Masta Destroya
Crash Queen
"Quick and painful, or long and painful? Pick your demise, f!@#$r."
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Post by Masta Destroya on Apr 12, 2012 21:56:55 GMT -5
(alright, im late. give me a break. ) *watches the rest of the unit drive off, goes to wear I hid my car, a standard issue Exterminator car, still with original paint job, along the wall, gets inside, starts the car, drives off behind everyone else*
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Post by Sylvia Main on Apr 13, 2012 8:40:42 GMT -5
*And sure enough, I see them in the distance, speeding along and bright lights everywhere. Laser blasts. I can only wonder who's winning and, surprisingly, want it to be us. I take a sharp turn off the intersection and head towards the group, pulling my raygun out with a deep sigh. This is going to be weird. As soon as I near them I fire out the window at the two killjoys on the motorcycle. Smaller target but greater damage.*
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Neon Sky
BLInd Kid
When all is lost, hold on to what's left
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Post by Neon Sky on Apr 13, 2012 8:53:26 GMT -5
*I'm reloading my gun when I see a sparkle of light coming towards us somewhere down the road, when all of a sudden it starts shooting.* Shit that's not a friendly! Ace and Tes are taking fire. *I lean out the window and try shooting at whoever drove past, aiming specificly for the tires seeing that lasers wont break glass.* We are in serious need of some help right about now.
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Blackout
Crash Queen
You're not afraid of the dark, are ya?
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Post by Blackout on Apr 13, 2012 9:02:11 GMT -5
ow! *i yell as a bolt hits the back of my leg. I look behind me and see another crow car gaining on us. I look over at Ace and he nods at me* *tes and I wait until the crow car gets close to us before we turn to the side and slam on the brakes so they shoot forward and we fire at them from behind*
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Post by Angeline Pacis on Apr 13, 2012 9:34:26 GMT -5
*It's probably the lack of medication talking, but these Killjoys are seriously starting to piss me off. How are they managing to evade the shots of an entire unit?! The two kids are behind a second car now, so I can't aim for them. Luckily for me (I think), the motorcyclist in front of us is driving straight at us. I get a clear shot and take it, aiming for her heart with both guns. Surely one will get a clean hit.*
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Post by Glass~Vendetta on Apr 13, 2012 19:07:39 GMT -5
*I grab the radio and pause. I don't even know who might answer if I send a transmission to any old friends.* We have to call someone. Know anyone who's close? *I think about how odd it is how little damage we've suffered from this chase. I shrug it off. It's almost offputting, but I tell myself I should be thankful. I continue racing on, offering up a thought.* Do you think those BLI vehicles can drive in the sand? Last time I was there some of them did. If this baby can make it, we might be able to confuse them, or distract them...or something..
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Post by Cynical Paranoia on Apr 13, 2012 23:49:51 GMT -5
~I see a woman lean out and fire at me and inhale deeply. I have two choices it seems. Get shot through the heart, or take some damage to both my bike and the rest of my body. Seeing as I'm more likely to survive the second option, I go for that. As she fires, I lean heavily away from the car, tipping the bike almost onto it's side as I whiz past. I feel the heat of a raygun blast tear through my side and I gasp in pain. My vision begins to cloud slightly as I slide across the road, cringing as I hear the sound of grating metal and managing to push myself almost upright just before I would have completely crashed. Stars spray across my field of vision once again and I can feel the blood beginning to soak my whole shirt. I try to turn and fire at the BLI car, but almost black out at the effort~ Crap.... ~I mutter, trying to stay on my bike and noticing the cars coming up behind us, debating which way to ride. Finally, I decide on forward and swerve to the left, trying to get out of the range of the people in the crow car that are supposedly going to start shooting again anytime~
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Neon Sky
BLInd Kid
When all is lost, hold on to what's left
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Post by Neon Sky on Apr 15, 2012 12:23:47 GMT -5
Not personally, I didn't really leave our shop until it got raided... *I try not to think about these things right now.* Surely you could send a message out on the Killjoy frequency to anyone and everyone? *I watch what happens to Cyn and tense up.* We need to lose these guys now, or we could lose someone! Take us onto the sand, their in a van with a shatterd windscreen, throwing sand at them will make us more or less invisible. *hopefully*
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Blackout
Crash Queen
You're not afraid of the dark, are ya?
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Post by Blackout on Apr 15, 2012 14:04:38 GMT -5
*i manage to tab the radio from my belt and radio the others* *rb* guys jut head back towards 5 for now, it'll be easier to make plans there and hide out
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Post by Glass~Vendetta on Apr 15, 2012 14:17:55 GMT -5
Got it. *I say to Neon. I pick up the radio.* «RB» Tes, Ace? We're taking a bit of a detour....bear with me!
*I make a sharp turn into the sand, spraying it out from under the tires. I speed off, away from the road, laughing. The movement of the car in the sand is jerky and odd, but I ignore it, revving the engine.*
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Post by Cynical Paranoia on Apr 15, 2012 20:03:49 GMT -5
~Biting my lip hard enough to draw blood, I speed off after Glass. It takes all of my concentration just to stay conscious and ride, but I keep one gun in my hand as I drive off into the sand. I fishtail a bit but soon steady myself and keep going. I manage to flick on my radio as I pull up beside the car~ *rb* Good plan guys. But we have to hurry.... I have med supplies and training enough to deal with mine and anyone elses injuries but I'm having a hard time staying awake.
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Post by Sylvia Main on Apr 17, 2012 21:12:20 GMT -5
*I curse loudly when they go off road and twist the steering wheel sharply, feeling the car lose some control on the loose sand. I speed after them, unwilling to let them get away. Just so long as I keep them in my sight they will either run out of gas or stop for medical aid, so, with the help of the others, we should very easily be able to contain them. The car doesn't do so well on the dirt and sand but I gain on them anyways.*
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Post by Glass~Vendetta on Apr 17, 2012 23:07:07 GMT -5
*I groan, seeing how much of a lost cause we are right now. I see a rocky out cropping in the distance, on the other side of the road. We don't have much to lode anyway.* Cyn is hurt...we're running out of options here. This might be a bumpy ride, yeah? «RB Cyn» There's not much we can do here...they're not leaving anytime soon. Just trust me, I am trying. *I really doj't know what I'm doing. I make another sharp turn, spewing sand behind me. I make a large loop and head back for the road. This better buy us time, although I know there's no fooling these guys. I use the pavement to get a good start and jet away, aiming for that big glob of rocks and desert brush.*
Glass used Psycho Driving.....it's not so effective. *I mutter. This diversion is all I know to do at this point.*
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Post by Cynical Paranoia on Apr 18, 2012 15:32:41 GMT -5
~I grit my teeth, knowing how hopeless our situation seems to be~ *RB* Got it. And I guess we'll just have to keep shooting, yeah? ~I reach down into one of the pouches strapped to my leg and grab a small bottle. Without looking and with the ease of practise I manage to fish out a painkiller and a caffeine tablet, popping both in my mouth. I break away from Glass as she goes off towards the road and go further out into the sand, hoping that with two targets we'll be harder to catch.~
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Post by Angeline Pacis on Apr 18, 2012 15:40:33 GMT -5
*I flinch a bit as our car rockets off the road and sand sprays into my face. I can feel the grittiness in my hair as I wipe the grains out of my eyes. Our cars are faster and better than the Killjoys', seeing as they have good tires and full tanks of gasoline, so we continue to steadily gain on them as they make loop after loop. It becomes quite apparent that they don't know what they're doing: in the past minute, they've essentially made a big circle. Another car, piloted by Miss Main, joins the chase, and I wave gratefully at her before I lean out the window and aim at the car. More sand gets in my face, but it doesn't matter too much to me once I see my shot burn a hole clean through one of their windows.*
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