Stranded Clones (Page 1 of 4)

Name: Callaway
Number:1207
Class: Demolitions expert
Type: Clone Commando
WOC: Wookie Rocket launcher, anti-armor attachement, DC-12 blaster rifle, thermal charges, thermal detonators, and  flame thrower attachement ( for DC-12 blaster rifle)
Personality:  Quiet, destructive, very intelligent about explosives, loyal, trustworthy, caring
Rank:private
Squad number: 4

Callaway had been up all night, he hadn't even fallen unconcious when the gunship crashed. The second it did though he tried to get the pilots out, but one had died upon impact, from what he knew he in the medical field, he treated the pilot, but his efforts were futile and the pilot had died 3 hours ago.Now he was hiding up in a tree he had crawled up the tree becuase he heard something moving, there in front of him was another Clone commando, he vaguely remebered this one , it was 1214, the idiot who jumped off in the stratosphere of the jungle planetthis guy was filled to the brim with weapons. He crawled don to greet the fhis comrade, thankful to see him alive.

Name: Diablo
Number: 8790071
woc: DC-17 blaster rifle, ec detonators, pistol,
Type: Regular clone
Class: scout
personality: dark, loves to kill
squad #: 3
rank: private

the crash had devastated Diablo, his armor was so hot he felt like he'd melt. Dazed he walked around aimlessly looking for clones that had survived.

Yes I like it very much, Raven Squad, thanks Adeptus

As Des walked through the forest looking at the crashed gunship in front of him, he heard a twig snap and immediatly turned around. Swinging his sniper around finger on trigger, he realized he was looking at a clone commando, he dropped his gun almost instantly, 1207 that you, thank god. I can't find anyone thats still alive. Lets try and set up camp using the gunship parts, sound good?

Des had just finished repairing the transmissions com on his suit . "all clones come in, any surviving clones pick up, shelter has been established at 137 lattitude, 456 longitude, any clones in need of medical attention meet here," After sending this out he started to repair the rest of his suit. His hud staticed to life, he activated his beacon and waited for any incoming transmissions.

Shade started as he heard the surviving clones message. He attached his SMG to his combat webbing and shouldered his DC-17, and begain the hike to the camp sight. But he kept comm silence.......just incase

Shade walked into the clearing, scanning everything carefuly. He saw two commandos in the clearing. "Vode" he said in Mandolorain. They spun around with rifles trained, but they droped them just as fast when they saw him. "Kondosi ner vode" he said once more in Mandolorain, patting his hands in the air. "Howed you get so close with out us seeing you?" one of them said. "CC-0142/26, SHADOW squad he said while he sauluted smartly. "My sqauds for Black ops/stealth missions mainly"

Kal walked into the clearing, he saw three other commandos. They didnt seem to see him, so he decided to play a joke. "DROP YOUR WEAPONS!!!" He yelled, and they whirled around quickly. He lowered his gun and laughed. Then walked forward.

"You jumped." Kal said smugly. "Oh, by the way, where are we?"

"I cant belive you jumped.....that was hallarious. At least the other guys didnt. But still, that was great." Kal grinned, and looked around, "Well, im not the boss, What do we do now?"

Neither can I. still a bit woozy over the whole thing happened. So anyone know how long we've been here?  Oh and by the way the next time you do that Kal I will kill you. No offense or anything but we're stranded here, even if we could get a beacon up and have someone rescue us, you think that armada of separatist forces would let them just walk down here and rescue its finest!!!

"where just as safe here as we are somewhere eles......" muttered Shade.