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Post by Sparty McFly on Jul 9, 2010 13:35:59 GMT -5
...and he touched the dusty surface, blackened in places with laser bolts and explosion scars.
He ran towards the nearest piece of cover, and fired at a few battle droids, destroying them, before waving the rest of Zulu over.
(OoC: Anyways, here's Geonosis. Either way, Zulu is right here. Mitch's ARC will come into the story at some point.)
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Post by Ares on Jul 9, 2010 20:40:51 GMT -5
Scope dashed from the LAAT/i Gunship, barely avoiding a trio of crimson lasers splitting the air. The shots had come from a dying, fizzling Super Battle Droid that was laying on the ground. Damn droids... so untrustworthy. The Clone Commando ducked under the rubble that had been part of the factory's outer hive casing. He heard the buzzing of one of the damn Geonosians, and froze. He could tell roughly where it was coming from... this would be a shoo-in.
The Clone Commando slowly peered over the rubble, raising his rifle. The sniper attachment zoomed in on the insectoid perched, rather precariously, it seemed, on a natural-looking pillar of rock. Scope grinned under his mask. "Got ya, ya little bugger."
The huge insect spotted him just then, shrilly gargling and raising its sonic weapon. The clone was faster. A click and a muffled bang were heard, and a blue beam chopped through the dry, crusty air. A splatter of hideous green gore sprayed the rocks, and the alien warrior flopped from the pillar, hitting the ground and spasming, most of its face blown outward from where its brain had exploded from the impact of the plasma shot. Scope leaned back a little, and crouched back under cover.
The commando was clad in jet black armor, shining dully- almost like a particularly bulky insect's carapace. A white stripe patterned the front of his armor, a single mark going down vertically the length of his suit. The visor the commando watched the environment through was a bright blue, the color of shallow water over a coral reef, and was glowing slightly. His namesake, the rifle bearing an impressive scope and sniper attachment, leaned against his chest, painted cobalt. Beneath his helmet, the commando narrowed dark eyes under even darker eyebrows. Scope looked to Kingpin, the first to exit the gunship.
"Hey King, my HUD pinged a few Geos headed our way. They seem to be coming from the spire... Cover me from the damned B-1s, and I can take them out."
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Post by Spartan-777 on Jul 9, 2010 21:05:33 GMT -5
"3409 to Zulu, good luck out there." Dodge peered out the canopy, making sure the troop bay was clear before taking off. He throttled up, and the Larty begin stirring up dust as it lifted from the ground. The Gunship accellerated higher above the battlefield, pursuing a pair of Geonosian Starfighters that were beginning to strafe the ground forces. He thumbed the proton torpedoes, and a confirmation tone whistled a reply. Moments later, a pair of high-explosive missiles were on their way, spiralling in on their targets. The starfighters been alerted to the lock, and quickly attempted to evade. The wingman began a steep dive as the lead fighter veered left. The torpedoes were only momentarily disoriented, and made contact with the enemy fighters seconds later. The resulting fireballs scattered debris across the battlefield, sending soldiers from both sides diving for cover. Dodge shouted triumphantly. "That's two!"
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Post by Sparty McFly on Jul 9, 2010 23:14:18 GMT -5
Kingpin was busy shooting the Battle Droids heading towards their position.
"I'm kinda doing that already, as you can see. Just tear those fierfek Geos apart and I'll focus on the droids.)
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Post by Spartan-777 on Jul 15, 2010 22:02:43 GMT -5
(OoC: Aaaanyone wanna post here?)
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