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 Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 3:46 pm
(Wondering the same, as I'm waiting for a reply before I can keep moving elsewhere.)
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 3:48 pm
And Bryant didn't stop swinging. What he lacked in 'obvious' abilities, he made up in stamina. And a bunch of damned zombies weren't about to stop him. He faltered for a moment, and then swung again, when a zombie grabbed the edge of his blade.
"Bastards!"
And then he just moved on.
arrow Palace Dome
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 3:49 pm
((No Idea... I should probably make a post although I don't have much to do.))
Jacknife backed farther into the house as Josh and everyone came pouring in. He began to look for his knife, figuring that perhaps it had enough force to carry through the tornado and get embedded in a wall or something. If he found it, he would just tuck it back into his belt, if not... He would have to look for it outside when this was over.
He hoped some damn zombie cut his foot on it.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 3:52 pm
((There's a big distraction [read: ********] in the Irrigation Sewers.))
((EDIT: Superstealth mode myself for a food run. Auto-follow Joseph in case this thread picks up in the next half hour.))
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 3:53 pm
((Very well.))
The zombie horde banged and bashed on the walls, the doors, anything they could get their hands in. The door in particular was beginning to grow deformed, bending inward under the force of the myriad robots of death.
Some of the luckier bots, however, found themselves in front of the window their two kin had been thrown out of by Aiolos' twister. They would begin to pour into the room like ants, ready to swarm any living being that got in their way.
((Yeah, but who here is involved in that thing?))
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 4:06 pm
((Bleh, sorry, I'm distracted.)) Aiolos walked forward to continue his reign of metallic zombie carnage. He began to notice that the forces were thinning out a little bit. That was all well good, but he was pretty sure that there were more when he first saw them. He entered the tornado and reached unaffected the eye of it. The tornado and the stuff inside it didn't effect him, he made sure of that with stray notes directing the wind upward. He looked back to see how the people in the mansion were doing. It didn't take much to see the giant gaping hole. Oh. Uhh... Aiolos turned the tornado towards the house and he took a breath, and then yelled a "Watch out!" over the wind before he played on and pushed the tornado towards the house. It wouldn't hit yet, seeing that Aiolos was pretty far from the mansion when it happened. Quote: Velocity 6 (50 yards in diameter): Medium buildings, brick walls, cathedral-sized statues.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 4:12 pm
Joseph waited in the entrance hallway, launcher pointed at the door as he waited.
"Ok, here's the plan. Once they get through that door I'm gonna shoot. This'll start a pile up they won't be able to clear away in a hurry. What I'm depending on you guys to do is to slag em as they come in. Don't blow em to peices, we want the bodies to hinder them."
There was a beep on the nav-wrist alerting Joseph of the breach. He had commandeered the home's security system after all.
"Goddamn it." Joseph swore, "We've got a breach!"
And another beep.
"Allen. Kael and Sam went back to the snowmobiles and then said they were on the way back. Ray and Lah made their way back to the cradle."
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 4:12 pm
Xehart followed Bryant as he carved a path through the zombies, cleaning up the mess that Bryant didn't. It was too easy to move through the slow zombies, especially when Bryant had already done all the hard work for Xehart. Xehart was a little unimpressed by these zombies, he had hoped for something better, no matter.
arrow Palace Dome
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 4:20 pm
What? Box of grenades?
Hells yeah, Jacknife could use that s**t. He moved forward a bit, pulling himself up and climbing onto the staircase to get a good vantage point for what he was doing. He stretched out a hand and one of the grenades popped up out of the box.
The grenade zipped pleasantly out of the window, bashing past a zombie as it did so, then it blew up. These were launched grenades, so he knew how they worked. You just had to spin it so that the pins would come out, then smack the head against something and...
BOOM.
Jacknife was trying to get the grenade to blow up right outside the window, hoping to fuse some of the metal bodies together to block the entrance, as well as blow a bunch more of them back away from the window.
((Superstealth for fooding time.))
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 4:21 pm
"Do you know where Mozz and Bryant are, then? Bryant wasn't there when I left, and Mozz went off with the others, didn't he?"
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 4:29 pm
At some point, Aiolos had gotten away from the mansion, and the tornado was wrecking havoc in the Ascended Way, doing massive property damage and sucking zombies up left and right. There were a lot of them. Shrieking, scratching against each other trying to get out, many of them getting launched into the air and landing hundreds of feet away, only to get up again and do it all over again. It was like a great, big amusement ride, only with bloodthirsty zombies instead of excited children.
As a grenade killed some zombies dead by the window, the door was busted down, and the zombies struggled to be the first inside. It was a little tight for them, and only two could come in at a time.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 4:41 pm
And that's when Joseph would fire. Not a HE grenade but one of the the specialty rounds he had prepared, this was a GLU bomb. Upon impacting the chest of the first robot through the door it would explode into a sticky mess. The guys waiting in the passage would likely feel a few splashes of glue, but were out of the main blast range. Anything caught in that wouldn't be going anywhere without great difficulty.
"Give em hell boys!" The M79 snapped open releasing the spent case, "And Allen, I have no idea. I think we lost Mozz and Eileen in the sewers."
Since tornadoes are being thrown around, it's a good time to remember that pretty much all last weekend this home was getting fortified by construction robots. Unlike union employees those robots weren't half assing it, and thus the house wouldn't be going down as easy as the rest of the neighborhood.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 4:55 pm
Buckle your seat belts kids, the tornado is headed your way. If you couldn't see the giant vortex of screaming of undead and dropping property values, you definitely could hear it amongst the popping sounds of a jazzed up version of Jethro Tull's "Locomotive Breath" It was like a legion of undead got together and formed a chorus of moans and groans to accompany the happy music. And if you were completely deaf, you'd definately feel the shaking of the building as the tornado began to clean near the entrance of the breech, keeping the lines of zombies at bay while everyone else finished with ones already inside. Quote: Velocity 7 (65 yards in diameter): Think everything the twister could hold before, and add a tank.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 5:03 pm
((IM EATIN FUDZ... but mostly back))
Caesar intended to position himself in front of the window where the Zombies probing had been rewarded-- which provided an amazing kill zone for him. The lighter robots armor was not enough to stop his old revolvers, and the window slowed them into an unavoidable choke point.
All Caesar needed to do was gun down one or two and the window would be clogged. Simple. He rushed for the room with excellent speed by moving through the interior walls with the same 'ghosting' ability he had used to exit the upper dome (which left the walls unharmed), and entered with guns akimbo. It was not a move he enjoyed but worth it in the close quarters, gunning left and right.
Just have to clog it. Just have to clog it.
He had twelve shots between the two pistols, and could empty those chambers with considerable speed and skill. He expected he could reliably drop four light robozombies with them. Any more than that, in quantity or quality, and Caesar knew things were about to get very hairy for him.
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Posted: Sat Jun 07, 2008 5:11 pm
s**t would start flinging itself at the zombies.
Anything and everything that was just lying around, left in the aftermath of the tornado for some reason or other would start to pick itself up off the floor and smash into robotic zombies. Anyone looking at Jacknife on the stairs would note that his eyes were glowing purple, as was the stone in the pommel of the sword in his hand. Both arms were outstretched, and he was not moving, speaking, or even blinking. His entire concentration was bent on beating the hell out of robotic s**t with household implements. Meaning that each time something launched itself at a zombie, it was launched with about two thousand pounds of force or so.
And so it was that Jacknife would probably end up beating the s**t out of robotic zombies with their own comrades' broken off limbs.
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