Battle of South Park Elementary

As the clock struck eleven AM, South Park Elementary erupted into a tide of violence. It had started off simply, members of two armies getting into a fist fight. It had escalated until by 11:30, each side had entrenched themselve and shots exchanged.
The war had begun, yet no one had guessed it would happen this way. By 11:45, all innocent bystanders had fled, leaving only the soldiers to the field.

The fist battle for South Park had begun.


Each side has deployed in its entirety fo the first round, which lasts three days. Look closely at the maps in the following posts, for they are not only vital to know where you are, but where the enemy is. Keep in mind that the roof can not be reached until round two, the football field door is opposite he bathroom near Kyle's position, and remember to send Schan a list of equipment your soldiers carry.
Commanders, if you have not yet told the Proctor your strategy, do so now. Also, communicate this strategy to your Captains.

Remember the rules of the game and have fun. Posting may begin now.

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Second floor:

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It had begun. Adam started pacing around and feeling the adreneline pumping in his body like a geyser in yellowstone park. This was the moment he and kyle had been preparing for, as well as the troops who had been working their asses off for. Sure, Adam had a good bit of confidence but there was always the nagging feeling that there might've been something he'd neglected to do. The biggest thing nagging his mind was the fact of stan and kyle being best friends and now going head to head in this huge battle.

"All right everybody, gather around and listen good. This is the moment we've all been waiting for. We all know what's going on and what's at stake here. Now i want everybody in their groups and get ready to stealthly get into your positions."

"Not good." said the small boy, his helmet missing.

The Marsh army had been caught off guard. Having received the call, Shane had rushed to the scene with his personal bodyguards and had ordered an immediate pullback to the front. There they now stayed, capturing the Principal's Office and keeping the font entrance in their grasp.

"Yeah, I know it isn't good. Listen, we don't need to do anything wild to achieve victory here. Just move with intelligence. Now here is what I want to do..." Shane started and then trailed of as he started thinking what was the best course of action.

Group One- Alpha- and Group Two- Bravo- were near the front gate. The order went out and nearby classrooms were ransacked, their tables and desks torn out and laced into the hallway They were soon fashioned into a line of barricades. One faced the east towards the Cafeteria hallway and the other faced north, the long hallway ending in the door to the gym. Shane then split his own group, sending seven to reinforce that stronghold.

Group Three- Charlie- and Group Four- Delta- are stationed north of the office. As his order went out, they cautiously moved towards the intersection that leads to the Gym from their position. Using cover the whole way, their movements are slow but precise.

The last group, Command Group, was down to only three. Shane sat in Victoria's chair, breaking open a suitcase full of papers. Files on just about everything were contained in here. Next to him, his PO(Propaganda Officer) sat fiddling with the school's intercom. The boy without his helmet nervously loaded his paintball gun.

Shane smiled. They would never reach him. The barricades facing the Gym and Cafeteria would be sturdy. Not only that, but with the addition of the seven men from his group, they had enough firepower to resist any attack he could imagine. The marksman would pick off soldiers with ease, machine gunners would tear through foes and rank and file rifleman couldn't have hoped for a better position. The more specialized soldiers and the more specialized weapons may have to be held back a little for now, but in the end, only a truly dedicated assault by at least four control groups could overrun the checkpoint, from here on out called Spark.

The two groups advancing were not going to be caught off guard. They were movng slowly and keeping themselves alert. Even if overhwhelmed, they should be able to fall back orderly and the seven men from Spark could reinforce them.

Shane was confident. So much so he turned to the PO and nodded. The PO then smiled her oh so sweet smile, turned on the intercom, and in an oh so sweet voice said:
"Members of the Cartman Army! Your leader cares not for you, only for the power which you will win for him. He is evil; you know this to be true! Ally with us against him and win amnesty for our deeds! Help defeat him and find yourselvs in a better world!
Members who follow the so-called 'righteous' Kyle, heed my words: Tyrants begin seeking justice, righteousness, and a 'better' world. Do not let a dream of a better world be destroyed due to misguided emotions! Help us achieve victory, and find yourselves helping our very leader see the light of a new, glorious dawn!
Those who walk the path of Anarchy under the Orange Banner, time remains fo you to realize the dark road you tread. Fall in with us and find yourselves fre of the spiral that you will soon find yourselves in!
The army of Stan will not be defeated. Victory is ours; combat is pointless. Time remains to save yourselves from our guns.
For Equality!"

"Now, all of you take your positions! Alpha, to the northwest field! Bravo, room 18! Charlie, the bathroom next to that! Delta, guard the inside of the cafeteria! Recon, the outside of that! Remember where you'll be heading as you take this battle onward! Now get your asses out there and do what you're trained for!"

As the groups started heading out of their base, Adam smiled to himself. True, this was going to be an experience but he felt confident that his team had trained hard enough. He didn't believe it was going to be hard to achieve victory, it was just the matter of being able to pull off everything exactly as trained for and knowing exactly what everybody was doing. He was sure that everybody knew what they were getting into. Hearing stan on the intercom was still ringing in his ears but he knew that his troops knew better than to listen to something like that and that there were no misguided emotions anywhere here.

It was going to be a long journey but Adam was confident there would be victory.

Kmac looks a bit nervous, and hopes that the plan to only survive and not been seen would work. She has two troops with her, two troops at the docks, and one in the hallway. Wii commands the ones in the hallway, and Mutt commands the troops at the docks. She hopes that Mutt heard her message, but Mutt didn't reply. She puts her people around the gym. She put four men by the field doors, four by the south doors, she put the rest of her men behind the bleachers.

Mutt has the mission to basically secure the area around the dock. If she can get into that kitchen in the back, then she can do whatever she feels is necessary.


Wii has the mission of scavenging and trying not to get killed. If I need help, I will call him and he should go there immediately. If he finds useful items, he can help Mutt or the command, but command takes slighty higher priority. If he can get the cafeteria or other bases then he should do such. He can then do whatever, just as long as he doesn't get killed. If he gets killed, I'll have to kill him. So don't die!

A bit not the best strategy in the world, but if you don't die then at least you won't loose.


(I'll probably loose :S I am not good at this.)

"Charlie, repeat that."

"We have shadows at the and of the hallway, sir. Marksman Davis and Gunner Pauson are on it."

"Good job, Charlie."

Shane was pleased that nothing had happened yet. Charlie had turned th intersection and spotted shadows in the Gym hallway heading north. One marksman had been placed at the corner, the lefty Davis. He leaned out, keeping a very small target while allowing himself to fire at the best range possible with great accuracy. Laying prone directly below him was the machine gunner Pauson. He was a very small target, most of hs body hidden by Davis and the corner, mad better by his prone figure. Unmoving, he would be able to lay deadly fire down the hallway.

Between them, well, Shane felt sorry for whatever tried to pass through the hallway.
Delta had split into two. The first five had moved into the closest clasroom and took a large table. They then scurried over to the bathroom wall in the hallway and took a few steps forward. Theythn placed it as to maximize their cover. Three marksman, the entirety of the marksman corp that was left of the two groups, took their positition.

That left seven members of Charlie and eight of Delta. Three machine gunners, two close combat specialists, and ten rifleman.
Good times.

Meanwhile, point Spark continued fortifying, adding a few more tables to their checkpoint.

"What was that, recon?"

"I can see something down the south hallway and i think i heard voices."

"Ok, get yourself under cover and watch your ass."

"Yes sir"

Reocn started moving south down the hallway, pinning themselves against the wall. They talked amongst themselves to determine how to best set up their group while remaining hidden from view so they wouldn't be caught off guard by enemy fire. Luckily they had special training spefically for this and it was just the matter of watching their asses at the same time.

Alpha, meanwhile, was headed southward toward the the doors leading into the gym. The riflemen were surrounding the machine gunners and the close combat specialists. The machine gunners were laying prone behind the riflemen so when the time came, they would be unsuspecting and therefore deadly.

Bravo and charlie, meanwhile, had tactics of their own. Charlie would be headed through the north doors in their prone positions, ready to attack at any time, while bravo would be guarding the hallway from which charlie will have come, having to situate themselves around strategic points to make themselves as stealthy as possible and take out any enemy that come into the area.

Delta was positioned in the cafteria with Adam so the home base would be safe. Adam, meanwhile, had a machine gun of his own. He thought of how advantagous it would be to have his army's secret weapon and smiled to himself. Timing would be of the esscence.

<there can be machine guns? thought they had to be non lethal>

With no reply from Mutt, Kmac uses her walkie talkie to command Mutt to move the dock people to try to move to the kitchen area, but keep low and silent as possible. If there are people there, shoot.

Unknown where Wii is, Kmac keeps quiet in hopes that he is in a safe position by now.

Kmac orders one of her men...lets call him Red to quickly get out of the gym, light some firecrackers as far as he can and quickly go back. If he dies, oh well. At least it will cause a distraction from the other parties. Red checks to see if there are any people out and slowly comes out the east side. He sneaks down the Eastren hallway and quickly lights up the fire crackers at the end.

This post has been edited by KellyMacCornmac on Sep 2 2009, 10:47 PM

Commander O'Brien was glad his forces managed to aquire ladders when they did, if only to smash the speakers blaring out propaganda. Destroying them meant that it was much easier for everyone on the second floor to hear each other, and not be constantly annoyed. O'Brien's men may not have the freedom to do this elsewhere throughout the school, but at least the Commander, using Garrison's room as his command post, could operate with minimal interference.

For his command post in Garrison's classroom, O'Brien issued his orders. Able and Baker Groups would cautiously go down the west and east stairs respectively, and then methodically proceed until linking up at the north end of the hallway leading to the cafeteria. With men equiped with SWAT-style entry shields on point, they were intstructed to clear out any room containing hostiles with a combination of stink bombs and shitthrowers - one was assigned to each group. O'Brien was confident this would wipe out his less organized opponents.

As for Charlie Group, they had the task of taking the gym. While Dog Group provided fire support from the 2nd floor classrooms overlooking the field, Charlie was to rapell down from the classroom just south of Garrison's via window, and make their way to the gym entry. It would obviously be well defended, but nothing that an expert application of smoke bombs, stink bombs, and entry shields can't solve. O'Brien could only imagine the horror of idiotic kids trampling each other trying to escape the effects of Cartman's stink bombs. Finally, Easy Group over at the playground, using their air-cannon mortars and misc. playground equipment as fortifications, would make sure O'Brien's access point remained intact.

O'Brien didn't have confidence he would win this battle; he knew he would win. He had the most men and the most powerful weaponry; how could he possibly lose? Grinning like usual, O'Brien ordered Able and Baker Groups to begin their mission, while Dog Group was authorized to fire at any hostiles on the field within range (with additional fire support from Easy Group as necessary). In a few moments, Charlie Group would make their spectacular entrance into the war as well.

OOC: They are paintball machine guns, obviously.

The McCormick soldier was in the Marksman's sights the entire time. He ould have been slaughtered had he turne to the west, but he instead moved east. He lighted off firecrackers as a diversion- too far away to impact the highly trained Stan soldiers- and started to run back. Duing thi time, a secon tale had been added o the barricade at Davis' back.

He had enough. The crosshairs went over the kids throat an h fired, the paintball slamming into the kid and sending him tumbling down motionless at the turn that went north.

First blood had been drawn. The three other marksman looking down the hallway tensedup, expecting a surge of Kenny soldiers to go for their comrade. The mchine gunner waited, and the fifteen others prepped for combat.
Nothing happened.

"Command, this is Charlie. Target down, first blood drawn."

"Situation?"

"We have this hallway locked down. Permission to advance in conjunction with Bravo requested."

"Permission granted. Close down that Gym hallway tight, gents."

Bravo had been at point Spark. Their barricade had consisted of two long tables with a chair-desk in the middle, jerry rigged to not break. It wouldn't hold up if a few people ran into it directly in the middle, but then again, it wasn't supposed to get to that. Three of the ten soldiers started pushing the barricade forward while the other seven covered them. True, they would be less accurate while mobile. But they only had to point their guns at one place and were trained rather well.

At the same time, the left over machine gunner and both close combat specialists started carrying the two tables they had at Charlie and Delta's position eastwards, covered by the marksman who took point with the rifleman and the others. Three men carried, seventeen took point. They were less cautious now.
But then again, they only had to get halfway class to the gym door, and that was only some twenty feet.
So they were more than willing to hurry.

Back at the Office, Shane had finally reached papes dealing with Cartman's expected weapons loadout.
He smiled.
"All forces, deploy gas masks."

The tables were either dropped or stopped moving, and Stan soldiers hurridly went through their equipment to find their alloted gas masks. After 9/11, many kids had gas masks. Whether or not the leaders had bothered to get them was an entirely different matter.

Within moments, the Stan soldiers were in military-style gas masks.

Had that cost them too much time? The Stannites were sure to find out as they started moving.

Charlie and Delta are moving east to west in their hallway. Three men are carrying two tables. Their destination is the middle of the last classroom before the gym in that hallway.

Bravo is moving their barricade northwards, destination being the middle of the last classroom before the gym in their hallway.

The goal of this operation is to close down that halway, cutting both Kenny and Kyle from reinforcements.

Alpha and most of Command Group were at Point Spark, continuing to barricade the hallway that leads to the Cafeteria. Their only job is to defend that area.

Kmac hear troops coming down. She has her men to set up a table and put up the donuts. She positions four men on the other door, so she has 3 marksmen in the bleachers.

Adam pulled out his walkie, "Is everybody in position?"

"Yes sir"

"Alright then, stay on your toes and be ready to strike when the time comes. We don't want to be attacked before we have to be."

Hanging out in his quarters in the cafe, Adam had a map of the school in front of him, keeping tabs on where each of his groups were and where they were headed. Now the time had come to get everything well ordered.

Meanwhile, each of the groups were in their positions and prepared for what was to come.

Kmac heard rumors that Cartman uses the power of the fart to flush out enemies. She tell her men to put on the gas masks on and get ready for basically anything. One of the men behind the bleachers has dual waterguns, filled with pee and ready to go. Kmac, behind the bleachers readies her plumber gun. She has string attached to this plumber, for what ever reason and the string is tied to the bleachers. A couple of her men made several paper planes and are ready to launch, only one man is throwing though. The rest of her men are stationed by the doors. And after hearing the shot so close, she knew that they cannot venture out yet. Hopefully there won't be any attacks from the south side yet because she sent two of the men from the south side to under the bleachers.

She quickly calls Mutt and tell her to look and see if she can get the cafeteria, but there is no response. She calls up Wii to ask him his location as it seems that she would be needing help, but there is no response at his end either. In frustration Kmac slams down the walkie talkie.

*Adam hears the gun go off*

"Jesus christ, what the hell was that?"

"Sir, you don't think one of the others is in trouble do you?"

"I don't know but it sounded too distant to be sure"

Adam pulls out his walkie again, "Bravo, begin heading south and get inside the classroom across from the bathroom! Is that clear?"

"Yes sir"

*Normally now* "Alright delta split your selves up and head to opposite sides and stay down!"

"Yes sir"