May 20, 2017 13:34:33 GMT -5
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May 4, 2017 17:42:42 GMT -5
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Post by kingrex on May 4, 2017 17:42:42 GMT -5
 [attr="class","scare"]EAT SHIT AND DIE! [attr="class","scare1"] [attr="class","scare2"] [attr="class","scare3"] [attr="class","scarewords"]It was probably midday, but it was hard to even tell that with the thick canopy of trees and fog that consumed the swampy Hollow. The soldier was knee deep in nasty, sloshing through the unpleasant terrain in search of something...or someone. The unsettling crunches and groans from all corners didn't help to ease his nerves either.
He'd take a moment to reach behind him, grabbing something that formed within a flutter of data. A UAV drone was called on, and the aerial support hovered around idly by the Commando. “Recon Protocol...” Rex muttered lowly under a breath. The drone transformed within a similar shift of moving data to something sleek and undetectable.
If this had been just a quest, the tensions probably wouldn't of been to high, but this was something far more dangerous and unpredictable. What was probably worse, was that he was attempting to do it on his own, and for what reason? He was no hero, and never wanted to be one either...
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May 4, 2017 20:32:16 GMT -5
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May 4, 2017 20:30:16 GMT -5
Post by towns on May 4, 2017 20:30:16 GMT -5
쉽다 What reason indeed, why would anyone want to be in the hallows? That was a similar question for Towns as well. The thought of passing time just shooting whatever fell into his scoop seemed like a decent way to pass time. He spent most of his time in one spot, occasionally moving once and awhile through the slaw of the swamp. At perhaps his third position of the day, this time up in a tree, he caught the noise of something moving to his left. It was more then just the ambient sounds of the hallows. Scanning the area, his eyes landed on a familiar figure. A man that he recognized from the raid. Being the first person he had seen all day, Towns smirked. He let out a small bit of breath as he took a shot towards him, not close enough to hit him, however it did catch his attention. The light ringing sound of a gunshot as he waited to see what he would do. kingrex MADE BY MINNIE OF WICKED WONDERLAND
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May 5, 2017 16:25:02 GMT -5
Post by kingrex on May 5, 2017 16:25:02 GMT -5
[attr="class","scare"]EAT SHIT AND DIE! [attr="class","scare1"] [attr="class","scare2"] [attr="class","scare3"] [attr="class","scarewords"]Y'know if it had been at any other time, Rex probably wouldn't of been so jumpy, but because he was on this hunt out in the middle of a fucking swamp, he damn well lost his shit when Towns shot at him. The powerful round exploded against a tree he was walking past and left him dipping his head and hiding behind it, heart racing.
“Fuck! Fuck!” The Commando growled under a breat before peeking out a corner of his gaze and calling for his drone to inspect where the shot came from. The link he shared with his unmanned machine allowed him to spot just who he was dealing with....It was that shooter guy from the raid, what the hell?
The soldier stepped out from the tree giving the guy a toothy frown of distaste, “The fuck is wrong with you?! Jesus!” He snapped, brushing blonde bangs from his eyes and approaching the guy. “yeah 'bout gave me a fucking heart attack! Why the hell are you out here anyways? Did you hear about it too?” He questioned, folding his arms to his chest after shifting his rifle behind him.
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May 6, 2017 18:50:46 GMT -5
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May 5, 2017 19:20:22 GMT -5
Post by towns on May 5, 2017 19:20:22 GMT -5
쉽다 What reaction the blonde guy had, it was such a treat that the dark haired man couldn't help himself. For the next few moments, towns burst out into a laughter that filled the air of the swamp. "You're fucking f-face..." He spoke out as he rested his rifle on his arm as he kept laughing. "Oh...oh my god... I-I'm cry-" Towns interrupted himself as he couldn't contain all of his laughter. Finally after letting himself calm down, he looked down at the blonde with a smile from his tree post. "I'm just out here to really...get some stuff out of my system? Blow off steam? Whatever you wanna call it really." He let himself down and hopped before the guy as he slung his own rifle over his shoulder. The airy disgusting musk of the swamp filled the air as he crossed his own arms at the fellow gun nut. "As for if I have heard of anything. Not at all, I've just taken pot shots at things here and there since..." Towns took a pause for a second as he did some math on his brain. "About 3 hours now? I don't know dude, been here since this morning though. What are you out here for?" He asked as he leaned back against the nearby tree. A bit of sharing of information wouldn't hurt anyone. kingrex MADE BY MINNIE OF WICKED WONDERLAND
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May 5, 2017 22:03:25 GMT -5
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May 5, 2017 22:02:36 GMT -5
Post by kingrex on May 5, 2017 22:02:36 GMT -5
[attr="class","scare"]EAT SHIT AND DIE! [attr="class","scare1"] [attr="class","scare2"] [attr="class","scare3"] [attr="class","scarewords"]The commando's eye visibly twitched with frustration at the sharpshooter. He really wasn't in the mood for bullshit, “You little...” He hissed under a breath before the shady fucker went on to explain what he was up. Seemed it was just more or less them stumbling into one another for the time being, though he could have been lying...
“You didn't see any other players out here, did you?” Rex asked with a cautious seriousness, glancing over a shoulder before giving the guy his narrowed blues, “...You probably wont believe me, but apparently there's some fucking nutcases that kidnapped a kid, a -real- one...” He paused to let that sink in for a moment...
“Had some girl freaking out on me, begging me to find her little brother. She said he was taken by a small party of players...Real worried they were going to hurt him or...Worse I guess.” He sighed before reaching to scratch the hair just under his ponytail, eyes flicking to a side, “I don't think there's many people with enough balls to PK, but maybe that's what I'm dealing with here...”
Rex folded his arms to his chest then and gave the sharpshooter another cold glare, “So you should fuck off, and give me room to work. This is serious, I mess up and that kid could be dead.” The soldier fussed, not even considering that a punk ass like Towns would even be willing or able to help him in such an endeavor.
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May 9, 2017 15:55:22 GMT -5
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May 6, 2017 19:17:08 GMT -5
Post by towns on May 6, 2017 19:17:08 GMT -5
쉽다 Maybe he could be lying, perhaps another time or a place he would have thought of it. But if Towns really was just out here to kidnap some children or whatever, it would have been a complete waste of time. If not for the fact that all the time he had already spent out here had been a waste of time. Towns heard him out as his expression got serious, nodding along as explained why he was out here in the first place. Once the fellow gunslinger finished, he let out a small sigh as well as a shake of his head. "That is serious, kidnapping is one thing. But potentially killing another...then I guess I should let you know this." While his memory was not the best, he did recall spotting a few players earlier in the day. "I did see a few guys off in the distance that way." Towns pointing towards the north of where the two stood. "That was about a hour ago, there might still be time if you can track them. But!" The sniper hesitated and pushed off the tree he leaned against. Towns let a smirk grow on his face, arms still crossed towards the commando. "As much as I'm sure you are capable of taking care of this, I am going to go with you. Just. In. Case." He did give him the general direction of where the potential pkers might be, it was only far for him. kingrex MADE BY MINNIE OF WICKED WONDERLAND
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May 8, 2017 16:46:40 GMT -5
Post by kingrex on May 8, 2017 16:46:40 GMT -5
[attr="class","scare"]EAT SHIT AND DIE! [attr="class","scare1"] [attr="class","scare2"] [attr="class","scare3"] [attr="class","scarewords"]The Commando's eyes flicked towards where Towns had pointed him. So the guy -did- know something, huh? He was being cautious about trusting this shady sniper, maybe he was involved and was baiting him into a trap. More reason he didn't want him to tag along. But he seemed the type to not take no as an answer, so there was at least a gamble he could end up being on his side...
“Look whatever, but I make the fucking calls here, alright?” Rex snapped taking a few steps towards the guy, back stiff like he was sizing him up before he tilted his head a little with a show of sharp teeth, “I ain't above killing you, just in case...” He taunted before slowly turning away, his aerial drone hovering somewhere above them in silence.
He'd lead them towards the north, hoping this guy wasn't bullshitting or forgetting just where he'd seen the other players. Hell they might not of even been the ones he was looking for in the first place. As they sloshed through the swamp he'd tilt a look on the sniper, “...Did yeah ever shoot before we got trapped in here? Like with real guns?” Rex asked, trying to peg the guy's experience. It was easy to kill people when they were respawning, but he'd need someone capable of worse..if it happened.
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May 10, 2017 21:38:25 GMT -5
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May 9, 2017 16:08:18 GMT -5
Post by towns on May 9, 2017 16:08:18 GMT -5
쉽다 Towns let a eyebrow raise as the commando demanded he lead the charge. "Aye aye captain. I'll cover your six then, yeah?" He said as stood at attention, arms still crossed at him. He gave the general direction and was perfectly okay with him leading the way. What he wished was that the encounter was in a much more...clean place. The swamp was not one of his favorite places to be, only to hunt. Trudging through the area behind Kingrex, he let his rifle hang across his back. Keeping an eye on where he was stepping, he imagined a swamp monster would not be out of character for this world. Not taking his eyes off where he stepped, the black haired sniper spoke up. "Not really, I was a major player of these games. Occasionally I played FPS games at a competitive level." Speaking the through, he was addict to games and his lack of social skills showed in this. "You did... Mr...?" Shooting the question back at him as well as inquiring on a name. Not just his username that he could see across his interface, but perhaps just getting a first name would loosen the tension. kingrex 4/7 MADE BY MINNIE OF WICKED WONDERLAND
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May 9, 2017 18:48:39 GMT -5
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May 9, 2017 18:47:51 GMT -5
Post by kingrex on May 9, 2017 18:47:51 GMT -5
[attr="class","scare"]EAT SHIT AND DIE! [attr="class","scare1"] [attr="class","scare2"] [attr="class","scare3"] [attr="class","scarewords"]
“So you were a fuck'n nerd huh?” Rex toyed with a breathing laugh, a small smirk on his lips as he tilted a look towards the man as they trotted forward through the messy terrain, “...Carlo, and yeah...I was in the Marines. Had a few guys tell me they picked up those shooter games trying to cut the edge from being back from the field.” He explained lowly.
Towns was the second person who'd asked for his name, and as much as he didn't think the guy deserved it, he still thought it was better than losing himself to something as useless as a gamertag. He didn't want to die with a bullshit alias. The aerial drone hovering above them would Alert Rex to something then, the Soldier instantly pulling his weapon up just in case...
Fresh enough footsteps that it could highlight them for the Commando and give them a better direction, “Guess you weren't lying, someones been here...” He muttered lowly before nudging his head in the direction they'd be going. Thankfully the thick swamp would end and they'd be back on solid ground, though it was still moist and unforgiving.
The forest around them was dense and tangled with vines and natural growth that made every step forward a risk. A thick smoke could be seen dangling above the canopy if you looked close enough, and eventually they'd be able to spot a large and crude looking hut of old wood limbs with a chimney, like something you'd find witches in.
Rex would hide himself behind some bushes, inspecting the building before turning to see the Sniper, “Hey...you think you can find a good spot to give me overwatch? We'll make a private chat so we can keep the advantage here...My drone is counting four inside, I don't think they know we're here.” He suggested lowly, just outside a whisper...
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May 12, 2017 14:39:04 GMT -5
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May 10, 2017 22:04:09 GMT -5
Post by towns on May 10, 2017 22:04:09 GMT -5
쉽다 In a way he was, Towns would consciously admit to, a fucking nerd. But a damn good one, notoriously good at not only online games of this caliber. He was skilled at the reaction works of guns, the sniper always was a satisfying tool of death. Now with a real one in his hands, the pleasure was only greater. "Semper fi." Giving a small quip of understanding to Kingrex's military background as the two advanced. In crouching onto the hut, the sniper Towns visibly shook his head at Kingrex. Not speaking a word to him as he began to scale up one of the nearby tree around the clearing of the hut. He looked down to the commando taking charge, and pulled up his interface before typing away.
'I need the position of the boy, if it isn't too late that is.'
'I can take out only a few, but you need to be in there to make sure that kid is safe.'
'Pm where they are in the building, over your drone around the spots so I know where to shoot.'
'Windows aren't clear enough to see through.'He was directly taking back whatever agreement the two had made earlier. However Towns had a point to be made, a assault rifle like the one that Rex carried would be hardly efficient if the two just lit up the place. They needed to agree to something tactics wise, otherwise it could back fire and that kid might not make it out alive. kingrex 5/7 MADE BY MINNIE OF WICKED WONDERLAND
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May 12, 2017 12:16:22 GMT -5
Post by kingrex on May 12, 2017 12:16:22 GMT -5
[attr="class","scare"]EAT SHIT AND DIE! [attr="class","scare1"] [attr="class","scare2"] [attr="class","scare3"] [attr="class","scarewords"]Rex grinned when the man teased his military background. As much trust as he lacked for the sniper, he seemed more than capable than helping him out on this given he wasn't a traitor. Sharp sky blues flicked again to the building before he held out his forearm as if he was checking the time. His other digits tapping along it as a hologram popped up to display commands he could give his drone.
He knew it was capable of assisting party members, but to what degree? After a few clicks on his menus he'd actually transfer control over to Towns. The man would be able to control it, and even see what it saw. “Here...Don't break it, alright? You can switch it to Attack mode if shit gets sour...Just don't blow me or the kid up.” He explained before standing up from the brush and taking a breath.
“...I don't think we'll be able to tell which one is the kid until I get inside. I wanna try something else too.” He muttered before turning again to throw the guy a private chat invite. Again this was something he'd never done before, so he hoped for the best. “Hey....Can you hear me?” Rex's voice would echo in Towns' mind, and his mouth wasn't moving to reflect the sounds made.
But that was only if he accepted the invite. “Alright, go find your perch fuckboy...Once you're set up I'll go knocking on their door, and play it dumb. I don't want to get them to excited, yeah?” He'd give a small grin before nodding and turning to face the hut again. When Towns got into his place he'd start a casual walk towards the building with his weapons slung at his back, mind working out just how this was going to throw down.
[attr="class","s arenotes"]- NSFW!!!!- NOTES:Sorry I didn't post sooner! I missed this thread. It looks like we should be OK to finish it in time for golden age though! towns [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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May 12, 2017 18:06:54 GMT -5
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May 12, 2017 15:01:20 GMT -5
Post by towns on May 12, 2017 15:01:20 GMT -5
쉽다 What surprised Towns was how simply with a few menu controls, the drone Kingrex had previously now obeyed his commands. This was a great help as well as a new toy for him, something to give him a idea in the future. As he continued to talk, Towns already had moved the drone near to the hut, its own camera displaying on the side. Another pop up appeared in the corner of his view, he clicked it mindlessly. As he tried to get a better idea of who was in the hut, a voice echoed in his mind. There was pause as Towns looked back towards the commando. "This is...different." He replied mentally, it was feature he wasn't even aware of. Taking the drone and scanning around, he got some sort of idea where the four where. Still the issue was that he had no idea which was which. That part needed visual confirmation. Towns gave a small smirk back to Kingrex as he let his part of the plan start. In the mean time he let the drone hover just left of the door and began preparing to take fire with the rifle. "Ready when you are, let me know when to put this asshats out of their misery."kingrex 6/7 ahh almost there! MADE BY MINNIE OF WICKED WONDERLAND
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May 12, 2017 17:55:42 GMT -5
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May 12, 2017 17:44:13 GMT -5
Post by kingrex on May 12, 2017 17:44:13 GMT -5
[attr="class","scare"]EAT SHIT AND DIE! [attr="class","scare1"] [attr="class","scare2"] [attr="class","scare3"] [attr="class","scarewords"]Rex stopped at the hut's door, taking another breath and rolling his head a little. He'd settle a cold stare forward, “Here we go.” He muttered in their private channel, raising a half gloved hand to bang on the door and put on a cocky and lazy expression. He could already hear muffled voices and what sounded like someone crying..or begging, whatever.
The voices stopped and after a few seconds the door would rush open and Rex would have a ghostly and ethereal like blade jabbed at his neck. He faked a surprised look, hands jetting up in a pleading mercy, “Wow! Woow! What the fuck, man?” Carlo rambled, catching a glimpse of the first asshole they were dealing with...
Sure enough he was a player, though his level was certainly nothing to worry about. He was a smaller guy with gray hair and noobish looking robes with brief breaks of plated armor. Some kind of...ghost weapon summoner? Rex wasn't really sure, nor did he care. “This house is owned, you need to leave!” The young man hissed out.
Rex let a grin slither to his face and he edged his neck away from the sword some, “Yo, that's cool man! I'm just here for directions...seriously.” As he talked he'd peer over the man's shoulder to see if he could catch a glimpse of anyone else inside, sadly he couldn't see much yet. Before the ghostly guy could respond there came a shrieking cry from inside, “P-please help me! They're going to kill me!”
“Bingo, he's in there...” Rex chatted towards Towns.
“...Bring him inside, hurry! We can use him too..” There was a second voice now from behind the door, and before Rex could even bullshit something else he was snatched up by the front of his vest and yanked inside. Something hard nailed him in the back of head, stunning him briefly, and then there was a tightness around his body that bonded him from moving.
When he got his senses back he'd been dragged into the central room of the crude living space, and put to lean against a wall. A tight black chain had been wrapped around his body, leaving him entirely unable to move. Though at least now he had eyes on everyone. There was a dude at his side dressed in cloth armor and wearing a mask, similar chains from his body were wrapped at his wrists.
Across the room and towards the back leaned a sinister looking boy with wavy charcoal hair and an odd marking around one of his eyes. The lazy and dead expression he carried was enough to let you think the worse of him. The last goon was a nobody in leather armor with a sword on his back, all of their levels were below average... until it came to the dead fish faced guy...
He was maxed level, which was ridiculous to even consider. This game was insanely hard to level in, probably exactly what they wanted knowing people would be spending so much time here. The boy they'd been searching for was dead center of the room, laying on his side and bound heavily in chains, a strange symbol beneath him. He was crying and wiggling in fear, mouth now covered by a thick chain. The look he was giving Rex begged him for salvation.
“...What the fuck is this?” Rex snapped to the group, “...Why're you doing this?!” He added, trying to sound as panicked as possible. The man in chains was quick to kick him in his ribs, “Shut up! We-” He was interrupted as the charcoal haired boy approached and held a hand up towards him.
“Ohh...lost, is that what you told him?” The strange boy muttered towards rex in a dry and lifeless voice, leaning down to inspect the Commando. The look he gave was deep, and the Soldier had a hard time looking him in the eyes, as if he was tearing away pieces the longer he looked, “...You came for the boy, didn't you? Nobody else has ever found this place...I'm glad you did however. You'll save us another trip.”
Carlo's eyes widened briefly before he clenched his teeth in a snarl, “Fuck off, you bitch!” He snapped. The obvious leader gave the soldier a coy smile before turning around and walking towards the boy on the ground, “I'm going to start, keep an eye on him...” He finished before triggering some kind of incarnation that had the symbol on the ground lighting up, and the boy crying in agony.
“Fuck, this isn't good! Who the hell are these guys? The one with black hair is their leader...The guy with chains is obviously what's keeping me locked up...The other two are probably just security.” Rex's gaze flinched with his internal conversation with Towns, “...I'm leaving it up to you, whoever you wanna shoot first, go for it...But if you back out now, that kid is probably going to die, and so am I. You understand?” He threatened.
He knew Towns wasn't a -real- soldier like himself, but that didn't mean he didn't have the guts to kill if his self confidence and resolve was high enough. People shot people all the time out there, right? This was going to be no different...
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May 12, 2017 20:37:00 GMT -5
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May 12, 2017 18:40:01 GMT -5
Post by towns on May 12, 2017 18:40:01 GMT -5
쉽다 Towns took a pause, allowing himself to wait through scoped vision. It took minutes for him to adjust his rifle, the small click of nobs on his scope as he kept trying to balance his vision perfectly. He watched from a far as Carlo knock and visibly threatened with some sort of spectral knife. The sniper knew he would be fine, if the child was still in there like they hoped then there would been a great chance that his partner would survive as well. As soon as the door shut, Towns began to move and readjust himself. Letting himself sit with his back pressed against one of the larger parts of the tree that would support him. Towns continued to use the drone, now being able to pick up some of the voices. He easily was tell the source of the child, dead center. Perfect, as now he knew who to aim for and who not. While muffled, Towns rotated between the three others that threatened now the hostage and Rex himself. Sure he may have not been a former military member, but he did have fast reflexes. Enough of a twitch and he could easily go from one to the next to the next. It might not have been enough, so that's where Rex would have to come in handy. "I got them, I am taking out the one holding you. It is up to you to take out the other body guard. Do what you need to. The rest of my fire will go to the big guy. Ready? Three...two....one." Silence would take Rex's mind Towns would activate his Killzone, buffing his own abilities to get begin wiping them out. That on top of his Hold Your Breath, the first shot that rang out easily would incapacitate the individual holding Rex from taking any action. There was not even a second of hesitation, as from his perspective shifted his aim just slightly to the right in the house. The cross hairs now over where the boss would be. His next shot still affect by his Killzone, being his Cripple Shot. Directed towards one of the legs of charcoal haired boy, acting as a momentary distraction, but also a debuff. Opening him up for the rest of his attacks, the rest of his rounds fired from his rifle for the next minute. Directly into the boy, again and again and again. It would appear that all was calm from the outside where Towns sat, but certainly would be chaotic for King Rex inside. "You alright?" He messaged to Kingrex as the dust settled, seemingly no other voices echoing from the hut. "Carlo? You didn't die on me right motherfucker?" He had no idea if things had gone to plan... Towns was just waiting for some kind of response. Anything. kingrex MADE BY MINNIE OF WICKED WONDERLAND
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May 12, 2017 19:26:15 GMT -5
Post by kingrex on May 12, 2017 19:26:15 GMT -5
[attr="class","scare"]EAT SHIT AND DIE! [attr="class","scare1"] [attr="class","scare2"] [attr="class","scare3"] [attr="class","scarewords"]Rex took a subtle breath when the Sniper started his countdown. This was the high he'd been searching for this entire time, this age old feeling of life or death that put you on the edge of what it meant to really be alive. It was just like in those sandy fucking trenches in a worthless desert of graves; Kill or be killed.
The shot against the binder broke his mask and left his body wiggling forward in a lifeless manner. A direct blow to the brain was all it took, killing him instantly. What was left of his digital remains quickly faded from the game, and left both Rex and the child free from his spell. The Commando strung up from the ground on all fours, rushing the Ghost weapon wielder.
The gray haired man looked at the soldier in a dead panic, not expecting such relentless speed to come his way. You could tell the guy wasn't prepared to kill, or die for that matter. “G-get the hell away from me!” He squealed, swatting at Rex with his ethereal weapon. Rex dodged the blade, and used his CQC to counter with a machete slash straight down his center, leaving a cut of missing data along the player.
“No, please stop!” He pleaded, though Rex didn't pause for a second as he smoothly pulled forward his Grindlock shotgun and blasted the guy to a splatter of colorless cubes. You could tell he was a trained killer, to say the least. But Towns impressive reaction time and relentless assault wasn't going unnoticed.
The Boss guy flinched somewhat backwards feeling the movement hampering ability in his leg, eyes flicking to the window at his front, “Ohh...You weren't alone?” He muttered dryly drawing a long jagged sword from his jacket and using it to deflect the rest of the bullets Towns sent at him. This was guy was no fucking joke! His other hand away from his blade waved towards his injured leg, curing the statues effect there before he rolled backwards through another window behind him...
The boy on the ground was still huddled up and screaming in terror, Rex quickly rushed him to flip him over and make sure he was alright, an instinctive measure from the real world that mattered little in a game with visible lifebars. Sharp blues snapped to the broken window, “Shit! Yeah, I'm fine...Towns he's out there! He's coming for you!” Rex warned.
Sure enough Towns would probably hear the faint sound of forest brush being moved before the charcoal boy came at him with blistering speed. Two jagged and long swords now in either hands, and with a flurrying dive he'd attempt to slice the sniper apart. Meanwhile Rex tried to calm the kid well enough he could leave him to hide while he assisted towns...
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