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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 28.August.15, 12:43 PM | Message # 351 |
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| "I think we're invisible Gunter," Carly commented, looking up at him. "Do you think we're invisible?" She queried. Gunter just laughed.
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 28.August.15, 12:56 PM | Message # 352 |
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I looked at Carly and said "I can see you...it's just...I don't trust Aaron. Something about him is bothering me..."
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| Equinox | Date: Fr, 28.August.15, 1:04 PM | Message # 353 |
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| "Probably me pointing a gun at you." I remarked from the other room.
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 28.August.15, 1:04 PM | Message # 354 |
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| Carly rolled her eyes. "Take a joke old man. I mean come ON."
(Okay this is really REALLY slow, permission to do something?)
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| Equinox | Date: Fr, 28.August.15, 1:06 PM | Message # 355 |
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| (Perhaps we can actually organize leaving)
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 28.August.15, 1:09 PM | Message # 356 |
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| (But I wanna do something FUN)
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 28.August.15, 1:15 PM | Message # 357 |
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| (Yes, let's get the hell outta the planet and have people go pew pew at them.)
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| Equinox | Date: Fr, 28.August.15, 3:16 PM | Message # 358 |
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| (Time to battle giant crabs and board enemy spaceships in space)
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 28.August.15, 3:41 PM | Message # 359 |
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| "Can we just leave? If he's not going to come, that's not my problem." Nova asked.
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 28.August.15, 6:03 PM | Message # 360 |
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| (I'm waiting for my permission Dillon)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Fr, 28.August.15, 8:17 PM | Message # 361 |
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| (Pends on what that something is?)
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 28.August.15, 11:42 PM | Message # 362 |
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| (DEATH DESTRUCTION ATTACK I honestly only made Gunter so he could die)
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Fr, 28.August.15, 11:45 PM | Message # 363 |
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| (O.O seriously?)
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| Narutard | Date: Fr, 28.August.15, 11:50 PM | Message # 364 |
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| (Mhmm)
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 29.August.15, 10:26 AM | Message # 365 |
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| (Dillon. C'mon man I'm waiting)
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| Dillon0909 | Date: Sa, 29.August.15, 11:00 AM | Message # 366 |
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| (I'm on the fence on it...I like Outcast with his gear...)
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 29.August.15, 11:09 AM | Message # 367 |
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| (It's just that we want some action in this already. Like the Krogan or UAP (or both) finds them at the planet and launches an attack or something because it's kinda getting really slow.)
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 29.August.15, 11:21 AM | Message # 368 |
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| (Give me five minutes and I'll show you something okay? I'm washing clothes right now)
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 29.August.15, 11:28 AM | Message # 369 |
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| (Ah uh OK)
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 29.August.15, 11:53 AM | Message # 370 |
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| (Here, you wanna know what I want to happen? Lemme show you)
Carly froze mid conversation with Gunter. That was the sound of warships, meant to be near silent but when they boosted her ears, they fucked themselves over with that. She stood, walking to the window and pulled the curtains to the side slightly. Her blood practically froze. Four warships, filled with soldiers. Soldiers that were spilling out onto the sand and surrounded the house. She stumbled back and turned, her eyes wide. “We have to go NOW,” She said quietly.
At that moment the door went down. Carly dove into Gunter, pulling him behind the couch and grabbed the knife hidden in her boot. It was only one soldier now, a soldier on very high alert now that he had seen them. He was lifting his radio to call backup and Carly sent the blade flying. He choked on his words as it sliced into his throat and Carly dragged Gunter and Nova deeper into the facility. “This is very, very bad,” She said, trying to keep them moving. Weapons, weapons, where did that damn bird put her weapons! Ah, she dashed into the room they had been before and quickly began to strap herself into her weapons. Bow and arrows, hip holster gun, three more knives, flares, everything was still here thank goodness. “Here kiddo.”
She knelt in front of Nova and pressed a knife into her hand. “You know how to protect yourself right?” She asked and Nova nodded slightly. Carly’s adrenaline was running high. Protect Gunter, Protect the kid. She had no doubt mecha guy and the old man could protect themselves fine. Speaking of the fighting duo. “Best plan of action?” She asked and Outcast grumbled, looking around. Diablo was gather his medicinal supplies, Outcast worrying about his tinker toys. Carly cursed and turned to Mecha guy. Nathan? Aaron. She didn’t really remember. “And you?” He launched into some computer generated plan of action and Carly just shushed him, shushed everyone and closed her eyes and concentrated. “They’ve all fanned out, some have gotten into the facility. The warships are mostly empty minus operations crew. Our best bet is to steal one of those because they’re stocked for months of survival for several people. So you get what you want and you get what you want from your ship, I’ll hold them off with some well placed shots,” Carly cocked her gun and spun into the hallway, firing off a few rounds. At least seven guys fell. “HURRY UP NOW!”
Time passed, Carly burned through her bullets but they were good to go. Outcast had most of his stuff but he wasn’t counting losses well. Aaron, or at least she hoped it was Aaron, was only carrying two boxes and Nova had pretty much nothing. Gunter had managed to put a somewhat protective shield around everyone but he was looking a little fidgety. Carly pulled him aside. “What’s your problem?” She asked and he shook his head. “I’ll tell you later,” He smiled and she sighed. “Okay, let’s make a break for this ship,” Carly nodded and they ran. And fought like hell.
Once they were outside it was worse. Surrounded, bullets everywhere, but the shields were working for the most part. Gunter seemed strained as they pushed further. Carly was deadly, leaping, twisting, knives in sides, throats, heads, hearts, man after man fell. Lightning sparked as Outcast destroyed entire groups and BASS in action…it was astounding. Soldiers flew through the air as Nova simply glared at them. They were an impressive team, and not 10 feet from the warship. Nova got there first and from the sounds inside, the operations crew weren’t fairing well. Outcast went next, followed by Diablo when disaster struck. She heard him before she saw what happened. A bullet, straight into his calf, and Gunter was on the ground. Many of the soldiers pursuing them turned to him. A distraction. Carly began to rush for him but was pulled back by Aaron, his metal arm hard around her waist. “NO!” She screamed, struggling. “GUNTER!” She pulled, fighting, but could only watch in horror as bullet after bullet hit him. He smiled weakly at her and mouthed go.
“NO!” She screamed as Aaron pulled her onto the ship. The door shut in her face and it lifted into the sky, flying off quickly. Outcast clicked a button and a resounding boom echoed below them. Through the porthole, smoke rose from the remains of the research facility and three destroyed warships. Carly sank to her knees, tears running over her face. Gunter…Gunter had…he had given them stronger shields at the sacrifice of his own. Gunter was…Gunter was dead. Nova crouched beside Carly, hugging her arm tightly. “I’m so sorry…but we had to. If we had stayed, no one would have made it. He sacrificed himself for us…” The worlds floated over her. Gunter was gone. Her rock, her best friend…
Gone.
(This is loss for most everyone. Carly loses Gunter, Aaron loses his ship, Outcast loses his base and some of his stuff. Mutual need for survival brings them together and now they have something in common, how the fuck did they find them and why was Aaron a target in all of that? I apologize for using your characters but I needed a demonstration. If you would not like to do this that is fine but I believe we should take a vote)
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 29.August.15, 11:59 AM | Message # 371 |
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| (I likey!
Though I dunno how Aaron will fare being called Nathan... :P )
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| Equinox | Date: Sa, 29.August.15, 12:45 PM | Message # 372 |
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| (Just a note, Aaron isn't a robot at all, he's basically a meta-human on life support.)
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| Ilovedogs2 | Date: Sa, 29.August.15, 12:48 PM | Message # 373 |
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| (Aka the answer is yes for the above attack)
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| Narutard | Date: Sa, 29.August.15, 12:52 PM | Message # 374 |
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| (Yeah I know! I was just writing it from Carly's point of view)
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| Equinox | Date: Sa, 29.August.15, 12:56 PM | Message # 375 |
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| (And after finishing reading, I can about agree on it. For Outcast, there's always the possibility of coming back in the future to take back the research facility, Aaron is a survivor sort of guy, he'll just steal another ship in the future, Nova didn't have much to start with, and Carly's revenge is an open-served dish.)
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