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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 18, 2011 7:24:02 GMT -5
*I drag IA toward the armored vehicles after hearing the order passed thorough our ranks. One bursts into flame with a loud "WHOOM!" I wonder again who the person with the bazooka is, but don't give it as much thought as the vehicles we're targeting.*
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Post by Bullet Ringer on Nov 18, 2011 7:41:28 GMT -5
*I sneak over to the boot doging a couple of bullets that ping of the car* We have to big ones and quite a load of normal sized ones. *I grab the batterys and hand them to Blackout* Make these ones count. *I crawl back to my sniper when I see an object thrown our way* Wha- Grenade!! Get down! *Everything goes black for a second and there's an irritating buzzing sound in my ears. I open my eyes to find myself a couple of feet away from the car, Blackie and AE* Is everyone *cough* Okay? *I brush the dirt of my face and try to move, I'm hurt and I know it but adrenaline takes over and I forget about the pain*
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Post by Sylvia Main on Nov 18, 2011 12:07:52 GMT -5
*As we're running the armored cars around us seem to explode. I duck and fall to the ground but quickly stumble back up my feet and run after Red. My ears ring and a few figures seem to evolve out of the dark smoke that surrounds us. I send a few laser beams into their masks and they go down, only to be replaced by their colleagues. I realize I've stopped and am now alone.* Well shit. *I cough and recoil when I see another figure. We both point our guns to each other at the same time but I'm quicker on the trigger. When's he down I start moving, creeping slowly and carefully through the smoke, ever watchful for any movement. My eyes burn and I pull out a pair of goggles from my bag and put them on while also tying a bandana around my mouth so I can breath.*
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Post by Blackout on Nov 18, 2011 14:37:04 GMT -5
I'm in one piece at least, whether or not I'm ok might be a different story. *i carefully move my arms, and grit my teeth at the sudden pain* definitely got shrapnel in the arm, maybe some in the chest. *i take a deep breath, trying to get my breath back and I can feel the pain in my chest* strike that, definitely got hit in the chest. *I manage to make my way over to Bullet* are you ok? *I start getting some medical supplies out *
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Post by redhavoc on Nov 18, 2011 15:36:16 GMT -5
*Black smoke has now engulfed the battle and I head for the last place I saw the armored cars. A glowing patch through the thick haze indicates at least one of them is on fire. I see twin lights in front of me and realize I've run into one of the vehicles. I don't stop running, but jump twice, first to the hood and then to the flat top of the armored car. I crouch and grip onto the sides, metal cutting into my skin, as the car makes a sharp turn. Then I reach down and shoot a side window, shattering the metal blinds and glass. Two grenades are left in my pocket and I take one out, pulling the pin with my teeth before throwing it through the hole I've made into the cab. I jump down onto a viper as the cab explodes. Only then do I remember that Retro was following me, but when I look around I only see the new agent, Morand, and Wilson and Aerith a little ways off*
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Post by Sylvia Main on Nov 18, 2011 16:10:12 GMT -5
*Another car's engine has exploded and fire curls it's fingers to the sky from the bent hood. It sits in the middle of the chaos and I can't tell which direction the main fight is taking place. I stumble on the body of a draculoid and just look down at it, frowning. I crouch down and lift the mask to see the face and sigh. He looks so young. I hear a gunshot closer to me than the rest in the distance and immediately tense up, looking around. I see nothing so I begin to stand, ever so slowly while still watching. Suddenly there's a sharp pain in my lower back and I'm face first in the ground, cursing and holding my side. As I grit my teeth and try to stand back up I hear the crunch of boots on the coarse sand. Out of the corner of my eyes I see they are military, obviously Viper or Kobra. A hand suddenly grabs my hair and yanks me up to my feet. I scream out in pain and clutch his arm for support while the masked face stares at me. I snarl and glare at him, causing something which sounds like laughter to emanate from the mask. He takes it off and I can see his face is scarred and rough with years of violence. I smile then say in the most mocking tone I can manage:* Hey beautiful. *He ignores my sarcasm instead, using his free hand to reach for a pocket on his military pants. I struggle and kick but he still has a hold of my hair and gives it a sharp yank when I get close to freeing myself. I see him pull out a dagger, the blade glinting in the fire light. He grins sadistically and slowly brings it up and presses it under my chin. I wince as the sharp point pokes through my skin and scowl at him. He laughs and it sounds like gravel falling on gravel. It's unsettling and he begins to move the knife slowly down towards my throat, cutting me as he goes. I groan and try to pull my head back or kick at him more but I am stuck. Only when I feel a warm thick liquid being to flow down my neck does he suddenly stop. I look down at him and he just stares blankly. Then he collapses onto the ground and I fall with him. I cough and press my hand to my neck, trying to make the bleeding stop. I look up and see a lone draculoid standing with a glowing ray gun. I choke out a thank you but he's already turned around and disappeared. I sit there on my knees for a long time, confused, before getting up and walking into the dark smoke once more.*
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Post by Bullet Ringer on Nov 18, 2011 19:30:04 GMT -5
I think so.*I start to examine myself, then I notice blood on my hands I look down to see a lovely gash in my side. Then the adrenaline wore off and I felt the damage* Fuck! *I hold my side in atempt to lessen the pain*The joys of being a Killjoy, hey? *I let out a little laugh before wincing* Someone's gonna die for this, ow.
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Post by Blackout on Nov 18, 2011 19:39:34 GMT -5
*i get my medicine out and pour some onto the wound* I'm sorry but this will probably hurt a lot *i grab some bandages and start to wrap his wound, while hearing gunshots getting closer*
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Post by Bullet Ringer on Nov 18, 2011 19:59:07 GMT -5
*I feel a slight burning on the wound that slowly turns into a warming sensacion* What is that stuff? *I see a viper running towards us so I quickly pull my raygun out from her holster and shoot him twice in the head* Sweet dreams. Come on let's get going, we can't do anything else from up here. We're going hunting. AE look alive. *I slowly make it on to my knees* Now it's my turn to patch you up, another day in paradise.
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Post by redhavoc on Nov 18, 2011 20:08:51 GMT -5
*I blink blood out of my eyes as I'm lifted up by Morand. He's breathing heavily and only then do I notice that I am too. My left arm is a little numb from falling, but I give the 'thumbs up' symbol, telling him I'm fine to fight. My training keeps my nerves in check as chaos reigns around us. I point to a set of headlights half-a-block away.Even if we don't get the armored car before someone else does it gives us direction, something important to have in battle*
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Post by Blackout on Nov 18, 2011 21:35:44 GMT -5
special homemade medicine, no BLI meds included. *I take a glance at my arm and wince, im bleeding from several shrapnel wounds up my arm, and i can feel the pain in my chest from at least two others* just another day in paradise
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Post by Aerith Lin on Nov 18, 2011 22:17:19 GMT -5
*The headlights of the armored car shine through the dark smoke and I run towards it. Striking down vipers in the way. The girl. Sylvia Main is stumbling through the smoke, holding her neck... blood trickling down... I Sigh*
You really are pathetic aren't you... Here. *moves retro's hand with a bit of force. I slide the end of my sword's handle and scoop out a small amount of brown paste and cover the wound in it with a thin layer*
That's not going to heal you but it'll stop the bleeding for a shallow cut. *points the sword at Retro's neck* Don't expect me to help you again.
*As i walk away a Kobra stands in my way, with a sword. He points it at me and Motions towards him, I laugh hysterically*
Hahahaha Oh, I hope for your sake... you can dance.
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Post by Volume Virus on Nov 19, 2011 0:14:28 GMT -5
*I look from side to side frantically as chaos continues; numerous things burst into bazooka-induced flames, both friends and foes whirl around as they twirl their swords at anything that comes near, scream and gunfire ring through the air. This is the first really big battle I've taken part in and it's like a horrific wonderland of puzzlement. Seeing Retro burning holes in Kobra armor with her raygun, I immediately become glad that the Vipers don't use laser guns and start firing away on my own.*
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Post by Sylvia Main on Nov 19, 2011 0:28:59 GMT -5
*I stumble along, a bit dazed and shoot at whatever I think deserves it. Suddenly there's the woman with the sword; the one who stabbed Poison. A flash of anger washes over me and I flinch when she reaches for me, especially when she grabs my hand tries to take it away. She's a lot stronger than I thought and suddenly she's rubbing a paste on the cut under my chin. It's cold and stings. I hiss and pull away, holding back onto my neck. But she just points her sword at me, threatens me, then walks off. I'm left alone again and suddenly remember where I'm at before running back to into the smoke, shooting bright beams of laser blasts at Vipers. After a confusing moment I dash out into a more open area and see Red and the dickuloid. I shoot a Viper that tries to sneak up to them and walk over to the BLI couple.*
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Post by Bullet Ringer on Nov 19, 2011 8:21:58 GMT -5
*Using Blackies medicine I start to patch up what I can* It's not permanent. *I finish wrapping up a gash on her arm* But it'll do until we get out of here. Now, how about we go get some revenge? *I make it onto my feet, the pain in my side turned into an irritating sting, and offer to help Her up of the floor* We have a couple more rayguns in the car, are both your hands and trigger fingers still working?
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