three clips and a pair of Micro-Uzis.
Keyes looked at Civvy and, under the balaclava, smiled. "Nice package," Keyes commented.
"One other thing," Civvy took a Syringe filled with Green Liquid out.
"What's in that?" Keyes asked.
"Antivirus," Civvy explained. "We're gonna take you in there afterwards."
"Okay, but don't I just need to wear a respirator like everyone else?"
"No, sorry. The Infections can seep in through the clothes."
"I see." Keyes took down his shirt sleeve and held it out to Civvy who held it tight and placed the syringe in to his arm.
"These guns here are not blank-fires and I can give you that," SC explained, picking up the pistol. It was a Desert Eagle.
Civvy took the Syringe out of the arm. It now contained some of Keyes's Blood. He put a cap over the Hyperdermic needle and moved back. He ran over to a console and
"This isn't just an ordinary Desert Eagle .50, we've stretched the springs."
"Nice," he said. "What are the other guns?"
SC put the Desert Eagle down and picked up one of the Uzis. "Your Micro Uzis we obtained from a nearby Armoury," SC said. "Especially made for your design. Keyed to your molecular structure."
"So only I can use it?" Keyes asked.
"Without being electrified to death, yeah." SC put the gun down
"Nice..." Keyes picked up both the guns and pointed them around. He ended with them pointed at SC's head.
"Hey buddy, you don't wanna pull the trigger on those things," SC commented.
"Why not?" Keyes asked.
"Because they're loaded and the safetys are on."
Keyes, hearing that, lowered the guns. "Fair do's, got anything else?"
"No, but we do need to give you a suit," Civvy came up to Keyes with a Respirator suit.
"Yeah sure," Keyes took the suit from Civvy and turned to SC.
"You get changed in the restrooms. I am timing you..."
Keyes walked over to where the Male Restrooms were and opened the door. "I'll probably be only five minutes..."
SC nodded. Keyes went in.

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Comments please, criticism welcomed.

Me likes! The posing is pretty damn good, but Civi's stance is a bit iffy. Also try to put the hand under the shotgun enough so it doesn't clip through the gun.

For the story, yay I'm a terrorist! Just space out and indent the lines. Don't clump it all together. Put less dialogue and more descriptions too.

Other than all that keep writing!

I will. I just finished Chapter 2.

Featuring me! The Blood is because he's been shot twice.

Also starring Salt Lake Police and a CIA Agent.

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Chapter 2

A Red Corvette pulled over on to the sidewalk. A man wearing sunglasses, a Green Jacket and Khaki Combat Pants stepped out. He also had a Bluetooth in his ear.
"I'll be there in five minutes," he said. He took out his phone from his pocket and pressed a button. Then he put the phone back in his pocket.
A warden stopped the Man. "I'm sorry, this is a no-parking zone," he said.
The man smirked. "I'm a no-parking guy," he said.
"Please move your vehicle." The Warden reached for his radio. "Or I will be forced to talk to control."
"Dude, I'. only going to be here for a few minutes." The Man walked off.
The Warden sighed and took out his radio. "Unit 234, requesting a Tow-Truck to 17th Avenue at the Arcade please. Red Corvette has just puled in to an illegal position."
"Roger that Unit 234, we are on our way there."
The Warden smiled, smug.

In the Arcade, The Man took off his glasses. He walked over to a counter. "Hi, is Mister Jackson there please?" he asked.
"Sure Equal, just give me two seconds..." The Assistant walked over to a door and went through in to another room.
The man rushed behind the counter and grabbed something. A red Box. He quickly took a sheet of paper and wrote something on it and ran, acarrying the red box. He his it in his jacket.
The Man got in to his car and started the ignition. Then he started driving. It was only a few seconds later that the car stopped and the bonnet started smoking. "Shit..."
The man got out of his car and looked at part of his windscreen wipe. There was a not for him.


Nice try Smart-ass, but did you really think you could get away that simply?

The man looked on the back of the sheet. the Equals symbol was there. Under that read:

Yes, I know who you are.

"Equal..." he said. "Shit, I better start running."
The bonnet had stopped smoking by now. He started the ignition and drove off.
Behind him was a Police Car. Its sirens were wailing loud. Equal, as he was reffered to now, hit a button on his radio. The exhausts burst out fire. The car behind him slowed down.
Equal hit the button again. The flame stopped. But there wasn't too much luck on the road ahead. People had positioned Tire Strips. Equal hit another button on his radio.
The car boosted up from 70 Miles per hour to 120 Miles Per hour. It was only a few seconds before the tires impacted on to the first road strip. His front tires burst.
Equal stopped the car and got out. The butt of a rifle hit him on the back of his head. Equal fell to the floor.
Five men appeared around him. Among them was an Agent He was around his 50s, wearing a brown suit. "Good job guys," He said. "Get him in the van."
Two officers picked Equal up and did as the Agent requested. The door closed. The Agent and the rest of the officers got in and closed the Van door. Seconds later, the Van drove off.

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Criticism welcomed. Please comment.

Personal COmment: I don't think this chapter is very gripping...

You could try with a few more descriptions, other than that it's great

Yeah, pretty damn nice. I would like to be a part of it too, if there's still room left...

Yeah sure. Model?

Hmm, what about those prison combines from Nova Prospekt?

SweEEEET I CANT WAIT FOR ME, CAN I BE THE WHITE Combine, the special ops one. Please

Yeah sure. In that respect, you're with the rest of the gang.