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 Posted: Sat May 30, 2015 10:42 pm
"Oh come on," he groaned at the speaker system, before Gale was slammed to the floor. Instinctively he stepped back, and found himself ensnared. He hit the floor with a thud, clawing for a handhold that didn't exist in the polished floor. It was no use - he was being dragged away.
"NO 'ONE SEC'," he barked in Rep's direction as he was dragged away from Gale. "NOW REP, I NEED YOU HERE NOW!"
48/50
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Baneful rolled 1 6-sided dice:
4
Total: 4 (1-6)
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Posted: Sat May 30, 2015 10:42 pm
"That's a ******** NEGATIVE. YOU SHOULD HAVE ******** SAID."
A slight looking man leapt forward in an attempt to gouge out Rep's eyes. It was rather ineffectual but did leave some nasty looking scratches before he was hurriedly shoved off into the arms of someone else as Rep tried desperately to find some space that wasn't full of openly hostile milling assailants.
He spotted Lucky's plight and let out a guttural yell of frustration. "AND NOW THERE'S PEOPLE KIDNAPPING THE POLE. For ******** sale."
"GALE. I've got MARK in my ear. You might need to help him." he said, gesturing to the walkie talkie as if this explained everything. "I think the boss is here too. Keep an eye out! ILL COME OVER LUCKY, I JUST. KIND OF ******** SOMETHING UP."
HP: 46
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Posted: Sat May 30, 2015 10:42 pm
Before Gale could react any further, a man made entirely of sinew, easily towering over six feet, slammed into him, and pushed him into the bars. They dented as Gale made contact, just slightly, due to the heavy impact.
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Baneful rolled 2 8-sided dice:
3, 1
Total: 4 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat May 30, 2015 10:45 pm
Getting to Lucky through the crowd was a ******** nightmare, every time he took a step the combatants would push and shove in his way and he'd lose sight of the other man, or he'd get hit by some staggering moron.
Eventually he resorted to a half stooped posture as if he was travelling through the trenches, dragging himself free to leap forward and aim the torch at one of the twins.
There was apparently a reason Rep didn't use a flamethrower weapon.
HP: 42
DMG: A ******** miss.
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Posted: Sat May 30, 2015 10:46 pm
"Wha?" Mark sounded confused, "Why are you calling to Gale - why is Gale even there what is even going on?" There was the sound of someone possibly pulling at their hair, "can't you like, shove him through the bars or something, he's like, tiny enough right? Who else is there with you? Did you get the signal boost back?"Baneful In which Mark is losing it
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Posted: Sat May 30, 2015 10:49 pm
Both of them stopped, and the female twin leaned over and stroked Lucky's hair, like he was some twisted doll. She then began to run the blade along his neck, very slowly. Any single jarring movement would instantly slice his neck, making him quite unlucky. AstaraeI I guess he still needs rescue...
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kuropeco rolled 1 6-sided dice:
1
Total: 1 (1-6)
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Posted: Sat May 30, 2015 10:50 pm
Lucky was no better off than Gale, apparently. He tried to get closer, knife in hand, Gale heading towards one of the twins, but -
Something big, something enormous grabbed him, lifting him off of his feet. Time slowed for a brief moment, in which Gale could see the snarl on the man's face, large, piggish fingers gripping his shirtfront with ease, the heavily muscular shoulders -
Clang.
A terrible, awful metallic ringing jolted into Gale, and the impact of his body against the bars made him shriek in pain, a half formed sound that only partially escaped his throat and came out more as a gasp. He dropped instantly to the ground, coughing and spitting blood, his head spinning dangerously as he staggered back upright.
"Tell...Mark," he gasped out to Rep, stumbling forward. He couldn't quite seem to stand upright all the way, and his vision wavered in and out unpleasantly. "that when I find him - "
He swung his knife at one of the twins, hardly grazing them.
"I'm gonna kill him."
HP: 33 / 60
1 dmg for lucky's attackers SORRY LUCKY
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Posted: Sat May 30, 2015 10:52 pm
In the distance, Gale could see what looked very obviously like his division lead very obviously standing outside the cage pick up the thing Rep had discarded, and walk away.
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Baneful rolled 2 8-sided dice:
1, 1
Total: 2 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat May 30, 2015 10:53 pm
"Oh for ******** SAKE." Rep swore again, shaking the torch as it failed to respond and giving Lucky's assailants the most irritable glare he could manage.
"Ha...haha. Hahah." the redhead was completely losing it in the press of combat. "Gale says he's going to kill you." Someone hit him in the stomach and it really wasn't funny at all. He coughed and gestured in the blonde and actually competent Death hunter's direction.
s**t. Gale. "Gale." he said again. "Signal.. booster." and gestured in the blurry direction of where the walkie talkie had been thrown.
HP: 40
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Posted: Sat May 30, 2015 10:56 pm
"KURWA." Lucky watched as the gout of flames tore a line into the seething crowd a good ten feet away. He was starting to seriously panic now. The dragging had stopped but someone was playing with his hair, which meant they were now much closer than before. He could see them out of the corner of his eye - a pair of twins, wielding something sharp in each of their hands.
"REP, STOP <******** AROUND AND--"
He felt cold metal against his throat and instinctively went very very still. His eyes continued to radiate a mixture of desperation and deep disappointment in the rescue efforts.
46/50
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Posted: Sat May 30, 2015 10:59 pm
"Caelius you BLOODY EFFING - "
The rest of Gale's sentence was (thankfully) lost in the chaos. He attempted to reach through the bars, because maybe he was thin enough and short enough to actually get through them, now that they were bent out of shape.
Much like Gale himself.
HP: 31
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Posted: Sat May 30, 2015 11:00 pm
One, two bullets shot into Rep, messily dislocating his shoulder in two different places. The pain was overwhelming for a moment.
"- hang on!" was about all Rep was getting from Mark, and then the communications went silent, at what seemed to be the worst possible time.
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Posted: Sat May 30, 2015 11:04 pm
The other twin was now cutting into Lucky's scalpline along the back of his neck, just slowly. It seemed amidst the chaos, these two twins for some reason, were given a wide, respectable truce among the others. The elder one, the male, began to saw very slowly through the scalp, with surgical precision.
He removed a good chunk of the piece of scalp closest to Lucky's neck in the far back of his hair, and showed it solemnly to the victim. Blood was dripping off the hair, the thick of flesh still attached.
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Baneful rolled 2 8-sided dice:
6, 7
Total: 13 (2-16)
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Posted: Sat May 30, 2015 11:05 pm
"I'M TRYING." Rep pleaded with Lucky, and he was, mostly trying.
He was readying his torch for another attack when there was a crack, followed by another and an absolute explosion of pain that took his breath away. One arm refused to co-operate and as he felt the blood begin to trail along his forearm he realised some wanker had ******** shot him. It left him blinded and dizzy, focusing only when he saw what the hell was also happening to ******** THIS ******** TORCH."
And the thing almost took off his eyebrows as he shook it in his off-hand and it exploded in a plume of flame which for once was mostly going in the right direction!
HP: 28
DMG: 7
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Posted: Sat May 30, 2015 11:08 pm
It seemed that Gale could actually fit between the bars, out of sheer luck. There was an elevator at the far end, the same one his illustrious leader had stepped through. The problem was, that the others were still left behind.
That, unfortunately, was a choice that Gale had to personally make.
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