Snake
PDBA Veteran
Neo Tetra Coalition
So sayeth the Shepherd ...
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Post by Snake on Oct 25, 2004 5:26:28 GMT -5
Snake, who was busy cleaning his weapons after the respawn, heard sloshy footsteps coming down the nexy alleyway. Swiftly, he stepped into the mans path, who turned out to be Draxas.
"We meet again." snake said.
He reached for his DMC but Snake booted him in the stomach, sending him to one knee and then struck him about the head with his own SMG. However, it didn't knock him out, as Snake stepped over him he lashed out at Snake's leg, bringing him to the ground. Then stood over him.
"It ends here, Snake."
"I don't think so."
He looked Draxas dead in the eyes before striking him again in the gut, and whirling, brought his CMP150 to hand and emptied the clip into Draxas head.
Another successful kill for the Coalition
Replacing the weapon in it's holster, he set off again...
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Post by Ranger on Nov 4, 2004 17:31:45 GMT -5
Ranger dropped in the usual way through the vent standing over the toilet he turned and opened the door and began to walk out. Down the steps his boots clanked and he went off to the tanks.
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Post by kidgame2001 on Nov 4, 2004 17:50:11 GMT -5
Kid saw a shadowy figure walk over to him. He raised his weapon but as the figure came closer kid realised it was Merlin.
Merlin- "Long time no see kid. I've got a proposal for you. Want to join up with me and my teammates?"
Kid- "Well I just arrived in Chicago and now everyone wants to go to the Facility. I dont know what to say yet about that. But I do remember you old friend. Seing as how I have nothing better to do sure I'll ally with you and team up."
Merlin- "Thanks kid. Glad to have another teammate. And as for me I don't know if I am switching or not. Perhaps we shall wait and see what the other people vote to do. Either way we'll respect that and move to another area if necessary"
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Post by Conqueror Worm on Nov 4, 2004 18:44:28 GMT -5
Quickly, more so than he should have been able to, Revenant dropped back into an alleyway, away from Raven. As if on cue, a slow-moving Taxi-cab hovered just behind him, its driver screaming obscenities as he feverishly rapped on the horn. The high-pitched squealing began to wear on the nerves of the ex-Marine, and he made his way to the driver side of the vehicle. His hand thrust down to the latch on the side of the car. A flick of the wrist and a slight jerk of his arm and the door was wide open. Vulnerable was the driver, and aware of it was he. His demeanor quickly changed from violent to frightened. His hands shook. Sweat beaded upon his forehead. He was staring down the barrel of a Falcon 2.
Revenant grabbed the man by his shirt, removing him from the vehicle with but one arm, and he planted his boot into the center of the man's back, propelling him out of the alleyway and into the rain-soaked street. Slowly, then, did the vengeful soldier lower himself into the Taxi cab, pulling shut the door through which he entered. The leather interior was rather comfortable, but comfort was not his perogative. His eyes stayed locked onto the road as he shifted the vehicle into gear, speeding out of the alley and throughout the streets of Chicago.
Turning, twisting, ascending, descending. Moving, still, and quickly, was he. He was making good time, indeed, and it would not be long before he reahed the Facility, an area quite well known for its close vacinity and the violence of the battles that had raged there in earlier days. A slight grin flickered on the face of the Revenant. He could not help but enjoy the feeling of his foes writhing beneath him as he ended their pitiful lives. It gave him a thrill -- a thrill he had lost contact with after his time in the military. A feeling that was beginning to grow on him once more...
The Taxi cab came to a sudden and abrupt halt just behind an enormous dam. The vehicle was parked perpendicular to the runway it rested upon. The diminutive planes that lined the runways were inactive, for the Facility was desolate and uninhabited save for the combatants that would soon run rampant about its interior. Revenant stepped out of the Taxi, his eyes locked onto the small hole in the wall of the building before him. The drop-off point for crates and such. It would be a perfect entryway.
(Terribly written.)
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Snake
PDBA Veteran
Neo Tetra Coalition
So sayeth the Shepherd ...
Posts: 705
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Post by Snake on Nov 6, 2004 7:06:38 GMT -5
Snake viciously cussed at the Navigational systems in the Taipan. The large amount of decades old Toxic nerve gas still hung in the air and it affected his electrical systems. Snake began the Taipan's landing sequence, which he had to do himself because the VIRA system had shorted out. The Skedar shuttle landed smoothly on the Runday of the Chemical Warfare facility.
Snake dropped the landing pad and stepped out, immedietly spotting somebody climbing into the facility. "Aiyyo whassup b****!" Snake shouted, and the figure turned. He then climbed down and whirled around, brandishing a gun. He peppered Snake with shots. Snake ducked into the interior of the Taipan and, using his DMC, returned fire. "Game's over, Revenant!" Snake shouted, as he sqeezed off more rounds. But Revenant wasn't dumb, he knew to take cover, not like those dadaDyne guards... "I don't think so!" he shouted, just as a bullet struck him, and suddenly, Snake had a plan. He slumoed onto the floor of his ship and waited a minute, then looked back. Revenant was again accessing the Facility. Snake took the opportunity to empty what was left of his clip at Revenant. who also slumped and fell to the gorund, clearly dead. Snake, deciding to wait for the rest of the team to arrive before heading in, and he went to patch himself up.
OOC: Satisfactory post?
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Post by Ranger on Nov 6, 2004 15:26:44 GMT -5
Ranger heard the bullets flying and began to run back toward the other side of the facility. He went into the lockers area and chose one to hide in. Carefully tucked away he brandished his falcons and got ready.
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Post by Dr. Jackson on Nov 6, 2004 16:18:27 GMT -5
The Stormwing hovered above the the Facility in Russia, cloaked. Jackson grabbed his P-90 and his Magnums and lowered a rope to the roof of the building. He dropped down to the roof and then to the runway, he spotted Snake and his ship, Jackson not wanting any confrontation... yet, hid around the corner behing a decaying tank. He checked his P-90 and his Magnums, and peered out from behind the tanks.
"This is great..." Jackson thought to himself, still peering out from behind the tank. He pulled back and sat waiting.
OOC: Case you didnt guess already, Im back.
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Post by Draxas on Nov 7, 2004 15:40:58 GMT -5
Draxas respawned in a small drainage culvert leading to the reservoir. Again, he was irritated to return to the insisten beeping of the comm. He turned the device on once again, and sighed.
It figures, he thought, As soon as I say no to ANYTHING, they go and do exactly that.
He radioed the jumpship, and went out to street level to wait for a pickup.
***SOME TIME LATER***
The jumpship skimmed near the peaks of the mountains, on fast approach to the facility. Draxas did final checks on the sniper rifle he had decided to include for this locale. The action was clear, the barrel was greased, and the clip was loaded...
"We're coming in for a landing, sir," said the copilot over the jumpship's comm. Draxas slung the rifle over his shoulder, and stood to grab one of the handles near the main door. The vehicle slowed, and began to hover in place as the door slid open. Draxas leapt out the door, hopping the small gap between the edge of the landing ramp and the guard tower the jumpship had pulled up next to. Once he was clear, he waved to the crew, who closed the hatch and sped off into the sky once more.
Draxas looked out from the tower, over a concrete roadway leading inside a tunnel. It seemed that this area had been maintained rather well, which was no surprise considering the hydroelectric dam provided power to a rather large area nearby. However, the entire area seemed to be abandoned...
Good, I'm sick of having to worry about civilians in the way, Draxas thought, as he activated his R-Tracker. Only one signal appeared, and it was just fading onto the edge of the display, and far below...
Draxas sighed, and began climbing down the stairs of the tower. Looks like I have a long trek now...
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Post by kidgame2001 on Nov 11, 2004 6:34:32 GMT -5
Kid let out a sigh. He had just arrived in chicago and then found out it was time to go to the facility. It was a great distance away and would take several hours at least to get there. Kid had wanted some combat- he wanted to have some action and he had none at chicago. All that had happened was him meeting an old friend. Kid sighed again and then turned around and ran back to the parking lot where his Modified hover car was. He unlocked the door and took his backpack off and set it in the passenger side. He sat down at the drivers seat, closed the door, put his seatbelt on and started up the vehicle.
He took to the air and set the GPS Locater to the Facility in russia near the giant dam. Luckily it was towards nighttime and there was little traffic around so kid sped off going well over the speedlimit since there were no police around to stop him. It was around midnight when he left and he kept driving and soon off in the distance after around 8 hours of driving he saw the dam and knew the facility was down below. He knew other people were already there as he saw red blips on his radar indicating hostile units. He continued forwards and was going down. Kid had been at the facility before and he already knew his plan of entrance. He lowered his hover car down and landed on the roof of the facility. He turned the car off and grabbed his backback which he slung over his back. He took out his K7 Avenger and prepared to infiltrate the facility and hopefully kill anyone that opposed him. He shut the car door and locked it then prepared to battle.
He walked around on the roof and spotted a ventilation duct. He smashed open the grating with a few kicks and tossed it out of the way once it gave in. He climbed down the vent and was now in a little maze of vents. He went straight and then took a left and a right and saw more grates. He also smelled a somewhat foul odor up ahead which he guessed was the toilets. He came up to the grates and looked down through them and sure enough he spotted toilettes.
"What a smelly entrance way but then again a way in here is a way in. Hopefully no one is in here. I'll just sneak in and fire at anyone in my way." he thought to himself.
Kid smashed open the grating which fell on the floor letting out a clanging noise. Then he dropped down and opened the stall door. Seing noone else around he had time to do a few quick stretches after being in that cramped area for a short time. He felt better and then raised his K7 Avenger and opened the bathroom door exit. He turned right and opened the second door and looked around. He was now in one of the hallways. Kid let out a sigh of relief. He felt excited yet somewhat nervous. He greatly anticipated the upcoming battle. Would he win? Would he lose? No matter what he would still try his best to kill anyone else if there was anyone here and he knew there was. He checked his radar and saw several red blips on the other side of the facility and knew that he was not in any danger- yet.
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Post by Merlin 2592 on Nov 11, 2004 21:21:51 GMT -5
OOC:Draxas has a Slayer in his profile!? :oOh well ;D I know you dont...
IC:Merlin dropped down and cocked the shotgun,he had also put in his special Indecary rounds and explosive rounds... he met up with Kid.
IC:Can we used costomized ammo(I don't think so)
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Post by Draxas on Nov 11, 2004 21:45:34 GMT -5
Nope, Classic Combat.
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Post by Ranger on Nov 12, 2004 0:51:44 GMT -5
haha I am not stupid enough to scale to the top of the dam I am crazy but not that crazy. Not right now anyway
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Post by Merlin 2592 on Nov 12, 2004 9:29:50 GMT -5
OOC:Didn't think so.
IC:Merlin unloaded the costomized shells and put them in his pocket, he met Draxas and cocked the the shotgun, and they both prepared for combat.
OOC:Is Draxas even here?I'll modify my mistake if not.
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The Fix
Junior
Nobody's real but the villain.
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Post by The Fix on Nov 27, 2004 17:50:54 GMT -5
Scripts leaned more weight on to the metal railing, letting his entire body be held up by the rusted barrier. It was quite the sight; an entire valley in the middle of desolate snowy nowhere. Smoke from the facility below added more detail to the image, covering the sun so it was as if the sky was reddened by some form of celestial power. He noticed that he couldn't help but pay attention to scenes like this ever since the whole incident with his two predecessors.
"Oh my, oh my," he breathed suddenly, "it's a shame what I've missed these years."
He shook his head with finality, and backed away from the steel guard rail. Now wasn't the time to appreciate the little things; now was the time for combat. Perfect timing and placing had made sure of that. The echo of steps coming steadily down the steel staircase broke his moment of inspiration, and sent him directly into alert. Natural reflex kicked in, and he produced a silver pistol from his coat pocket.
Silently, he crept to the closest wall on the sniper tower.
"C'mon... Not Draxas... Not Draxas..."
Draxas stepped out from the cement building, a sniper rifle slung over his shoulder. Perfect positioning for a quick shot. He knew there would be more weapons than that, but it was hard to see around the corner, especially with his hair hanging in his eyes like that.
'Damn,' he thought to himself, still watching his target, 'I don't know if I can beat him with a simple Falcon 2.'
Scripts quickly pondered, searching every concave of his mind for a possible way out of the situation. The only logical ideas that came to mind would be a shot to the head, or forcing him over the guard rail. He decided to go for option number one.
'Steady now,' he thought to himself as Draxas slowly began to walk the opposite direction, 'easy...'
Click.
"... Uh-oh."
Draxas swung around in an instant, aiming his rifle towards the source of the noise.
"You'd might as well come out and die. Not much use hiding now that you've revealed you're not only out of ammunition, but the best you've got at the ready is a pistol."
"Or, you could come over here and simply fight me like a man, no?"
Scripts heard footsteps coming towards him. Success? Not likely.
"Better yet, I can come and shoot you," retorted Draxas, "I'll just do that, then."
A final thought popped into his mind as the bullet went through his brain: get Draxas.
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Post by Draxas on Nov 27, 2004 21:43:55 GMT -5
"Dihonorable lout," said Draxas aloud as he stood over the body of Scripts, "Incompetent too. He had that coming."
Draxas stepped away, and reslung his rifle back over his shoulder. He continued down the stairs, and into the internal access corridor of the dam. He was heading for the computer room, lost in thought about the strangeness of that last encounter, when he heard the ominous and unmistakable sound of a pump action shotgun...
Draxas ducked back bahind a corner, and internally bemoaned his carelessness. This was the second time he had been caught off guard, and nearly paid for it. He glanced around the corner quickly, and spotted Merlin coming down the hall with that shotgun at the ready, looking intently ahead; obviously he had been spotted.
Draxas removed his DMCs from their holsters as quietly as possible, and waited behind the corner for the inevitable shootout to come. He only hoped he could get the drop on Merlin before that shotgun cut him in half...
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