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Post by Sylvia Main on Sept 15, 2011 21:52:48 GMT -5
*She is focused on attacking Red so I take advantage once again and swing my pole, barely hitting her helmet but just enough to hurt and falter on her lunges.*
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Post by Aerith Lin on Sept 15, 2011 22:02:05 GMT -5
*the helmet rings a little and i get annoyed*
Come at me, one and all! Hahaha
*hacks at the pole blocking attacks, and simultaneously dodging and countering reds attacks, i get them in a line infront of each other and kick rebel so she falls back on Red buying me some time and a vantage point*
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Post by NotACoolKid on Sept 15, 2011 22:03:29 GMT -5
*With a final pull, Nack finishes binding the Dracs. Letting out a sigh, she looks over towards the direction her friends are in, drawing a sharp breath when she sees the progress of the fight. They all look to be taking damage. Biting her lip, she glances around her, desperate to find a weapon of some sort other than her gun. Her eyes land on a cactus to her right.
Grabbing the twist ties she still has, Nack slips one around the cactus and pulls it tight. With this secured, she yanks up on the tab, pulling the small plant from the ground without much trouble.*
Okay. Now I have a cactus...on a rope...thing...
*Taking a deep breath, Nack begins to whirl the plant above her head, gaining momentum as it swings. In the last second, she lets go, sending the little projectile pointy cactus straight at the back of the exterminator's head.
If there's one thing Nack's learned in her time in the desert, it's that no one ever expects a plant attack.*
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Post by Aerith Lin on Sept 15, 2011 22:14:56 GMT -5
*feels a small thud on the back of her head, and feels a small prick on her back. She looks down and sees a cactus*
A cactus.... never had that before.
*takes the sword from the fallen Red and starts to walk over to the new opponent*
Come, Darling. Lets Play.
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Post by NotACoolKid on Sept 15, 2011 22:26:59 GMT -5
*Nack's eyes get incredibly wide as the exterminator heads towards him. He did not think this through. Okay. Mental inventory: twist ties, a fork, a spoon, and a gun that's relatively useless. Nack's brain goes crazy, trying to think of a solution.*
Shit. Shit. *Nack jams his hands into his pockets, searching desperately for an explosive. Anything that he forgot to give to Poison. Anything at all. At last, in the very fold of his pocket, he finds one tiny bundle. Palming it, he tests its weight. Not much. Just enough to provide a blast capable of delivering a second degree burn, if at about...Nack compares his position to the length of the Exterminator's sword...at about five feet. It's not close enough. Looking around desperately, Nack grabs the spoon at his belt. Waiting until the very last moment, he places the bomb in the cup of the spoon, pulls the metal back, and sends the explosive straight towards the middle of the exterminator's neck. It's bound to cause at least scarring, if not some open wounds at the distance it'll wind up at. If it hits, it's possibly a serious blow.*
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Post by redhavoc on Sept 15, 2011 22:45:54 GMT -5
*I spring back up from the ground, pushing Rebel aside. My vision blurs for a second and I'm not too sure if I'm hurt or not. I miss the sword already and curse mentally for loosing it so fast. The Exterminator heads towards Nack, who might as well be defenseless. I run at a dead sprint and tackle the Exterminator from behind, trying to avoid her swords at the same time*
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Post by Sylvia Main on Sept 15, 2011 22:49:51 GMT -5
*The kick in the rib hurt like hell. It leaves me gasping for breath and when Red pushes me off her I can't get up. I want to, I need to, but I can't. I feel myself loose consciousness slowly, fighting it with any strength I have left.*
(gotta go for the night. Retro's concussion was worsened and she got kicked in her broken rib. Figure passing out is reasonable. Night.)
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Post by Arson Anthem on Sept 15, 2011 22:52:45 GMT -5
(What are you talking about?! Repeated head trauma doesn't cause blackouts, silly!!!)
*I hesitate between Red and Retro, and eventually decide to help Retro first since she really can't do much of anything at the moment. I run over, grabbing her under her arms and dragging her off the road and into the shade behind some rocks. I have no idea if she can hear me or not, but I say* Stay here, okay? *before running back to the others*
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Post by Aerith Lin on Sept 16, 2011 12:36:40 GMT -5
*i swing at Red before she can get to me, I cut her forearm drawing blood but not a deep wound... I do not have authorization to use full force, these Killjoys are starting to coordinate more and more... I drop a smoke bomb and a gray cloud and in it..i start to laugh*
Lets see how you can fight without your eyes.
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Post by redhavoc on Sept 16, 2011 12:46:11 GMT -5
*I feel hot liquid on my arm and the Exterminator slip away in the grey smoke, which seems to cling to me as it swirls. My foot knocks against something and I look closer. It's Nack, who is on the ground, but fine. I close my eyes and hear footsteps to me right. I kick out in that direction, arms up to protect my upper body. I'm breathing hard*
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Post by Arson Anthem on Sept 16, 2011 16:32:10 GMT -5
*I get back to the others in time to see all three disappear in a cloud of smoke. Nack's ended up on the ground somehow, so it looks like another rescue is needed... I can barely make out the figures in the cloud, and not well enough to tell who is who. Deciding to take a chance, I step towards where I saw Nack last, saying at a normal volume* Red, this is Arson. *I hope that's enough to keep her from attacking me, but immediately duck down in case I'm near the Exterminator instead. My ribs protest my hunched position but I ignore the pain, reaching around blindly until I feel a foot. Getting a better grip, I quickly back out of the smokescreen, pulling Nack with me*
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Post by Poison Shot on Sept 16, 2011 16:47:14 GMT -5
*finishes killing off the last drac of the bunch that ambushed him and looks over at the cloud of smoke*
Arson! What's going on over there!? Take her DOWN already!
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Post by Arson Anthem on Sept 16, 2011 16:51:20 GMT -5
I'm working on it!! *I drop Nack and run back into the cloud of smoke, closing my eyes to focus. I hear breathing from one side and think it must be Red - the Exterminator's would be muffled by her helmet*
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Post by Funhouse Gear on Sept 16, 2011 16:54:29 GMT -5
*I come into view of our ambush site, but I'm momentarily confused by what I see. It looks like all the dracs have been brought under control, but there's still fighting going on. The Exterminator must have thrown a smoke bomb or something... I'm panting in the heat but force myself to pick up a bit more speed*
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Post by Aerith Lin on Sept 16, 2011 17:06:14 GMT -5
*drops her blade in front of Arson*
Why do you protect her? She's not your kin, is she. Look at you... bent over, your neck hanging there asking to be hacked like you were under the guillotine.
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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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