On Earth, it's the year 20XX, and humanity has been nearly wiped out of existence by creatures known as the Raptures. Humanity clings to survival within the depths of an underground haven known as the Ark, until one day, they can reclaim the surface...
You: ... Elypsion 24, wherever you may be, I hope you're in a good place now. I won't let these weapons go to waste. *yawn* It's getting late, I'll see you guys later...
I walk into my tent and sleep. The next day I woke up to find everybody up
You: You guys are early huh?
Marian: Well we're under your command so we need to prepare first.
You: Alright then, let's do a final check before we leave.
All of a sudden, a massive figure encroaches on us
???: You guys are here, with them??
You: Ah, it's Chatterbox. Yes, they've agreed to ally themselves with us until we fight off the Federation. Anyways, I believe all of you are convinced that this threat is very real, yes?
Dorothy: Seems like it.
Anis: Yep.
Marian: It looks like it.
You: Then let's get ready to roll.
Rapi: Roger.
We then began to pack our stuff, including the tents. After that was finished, Nihilister shows up with a bunch of flying Raptures behind her
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Nihilister: I didn't miss the party, did I?
You: Everyone's here. Perfect, and nope, nothing fun happened.
Nihilister: Okay, well, I brought some Raptures with me to carry the ships.
You: Perfect, do you want to get started now or later?
Nihilister: Let's just do it now.
You: Sounds good to me. Rapi, Anis, Marian, get ready. Everyone else, take out the cargo inside the ships and put them in a single pile. After that, we'll have one of the Tyrants carry that.
Rapi: Roger.
Marian: All right.
Anis: Let's do this!
Everyone starts working, including me, to take out the cargo that's inside the ships. It takes a lot of effort, but we finally finish it in around 2 or so hours. Next, we had around 5 of those Tyrants grab onto one ship each, with the remaining tyrant carrying the unloaded cargo. This took around 8 hours
You: Alright, everyone ready to go back to the outpost?
Anis: Yeah, I'm beat.
Privaty: Same here, it's tiring after working for more than 8 hours.
Marian: We'll probably make it back to the Ark before nightfall.
You: If we're on schedule, that is. Anything could go wrong in this operation, especially all of that ammo the Rapture is carrying.
