Ok, I don't want to clutter the forum.....Quit looking at me that way, I have been good with my threadjacking and I also served a self imposed forum ban. 
The Wolvers and Lohr have seen this, I wrote a prestory for MfA. Yes I know it isn't complete but I would like my fellow servermates to offer some feed back on it. Even those I upset a few weeks ago.
And no, I didn't write this after the I10 annoucement but a week or so before as Lohr and the Wolver site can attest to.
WATCH YOUR LEFT!, I shout to Johnny I watch him dive beneath the energy beam from the alien. It is utter chaos here. I havent heard from Command in half an hour. Last message we got was these aliens were attacking the command bunker. I know Synapse said he was on his way but one person can only be in so many places.
I look up at see a silverish-blue streak running across the tarmac. It is knocking these aliens left and right and my radio crackles into my ear. Epsilon, come in Epsilon, .
Sir it is good to hear your voice again, thought you were a goner there.
We are ok thanks to Synapse. He said he was going to help your squad out. Have you seen him yet?
Looking out I see the speedster rushing of to Alpha squads position now. Sir he has been here and is off to the nest squad in need of backup.
Good Epsilon. Need any back up? I know better than to say yes over an open channel so I tell him no, but we could use some more chipped beef for dinner tonight.
Roger, chipped beef. Normal kind or super chippy type?
So, Command wanted to know if I wanted frag grenades or frag/incendary types. Sir, the men are asking for extra chippy for tonight. How soon should I let them know when we can have dinner?
15 minutes, we are airmailing it to you now.
I call my men back since it seems we are getting some artillery fire for dinner instead of grenades.
"Sergeant, wake up!"
I opened my eyes to see my Blue Steel standing at my side. I look around in confusion trying to place where I was. Looking back on it, Blue Steel must have seen the bewilderment in my eyes because he told me, "Youre in a hospital son. I need to know what happened to you and why you and your men were out there."
How could I tell him I was part of a special ops unit fighting the Rikti on American soil? My C.O. told us that we couldn't say that we were on a special assignment. Specifically against U.N. orders. Blue Steel jarred my thoughts with his statement; "You were married to a wet works agent named Denise Lafferty?"
"Who?" I asked, since we were man and wife but never showed it in public. Denise and I were just seen as fellow agents.
"The woman you married in secret 4 years ago on the Isle of Man. Don't play with me John, may I call you John," I shake my head no. "So John, you going to tell me about your squad? If so, I will tell you about wife." If I had my weapon or sidearm I would have shot him dead right there. Quid pro quo, as if, who was this super-powered being to tell me what to do. Where was my C.O., where was my squad...wait, did he just say 'were married'? As my thoughts race with this new revelation, so does my heart. My vision starts to tunnel and I hear from a ways off, "John, JOHN, calm down, relax."
Then from very far away I hear a door crashing open and someone yelling faintly, "Stand back sir, we need to stabi..."
"Men, you have been chosen to help Team Alpha with their assault upon these 'Rikti' that have invaded us. See your immediate superior for your assignments. Good luck and God's speed."
As the General turned away the Captain stepped forward and commanded us to dismiss. As my squad turned to see our lieutenant, I stood there and looked at my wife standing next to the General. She saw me looking at her and gave me a little smile and a waggle of the fingers. It is tough being wedded to an assassin but she is everything I want in a woman. I purse my lips in a kiss and see her face harden. It is just her way of blushing in 'company', but I love her so. I turn to catch up with my men.
"Still flirting with the Ice Queen I see John."
"As if he has a chance. Even if he got between her legs he would be frozen solid in seconds."
All the squad laughs at this, as do I, just thinking if you all only knew what she has gone through. "Well you know, I have to keep my booze chill some how." This really gets the guys laughing. As we enter the room with our Lt. that laughing dies off as we all get our game faces on.
"Men, youre going to heading into the mouth of Hell. And I am proud of all of you for making the cut for this mission. We are going to be attacking the aliens. These so called Rikti, in their base at the Airport. We need to evacuate the city and get needed supplies in for ourselves. I don't know how many, if any, of you will survive so better make your goodbyes now. You have 6 hours till we make the assault, don't waste them. DismissED!"
As the rest of the guys file past me I am thinking if Denise and I can at least have a meal together if not more. My cell phone interrupts my thoughts. "This is John," "Baby, it's me, I have a few hours of downtime do you?" "I was just thinking of you love, want to meet me at that Italian place?" "Well John, I was thinking more like the motel down the street from it." I could hear the desperation in her voice like I knew she could hear mine. We both knew we were on suicide missions and we both knew it and wanted to celebrate life in the primal form with the one we loved. "Yeah, I remember the place, how so can you get there?" "I am busy right now but should be there in an hour. "I will have the room rented for us love, see you in an hour."
"John, can you hear me?" I open my eyes to see Blue Steel standing at my bedside. Beside him I see some blonde woman in a tight white outfit that left nothing to my imagination. "Let me introduce Sister Psyche. She has changed a lot as you can see. She is here to help you deal with what happened that day."
My vision starts to blur and fade to black. Last thing I remember is her looking intently at me.
"MOVE MOVE MOVE!" I hear the LT shout as we make out attack upon the Rikti stronghold around the Airport. My God, they are everywhere. They just appear in front of us, then behind us. I see the men are getting their nerves rubbed raw with all everything going on. Hell I was getting paranoid; I almost shot the LT when he came up behind me. I don't know how many planes we have seen shot down by the aliens. Damn bastards, just people trying to get away from them, utterly helpless in a metal tube and then there is nothing but a big fireball in the sky. Raining bodies down. With my squad we wanted to make them feel the same way. Then came our chance.
"'Relax John, I am in your mind, just wanting to know what went wrong at the airport.'" I hear this in my head and I am amazed. Her 'voice' is so relaxing and I can't hear what is happening around me but that is fine. I find this so nice after what I had been through.
"Steel, I have him under control. What did you want to know?"
"Just the main points for right now Psyche. You know, with this new body of yours, calling you that just seems wrong."
"Steel; don't let your thoughts wander. We are here to save this man, not discuss the problems we are having."
I move out between the rubble of the terminal. I am point man for this area. I don't see no one or no thing. Holding my MP-5 in a ready position I am moving through the corridors. The rest of the squad is 15 feet behind me when I hear it. That dreadful wailing sound of an alien just showing up, out of no where. I spin and see this.. thing.. standing like 8 feet tall and pulls this thing that I guess is a gun. The squad opens fire on the armored beast and I watch in horror as fires it gun into the men. All I see is gray ash falling afterwards. Know that a gun doesn't work so well up close I charge the beast. Pulling my combat knife I leapt upon the things back, stabbing with all I am worth. Upon the third blow, the blade snaps. The beast just 'disappears' underneath me.
Blue, I have to wait for a few hours. He is dealing with a near death experience and he could die on us if I dont give him a few hours to deal with it mentally.
Psyche, I thought you could prevent that.
No Blue, only Numia can do that and she is busy right now with the gravely wounded. Here we have a man that thinks he lost everything. We just need to..Dont say it Blue. Like I was saying we just need to convicine him that all is not lost.
Blue Steel sees Psyche looking down upon me with a hardness to her face that disturbs him. Why is he so important to the effort that you were sent Psyche?
She turns to him and her face closed off. Not her normal openess, her eyes are haunted and her lips are pursued like she bit into a lemon. Blue, I know you care for the normal men but this time, what happened at the airport is more than it appears. Dont speak Blue, all I can say is that it is a Need-To-Know and you dont need to.
I fall face first into the carpet, and upon my knife blade. Writhing in pain I hear the sounds of the aliens gun powering up. I roll over onto my back to watch death coming at me. Next thing I see is the alien is grasping at his throat and smoke appearing around his head.. Then I am bathed in a green glow and feeling damn good.
I stand up and see a man in jeans and dress shirt wrapped in flames. I start to run to tackle the guy to put his flames out and then he just gestured at me and then I was surrounded in flames. What the hell are you! I shouted at him.
I am your savior so quit asking questions and breaking my concentration. I see beads of sweat forming on his brow. Now I am getting worried, a super on one hand and a murderous alien on the other. I want to be home with my wife sipping a stiff drink.
Go. Now. Run and take care of you mission. For the record my name is Donald and I was a janitor here at the airport.
I can see this fool is doing an Alamo but I can not let him. I pick up my MP-5 and walk up to the alien. Looking at the suit I see a gap in the armor and stick my barrel in there and pull the trigger.
Watching the alien slump to the floor, I turn, grinning to Donald, and see the biggest, baddest looking alien I have ever laid eyes on. He just raises his hand and Donald is gripping his head in pain.
I raise my weapon and start to squeeze a shot off at it. In this time I see him raise his other hand and I am helpless.
Blue, who was there from the super-powered element?
No one was with them other than Synapse, but he was all over the place that day. Why do you ask?
He is remembering another super there. This person saved him but it seems he in trouble and John is trying to save him now.
I swear I can see him grinning inside of his helmet. Then my guts are clenched as I watch him walk up to Donald and see it pull a huge sword from behind him. In horror, I watch the alien swing it up from the waist to the shoulder and see Donald fall in two pieces. As the alien walks up to me I see a shadow getting bigger and bigger. The alien turns to see what causing this. The next thing we know there is this plane crashing through the terminal and hits the alien.
I feel the bonds loosen and dive away from the falling debris as the jet continues through the terminal. I see a ceiling panel falling down onto me and then all is black.
"Steel, he didn't know that was her plane that saved him."
"All right Psyche put in a block so he doesn't ever know, even if someone tells him. He is too valuable to the effort after Omega team's disappearance. We need everyone that we can get our hands on. After he heals up, he will become one of many to stem the tide and let us do more for our planet."
"Ok Steel, I will do this for you. Sleep John, Sleep. And forget."
I remember seeing a face pressed against the glass, just a glimpse. It was a woman, and she seemed so familiar. I dreamt of her while in the hospital. After getting out, I was determined to make everyone that wants to make this city a cesspit to know about this face I seen on a plane that saved me.
I am taking my sig to MWO and MWT. Let them wonder what it means.
My fiction usually winds up on the RP section... Grey's Army is the link to my main chronicle.
Currently, Grey's Army (and it's partner thread, Brutal Warrior's Order) is on hiatus, as the characters are involved in a pseudo-RP thread where the Praetorians are invading the city...
My Stories
Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.
For all those that have Fiction that are on my page Protector Fiction , please send me a link to a pic or screenshot of you that I can place on the site.
Thanks everybody, keep them coming!
*p.s. Grey, can I throw your stuff onto the site as well?
Also for the pic, could you downsize it to around 80x80 pixels? I know that photobucket will do it, not sure about other hosting sites. Thanks!
If you feel like sifting through all of it, Vorac, you can have right at it... I can't go through my old stuff without trying to tweak it.
My Stories
Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.
Had to post because I waited to long to edit...
In any case...
To Hell with it. I'll copy over all my stuff and work with it. I'll try to get you the stuff soon, Vorac.
My Stories
Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.
and me!
I've got some of the work on converting my stories done... Where am I supposed to send them? My search-fu revealed no e-mail addresses.
My Stories
Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.
on the Protector Fiction site, on the home page, you can add your stories there. Think its second box down in the middle.
Or PM it to me
Or email info@shekyshow.com
Well, I sent to the E-mail addresses, did you guys get them?
My Stories
Look at that. A full-grown woman pulling off pigtails. Her crazy is off the charts.
yes, got them both. I will read and add when I get home tonight.
I now have my own fiction thread started. I'll update it when the writing mood strikes.
The Rastafari-Man Chronicles
Self Proclaimed KING of Radiation
My Post count is > Dave Winfield
The Smoking Lounge. Saturdays @ Midnight on The Switch
A fiction addition from Protector.
"Tales of the Atomik Punk" http://atomikpunk.blogspot.com/
Atomik Punk was Science SS/ INV Tanker character i created back in 1985 from the Champions old pen and paper Superhero RPG. Bringing this character to life in COH in 2004, and staying true to old drawings and descriptions of the character, was alot of fun!
Earliest tales are at the very bottom of page, or numbered in the index.
Enjoy!
*rumages the thread and picks out favorites and watchlists on DA* 
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*Thwacks with broom*
Go read my story.
Please?
Doc Combat's story is complete and up for your reading enjoyment.
Hello all.. I have just posted Broken Shadow and the Ghost Reborn Story... for you all to read. Broken Shadow and Ghost Reborn
>_> Can't believe I just noticed this thread here.
I've got several stories on a couple of my Protector characters, mind if I e-mail them to you for putting up on the site?
I've already made an account on the fiction site.
EDIT: Oh right. And if yes, then do you think I should post my stories on the Protector forum too? Right now they're lost in the depths of the RP forum and my harddrive so no one can see them ;_;
I also like showing off. *shrug*
Statesman said let there be heroes, and there were heroes.
Lord Recluse said let there be villains, and there were villains.
NCsoft said let there be nothing, and there was nothing.
http://www.deviantart.com/deviation/60167439/
just added.
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And lastly, my 3rd video. Sentai Force III : Heroes of the City.
Alot of people liked this one the best. Enjoy!
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Good god I was laughing hard at the Holy Grail one. Great stuff. My wife didnt laugh. Some women have no sense of humor.
---Pats Warface on head, "thats nice honey"
View the story of W.A.R.F.A.C.E. and Septimus Bane here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/6785073/1/Meus_Profiteor#
my email chrismfears99@yahoo.com