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Post by Sylvia Main on Aug 10, 2011 23:41:01 GMT -5
*She shoots me in the chest and I crumple to my knees. My vision fades and exhaustion takes over and I fall face first in the ground, losing consciousness.*
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Aug 10, 2011 23:41:46 GMT -5
*I watch One Shot warily, one hand on the crates. My best bet is to stall until Acid and Grizzly get up here, but I have no idea how*
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Post by Max Griffiths on Aug 10, 2011 23:47:05 GMT -5
*I keep my gun aimed at him but don't fire. I'm still angry, but I don't feel like making a mess, and shooting him would be too easy* You wanted to know what was in the crates? *My watch beeps quietly, signalling the agreed-upon release time. Not that it would have made any difference - I would have done this anyway* Back up.
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Post by redhavoc on Aug 10, 2011 23:52:01 GMT -5
*I watch her fall and after I make sure she's still breathing I tie up her hands and feet with zip ties, having run out of handcuffs. I pause and look around. Two Killjoys down. Not bad. My shoulder is throbbing and I'm pretty sure I reopened the stab wound, but I forget about it when I see the Killjoy I intended to get with my grenade is still moving. I charge toward her, thinking of nothing else*
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Post by Arson Anthem on Aug 10, 2011 23:54:37 GMT -5
*I see the girl running towards me and know that she was the one with the grenade. I see Lady and Retro on the ground behind her, and know that I really don't want this fight. As much as I hate to leave them lying there, I turn and start sprinting up the hill, shooting as I go and bringing down another two dracs. Then I see Gear and Max facing off at the top, and forget all about the girl*
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Aug 10, 2011 23:55:33 GMT -5
*I back up, mostly to get away from One Shot* What are you doing?
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Post by Max Griffiths on Aug 10, 2011 23:57:53 GMT -5
*I step up to one of the crates, shoot off the lock, and flip the lid up. Inside are thousands of shiny black metallic beetles. I take a few steps back, holding out my hand* Have a look. Let me know what you think. *While the killjoy stares at the crate, I surrepticiously back up next to an agent who's occupied firing down at the killjoys, and slip the remote from his pocket*
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Post by Poison Shot on Aug 10, 2011 23:58:10 GMT -5
*sees Retro in the distance falling to the ground*
SHIT! RETRO!
*Sarah And I run to Retro, she's unconscious*
OI! Wake up! *shakes her... but no response*
Shit, things are getting serious around here we need to wake her up fast!
Out of my way! *pushes me to the side* This oughta be fun hehe *snaps on shock glove and slaps Retro straight across the face repeatedly, sending an electric charge which each slap* ... WAKE.... THE ... F**K... UP!
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Post by redhavoc on Aug 10, 2011 23:59:19 GMT -5
*I'm close now, almost up the hill. I want to yell to Max to watchout for the Killjoy, but of course I can't. My watch beeps, but I ignore it and keep running*
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Aug 11, 2011 0:02:16 GMT -5
*I can't help but stare at the beattles, horrified at the idea of how much damage they could do... and there are four drop off locations with this many?! If these all got released as planned, we wouldn't stand a chance!*
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Post by Sylvia Main on Aug 11, 2011 0:03:32 GMT -5
*I jerk awake and seize for a moment on the ground. I squeeze my eyes in pain and curl up in the dirt. I say through gritted teeth.* Poison. Sometimes I really want to hurt you. *Of course I don't mean it. I've lost him once and would freak if anything happened to him. I take a few deep breaths and mutter* Untie me please...
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Post by Poison Shot on Aug 11, 2011 0:05:47 GMT -5
*grabs a knife out of his pocket and tears the ropes away*
you okay?
*sarah sits idly next to Retro and giggles a little*
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Post by Max Griffiths on Aug 11, 2011 0:07:48 GMT -5
*I see Red running up the hill towards me after a second killjoy. I scoop up the gas mask she left on the ground, throwing it high, then unhook my own from my belt and pull it over my head. The remote I'm holding only works over short distances, but it's more than enough for this one crate. As the second killjoy reaches the top of the hill, I push the button.*
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Post by Sylvia Main on Aug 11, 2011 0:08:56 GMT -5
Yeah... Fine. *I sit up and everything spins. I wince as I look at Sarah but smile slightly. That smile quickly drops off my face when I look up at One Shot and Red.* Uh. Better grab your bandanas folks.
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Post by Arson Anthem on Aug 11, 2011 0:09:37 GMT -5
*I see Max put on a gas mask and realize what he's going to do, but I know Gear won't hear my warning over the noise of the battle. Instead, I use the last bit of my energy to launch myself into the air, barely missing a drac and colliding with Gear. We both go rolling across the ground away from the crate just as it explodes, sending the beattles shooting through the air in all directions, trailing streams of poisonous gas*
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Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
Aug 10, 2016 3:18:46 GMT -5
Yes, I'm still running - sort of. But it is lonely out here. Haven't seen anyone else for a while.
Aug 10, 2016 3:18:46 GMT -5
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