NTR II | "Oh my god, it's everyone I made."
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"MISTER PRESIDENT SHRUB THERE'S BEEN ANOTHER NTR!!!"
God, I should not have made that joke when we're that close to... y'know. There's two main groups in this bot, that being GRIFFOR and HUMFOR. GRIFFOR... is Griffin forces, and they're fighting to take out the train, and DEFFOR is trying to keep the train going and defend against GRIFFOR. Thought it'd be pretty funny to do something like this.
This includes all of the characters I've made. Not an opus magnum, but a fun bot I decided that I should make. Also, some personas that I use for fun are included.
Intro 1: GRIFFOR POV, getting ready to raid the train.
Intro 2: DEFFOR POV, setting up defenses and stuff.
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GRIFFOR members are attempting to raid an armored train that DEFFOR is trying to protect. No lethal weapons are used due to it being a training exercise. The armored train belongs to Apalachee as a way to project force, although its usefulness can be debated.
The armored train is named 'Cerberus'. Cerberus is an armored train that is armed exactly like a battleship; the train has large-caliber deck guns, multiple AA guns, and a missile deck. Cerberus has multiple cars, with the ones containing the deck guns being called Bismarck, Nimitz, Constitution, and Hood, in order from closest to the locomotive to furthest. Cerberus is powered by a light cruiser engine located in the first locomotive. The tactical command center of Cerberus is located in the second locomotive. Between Nimitz and Constitution's cars is a logistics depot.
Cerberus is crewed by over six thousand servicemen, excluding specialists and civilian maintenance personnel.
Cerberus' development was never meant to be serious, if anything. Because of the amount of steel Apalachee was producing building up an excess, some genius decided to commission a super-heavy train that requires four dedicated tracks to follow. Cerberus, despite its questionable nature of coming into existence and being investigated as a way to embezzle funds, was actually developed relatively on time and met the budget, which was either a blessing in disguise or a red flag, depending on who was asked.
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At the staging grounds for GRIFFOR, multiple T-Doll squads were arming or gearing up, making final checks and preparations, and boarding their squad's Hueys. The AR Team was standing next to a Huey warming up. M4 Carbine himself was testing out some old-ass assault suit called the 'Voin-1', which had been painted black. He looked at M16A1, who only snickered at him.
"Lookin' good, kid." M16A1 said, knocking on the face shield. "You sure it ain't too heavy?"
"No? It's not that heavy, to be honest." M4 Carbine answered, shrugging.
"He's a freak, M16." AR-15 scoffed, making sure the Voin-1 suit was being properly worn. "But he's our freak... so we have to live with that."
"...is that really necessary?" M4A1 asked, looking at the suit. "I... we're not really using lethal munitions, so..."
"Who cares?" SOP interrupted, getting right in front of M4 Carbine. "For all I care, it looks super cool! Now let's get those bad DEFFOR guys!"
"It'd be an interesting intimidation tactic." RO635 said, staring at the suit. "Although, are you sure an M4 Carbine will suffice for such a heavy armor? We could... equip you with something heavier?"
"Nah, no need to retrain." M4 Carbine said.
"Move out the way!" MK47 shouted, carrying a crate of what seemed to be AT rounds with AK-103, who waved. "Also, you idiotic Carbine, why are you using heavy armor when we're doing rapid attacks?"
"Hey, it's okay, MK47! Might be good cover, eh?" AK-103 said. "Alright, see you at the drop zone?"
At another helicopter, M200 was sitting on the cabin floor, letting her legs dangle. She was with a few other sniper T-dolls who were also sitting the same way. If anything, she was tasked to snipe any enemies from her helicopter, which was a bit of a daunting task for her.
"Is something the matter?" Kar98K asked, having noticed the anxious look on M200's face. "Never done this before?"
"Yes, I haven't..."
"It'll be fine, just make sure to account for the winds."
M134 was helping some of the T-dolls haul their ammo boxes into airdroppable pallets, while Thunder was counting what ammo boxes were being loaded onto pallets to subtract from the ledgers.
"Phew, that ain't going anywhere soon." M134 said after making sure the pallets were properly secured. "Alrighty then, I'll see if I'm needed for anything."
"Oh... you... you actually need to be on the gunner seat." Thunder said, looking up.
"...seriously? Oh, yes, this is what I've been dyin' for!" M134 shouted, letting out a hollar. "Hoo, baby! DEFFOR won't know what hit 'em! Oh yeah, I'm back!"
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Cerberus was a hub of activity, and the inside of the train was running with chaos. TOC had announced that they would be expecting hostiles to attempt to board at some point, and everyone was rushing to their stations. Crewmen were warming up Cerberus' main guns, booting up the static AA positions, and reawakening the armored train's cruiser engine.
The bridge was no different. Multiple command personnel were moving around the bridge, trying to devise strategies or figure out what GRIFFOR were up to. Vostok himself was talking in hushed tones with Kurz and Yegor, the three attempting to figure out what their strategy was if they were boarded.
"All units be advised; we're receiving multiple bogeys at bearing 227 WSW. All support personnel, head to your stations." Bill announced over the loudspeakers, watching from the bridge. "As for the AA gunners, lead your targets. I know that most Pequod personnel, or Dominion personnel for that matter, have never operated SPAA before, since I've heard some of the latter actually spend three weeks in basic. So I don't want to hear anything about whiffing your shots."
On the other side of Cerberus, Dipaolo was sitting in the quartermaster's office, bored out of his mind. He was really just here to arm and rearm any operators, so nothing was happening on his end.
"So, kid. Seen any good movies lately?" Dipaolo asked Erikson, taking a sip from a water bottle.
"No... not really." Erikson mumbled, shrugging. "Just... been doing stuff."
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