A small idea I had late at night (it's not very, organized).
15 years ago
"What the fuck are they?" "Where did they come from?" "What do they want with us?"
The three main questions asked whenever strange new lifeforms are encountered. Those are also the same questions I imagined a moderate group of hunters/friends/family members (all in the early teens to late fifties age range) would ask if they had been staying (on vacation) in a cabin in the backcountry when one day, early in the morning, an anthro wolf, rat, and raccoon, all in body armor and all carrying weapons (the wolf an RPD and a PP2000, the raccoon an M4A1 and two Glock 17s, and the rat a Glock 18 and a silenced M16A4--very modern, high-tech firearms) had been seen walking towards the house, through the woods, and then into the kitchen to raid the food stores (all three are clearly emaciated and exhausted)--the heavily armed wolf tiredly keeping watch while the raccoon and rat pull out three black trash bags (one for each soldier) and start filling them with food, not aware that they are being watched (that animal instinct that alerts an animal to danger can dull if the animal does not eat or sleep, after all) by the inhabitants of the house, just a few rooms away. They [the animals] wear identical green BDUs and all have an unrecognizable flag patch on their shoulder. The wolf has on a black bandanna, the raccoon wears a headband with german wording, and the rat wears an engineering cap (again, with an unrecognizable symbol on it). They talk to each other quietly in low tones, speaking slightly accented English, commenting about the lack of people on the way to the house and marveling at their luck even finding it in the first place (they were entirely out of supplies and hadn't eaten in over a week, and were on the brink of collapse), debating whether or not to stay the night and move out in the morning (move out to where, they do not say). The wolf supports the idea the raccoon proposes, but the rat doesn't feel too strongly about it (he argues that the original inhabitants might discover them--oblivious to the ironic fact that they're already being watched) and suggests that they just take the food and look for a safe place to sleep in the woods. The raccoon considers this silently, but the wolf laughs without any humor and says "At this point, I don't even care if we're discovered. I just want to eat something and then sleep in a real bed for one night." Although the raccoon and rat both share this feeling, they remain cautious. In the other room, the human hunters quietly consider their own course of action while the younger ones keep quiet and stay out of sight of the windows (they don't know if there are any more animal things out there). They consider shooting them, but one looks at the animal trio and takes in the kevlar vests and big fully-automatic guns they carry, then at the hunters' bolt-action game rifles and shotguns. He shakes his head, no. There is no telling what the animals would even do if they discovered that they were being watched. At that point they hear the wolf say "So if we do stay here the night, what the hell are we supposed to do if the original owners show up and find us? We're on our own now, remember?" The raccoon replies "Yes, I remember fully what our situation is, Javier. We were lucky to get out of there with our skins intact. After the landing, the three of us are totally isolated. For all anyone else knows, we could be floating in space with aliens surrounding us." The rat laughs and calls the raccoon out. "You call that a landing? The damn pod nearly broke up when we left the plane! Next time, I fly, alright?" The animals are obviously more relaxed now, happy to have food and feeling secure, at least for the moment. The wolf Javier props his RPD against the fridge and kneels to retie his boot laces, while the raccoon and the rat finish filling the bags with food and tie them off to prevent spills. They pull up chairs and sit at the kitchen table, one pulling out a map and laying it flat. The raccoon points to a spot on the map, then uses a pencil to mark it and another spot clear on the other side. "That's where we were, and this house is where we are now. We're all that's left and we need to stick together. Anyone have any ideas on where to go next?"
I know it isn't well organized or anything, and it's incomplete, but it's still an idea. As you can probably tell from the guns they use, it's inspired by Modern Warfare 2 (which would make that cabin in the woods the same cabin from the Estate multiplayer map).
Still not sure what the hell the humans are going to do, or how the anthros will react.
The three main questions asked whenever strange new lifeforms are encountered. Those are also the same questions I imagined a moderate group of hunters/friends/family members (all in the early teens to late fifties age range) would ask if they had been staying (on vacation) in a cabin in the backcountry when one day, early in the morning, an anthro wolf, rat, and raccoon, all in body armor and all carrying weapons (the wolf an RPD and a PP2000, the raccoon an M4A1 and two Glock 17s, and the rat a Glock 18 and a silenced M16A4--very modern, high-tech firearms) had been seen walking towards the house, through the woods, and then into the kitchen to raid the food stores (all three are clearly emaciated and exhausted)--the heavily armed wolf tiredly keeping watch while the raccoon and rat pull out three black trash bags (one for each soldier) and start filling them with food, not aware that they are being watched (that animal instinct that alerts an animal to danger can dull if the animal does not eat or sleep, after all) by the inhabitants of the house, just a few rooms away. They [the animals] wear identical green BDUs and all have an unrecognizable flag patch on their shoulder. The wolf has on a black bandanna, the raccoon wears a headband with german wording, and the rat wears an engineering cap (again, with an unrecognizable symbol on it). They talk to each other quietly in low tones, speaking slightly accented English, commenting about the lack of people on the way to the house and marveling at their luck even finding it in the first place (they were entirely out of supplies and hadn't eaten in over a week, and were on the brink of collapse), debating whether or not to stay the night and move out in the morning (move out to where, they do not say). The wolf supports the idea the raccoon proposes, but the rat doesn't feel too strongly about it (he argues that the original inhabitants might discover them--oblivious to the ironic fact that they're already being watched) and suggests that they just take the food and look for a safe place to sleep in the woods. The raccoon considers this silently, but the wolf laughs without any humor and says "At this point, I don't even care if we're discovered. I just want to eat something and then sleep in a real bed for one night." Although the raccoon and rat both share this feeling, they remain cautious. In the other room, the human hunters quietly consider their own course of action while the younger ones keep quiet and stay out of sight of the windows (they don't know if there are any more animal things out there). They consider shooting them, but one looks at the animal trio and takes in the kevlar vests and big fully-automatic guns they carry, then at the hunters' bolt-action game rifles and shotguns. He shakes his head, no. There is no telling what the animals would even do if they discovered that they were being watched. At that point they hear the wolf say "So if we do stay here the night, what the hell are we supposed to do if the original owners show up and find us? We're on our own now, remember?" The raccoon replies "Yes, I remember fully what our situation is, Javier. We were lucky to get out of there with our skins intact. After the landing, the three of us are totally isolated. For all anyone else knows, we could be floating in space with aliens surrounding us." The rat laughs and calls the raccoon out. "You call that a landing? The damn pod nearly broke up when we left the plane! Next time, I fly, alright?" The animals are obviously more relaxed now, happy to have food and feeling secure, at least for the moment. The wolf Javier props his RPD against the fridge and kneels to retie his boot laces, while the raccoon and the rat finish filling the bags with food and tie them off to prevent spills. They pull up chairs and sit at the kitchen table, one pulling out a map and laying it flat. The raccoon points to a spot on the map, then uses a pencil to mark it and another spot clear on the other side. "That's where we were, and this house is where we are now. We're all that's left and we need to stick together. Anyone have any ideas on where to go next?"
I know it isn't well organized or anything, and it's incomplete, but it's still an idea. As you can probably tell from the guns they use, it's inspired by Modern Warfare 2 (which would make that cabin in the woods the same cabin from the Estate multiplayer map).
Still not sure what the hell the humans are going to do, or how the anthros will react.
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or an Auto-12 with 4 drums of foster slugs and one of frag-12 rounds
What I was really doing was opening it up for people so they could help me come up with what happens next, if you're interested in that :3 * <- cute face*
I don't know if tank armor is the best, though...better coverage would be triple-layered steel or titanium steel with kevlar protecting the joints and soft fabric underneath. You could also have it shaped to fit your...*ahem* contours that way, instead of just hanging bits of tank off of your body. It'd look maighty daymn smexeh :3
sorry, I have to do that every time. I can't stand it when people say "Master Chief" like's it's the bastard's fucking name.
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the tape is covering one of the stars
And he's been a Master Chief Petty Officer (Grade 1) throughout the whole original Halo trilogy.
in background: YAY *confetti*
~headshot~