Story Time V1

Let's continue it from here.

"Oddball will be leading Red squadron."

Oddball stood up.

"Dutch is in charge of gold squadron."

Dutch stood up.

"Trigger has become the new leader of Grey squadron."

Trigger humbly stood up.

"Finally, we have Oxide in control of Blue squadron. He was a member of the first Strike team from the Diotor."

The tall, purple-haired man at the back of the room scanned the area with his pink eyes and twirled his rather large LaCrosse Stick lazily in his right hand, not willing to let it go just yet.

'Where do I fit into this?' he asked, making his presence known to the group neatly.

*Screen fades to grayscale and the man's details come up neatly on the screen

Name: Kurodono Byakurai
Age: 28
Gender: Male
Species: Werewolf
Unique Ability: Manipulation of Direction
Weapon of Choice: LaCrosse Stick

Screen fades back to normal*

Kurodono grins, showing his long fangs, 'Well?'


((Image coming soon... if Scourge is still alive))

"Takeoff will be in fifteen minutes." Bacara said. "Good luck."

Raven looked at Kurodono

"We're assaulting a large battle station."

OOC: I'mma continue from the story from GTM:

IRW picked Adrian up and took him to the side. 'Something is seriously wierd with this reality. The teleportation on my hammer has caused your friend here to just suddenly appear. If that has happened, then who knows what other problems there could be.'

'Calm down, big dude. There's a distress beacon fitted into the armour of the people in my unit. We need them, because we're specialised units, so we often split up. Mine must have activated when we teleported. The energy in this version of our universe may have caused an anomalous reaction in Zhirkov's beacon. The wavelength from our teleport may have been transmitted through his beacon. Hell, maybe my whole unit may get teleported here, I don't know.' explained Adrian.

'Alright, but how many of you are there?' asked IRW.

'There's four people in each unit, but only Markoi is left to teleport.' said Adrian. 'Oh, and don't ask. I'll explain later.'

"All pilots to your ships." An intercom message said.

Everyone left for the hangar.

"Damn, it's beautiful!" Boomer exclaimed, looking at the new bomber.

He and Kojak walked inside.