Aliens versus Predator: Annihilation

Spike Armada · 09-15-2003, 10:04 AM

The mission of the USCM (United States Colonial Marines) was to search the depths of the dangerous, unforgiving space and find out planets that was able to inhabit human life, and this is wear my story begins.

The battleship Razor's Kiss was sending down drop ships to search the planet Lv.742 for any inhabitible places for humans when all of the sudden the drop ship that my fellow crew and i was struck by a predator anti-aircraft gun. The ion energy ripped through the hull of the ship and killed to the two pilots in a flurry of blood and guts, the shell also damaged the starboard thruster which sent its propeller through the wall of the dropship and ripped through a few marines. Where the shot had come from was unknown due to the giant prdator cloking device, although it could not be found i knew it would have to be the Predators because the Aliens did not have thetechnology to make such a thing or humans if there were any on the planet already.

The dropship came diving to the surface of the planet but didn't blow up which was quite strange. Any marine that was left alive was rushed out of the dropship and into the cave that it blocked. After many hours of waiting the dropship didn't blow up and the Synthetic engineer that was lugging around the sentry gun was ordered to unload the ship of supplies and carry them into the temporary base of opporations. I picked up the miniture datapad that the dying comm-tech was carrying and chamged the frequency so i could see the news the military announcer said "There has been a terrible accident when the USCM descovered and tried o board the planet, the Delta squad was blown out of he sky and crashed into the jungle metropolis that is the planet Lv.742, they are now presumed dead" after hearing the news i through down the miniture datapad onto the rough rocky ground, what is going to happen.

OOC Right then this is my first Aliens versus Preator thread and i hope it becomes quite succesful, and if you are going to join it i hope you stick to it, i know it might be hard because of school and everything but please try. By the way you can play as a Predator, Marine or an Alien.

Rules: No god-modding, No spam, post at least a paragraph and by all means have fun.

Marines:

Infantry: Weapon: M-41A pulse rifle
Firing rate: Fast
Ammo Type: M309 10mm x AP rounds, M40 grenades
Ammo Capacity: 99 rounds per clip
Fire#1: Standard AP rounds fire
Fire#2: Underslung M40 grenade launcher
Against Aliens: Good
Against Predators: Poor
The infantry are the bulk of the USCM and quite cheap to recruit, they are armed with the standard pulse rifle and standard flak armour.

Smartgunner: Weapon: M-56 Smartgun
Firing rate: Fast
Ammo Type: M250 10mm x 28 caseless rounds
Ammo Capacity: 500 rounds per clip.
Fire #1: Auto-tracking mode
Fire #2: Free-fire mode (disable auto-tracking)
Against aliens: Very good
Against predators: Moderate
The smartgunner are the back up units of the the infantry though armed with he hip mouned heavy weapon that is the smartgun their armour is weaker.

Flamer: Weapon: M240 Flamethrower
Firing Rate: Slow
Ammo Type: Napalm canisters
Ammo Capacity: (100 per canister)
Fire #1: Standard fire
Fire #2: None
Against aliens: Moderate
Against predators: Very Poor
The Flamer are the Heavy assualt units that have the capability of melting down any unit that crosses their path, they also can stand up to any acid spitting alien due to their 'Ape Suit' that has the ability to stop any acid or for to pass through it.

Grenader(SP): Weapon: Grenage launcer
Firing Rate: Very slow
Ammo Type: Incendiary Grenades, Fragmentation Grenade
Ammo Capacity: 6 of each grenade type
Fire #1: Standard fire
Fire #2: Switch grenade type
Against aliens: Very Good
Against predators: Moderate
The grenader's, much like the Flamers are an heavy assualt troop just without the advantages of the 'Ape Suit'

Minigunner: Weapon: Minigun
Firing Rate: Extreme
Ammo Type: Specifications unknown
Ammo Capacity: 800 rounds per belt
Fire #1: Standard fire
Fire #2: None
Against aliens: Fatal
Against predators: Fatal
The minigunner are the heaviest assualt unti going in the USCM, wearing heavy kinetic armour and luging around the depleted uranium shell firing minigun.

Equipment: Motion Detector
Image Intensifier
Flares
Medkits

Vision Modes: Normal Vision mode
Enhanced Vision Mode (Image Intensifier) this is useful for picking up cloaked prdators.

Aliens:

Queen, Drone, Runner, warior and cystic warrior all use the same weapons and have the same abilities.

Weapons: Sharp Claws: Fire #1: Quick strike
Fire #2: (see Tail Spike)
Against marines: Very Good
Against predators: Moderate

Tail Spike: Fire #1: (see Sharp Claws)
Fire #2: Quick Strike (hold down for Hard Strike)
Against marines: Very Good (Hard Strike is Fatal)
Against predators: Very Good (Hard Strike is Fatal)

Secondary Jaws(The tongue Jaw: Fire #1: Decapitate
Fire #2: N/A
Against marines: Fatal
Against predators: Very poor

Abilities: Climb
Ponce
Super Jump

Vision Modes: Normal Vision Modes
Navigation Sense: This enbles the Aliens to see in the darkest conditions and they can also see in more bright areas, only the very strong light sources blur their vision in the extreme.

Predators:

Brawler: Weapon: Wrist Blades
Firing Rate: N/A
Ammo Type: None
Ammo Capacity: N/A
Fire #1: Quick strike
Fire #2: Hard strike (or trophy decapitation)
Against aliens: Moderate
Against marines: Good
The Brawler is just like the Marine infantry unit just without the armour because of their natural defence and medium kinteic armour.

Stalker: Weapon: Spear Gun
Firing Rate: Slow
Ammo Type: Barbed spears
Ammo Capacity: (1)
Fire #1: Standard fire
Fire #2: None
Against aliens: Moderate (head shots Fatal)
Against marines: Very Good (head shots Fatal)
The prdator Stalker is strong but very slow and has to uncloak when firing the weapon, the spears that the spear gun fires, once lodged into you drains the blood.

Hunter: Weapon: Shoulder Cannon (Aka plasmacaster)
Firing rate: Moderate
Ammo Type: Plasma charges
Ammo Capacity: Dependant on energy supply
Fire #1: Standard fire
Fire #2: Stored charge
Against aliens: Very Good
Against marines: Fatal
The Hunter is a strong and fast unit able to cloak for shor periods of time.

Disc Master: Weapon: Homing Throwing Disc
Fring Rate: Variable
Ammo Type: N/A
Ammo Capacity: N/A (1)
Fire #1: Throw disk
Fire #2: Recall disk (costs energy: 7 to 12 energy bars)
Against Aliens: Fatal
Against Marines: Fatal
The Disc Master is a strong, fast heavy assualt unit able to cloak for quite long periods of time.

Spike Armada · 09-15-2003, 10:12 AM

Predator Equipment: Cloaking Field
Zoom mode (Only usable with the spear gun)
Medicomp (Same as the marine medikit)

Vision Modes: Normal Vision Mode
Thernal Vision Mode
Electrical Vision mode: Everything else is dark red but Aliens will be bright white.
Predtech vision mode: This is for tracking other predators, everything else will green but the prdators will be bright white

Character Sheet:

Name:
Age: (Predators and aliens live for about 400-600 years)
Height: (Not to extreme if you are a Predator)
Weight:
Affiliation: Predator, Marine or Alien
Unit:
Weapon(s):
Appearance:
Bio: (Optional)

Name: Major Michael Reynolds
Age: 25
Height: 6'0"
Weaight: 180 pounds
Affiliation: Marine (USCM)
Unit: Infantry
Weapon(s): M-41A Pulse Rifle and a heavy weight, serrated combat knife tucked into his right boot.
Appearance: Michael has cool, ice blue eyes combined with lustrous black hair and a scar across his nose from eye to eye. His muscular body is covered in his jungle BDU's as well as his two black shoulder pads that are strapped down tightly. His head is covered by his bullet proof visored helmet. A pair of miltary jungle boots adorn his feet and his knife is sheathed and tucked into his right boot.
Bio: Born to an Australian father and and American mother that is why his last name would happen to be Reynolds. When Michael came of age he decided to join the USCM having the idea of helping millions of people survive because of the loss of resources on the planet Earth. Upon joining the Colonial Marines at the age of 19 he began to rise up in ranks quite quickly for his heroism and such but once he was shot down on the planet Lv.742 he thought he wasn't going to survive but it was a miracle he did, he now takes the role of command since the comm-tech has sadly passed away.

IC: Michael was standing at the entrance of the blocked cave, kneling down on the destroyed dropship. His right hand let go of the support on his gun and rumbkled around in his pocket, soon it withdrew a cigarette which went into his mouth and was soon lit by a golden plated zippo lighter. Not long after the lighting of the cig he heard the sound of branches cracking quite quickly, he continued to listen when all of the sudden a drone came running out of the trees and headed for him. Michael opened fire and bullets sprayed all over the place and quite a few lodged into the Alien, michael quickly ended its insignificant life by firing off a grenade from the underslung grenade launcher. The shot was a magnificent shot because while the beast was roaring the grenade went down it's throat and into it's stomach and quickly blew up throwing junks of meat and bone all over the place combined with acidic blood. "Piece of sh*t" Michael said to himself.

Nirv0rz · 09-15-2003, 11:00 AM

Name: Corporal Collin McKenzie (Mac)

Age: 22

Height: 5.10ft

Weight: 170ibs

Affiliation: RCM (Royal Colonial Marines) Currently cross training with the USCM.

Unit: Assault Infantry

Weapon(s): M56 Smartgun

Appearance: Although smaller then the other marines, he is has quite alot of muscle. He wears flame proof jungle camou pants and a white sleevless vest which is covered by his body armour which several inscriptions and pictures drawn on it. On his shoulder pads of the armour is a flashlight and the battery pack operating his image intensifier. He has hazel eyes and short blonde hair with a green strip of material wrapped around his head Rambo style. On his feet are black assault boots and he currently has no scars.

Bio: Collin joined the British equivelant to the USCM, The Royal Colonial Marines at the age of 16 as a junior trainee. He first got an assignment of clearing out some high security prisons when they were infested by Xenomorphs and has been on several Recon missions including a few assault missions on Predator shrines. He was the standard squad gunner before being transferred to the USCM for some cross training

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IC: Mac awoke due to an incredible heat on his face. When he opened his eyes to a blazing fire only a meter away from him, he tried to move but realised his Smartgun was still attached to his lower body, therefore pinning him in between two huge slates of metal. It was then he realised that he was in a wreckage. He had survived the crash after the predator attack, yet he was stuck. After giving up on trying to move, he moved his head to see his surroundings. Lying across his body was a huge debris of the aircraft which must have been shielding him from the fire. Looking out of the gap infront of him, he saw plantation and many tree's, some which were spattered with blood.

"Help!" Mac shouted in his English accent, but to no avail. He could feel a warm liquid drip down his face and realised his head was bleeding. Either everyone was dead, or they had thought he was dead and left him there. Well this was exciting, considering it was only supposed to be a field trip for him to see how the USCM operated. Now he was stuck right in the middle in hostile territory, alone. Knowing that he had to get out, Mac reached below his waist to where the Smartgun was attached around his body, and he unclipped it from his armour. Now that he was no longer stuck with the heavy weight, he reached his arms outwards and stuck his fingers into what was mud and pulled himself out. As he got onto his feet, he patted himself down to feel for injuries and realised apart from some dents in his armour and a cut on his head, he was fine.

Crouching down, he reached back into the hole which he had been knocked out in and grabbed the end of his smart gun. He wriggled it free from the wreckage and pulled out the huge gun. It was still functioning, including the motion detector. Turning it over, he once again clipped it to his armour, which would support the weight and recoil. Putting his hand over the stick like trigger hanging out of the side and using the other hand up the other stick like support grip on the other side, he began to walk around the wreckage. "Hey, any of you alright?!" He shouted out, not caring if anything hostile could hear him. By the looks of the wreckage, he thought he must of been the only survivor. Some bodies of the marines were scattered around with their guts hanging out and a synthetic was pinned against the tree by a huge sharp piece of metal, which was spattered with with white blood. The other bodies must of been trapped underneath the burning wreckage. It was then he remembered that when the ship was hit it had split in two. Mac had been near the front near the pilots and had seen the bright light dodge past his head when it ripped through the ship. Others might have survived on the other half of the dropship. Where ever it was.

He was just about to check for any other survivors, about to crouch down and look for movement when he heard a high pitched sound coming from his Smartgun. The motion detector was picking up movement. Getting into his firing stance, with his left leg forward and right leg back he prepared to fire at whatever was coming for him. "Marines?!" He shouted out, hoping for a response. But no response, yet the sound began to get faster indicating whatever was nearby was closing in. He looked at the motion detector, which showed one, and then two, and then three and then more white dots surrounding him. Definantley not Marines, their was a vast majority of dots now showing on his motion detector at about 20 meters away and closing. And then they suddenly stopped, and the motion detector went blank. Mac stared into the huge tree's and other growth infront of him, and suddenly began to feel very afraid.

Spike Armada · 09-15-2003, 03:57 PM

Michael continued to stand guard on top of the dropship, he finally realised that the dropship that he got out of was only half of it, and most of the RCM Marines were in the other along with the pilots that were sadly blown to bits by the predator anti-aircraft gun. Michael kept on thinking about this and was determined to find any survivors.

Not long after the synthetic engineer came out of the cave and set up the sentry gun that was outfitted with a .50 cal machine gun and low caliber sniper rifle to pick off Predator snipers from quite a distance, the sniper rifle lost its armour piercing ability for a faster firing rate.

Michael went back inside of the cave and stocked up on a few supplies before grabbing a few other infantry soldiers and started to scout around for any other survivors.

**TeslaCoil** · 09-16-2003, 01:01 AM

Name: 1st Lieutenant Timmy Li
Age: 25
Height: 5'23"
Weight: 175 lbs.
Affiliation: USCM
Unit: Infantry (Comm-Tech Specialist at one time)
Weapons: M-41A pulse rifle, pistol, combat knife.

Appearence: Black, somewhat short hair with black eyes. Muscular, but doesn't look like it. Timmy wears the standard Colonial Marine BDU with jungle camoflage. His sleeves are usually rolled up and his shoulders are covered by shoulder pads. He always have his helmet on and wears an olive drab bulletproof vest with the South Park character Timmy painted on it along with the caption that reads "TIMMAH!". He wears black boots, his pistol is on the left side of his waist, and the knife is on the right.

Bio: Timmy was born on Earth, but spent much of his life on the Canadian sector of the Mars colony. He was originally studying a computer programming major at college, until he read a newspaper article about a 13 year old girl who was kidnapped and suffered sexual abuse before being rescued. The resulting guilt has driven Timmy to join the USCM (the US and Canadian sectors are close together) a month after his 19th birthday. His mentor during his trainings was Sgt. Andrew "Frosty" Harrison, survivor of the LV-1201 encounter with the Xenomorphs. Timmy's knowledge gained from his computer programming major back in college also made him a potent Comm-Tech Specialist. Timmy was immediately deployed to LV 755 after losing contact with the colony established by Weyland Yutani as well as an outpost of the RCCM (Royal Canadian Colonial Marines). Soon, he met up with the survivor who turns out to be the little girl he read about in the newspapers, then encountered the Xenomorphs soon enough. Timmy fought bravely alongside his mentor, his best friend and the rest of his fellow Marines as well as the Canadian Marines of the RCCM. He survived the last stand inside an Exo-Suit by the time the battle ended. Since then, Timmy has moved quickly through ranks due to his legendary bravery at LV-755 and his natural ability as a leader, as he had shown on LV-755. Soon, he was deployed on operations wherever Xenomorph infestation is reported, and soon fought Predators as well. His skills with the motion tracker is indespensible when dealing with Predators. Now, he is assigned to LV-742....
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IC: Timmy was still unconscious after his dropship has been brought down when gunfire from pulse rifles and Smartguns can be heard. Timmy slowly wakes up and sees flaming chunks of junk metal all over him, pieces of what remained of the dropship he was riding in was strewn all over the ground. Timmy checked all of his equipment to make sure that they are all accounted for and are all in perfect working order. Just then, Timmy picked up three blips on his motion tracker as he swung himself slowly around, then they disappeared. "Either those are Predators, or Xenomorphs playing smart." Timmy thought as he reflected on what Colonel Andrew "Frosty" Harrison, his mentor, has taught him as well as his own experience. Timmy walked slowly toward another Marine, his squad Smartgunner. "Pull the hell back, Corporal! Pull back!" Timmy called out to the Smartgunner, as he knew what will happen next if he stayed still. If they were Predators, then they would sure get a good headshot with their spearguns. If they were Xenomorphs, the Smartgunner will take a good pouncing attack. Timmy stood his ground as he watched his motion tracker, which is still blank.

Spike Armada · 09-16-2003, 05:22 PM

Michael and his squad of a few marines continued to tread on unsafe Predator/Alien ground, the motion detector not picking up anything for the moment, which was a great relief, but he knew i wouldn't last. He soon came across a gigantic tree that towered over most of the forest, it was tall and very old, you could tell by the height and the grain of the wood.

Michael sat down against the magnificent tree and he put his pulse rifle down, his right hand went into his inner pocket and pulled out a flask of whiskey. His hands were shaking and it took quite a while to un-screw the cap of the flask, he was shaking with fear of being killed by the murderous Predators or the Aliens. Upon drinking some of whiskey he started to screw the cap back on again when a drop of blood landed right next to him from what seemed like out of nowhere.

Michael slowly moved his head up and his followed and soon saw a few skinned people hanging from their feet from a thick branch, they weren't there for very long because the blood still looked thick and the smell wasn't very strong. Michael sprung from his position grabbing hold of his pulse rifle simultaneously before backing up in fear while his eyes continued to stare at the poor bastards

Nirv0rz · 09-19-2003, 10:29 AM

Mac heard Tim's voice and instantly felt relieved that he wasnt stuck alone in the hostile territory. "I thought everyone was dead sir" Mac said as he backed off from his position, understanding that he was a target if the predators or xenomorphs had suddenly stopped moving. He looked around a little more, turning in a 360 degree to whilst looking at his motion detector, checking for anything moving in the jungle.

"Sir, we should find some sort of cover until a rescue ship arrives. Satellite pictures before the briefing showed caves around here. I would rather take chances in there then out here" He said, wanting to take his chances with the Xenomorphs rather then the Pred's.

**TeslaCoil** · 09-19-2003, 07:06 PM

Timmy continued to scan his motion tracker, "I don't think we'll be moving anywhere, not with Preds or bugs stalking us here." Timmy replied, "If we were to find cover, we'll be better off hiding among the wreckages. Otherwise, we have no cover. I wouldn't bet on the caves either, from my own experiences with the Xenomorphs. Because that's where they can kill you just as easy as those Predators can kill you in the open." he added as he readied his pulse rifle when he spotted movements again on his motion tracker. "If we find cover, I'll teach you how to enhance the range of the motion tracker, done it before. It's a simple trick I first learned from my computer major at college." Timmy said. Just then, he heard a whooshing sound coming from the woods, he knew what it was. It was a sound of a spear from a Predator's spear gun. "GET DOWN!" Timmy yelled as he hits the deck. The spear flew past him and hits a piece of the dropship's wreckage. He reads movement again on his motion tracker as the dot moves to his left. Timmy trained his pulse rifle while following the motion tracker until the motion tracker went blank again. He froze as soon as the movement stopped and kept his pulse rifle zeroed in there. Timmy already knew what kind of Predator he is up against, it's a Stalker and it needs to uncloak to attack. "Come on, show your face, motherf**ker." Timmy whispered as he had his pulse rifle readied. And showed its face it did, as the Predator uncloaks itself and ready to fire at Timmy, but he beats the Pred to the trigger and fired a 30mm grenade from his pulse rifle. It sailed straigh for the Predator and found its mark as it impacted and exploded. The Predator roared in agony as its arm was blown away. "Gotcha." Timmy thought as he fired the 10mm rounds at it to finish it off while it was weakened by its severe wound. "Scratch one Pred." Timmy said.

Nirv0rz · 09-20-2003, 05:47 AM

Blip, Blip, Blip

"I think you made them angry" Mac said, trying to stay calm as his motion detector began to pick up more signals deep within the jungle. If there were the Pred's with those spearguns or plasmacasters then they were in the sh*t. Or even worst, it might of been a blazer. Back in the RCM, Mac had witnessed a blazer crisp half of his unit and the jungle.

A plasma bolt would pierce through the wreckage debris. But a spear wouldnt be so lucky. So he took his chances and tried to walk as fast as he could to a large piece of metal stick out of the ground. Holding his Smartgun up, he hid behind the metal. "What should we do?"

Spike Armada · 09-21-2003, 03:12 PM

Wooosh, Wooosh, Whooosh!!!

That was the sound of three grenades that flew by Mac's head. The grenades dropped in altitude and blew somewhat of a large hole in the ground before the damn beasts that were soon to show their ugly faces. Michael was sure it wasn't any marine because of the speed that the blips travrlled at on the motion detector, although he was kinda hoping it was the pred's but at the same time he hoped that they weren't Military Hydra's or Military Blazers, they were monstrous killing machines. The three USCM marines that stood behind Mac continued to stand guard in the same position waiting for another attack.