The Invasion

[haas mark]

I said OLRIK was from Portugal. Not you.

I knew this. That part of the message was for Olrik. The part about them being Spanish was kinda for you, I gues....I dunno. Maybe Zaia's comment made me think that you ahould be included for some reason. *shrug*

[Evil Sadistic Bastard]

And what is the basic premise of Invasion? A cult of sex-worshipping slaves invades Earth? I'd be the first to surrender.

[haas mark]

Well, I dunno much of the plot, but it may very well turn into a light porno...but like I said, it's quite open-ended, and I'm just waiting for a few suggestions from you guys.

I also ned to know what these times might be as posted above....

[Evil Sadistic Bastard]

Well, I dunno much of the plot, but it may very well turn into a light porno...but like I said, it's quite open-ended, and I'm just waiting for a few suggestions from you guys.

I also ned to know what these times might be as posted above....

Include me as a playboy gunslinger. Excellent idea
:shameless::shameless::shameless::shameless:

[haas mark]

Well, I dunno much of the plot, but it may very well turn into a light porno...but like I said, it's quite open-ended, and I'm just waiting for a few suggestions from you guys.

I also ned to know what these times might be as posted above....

Include me as a playboy gunslinger. Excellent idea
:shameless::shameless::shameless::shameless:

lol, okay, just give me a name for yourself, unless you've already done it? I dun remember what it is...

[Evil Sadistic Bastard]

Alec DeLeon.

[haas mark]

Alec DeLeon.

Okay. I added an extra 'e' on the end, if oyu don't mind. French?

[Evil Sadistic Bastard]

No problem. Provided he isn't an asshole pansy.

[haas mark]

No problem. Provided he isn't an asshole pansy.

LOL, no, I think that he'll be one of the more major characters, I hope.

[Evil Sadistic Bastard]

Lookit all the flashy lights... green, brown,green, brown...
This means that I better say something useful or Stravo will hang my tentacled ass out to dry.

Oookay, I basically know that the Earth is prolly going to be invaded by aliens... Any resistance? Who fights back and how?

[haas mark]

Lookit all the flashy lights... green, brown,green, brown...
This means that I better say something useful or Stravo will hang my tentacled ass out to dry.

Oookay, I basically know that the Earth is prolly going to be invaded by aliens... Any resistance? Who fights back and how?

Well, as of yet, there's no resistance. That won't come unitl much later. Right now, everyone's just trying to figure out what's going on since abunch of cities just got blasted into nothingness. The only non-capital (so far) is Melbourne and St Petersburg (I think I'll leave Moscow out).

[Vympel]

How do you mean non-capital?

[Evil Sadistic Bastard]

How do you mean non-capital?

I think Comrade verilon means "cities which are not capital cities and are thus your standard hive of scum and villainy. "

[haas mark]

How do you mean non-capital?

Well, London, DC, Tokyo, Paris, Beijing, and Cairo are capitals. Melbourne and St. Petersburg are not.

[Colonel Olrik]

Zana Delgado
Rosa Castillo
Maria Redondo
Antonio Torres
Pedro Andres

Those are portuguese! They're not foreign!!!!



And Pedro is a very very nice name. It's also my name

Errrr, I thought the whole idea was to get names from around the world to possibly incorporate in Ver's story...? And since both Ver and I live in the U.S., Portugal is indeed foreign to us, so the names would be foreign as well......

*utterly confused about why you are angry about that*

And yes, Pedro is a nice name... *still confused*

I was just joking. The names are quite common to me, so I laughed to see them proposed as foreign. I've read many fanfics, and none with portuguese names.

And thanks for thinking Pedro a nice name

[Evil Sadistic Bastard]

Those are portuguese! They're not foreign!!!!



And Pedro is a very very nice name. It's also my name

Errrr, I thought the whole idea was to get names from around the world to possibly incorporate in Ver's story...? And since both Ver and I live in the U.S., Portugal is indeed foreign to us, so the names would be foreign as well......

*utterly confused about why you are angry about that*

And yes, Pedro is a nice name... *still confused*

I was just joking. The names are quite common to me, so I laughed to see them proposed as foreign. I've read many fanfics, and none with portuguese names.

And thanks for thinking Pedro a nice name

Heathen! You dare confuse Zaia-sama!

*thwapthwapthwapthappitythawpthappitythwap*

There you go...

[haas mark]

Yes! I found times for my cities.....

I'm posting them here, becasue I currently don't have any of this saved on disk.

GMT 0000

St Petersburg: 3 AM
Moscow: 3 AM
London: 12 AM
Washington, DC: 7 PM day before
Albuquerque, NM: 5 PM day before
San Francisco, CA: 4 PM day before
Beijing: 8 AM
Tokyo: 9 AM
New Delhi: 6 AM
Cairo: 2 AM
Alexandria, Egypt: 2 AM
Sydney: 11 AM
Melbourne: 11 AM

I think this is right. If it's not, somebody please correct me.

[Cpt_Frank]

Some normal german names:
Michael Schmitt (or Schmidt)
Heinz Becker
Gerhard Schröder ( it actually is a very common name)
Jürgen Kiefer

Frank Werle (that's me).

[Zaia]

Those are portuguese! They're not foreign!!!!



And Pedro is a very very nice name. It's also my name

Errrr, I thought the whole idea was to get names from around the world to possibly incorporate in Ver's story...? And since both Ver and I live in the U.S., Portugal is indeed foreign to us, so the names would be foreign as well......

*utterly confused about why you are angry about that*

And yes, Pedro is a nice name... *still confused*

I was just joking. The names are quite common to me, so I laughed to see them proposed as foreign. I've read many fanfics, and none with portuguese names.

And thanks for thinking Pedro a nice name

Ahhh, ok. It was the evil face that threw me off... That's ok--I was trying to figure out how that was wrong of me. So, I guess I did a good job getting authentic names, then, eh?

[haas mark]

It seems I forgot to ask for some nationalities.

I need some Arabic names, preferably Egyptian.
Chinese.
Japanese.
French.
British (believe it or not).
Any distinguishable Australian names.
Indian (from India).

I have enough Russian naems (and I could get more), and I can come up with plenty of Spanish names, American names, etc.

[haas mark]

Invasion Teaser. This is parts 1-3 of Chapter 1. I haven't titled the chapter, and don't know if I will, according to my normal tradition, but I hope you guys like.

Warning on the third part. There is EXTREMELY light gay sexual implication, but not enough to warp your mind. Anyways, here you go.

Note: this is my first attempt at a real sci-fi. I have already planned the end of this book and, well, it looks like it will probably be a series.

Ver.





19 March 2009.
0704 EST.
Washington, D.C.

It was early in the morning. People were getting up to go to work. Kelly Antilles and her husband, Jake, and two kids, Mary and Robert, were on their way to San Francisco. They had finally gotten packed, and were on their way out of the Washington, D.C. area. They had left their home at 6:45 in the morning, as to evade traffic. Spring Break had come early this year, and they were going to Kelly's parents' house in California. They were on the highway, traveling at seventy-five miles per hour, when suddenly a car headed the opposite direction suddenly swerved into her lane. She pounded on the brakes in the Plymouth Voyager that she was driving, and skidded sideways, to try to avoid the oncoming car. A Honda Civic hit her from behind when a bright white light enveloped her and her family.

She came to a few minutes later, and instinctively turned around to see if her kids were all right. Never mind her husband, she had to see her children. She saw that Robert was bleeding out of his ear, and both were unconscious, but noticed that they were breathing, and was relieved. She turned to face her husband, only to find that the door had been ripped off and that he was missing. The door was nowhere in sight. Leaves were blowing into and out of the minivan. It was strangely quiet, considering it she was on the highway. She looked back over to her side of the vehicle, and realized that they were not on the highway any longer. Still dazed, she thought she saw her husband standing up on a hill not too far away. "Jake…?" she whispered.

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19 March 2009.
2304 hours.
Between Melbourne and Sydney, Australia.

Andrew Russell was on his way to Sydney from Melbourne. He had to be ther ein the afternoon for a business meeting. Being one of the more pretigious politicians in the nation, he had to attend. He had decided, however, to take the long route, to drive along the beach. On his right was the beach. It was quiet. He noticed there were no birds out, no sea gulls. There was no real sound. Just the lapping of the waves on the shore, the distant roar of water out in the deep ocean, against the dark, midnight blue sky. It was clear, except for a few clouds. The South Cross was clearly visible at this time. It was straight ahead of him. He watched it for just a moment, and as soon as he let his eyes off the road completely, an incredibly bright white light surrounded him. He was thrown off the road, and onto the beach.

A few minutes later, he came to, and he was bleeding from his ears. There was a dull ringing. His car was flipped over, and he was still inside. The hood was crunshed in, and the top was fairly smashed, as well. "Damn," he said, "I'm going to be late for the meeting." And he promptly passed out.

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19 March 2009.
1604 hours.
Alexandria, Egypt.

Aswad Isa and Omar Alwafai were in bed, having the time of their lives when all of a sudden, there was a bright light from their eastern window. They stopped what they were doing, and lay still. Suddenly, the window shattered, spraying both men with tiny shards of glass. The light was so bright, even if from so far away, that they were momentarily blinded. The bed moved, ever so slightly, enough to make a small creak and groan.

When they were able to see again, they looked at each other with frightened eyes, and lay down again. Aswad said to Omar, "What will happen, now?"

Omar replied, "We go to headquarters. And wait. And pray."

[neoolong]

Seems good so far. Though I'm not exactly the best judge since I don't read a lot of fic here.

[Zaia]

Excellent work so far, dahlink. I hope Anders is excited about appearing in your beginning chapters!! Oh, and please please PLEASE destroy/blow up/suck into some nether-region/annihilate SYDNEY and not Melbourne! Please oh please oh please!!! I'll love you forever! Please?

[haas mark]

Excellent work so far, dahlink. I hope Anders is excited about appearing in your beginning chapters!! Oh, and please please PLEASE destroy/blow up/suck into some nether-region/annihilate SYDNEY and not Melbourne! Please oh please oh please!!! I'll love you forever! Please?

Nono.....Melbourne....I have to leave SOME capital cities in there....

[Evil Sadistic Bastard]

Chinese names: Qing Yi Se
Wang Ba Dan
Lai Hanwei (notice a pattern here?)
Xuan Zhang
Ye Xiao Ling (woman name)
Chen Hui Qin (also woman name)

Feel free to append any English name you want to the end... most CHinese from Westernized countries have a Christian name as well.

Jap names: Kanzaki Hikoichi
Matsuzaki Shin
Nobuichi Genzai
Sha Gojyo (couldn't resist this)
Yoshiko Arazawa (onna no namae)
Yuko Anehkoji (mada onna no namae)

French: Marcel Dubois
Jacqueline Cousteau

(I don't like French names that much)

British: Sir Belford Belmontley (pronounced Bumley)
Isaiah Crawford CHolmondley (pronounced Chumley)
Mike Owens
Frank Brick
Naomi Hunter (I like MGS so sue me)
Ruth Ellis
Natalie Simmons (Have I mentioned this already?)

Australian: 'Ey Moyte! (I'm kidding)
(Okay, so I'm stumped)

Indian: Saranpal Singh s/o Kireshvilappan
Hajira Shreen (I swear this name actually exists... and it's a girl's name)
Samy (I don't speak Indian and their surnames are longer than the full names of most other races)

Oh well that's it. Sorry for being so useless.