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Thread: Warfighter 2000: World War III RP IC Thread

The Major, no colonel, he corrected himself with a bitter taste, was calming down finally, enough to function anyway. Time to go get a look at the state of things first hand. He stuck his head back in the tent. Pick me up on my phone if anything happens. He said, referring to his radio. He clapped a helmet on his head and rested his arm along the spine of the machine gun that was hanging from the sling on his shoulder and started walking. His weapon looked like something from WW II and almost was, but when wars happened you often had to put old guns into knew hands and old ones because it was all you had on hand. Another legionnaire followed behind him. A young woman with dark Moroccan skin. This is a great freaking day for the world to fall apart. Me said bitterly. What had the brass been thinking, what had everyone been thinking. Well he would be damned to hell before he took this sitting down, and if he had his way he would march right back to Paris, promote himself to general, and then have the whole army staff rounded up and host before giving himself a medical discharge and a hefty pension. He caught site of a young officer and marched over to you. Hey yankie, what's your name... Alright lieutenant, well looks like I'm your new commander since your own commanders have all soiled themselves and run off. He said with a tired look in his eyes. Get this position cleaned up, and get that peace of garbage out of here and get yourself a real machine gun... He held up a hand to silence any retorts as he called his logistics and told them to bring a 7.62 machine gun down there. I'll give you 500 rounds, don't waste it and don't loose it because it's all you get until we capture more okay? You get your people together and get ready to jump when I tell you because I don't intend to sit around and wait for the Reds to come and shoot us. So, as soon as I know what the hell is going on with NATO forces we're going to secure Berlin and I mean really secure Berlin. Then I'm going to march this army back west and I'm going to shoot all of those idiots you Americans call staff officers so I hope you don't have a problem with that. He spoke so dryly it was hard to tell if he was joking. After that he turned around to goo check out something else and the woman following him shrugged apologetically. Look, he's as grumpy as an old badger but he means well. He's a good commander trust me. She said and hurried after him.
Thread: Warfighter 2000: World War III RP IC Thread

The Colonel stared at her for a moment, before turning to the woman behind him and saying something to her in french, then to Marcia. Take the Corporal here, considering our situation I think we all need to be learning to work more closely together and she's a good woman to have so use her how you see fit, besides it's about time you all learned what makes a french backside different then a soviet one. There very nice you should probably pay attention. He gave a weak smile which was the only tell that the last part might have been a dry joke considering that he said the whole thing in the same tone. Yes, the colonel did still have a sense of humor, though it was rare for him to bring it out. Be careful not to go out to far, the Red line isn't very far in front of us, and we are moving operation to the casino so be aware. He then turned and kept walking. He went around their rear line sectors and checked things out, sent troops to officers and officers to men, as long as they spoke the same language he didn't care, and if they didn't follow orders he had no use for them. If they wanted they could leave, but the only thing they could take with them, was their uniform and a canteen. After that he went back to his command tent to help move it out of the city park where it was set up and move it into the Spielbank Casino. It was funny, they were not far from the Berlin wall, they had pushed this far, only for their lines to stop on the edge of east and west. Adrea was not a large woman, but she was strong and many would say pretty, not that she cared what people said one way or the other. She adjusted the sling of her captured AK And saluted crisply to the lieutenant. Well, the commander told you to learn what my beautiful ass looks like, so my ass is reporting. She joked.
Thread: Warfighter 2000: World War III RP IC Thread

Abandoned... admittedly they'd had a checkered past with just about any nation in the world but this really just stung. first supply convoys were getting rarer, then no more planes flying overhead and finally the roads were getting deserted. That was what the German people that hadn't evacuated westwards were faced with, the war grinding down the superpowers of the world and finally getting too expensive, leaving lots of soldiers with lots of guns functionally marooned in their homeland. sure, the ones at the frontlines would maintain discipline, they still had their original enemies to worry about and couldn't afford to slacken in discipline, but in the back a few cowboys apparently thought they could make like marauders and loot whatever was not tied down. that was of course something the large number of german volunteers found to be disagreeable, and Rammstein, the famed US airforce base and european stronghold became the site of a new somewhat haphazard coalition of armed civilians, volunteers and a few hardy NATO forces that chose to stay. This new force would do their very best to clean up the western hinterlands while Wolfrid, one of their speakers, would lead what armor and supplies could be spared east, hopeful to link up with the remaining NATO troops in germany. alright, we're making good time as is, we should soon come into their range so get me a radio. the young man told one of the few actual soldiers under his lead, the officers had jumped the sinking ship, leaving any rookie that wasn't in the chopper at three behind, and least of those had particular ambitions to lead. as he receives the microphone he begins a broadcast to any units on the NATO frequencies. all remaining NATO forces in Germany, this is the voice of the resistance, we are not ready to give up, and if we have to hold our homeland together with staples and tape. we're currently dealing with the looters and thieves back in the west but are sending whatever manpower, vehicles and supplies we can spare, we're approaching Frankfurt from the west in US vehicles, kindly don't shoot.
Thread: Warfighter 2000: World War III RP IC Thread

Aiden finished up his supply check and returned the clipboard hed been carrying to the soldier guarding the makeshift depots door. Reporting to Sergeant Eriksen would be a bit of a problem while the supply depot wasnt particularly large by any means, if one got turned around in there, the best thing to do was to get the hell out. Which is exactly what Aiden did, choosing to disassemble and clean his sniper while waiting for the sergeant to finish his checklist. Sunglasses flipped down over his eyes, he hummed a soft tune while he worked over his rifle, making sure the metal workings were clean and ready for action.
Thread: Warfighter 2000: World War III RP IC Thread

Voice of Resistance, this is Foreign Legion HQ in Berlin, our commander has assumed NATO command on the ground here. What's your bearing on us? Said a male voice crackling across the air waves through the static. If you have any updates on the rest of Europe that would be nice, especially why Command lost their damn heads? A head stuck through the door and then a body in a Foreign Legion uniform came through. Franais anglais? The soldier asked him.
Thread: Warfighter 2000: World War III RP IC Thread

our bearing on you? i hope we mistranslated that because our bearing on you is that we are the only thing resembling an authority bigger than our own camp in europe. your commanders packed up, abandoning everything and everyone too slow to ride out on the only wave of cargo planes. the situation in the rest of Europe is best described as a clusterfuck, we got lots of soldiers and no central authority to reign them in, just about all the states have gone broke. the men at arms try to maintain order now but until either they coordinate themselves or go up in smoke from the strain it's all in the air.
Thread: Warfighter 2000: World War III RP IC Thread

Knowing that suppiles would be next to impossible to receive for awhile, The sergeant major took his times getting a full count on the ammunition and fuel numbers. If they ran out of ammo for the weapons that everyone had on base. They may have to start using the enemy weapons inplace of their own. Gas could be used from different sources, but th3y took would run out soon. Once the number was recorded, he marked it down and handed the paperwork to the deport's personnel so they could have records. Arvid walked out of the deport to find the young American working on his rifle, the Norwegian NCO smirked, Ready for action private? He asked him. Lets head back and report our findings. How are we on the food and medical suppiles? He asked as he began to walk heading back to the officers. As he got back, he saw the lieutenant with two Corporals, one American and one French. He saw the Colonal go into the command tent. It was probably better if he reported his find to the Lieutenant first then the colonel. Here is the report of the suppiles Lieutenant, he handed her a paper sheet that had the list of their suppiles that he had finished up on their way up to her. We have enough ammo if we don't burn through it like madmen. We should be fine for about two months. Fuel about a month or more. But about the same if we don't burn through it fast. He reported before letting the private give his report ad well.
Thread: Warfighter 2000: World War III RP IC Thread

By bearing I meant where are you relative to us. Said the voice on the other end of the line, slightly annoyed. If it makes you feel better we've all been thrown for the same loop you have and are just trying to get control of our own situation.
Thread: Warfighter 2000: World War III RP IC Thread

Aiden snapped a smart salute when Arvid came out of the makeshift depot, rising from where hed been crouched, working on his rifle. Sarge! Food and medical supplies are accounted for! He shouldered his rifle, then continued. If we pace our rationing, our food supplies should last another three months. Medical supplies are, well... The blond privates voice trailed off, and he sighed. Were horribly undersupplied medically. I mean, if we dont get shot, we should have enough to last about the same time. He shook his head, rolling his eyes. What am I saying? This is a war zone- of course people are going to get shot.
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Thread: Raped to Order [UseAlex & Newbalogna]

She awoke to the buzzing of fluorescent lights. She was on a narrow hospital bed. She's coming to, a muffled voice echoed from ... somewhere. The last thing she remembered was walking on the street, hearing the screech of car tires, looking over to see a black van pull up next to her, hands all over her, and a strong chemical smell in her nose. Around her were four glass walls, making a perfect cube between the floor and ceiling. Beyond the glass walls were a dozen or so technicians in white coats, looking up from their computers to stare into the box she was in. Beyond them where the shabby walls, exposed pipes, and frosted glass windows of a shabby industrial building in the cheap part of town. Nobody made any motion to open the glass cage she was in. In fact, she couldn't even see an obvious way out.
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W-whhhaaa... I moan and sit up on the hospital bed, bringing my legs to the side and sitting on the edge. I hold my head as I regain consciousness, looking around the room with confusion, which quickly gives way to fear. My favorite short red skirt barely covers my thighs and my tight t-shirt contains my B-cup breasts modestly. I shake my head one last time, my long red hair swaying at my hips, as I fully come to my senses. What is this?! What's going on!? My eyes scan the inside of the glass cube, but I see no way in or out. Instinctively, I bring my legs together and put my arms on my lab, tugging my skirt down in a vain attempt to cover more of my thighs. I love this outfit, but I'm suddenly feeling very exposed in this situation.
Thread: Raped to Order [UseAlex & Newbalogna]

Did her tests indicate she was adequately hydrated to being the procedure? One lab tech called out. Another goes to his computer, looks intently at the screen as he mouses around, and then finally delivers his deliberation. Eh, whatever. We can hydrate her more during the hybridization. He turns to his left, before doing a terrible Liam Neeson Release the Kraken! Everybody stares at him for a moment. Dude, that joke is too old. Whatever, he visibly bristles. Just pour in the symbiote. A key is pressed on a terminal. Overhead, a largish pipe begins to groan and rattle. Something is clearly moving through it towards the glass cell the girl is trapped in. Suddenly, gray glop pours out of the pipe, landing in a thick puddle on the floor. Everyone stares at the puddle as it slowly congeals into a perfect circle in the middle of the cell. The ringleader tech looks at everyone there. Look, if I have to tell you your jobs, I might as well do them. Electrify the floor! Activate the training program! Jeez! The puddle begins to form a few grey tentacles - headed straight for her on the hospital bed!
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I back away as best I can, but there is nowhere to run. I let out a scared yelp as the tentacle approaches me. I still don't understand what is happening to me, but I just want to go home. I reach the edge of the hospital bed as far from the grey muck as possible, holding my legs and arms together in a protective stance. My eyes dart around the room, looking for anything that would explain what is going on, but finding nothing. P-please! Stop this! I... I don't understand why you are doing this to me!!! I yell out into the open air as much as to any of the scientists for all they are acknowledging me. They are treating me like I can't hear them and they can't hear me, like I'm some kind of unliving experiment. As the tentacle gets too close for comfort, I instinctively try to give it a swat to get it to back off.
Thread: Raped to Order [UseAlex & Newbalogna]

The goop sticks to her hand, and begins to envelope it. It feels warm, like flesh. While it at first feels a little like silly putty, it immediately conforms to the nooks and crannies of her skin. Within seconds, it is as if her hand had grey skin stretched out to the puddle in the floor. Bioimpedance feedback in green, one technician called. OK to advance coverage. 50 speed, people, keep an eye on your gauges. The grey substance began to crawl up her arm, slowly making its way to her shoulder, melding with her skin every inch of the way. Meanwhile, at her hand, the grey goop began to change color. It started to take on her normal skin tone. As it did, the color of all the goop began to change in a wave, and the whole thing began to appear to be an enormous blob of her skin. Or at least goop that happened to be exactly her skin tone. Good color matching, but don't force the onboards. They can learn on their own, thank you.
Thread: Raped to Order [UseAlex & Newbalogna]

I am utterly stunned. My amazement momentarily overtakes my fear, but I quickly realize the horrid thing that is happening and start to struggle. I try to scrape the filthy stuff off my body, screaming for it to let me go, but it just spread quickly across my skin. It easily fits under my clothes, sticking to my skin like a film even tighter than my bra or panties. I shake my head, begging to be let go. What is this thing?! What is it doing? P-please... don't... I'm starting to see how worthless it is to beg. I gulp, and silently watch the slime spread across my body, hoping it doesn't coat me entirely.
Thread: Raped to Order [UseAlex & Newbalogna]

The stuff melds to her even as if covers her, taking on the characteristic folds of her skin. Even as it is touched it just feels as if her own skin is being touched. As the puddle disappears, she realizes two things she has no way to tell if any of her own skin is left uncovered, and - her bra is suddenly much much too tight. Adhesion? Green, comes the reply. Bioimpedance? Within tolerance. Baud per square inch? Wavering between 40 and 50. Excellent. Remove the baggage and let's start putting the hybrid through her paces. A small spike suddenly juts out from her shoulder. Although it is flesh colored, it has the firm appearance of metal. And it poked a hole straight through her shirt. It slowly retracted, and became normal 'skin'. Only for another to poke through on her other shoulder. Can we speed this up, the lead tech asked. I need to take my kid to soccer practice, and the hybrid needs to be naked before that.
Thread: Raped to Order [UseAlex & Newbalogna]

I can hardly believe that this is happening to me. But then I hear that word. Naked. My arms fly to my shoulders, trying to stop the progress of what I can already tell in undressing. But my bra is already uncomfortably tight. I don't understand what is happening, but it is hard to think of anything other than my chest. I shake my head, trying to focus on what is really important. I can feel the holes in my shirt. I don't know what to do with my hands. How can I stop my own skin from undressing me?! Instead, I cross my hands over my chest so if my shirt does fall away, I can hold it against myself to keep anyone from seeing me. It gives me a chance to feel why my bra is so tight, too...
Thread: Raped to Order [UseAlex & Newbalogna]

Her breasts feel bigger than they should. Noticeable even with her forearms. Subject is obstructing. Self-safety protocol is engaged. Move to legs. Meanwhile, work on figuring over-ride pulses for arms. As the little spikes began pepper the sides of her skirts, she began to feel tickly pulses of electricity coursing though her arms. Slowly but surely, her arms began to peel away from her chest against her own will. As they did, more spikes began eating away at her shirt. Her skirt meanwhile started to fall apart right on her. A chewed up triangle of skirt fell to the floor in front of her, revealing her panties, as more and more of her bra peeked out from under her shirt.
Thread: Raped to Order [UseAlex & Newbalogna]

I... I can't move my arms! What the hell are you doing to me!? The sensation of my arms not responding to my brain is horrifying and bizarre. My attention is on my body, however, as my favorite skirt is torn to shreds and fall to the floor, useless. In only a few moments, I am left in only my panties and bra, which I am thankful for, but I know they will be falling away from me soon. The technician said I had to be naked, like it was mandatory. My mind races to try and figure out a way to prevent that, but it feels like an unavoidable destiny. My knees are together, but without the use of my hands, how could I ever stop it. No one has ever seen me naked before! Why is this happening! I'm still a virgin and now I'm... I don't even know what is happening! Please... Just tell me why you are doing this...
Thread: Raped to Order [UseAlex & Newbalogna]

One of the technicians makes eye contact with her, but only for a moment, and his face was frowning. He pressed a button on the keyboard, and suddenly she felt the same electric pulses coursing through her jaw and tongue muscles, preventing her from speaking. The spikes began to puncture through her bra and panties. Although it wasn't her skin being exposed under her lingerie, as it fell to bits, it looked and felt like it, so it was an academic distinction. As her breasts exploded out of the bra when it finally fell apart, they were clearly bigger then they should have been. Good, good, let's do a capacity test. Now naked, she felt electricity course through her various muscles, and like a spastic marionette, she jerked her way backwards, as her thighs lifted, and spread apart, revealing her naked pussy to every one on the other side of the glass.
Thread: Raped to Order [UseAlex & Newbalogna]

I never felt less like a human than when I had the ability to speak stripped from me. My boobs popped out of my bra and I looked down at them in disbelief. I can't believe they actually altered my body. It's not just a film of something on top of me, but my boobs are actually forever changed. I wanted to beg them to change me back, but that was not something allowed apparently. I whimper, dreading whatever will happen next. When I feel myself moving on my own without my consent again, it is so much more horrible than I could have imagined. My legs lifted and separated and my virgin pussy was revealed to them. I pushed with all my strength to move my hands to cover myself, but I simply was not strong enough. I kept myself clean shaven, but I had never even had an orgasm before. Never masturbated, never inserted anything bigger than a tampon. My pussy was pristine and perfect, the very image of inexperience and virginity, and it was perfectly accessible for all the men to admire and analyze.
Thread: Raped to Order [UseAlex & Newbalogna]

As her legs continued to spread out further, spikes jutted out from her inner thighs. But they quickly spun out and formed tentacles, the migrated into her exposed pussy. First, they pulled back her lips , showing her entry to the staring technicians. But then they proceeded deeper, and as they did, they became thicker, and started to pull open her canal. It's taking a lot of counter pressure to stretch her open. One of the techs said. You think she's a virgin? asked another. I would have never guess that, but these numbers don't lie. Dammit, then this is going to take longer. The lead tech started taking off his coat. I'm authorizing overtime, but I need to get going. If my kid misses soccer practice again my wife will kill me. You guys know the drill. As the tentacles held her pussy open, the new flesh of her breasts seemed to melt together, and then began to extrude into a dildo shape. As the dildo began to stretch to her open pussy, her breasts seemed to almost return to their normal size. Then, the dildo began to probe her open pussy, the feeling was bizzare, because it felt like her breast skin was entering her own pussy.