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 Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 10:38 am
Having had his eyes closed at the time while he tried to rest up as much as he can, yII didn't notice yVII entering until he had started laughing. His eyes snapped open and he looked over to see his comrade there, and was relieved to see him well. Hopefully the others were alright too and that those shadow beasts wouldn't be following them into their tent.
"Yeah no kidding," he replied while gingerly sitting up for the meantime. That whole fiasco left him feeling rather sore. There was a pause before he spoke up again, "You did see what I see right? Big flaming hell horse and dozens of shadow beings?"
Just to make sure he wasn't going crazy. After all, he didn't see anyone else in that fog. It could have very well been a moment of insanity on his part. 20 feet tall fire breathing ponies were not supposed to exist too.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 11:53 am
Gamma VIII entering
8 sighed, entering the tent and sitting at a cot by the far end. They needed a plan, they needed something other than to just sit and wait to be killed. She had no doubts now that she had hurt some of her teammates, and they her. This was going to be much more difficult than she thought, if they were headed into monster territory as well as the other teams. It was reassuring to see most of her original survey team intact, but for now her concern was on the only medic. If she could make her an ally, and protect her at the same time, they may just make it out alive.
"We need a plan," she said, turning to Gamma 1, "and I think we should stick together. You can heal wounds, and I have a weapon. I can protect you."
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 11:55 am
"YES that crazy flaming horse and those monsters and AUGH YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY I AM TO SEE PEOPLE!" Gamma Seven stressed rather loudly, the smile on his face apparent by the tone of his voice even through the mask muffling. "I think we should hug it out." He suggested, apparently a lot happier at seeing actual people than Monsters. "Though...I don't know how up to hugging you all are so...mental hugs all around?"
Going a little crazy from relief, Gamma Seven flopped back onto a cot to rest for a little bit, the stress of gas masks, teams, potential death, monsters, flaming hell horses and pendants getting to him. It was too much to process all at once...did he really sign up for this...?
He had just been about to ask about a plan as well, when he heard Gamma Eight talk to someone else. Hmm...
"Alright, so while those two form an alliance, what about the rest of us?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 11:59 am
(( Gamma One entering base tent from Boss Battle (26hp I believe) ))
'Oh gawd.' she slumped to the ground as she entered, shaking her head. What she wanted more than anything was to take her mask off, she felt so restricted but it was the one thing she couldn't do. One rubbed the back of her head, and looked up at Eight who had just spoken to her.
'We need a plan..I suppose that's true, but I can't imagine how to plan for what just happened.' she knew that they needed to form alliances to survive this, especially as her weapon was her fists.
'Protect me? I suppose you could. Why would you pick me though?'
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 12:00 pm
Gamma 8 turned to face the loudest of their compatriots, thinking he was somewhat exuberant considering they had all just been pummeled by an enormous horse and each other. He seemed to be plotting with the others, and that certainly would not stand. To alienate oneself was death.
"More, better weapons are always good," she said, turning to the others, "We just need to make a deal to stay together."
She turned back to 1 then and smiled, not that it could be seen beneath her mask.
"You've given me no reason to distrust you."
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 12:08 pm
12 shrugged lightly. "Honestly, I'm less bothered by the fact we were attacked by a giant flaming ******** than I am by the fact all of my stuff seems to be missing. I have my bag, but my weapon and the medkit have been missing since I woke up."
She paused for a moment, before looking at those who were already back in the tent, quirking a brow lightly. "So who actually dragged me here, anyways?Last thing I remember was hitting the ground and..." she paused, grabbing at her side, just to find the uniform was completely resealed. "...I was bleeding from a stab wound..."
Her face of confusion was masked, literally, though she did cradle her forehead in both of her palms, her brain starting to throb again. Part of her was fully convinced she'd actually died.
Hones to goodness, laying on the ground bleeding all over dead. So what had happened?
"Who dragged me back here, anyways?"
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 12:08 pm
'We were just talking, and wouldn't you do so? There are some amongst us who will stop at nothing to survive.' One looked past Eight and spoke to Seven before nodding at Eight.
'I wouldn't. I know that there has to be thirteen left at the end of this. I want to be one of them, goodness knows I do, but I can't yet see myself out and out killing everyone that I come across.' she looked around the tent and then back at Eight.
'We'll stick together, as best we can.'
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 12:11 pm
It was good to hear that he hadn't imagined that whole spiel. However, the fact that it did exist was a bit unsettling. It made him wonder just what sort of messed up place this island was. Spotting two others come on in, it seemed that the rest of the team was slowly filing on in.
Laying back down and closing to let his body settle a little longer, he thought on what the plan might be.
"For one... going alone is probably a very bad idea," he murmured while trying to iron out his thoughts. He would like everyone to stick together, but a group of twelve wasn't all too practical. It would be nice for them all to survive, but he would have to make due with looking out for whoever he could.
"I'll look out for who I can but.. maybe we should break off into teams of four if possible?" he considered, "The three teams could stay relatively close to one another but... not too close if you get my drift."
Looking towards Gamma Twelve, he added, "... You were here when I came in.. and no one else was here either."
That was.. weird.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 12:17 pm
"Alright," Gamma 8 decided with a nod at 1. To have an ally was comforting, knowing that they were up against death at any moment. She turned then to 2 and 12, familiar faces as well. "I didn't, I just ran. We came in after 2, though..."
Strange. Were they going to forget traveling from one place to another too? How would they ever survive?
"So teams of four... myself, one, ...?" and she looked to the others. They had to make concrete plans or they were all doomed.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 12:28 pm
'I don't know either, sorry Twelve.' One shook her head. The fight was feeling like a bad dream the longer she was in the tent; but given that she felt like she'd been in a battle and been struck several times it probably wasn't.
She looked at the others herself, wondering what they would decide. Would they want to band together? They would have to decide shortly, for who knew what would happen next and when?
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 12:29 pm
It was hard to get comfortable on the cot with his body all battered. The cot wasn't exactly the best thing to be laying on as well. It at least made it easy for him to remain attentive to what was being said. In his silence, he was considering potential teammates. yII hadn't spoken with a chunk of the other gammas just yet so he wasn't sure who he'd be best with.
A part of him wanted to stick near yVII. The guy seemed to be pretty cool from what he had seen. yI might not be bad to have around seeing how she had the bandages..
"Maybe Seven and I could join you. Maybe..." he murmured, still thinking things through.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 12:35 pm
Seven? The loud one? Oh boy. Eight had been somewhat hoping for a reuniting of their survey team, if only because they were the only Gammas she had spoken to, but even then Gamma 3 was not ideal.
"What about you, 12?" she asked, turning to the wounded and confused teammate laid up on a cot. "I remember you saying you could use a medic with your... your..." She couldn't place the name of the weapon for a moment.
"Hitting yourself."
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 1:04 pm
12 made a light face. "To be honest, until I have a weapon again, I'm pretty useless." she answered to the request, seeming to be bothered by the fact that she'd apparently been magicked back to base. How had she gotten there?
Was it another case of amnesia?
"So while being in a group would benefit me, until I have a way to attack without my fists, I'll be pretty useless..." However, she was also at a lack of having a medical kit, so the idea of staying with the bandage-wielder was...keen for her, tapping her chin a few times before sighing a bit.
"then again, I might have more luck with my fists than with an actual weapon. We'd have to see.
But only if you all are willing to put up with my shortcomings at the moment."
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 1:50 pm
Gamma X is entering from the boss fight, and has 17 HP
By the time Gamma X had limped back to the base people were already there and talking amongst themselves, his fellows that he unsurprisingly knew nothing about. He'd been off in a daze when everyone was introducing themselves and thus names had been missed - not that he expected anyone to have names. He would have settled for the numbers that were serving as names for now considering he only knew his, Gamma X, and not the name that may or may not have originally replaced that.
Walking over to the group of three that had gathered to talk, he did his best to ignore the pain in his side where he'd been stabbed. Bleeding to death didn't exactly seem like an amazing idea. "Hey guys. I don't think I had a chance to introduce myself to you. Gamma X's the name, at your service." Of course everyone looked so darn genderless under their masks and suits and what have you but at least their voices gave off some hints.
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Posted: Tue Apr 05, 2011 3:36 pm
Gamma 8 had opened her mouth to speak to 12, but turned when someone else arrived to enter on their conversation. She might have smiled, but nothing was visible beyond the tinted lenses of her mask.
"I'm 8. This is 1, 2, 12, and 7," she said. It was much easier to do it all at once, "We're trying to make plans. Groups of four?"
It wasn't that she honestly cared if the new guy had any input, she was just being polite.
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