(OOC: Still time to post bios right now)
Thursday October 7th 2094 10:06AM
Several hundered Ships doted the skies leaving earth as nuclear bombs droped in their wake, several Mobile Suit batalions followed trying to stop them, a man with short buzz cutted red hair wearing a black reinforced pilot suit, moved to the Mobile Suit Hangar of the Ship he was in. “This is Chris West, ready to launch and destroy the presuers.”
“You’ll only have three minutes before you won’t be able to reach the ships again. And the forces allready on the colony will need you for their final push.” Dr. Richard J. Gregory replied over the comms. “The Aliance for a new tomorow needs you.”
Chris noded as he got in his Mobile Suit a Black and Yellow Victory 2 Gundam. The doors slid open on the hangar. “Acknowledged.” The V2 walked to the edge and dived, they were miles up the suits he was facing had flight packs on them, most of them were from the Cosmic Era though there were a few machines he never saw before with them, the Thrusters of the V2 leapt to life as he brandished his sword, it was an Anti-Ship sword that he had made for this suit. (OOC: Similar to the ones from SEED)
He cleaved though one suit then another while falling straight down, he could see erupting orange lights acrossed the land scape the bombs, Earths fall was upon them and he had the best View of it. He then turned arround and took a few shots at some of the suits, there were two many, The Wings of Light erupted from his thrusters as he rushed up towards ten suits he disabled most of them and destroyed the others their wreckage falling to earth. Layed to waste like the Rest of the planet. He went back to the fleeing ships to presue the final push on the Colonies. Humanities last bastion, our final hope will be in space, it is by a baptism of fire we leave our Cradle, may our endevors be ever fruitful.
Act 1: Awakening
July 23rd 2304 or S.A.0210
An alarm buzzed on a night stand. “Ugh.” a man got off of the bed he took out a gun and full on shot the alarm clock. “Shut the f*** up you cock.” he moved out into the makeshift living room and sat on a couch he was in his boxer shorts and his hair was disshevled. He sat down and reached out for a pill container he takes the last pill from it and sits back for a second. He gets up after he feels the medications kicking in. God that has to be the strongest shit I’ve ever made.
He gets dressed in a Blue T-Shirt, a tattered Brown duster and some equal tattered Jeans before puting his Side arms on and walking out the door he straped an eye patch over his right eye even though it was perfectly fine. The hos desert sun beat down on the ruins of the city of Reno. He walked though the streets kids playing arround in tatered clothes, makeshift houses made of scrap metal everywhere. People moved though the streets with small Caravans full of scrap they found in the waste scraping to survive
He walked acrossed the town making his way to what looked to be what passed for a Millitary instalation. He got in his Mobile Suit a grey White and Blue Gouf and started it up. “Keep out of Sector Nine, that’s mine today.” He moved the suit out into the desert. Towards a blip on his radar he saw. “I wonder what f***ers I’m going to kill today, I hope they’re good this time though.” he said in glee.