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 Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 3:05 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 3:06 pm
Nightz Gas - mask donned, Gizmo ran into the underground, followed closely by Wienberg and his other Associate. The robot was near the enemy, he quiclly tried to think of a weapon, and settled on a "Real Live Working set of Civil War Figurines!". In a few seconds, there was a small, very small, army of men marching ahead towards the robot, in tiny pipsqueak voices, plastic commaders said to thier troops: Steady...Aim...FIRE! Cannon fire and sprays of bullets assaulted the robot, while Gizmo felt very tired,all of a sudden, and stumbled back. [[Just so this doesnt go unnoticed, there is a small army of about 1000 figurines in here.]]
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 3:06 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 3:08 pm
Finally, the rest of the team had made it to his position.
"And here I was thinking it was time to take things into my own hands. I have a feeling we're going to have a hell of a free for all on our hands. Who's ready to initiate the chaos?"
Gabriel smiled, planting his left hand against the wall behind him.
"So much for common sense."
The smile faded, and he waited for the massive amount of ballistics fire to cease before he entered the fray, as, more than likely, anyone near the robot would receive a smattering of rounds to the back by the time those little toy soldiers finished firing.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 3:10 pm
Kit looked at the elevator. Then he knew what his friend was thinking.
"Lets go..." Kit threw the glowing leaf out in the middle of the battlefield. The leaf exploded into a huge poof of smoke and it spread throughout the whole of the underground. It was all illusion, but it was thick enough to obscure most people's view.
"We got ten minutes... Let's go."
((I have to go.... crying Es, could you Rp as Kit for a little bit? The profile is in the bio section of the storage forum here.))
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 3:12 pm
DesignatedHero Finally, the rest of the team had made it to his position."And here I was thinking it was time to take things into my own hands. I have a feeling we're going to have a hell of a free for all on our hands. Who's ready to initiate the chaos?" Gabriel smiled, planting his left hand against the wall behind him."So much for common sense." The smile faded, and he waited for the massive amount of ballistics fire to cease before he entered the fray, as, more than likely, anyone near the robot would receive a smattering of rounds to the back by the time those little toy soldiers finished firing.
This would be interesting.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 3:13 pm
Julian left out a soft snicker at Gabriel's words. With barely a sound other then a hiss of the engine he started the sports bike back up. With all the gunfire in this place, hopefully it would be quiet enough to go unnoticed.
He was so not planning for the sudden birth of a smoke screen. "********." His voice held venom as he took in the situation. There was no way in hell he could use the bike without somewhat clear vision, at least not without commiting suicide.
His anger was reflected as he dismounted and notched the kick stand into place. His right hand still held the axe he had drawn earlier, little more then a foot long. Even as he moved away from his bike, clinging to the wall for cover to, he drew its' fellow.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 3:13 pm
"Ten minutes?" Mort asked, smirking. "Plenty of time." He then dashed towards the elevator, scythe gripped tightly in both hands.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 3:14 pm
((*gets impatient* How am I supposed to deal with smoke and the threat of a new team if I've been in the middle of an attack for 15 minutes? No offense to you guys, but it's not exactly fair attacking while we're all waiting for the bot))
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 3:14 pm
Heavy-breathed, Gizmo slumped next to a pillar, he was exhausted, he had no idea it would take that much out of him. He tried to get his groups attention, he needed some adrenaline, or amphetamines, something.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 3:14 pm
((Hey.. just asking, how much damage would a shot from the mini army do? They are aiming at the bot, you said, but since I'm to the side of it, I figure I'd have caught a few rounds. Is it powerful enough to blast through heavy leather jackets? Puncture skin? I mean, they're figurines, so I am thinking about two inch high things myself. Please, let me know what I'm facing for my next post.))
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 3:15 pm
Zen hesitated to continue down the elevator shaft, after hearing the makings of a battle below, he only hoped he wasn't too late to aid his teammate, but as Zen was about to leap below he noticed a vast amount of smoking seeping up through the shaft, "nows my chance!" Zen leaped below, he created a crimson gas mask and placed it over his face as he looked around for his comrade, completely unaware of the others.
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 3:17 pm
((YOur attack in invalid Tsu, my back is on the wall...))
C turned and looked, the man had done a great amount of damage to the wall. He extended his arm away from him, forcing the man's hand to break contact. He began to slam him into the wall, continuisly. He, for lack of a better word 'felt' tiny bullets slamming into his armour. Then another, somthing larger hit him in his chest. If a robot could, he would flinch. A now cratering hole on the side of his chest, somthing he had not expecting, but somthing that could be effectively dealt with. He shook his mechanical head and made way through the wall, seeing as it was an eastern hole, and would give him plent of room to run through, still with the man in his hand.
((Sorry rage, your the only thing i got, i can't let you go like, oh yeah, did i miss anybodys attack?))
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 3:17 pm
Arcturus Highwind ((Hey.. just asking, how much damage would a shot from the mini army do? They are aiming at the bot, you said, but since I'm to the side of it, I figure I'd have caught a few rounds. Is it powerful enough to blast through heavy leather jackets? Puncture skin? I mean, they're figurines, so I am thinking about two inch high things myself. Please, let me know what I'm facing for my next post.)) [[Well, the guns are just as poweful as normal guns, with smaller ammo. Think of it as a needle traveling at a little more than a thousand feet per second.]]
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2005 3:20 pm
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