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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 6:47 pm
((I suggested it cause 1. i love falcons and 2. i think falcons can be stealty and quick, kinda fits in one way or another...I guess))
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 7:01 pm
The haze of bullets and the shower of sand confused Brutus. It actualy took him a few seconds before he realised Bio was wounded and the bottle in his hand was shattered. He grabbed Bio by the collar and made himself a wall between his wounded brother and the maelstrom of lead. Several shots bored thier way into his suit, only a few penetrating the steal plate he used in his chest and back piece. Without any hesitation, he turned the suit on and was invisible in a second, Bio disapearing with him. The fire slowed to a halt as Brutus ran behind a giant boulder for cover. He placed Bio on the ground and shoved a few stims into his system. "Gods dammnit kid, pull through for me." He lightly slaped him on the face and called his name. "Bio....Bio..... Brother, come on Gods damn you wake up!" Bio moved a little bit and seemed to stir. Knowing that the jukebox had displayed the radio frequensies of the attackers, Brutus was hesitant to call for back up. Instead, he ran as stealthily as he could for a person of his size and flanked the postion that shot at them. A scouting party of Raiders were the trouble makers. They were scouting the area for Brutus and Bio, but cursed loudly as they searched for thier lost targets. The one with the sniper rifle was yelling at the other three who had AK-47s. SInce he was the loudest, Brutus figured he was the one in charge; after all, everyone knows the loudest human is the boss. Since the conditions werent all that scary,and Brutus didnt have the means to fight them off using a particular style, he just decided to do what he did best. Still cloaked, he ran up to the side of the party and grabed a raider in each hand. Both of them shouted and squealed as Brutus' grip tightened. Thier weapons went off and round after round was shot into the air. Brutus squezed the poor bastards until thier spines and pelvis were broken. He threw them both at the remaining two who were scrambling to reload thier weapons, but continued to jam thier weapons as Brutus toyed with thier minds. Brutus let out a small smile and then ran up to the one closest to him, the one with the sniper rifle. He punched him in the stomach so hard that his compnion winced in pain. Brutus then pressed the "unload all three shots to make a big bloody mess" button he had on the inside of his glove. All three barels of his punch gun sent thier .12 gauge flechette rounds into the Raider's stomach, leaving a whole large enough to fit Bruts' fist through. He slumped to the ground with a gurgle and a thud. The stealth boy wasnt fully charged, and Brutus came back into clear sight. "******** YOU!" the raider shouted as he slammed his last clip into the AK and fired at Brutus. Brutus took several rounds to the arms and torso, but he had felt worse. During the barage he simply walked toward the screaming man, and took every shot like a ture warrior. The raider finally was out of ammo and droped his gun to the ground. He began to cry as Brutus placed a hand on his face and lifted him several feet off of the ground. "You scum dont deserve the warrior's deaths ive given you, you should feel privalidged." Brutus placed his other hand on the Raider's legs, and after only a moment's struggle, the raider ripped in half, his legs and pelvis in one hand, his torso and head in the other. Brutus dropped the bloody rag to the ground and as the adrenaline began to subside, felt the pain of the pieces of metal in his flesh. He ran as quickly as he could back to Bio and scooped him up. "Come on brother let's get some help." With that they went back into the base where he saw some of the others in his squad. "Guys, take him to the medical chambers, see to it that he's ok. Im gonna need someone to get the base on alert, tell them we were attacked by a raider scout party. Ill also need the rest of you to help secure the perimiter and look for any intel on the bodies." Brutus place Bio in the arms of a soldier he didnt recognize, and he took Bio to the infirmary.
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Posted: Fri Sep 21, 2007 7:15 pm
::Bio opens his eyes just as Brutus was handing him over to a medic:: Wait...wait, I'm not hurt. ::Bio stands to his feet and walks back towards the rock he was sitting on. He knocks over the Nuka-Cola he was drinking which spills out a thick scarlet liquid.:: I...kinda was trying to...put into practice...my abilities for fear...although I might have gone a bit too far and put your life in jeopardy, Brutus. I know there's a small raiders camp just over that ridge and I was hoping to use that to my advantage. ::Bio pulls out an unopened bottle of Nuka-Cola and takes a few gulps from it:: I deeply apologize. However I didn't expect there to be real raider scouts over there. They probably have no idea what just hit them, though. ::Bio pulls out an old-fashined cassette recorder. Attached to it was a small anntenna:: All those conversations you heard on the jukebox was made by me. Of course I had to synthesize my voice a bit to make it sound like there was more than one person but I think it did the trick. As for the bullet shots...the ones on the speaker I recoreded in the shooting range...the ones you saw out here were actually small bottlecaps filled with gunpowder, wired like a remote mine and buried an inch below the sand. Just like how normal remote mines are triggered to detonate from a set frequency, I wired seperate frequency levels into the recorder. These frequencies are undettectable by human hearing but these electronic devices could hear it from anywhere. Each one was triggered to its desegnated frequency level so that they detonated on cue to the speakers to create the illusion of bullets. ::Bio walks over to the jukebox and kneels down behind it, unplugging it from a small square device:: I was surprised that jukebox was even operational. All I needed to borrow was one of our field batteries and install a remote intercomm in one of the speakers and it worked fine. I'm sorry for the surprise but I needed to test out my skills. I guess a distraction like that could work on the enemy too. It may not be the most subtle way to frighten them but I know with a stealthboy, I could do so much more. I hope you could forgive me...
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 5:50 am
((For future referance Bio, pm me about something like that so that i dont jump out and do what i did. See, im the kind of person that leaps into action and can do a lot myself in one post, especialy against raiders. Im not mad, i just kinda stupid now sweatdrop )) Brutus ran his fingers through his hair and closed his eyes. "Its fine Bio, just make sure im aware of such things in the future. As you know from before, im always ready and ussualy wont stop until the job is done. I am certainly impressed about what you riged up here though, but remember although im smarter than most mutants, im still not 'up to par' with most humans in the brain division. Tricks will sometimes work only against certain enemies. This trick would work great against radiers and so forth, but the Reavers would probibly have picked up them signals you were talking about since thier tech is almost that of the Brotherhood's."
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 8:38 am
Racing into the courtyard, Tom Cullen glanced around desperately as he held a battered-looking earpiece to the side of his head. In his other hand he held a large, flat lump of equipment, a long extension cord trailing behind them. Seeing Brutus and Bio some ways off, he comes towards them at a dead run.
"Brutus! I'm picking up a military frequency, I think it's raiders, Brutus...!"
Skidding to a stop, the Initiate notices their wounds, as well as the light mist of sweat on the super mutant's brow. Lowering his earpiece, he puts his scanner down on a nearby crate.
"Oh. So you know already...nevermind."
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 11:21 am
At the sound of gunshots, Barsul leapt from his seat in the armory- not pausing to grab all of his weapons on the way out.
Swiftly moving from one bit of cover to another, he did a quick check on what equipment he had with him. He didn't have a stealthboy on him- seeing as brutus was having them train before issuing them- he did have his black, leather armor MKII on. As for weapons, his grenades were all on his belt, his IRG's were around his forehead, and he still had his pistol, combat knife, sniper rifle, and MTAR21 with him.
After only a moment, he found Brutus, tom, and bio. "What's going on? I thought i heard gunsh-.." his sentence was cut short when he saw Brutus's wounds. "By the look of things, i guess you got 'em?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 11:41 am
He needed more practice. It was obvious. It was time to take out an AK-47 from the armory and practice with it, a lot. Not looking back, Simking proceeded towards the basecamp. His mind was blank, just relaxing on the way to the encampment.
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THE TRUE RAZGRIZ rolled 3 20-sided dice:
6, 4, 2
Total: 12 (3-60)
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 5:19 pm
*stands atthe edge of the wall watching the gigantic expanse of the wastelands around the base and thinking(arrogantly filled with feeling of invincibilty) if there is something more dangerous than your "average" run of the mill Deathclaw who knows maybe there is a queen that is just waiting to be hunted (who knows maybe he's the one to do it) and all of a sudden he jumps and says to himself "it's now or never I will be the best fighter in the brotherhood and if it's hell that I must face then this desert is a good place to start with"
and out there in the distance he sees a shoadow that doesn't look like anything living in this world more like a machinehe uses the scope on his AK47 and tries to identify it apparently it was just one of the brothers testing his mobilesuit in action and doing some combat maneuvers he then sets off to see if he can find something to hone his hunting skills with maybe some wild animal in hiding?*
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 6:34 pm
Still standing near the others, Barsul glanced up in time to see Razgriz jump from the wall and run off into the wastelands. Shrugging, he let out a sigh and shook his head before returning his attention to Brutus.
"So...what happened? Raiders?"
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Posted: Sat Sep 22, 2007 9:43 pm
((Sorry, Brutus. I'll make sure to let you know next time xd )) ::Bio leans against the half-submerged jukebox as the noise he created begins to draw the attention of Barsul, Tom and the others::
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2007 3:08 pm
Brutus chuckled a little bit. "Apparently so, but Bio was just doing a bit of practicing. I think we'd better sweep the perimiter of the base for any more scouting groups. Im gonna secure the crate of equipment, and then ill join you." Brutus cracked both sides of his neck and then flexed the muscles on his back. A few bloddy pieves of metal poped out, and the wounds already began to heal. For good measure Brutus stabbed his forearm with a few stims and felt his mutated skin close up.
He shuffled over to the crate and made sure that everything was still inside. It would be disaterous if one of the stealthboys fell into the hands of the raiders. Brutus Lifted the crate up and brought it back inside the bunker, repeating the progress for the other crate full of silencers and ammo. Once the crates were locked and secure he came back outside, walking as he slid a Flechette round into each one of the barrels of his left punch glove, cocked the hammer back of each one and pulled the trigger bar back into the safety position.
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2007 3:21 pm
Lyanah suddenly appeared behind Bio, listnening to brutus' explanation of what had gone on and then promptly thumping bio on the head lightly with her hand gun. "Practicing..."
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Posted: Sun Sep 23, 2007 4:37 pm
Barsul chuckled at lyanah before shrugging and pulling on his IRG's. He then turned back to Brutus and nodded. "No problem. I'll start out South and circle the base clockwise- probably staying at about a 500meter radius around the base. i'll try sticking to the high ground with a good vantage point- Radio in any other orders.." He paused long enough to offer a salute to brutus, and a nod to lyanah before moving out with his silenced sniper rifle in hand.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 3:23 am
Brutus rubbed the bridge of his nose and sighed. "You do that Barsul. Im getting far too old for this." Brutus continued his circle around the bunker in plain sight in the oposite direction Barsul was headed. After several minutes of walkign in the hot desert sun he came across nothing. His whole circle around the bunker was fruitless. "Looks like i took care of the only scouts around. Either that or the other groups fled long ago...... maybe we'll have to tech them raiders a lesson or two...." Brutus began to think on his way back to the bunker entrance. "Perhaps it is time to pay our friends a little visit...."
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 8:51 am
Throwing his hands up, seeming exasperated despite the eager twitch at the side of his mouth, Tom turned towards the nearest gate, pulling a Stealthboy out of a crate as he walked past. "Well, I 'spect it's time I earn my keep," he mutters, patting his wrench as he shimmers out of sight.
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