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 Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 8:05 pm
(( Neb Think your chara can give me a hand?))
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 8:06 pm
((OK. Violence was exchanged for a speech. I apologize for the...psychosis attack))
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 8:10 pm
Junta Nova (( Neb Think your chara can give me a hand?)) (( 1. Neb''s not even born yet. 2. I''m kinda stuck meself between a rock and a group of battledroids which seem to want to blow me to smithereens...))
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 8:12 pm
"Target found, ha ha!"
Sigma shot the EMP straight down the tunnel, and his jetpack ran out of charge.
"Time to investigate!"
Dodging stray laser fire, he entered the now dark and desolate tunnel.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 8:23 pm
Frantically, Eta Kaith turned on his scanners and swept his head left to right. Oh in the name of the Force...a Hailfire Droid... he breathed. Over the comm in his helmet, there were frantic yells of chaos from the men around him and the fragments that remained of the Eta strike team. Kaith ran amongst the fallen ARC troopers and picked up a DC-17 with a sniper modification, raiding the soldier's body shamelessly for munitions clips. He slipped them into pouches on his own armor set.
"Medical team, we need a medic here right now!" Kaith looked down at the fallen members of the Eta team and picked up a thermal detonator. He lobbed it into the mass of Battledroids that the Jedi and his troopers were engaging and smiled grimly as the machines erupted in fiery blazes of wiring and sheet metal.
Then he turned his attention to the Hailfire droid, which had to be taken down before any medic could arrive on scene. Taking careful aim, Eta Kaith raised the sniper DC he had acquired and fired off a volley of blasts at a missile in the Hailfire's arsenal. The first two glanced off its armor. The third though found its mark, exploding in its canister. Eta flung aside the sniper Deece and picked up a standard model, screaming in excitement as one of the Hailfire's wheels rolled around on its own before falling over and crushing a few battledroids under its weight.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 8:42 pm
Sigma crept down the dreary little cave and saw that the humongous contraptions used to make battle droids were crackling with the EMP paralysis. He took off his helmet, and ran a hand through his hair. Looking around for the main control ground, he finally found it and opened heavy fire. Deciding to explore a little, he crept along even more, when he suddenly found himself looking into the eyes of a B1 Battle Droid with the word ALPHA painted across it's arm. Stiffling a scream, he realized it was deactivated, and Sigma backed off. He considered firing on it just for the hell of it, but he realized he had no ammo left for his Rifle. Shrugging it off, he hid out at the end of the cavern and glanced his heada round the bend at the carnage ensuing. He was about to exit the cavern when suddenly the ghostly hologram image of Sara popped out of his arm.
"You nearly gave me a heart attack Sara!"
"My voice gives you heart attacks but falling around fifteen feet doesn't? Sarah laughed.
"Oh shut it...you saw that?"
"The entire JetTeam saw it, Sig. The boys are calling you hotshot now, after they saw you with that EMP trick."
Laughing nervously, he ran a hand through his hair and shrugged.
"Well, I am quite a shot.."
"There's such a thing as Self-Esteem Sigma, and then theres something else called Vanity.
"Hey, why have a title if you don't acknowledge it?"
At this, Sara laughed.
"Okay Hotshot, whatever. Anyways, the Arena is pretty much secure now, thanks to you paralyzing the production center, the troops have pretty much rounded them up. Unfortunately, the battle's moving over to a place called the Spire where the Seperatist command is supposedly hiding, and they've got even more troops then they had in the Arena. Good thing is that they're more spread out."
"Allright...I'm coming..hey I just thought of something...if you have my 'dad's genes as half of your genetic makeup, wouldn't that make you my sister?"
Sure...just put your helmet on and get out here...little brother," she added with a smile before disconnecting.
Putting on his helmet, Sigma left the cave and looked for an exit.
((yay...CotGCW refrence..the droid i executed for being a numbnut! Oh, and if DA or AC or someone is reading this stuff, the Sara character can be taken over if you want.))
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 8:50 pm
As soon as Eta finished looting the fallen ARCs' bodies, stuffing ammo clips and various weapons into every strap and pouch he could, he recieved a comm signalling that the Arena was cleared. A set of gunships appeared right on cue, with medics streaming out of one to take care of the fallen troopers. Eta leapt aboard another gunship, which took off and began heading towards the Spire. He smiled- aside from a ding in his chest panel which he had recieved from the flying pieces of the Hailfire Droid, he was in extremely good shape...and he had just replenished his weapons and ammo supply. I'll need all those too he thought, caressing the stock of anti-armor Deece that he had started out with at the beginning of the skirmish.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 8:59 pm
Theta 231 was stuck between a droid squad and a rock hard place.
"Umm... Bye!" He shouted, scrambling over the rock, as a blaster caught his foot.
"YYYEEAAAOOOUUCCCHHH!!!" He screamed out. A person's foot is definately a painful place, and getting it shot is much worse than anything most people can imagine.
231 pulled out his onbolt caster, firing it over the rock randomly, with his eyes closed. Fortunately, the droids were near enough that they caught the electricity, as all but one dropped over from electricity.
The last one crept cautiously around the rock, as a fusion torch rammed into its face, giving it a burn only a droid could understand.
"I wouldn't be suprized if the Republic owned these droids, and sent them after me to kill me for my knowledge."
But just then, 231 noticed what was on his side of the rock.
"Droidekas... Does it get any better?" he stated. Suddenly, he realised he said that out loud, as the droidekas crablike walk turned towards, him, as he scuttled back around the rock.
"Theta 231 down, and pinned under heavy fire, need medical attention and cover fire.." He shouted over the com. But then his paranoia kicked in. "Wait... that's what they'd want to know... I gave my position away now.... better bandage up my foot as good as I can before I die. Why is it always me?"
((I'm trying to model 231 after Yossarian from Catch 22, if anyone hasn't noticed by now...))
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 9:02 pm
((for some reason, Sigma keeps reminding me of Johnny from the Fantastic 4..though I didn't originally model him that way, he was /supposed/ to be like Iceman from X-Men.))
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 9:04 pm
((Nah... you're not the human torch. You're not arrogant enough.. Trust me, Jonny storm was a real a*****e in the comics, the movie made him almost nice...))
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 9:07 pm
Eta's gunship suddenly swerved off to the right.
"'ey pilot, 'ere we goin? Spire was jus' up ahead!"
"We received a transmission requesting assistance, and it's not too far from here."
Eta shrugged and practiced lifting his rifle up quickly and aiming down its sights. Lift, aim. Drop. Lift, aim. Drop. Lift, aim, halfway squeeze on the trigger...drop. Looking down, he noticed a trooper who was caught pinned by Droidekas.
"nee....kzzzzhhhshhhhh....over fire." Eta heard over the comm. He looked down again.
"Tch." He set his Deece to full power blasts and lay on the edge of the lowering gunship, sniping out the Droidekas as they lowered. He let the gunship's gun placements take out the shields before moving in for the kill, blasting the droids to shrapnel.
"GET ON!!" He yelled to Theta.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 9:16 pm
"How do I know that you're not imposTERS?!>?" Theta stated, as he tripped trying to sprint to the gunship. Feet hurt alot when shot...
He managed to grip onto the ship, as it began taking off without him fully aboard. He flailed his legs, and since his feet no longer needed to be on the ground, pulled himself into the ship.
"Thank you... Names Theta 231... wait... that's what they want to know... Um.. Darn... Does anyone have a... uh... so slleppy.." Theta commented, beginning to sleep as soon as the medic injected him.
"AUGH! POISON!" He screamed out, before going completely under, as the medic looked at Eta, twirling his finger around his ear.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 9:22 pm
Eta slipped off his helmet and grinned.
"And I'm Eta Kytherra, or just Kaith for short." Then the trooper went under.
The fellow was paranoid alright, but paranoia was a good trait in a soldier- always need to stay alert and suspicious on the battlefield. Eta now practiced his drawing technique with his pistols, the Deece laying across his lap. He spared a glance over at Theta 231 as the gunship began to land in the Spire.
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 9:25 pm
(( i read the comics, he was an a*****e most of the times, but when he was nice he was like Sigma. and yeah, the movie did make him seem too nice, though it was pretty good.))
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Posted: Mon Aug 29, 2005 9:29 pm
((true. But still, I probably got a cooler attitude... Can't even trust his own teammates, or even teh republic... Sort of liek the Question off of the Justice League Unlimited tv show.))
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