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| Undead_Knuxchao | May 23 2008, 03:47 PM Post #1 |
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Game Setup 0 Players: J-21 Q-32 C-11 M-77 S-77 T-88 K-52 Default Spawn Weapon: BR55 Battle Rifle Secondary Weapon: M6G Magnum Sidearm Objective: Kill the Enemy! Starting spawn points: Red Team: Red Base Blue Team: Blue Base Score to Reach: 15 -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-= The game, selecting a random starting time, felt it would be best if they played in the dark to start this game, to better match their abilities. The in-game time set to 10 o' clock at night as the playing area materialized into virtual space. The quiet darkness was almost chilling, but this was contrasted by the lights that showered the bases with a distinct brightness. From one base, it was easy to see another yellow light in the dark at the other side of the field. As the vehicles loomed with a quiet roar in the hangar of the base, they were but peaceful machines until a later time, when they would be scaps of heaping metal, melting violently on the ground. As soon as the map had loaded, the distinctive rings of light were shining once more as the mix of diverse players entered the battlefield on both sides of the wide, open box of high mountains known to the players of UNSC:2552 as, Terra Edited by Corrupt Justice, Jul 7 2008, 08:30 PM.
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| originxt | May 23 2008, 06:04 PM Post #2 |
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OOC: Aight, if teams are uneven, im freelancer. Gives me more room to move around. IC: J21 joins the game. |
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| Zetal | May 23 2008, 06:10 PM Post #3 |
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IC: Zetal joins the game. |
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| Jet | May 24 2008, 08:06 AM Post #4 |
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OOC: Wait, I'm here!!! IC: C-11 joins the game. |
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| Zouric | May 24 2008, 03:43 PM Post #5 |
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I will Join as well!!! |
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| originxt | May 27 2008, 12:00 PM Post #6 |
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OOC: Aight, replies or no replies, im posting something. Get something started. IC: J-21 spawns on the edge of the hangar staring out at the dark sky. He looks at his Br'55 and checks his ammo count. The brightness of the base seemed to make the place much more peaceful than the darkness that was just outside their base. He throws down his pistol and grabs the shotgun. "J-21, reporting in... Anyone else here?" |
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| Corrupt Justice | May 27 2008, 07:50 PM Post #7 |
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Casey’s armored feet touched down on the metal floor with a dull clang! She Glanced around the harshly lit hanger, noting that outside it seemed to be pitch black, but she was sure it was because of the artificial light. If she was out, she could probably see stars… With a snort, she started walking forward. She hadn’t seen the stars in a long time. The cit smog made sure of that. She walked up beside J-21 and looked out into the dark. “I’m here,” She said, looking over at him and raising her BR in greeting. “It’s dark out,” she added, stating the obvious, but to her it was different. She hadn’t known it could get this dark out, but then again, that was what happened when you lived in the city. “It’ll be a hoot and a holler to fight in the dark,” She muttered, then turned away from the entrance of the hanger. |
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| originxt | May 27 2008, 08:25 PM Post #8 |
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John gave a short nod of his head to acknowledge her presence. He looked out at the ominous black landscape outside of their well lit hangar. He recalled memories of fighting in the darkness. It was a cold sunday night, power failure. Paid soldiers surrounded the darkened home and waited. A single light shined from a window and lead filled the air, mercenaries and soldiers began falling, dying slowly as they felt their blood seeping through their wounds... That light was the scythe and the one holding it was death. John shook his head and smiled slightly. Good memories. He thought. "Casey, ran an IP check... Tampa, florida no? John asked. |
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| Corrupt Justice | May 27 2008, 08:35 PM Post #9 |
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Casey started and spun on her heel to face John, her face showing a mixture of fear and anger. If only he could see it. “WHY the HELL do people want to know where I LIVE?” She shouted, thowing her hands in the air. She stared at him for another second, then lowered her arms. “Why, you have a contract out on me? I wouldn’t be surprised if you did,” she said, her voice suddenly quiet. She gave a sigh. “Well, this is one way to start a match.” |
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| originxt | May 27 2008, 09:10 PM Post #10 |
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John recalled earlier that morning tossing out what appeared to be a fake request form for a simple assasination of a Casey Rodriguez. He thought it was junk mail so he threw it out, salted it, and burned it. He then realized that the name was linked to the one he was speaking with. "Uuuuuuuuuhhhh...... Nnnnnnoooooo?" John said with a slight hesitation. "Why do you ask? I was just... joking! Yeah just joking..." John then looked around for something to change the conversation but could not find anything. "Im going to the store and buy headlight fluid for the warthogs and elbow grease for our armor. Be right back!"
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| Corrupt Justice | May 27 2008, 09:21 PM Post #11 |
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Ooc// Oh, damn, the ones pulling the strings already have it out for Casey… <<; I mean… I didn’t say anything. ><; IC: Casey was glad for the change of topic as well, albeit a strange one. "Yeah... You do that..." She watched him, a confused look on her face. He was certainly acting suspicious. If she didn't know any better... She turned away and walked slowly to the line of warthogs, thinking. What would happen if she found out that she was marked for death? She didn't know. Maybe he would... She got rid of that thought all together. She'd just have to find a safe place to go. Heck, she might even join the rebels. At least then she'd be safe. Then again, running from her problems was cowardly and she swore to herself that she wouldn't do that. She hopped into the passenger seat of a warthog, leaning back in the seat and placing her BR in her lap. Edited by Corrupt Justice, May 27 2008, 09:28 PM.
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| originxt | May 27 2008, 09:46 PM Post #12 |
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John walked up to her slowly with a curious mind. She acted very strangely for such a simple question... Curious... Very strange and nervous behaviour before... I'll need to find a way to contact those who mailed me... Why they want her... John tooks a deep breath and spoke very carefully. "Uh Casey, did you do anything that might make people be very interested in you? For example, are there people that want others to be interested in your very existence...?" |
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| Corrupt Justice | May 27 2008, 09:55 PM Post #13 |
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Her head turned slowly so she could look at John, then shrugged. “Who knows. A simple hello on the street can get you killed now-a-days. It’s more like… No one will care that I’m here, until I threaten them…” Casey shrugged again. “I just don’t know anymore. All I can tell you is that I’m trying very hard not to piss anyone off… and you asking these questions is making me nervous. So if you don’t mind, kindly shove off before I beat your head in.” |
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| originxt | May 27 2008, 10:08 PM Post #14 |
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John took a step back and kept stepping back until he fell out of the hangar. "Son of a Biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch!" John yelled as he rolled down the hill. He slowly stood up massaging his neck "I hate it when women threaten others. It's always so..." John's voiced trailed off as he realized the darkness had enveloped him and he was almost in a pitch black room. Familiar murderous feelings crept into his mind and began to swallow him. He closed his eyes and calmed himself down. He looked up toward the small amount of light coming from the hangar entrance. "Gotta... get... back... up..." John muttered as he began the long climb. |
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| Corrupt Justice | May 27 2008, 10:13 PM Post #15 |
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Casey leaped out of the side seat and rushed to the edge of the hanger, looking down into the inky blackness. “John, are you alright?” She called down, turning on the lights in her helmet and searching for him. Her spotlight finally fixed on him and she got down to one knee and held out a hand for him. “Maybe you should be more careful,” She suggested, shaking her head and making ‘tsk’ sounds. |
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| originxt | May 27 2008, 10:20 PM Post #16 |
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John took her hand and got back into the hangar. He felt slightly shaken as he felt adrenaline flowing through his body. He reexperienced that "feeling" again. "I should never do that again..." John said darkly. "Ok, so team slayer. Zetal being on the other team, we got the anti-zetal club right here. Well maybe you arent Anti-Zetal but you are now temporarily." John leaned on a wall and smiled under his helmet. "Plan?" |
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| Corrupt Justice | May 27 2008, 10:33 PM Post #17 |
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Casey easily lifted John up back into the hanger then straightened herself. She gave him a quick glance, then looked back down at her hands. She had been getting stronger lately, she had noticed. The first game she played, she would barely have been able to help John up. Now, it was a piece of cake. A good and a bad thing. “Anti-Zetal club?” Casey repeated, snorting at how ridiculous the name was. “I can never come up with good plans. They end up failing miserably.” |
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| Zetal | May 28 2008, 02:50 PM Post #18 |
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M77 spawned with a frown on his face. He had already played Terra, and was wondered when he'd get to play the maps that came out with the patch. OOC: xD IC: Walking casually inside of his base, he entered the armory room and traded his weapons for a Spartan laser and a Rocket Launcher. "This should be fun.." he mumbled to himself and began walking towards the air Vehicles. |
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| originxt | May 29 2008, 08:31 PM Post #19 |
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OOC: You really want to play your map dont you... John dropped his br55 and opted for the sniper rifle. Walking over to the hangar edge he realized what an idiot he was. "Why am I trying to spy on blue team if I can't see 10 yards in front of me?" John put his palm on his face and shook it. John motioned CJ and pointed out towards the other side of the canyon. "You know where that place ends up being? Blue base. I suggest we walk over their quietly and try to attack them when they least expect it. It will be a long walk and we most likely will get lost, but I'm certain we will get there... eventually... What do you think?" |
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| Corrupt Justice | May 29 2008, 08:41 PM Post #20 |
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“I don’t know, that’s a really long way, John,” Casey said, coming to the edge of the hanger again. “We should at least take a vehicle. Warthogs are quieter than mongeese, for some reason, so we should take one of those.” She looked back at the warthogs lined up. “And knowing Zetal, we should have some anti-air weapons handy.” |
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| Zetal | May 29 2008, 08:54 PM Post #21 |
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M77 grinned mischievously as he climbed into the pilot seat of the longsword. Oh ho..Fun? I've had fun before The engines fired up and he shot out of the hangar, preparing the nuke. Darkness enveloped his transport but he continued straight, knowing their base was directly across, and he looked for the base lights, shutting off his longswords lights. This won't be fun for anyone. This is going to be far more than fun. |
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| originxt | May 29 2008, 09:03 PM Post #22 |
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John shook his head in agreement. He stared out into the cold darkness. "Alright, let's get our stuff ready and prepare for the assualt. Which warthog should we take?" |
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| Corrupt Justice | Jun 2 2008, 12:00 PM Post #23 |
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“Hmm… Let’s take that one,” Casey said, pointing to the one with rockets on it. “I think it’s called… Gah, there’re so many of them… The M12A1 Warthog? I think that’s it. Studying has paid off…” She rooted around the base and came back with a Spartan Laser and a missile pod. She jumped into the side seat and held onto her weapons for the fifty foot drop out of the hanger. “I’m ready.” |
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| Zetal | Jun 3 2008, 01:51 PM Post #24 |
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M77, not far away from their hangar now, released the nuke far into the other teams hangar, and dove out of the way. He smiled grimly and narrowly got away. |
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| Corrupt Justice | Jun 4 2008, 10:09 AM Post #25 |
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Ooc// You know what? No more nukes in any games. It's just too powerful, and now the game's one-sided because we have no weapons or vehicles. I should have kicked it out from the beginning... Oh well, this is the last game with nukes, then. |
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| originxt | Jun 4 2008, 01:08 PM Post #26 |
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OOC: Yeah we just got raped. IC: John looked out and a small glimmer of light headed for their hangar. He squinted toward it trying to identify what the object was. The darkness impaired his vision and made him feel uneasy. As seconds past by, a small outline of a nuke began forming. John began to feel cold sweat as the nuke proceeded to enter the hangar and head toward the back wall. Moments before impact, he muttered, "Oh son of a...." A large explosion followed by waves of mass energy ripped the hangar's interior and damaged it heavily. When John respawned, he looked around and saw only the blackened and cracked interior of their former hangar. He walked around and saw the vehicles were now piles of twisted, molten metal. "God damnit!" He yelled as he threw his helmet on the ground. |
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| Zouric | Jun 4 2008, 02:28 PM Post #27 |
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I join. OOC: Is that right? |
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| Corrupt Justice | Jun 4 2008, 03:43 PM Post #28 |
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Ooc// =D Really? -phew- IC: Casey looked over at John from her seat, wondering why he was taking so long. Did he see something out there? She jumped out and walked to his side. What did he see? She, too, looked out and squinted hard, trying to figure out what was wrong. Was that the sound of a jet in the distance? And then she realized. “Oh, shit!” She had no time to drag John out, she just did what she could to save her own skin; she jumped out of the hanger. As she fell those fifty feet, she could see the nuke fly into where she had just escaped from. Seconds ticked by, then the explosion. While the opening of the hanger was far above her, the waves of radiation and sheer force from the blast caught her a few feet from the ground and flung her out into the night, skipping across the ground, then sliding to a stop, completely unconscious. Ooc// I don’t plan on her surviving anyway, I just felt like prolonging what little life she had left. xD Next post I’ll have her succumb to the radiation or something… Edited by Corrupt Justice, Jun 4 2008, 04:08 PM.
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| Zetal | Jun 4 2008, 04:24 PM Post #29 |
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OOC: Oh no, by all means, have your character live. =D Who cares if she flew nearly 100 feet? xD IC: M77 was rather pleased with himself. He had just detonated the entire other teams base by himself. Landing his longsword not far from their base, he began walking towards it intent on killing any survivors. |
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| Corrupt Justice | Jun 4 2008, 04:45 PM Post #30 |
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She tried to open her eyes, but they felt like they were sewn shut. Her body was heavy, like it was made of lead, and her whole head pounded in rhythm to her heart, slow, but irregular. Finally, her eyes opened a crack, but all she could see through her blackened, cracked visor was dry, shriveled grass. Her breath came in short gasps, and she shut her eyes again, not willing to move. She was just going to lay there the rest of the game She was beyond pain now, she was just laying there, barely conscious of her surroundings. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she rolled herself onto her back, and then laid still, spots erupting in her vision. Why was she so cold? She couldn’t feel her body, as if it was asleep. Her hands jerked to her helmet, her armor groaning, and pulled of her helmet, looking around without moving her head. Everything had a slight reddish hue. In the distance, she could make out the blurred shape of the hanger, dense clouds of radiation-laced smoke wafting from the opening. So early in the game, and already everything they had was wiped out. Before she shut her eyes, she lifted one arm in front of her to find that her armor was completely destroyed. Parts had broken of, revealing her black body suit, or even had burned right down to the skin. The armor that was left on was blackened and looked melted in some places. Obviously, the rest of her body was the same. Casey growled, or attempted to, but her throat was dry and she couldn’t let out a sound. Her arm dropped to the side and she let darkness take over again. When she respawned, she’d get revenge. She’s hunt whoever did this down over and over with just the assault rifle she’d spawn with. Until then, she would have to lay here until she died, or someone came along and killed her. Edited by Corrupt Justice, Jun 4 2008, 07:58 PM.
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| originxt | Jun 4 2008, 08:09 PM Post #31 |
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John snatched his helmet back on and quickly locked it back onto the suit. He knew it was still dark outside and tracking the attacker was impossible. Anger, frustration fueled his desire to kill. He slowly walked toward the teleporter with a frown. Something or someone was missing... Realizing CJ wasn't around cursing and bitching about the nuke he looked around the smoke filled hangar. "Unless..." He muttered while having a flashback of her jumping off the cliff. "Hell no she couldn't have survived that." He ran through the teleporter and rematerialized into the cold night air. Breathing heavily, he turned on his flashlight and began searching. While searching, he came across a shotgun but the moment he picked it up, it had broken in two. "Damn, they made this game way too real..." He sniffed and began a coughing fit from the smoke he enhaled while he had his helmet off. "Cruel and unusual punishment."He muttered. He continued walking through the canyon occasionally turning back in case Zetal might be following him. Jesus christ, where are you Casey... He crouched near the canyon wall and put a NAV mark on his location while speaking into TC. "Hey Casey, come here as soon as possible. We are out of luck. I'll explain when you get here." He waited a few moments but there was still no response. "Casey answer me! Are you there?" John sighed and stood up. She's most likely unconscious... Got to find her or she might be.... captured.... again.... He began his search throught the darkness once more.
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| Zetal | Jun 5 2008, 06:28 AM Post #32 |
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M77 turned and stared at the prominent flashlight in the darkness. Tilting his head, he began a full sprint towards the light. He then tripped on what would appear to be a dead body. The hell? Kneeling, he realized this person was alive, barely. "Its CJ..shit" He shook her, seeing if he could get a real response. "Are you there, CJ?" |
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| Doom | Jun 5 2008, 06:06 PM Post #33 |
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Doom has joined the game Spawns with just a assult rifle in hand a 3 gernades."Wow its been a while! Man I wish I wasn't so caught up in other games to come here more." Edited by Doom, Jun 5 2008, 06:12 PM.
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| Corrupt Justice | Jun 5 2008, 07:36 PM Post #34 |
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Once again, she was called from the comforting darkness that was unconsciousness. Why? Why couldn’t people just leave her alone? Casey’s eyes cracked open slightly, trying to figure out who was calling to her. She focused on a figure looming over her, but her vision was too blurry to discern exactly who it was. She tried to speak, but her voice was gone. Only a harsh wheezing sound escaped, which turned into a cough. She quickly shut her eyes and focused on breathing, ignoring the person next to her. When her cough finally died down, she once again looked up at the Spartan, her eyes still unfocused. Because she couldn’t speak, she raised her hand and weakly slapped the visor hanging over her angrily, then let her arm fall to her side again. If it was John, the slap was meant to say, ‘What the hell took you so long to find me?’ If it was an enemy, she meant ‘You’re dead when I respawn.’ Ooc// Doom, you're on blue team Edited by Corrupt Justice, Jun 5 2008, 07:37 PM.
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| originxt | Jun 5 2008, 07:43 PM Post #35 |
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J21 had stopped in his tracks to read the message scrolling through his HUD. He shook his head in annoyance. "Wonder what team he's going to be on..." He muttered to himself. He stood up and loaded his M6G. The loud click made by the magnum gave him a sence of power and safety. As he prepared to continue his blind attempts of finding his teammate, he heard a soft thumping sound that grew in volume as time progressed. However the moment John located the direction in which the sound came from, it had stopped. Turning toward the location, he flashed the light toward the general area. Slowly skimming the ground, the light flashed past a body covered in what seemed like the remains of green colored armor. As he focused back onto the body, he realized it was CJ's. Strangely, her hand reached out and weakly slapped at what seemed to be the head of another player. A player with very distinct colored armor in which he recalled as Zetal. "Oh damnit... If she get's taken hostage again, it's just going to make it harder on me!" He dropped his magnum and grabbed his rifle, aiming at Zetal's head. This guy thinks he can nuke me and get away with it... Here is my response... John took careful aim and let out several bursts from his br'55.
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| Zetal | Jun 5 2008, 08:43 PM Post #36 |
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M77 convulsed as the bullets impacted his shields and he crouched down behind CJ. He shook his head, realizing the condition she was in and decided to end her misery, rather than J21 having to. He let out of a single burst of BR bullets, blood spattering on the ground and held the body up as a shield, taking aim and firing at J21 with half shield. |
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| originxt | Jun 5 2008, 09:51 PM Post #37 |
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OOC: I aimed at your head but whatever. That body you are holding is soon going to disappear you know. "Respawning"IC: John watched in horror as he shot Casey and used her body as a shield. Her head rolled around her neck as blood seeped through her wounds. OOC: Wow, you guys used my body as a shield before. Tables have turned lol. IC: The moment John saw M77 lift up his br'55, he barrel rolled to the right and simultaneously took out his magnum. He quickly jumped on his feet and activated its laser sight. The straight red line darted through the darkeness and helped John target his enemy. "I hate meat shields!" John yelled before firing several rounds with the potent weapon. OOC: CJ, please respawn! |
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| Doom | Jun 6 2008, 08:07 AM Post #38 |
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T-88 walks around the map till he finds the transport warthog near his base."Sweet this should be like riding a bike." He said before backing it up into the wall."Whoops had inverted controls on let me switch that." He said before driving off and getting on the radio."Hey if anyone can hear me tell me where I need to be going.I have never played this map in my life." He said before thinking that what he said sounded so noobish. |
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| Zetal | Jun 7 2008, 11:39 AM Post #39 |
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OOC: Err, Origin, it may be the starting weapon but I traded it for a rocket launcher and a laser. M77 convulsed as the bullets impacted his shields and he crouched down behind CJ. He shook his head, realizing the condition she was in and decided to end her misery, rather than J21 having to. He smashed the back end of his rocket against her head, blood spattering on the ground and held the body up as a shield, taking aim and firing at J21 with a single rocket, aiming for the feet. |
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| originxt | Jun 7 2008, 02:14 PM Post #40 |
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OOC: Voiding the body shield part, CJ respawned. And I will do what I have posted before. The moment John saw M77 lift up his rocket launcher, he barrel rolled to the right and simultaneously took out his magnum. He quickly jumped on his feet and activated its laser sight. The straight red line darted through the darkeness and helped John target his enemy. "Since you can't kill things with a gun, you got to use a rocket launcher?!" John yelled before firing several rounds with the potent weapon. |
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