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Post by Dr. Jackson on Nov 12, 2003 22:24:07 GMT -5
Respawning next to Razor's ship, Dr. Jackson took out a pen and a pice of paper and left Razor a note:
Razor, I don't hold a grudge. Im just here for the fun, or untill the CISOD starts again.
Dr. Jackson
After that he walked off.
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Majora1988
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Post by Majora1988 on Nov 13, 2003 1:38:08 GMT -5
OOC: Ah yes, burning Mecheye in Cassandra's Office, Good Times. ach, and I had a huge post posting and then by connection died... *sigh* ------------------------------------------------------------------------
*Respawn*
Majora thought to himself "Ah, I got to get used to respawning again. Now to kill me a 'friend' and find Razor." And at that, Majora set off.
Majora pulled out his Slayer and climbed the roof of the Villa. Majora watched Draxos fire one shot with his sniper rifle into the area below, and heard a man scream. Majora chuckled and loaded the Slayer, and fired. Just as he fired Draxos jumped from his position down to the dock area, making Majora miss horribly.
Majora shouted, "AH ****!!!!"
Majora threw his slayer down to the dock area, and jumped down after it, firing his Maulers all the way down. Draxos fired his Sniper Rifle in a panic, because he didn't have another weapon ready at the use.
Majora landed, but Draxos dropped his rifle and ran toward Majora, knocking him to the ground. Majora punched up, but Draxos dodged, and responded with a punch to the stomach and a kick to the head. Majora swiped his claw cutting Draxos' face, but Draxos kicked Majora in the chest, then yelling madly, bashed Majora over the head with his bionic arm.
Majora fell, with blood running from his ears. Draxos leaped, landed on Majora and began strangling him. Majora saw his slayer, lying unloaded on the ground, Majora knew he had to reach it. Majora reached out and bashed Draxos over the head with the Skedar Rocket Launcher. Majora loaded te Slayer quickly, and fired, missing but enough so that shrapnel from the explosion cleanly sliced off Draxos' leg.
Majora cackled and promised, "I love using my 'blender' for the kill." Majora pulled out his reaper and ran forward, reaper set to grindage. The screams were only drowned out when the last bit a limb and guts flew from the body of Draxos, leaving only a badly mangled corpse.
Majora laughed, gathered his weapons, and went to find Razor.
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Post by Draxas on Nov 13, 2003 1:52:15 GMT -5
OOC: *sigh* Dead again, 5 minutes after respawn. I'm beginning to feel like a punching bag. Incidentally, why do so many people screw up on my name? It's DRAXAS, there's no e or o anywhere. I'll respawn again later, if I can summon the motivation. *sigh*
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Post by Raven on Nov 13, 2003 17:48:28 GMT -5
Raven respawned and looked around confused; this area he was in didn't look familiar at all. Then he spotted a lone rotted chair, along with a frayed black rope. He then realized that he was in the room where Carrington had been held hostage in -- he had read the logs of the mission long ago. "That must mean..." Raven walked into the next room and found himself in the winery. Some of them were broken on the ground, others looked empty. Awed at the sheer amount of bottles in the room, he stopped and looked on the counters. Suddenly he heard a noise from outside the room. Taking out one of his Falcons, he readied himself for whatever or whoever was behind the door...
OOC: No one attack me, I'm waiting for Draxas to post.
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Post by Draxas on Nov 13, 2003 20:28:15 GMT -5
Draxas respawned inside the control room for the villa's power systems. He was slightly surprised at Majora's actions, but not too much; he likely hadn't seen him help Razor cheat death, and this was a free-for-all despite that. Determined to make a better showing, rather than another 5 minute stand, Draxas once again activated his R-Tracker. He was surprised to see a single signal quite close by, and on the same level as he was. Looks like someone else is in the basement too.Draxas left the control room and followed the sandy corridor to a large set of double doors. His R-Tracker reported his target as being just behind these doors, and Draxas drew his Falcons and prepared for a close quarters firefight. Kicking in one of the doors, he rushed into what turned out to be a large winery. Shelves filled with bottles of all shapes and sizes were spread out among the room. However, Draxas paid them no heed, as his entrance had also startled Raven, who had drawn his Falcons and dove for cover behind one of the wine racks. Draxas took up position behind another rack a short distance away, and the two warriors began exchanging fire. The ensuing firefight caused each of them to run through a half dozen Falcon clips each, and had smashed dozens of Carrington's finest vintages. Both fighters darted from rack to rack, attempting to gain an advantage over and wound the other while attempting to stay in as much cover as possible. The two seemed equally matched, as another set of clips were wasted, another few bottles were shattered, but neither managed to hit the other. Both combatants were crouched behind separate wine racks, each reloading their pistols while panting heavily, trying to regain their composure for the next exchange of fire. "Raven!" shouted Draxas from behind his rack. "This is getting us nowhere! Truce?" "What for?" replied Raven, snapping a new clip into place in his left hand pistol. "Put the guns away, and we'll meet in the center of the room. I have a proposition for you. No tricks, you have my word." "Alright..." replied Raven, slightly warily. Regardless, he holstered his Falcons and moved to the middle of the winery. Draxas did the same, and the two met face to face between two of the now heavily splintered and wine-soaked wooden racks. "I should say we've caused enough collateral damage in here for Carrington to have a stroke when he sees this," stated Draxas, as he gestured around at the room. Many of the racks had splintered chunks blasted out of them by the pistol duel, and a full third of the bottles that once occupied the shelves had either been dashed to the floor, or had simply exploded from bullet impacts. "Yeah, we've probably caused enough damage down here to both get paycuts," smirked Raven. "What do you suggest then?" Draxas also smirked, and replied, "I already know you are a formidable fighter in hand to hand combat. I say we settle this the old fashioned way." Draxas removed a pair of combat knives from his belt, and stabbed them into a nearby wine rack. Raven glanced warily at the blades gleaming in the wine soaked wood, but nodded. "You've got yourself a deal," he said, and removed the knives from the rack. Draxas broke into a full-fledged grin at this, and withdrew another pair of knives from his vest. He changed his grip so that the knives ran almost parallel along his forearms, and crouched into a fighting stance. Raven backed off slightly, and entered a similar stance. The two warriors began to cautiosly circle each other, when suddenly Draxas spoke once more. "One more thing Raven." "What's that?" "You throw one of those knives at me, and you'll have so many bullets in your corpse you'll respawn with lead poisoning." Raven smirked again, and said, "Fair enough." And the two began to circle once more... OOC: Hey all, do you think Raven and I could duel without being interrupted this time?
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Post by Raven on Nov 13, 2003 21:44:00 GMT -5
OOC: Don't think that'll be a problem Draxas, I'm a master in Tang Soo Do, remember? If they come in here, they'll be dead five times before they hit the ground. I love the Simpsons . IC: Raven and Draxas stared each other down for a minute or so before Draxas suddenly attacked. He swung the knife at Raven's neck, which Raven easily ducked and stabbed Draxas in the side of his right leg with his left hand knife. Draxas yelled for a second, then almost immediately after brought the knife in his cybernetic hand down into Raven's back. Fortunately, it hit Raven to the left of his spine, above his shoulder blade. Raven yelled himself, and moved away as soon as Draxas pulled the knife out. Raven rolled forward towards Draxas in an attempt to startle him and get a shot at his torso or head. Draxas saw it coming, and stepped aside, allowing Raven to roll right into one of the wine racks. A couple bottles fell off; one hit Raven on the head but didn't break. Dazed from hitting the rack and the bottle, Raven stumbled to his feet. Raven quickly shook it off and moved towards Draxas again. Draxas swung with his left arm again, using every ounce of power in his only real arm left to put Raven out of commission. Raven quickly jumped back and, with a swift back hook kick, knocked the knife out of Draxas's hand. The kick hit with such force that the bones in Draxas's thumb and two adjacent fingers snapped, leaving his hand nearly useless. Raven wanted to apologize for leaving him with the disadvantage, but knew this was a battle for his life. He quickly dismissed the thought, but it still hovered in the back of his mind no matter how hard he tried to "Come on, Raven!" Draxas yelled, waving his artificial arm at him. "This won't stop me!" Raven allowed Draxas to go over and pick up his knife, but he winced as he tried to keep the knife in his two remaining fingers. "You just made a mistake, Raven...this isn't over." OOC: Keep going, Draxas.
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Post by niff on Nov 14, 2003 0:13:17 GMT -5
Wow, nice post Raven!
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Post by Snake on Nov 14, 2003 2:08:59 GMT -5
If we're closing down I don't think I'll post again, I'll probably get into CISOD again but only if it's a new topic.
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Post by Draxas on Nov 14, 2003 16:03:21 GMT -5
Draxas winced as he returned his left hand knife to its pocket in his vest. The broken bones in his hand were incredibly painful, and were preventing him from getting a good grip on the knife, completely precluding its use. That was one heck of a kick, to snap small, jointed bones without crushing them against something. Metal soled boots? Draxas thought as he prepared to fight using his one remaining hand. He saw Raven looking at his hand, seeming almost upset.
"Enough of that! I ask no quarter, and I expect none! Now fight!" shouted Draxas, and he reentered his fighting stance. He was pleased to see Raven do the same, though he still seemed to have some trepidation. You have great honor, Raven, and it gives you merit. Most others would see this simply as an advantage to be exploited.
The two fighters began to circle once again, each searching for a chink in the other's defenses. Raven was first to strike, lunging quickly toward Draxas's left. Draxas saw the move coming, and dodged to the right and down, bringing his leg around in a wide sweep. He hooked Raven's right ankle and snapped upward, and Raven was thrown far off balance, though he managed to keep his feet using his superb training. This didn't last long, as Draxas followed up with a shoulder charge, knocking Raven back and into another wine rack. The impact shook the frame and sent even more bottles flying from the shelves to shatter on the floor.
Raven recovered quickly from the blow, and immediately crouched back into fighting stance. Draxas backed off slightly, but changed the grip on his knife to a classic knife-fighting position. Raven spotted the move, and seemed momentarily addled as he mentally adapted his strategy. Draxas chose that moment to strike.
He feinted at Raven's eyes, and his moment of distraction caused him to fall for it completely. Raven brought his right hand knife up to block a blow which never came, and Draxas took the opportunity to cut a deep gash into the back of Raven's forearm. Raven cried out in pain, and completely lost his grip on the knife, which clattered to the floor. Draxas withdrew to prepare another attack, but the exchange had not come without cost. Raven had prepared a counterattack to the feint with his left hand knife in an attempt to gut Draxas, but it had caught him on the left side instead because of the position change. The shallow wound nevertheless bled a thin trail of scarlet, and hurt a great deal more than such a superficial wound ought to.
Raven was in much worse shape however. His right hand hung limp, and the wound in his arm bled profusely even as he tore off a strip of his sleeve to use as a makeshift bandage. Draxas waited, allowing Raven the time he needed to dress the wound, though the bleeding quickly began to stain through the cloth, and it looked like he was no longer able to move his right hand. He guessed that he must have severed the tendons running along the arm.
Raven leaned on a wine rack to regain his balance, but promptly reentered fighting stance with his one remaining knife. He also managed a weak smile.
"Looks like we're even now," quipped Raven, which caused Draxas to glance down at his own wounded hand. The fingers and knuckles were purple and swollen beneath the skin, indicating the break was quite serious, though it had gone numb at this point.
"You were distracted," replied Draxas. "You need to focus, and set aside your guilt, though that should be easier now."
Draxas grinned, and continued, "You must give this battle your all! I will give no less, and I expect the same from you. You fight honorably, and extremely well, but compassion has no place here. Remember, no quarter asked, no quarter given."
"No quarter asked, no quarter given," responded Raven. "Alright, but you had better be ready for me, because I'm through playing around!"
Draxas smirked at this, and retorted, "Good to see you're getting serious then!" He crouched into a fighting stance, and Raven did the same.
"Prepare yourself!" shouted Draxas, and both warriors tensed...
OOC: Raven, your move. I'm enjoying this immensely. ;D
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Post by Raven on Nov 14, 2003 17:36:51 GMT -5
OOC: Just remember Merlin, you attack either Draxas or me and you'll have both of us gunning for you in particular. Stay out of the fight if you value staying alive more than one post.
IC: Raven smirked again, then winced as the pain in his right arm reappeared. Good thing I'm left-handed, Raven thought. Raven turned to the side to minimize the amount of places Draxas could hit; his left hand was covering his face and holding the knife. Draxas swung his knife at Raven's head again, but Raven ducked and rolled to his right and stabbed Draxas on his left side. Raven removed the knife just as quickly and slashed against Draxas's back, ripping his shirt and causing a huge gaping red wound diagonally down his back. Draxas turned and stabbed Raven in the gut, near his belly button. Draxas removed the knife and watched as Raven fell to the ground.
"It's too much..." Raven said. Draxas stood at Raven's feet, knife up and ready to lay the death blow. Just as Draxas came down with the knife, Raven rolled to the right, moving on pure adrenaline. He stood up and faced Draxas, who was back up and ready to fight again.
Both combatants were exhausted. They were both panting and bleeding from their respective wounds. "It ends now," Raven said. He brought up the last of his energy and charged towards Draxas. As he ran he caught a glimpse of Draxas's face. Based on the expression, Raven thought that Draxas knew it was coming, and welcomed it as Raven brought the knife into Draxas's chest. Draxas looked down at the knife, then smiled at Raven. Before Raven could react, Draxas brought his own knife around into the back of Raven's head.
Knowing it was the end of the battle, Raven removed his grip on the knife and fell to the floor. Draxas fell as well. The two fighters lay on the floor, approaching death. "I thank you for this battle...Raven...it was the most honorable...one I've ever...experienced..." Draxas panted.
"Don't...mention...it," Raven said, using every effort he had to look at Draxas. His vision dimmed as he felt his life ending. "Whether we are allies...or rivals....I respect you, Draxas..." His voice gave out at the end, and Raven closed his eyes as he died. Draxas smiled again, and a second later, followed suit.
OOC: Whew, that was a great battle. Hope you like the ending, Draxas. NOW everyone is free to kill us again.
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Post by Merlin 2592 on Nov 14, 2003 17:54:38 GMT -5
OOC: Raven&Draxas the reason your not dead from my vengance is because i'm not felling mean enough to just throw a N-Bomb into the middle of you and then blow the living s*** out of you whith my Magnums.
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Post by Raven on Nov 14, 2003 18:04:10 GMT -5
OOC: Well, we're already dead, so it doesn't matter. And regardless of how you interfered, the fact that you did would put you in not only my crosshairs, but Draxas's as well. Also remember that I'm allied with Jackson and Garrant, so they would obviously have a vendetta with you too. Wah, wah...
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Post by Garrant on Nov 14, 2003 20:10:07 GMT -5
Garrant had witnessed the fight by use of his x-ray scanner. He recorded the battle into this personal logs.
*Begin playing 'Passing of a Hero' from Garrant's Music*
"A valient fight, Draxas and Raven are indeed very honorable warriors. Note: Ask Dr. Jackson for the reason Draxas Left the Slayers. (Few seconds of silence) Also ask Draxas if he would like to return to the Slayers and put whatever mishap occured between us in the past. Garrant, entry log 23-4, End."
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Post by Captain Tribal on Nov 16, 2003 21:54:23 GMT -5
**Assuming this is Carrington Institute level, if it isn't, forget this post**
Arkaine spawns in a room upstairs. He looks around, then suddenly rolls while drawing his DMC. He aims it at the door, then fires three rounds. The door slides open, revealing Merlin. He steps into the room, looking puzzled.
"Where did those shots come from... I see nobody..."
He shrugs, then turns around. Before he could react, a fist is sent flying up into his jaw, sending him straight through a large, glass table. Arkaine had replaced his DMC with a DD4 in the brief few seconds, and had it aimed at Merlin's head.
"Hmm, you don't look familiar. And I would remember you."
Merlin simply smirked.
"You don't look so familiar yourself."
Arkaine didn't get a chance to fire before Merlin kicked his DD4 into the air. Arkaine stood there for a second, and that was just enough time. Merlin stood up and kicked Arkaine right in the ribs, sending him to the ground. Thinking quickly, Arkaine rolled to the left and pulled a combat knife from his belt.
"Come on then!"
Merlin threw a punch, but Arkaine moved too fast, and sliced his arm. A line of blood sprayed onto the broken glass, making it look metallic almost. Merlin also flinched by this, which gave Arkaine enough time to roll over and pick up his DD4, then quickly fire a bullet into Merlin's leg. As if controlled by unseen forces, Merlin span out of the room.
Arkaine reloaded his pistol and tucked away his knife, then investigated outside. He saw nobody.
"Come out, come out, wherever you-"
He was cut short by a sniper bullet piercing through his shoulder. He fell to his knees, and looked behind him. Merlin was there, and Arkaine could tell that his final shot would be aimed at his head. So, without hesitating, Arkaine jumped up and fired a bullet, one with such precise accuracy, that it went into the barrel of the sniper rifle, causing it to explode. Using this, Arkaine whipped down his pistol, and in one graceful motion, steadied his DMC and fired four head level bullets, all of which connected.
"Good riddance..."
But his celebration was cut short by more gunfire. He rolled out of the way, but couldn't manage to fire in time. Bullets from an unknown source came at him, each connecting with vital organs and important places. One in his stomach, one in his heart, and one right in the throat. He was dead within seconds.
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Post by Merlin 2592 on Nov 16, 2003 22:50:37 GMT -5
Merlin and Arkine respawned at the helipad they both drew there wepons Arkine raised his DD44 and Merlin rose his 2 Magnums,"Arkine, I have a propoasal for you" he bargined, "What"? Arkine asked not lowering his gun, "Well would you execpt an alliance whith me"? Merlin bargined, "Maybe" said Arkine "But how do you know my name"? Arkine asked "I have a biography on the PDBA" Merlin anwsered, "My name is Merlin we can talk in my ship, Merlins Blade" he walked to his ship whith Arkine and went to the armory, "Here is where you can load up on ammo" Merlin said, they walked to the kichen where Merlin grilled some chicken and set it down along with a botlle of Pepsi, "Now about are alliance"...
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