Master of Puppets (I'm pulling your strings)’s Comments (group member since May 11, 2010)

Master of Puppets (I'm pulling your strings)’s comments from the CMC Powered Combat group.

The cruiser banked right and rocketed toward Alia, slowing to pick her up. She grabbed onto the side and crawled up to an airlock, which opened to let her in. She stumbled in and closed the door. The room filled with air. She smiled and fell, unconscious.

I guessed. I like the name Kirstie and Ari.

((OK! She could be on the ship, as kind of a spy for the Dominion.))

Alia grabbed hold of a chunk of metal. She saw the ship and started waving.

Lilly... again?

Alia looked over the controls of the USS Valkyrie. Due on course. She touched the side of her helmet, accessing the communication to the crew. "Attention, soldiers. We are only eighteen thousand miles from LV-426. Remember, we are unaware of the dangers that COULD be on that planet." She discontinued access to the communications and sighed. "No matter how much of it is bulls***." She angled the stick and they sped up. Suddenly, the ship rocked around. "Whoa!" Alia looked at the copilot. "Take over." The copilot nodded and took her seat as Alia stood up. She sealed her helmet just as the ship rocked again. "What the hell?" she grabbed her gun and ran through the doors, toward the main arsenal. She gasped as the ship rocked for the third time, more powerfully than before. Her communication blinked on and she saw the copilot's face on her Heads-up display. "We've lost the left engine! We're gonna have to make the rest on just... AAGH!" He disappeared in a giant ball of fire. Alia tapped her headset. "Burt? Burt? BURT?!" She turned around, just as the ship split in two. She was sucked out into space. The silence was deafening. She turned around. "No!" She shouted into her headset. She saw someone clinging to a fuel cell. As she was about to jet over to it, it ruptured, killing the man clinging to it instantly. Alia flinched and looked away. She looked at where she was heading. 'No... this is deeper into space! I won't make it!' She tried to hone in to another ship. After much static, she finally found a channel that was open. "Yes?" said the voice coming through, with a thick Russian accent. Alia gasped with relief. Stukov. "Vice Admiral! I need you to help me! My ship exploded and I'm floating dead, my rockets ruptured! Please help me!" Stukov's voice sounded again. "Of course." Alia sighed with relief as the channel closed. She was going to be rescued.

Confederacy are people from Earth, and the Dominion are the colonies who have rejected rule from the Confederacy. Personally, I like the dominion better.

Name: Maren Ayers
Age:Mission(surgery, pain reliever, etc.): Surgery, biology
Personality: Smart, ambitious, and quick to get into heated debates and even fights
Crush/boyfriend/husband: Lt. Orran.
Appearance: http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__c...

p.s., I made so that she will die.

Name: Alia Shepard
Age: 26
Gender: XX
Personality: Kind, smart, powerful, never giving up
Armour: The CMC 300 pressurized battlesuit, full heads-up display and Stimulation insertion equipped
Armament: C20a combat rifle ( http://images4.wikia.nocookie.net/__c... )
History: Only survivor of attack on her city, used to have a boyfriend but he was killed in the attack
Reason for imprisonment: Murdered at age 6, again at age 17 and 19
Crush/(boy, girl)friend/wife/husband: None yet.
Appearance: group photo normally, otherwise http://photo.goodreads.com/photos/127...

These are all-women characters. No men, sorry.

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Here are special characters, like commanders and special ops and all that bulls***.

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Just to let you know, this is the Confederacy army.

Just to let you know, this is the Dominion army.

((Tell the children spooky stories... Mue heh heh heh...))

((MJ lover, you are the exception to this.))

((Fight here, and use double parentheses and proper grammar. Any violations may result in being banned.))

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These are all the 'toys' you can shoot, incinerate, bomb, nuke, and cause general mayhem with.

http://starcraft.wikia.com/wiki/Categ...

Remember, you have to ask before you can get any.

We have a selection of all of these: http://starcraft.wikia.com/wiki/CMC_P... . Choose well. You must ask me before you can use any, unless someone else already has.

p.s., the CMC 660 is the only off-limits armour

p.p.s., that may change... I certainly hope so, just it's currently too strong.