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May 3, 2017 0:44:11 GMT -5
Post by kingrex on May 3, 2017 0:44:11 GMT -5
 [attr="class","scare"]EAT SHIT AND DIE! [attr="class","scare1"] [attr="class","scare2"] [attr="class","scare3"] [attr="class","scarewords"]Yeah, a real fucking soldier never missed when it counted. Or that's what Rex was telling himself to keep from flopping over in deadly exhaustion and twinging pain. He'd really gotten his ass kicked, and was covered in missing chunks of data; Such awkward battle scars. A few deep breaths would get him ready for what was coming next...
All he had to remember was those good ol' days with grandpa, shooting empty beer cans on the fence in the backyard. He focused in through his scope and counted his targets, and waited for that fine moment when everything lined up. It would sound like a single shot being fired if you weren't paying attention, that's how quickly the Commando fired between shifting targets.
Whatever was left of the goblins would be killed, as long as Drakka had kept them busy like he asked, and they'd be finally free to take a breather from the chaos. The Commando sighed placing his rifle on a shoulder and giving the wolf a lazy grin, “I guess you ain't to bad.. for a furry.” He teased before stumbling back to slide down on a tree to sit.
How low had his HP gotten? Wasn't it suppose to start regeneration now that the battle was over?
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May 3, 2017 9:30:32 GMT -5
Post by drakka on May 3, 2017 9:30:32 GMT -5
One bang, a goblin spiraled away into colorful data. Another, the thing fell over like a ragdoll, all limp and broken. The last one started to look up in time to recieve a bullet, and started to fade...just to make sure, Drakka slashed it into oblivion. They did it. It was won. The NPCS didn't move at first, as if their programming didn't follow how fast they'd been saved, then, an uproarious cheer rose among them. Some rushed over to run past Rex, whereupon a little beep and textbook would declare: Civilian rescued! Still others ran past Drakka and a child even stopped to attempt to pat her on the head, darting away as she snapped at them, the same textbox cheerfully declared again and again: Civilian rescued!Almost immediately, a new, far more triumphant textbox sprung up: Quest Complete! before collapsing into two packets of money, a fine reward. Only then did Drakka allow her transformation to fall. A black-haired girl caught herself, sucking in breath frantically while her body hummed with data attempting to rearrange itself. She wore a furred vest and jeans, and noticeably retained long nails and sharp teeth, whether this was her model or class was up to scrutiny. She glared at Rex's and raised a hand angrily, " Not...furry! Way cooler than those creeps." The words were almost comical, broken up by gasps and puffing. Her head was pounding as she slowly got to her feet, " I-I could...I could really say the same...soldier..." The pain trickled away as her HP started to bubble back up. By the time it was halfway restored, she started to hobble toward the reward, " Get the other...another day done." In another never ending game... She added cynically to herself. Posts: 9/10 kingrex
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May 3, 2017 14:22:59 GMT -5
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May 3, 2017 14:22:32 GMT -5
Post by kingrex on May 3, 2017 14:22:32 GMT -5
[attr="class","scare"]EAT SHIT AND DIE! [attr="class","scare1"] [attr="class","scare2"] [attr="class","scare3"] [attr="class","scarewords"]The man had just regenerated enough HP and steadied himself enough to drag himself up the tree and back on his feet. With a sigh he'd brush away some NPCs that ran his way, “Ehh...Fuck off! Go back your shitty little village!” He'd snap like a dog, rolling his neck and adjusting his shoulders. What a fucking fight that had been!
It was then that Rex settled his gaze on the wolf, surprised at what she'd been hiding all this time behind that transformation of hers. He'd expected some burly muscle woman with a bunch of fur, but instead he got...”You're actually really fuck'n cute, what the hell?” He muttered under a breath, staring the poor gal down in surprise. The soldier probably hadn't even meant to say that, it just rolled out on it's own.
He was quick to recoil into a clearing of his throat and stalk off towards the quest reward as well, “Yeah yeah...Whatever kid.” Rex sighed out as he snatched up a fat sack of currency, the bag quickly disappearing and adding it to his unseen wallet in the digital world. With a sigh he'd reach to ruffle the hair beneath his ponytail, sharp gaze flicked away from the girl...
“Yeah...so...That was alright, I guess. Maybe we can do it again..or..Get drinks...Eh..you're probably not even old enough to drink...Does that even matter 'ere? Never mind! H-here...” Rex rambled before throwing the girl a friend request. Very RARELY did he ever do this, though when he did find someone that was capable of holding their own, he'd try to keep 'em around.
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May 3, 2017 17:03:23 GMT -5
Post by drakka on May 3, 2017 17:03:23 GMT -5
Drakka had an almost comical delayed reaction to Rex's slip of the tongue, jerking upward as few seconds later with the absolute most dumbfounded expression ever, as if Rex had been speaking another language. " Cute?" She narrowed her eyes before shrugging with a blank expression. " Geez, only family can lie like that." The last line was almost whispered, practically just for herself...family was good at lying about things. She snatched up her reward, squeezing thin air as it vanished. All of it faded into data after all, at least there was no mess to clean up. She half-listened to Rex's ramblings, only grumbling a quick, " Almost." in regards to the drinking age comment. Yet the friend request certainly caught her attention. Kingrex, huh? Without too much scrutiny, she tapped in her acceptance. Silently she noted how her friends list consisted solely of his name, was that something to worry about? Never was a problem. " ...mmmm-maybe...never met someone good at fighting like this, uh, don't die." Her words said, she started to trot away, she really needed to lay down... Posts: 10/10 kingrex (Thank you, great thread!)
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May 3, 2017 18:49:49 GMT -5
Post by kingrex on May 3, 2017 18:49:49 GMT -5
[attr="class","scare"]EAT SHIT AND DIE! [attr="class","scare1"] [attr="class","scare2"] [attr="class","scare3"] [attr="class","scarewords"]Well that was it!...Show was over and man was it time to get the hell out of this fucking forest. All Rex could think about was getting himself some god grub and a few beers to drown out this messy encounter. Nearly dying to goblins and having to need help from a wolf-girl weren't his finest moments so far in the game to say the least. But being alive was all that counted...Or that's what he told himself to avoid regret.
The solder adjusted the straps of his weapons and waved a hand over his shoulder towards Drakka as he went to leave, “Yeah..yeah...Same to you kid, I'll catch yeah around.” He muttered lowly before fading away within the tree line. It would probably take him a little while to get back to the town, but the solace of the forest was plenty of time to let things sink in..and give it though.
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[attr="class","s arenotes"]- NSFW!!!!- NOTES:Same! I hope we can thread again soon! drakka [googlefont=Oswald][googlefont=Abel][newclass=.scare]font-size:20px;text-align:center;color:#7f3e96;font-family:oswald;letter-spacing:1px;padding:4px[/newclass][newclass=.scare1]font-size:15px;text-align:center;color:#B03131;font-family:abel;margin-top:-2px;[/newclass][newclass=.scare2]font-size:15px;text-align:center;font-family:oswald;color:#55ce30;margin-top:3px;[/newclass][newclass=.scare3]font-size:20px;text-align:center;font-family:oswald;color:#bdbdbd;border-bottom:2px solid #eaeaea;padding:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.scarewords]font-size:11px;text-align:justify;padding:20px;color:#bdbdbd;[/newclass][newclass=.scarenotes]font-size:10px;text-align:center;color:#a3a3a3;border-bottom:solid 2px #eaeaea;padding:10px;[/newclass]
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