PDBA: Dark Legacy -Ultimate-

[N3B]

Ultimate: Battle on foot or with Vehicles

RULES:
+ Same as CC
+ Use regular Vehicle and Character Profiles

LEVEL:
Siberian Desert (Snowlands from GoldenEye)

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Correct me if i'm wrong, but i think "Siberian Desert" is the correct name

[N3B]

N3B hopped into The Judgment and flew off to the snowlands of the new arena. he was looking for a change, a break from the CISOD. that was getting too confusing for him. The autopilot flew him over the snowy wastelands, until he arrived at the final destination.

He hopped out, taking with him his favorite weaponry, and signalled the ship to cloak and remain there. taking off into the cold, N3B quickly found some shelter from the biting winds in a small cabin. he looked out a window and realised that the weather was growing dangerous. it may steadily grow into a blizzard.

N3B sat there keeping himself warm, waiting, waiting.....

[Golden Magnum]

A shp flew into the snowy desert of Siberia. It was the nightEagle and it had belonged to Golden Magnum Hedgechao, going back to normal PDBA fighting. He decided to land at the helipad and gert out. However, once he was out, he relized it was blistering cold. He tried to get into the bunker through the front door, but it didn't work. Slowly, he worked his was towards the communications tower, LX in hans in case he saw anyboby.

[Snake]

The Taipan's Deadly Vulcan Cannons were trained on the groung below, while his Missle pods were armed and ready for action.
For target practice he let loose a barrage of shells at a boulder and it exploded.

Snake noticed the Judgement sitting in the snow so he landed and got some snow survival gear out of the closet and stepped into an icy cae where N3B was huddled, Snake threw him a Snow survival pack, compleate with self heating water, cocoa packets and thick blankets, Both of the packs were stamped with the Snakelord Inc symbol.
Snake dumped the two remaining packs into a corner and without a word, made cocoa for both of them.

[Razor]

Razor pulled his data uplink from the back of his belt as he opened his wings and took flight from the top of the Pond Punk in Chicago. The CISOD had closed up shop, and his window of opportunity to revive the Skedar homeworld had ended. Perhaps another day, he would continue his quest.

Unknown to Razor, a figure watched him from a dark alley. He growled as he watched Razor's Edge swoop from out of nowhere underneath Razor, where he folded his wings and dropped to the seat. He pulled a weighted black cloak from an equipment compartment in the back. He threw it around his shoulders and pulled the hood atop his head, placing his helmet in the compartment. He kicked the bike into gear and sped off. "We will meet again, " said the figure from the darkness, " brother!"

Razor shivered slightly as he jumped off of his bike and landed in the snow. "Too cold...who the hell chose to battle here? I owe him a good crack upside the head. Something feels odd...where is everyone? Not one memeber of the Chaos Faction is here...that's a first." Razor gripped the cold fence with the bare tips of his fingers, then cupped his hands and breathed into them. "Good thing i have this cloak...or I'd be an icicle." He gripped one of his Magsecs, but the cold metal numbed his hand. He let go and grabbed a knife from his belt and opened up his crossbow. "This will have to make due for now...gotta go find some thicker gloves..."

[PhiX]

"Not one memeber of the Chaos Faction is here...that's a first."

Of course! i forgot this site existed... and will likely continue to do so...

[Razor]

Razor trudged along the frozen tundra, the snow crunched under his feet. He had his arms inside his cloak and he rubbed them together as he walked hunched down. "Stupid cold...what's that?" Razor looked in the distance and saw a cloud of steam against the dark form of an icy cliff. "Steam...means...HEAT!!!!" He started to run, despite the heavy snow stinging his frozen face through the hood of his cloak.

Razor slowed as he approached the cave. His feet were numb and his teeth chattering. "I'm packing arctic gear next time..." he said as he crept into the cave. He saw the source of the steam, the was a pot of water boiling and some supplies scattered about. He didn't take the time to worry about it and quickly warmed his hands in the steam. He grabbed a mug and filled it with water. He set it on the ground and snatched a packet of cocoa from the icy cave floor. He poured it into the mug and mixed it by swirling the container. He held up under his nose and took a whiff. "Mmmmm...cocoa..." Razor said under his breath as he blew off the steam. He lifted it to his freezing cold lips and took a sip. His tongue warmed and became numb with a painful tingle. Razor shouted and dropped the mug, spilling good cocoa all over the ground. "TOOOOOO HOOOOOTTTTT!!!!! Oh ****...what a waste of good cocoa. What's this?" he said as he picked up one of the packs.

He looked it over. It read "Snakelord, Inc." on the back. He thought to himself. He would get warmed up here, either with some more cocoa, with the heat of battle, or with his own blood. He heard crunching snow behind him...

[PhiX]

Oh fine.. I'll make my entry... no posts please cause here i come..

[PhiX]

Razor jumped, surprised at the deep translated voice that came after the foot steps was not what he expected. "I dont think Snake would like you stealing his supplies now would he?"

Razor turned around and sighed, meeting eyes with the alien figure next to him, "Darn it Phoenix, you startled me. I never expected you to be here."

"Well, here I am. Teaches you to expect the unexpected."

Razor sat back down and began to rummage through Snake's equipment. Phoenix turned around and looked at the entrance to the little alcove the pair was in. He could hear Razor muttering about the weather and the place of fighting. Phoenix soon would understand him, as the temperature in the snowy land was far below what he had been used to on the Skedar Homeworld. Perhaps the weather did not bother him yet because he had recently been in the controlled climate of his fighter.

"You wouldn't happen to have food with you, would you?" Razor's voice piped from behind.

Phoenix spoke while facing ahead, "Nothing that would interest you."

"As I thought..." Razor muttered, just before finding a few snack bars in the pack.

"I do have a solid heating system in my fighter," Phoenix said smiling as Razor disappointedly threw away the frozen snacks he found.

Razor turned towards Phoenix with an angry look. "Why did you not tell me earlier!?"

"More amusing this way," Phoenix laughed.

Razor grunted as Phoenix signalled him to follow. They left the cave trudging through the terrible weather as Phoenix led them to a helipad where he touched down his fighter. After several terrible minutes they reached the pad, and Phoenix began to climb up on the fighter. He looked back at Razor, who was looking at a half burried door in the snow.

"I wonder what that is!." he yelled over the wind. Razor's curriosity had taken over again, and he began to walk towards it. Shaking his head, Phoenix watched as Razor attempted to open the door, but only got loud buzzes signalling insufficient clearance.

Phoenix continued into his fighter and hopped into the command seat. He started up the weapon systems by near impulse, and then targetted the door. Razor, who began to walk towards the Deadly Pigeon, had a horrified look on him as he ducked while the belly-mounted missile tube swivled towards the door.

A loud screech and gray smoke trail filled the air as a Slayer missile unleashed itself on the flimsy steal door, blowing it off its hinges. Phoenix smiled and simply shut down the fighter before hopping out of it to meet Razor.

"That is how you open doors," Phoenix joked as the pair entered what was once a satellite control bunker...

[Talweed]

Hi all! I don't think any of you would remember me cuz I was on this once at GameFAQS, but I'm going to post my character when I get back....

[Talweed]

*Poof! Post Gone!* (See character profiles for post)

(Post was deleted by a Plan:N3B moderator)

[Snake]

Snakelord came back from the Taipan to find all of his and N3's stuff all over the cave.
Snake: What the F**k happened here! Where's N3B?
He noticed the Deadly Pigeon outside.
Snake: Thieving B*****ds! Well I've got a little "Deadly Pigeon" of my own.

Snake reached into his pack and pulled out a Slayer
He aimed the Slayer at the Deadly Pigeon and fired
The ship blew up in a big fireball.
Snake: Ha! S**k on that, That's what you get for messing with a Charon Warrior!, Where's N3?

[Golden Magnum]

Even though Golden Magnum was extremely frozen, he could still hear a bunch of explosionn by the main entrance to the bunker. Being curious, he went over silently and saw Snakelord, standing over the rubble of the Deadly Pidgeon with a Slayer. "Hmmm, I've have to go carefully" Golden Magnum said to himself. He snuck up on Snakelord, aimed a shot with his DY-357 LX and capped him in the head. Watching Snakelord's body slump down, he also saw the main entrance was open, so he enter the bunker to warm up, LX ready to shoot any attacker.

[PhiX]

That character profile need not be here so.... poof...

[PhiX]

And just for making a short post and entering our bunker... die... *making post, dont touch me or magnum*