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 Posted: Sun Dec 28, 2008 10:21 pm
((But I lost track of the thread!))
Michael grinned broadly and pulled the trigger. If it worked, he'd start spraying the gosh-darned gearbox with everything this gun had.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 3:33 pm
The Gearbox let out a harsh screech. A stream of bullets severed one of its legs. It spun around and began to stumble at Michael.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 3:42 pm
Jacob backed Michael up with the pistol, aiming at the Gearboxes joints and it's newly exposed nub of a leg.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 3:47 pm
Michael kept shooting, clinching his teeth down on his cigarette. "Die already, gosh darnit!" he shouted, uselessly squeezing the trigger all the harder. "DIE!"
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 3:51 pm
The Gearbox groaned, trying to block the stream of bullets with its saws again, but the pure volume of bullets was denting the saw until it caught on the joints.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 3:59 pm
"Come on, go down already!" Michael shouted through his teeth, not hesitating a moment. This was going to exhaust him, but better than dying.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 4:01 pm
Jacobo continued to fire rapidly upon the Gearbox, he wouldn't be satisfied until it stopped moving.
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Posted: Mon Dec 29, 2008 4:06 pm
The Gearbox collapsed just before it got to Michael. The buzzsaws whirred to a stop.
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 11:24 am
"Finally!" Jacobo gasped, "C'mon, let's get that other guy." he said, forgetting about Michael's foot.
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 12:00 pm
Marten drummed his fingers on the floor as he waited for someone to come get him.
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 3:28 pm
"Better idea," Michael said. "You, in the kitchen!" he shouted. "It's dead! Get out here!" In the meantime, he deactivated the machine gun, which eliminated his crutch; he fell to one knee and stayed there.
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 3:40 pm
"My name's Marten, meathead!" Marten called back before poking his head out. He pulled back quickly, then came all the way out.
"Jeez, about damn time too."
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 6:11 pm
"Sorr-ee!" Michael grunted, staying on his knee. "We gotta figure out where those stupid vans were supposed to be taking us, huh?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 6:17 pm
"Wow, look at the smart guy here," Marten said, rolling his eyes. "It's not like we've been saying that for the past hour or anything."
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Posted: Wed Dec 31, 2008 6:23 pm
"I meant now as opposed to later," he snapped, but that was the pain speaking, not Michael. "Can we go?"
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