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 Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2007 10:10 pm
((Can we please stop bringing in even more random game and movie tech? sweatdrop ))
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2007 9:37 pm
((The GIB, much like the MIB on which it's based, deals with aliens from all over the known universe. Given its sheer size, it is perfectly possible to encounter entities that were hitherto solely in the domain of films and games.
Also, remember the end of Men in Black II, when Tommy Lee Jones kicks in that door and it's revealed that MIB headquarters [and perhaps the entire known universe along with it] is inside a train station locker inside an alternate universe? We can deal with alternate dimensions as well.))
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Posted: Thu Mar 15, 2007 11:06 pm
((I know, its just... the sheer number plots you put into that one post have blown my mind. Don't mind me, The story must go on! 3nodding ))
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2007 6:13 pm
((And go on it shall.))
"Okay, if there aren't any more questions, we should move out already," Agent Murrue said. "Time's of the essense, right? We've got five hours to clear out Section 13, and we can't afford to waste any more time here in the armoury."
With that, Agent Murrue went back out into the hallway and started making her way towards Sector G. She hoped that the others would get the hint and start following her; one agent versus countless numbers of hostile aliens obviously did not favour the unlucky agent who found him/herself in such a conundrum.
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2007 8:13 pm
Phoenix took a deep breath and stepped into the hallway after Murrue. "If we survive I am going to insist some better precautions are taken in case this ever happens again." he said, sticking close by.
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Posted: Fri Mar 16, 2007 9:55 pm
Tso loved the dark. As a rule, he usually thought of it as his friend. A creepy, "One day I'm going to kill you all" kind of friend, but a friend nonetheless. It often enabled him to get the drop on people, but this time he knew it was the other way around. "Grunnies", he thought. "Why did that old crazy fool have to go messing around with grunnies? People liked bunnies. Bunnies were cute, social creatures who had the very endearing quality of not trying to eat your brain. Grunnies were just social and cute; as long as you saw one before it saw you. If it saw you it became a raging whirlwind of green fur and large white teeth spraying saliva everywhere. Buggers wouldn't stay down either, unless you literally ripped them limb from limb." And that, Tso reminded himself was why he carried this six barrelled shotgun.
Suddenly he stopped, frozen in mid stride. A noise! from the vents! Tso brought his shotgun and aimed it at the nearest grate into the shafts. "Come out, come out..." he whispered quietly to himself.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 1:05 am
It was strange error could see what he was doing and comprehend it all but it was if his body had a mind of its own.
Then he saw a green flash shooting down air vent right at him he couldn't see what it was but he was sure it was subject 174/9 not one of the good doctors creations but one of his own it it hit him and then phased right through him.
He could feel it changing him.
This was bad what ever had made the power go down had also powered down the holding cells in section 13.
If they thought things where bad with just one experiment breaking out.
They where in a hell of a lot of danger.
He could feel his DNA being corrupted then it happened he wasn't in control of his body but he could still feel the pain.
As his body reformed itself to compensate for the changes made to his genetics.
Then he passed out.
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Posted: Sat Mar 17, 2007 9:14 pm
SK44 put his tool kit away and followed Agent Murrue. "Okay, I am coming. And if I get through this, I will deneuralize myself just to find out why I thought it would be a good idea to come down here."
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Posted: Mon Mar 19, 2007 6:53 am
(sorry i've been absent guys. i'll try to catch up. and i agree with what tso said, this is getting a bit full of weapon specifications and popular aliens. W00t for grunnies though.)
Draco had been trying to stay out the way since the power had cut out. Now he kept hearing shots fired, and shouts, and growls. And he was sure he smelt... yes... grunnies. Those were a specialty. So, two choices. Stay in wolf shape, and go wild with claws and teeth, or go back human, find a gun, and go wild with that. He sat in a corner and thought about it. It was hard to kill a werewolf, but definately possible, so which form was most useful was a mjaor concern.
But at the same time, since he had joing the GiB, he had practised controlling his shapechanging to a fine degree, slipping out of one form into another fast and smooth. Draco smiled in the darkness. He could pick both. Still in wolf form, he trotted off in what he remembered was the direction of the armoury, glowing animal eyes and sharp canine sense of smell leading the way.
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2007 9:12 am
Zi passed her light to Phoenix, and walked forwad, allowing her eyes to adjust to the darkness. There was a sound coming from above her. The ventalation? It was getting closer.
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Posted: Sun Apr 15, 2007 9:12 pm
Motion! In the vents something strange sat just out of the light, but its dark mass showed slightly as it seemed to quiver in its shadowy hide. Tso aimed at it carefully, hoping not to miss. As he aimed and flipped his selector to fire its entire load at once, it bunched and jumped! It lithely moved past the gun and bit his shoulder, easily piercing the skin. As it ripped at him, Tso thought he could hear its teeth scraping on the bone. He batted it away with his left hand and turned to fire at it with his shotgun in his right.
Running on pure adrenaline and numb to the pain, Tso raised his right arm and fired towards the bouncing form.
The Recoil! Oh gods... it hurt so much! He was dimly aware of his body slipping to its knees and the dark shape bounding away down the hall. His arm fell to his side and his fingers lost their grip on his trusty shotgun and his left arm clutched at the bleeding mess of a shoulder.
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Posted: Sun May 06, 2007 6:21 am
Zi turned to look down the hall. Gun-shots sounded, and the light from the shots were approaching. She flipped off the light. She could see better in the dark. Her eyes adjusted easily, taking in everything. She saw it. A blur of motion being chased by-- Agent Tso. She could see his injured arm, oozing blood... delicious blood-- She had to pay attention. The grunny was within range now. She lifted her weapon and shot once. She got it... or slowed it down at least.
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2007 3:21 am
SK44 quickly fired as well. There was a streak of orange light from the tracer round, but it went to the left of the grunny. "SHOOT! I forgot to align the sights!" He quickly reaimed and fired again, this time hitting the grunny in the front leg.
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Posted: Fri May 11, 2007 10:51 pm
Zi and SK44 had already hit the grunny with several shots from their respective firearms, slowing it down considerably; the crippled zombie rabbit was now easy pickings for anyone who was quick on the draw. Murrue saw her opportunity to nail the hostile with a burst from her M4A1 Carbine and took the shot, fragging it.
"Keep in mind that this is only the first of many hostiles we'll have to exterminate in order to contain this situation," Murrue reminded the rest of the group. "Remember your training. Use high explosives and shotguns against swarms of enemies, fire your automatic weapons in controlled bursts, and never use full-automatic unless absolutely necessary. Understood? Let's proceed, then."
Agent Murrue led the way into the bowels of Section 13's containment facility, M4A1 at the ready. Twenty-seven rounds left in her clip, with a good eight or so reserve clips on her person. There were ammo and weapons caches in the containment facility proper for use in emergencies like this, but even Murrue couldn't remember where they all were; she hoped that the intelligent hostiles hadn't found the caches first.
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Posted: Sat May 19, 2007 7:13 pm
Agent DS had heard gun shots coming from section 13, and they worried him.
"I'd better go check it out..."
He loaded both of his standard issue GIB handguns and proceeded into the infamous section 13. He knew that the grunny experiments were held here and they had a tendency to get loose, there would be no capturing a loose grunny, it was far to dangerous to come in that close of contact with them. This mission would be complete sterilization. Almost immediately he found a grunny hopping around the halls. It wasn't a high threat as it didn't seem to care that DS was even there. He held up his gun and let a round loose into the grunny's head. It fell to its side and twitched a little but stopped moving. DS moved past it but the grunny wasn't dead it sprung at the back of his head it mouth wide open only to meet a pistol barrel to the mouth and a clip of bullets.
"I'm going to need to find some more fire power if I have any chance of meeting up with the others, and with any luck they're headed the same way."
DS knew he wasn't to far from the emergency weapons because he came a diffrent way then the others. The only question was; Could he make it?
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