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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: Thu Jan 29, 2009 9:48 pm
"We need two or three people manually going to the control room for the lockdown, with the rest going to the garage to engage in an entertaining and exciting high-speed chase, with added bullets and explosions intercept them," Devin suggested. "Sound good?"
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 9:57 pm
Jaclyn nodded again. "I'm with the intercept team," she growled.
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 10:04 pm
"I'll go alone, I can run faster than anyone else here. I'm the local Kenyan." Where this had come from was questionable, but it sure sounded like Paul. With that he set off. Oh man, he was fast.
The others set off for the garage and a car chase opposition.
((There will not be a car chase. There will be something different.))
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 10:22 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 29, 2009 10:30 pm
"Come and see lions," Devin muttered. "Let's head down to the garage to get our exciting chase scene stop the those bastards."
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 7:36 am
"I'll leave the crazy car chase interception to you. I'll get to the control room." With that, Lito took off running. Not as fast as Paul, but he was still pretty quick.
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Posted: Fri Jan 30, 2009 8:30 am
((Oh! Saieve!
Also, not Paul, Peter Gurlovich.))
At this point, they were approached by another man - Saieve. "What's going on?" he demanded.
Peter and Lito ran for the control room, but it would take them a minute to get there.
The garage, on the other hand, was very close, according to the convenient map nearby.
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Posted: Sat Jan 31, 2009 4:14 pm
"Is anyone going to answer me or what?" Saieve demanded.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 7:39 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 7:41 pm
((In that case, there is NO way you're catching Serkhov or Alexandrov any time soon. biggrin
Just for being mean to the nice medic!
A medic may be useful, but it should be noted that a. from now on, counters will be far more prolific, since most bullet wounds fester and such, and b. medics primarily stop counters or at least severely slow them down.))
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 7:45 pm
((Hey! Come on! Lito doesn't have the option of answering, he's already gone!))
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 7:51 pm
((Same for Devin, isn't it?))
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 7:51 pm
((Your deal involving Serkhov is closed already. Your relationship is now just based on plot convenience.))
Upon arriving at the control room, Peter and Lito discovered more dead people. This General Jimson was apparently not amongst them, and there were a lot more empty casings than just two people would make killing this many. It looked like a lot of people had engaged in automatic fire out of small assault rifles or submachineguns, perhaps hand guns too. Not everyone who had been in here was dead. Just two or three bodies.
Gurlovich sat down, looking nervous, and started looking for something that might've been a lockdown set-up. It wasn't obvious.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 7:59 pm
Lito checked all of the bodies. After making sure that they were, in fact, dead, he sat down in another chair and began to assist.
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Posted: Sun Feb 01, 2009 8:03 pm
After a minute, they determined that neither of them had the faintest idea how it was supposed to work.
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Devin, Jaclyn, Jack, and... well, Saeive, I guess, showed up at the garage, with whoever I'm forgetting. Who am I forgetting?
There was an occupied vehicle leaving, screeching the tires. They were too late already, lockdown would just shut them in.
There was a conspicuous communicator, an intercom, that looked very much like the sort you would find in just a house. Apparently this General Jimson was a real cheap son of a gun.
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