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Post by Aerith Lin on Nov 17, 2011 12:50:00 GMT -5
*I swing around after the car stops and immediately kick a viper back a few feet. I run after him and stab him straight in the gut with my sword, then use it as a handle to flip over him and send my body weight into the sword. I take it out and proceed taking down vipers, they shoot at me but hit their comrades instead as i strike them down and use their body as shields*
*I look back at riley who is using a Semi-Automatic, and laugh a bit*
A semi Riley? Oh well. I guess whatever gets this job done then eh?
*puts the swords away and gets the shotgun and without turning from the conversation, immediately blast in a Vipers head who is sneaking up from behind*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 17, 2011 14:12:56 GMT -5
*I fire another round from the tank into the line of Kobras facing us. Their chain gun fire makes it seem like a dozen shotguns are going off at once. The round explodes, but only one, the one it actually hit, goes down.* I feel like i'm playing Halo... does anyone remember Halo?! *A grenade goes off near the tread and breaks it, causing the tank to stop* Ok... *I pop out the hatch and begin sniping Vipers as they come closer* Alright... C'mon you bastard... You alright, Vol?
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 17, 2011 14:39:00 GMT -5
No! *I'm clutching my shoulder with one hand; a bullet took a good chunk out of it, though it diidn't make a neat hole. I'm directing the machine gun with my free hand, keeping the fire well away from my allies.* dammit, you just had to put me in the unarmored part. But I'll be fine, go back to driving! ...except that the bump I just felt was us breaking, wasn't it? Fucking splendid. So don't drive. But I can still shoot! *I mow down a trio of Vipers coming in from one side then swivel around to shoot at a few more.*
*I head to the van which I have been told that I am riding in, carrying a total of five guns: four pistols and a rifle. I have bulletproof armor on, which feels incredibly bulky, and have been reminding myself that it will get some use. The thought scares me almost as much as the explosions that rocked the beautiful Tower did.*
((Sorry for forgetting about Angie...eheheh.))
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Post by vanityviolence on Nov 17, 2011 16:04:43 GMT -5
Get out of that seat, girlie. You're in no condition for using that big fancy gun of yours. *darts behind the tank, punching a Viper in the forhead. He falls with four holes in his head and a gross cracking noise* Besides, this is the worst kind of fight for a hand-to-hand fighter like me. Bullets, ugh.
(sorry I wasn't here yesterday, had to study for a test)
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 17, 2011 16:09:10 GMT -5
I can handle it, Vanity! *I continue to try to steer the gun single-handed, only stopping when I almost hit the woman with the sword (whoever she is) with a huge barrage of fire, missing by far too small a space.* Okay, so maybe I can't. Take over! *I slip off of the platform onto the hood of the tank, firing away with Pestilence. Plague is my favorite and I'm not about to lose it.*
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Post by vanityviolence on Nov 17, 2011 16:15:33 GMT -5
With the greatest pleasure, m'dear! *does a handspring onto the back of the tank, then pulls herself up onto the platform. She begins firing right away.* Ha ha ha! Die, Viper scum!
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Post by Jonathon Orwell on Nov 17, 2011 16:30:08 GMT -5
*When we are all together I quickly usher them into a van and we leave with other units as back up. We speed through the city, on our way to the city wall to reinforce it and back up the attack team.* I want everyone to keep a level head and just remember that the safety of the city is our goal. Battery City must not fall.
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Post by redhavoc on Nov 17, 2011 16:53:12 GMT -5
*I see a viper behind Retro and automatically take out my gun and fire. It only stuns him, but by that point I've come close enough and I use my lack of height as an advantage, stabbing him between armor plates. As she or he falls I jump onto another and twist until I feel the verebra break. I hear a bang and feel a bullet attempt to rip through the back of my armor as it is fired at point blank range. The impact knocks me down and I care barely breathe, but I keep stabbing from the concrete*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 17, 2011 17:14:18 GMT -5
Vol, hop inside the tank. Take care of that hit. *I pick off a couple more Vipers, then focus on the Kobras. Their armor is thick and leaves almost nothing uncovers, aside from eyeholes and a small section on their neck. Taking careful aim i fire at one of their exposed necks. The bullet goes wild, however and hits the gun, causing it to jam. The kobra throws the gun to the ground and begins charging the tank. I set my rifle down and hop out the tank, avoiding gunfire along the way. As he charges, i roll to the ground and take him out by his legs. As he stumbles i rip off his helmet and drive an elbow into his skull.* Fucker. *I stand up and see over the ridge. I notice many more Vipers heading our way, followed by what appear to be armored cars of their own.* Ummm guys... we may want to consider retreating!
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 17, 2011 17:23:58 GMT -5
Don't worry about me! Worry about the fact that no way in hell can we retreat! *I fire a few raygun blasts into the less-armored Vipers, then decide to focus on one of the Kobras as it comes near me. After about ten hits that get deflected off the armor, one lucky shot hits the pilot in the eye, and he shouts and falls. I suddenly get one of my brightest ideas in a while.* Hey, Aftermath! Do you know how to get these bastards out of their armor?
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 17, 2011 17:30:41 GMT -5
Kill them. Duh... *I look down at the Kobra i just killed and think for a second. I drag him back behind the tank, still avoiding gunfire and take pieces off the armor carefully.* I'm about to live a hundred childhood dreams at once. NO ONE INTERRUPT ME. *As fast as i can, i change into the bulky armor* Why didn't i think of this sooner?!
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 17, 2011 17:37:25 GMT -5
You're welcome! *I fire a shot into the other eyehole (for good measure) then start stripping the Viper of his armor, glad that he's wearing clothes underneath it. Within five or so minutes, during which I frequently have to stop and shoot at other people, I'm covered in armor. I toss my only pair of goggles to Aftermath before charging at the Vipers in the armor, shooting all the more wildly.*
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Post by Incendiary Aftermath on Nov 17, 2011 17:53:57 GMT -5
*I take place alongside Vol and begin firing froward erratically.* THIS. IS. SO. AWESOME. *I few rounds hit me square in the chest and nearly break through. I hang back a bit, being through back into reality* Okay, childhood moment over. But still, FUCK YA!
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 17, 2011 17:56:22 GMT -5
Hey, you think I'm NOT having fun? *I laugh and continue firing, unable to keep track of who I'm killing and who IA's killing.* This is great. I should have thought of this before!
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Bullet Ringer
Ritalin Rat
Everything is different, but yet, so little has changed
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Post by Bullet Ringer on Nov 17, 2011 18:02:48 GMT -5
(copied from death or victory)
*I turn around to see an explosion and a few guys flying off in random directions, I burst out laughing* Shiny! Do it again.*Still giggling a bit I lay on the floor with the sniper and take aim, I shoot one of the vipers in the back of the head, but it does no damage* Shit, these guys are armored up.*I keep aim when he turns around trying to figure out where the bullet come from, then I see his eyes arn't protected* Got'cha.*I take the shot and the viper falls to the floor instantly* Boom, headshot.
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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.
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