Death did not choose me, I chose my death.

[Sesni]

A bit of a short story I decided to make in my bordem on a computer that can't run any games. I might decide to add more tommorow.

I stare in horror at the crashed boat I was just thrown out of by my now-dead commander. It's Kerbin-War Two, west islands from the base (Where KSC is on present-day Kerbin.). I drag myself onto the beach, rifle ready. "Where the ****'s your squad?" A sergeant asks me. I can barely hear him over my ears ringing.

"Dead." I say, panting.

"Well come with us! We're assaulting the harbor to secure it and use it for the capture of the rest of the island!" He says. "Name, private?"

"Racker." I pant, making sure I'm caught up.

"There-" A private stops there, being shot in the chest, his face looking like this . I drop to the ground, his scream still in my head.

"Where the **** did they come from?" A private shouts. "There wasn't supposed to be any resistance until the harbor!" The firefight was on, with air suppourt unable to help because of the enemy AA. We're on our own until the tanks arrive, twenty minutes from now. Wait, when was now? I have no idea. I can only hope. A enemy tank drives RIGHT over my head. I'm lucky to not be crushed. Kerbeneese aircraft fly overhead, trying to keep more boats from launching infantry. I fire at a moving object instinctively. I'm trapped away from the rest of the group because of the gap of cover in between us.

"Racker! We need to get you across the cover!" Rar, the sergeant shouts.

"Tanks shoring in two minutes!" Shouts one of the privates.

"Covering fire for Racker!" Shouts the support gunner. He fires his browning at the enemy line, giving me enough time to run crouched to the other side. We ran towards the harbor, another squad on the beach runs to the cover with the same objective.

"Thanks." I pant to the support gunner, as we run.

"'Welcome." he says as we run forwards to the next set of cover while the enemy reloads.

"Tanks beached!" Shouts the same private. I thought ten minutes had passed. We got close enough to the harbor to see the tangos rushing to their positions, alarms blazing. This area was JUST outside of the AA range. It still wasn't safe because of the maneuvering range. I was one of the fifty or so lucky ones that reached the wall, and out of the range of the guns.

TO BE CONTINUED.

Edited August 27, 2013 by Sesni
Adding stuff

[RSwordsman]

I like it. Very fast-paced as a battle should be, and mostly easy to follow. It plunks us right into the action, which is just fine for creating the confusion that would be present in your average green (lol) combatant.

I would say that I prefer the past tense to the vivid present, however. War stories are typically told after the fact rather than as they're happening.

I think what it really needs is some backstory. Why are Kerbals fighting a battle? What is their equipment like? Do the grunts even know what taking their objective will get them? Almost anybody can write a "storming the beaches" scene. But to write a unique Kerbalized KWII story can add a lot of richness to the current era of KSP, explaining part of Kerbin's history and why Kerbal society is dominated by a lust for space (and boosters).

One last thing: Is cursing allowed on these boards? When troops talk to each other, they're usually not demure enough to censor what they're saying. They'll go ahead and curse if they are in a bad situation.

Edited August 26, 2013 by RSwordsman

[Custard Donut (In Space)]

I like it, it is nicely descriptive.

[Sesni]

One last thing: Is cursing allowed on these boards? When troops talk to each other, they're usually not demure enough to censor what they're saying. They'll go ahead and curse if they are in a bad situation.

Just trying to make is family friendly. Other than that, I'm adding right now.

EDIT : Also, I wanted to write a story in first person, instead of second person. All of my fanfics so far have been third person. Now to adding.

Edited August 27, 2013 by Sesni