| Can you select a specific handgun for your profile, by name? |
| Yes, of course! |
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| No, I'm hopeless. |
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| No, what kind of weapons freak could? |
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| POLLWHORE |
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 Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 5:47 pm
((Ah, gay. I have to go set the table.))
It occurred to them that the grenade must've gone down a little ways, since the door opened to a hole. And there was space upwards.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 6:36 pm
Jaclyn set her jaw and walked over to the door, taking great pains to be as quiet as possible. As she walked, she held a hand up toward the others, signaling that they should wait; there wasn't any point in all of them getting attacked for a third time. Or was this the fourth? Anyway, as she neared the door, she brought her gun up and listened hard for a few more seconds.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 6:42 pm
Something wet and red dropped onto the barrel of her gun. When she automatically brought her gun up, she could only see darkness, but no one jumped her. Blood was still dripping down from above. Light was also coming in maybe three or four stories up.
From above came the sound of gunfire. An AK and a couple of XM8s could be identified. Maybe an MP5 too. Something small, it might've been a handgun.
Screams. They didn't have the tone of Pavel's voice.
Good gosh.
Wed April 18, 2012
1535 Hours
Chocolate Rain
Garabetian
Del Rosario
Price
McCulloch
Mendoza
Serkhov [+0]?
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 6:45 pm
"Jesus Christ." Jack muttered. "Poor bastards..."
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 6:50 pm
"F**K!" Jaclyn snarled, spinning around. Even with her training, she couldn't climb up four stories of maintenance shaft. Without pausing to check with the others, she started sprinting back up the stairs.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 6:57 pm
Devin was on Jaclyn's heels, passing her at the second floor up.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 7:14 pm
They were sure going fast, but probably not fast enough.
More gunfire came from upstairs. The AK again, and at least one XM8. There also seemed to be an FN SCAR or maybe an HK416 or just an M4. Maybe even an M16.
Wed April 18, 2012
1536 Hours
Rain
Garabetian
Del Rosario
Price
McCulloch
Mendoza
Serkhov [+0]?
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 7:50 pm
((I'm gonna brb, gotta check out a friend's game he made.))
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 7:50 pm
Jaclyn didn't waste her breath on more cursing; she just sped up even further.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 7:57 pm
Jack was right behind them. He heard more gunfire and snarled like a lion.
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 7:58 pm
Devin continued running, Jaclyn catching up to him. They were neck and neck to the end, when Devin dropped back a little.
((I must go. STARCRAAAFT.))
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 8:05 pm
((OOOOooh! Is it the new one? That was supposed to be out soon, right?))
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 8:33 pm
((Ha! If by soon, you mean, "any time within the near future. Or the future at all. Or...eventually, we dunno", then yes.))
Lito groaned and took off as well, following behind Jack. After a bit, he caught up, then passed him. He was near Devin when they made the stairs.
((Why is my status yellow?))
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 8:46 pm
((Oh. Saddening.
And the yellow is from when he grabbed the gun out of your hand and hit you earlier. I guess.))
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2009 8:55 pm
((Okay. I edited this because I decided that there were waaaay too many irritating ways you people could interpret a question like that. Nevermind, guys.
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