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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Sept 14, 2009 17:32:17 GMT -5
Carmine smirked, "Me neither," he replied sarcastically, "Hey, we should get to the armory, get Neasa and I sniper Rifles or something." Mitch smiled, "not a bad idea actually."
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Post by Ares on Sept 14, 2009 20:47:11 GMT -5
Shotgun, having been pulled out of the way by Mitch, barely dodged a sniper shot. Bastards. She turned, and saw that some of the weapons were gone! She was fuming.... Someone must have snatched them. The blonde soldier ducked under a shot from a pistol, and growled to Mitch, "What the Hell is wrong with these freaks?!"
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Shiny took no time to retaliate. Especially when a sniper's bullet lodged itself in his bare shoulder. He bellowed as burgundy blood spilled from his shoulder. Now, THAT made the alien mad. And when he's mad, he deals with the problem in the only way he knows how- eliminate that which causes it. In a mad fit of rage, the 8' 9", all-muscle Elite charged at the Freelancer in charge, and lashed out with both arms and legs- an unstoppable juggernaut with fangs.
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Sept 14, 2009 21:03:43 GMT -5
Before Skull was downed by Shiney he unleashed a burst of SMG rounds at the alien. (Ooc Just to avoid confusion anytime I say round here I mean stun round...all of them are stun rounds..god help me if I have to bring in the real bullets). Skull laid on the floor in pain. "someone get tha alien bastard" yelled Skull over the comn. Skull kept a deathgrip on his SMG. "also incase they try anything lock your weapons send them to my neural interface command" said Skull to his men. A group of mercs charged forwards with Assault Rifles on full auto. He grinned even if they did make it to the bell he still had plenty of sonic mines around the field to slow them down along with some goop and if need be he would have his men switch to TTR (OOC worse then stun because if I remember correctly it complete numbs where it hits... your suppose to get your a** kicked here and your not suppose to win...even if your guys make it not everyone on Blue Team will and well the door is locked so good luck getting out )
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Post by Ares on Sept 14, 2009 22:13:52 GMT -5
"Shiny" roared as he hit the ground from the effects of the stun rounds. He crumpled, groaning in pain... and then his inner animal came out. He crawled over to the idiotic human Freelancer, lifted both arms into the air, and smashed down. He raised his arms again, and smashed down. And again. And again.
((OOC/ I know. But hey- Shiny's an eight-foot-nine extraterrestrial, battle-hardened warrior. Skull's going to have to fix his chestpiece, at least...))
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Post by Spec-Opp Spartan on Sept 15, 2009 7:09:36 GMT -5
(Ooc I will throw in a few broken ribs and of course he will need to get his armor repaired or new armor...not that it would be broken just something more evil..I'll draw something and Mitch have someone take Heavy away or tell one of my mercs to get him) Before the Alien knocked the wind out..or rather knocked him out Skull managed to stutter the words "TT.." (Ooc We are switching to TTR..paintball gone wrong: halo.wikia.com/wiki/Tactical_Training_Rounds and I did warn you ) All of the mercenaries quickly switched weapons/ammo for Tactical Training Rounds the big guns. Know a barrage of paint filled the air as snipers and Assault Rifle TTR was fired and the room quickly had a sweet smell to it.
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Post by IndigoWolf on Sept 15, 2009 11:34:06 GMT -5
As soon as Sunny heard weapons fire she shrieked and dove for the nearest place to hide. She felt something hit her in the back on the way to the cover, but she was too afraid to check and see if was really hurt or not. Insted she cowered behind her cover, wild-eyed, and tried to shield her head with her hands.
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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Sept 15, 2009 14:51:42 GMT -5
((Ahhh... Contact Harvest...Great ending.))
Once they were in the armory, Mitch grabbed two SMGs and loaded them with TTRs. "In case this really is a training exercise, we need to use TTRs." he said. Carmine growled, "I want my f**king armour back!" he yelled as he loaded a Sniper Rifle full of them. Mitch looked at a package that said-EXPERIMENTAL TTR-SHOTGUN. "Huh. Hey shotty. There is a reason they call you that, right?" he asked, picking up a shotgun.
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Agent New Jersey snuck up behind Heavy. She made a quick move and put a gun to his head and a hand over his mouth, "Are you with them? The ones that ran off?"
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Post by Ares on Sept 15, 2009 19:04:14 GMT -5
Shotgun growled, "Yeah. There are several reasons. One is that in close quarters, there's no stopping me. The second is that I'm always the vanguard of a miltary mission. And the third is that, whenever I'm in a multi-seater vehicle, I always ride shotgun. She loaded some of the TTRs inside.
"They hurt Shiny, and for that, I'll be ramming this TTR up that bastard's ass."
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Shiny groaned, his bare back full of TTRs. His entire body was going numb... But he had managed to make Skull pass out.... Slowly, the eight-foot-nine alien used his one arm that wasn't fully numb to grasp the tiles, dragging himself towards some cover... Behind it, he could hear that other Elite- Sunny, wasn't it?- quite intelligently hiding behind it. Shiny clawed his way over there, even as his legs and his arms went totally numb, he mouthed to the Elite he could barely see, "Help me..."
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Post by IndigoWolf on Sept 16, 2009 15:42:31 GMT -5
Sunny stared at the other Elite, alarmed. "They're shooting! I don't know what to do!" she stammered, still panicking. After hesitating for a moment to gather her wits, she pulled the larger alien farther behind the cover, then went back to cowering.
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Post by Spartan-777 on Sept 16, 2009 15:51:03 GMT -5
(OoC: Everyone and everything is going on at Blue Base.... We need to reform the teams or something. Maybe form a Grey Team or some other color that everyone is on.)
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Post by IndigoWolf on Sept 16, 2009 17:35:23 GMT -5
((OoC: It would really be easier just to put together a story for the Red team and have it run parallel to the Blue team's, rather than start all over again at square one. ))
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Post by Oru-Hime on Sept 16, 2009 19:58:41 GMT -5
Neasa sighed as the idiots ran around shooting at each other. She's taken cover and was wishing she had her wakazashi at least. It wasn't poisoned. She tapped her finger against her hip wishing for a weapon. Her finger found two small containers. An evil grin spread slowly across her face as she pulled out the containers. One was poison. The other. Acid. Nasty. Corrosive. Deadly. Acid. Her grin widened. The poison would be fatal immediately. The acid however wouldn't kill you right off. You might lose a couple of fingers and some nerves, but it wouldn't kill you. In small doses.
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Post by Mitchell Edwin Johnson on Sept 16, 2009 20:31:05 GMT -5
A nearby sniper noticed Neasa an Shot her wrist. Then he shot her in the legs and torso. "Stupid nin-" he was knocked out by Agent New Jersey-Heavy in tow.
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Post by Twisted Logic on Sept 16, 2009 21:03:14 GMT -5
(OoC: Plus, I don't want to be on the Blue Team. )
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Post by Oru-Hime on Sept 17, 2009 18:11:06 GMT -5
Neasa avoided all but the last shot. She cursed foully for a minute, then ripped the cap off the acid. She snuck up on an unsuspecting goon (I don't care who) and kicked him in the shins from behind. Before she bolted away she sent a few drops of the acid at his gun. She hoped one might hit his hand too.
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