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 Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2004 9:31 pm
((Bad...))
Dev walked out of the armory door sliding shut behind him. He had tried to refigure the codes so that any member with an ID card could get in, but he just didn't have the authorization... yet. He went to find Oxy.
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2004 7:07 am
The best place to look would of course be the attic. That was where Tika now sat on his bed, staring at the wardrobe opposite.
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2004 4:54 pm
*Mark's eyes opened slowly as he stared at the ceiling. Wondering why he was sleeping in the common room again. He sat up and yawned, rubbing his eyes before running a hand through his hair. Is there anything to do around here? He thought considering the job offer since Lios was now dead and everything else in the game wouldn't be so competitive, then again he didn't have clients. The ones he had before are dead now. Mark chuckled slightly, standing up and stretching.*
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2004 5:03 pm
The Azier rolled up outside of 'Kindersley Computers'. Tom gazed at the turrets, standard defence for most mansions in a world like gaia, they were nothing special.
He once again shifted the vehicle out of neutral and into first, then floored the accelerator through the gates and into the grounds.
The turrets immediately opened fire. The gates had moved with no ID card chip present.
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2004 5:27 pm
*Upon hearing gunfire outside, Crim's ears flattened against her head and she buried herself under her covers. When she realized what the noise actually was, though, she suddenly threw off her covers with a sharp yelp and darted to her window. Her eyes widened with shock and fear when she saw the enemy, already prepared to attack right out in front of the mansion.
Cursing loudly, Crim haphazardly tugged on her boots, silently thanking the fact that she had slept in her clothes the night before, and hurridly gathered up some weapons. Her supplies ready, she burst from her room, shouting rather loudly*
ATTACK! THE MANSION IS UNDER ATTACK! ALL MEMBERS PREPARE FOR BATTLE!
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2004 6:16 pm
Being in the attic, Tika did not hear Crim's shouts from the first floor. Well there was a second floor in the way.
He was however, watching out of the front view window. That APC would come in handy after he accidentally destroyed the last one.
He threw on his boots, snapped up Greivance from his nightstand and sifted out of the attic, heading for the garage. He would be able to cut through the mansion, straight to his truck and otherweapons that way.
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Posted: Mon Nov 29, 2004 6:28 pm
*Mark almost freaked out at in the mixture of seeing the huge vechile crash through the gates and Crim's yelling. Mark snapped out of it, unholsting his guns and heading to the windows to see if anyway had gotten out of the vechile.*
*Mike swore as the vehicle demolished the gates and the sound of the turrets firing. He turned to Tom and shook his head, slipping his upper body out the window and leaning out. He began to fire at the turrets the best he could and the best his custom bullets could do.*
((armor piercing bullets do any good? ))
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2004 12:08 pm
Fiddler didn't waste any time, turning quickly he rushed to the armory. The passcode sent to the door, so that it closed behind him.
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2004 6:34 pm
*The Turrets send out a first wave of gunfire. Being careful of their ammon, using what is needed since the targets around in any sort of movement.*
*Mark peered out and noticed some kid firing at the turrets, swearing under his breath. Mark aimed, realizing the bullet was just UV and silver, it would wound but he didn't want to use his 'special' bullets unless he needed to. He swore yet again, also realizing that the kid was nothing more than just a human and supernatural powers. He holstered his left gun, opening the window first and aiming yet again, these having regular bullets. Mark aimed for the kid's left shoulder.*
*Mike was focused on the turrets, heading back in the Azier when a barrage of bullets came his way. He thought the damned things wouldn't stop to reload or if they were going to stop firing.* Damn it.
*Mike took his chance, aiming and firing. Missing the first couple of times. He saw the flaw in his plan and decided to take them down one by one... if he could.*
*Another turret noticed this. Three host, in the large vehicle. One firing. The turret aimed but didn't fire. For some reason, it remained still and just stood there as if watching Mike, waiting to see what would happen. It took notice Mike wasn't that much of a good shot.*
*Mike managed to get one of the turrets to his left (garage entrance side). The turret jamming, smoke rising to the sky and then a small explosion, destroying the turret. Mike was heading in the Azier before the other turrets picked him up.*
*Mark took his chance and fired. The bullet rushed from the PP, being fired to its target. Cutting through the air, heading towards where Mark had made his mark (sp?). He grinned.*
*Mike's ears picked up the sound of a gun firing, but it wasn't the turrets in front of him, but a gun behind him. He made the mistake of turning around at a 180 angle, the bullet coming towards him and cutting through his skin. The bullet hitting his right shoulder, opposite of Mark's first point of shot was.*
*The 2nd turret spun out of its 'hold' state. Getting ready to fire as a 3rd one had begun to fire at Mike. It had gotten ready to fire at him during the split second Mike got shot.*
*Mike yelled at the pain, arching a little. He kept thinking to himself as he rushed back inside the Azier "It's just a flesh wound... It's just a flesh wound." as the bullets ran across the side and passenger door of the Azier*
((for the sake of time passing by))
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2004 4:03 pm
Fiddler was currently in the armory grabbing whatever weapons he could. He was currently looking every three seconds over his shoulder at the security camera. He knew about the Azier, but nothing of its schematics. He looked through the armory for something that could be benificial.
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2004 2:11 pm
Rolling back the plated cover of the bed section of his truck ( pic ), Tika uncovered the EVA. Seldom used since the last time, blowing the crap out of the old APC.
He heaved it from the L200, slotted his arm into the relevant portion, and powered the weapon up. The small display screen read that the unit was at 74% power. Minimal operating capacity, it would pack up quickly if he didn't let it build up the energy it had lost from not being used for all this time.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Tom had already ducked. The Azier was facing away from the turrets, but with a slight bias to the far right gate. He looked to the only weapon stowed in the Azier, a shotgun. And he hadn't brought his own weapons. "Damn... Mike! Cover me!" Tom grabbed the shotgun, kicked oipen the driver's door, and started to sprint towards the mansion.
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2004 2:48 pm
What the..... *Mike was staring over at the window from where the bullet came from. He could see the sillouhette of someone, but not sure who. Mike finally got what Tom said and yelled after him.* Cover you from what?!!
*Mark watched as someone else got out and ran from the Azier with a shotgun. He begun to aim at the man's left thigh. It was a short distance but he was sure he could make it. Mark hadn't yet noticed the second vechile/machine that arrived.*
*Mike remembered about the turrets and watched as Tom left the Azier and winced from his wound. Swearing, he grabbed his guns and popped out through the open passenger window again. Firing at two of the three remaining turrets.*
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2004 2:04 pm
The bullet tore into Tom's leg. He let out an anguished cry of pain, still trudging running as best he could toward the mansion. He was almost at the door when he unloaded a blast from the shotgun into it, the locks blowing inwards before Tom kicked the doors open.
"Police!"
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The EVA was now warmed up to it's peak operation temperature. Tika strayed out of the garage just to the entrance of it. Here he could see the APC(Azier) and tank(DummWap) clearly.
He lowered himself onto one knee, pushing a button on the EVA that extended standing legs. He lined up the weapon with the APC and opened fire. 40mm rounds were launched from the weapon at over 75 metres/second. Almost fast enough to cause an instant hit.
"Cave canem, Matris Prolapsus"
(( Since your character is the only one left in it Mark, you're in charge of what happens to the Azier.
Of, and Tika is saying "Beware of the dog, b***h". ))
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Posted: Fri Dec 03, 2004 4:51 pm
((Aye, Cap'n))
*Mark had stumbled past the window he was standing beside at the blast of the shotgun busting the door. He stared at Tom with wide eyes and aimed with both of his guns at his head. Wishing he hadn't landed on his back and in a better position. He quickly lowered his aim from his left gun to Tom's chest and kept the right at the forehead.* I can shoot you for breaking and entering... Dipshit.
*Mike got the two turrets but had one left. Damn how my shooting sucks, he thought to himself. He turned to his side noticing the EVA unit over at a building next to the mansion. He blinked at it for a moment, before realizing the weapon had begun to fire. Mike thought he wasn't going to get out of there alive, but he thanked to whatever he believed in that he hadn't got shot in any of his legs so he was able to run the best he could. Managing to slip out of the window, roughly, he made a careless land to the grown and sprinted away from the Azier and the barrage of bullets heading to the Azier and the area around it. He tripped from two bullets catching two sides of his left leg and yelled in pain. What was he going to do about getting away from the EVA? That he sure as hell didnt know.*
*The remaining turret swayed a bit, and had focused on firing to the last remaining host in the Azier. Firing at the back of the Azier's open back. The bullets running up from a line on the ground and up the Azier's back.*
((Maybe this'll make DC pay attention.. unless he wants his chara dead.))
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2004 9:24 am
Tom registered the guns carefully. His shotgun was levelled at Mark's head, easily close enough to blow the whole thing to shreds.
"I am a law enforcement officer. There are more of us on the way. We have a lot of heavily armed vehicles, and you have one of them."
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The EVA ceased firing, venting a hiss of steam loudly. The legs retracted as Tika turned and quicly moved back into the garage and to his truck. He dropped the EVA carefully and fumbled underneath the side plate for the magnetic shelf. There, he found the case for his MP-5k, a sub-machine gun with an extended clip of 30 rounds.
He withdrew it from it's padded case, inserted a clip, and took one extra which he slipped into his belt.
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