Space Patrol Delta: Shepard Squadron

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[Valhalla Erikson]

Kiss, me goodbye and write me while I'm gone
Good, bye, my sweetheart, I'm Going To The Stars

The Republic has heard the bugle, call
And you know it involves us, one an all

I don't suppose that war will ever end
There's fighting that will break us up again.

Good bye, my darling, I'm Going To The Stars
A Gungrave to Pilot, a battle to be won

Kiss me goodbye and write me while I'm gone
Good bye, my sweetheart, I'm Going To The Stars.

Valhalla Training Facility





"From this day forward you will speak only when spoken to, and the first and last words out of your soy beta mouths will be "Dominar." Do I make myself clear." The towering female orc of amazonian beauty, dressed in a dark blue uniform, sporting a plethora of metals on the left side of her breast to indicate her status as a ranking officer. Scouting the new recruits with her ice cold gaze as they lined up to meet the drill instructor. They have no idea of the kind of training from hell they'll recieve.

"Yes Dominar" The grunts all say in unison.

"Frigg that I don't hear you. Sound off like you got a set!!!"

"YES DOMINAR!!" They all say louder with conviction

"That's better. If you grunts leave my planet, if you survive basic training, you will be born again killers. Agents of Death who'll reap the souls of your enemy. Until that day happens, you are the most pathetic group of lifeforms to ever set foot on this planet. You don't even deserve to be considered a sentient lifeform. And make no mistake. I am not your friend. You will not like me, yet the more you hate me the more you will learn. I am tough but I am fair. Regardless of where you from. I don't care what race you are, I don't care of your social status, it doesn't matter if you're a guy who likes cocks or a lady who likes to play with carpets, or someone who isn't interested in either. In here, no matter the background, I consider all of you a bunch of roaches! Do you understand that?"

"Yes Dominar"

"Frigg that I don't hear you"

"YES DOMINAR!!"

Greyhawk took a deep breath and let out a sigh (such a sorry bunch of primates, either Commander Sun is a major dung or has a peculiar sense of humor) she motioned to the lady being her, also observing the new recruits. She is donned in crimson SPD armor of the Alpha Squad rank. The best of the best within the galaxy.



"Take a good long look at her cadets. Think about why you are here and if any of you are fortunate enough to survive basic training and survive what lies beyond then this could be your fate. Now, who she is isn't any of your concern. All you need to know is you treat her no different than how you treat me. In simplest terms, you bring conflict to her then you bring conflict to me. And I can promise you, you will regret that scenario. My name is Gunnery Dominar Greyhawk. Welcome to your first day in Hel"

She stops and stands before a PFC, who happens to be a male elf around 5'4, in height. Even with your average sized individual they're dwarfs when compared to Dominar Greyhawk. "Well well, what is your name dirtbag?"

"Domina, Private Skye Evergreen, Domina!" Private Evergreen said.

Note: I think of him as the love child of Cloud and Link.

"Frigg that. I've read your file, looks like we got ourselves a farm boy in our platoon. Well Private, from now on you're Private Swan. Do you like that name"

"Yes Domina!"

"Well I hate to break it to you Private Swan. We don't have livestock that you can fool around with on your off hours at this base."

Seraph Darwin Costantini stood stoically while he listened to Domina berate the others knowing it would be his turn soon. He had a well muscled and toned physique with a stoic handsome face and short dark hair he had buzzed for bootcamp training. 

i.imgur.com/rBzsRdb.png

"And what the hell are you so relaxed about Maggot-Roach?!" Domina demanded.

"Nothing Dominar! I am eagerly awaiting further orders and the beginning of our training! MA'AM!"

"Are you awaiting all the pain and suffering I'm going to put you Roaches through?"

"Yes Dominar!"

"I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"

"YES DOMINAR!"

"ARE YOU WILLING TO FACE AND OVERCOME DEATH SHOULD I ORDER IT?"

"YES DOMINAR!"

"You want me murder you?"

"YES DOMINAR!

"Break you down, bleed you out, shatter your mind and bring you to your knees?"

"NOTHING WOULD PLEASE ME MORE, DOMINAR!"

"Shatter your bones, break your brain, and expose you for the bitch you are before I build you back up into a Real Soldier?"

"YES DOMINAR!"

She sneered and grabbed him by his shirt. "Pffft. You're going to wish I was that gentle. This isn't the Space Fleet, Flyboy, your hotshot, trigger-happy, airshow circus bullshit isn't going to fly with us. This is the The Helgate and for the rest of your training you Roaches are going to be my bitches." She dropped him but Seraph stuck the landing and recovered enough to remain standing. He quickly got back into position. "Got that? This isn't the Preschool Bullshit you're used to. I expect nothing less than 110% every single day from every single one of you. IS THAT CLEAR?!"

"YES DOMINAR!"


(Oh man, oh man she's going to target me. I just know it! Okay, take deep breaths girl. You know this wouldn't be easy. Just look at her in the eyes and by The Goddess try not to cry. Whatever you do don't cry!) Private Gunhild held her breath and let out a short exhale in an attempt to calm her nerves.



"Clench your cheeks real tight and grab your crotches Mecha-Boys" Private Ravenloft, a petite dark skinned young woman joked as she watches Sgt. Greyhawk berate her fellow recruits.

Dominar Greyhawk turned sharply at the direction of the comment. Her eyes centered on Private Ravenloft, who stood next to the timid redhead. The instructor just calmly marched over to Private Ravenloft, she asked the recruit softly. "Found what I'm saying to the guys amusing, Private?"

"A little, Dominar."

Dominar Greyhawk smiled. "Feels empowering to see a woman in charge doesn't it?"


"Hail Andromeda, Queen of The Galaxy" Private Ravenloft said proudly.

Dominar Greyhawk placed a hand on Private Ravenloft. "I like you, you're a regular Harlequin. Maybe when all this is over I'd invite you to my place and introduce you to my sister so you can frigg her"

In an instant Private Ravenloft was met with a harsh punch to the stomach. She felt like chains was squeezing her stomach tight as she gasped for air and collapsed to the ground on one knee.

"Breathe through your nose Private Harlequin!" Dominar Greyhawk crouched down to the young recruit. "What did I tell you about equality?! It doesn't matter the gender or lack there of I will not hesitate to ram my boot up your ass if you get out of line!" She stood up and commanded, "Stand in attention Space Slug!"

In an instant Private Harlequin stood up and shouted in between wheezing breaths. "Yes Dominar!

"Should you survive basic training. You'd have a stomach so ironclad that even the hammer of The Mighty Thor himself wouldn't put a dent to it."

(Its a miracle she didn't puke, I know I would) Private Gunhild thought to herself.

"You have five minutes of warm ups to prepare yourselves mentally and physically. After that, your first day of training begins" Dominar Greyhawk instructed.

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Sept 9, 2023 0:41:05 GMT Valhalla Erikson said:

Kiss, me goodbye and write me while I'm gone
Good, bye, my sweetheart, I'm Going To The Stars

The Republic has heard the bugle, call
And you know it involves us, one an all

I don't suppose that war will ever end
There's fighting that will break us up again.

Good bye, my darling, I'm Going To The Stars
A Gungrave to Pilot, a battle to be won

Kiss me goodbye and write me while I'm gone
Good bye, my sweetheart, I'm Going To The Stars.

Valhalla Training Facility





"From this day forward you will speak only when spoken to, and the first and last words out of your soy beta mouths will be "Dominar." Do I make myself clear." The towering female orc of amazonian beauty, dressed in a dark blue uniform, sporting a plethora of metals on the left side of her breast to indicate her status as a ranking officer. Scouting the new recruits with her ice cold gaze as they lined up to meet the drill instructor. They have no idea of the kind of training from hell they'll recieve.

"Yes Dominar" The grunts all say in unison.

"Frigg that I don't hear you. Sound off like you got a set!!!"

"YES DOMINAR!!" They all say louder with conviction

"That's better. If you grunts leave my planet, if you survive basic training, you will be born again killers. Agents of Death who'll reap the souls of your enemy. Until that day happens, you are the most pathetic group of lifeforms to ever set foot on this planet. You don't even deserve to be considered a sentient lifeform. And make no mistake. I am not your friend. You will not like me, yet the more you hate me the more you will learn. I am tough but I am fair. Regardless of where you from. I don't care what race you are, I don't care of your social status, it doesn't matter if you're a guy who likes cocks or a lady who likes to play with carpets, or someone who isn't interested in either. In here, no matter the background, I consider all of you a bunch of roaches! Do you understand that?"

"Yes Dominar"

"Frigg that I don't hear you"

"YES DOMINAR!!"

Greyhawk took a deep breath and let out a sigh (such a sorry bunch of primates, either Commander Sun is a major dung or has a peculiar sense of humor) she motioned to the lady being her, also observing the new recruits. She is donned in crimson SPD armor of the Alpha Squad rank. The best of the best within the galaxy.



"Take a good long look at her cadets. Think about why you are here and if any of you are fortunate enough to survive basic training and survive what lies beyond then this could be your fate. Now, who she is isn't any of your concern. All you need to know is you treat her no different than how you treat me. In simplest terms, you bring conflict to her then you bring conflict to me. And I can promise you, you will regret that scenario. My name is Gunnery Dominar Greyhawk. Welcome to your first day in Hel"

She stops and stands before a PFC, who happens to be a male elf around 5'4, in height. Even with your average sized individual they're dwarfs when compared to Dominar Greyhawk. "Well well, what is your name dirtbag?"

"Domina, Private Skye Evergreen, Domina!" Private Evergreen said.

Note: I think of him as the love child of Cloud and Link.

"Frigg that. I've read your file, looks like we got ourselves a farm boy in our platoon. Well Private, from now on you're Private Swan. Do you like that name"

"Yes Domina!"

"Well I hate to break it to you Private Swan. We don't have livestock that you can fool around with on your off hours at this base."

Seraph Darwin Costantini stood stoically while he listened to Domina berate the others knowing it would be his turn soon. He had a well muscled and toned physique with a stoic handsome face and short dark hair he had buzzed for bootcamp training. 

i.imgur.com/rBzsRdb.png

"And what the hell are you so relaxed about Maggot-Roach?!" Domina demanded.

"Nothing Dominar! I am eagerly awaiting further orders and the beginning of our training! MA'AM!"

"Are you awaiting all the pain and suffering I'm going to put you Roaches through?"

"Yes Dominar!"

"I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"

"YES DOMINAR!"

"ARE YOU WILLING TO FACE AND OVERCOME DEATH SHOULD I ORDER IT?"

"YES DOMINAR!"

"You want me murder you?"

"YES DOMINAR!

"Break you down, bleed you out, shatter your mind and bring you to your knees?"

"NOTHING WOULD PLEASE ME MORE, DOMINAR!"

"Shatter your bones, break your brain, and expose you for the bitch you are before I build you back up into a Real Soldier?"

"YES DOMINAR!"

She sneered and grabbed him by his shirt. "Pffft. You're going to wish I was that gentle. This isn't the Space Fleet, Flyboy, your hotshot, trigger-happy, airshow circus bullshit isn't going to fly with us. This is the The Helgate and for the rest of your training you Roaches are going to be my bitches." She dropped him but Seraph stuck the landing and recovered enough to remain standing. He quickly got back into position. "Got that? This isn't the Preschool Bullshit you're used to. I expect nothing less than 110% every single day from every single one of you. IS THAT CLEAR?!"

"YES DOMINAR!"

(Oh man, oh man she's going to target me. I just know it! Okay, take deep breaths girl. You know this wouldn't be easy. Just look at her in the eyes and by The Goddess try not to cry. Whatever you do don't cry!) Private Gunhild held her breath and let out a short exhale in an attempt to calm her nerves.



"Clench your cheeks real tight and grab your crotches Mecha-Boys" Private Ravenloft, a petite dark skinned young woman joked as she watches Sgt. Greyhawk berate her fellow recruits.

Dominar Greyhawk turned sharply at the direction of the comment. Her eyes centered on Private Ravenloft, who stood next to the timid redhead. The instructor just calmly marched over to Private Ravenloft, she asked the recruit softly. "Found what I'm saying to the guys amusing, Private?"

"A little, Dominar."

Dominar Greyhawk smiled. "Feels empowering to see a woman in charge doesn't it?"

"Hail Andromeda, Queen of The Galaxy" Private Ravenloft said proudly.

Dominar Greyhawk placed a hand on Private Ravenloft. "I like you, you're a regular Harlequin. Maybe when all this is over I'd invite you to my place and introduce you to my sister so you can frigg her"

In an instant Private Ravenloft was met with a harsh punch to the stomach. She felt like chains was squeezing her stomach tight as she gasped for air and collapsed to the ground on one knee.

"Breathe through your nose Private Harlequin!" Dominar Greyhawk crouched down to the young recruit. "What did I tell you about equality?! It doesn't matter the gender or lack there of I will not hesitate to ram my boot up your ass if you get out of line!" She stood up and commanded, "Stand in attention Space Slug!"

In an instant Private Harlequin stood up and shouted in between wheezing breaths. "Yes Dominar!

"Should you survive basic training. You'd have a stomach so ironclad that even the hammer of The Mighty Thor himself wouldn't put a dent to it."

(Its a miracle she didn't puke, I know I would) Private Gunhild thought to herself.

"You have five minutes of warm ups to prepare yourselves mentally and physically. After that, your first day of training begins" Dominar Greyhawk instructed.

"YES DOMINAR!" They all called out in response!

Once they had the freedom to move around freely, Private Ravenloft felt a tap on her shoulder and looked up to see a Reptilian Zaeczun, Private Crexara Raekaentian, looking down on her in concern. Or at least as much as her Reptilian eyes could express. 

"Are you alright?"



"Ah, yeah, fine. I'll be alright. I'll just recover while doing my warm-ups. I'm Ravenloft. Call me Raven."

"Crexara. A pleasure."


Meanwhile, Space Patrol Delta A-Squad Red Ranger Alestrandra Tate was laughing inside at the whole demonstration despite her stoic demeanor. (ZEHAHAHAHAHAHA! Dominar hasn't missed a beat in all the years I've known her! That was great! These kids are going to be in safe hands under her tutelage.)

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Sept 9, 2023 1:57:48 GMT superkamiguy1 said:

Sept 9, 2023 0:41:05 GMT Valhalla Erikson said:

Kiss, me goodbye and write me while I'm gone
Good, bye, my sweetheart, I'm Going To The Stars

The Republic has heard the bugle, call
And you know it involves us, one an all

I don't suppose that war will ever end
There's fighting that will break us up again.

Good bye, my darling, I'm Going To The Stars
A Gungrave to Pilot, a battle to be won

Kiss me goodbye and write me while I'm gone
Good bye, my sweetheart, I'm Going To The Stars.

Valhalla Training Facility





"From this day forward you will speak only when spoken to, and the first and last words out of your soy beta mouths will be "Dominar." Do I make myself clear." The towering female orc of amazonian beauty, dressed in a dark blue uniform, sporting a plethora of metals on the left side of her breast to indicate her status as a ranking officer. Scouting the new recruits with her ice cold gaze as they lined up to meet the drill instructor. They have no idea of the kind of training from hell they'll recieve.

"Yes Dominar" The grunts all say in unison.

"Frigg that I don't hear you. Sound off like you got a set!!!"

"YES DOMINAR!!" They all say louder with conviction

"That's better. If you grunts leave my planet, if you survive basic training, you will be born again killers. Agents of Death who'll reap the souls of your enemy. Until that day happens, you are the most pathetic group of lifeforms to ever set foot on this planet. You don't even deserve to be considered a sentient lifeform. And make no mistake. I am not your friend. You will not like me, yet the more you hate me the more you will learn. I am tough but I am fair. Regardless of where you from. I don't care what race you are, I don't care of your social status, it doesn't matter if you're a guy who likes cocks or a lady who likes to play with carpets, or someone who isn't interested in either. In here, no matter the background, I consider all of you a bunch of roaches! Do you understand that?"

"Yes Dominar"

"Frigg that I don't hear you"

"YES DOMINAR!!"

Greyhawk took a deep breath and let out a sigh (such a sorry bunch of primates, either Commander Sun is a major dung or has a peculiar sense of humor) she motioned to the lady being her, also observing the new recruits. She is donned in crimson SPD armor of the Alpha Squad rank. The best of the best within the galaxy.



"Take a good long look at her cadets. Think about why you are here and if any of you are fortunate enough to survive basic training and survive what lies beyond then this could be your fate. Now, who she is isn't any of your concern. All you need to know is you treat her no different than how you treat me. In simplest terms, you bring conflict to her then you bring conflict to me. And I can promise you, you will regret that scenario. My name is Gunnery Dominar Greyhawk. Welcome to your first day in Hel"

She stops and stands before a PFC, who happens to be a male elf around 5'4, in height. Even with your average sized individual they're dwarfs when compared to Dominar Greyhawk. "Well well, what is your name dirtbag?"

"Domina, Private Skye Evergreen, Domina!" Private Evergreen said.

Note: I think of him as the love child of Cloud and Link.

"Frigg that. I've read your file, looks like we got ourselves a farm boy in our platoon. Well Private, from now on you're Private Swan. Do you like that name"

"Yes Domina!"

"Well I hate to break it to you Private Swan. We don't have livestock that you can fool around with on your off hours at this base."

Seraph Darwin Costantini stood stoically while he listened to Domina berate the others knowing it would be his turn soon. He had a well muscled and toned physique with a stoic handsome face and short dark hair he had buzzed for bootcamp training. 

i.imgur.com/rBzsRdb.png

"And what the hell are you so relaxed about Maggot-Roach?!" Domina demanded.

"Nothing Dominar! I am eagerly awaiting further orders and the beginning of our training! MA'AM!"

"Are you awaiting all the pain and suffering I'm going to put you Roaches through?"

"Yes Dominar!"

"I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"

"YES DOMINAR!"

"ARE YOU WILLING TO FACE AND OVERCOME DEATH SHOULD I ORDER IT?"

"YES DOMINAR!"

"You want me murder you?"

"YES DOMINAR!

"Break you down, bleed you out, shatter your mind and bring you to your knees?"

"NOTHING WOULD PLEASE ME MORE, DOMINAR!"

"Shatter your bones, break your brain, and expose you for the bitch you are before I build you back up into a Real Soldier?"

"YES DOMINAR!"

She sneered and grabbed him by his shirt. "Pffft. You're going to wish I was that gentle. This isn't the Space Fleet, Flyboy, your hotshot, trigger-happy, airshow circus bullshit isn't going to fly with us. This is the The Helgate and for the rest of your training you Roaches are going to be my bitches." She dropped him but Seraph stuck the landing and recovered enough to remain standing. He quickly got back into position. "Got that? This isn't the Preschool Bullshit you're used to. I expect nothing less than 110% every single day from every single one of you. IS THAT CLEAR?!"

"YES DOMINAR!"

(Oh man, oh man she's going to target me. I just know it! Okay, take deep breaths girl. You know this wouldn't be easy. Just look at her in the eyes and by The Goddess try not to cry. Whatever you do don't cry!) Private Gunhild held her breath and let out a short exhale in an attempt to calm her nerves.



"Clench your cheeks real tight and grab your crotches Mecha-Boys" Private Ravenloft, a petite dark skinned young woman joked as she watches Sgt. Greyhawk berate her fellow recruits.

Dominar Greyhawk turned sharply at the direction of the comment. Her eyes centered on Private Ravenloft, who stood next to the timid redhead. The instructor just calmly marched over to Private Ravenloft, she asked the recruit softly. "Found what I'm saying to the guys amusing, Private?"

"A little, Dominar."

Dominar Greyhawk smiled. "Feels empowering to see a woman in charge doesn't it?"

"Hail Andromeda, Queen of The Galaxy" Private Ravenloft said proudly.

Dominar Greyhawk placed a hand on Private Ravenloft. "I like you, you're a regular Harlequin. Maybe when all this is over I'd invite you to my place and introduce you to my sister so you can frigg her"

In an instant Private Ravenloft was met with a harsh punch to the stomach. She felt like chains was squeezing her stomach tight as she gasped for air and collapsed to the ground on one knee.

"Breathe through your nose Private Harlequin!" Dominar Greyhawk crouched down to the young recruit. "What did I tell you about equality?! It doesn't matter the gender or lack there of I will not hesitate to ram my boot up your ass if you get out of line!" She stood up and commanded, "Stand in attention Space Slug!"

In an instant Private Harlequin stood up and shouted in between wheezing breaths. "Yes Dominar!

"Should you survive basic training. You'd have a stomach so ironclad that even the hammer of The Mighty Thor himself wouldn't put a dent to it."

(Its a miracle she didn't puke, I know I would) Private Gunhild thought to herself.

"You have five minutes of warm ups to prepare yourselves mentally and physically. After that, your first day of training begins" Dominar Greyhawk instructed.

"YES DOMINAR!" They all called out in response!

Once they had the freedom to move around freely, Private Ravenloft felt a tap on her shoulder and looked up to see a Reptilian Zaeczun, Private Crexara Raekaentian, looking down on her in concern. Or at least as much as her Reptilian eyes could express. 

"Are you alright?"



"Ah, yeah, fine. I'll be alright. I'll just recover while doing my warm-ups. I'm Ravenloft. Call me Raven."

"Crexara. A pleasure."


Meanwhile, Space Patrol Delta A-Squad Red Ranger Alestrandra Tate was laughing inside at the whole demonstration despite her stoic demeanor. (ZEHAHAHAHAHAHA! Dominar hasn't missed a beat in all the years I've known her! That was great! These kids are going to be in safe hands under her tutelage.)

The rest of the officers exercised and performed their warm ups and talked together.




"I wasn't expecting to see that today but it's got me pumped up regardless." Sylas Strife commented while he performed his warm-ups. "We're going to get pushed beyond our limits, ladies and gents!"

-



"Getting pumped up is all well and good, spikey, but just remember to just stay focused or you'll be next." Alin Emberson noted to him.

"Yeah, I got it. But still, this is going to be fun. We'll even get to see an actual A-Squad Member in action while we're here!"

-



"Ah let him have his fun, Alin, we'll see what he's made of when our training kicks off." Silvera Shepard noted. "Am I right, Gunhild?" She asked her.

"Exactly right! I'm not to worried though! We're all going to come out of this with passing grades! Every one of us! So get ready to rock and roll, ladies and gents, because our greatest challenge is right in front of us!" She called out to the others from next to Ravenloft. 

-

Crystalvixen Cruelpaw took a quick moment to scratch an ich she had on her ear and then she got right back to stretching. (I wasn't aware that SPD had such strict training methods but I'm game! Show me you got! Bring it on! I won't let you down! I'll become a Space Officer and keep my promise! ) She declared internally.  



-

BugLightyear Stingerthorn meanwhile kept silent as well, keeping his thoughts to himself as he worked out to get ready for their training, but he also kept his glowing eyes on Ravenloft to make sure she was feeling alright and recovering from that brutal haymaker that Dominar delivered to her. 

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