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 Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2017 7:56 pm
Gale accepted the offered hand with a modicum of suspicion, especially considering the ties to the name Sam and its connotations here on the island. But he shook without saying much other than, "All right, that sounds reasonable."
It didn't, really, but maybe if he kept telling himself that it would eventually become a reality.
"Where are we headed, exactly?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2017 9:52 pm
"It's short for Samuel," he sighed during the handshake, completely reading through Gale's suspicion. "At this point I'm just holding out in hopes that Lucky never notices me."
"Your guess is as good as mine," Sam put on a headset, "I'm going with twenty deaths, basement floor, Ourboros Amazon base. You?"
He didn't wait for Gale to respond before walking through the portal. It turned out it was indeed a base of some sort, in the Amazon, but thankfully they were stationed outside-
- Right in front of two sentries armed with red runic weapons.
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2017 3:03 pm
Gale wasn't exactly apologetic about his immediate reaction, but he did flush a little at the accurate assumption made by the other hunter. He let out a small, startled breath of laughter, and then shook his head.
"Hopefully he won't," said Gale with a sigh, and then added, "Er..."
He opened his mouth to say a response to the guess, but Samuel had disappeared into the portal before Gale could answer. He hastily stepped after, in the process of saying, "Er, hopefully anywhere but the Sahara..."
And then trailed off, staring at the weapons glowing in front of him. Gale held up his hands instinctively, palms out, a gesture of acquiescence.
"Hold on. Don't shoot."
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2017 11:00 pm
The new assailants shot anyway, long trained to shoot first and ask questions later, and Gale's new accomplice immediately grabbed him, both of them collapsing into the foliage. He took out his own runic weapon, aiming the longer shotgun-shaped barrel before firing as well. One of them hit, the second missed, and he all but dragged Gale by the arm as he moved for thicker cover.
"Hey, Gale, how's the weather?" Samuel suddenly said, as if overcome by a fit of madness. "Oh, I don't know, how about cloudy with a chance of please shoot something Jesus Christ." kuropeco Weapons are disabled, but runic is okay! Just roll 1d6 odd = miss, even = hit something
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kuropeco rolled 1 6-sided dice:
6
Total: 6 (1-6)
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2017 2:11 pm
Gale had approximately .03 seconds to react to the fact that he was being shot at (again) before Samuel yanked him sideways. He tumbled down onto the ground, pulse skyrocketing, and felt a rush of displaced air somewhere around his head as the shotgun fired.
He gave Samuel a glare, tried to summon Jinhai, and found it didn't work. A runic gun was snatched up instead, Gale directing it over the hedgerow towards the two other two.
"What the hell - "
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Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2017 5:36 pm
"Nice shot," Gale's new buddy meant it too as he neared closer to the last one, his shotgun empty, and then just sighed and zapped the final assailant with what looked suspiciously like a glowing blue cattle prod, "Save some of that good stuff for inside, yeah?"
He erratically glanced all directions for before signalling for Gale to get closer to the entryway. "Rogue one, this is Gold Leader, back entrance number ten is go," he said quite suddenly, tapping his headset.
"Cool," said Mark at the other end, "you guys got the explosives?"
A pause.
"Mark," Samuel began, suddenly feeling a migraine going on, "you didn't give us any explosives." He was so distracted by this sudden news he didn't see another sentry slowly sneaking up behind him.
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2017 11:44 am
He'd managed to make a clean shot, which was encouraging. What was not encouraging was the fact that they'd stepped out of the portal straight into an apparent war zone.
Not that that hadn't happened before, but still. Gale glanced at Samuel and gave a nod, climbing to his feet and following after him.
"Explosives?" he muttered. "We're supposed to have explo - "
He cut off, Gale grabbing ahold of Samuel's arm and yanking, the runic gun pointed at the sentry.
"Damn it, Mark - "
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Posted: Tue Jan 31, 2017 7:25 pm
Gale's interference thankfully caused the sentry to miss, as Samuel quickly fired back - twice as he also missed the first shot. He looked down at the barrel of his weapon at the few runes still glowing. "Damn, going to need to recharge soon. We're going in, Mark please do something and stop touching yourself."
"Um, no thanks," retorted Marks' voice in the headset, "your voice is a huge boner killer." More sentries, shooting at them from outside - it was nice to see there was still a hierarchy in terms of conversations. "Besides Gale is still there."
A pause. "Gale's twenty-one."
"Bro, two words: Fake ID." While Mark talked Sam had signaled to Gale to move inside, as they found what looked like an emergency exit and went up the stairs. "Anyone can fake that stuff I mean like, when I was 16 I totally faked my Yahoo forums profile to say I like, thirty."
Sam might have had something to say to that if they didn't suddenly reach the second floor, open the door, and discover the entire hallway covered in vines. "Nope." He tapped his headset. "We're going to the lobby elevators instead, you have one job Mark."
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Posted: Wed Feb 01, 2017 8:14 pm
"What is wrong with you people," was all Gale had to say as he ducked to avoid a shot that narrowly missed the pair of them. Although he couldn't help but feel a small swell of satisfaction that at least someone on the island knew how old he was.
"It's not a - I've been on the island since I was fifteen, I didn't just stop growing," Gale muttered, climbing the steps carefully. He followed Samuel out of the door and almost tripped over the vines lacing the hallway, Gale staggering back, a hand bracing against the wall.
"Bloody hell - what - Mark - which way to the lobby? Are there more sentries there?"
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2017 1:03 pm
"Probably," responded Mark almost immediately, followed by a, "Oh apparently not. They're all dead."
"How," Samuel began, just as they veered down the first floor, turned the stairs, turn two corners, and arrived right at the vast expansive of the lobby-
- To see Caelius just standing there being the best ninja spy assassin there ever was. Considering that his methods had worked up to date, and there was really nobody left to question them, it really was a miracle that anyone from Death did any form of stealth these days.
Sam sighed when he noticed the Death lead just holding his weapon, and summoned his as well, which was unironically, also a shotgun, strapping the runic one back on his belt with a small click. "Someone could have told me you guys disabled the weapons lock."
"Hey," shouted Mark over the headset, "you can't ask me to do everything."
"Or anything," the other quipped, while the elevator finally opened, and they all piled inside and waited as the elevator dropped around two hundred floors. During that time some fancy elevator music played, and Sam suddenly sighed. "Thirty five. I was fifteen off."
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Posted: Thu Feb 02, 2017 2:04 pm
Why the sentries were dead was a mystery, at least until Gale stumbled after Samuel into the lobby. Caelius's presence made him stop dead, almost tripping over the body of a man on the ground, and somehow it was not entirely surprising to find his boss there.
"Mark damn it - " The latest in a continual stream of Mark ___ mantras that Gale seemed to be uttering these days. He summoned Jinhai with a breath of relief, the familiar weight of the weapon doing wonders to soothe his nerves.
Though it did make cramming themselves in the elevator slightly awkward. Gale jammed the rifle against his side, trying not to be squashed.
"The thirty-fifth floor, you mean?" he asked. "And Mark, you're the Division Assistant, we're supposed to ask you to do things."
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Posted: Fri Feb 03, 2017 3:19 pm
"You're supposed to ask me things I know," ranted Mark, "like oh, I don't know, what my favourite Star Wars character is, what my favourite colour is, nobody cares about me."
The elevator was still going down agonizingly slow.
"Thirty-five bodies," corrected Samuel, now mentally recounting in his head, "or was it thirty-six?" He looked at the Death lead who was doing a very good job of pretending that nobody else was in the elevator with him.
Music continued to play. Time stretched long and awkward enough for Gale to possibly notice that Caelius had opted out of any form of headphones.
"It's green by the way," Mark said through the headphones, "my favourite colour is green. My favourite Star Wars characters are a tie between- ohhhhh, um, bad news. Really bad news."
The elevator dinged and opened.
A very large creature made of entirely shifting green that nearly took up the entire massive corridor stretched out its vines just as the Death lead pushed both Gale and Sam forward and then just seemingly disappeared away behind the creature . kuropeco VERSUS THE VINE MONSTERVINE MONSTER HAS 100 HP IT DOES -5 AUTO DAMAGE by draining the life force out of your character whenever they touch it The goal really is to survive until hopefully someone comes up with backup
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kuropeco rolled 2 12-sided dice:
9, 11
Total: 20 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2017 3:19 pm
"I'm not going to ask stupid questions," Gale said, because he couldn't help himself, even if Mark was just being his normal self. He turned his head to look at Caelius, expression tightening, the Death Lead looking remarkably sanguine for someone who'd just been found in a pile of dead bodies.
Not that that was anything new, either.
He had a second of realizing that there was too much green - and then he was being shoved forward, vines snapping, Gale bellowing out a sound that might have been a shout of surprise.
There wasn't much room to get his weapon into place; Gale settled for grabbing the handle and swinging it violently like a baseball bat, swearing internally - and externally, for that matter.
HP: 55
DMG: 14
BOSS HP: 86 / 100
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Zoobey rolled 2 12-sided dice:
3, 6
Total: 9 (2-24)
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Posted: Sun Feb 05, 2017 10:55 pm
"Are you <******** serious?" Samuel managed to yell, his shot just ricocheting off Gale's location. "You have a gun and you're going to swing it?"
Incidentally however, Gale's impact had done substantially more damage than the latter's, the vines dropping Gale almost immediately. Sam was still for the most part, hanging upside down, showing to the world that yes, he had man nipples. There was also a fair amount of swearing, compared to a lead that swore too much and an assistant that thought 'freaking' was a bad word.
"Hey pipsqueak, how about a little help here?"
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kuropeco rolled 2 12-sided dice:
8, 11
Total: 19 (2-24)
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Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2017 12:36 pm
"I'M DOING WHAT I CAN," Gale bellowed back. His gaze flickered towards Samuel, who was currently upside-down, and let out another breath, resisting the very strong urge to roll his eyes.
"I'm getting there - "
There was a bang, Gale aiming for the vines currently around Samuel.
HP: 50
DMG: 13
BOSS HP: 67 / 100
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