(June 2, 2011)
(the end of the airshow)
The volatile aviation fuel mixed with the heat in the compressor of the right engine and lit. The subsequent detonated tore the tail of the F-22 fighter apart with a bone-shaking boom.
The shockwave from the explosion slammed my helmeted head against the instrument panel, making me see stars.
* * *
"COLBY!" Scar screamed.
* * *
I blinked the stars out of my eyes and snatched the controls. I wrestled with the stick, trying futilely to bring what was left of the aircraft back under control. The controls vibrated violently in my grasp as the control surfaces shook in the air.
The F-22 flipped over in the air and I was suddenly looking up at the ground instead of at the sky. My electrical system failed, leaving me without a HUD, radios, or instruments.
When it flipped right side up, I knew that my attempts to bring the aircraft under control were completely pointless.
The airspeed at the time of the engine explosion was Mach 1.6, and by the time the plane had started tumbling wildly through the air, it had fallen to Mach 1.1. But I couldn't risk riding the hulk of the fighter down to subsonic speeds, because the longer I stayed in the cockpit, the likelier it was that the rest of the plane would splinter and crumble.
My gloved hands fell to the black and yellow striped handle between my legs and yanked up.
The canopy of the plane blew off as the explosive squibs embedded in the aircraft's skin detonated. The reinforced polymer of the bubble canopy flexed and shattered in the superheated wake of the stricken jet. Molten plastic rained down on the harbor.
The ACES II ejection seat ignited, kicking my ass clear of the plane in a fraction of a second. I never felt the parachute open. My helmet hit the jetstream, my head slammed against the headrest, and everything went black.
* * *
Scar was absolutely terrified. She had seen the plane stream thick black smoke from the engine. But she had thought that her mate would have been able to land it safely. But that hope was shattered with the airplane.
"No!" she screamed. Scar jumped off the hood of Jon's truck and barreled through the crowd.
"Scar!" yelled Jon and Uriah. They glanced at each other, then started chasing her. "Scar, wait!"
They chased her through the throngs of people all the way to, and past, the barricades that had been hastily erected to keep the crowd off the runway. Jon vaulted over it, Uriah went under it.
A military MP caught sight of what was going on and hustled over, his hand on the Sig Sauer P226 handgun holstered at his waist.
"Stop right there," he said sternly. Scar kept running until Jon caught up to her and held her back.
"Sorry, officer," said Jon. He motioned the MP closer and whispered in his ear. "She's the mate of the pilot who crashed. Cut her some slack, okay?"
The MP nodded once. "My condolences," he said to Scar. "But I still need you back behind the barricades. The airborne aircraft are coming in."
And so they were. In the distance, Jon and Uriah could see the first of the Raptor's on approach.
Jon picked Scar up and carried her behind the barricade and to the truck. She buried her face in his shoulder and cried.
Jon hesitated, then started stroking her fur softly, trying to comfort her. "It'll be alright."
A mile or so away, Colby's boots hit the dirt. He collapsed in a heap and was soon surrounded by a Hummer, police cars, and an ambulance. He was loaded onto a stretcher and put in the ambulance, which sped off, sirens blaring.
Jon, Kate, Humphrey, Uriah, and Scar all piled into Jon's truck and followed the wailing siren of the ambulance to Harborview Medical Center in downtown Seattle.
(the end of the airshow)
The volatile aviation fuel mixed with the heat in the compressor of the right engine and lit. The subsequent detonated tore the tail of the F-22 fighter apart with a bone-shaking boom.
The shockwave from the explosion slammed my helmeted head against the instrument panel, making me see stars.
* * *
"COLBY!" Scar screamed.
* * *
I blinked the stars out of my eyes and snatched the controls. I wrestled with the stick, trying futilely to bring what was left of the aircraft back under control. The controls vibrated violently in my grasp as the control surfaces shook in the air.
The F-22 flipped over in the air and I was suddenly looking up at the ground instead of at the sky. My electrical system failed, leaving me without a HUD, radios, or instruments.
When it flipped right side up, I knew that my attempts to bring the aircraft under control were completely pointless.
The airspeed at the time of the engine explosion was Mach 1.6, and by the time the plane had started tumbling wildly through the air, it had fallen to Mach 1.1. But I couldn't risk riding the hulk of the fighter down to subsonic speeds, because the longer I stayed in the cockpit, the likelier it was that the rest of the plane would splinter and crumble.
My gloved hands fell to the black and yellow striped handle between my legs and yanked up.
The canopy of the plane blew off as the explosive squibs embedded in the aircraft's skin detonated. The reinforced polymer of the bubble canopy flexed and shattered in the superheated wake of the stricken jet. Molten plastic rained down on the harbor.
The ACES II ejection seat ignited, kicking my ass clear of the plane in a fraction of a second. I never felt the parachute open. My helmet hit the jetstream, my head slammed against the headrest, and everything went black.
* * *
Scar was absolutely terrified. She had seen the plane stream thick black smoke from the engine. But she had thought that her mate would have been able to land it safely. But that hope was shattered with the airplane.
"No!" she screamed. Scar jumped off the hood of Jon's truck and barreled through the crowd.
"Scar!" yelled Jon and Uriah. They glanced at each other, then started chasing her. "Scar, wait!"
They chased her through the throngs of people all the way to, and past, the barricades that had been hastily erected to keep the crowd off the runway. Jon vaulted over it, Uriah went under it.
A military MP caught sight of what was going on and hustled over, his hand on the Sig Sauer P226 handgun holstered at his waist.
"Stop right there," he said sternly. Scar kept running until Jon caught up to her and held her back.
"Sorry, officer," said Jon. He motioned the MP closer and whispered in his ear. "She's the mate of the pilot who crashed. Cut her some slack, okay?"
The MP nodded once. "My condolences," he said to Scar. "But I still need you back behind the barricades. The airborne aircraft are coming in."
And so they were. In the distance, Jon and Uriah could see the first of the Raptor's on approach.
Jon picked Scar up and carried her behind the barricade and to the truck. She buried her face in his shoulder and cried.
Jon hesitated, then started stroking her fur softly, trying to comfort her. "It'll be alright."
A mile or so away, Colby's boots hit the dirt. He collapsed in a heap and was soon surrounded by a Hummer, police cars, and an ambulance. He was loaded onto a stretcher and put in the ambulance, which sped off, sirens blaring.
Jon, Kate, Humphrey, Uriah, and Scar all piled into Jon's truck and followed the wailing siren of the ambulance to Harborview Medical Center in downtown Seattle.
Hello, guys. Just wanted to say that, for the next few days, I will be going lone wolf. I may respond to some wall posts, but not many. I will still be up for the RP tomarrow, on my wall, if YOU guys are still up for it. Just wanted ya all to know! I won't be as active as I usually am! :) If you are interseted in the RP, PM me, or message me in my wall!!!
Also, random question... who likes dubstep? Tell me in the comments below!!! :)
I am going to continue to write... because the stupid site keeps telling me to post a longer article... what???
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Also, random question... who likes dubstep? Tell me in the comments below!!! :)
I am going to continue to write... because the stupid site keeps telling me to post a longer article... what???
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I am thinking of making a A&O voice series but need help with it like for example getting pictures for the episodes when they are ready and mostly female voice actors for the female wolves like Kate, Princess etc. If you want to help message me or comment on it or even go on my youtube channel Omegawolfben.
Like I said if someone wants to help and keep this franchise alive it would keep the series alive and if no more Alpha and Omega movies come out it would be like a entire movie or even a TV series just on Youtube.
Like I said if someone wants to help and keep this franchise alive it would keep the series alive and if no more Alpha and Omega movies come out it would be like a entire movie or even a TV series just on Youtube.
Okay. I just had to ro this; make a short song about, uh... some things. You'll get it when ya read it.
Oooh, I'm lost, lost without life...
Oooh, wouldn't you do anything for love?
I would take a knife,
If I could only strife...
Oooh... would you do anything?
Oooh... would you do anything?
Oooh... would you do anything?
Oooh, wouldn't you... do aaanythiiing?
Yes, we go through pain, we gOoo through anger,
But we still always have the pleasure!
But no, you have to be happy,
You can't just get angry?
I know, it's probably horrible, I know. But that was sokethong I've wanted to do for FOREVER. I boped you enjoyed it, and please, tell me what it meant to YOU in the comments. :)
Oooh, I'm lost, lost without life...
Oooh, wouldn't you do anything for love?
I would take a knife,
If I could only strife...
Oooh... would you do anything?
Oooh... would you do anything?
Oooh... would you do anything?
Oooh, wouldn't you... do aaanythiiing?
Yes, we go through pain, we gOoo through anger,
But we still always have the pleasure!
But no, you have to be happy,
You can't just get angry?
I know, it's probably horrible, I know. But that was sokethong I've wanted to do for FOREVER. I boped you enjoyed it, and please, tell me what it meant to YOU in the comments. :)
I keep seeing hate comments here and there and I just want to say a few things to everyone reading this. One thing for sure is that everyone who keeps wanting this club to die out: F*** OFF ALREADY! Look if you don't like this club then just leave. You're not forced to be here. Those who actually want to be here are really annoyed by spammers and haters. How about these haters just find your own club to annoy. We all want this to stop!
Now to those reading this and actually want this club to be alive: we can't just sit around waiting for a miracle. We must all take action and keep this club going. Everyone has a part to keep and the power to keep this club going but some of us underestimate our own power and are not using it wisely. Keep this club alive by adding fanarts, questions or even forums for crying out loud!
I am doing my part by trying to think of interesting things to keep everyone hooked. Now you must play your part.
Everyone who wants to: KEEP THIS CLUB ALIVE.
Now to those reading this and actually want this club to be alive: we can't just sit around waiting for a miracle. We must all take action and keep this club going. Everyone has a part to keep and the power to keep this club going but some of us underestimate our own power and are not using it wisely. Keep this club alive by adding fanarts, questions or even forums for crying out loud!
I am doing my part by trying to think of interesting things to keep everyone hooked. Now you must play your part.
Everyone who wants to: KEEP THIS CLUB ALIVE.
Rocko was hunting in the vally with his sister
"so whens the wedding" Kate asked
"i dont know sis"
"well i cant wai..."
Kate was cut of by a plane
"its japanese see the meat balls on the wings" Rocko said
"what are thay doing here"Kate asked
"go to your den" rocko said as the plane shot at him.
Kate ran as Rocko jumped on the plane when it got close
the plane flew down to hit a tree and explode as rocko jumped off.
"i was attaked this meens WAR.
sorry its short i dont have alot of time
"so whens the wedding" Kate asked
"i dont know sis"
"well i cant wai..."
Kate was cut of by a plane
"its japanese see the meat balls on the wings" Rocko said
"what are thay doing here"Kate asked
"go to your den" rocko said as the plane shot at him.
Kate ran as Rocko jumped on the plane when it got close
the plane flew down to hit a tree and explode as rocko jumped off.
"i was attaked this meens WAR.
sorry its short i dont have alot of time