The Escapist Avatar Adventure: An Open RP (Now Re-Opened!)

 Pages PREV 1 . . . 686 687 688 689 690 691 692 693 694 . . . 807 NEXT
 

Outside of El Quebrados: Melethia/BookwormDavid A.

David gave her a quick nod, taking the knife. He faced the advancing Demomen and called out to them, while readying himself for a throw. "Now now, we're all decent people here, there's no need fo-,"

"SHUT YER MOUTH, BOY!" Their leader shouted at the duo. "We don't take kindly ta runts like you who poke dere noses where dey don't belong!"

"Betcha that they're one of dem spies for the liberals, Cletus," One of the the now-named Cletus's said, cracking his knuckles.

"Now dat you mentioned it Billy, yer right. Look at dere fancy clothes they're wearin'!" Cletus cackled, wearing a sadistic grin, revealing terribly discolored and mishappen teeth. "Oh, I'm goin' ta have fun wit you two."

David stared at them, utterly dumbfounded that there were people this paranoid and stupid. The fact that he was sharing the air with them almost made him nauseous. Normally, David wouldn't do what he was about to do, but with what happened to him back at Gunsmoke, and these "prime specimens" of humanity threatening to beat them into a coma (or worse), well...

"AHA HA HA HA! OKAY-no." The knife left David's hand, and stabbed into his leg, causing Cletus to topple backwards, clutching at his wound and howling in pain. The blade dislodged himself from the leg, and returned to David. The act momentarily stunned the redneck, until he quickly rationalized what the boy just did. "Now, I suggest that you and your lot crawl back out of whatever swamp you crawled out of, before you really get hurt."

Cletus pushed himself back up, limping slightly, and looking incredibly pissed off. "YOU LITTLE LIBTARD BASTARD! YA THINK YOU CAN SCARE US WITH A 'LIL KNIFE ON A STRING?! GET 'EM BOYS!" He sicced the rest of his trailertrash group on the student and the elf, intending to tear them limb from limb.

Outside of El Quebrados: Melethia/BookwormDavid A.

Melethia turned to David for a second and apologized. "I didn't mean to make it this much of a mess, but if it's us or them, I know which group I'd rather want to walk away from this. David, do your best to make sure at least one lives." After that apology, her eyes seemed to lose their light as she smoothly pulled out a stack of forty arrows. From there, she placed three arrows in her right hand and fired them at Cletus' left foot. Another second, another three arrows, another three at his right foot.

Her next target suffered from the same targeting, getting three arrows fired at each foot while he charged. It was a lot like watching someone hunt moose, if the moose were instead somewhat drunk men.

Melethia's activated Manyshot. Having already used 6 seconds of it to attack the leader and the closest redneck, she has 14 seconds left to fire the rest of of her 28 arrows.

"Get the flankers and stop them before they have a chance. Hands will disarm them, groin will cause massive hemmoraging and demoralizing, knees will cripple. Other areas are absolutely lethal or not worth your time." Her tome was almost robotic as she got ready to target the next two men.

Outside of El Quebrados: Jenny/Ella/Devon

Devon gave a sharp whistle in the air, and he was answered by a rather trim imp. "Flagrun, that misplaced sand looks suspicious. Get twenty-five of your finest to dig the area up, but don't be afraid to call in more if you have to. Have the rest fan out and search the area." The imp gurtly nodded and arrived in with the called-for numbers and all began digging up the area with comical toy shovels at a rapid pace. The other large group complied and worked in teams to scour the area for the people.

Ella went over to Jenny's side as the imps worked and nodded in approval. "Ah, imps. They're so small, but so, so useful. Too bad their cooking's not that spicy." Of course, the latter part of the statement did invoke some images of the poffins from earlier.

"Look, man. If you can give them just a second, I'm sure they'll be found a-okay. Just... find a way to wash off, will you?" Oddly, the warping in of the imps had brought the light fragrance of perfume with it...

Outside of El Quebrados: Melethia/BookwormDavid A.

Needless to say, Cletus and his friend let out hollowing cries of pain as Melethia nailed their feet to the ground.
The sight of this, this prompted the remaining 3 men to get the hell out of dodge or at least get to cover before the Elf got them too.
The sheer amount of arrows raining from the sky resulted in one of the fleeing men becoming a pincushion as he was peppered from head to toe with arrows.
One of the slimmer members of their little gang was able to get back to the "Bunker" they made and used it to wait out the storm of arrows while his friend ran towards town, only to be stuck down himself.

"GADDAUM! That little Injun Socialist Bastard! Here is a present from Uncle Sam you still shit!" He shouted with a frightened rage as he fell back on his constitutional right to bare arms, Pulling out a small 9mm and returning fire from his cover, aiming for the Elf's chest.

Arco del Oeste: Jenny/Ella/Devon/MACCER!

Maccer was understandably mindfucked by the Imps showing up.
"...wot...the....fuckin' 'ell?..." He mused as his eye twitched while the Imps dug up the hole.
A few minutes later, they finished digging up the dirt, only to find nothing but the London Bus Pass of a man called Kent Paul.
It seemed like whomever dug up the sand here was keen on removing all trace of anything that happened here, Hell, from the smell of it, The Sand was...Bleached?!.

Maccer seemed a little distraught at the sight of his friend's Bus Pass.
"Our P!....Jayus....Gone....Oh 'Eck....God, Come back Pablo...I didn't...Oh Shithouse!" He said, almost to the point of sobbing, prompting Jenny to (Reluctantly) hold him as he cried.
"What happened here?..." He pondered as she looked at the pit that was now made.
"THEY TOOK HIM!...THEY TOOK PABLO THE BASTARDS!....GIVE HIM BACK!...God, Pablo..." He shouted to the sky, cursing someone.
Or something...

Outside of El Quebrados: Melethia/BookwormDavid A.

David found her change quite jarring, but quickly shook his head and got to work. "...Right."

He caught sight of two of the men attempting to come in from their right, and quickly flicked the knife in their direction, catching the armed goon in the groin as Melethia advised. This had the immediate reaction of him crumpling to the ground screaming in agony, while making his friend enraged.

"YOU BASTARD!" His friend came barreling towards the student, arms wide and rearing to grab him. This of course left him very open to attack. "I'LL RIP OFF YOUR GODDAMN HEAD, YOU LITTLE LI-"

The moment the knife returned to him, David got down low and stabbed the man in the knee, causing him to stumble over David and fall on his face. The man pushed himself up, trying to regain his senses, before David came up be and delivered a vicious right hook to the side of his head, knocking him out cold.

Before David could do anything else, a pair of hands wrapped around his neck from behind him and squeezed, lifting him up off the ground and strangling him.

"Hoo hoo hoo! I gotcha now, you 'lil socialist pig! Now squeal for me, boy!" A hoarse, drunken voice hooted from behind him, while tightening his grip. David's eyes were wide as he tried to wrench free, but was slowly getting weaker and weaker.

Outside of El Quebrados: Melethia/BookwormDavid A.

Melethia grit her teeth as the bullet hit her breastplate she had on underneath her tunic. If it hadn't been there, she might have been in a lot worse shape. However, that one shot gave Melethia enough time to riddle the man's arm with six arros, and one thing he noticed was that these arrows hurt about as much as that one time he'd crashed that 4 wheeler with his uncle and got stuck in the hospital for a few months.

It was also around that time that Mel's attention was drawn to the last flanker that was now choking Bookworm. Sparing no time, she grabbed the last six arrows and rolled to the side to get her positioning right. Once satisfied with where she was (After all, the man was solely focusing on one person) She fired all the arrows onto the man's back, with some slipping in between the ribs and others embeddong themselves firmly into the kidneys. Needless to say, the distinct difference in the aiming that time was enough to ensure that the man dropped to the ground.

"David, don't you die on me!" WIth the small break there, Melethia snatched the dagger off the ground ans went to sever the muscles to loosen the dead man's grip.

Arco del Oeste: Jenny/Ella/Devon/MACCER!

The imps continued to scour the area for some more clues or anything that could be of use as Devon talked in a calm voice. "Here, let me clean you up. Now, can you tell me what happened last night? I know you were high as a kite, but we're here to help you out." As he touched a moist spot on the man's arm )that he hoped was wet from sweat), the man was cleaned up rather fast. It didn't help any tearing in the clothing, but being cleaned up should help the man's mood a little bit.

Devon casted Prestidigation to clean Maccer off. It'll be 18 seconds until the next level 0 spell.

Ella did her part and flew up in the air to see if there was possibly any vehicles that they could use for travel.

The forgotten are remembered by the legend ... Shawn
Location: Desert: Dump Site.

Frowning at the chatter and topic, Shawn pulled out his second pistol and aimed at the two. Originally he obtained one pistol from the NCR as a reward, but during the final battle of Hoover Dam, he had picked this weapon from a body of a fallen comrade who was slain by the Legate of the Legion army who died shortly after due to Shawn. As known, Shawn is the one who remembers these fallen humans, both if they are on his side, or not.

"Hello lovebirds, turn around and your dead, attempt to get a weapon you will die, just listen to me and stop talking ... oh and keep digging." Shawn threatened the two in front of him, hoping they will not do anything to make him shoot them. "Also ... do anything suspicious and you will loose a leg, both of you." He threatened once more. The two could heard a cock of two triggers behind them.

Outside of El Quebrados: Melethia/BookwormDavid A.

When Melethia finally released him from the dead man's grip, David sat up, coughing and rubbing his throat. He turned his head, glaring balefully at the corpse of the man who nearly killed him. He stood up on his feet, gritting his teeth and stomped on the man's corpse.

"YOU SON OF A BITCH! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?! WHO DO YOU FUCKING THINK YOU ARE, STRANGLING ME LIKE THAT, HUH? HUH?!" David stomped harder on the dead man's head, with every word. "YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD IS WHAT YOU ARE! DEAD! DEAD! DEEEAAAAAAD!

He pulled back his foot and delivered a kick into it's face. And with that, he stopped with his pointless assault on the man's corpse, breathing heavily, his hands balled into fists and shaking uncontrollably.

"...Is that all of them, Melethia?"

Arco del Oeste: Jenny/Ella/Devon/MACCER!

Maccer was a little surprised that he was clean again, I mean, he was wearing those pants for months.
As he thought about Devon's question, Jenny sat him down on the ground and said "It's okay, Mister?..."
"Maccer. Lead Singer of The Gurning Chimps and creator of "EXTREMELY BAGGY" Music!" The Band Leader boasted, only just remembering who he was just there.
"Okay Maccer. We'll find your friends, but we'll need your help to do that. Can you remember anything from when you last saw them?...
...
...
...Please take your hand away from my chest..."

"If yer a bird, how come you don't have any Tits?"
"FOCUS GODDAMMIT!" The Pokemon shouted, She worked as a therapist, sure, but she wasn't going to sit and take that.
"Oh Charming...Alright....ummm....errrr.....uhhhhh...." The British Pop Icon said as he tried his best to remember last night.
"...I remember...Me and the band were....here....and....there was something....cold...like the Thames in the winter....Then some Men in Black with guns showed up....And the last thing I remember was wanking on some Margaret Thatcher's tits when this twat showed up!" He said, pointing to Jenny as a vein in her forehead looked ready to burst.
"...Thank you for that, Maccer..." She grit though her teeth as-
"I swear, you put your hand there again, I'm melting your fucking brain!"
"It's just for Comfort. This is a Stressful situation man!"
"...You're telling me it is..."

Cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain... Shawn
Location: Desert: Dump Site.

The pair of Wise Guys froze as Shawn pulled his guns on them, the both of them instantly understanding what this meant.
They quietly picked up their shovels and started to dig, one of them sobbing as he did.
"*Sniff* Come on man...I-i-i love my wife man, I wasn't even suops-eh-eh-WAH-AH-AH!" He broke down and started to cry, he didn't want to die like this!
"Alright, come on man. We can talk about this. I work in one of the Casinos. You and me, we could make a killing...umm...Let me rephrase that..."

As the Wise Guys went on about all the reasons Shawn should let them live, he finally found some trace of his target: There was a Glint from a Sniper Scope out in the flats, 2 Scope Glints in fact!
And there was a pair of Laser Sights on his chest...

Outside of El Quebrados: Melethia/BookwormDavid A.

She finished gathering up the last of her unused arrows and put them back in the bag and put a hand on David's arm. "THat should be the last of them, David. Now calm down, it's a waste of time to kick a dead dog. For an fresh man, you did well. It's a shame that we can't get that compound, though, It woulda been a nice little thing to work with." She quickly took off part of her tunic to check on the damaged part of her breastplate, but the bullet hadn't done all that much to it besides a small indent.

"Hmm, I'll have to pound that out later. Good think they don't know about weapons that actually pack a punch." She pulled up her tunic again to cover up then checked on David.

"Ya gonna hold up well?"

Arco del Oeste: Jenny/Ella/Devon/MACCER!

Our bard put a bit more edge in his voice as he continued with the questioning. "Maccer, if you want to help us make sure your mates live, you have to focus! Look, do you remember any details on the locations? We can't do much if you keep trying to polish your knob, got it?" He was getting more than a bit annoyed with man he had to try to get important info from.

Outside of El Quebrados: Melethia/BookwormDavid A.

David seemed to hesitate for a moment, before nodding his head slowly. "Yeah. Yeah, I'll be fine. Just, kinda blew up a little there," He gave one last look at the dead man, and sighed, rubbing his sore neck.

He removed his bag and placed it on the ground, rummaging through it, eventually pulling out the tome. He removed it's contents, and began arming himself. He placed the bandolier across his chest, and wrapped the belt around his waist. He pulled out the large hunting knife and pistol, attaching the knife to the right side of his belt, and the pistol to his left, after loading it up. Once he was finished with the preparations, he spoke again. "So... Where to now then? Are we going to join the others in town?"

Outside of El Quebrados: Melethia/BookwormDavid A.

Melethia shook her head. "These guys made some good compound, and I want to know how it's made. After all, if we're going to be going into a place we shouldn't be, I want to make sure we're ready for it. Ta did well enough, although ya still have a long way to go Bookworm." As she closed on the initial site, she found the powder again which had a strong resemblance to Thermite.

There are WAY too many people who want to hurt him ... Shawn
Location: Desert: Dump Site.

Seeing the glint, he smiled inside his helmet. "Don't worry, you did your job ... but you may want to duck down." He spoke as he noticed the two glints and the two red dots on his chest dancing happily in hopes for blood. "Shit ..." Shawn said as he quickly slid on the ledge he was on and got on the ground. The ledge he was on was at a hill like angle, so it protected him quite nicely.

Pulling out his Anti-Material rifle, he did not know how to get a shot without them spotting him ... and possibly shooting him. A sharp pain went through the Wanderer like a lightning bolt, a bullet pierced his left arm and left a nice hole. "Damn it!" He yelled and injected himself with a Stimpak, which made him only wonder how many he had left.

Outside of El Quebrados: Melethia/BookwormDavid A.

David looked over Melethia's shoulder and at the powder, raising a brow, seeming to recognize the substance. "Isn't that thermite?" He wafted the smell over, before nodding his head. "Yep. That's thermite alright. It's actually pretty easy to make, if I remember correctly."

David reached into his bag and pulled out a chemistry textbook, looking for a particular page. He stopped a finger, pointing at a page outlining an experiment regarding the use of thermite. "Right, here it is: "8 grams aluminum powder, 3 grams of iron oxide," or rust, if you prefer. "Thermite requires intense heat to ignite, so a magnesium ribbon or alternatively, a sparkler containing magnesium will be provided. Once the teacher ignites the thermite, be sure to look away, as the intense light produced by the reaction can permanently damage your eyesight."

David closed the book and returned it to his bag seemingly nonchalant, before completely freezing in place. He turned his head to look at Melethia, wearing a strange smile on his face. "So let me get this straight, we just horribly injured and killed some rednecks over thermite? Thermite?"

Outside of El Quebrados: Melethia/BookwormDavid A.

Melethia huffed, trying to bluff about the weakness of the attack. "Hey, are ya forgettin' that they went an' attacked us in the first place? They were the ones that came chargin' at us, they were the ones that shot at us, they were the ones that choked ya! Back where I come from, that's called covering ya arse!"

Outside of El Quebrados: Melethia/BookwormDavid A.

"You and I both know that you were completely capable of ending their lives or at least temporarily incapacitating them in no time flat. I saw what you did with your arrows. That, and they were kinda right when they said that we were spies, and we are strangely dressed," He gestured to their clothes. Somewhat ironic, because he was called out for his appearance in Gunsmoke and that he would attract unwanted attention. And as it turned out, it did and got him chased and beaten into a pulp. "They were just minding their own business, granted said business was fairly stupid, but they had no reason to trust two strange-looking people who were watching them from behind a rock. And I seem to recall that we were looking for a very dangerous person, but you ran off from the group instead to check out some yokels fooling around with some easy-to-produce, home-made explosives. I only came over because I thought it had something to do with the man we were hunting. This little foray was a pointless waste of time!"

David shook his head with a sigh, putting his hands in his pockets. "But... oddly enough, I'm not mad. Not even slightly agitated. I'd even go as far to say that this experience turned out to be rather exhilarating!" David said with a grin, before looking to the side and scratching his cheek sheepily. "...Well, minus the parts where I damaged a man's genitalia beyond any hope of repair, and nearly getting choked to death, aaaand stomping on a man's arrow-riddled corpse."

"Ghost Town": David (West)/Rugal

As the gang fanned out around the Ghost Town, David West realized that Ashford was gone.
"...David?...David Ashford?...Hey!....Dammit, oh christ..." He sighed as he began to worry about the student.
"Hey, Anyone see the Student? Anyone?..."
"Nope. Sorry." cooed a familiar voice before a loud BANG! filled the air, followed by a spurt of blood from David West's leg as a Sniper Round tore through it.
"Lady and Gentlemen, Welcome to the Killbox, Starring yours truly!" Boasted the Sniper from what seemed like a loudspeaker as lead came flying from the mesa's above, seemingly from all directions.
"Ahhhh...GET TO COVER!" David warned as he laid there bleeding, knowing that Deadshot was using him as bait.

Rugal didn't need to be told twice as he ducked within the old barn, leaning out from his hiding spot in a bid to get his location.
"Dammit! This guy is good. Second I get my hands on him. Dillon, Slindis, stay out of the open!" He warned as bullets
flew around the buildings, It was like a one man wild west shootout.

Outside of El Quebrados: Melethia/BookwormDavid A.

As Melethia and David Ashford walked and talked about their sudden attack, distant gunshots could be heard coming from the Ghost Town...

Arco del Oeste: Jenny/Ella/Devon/MACCER!

"I'm Sorry, Alright! I don't know any more than that!" Maccer protested as Jenny moved away from the sleazy rockstar.
"All I've got in me head is music and...and...Stone me bloody crows, that Bird is a bird!" He exclaimed as Ella flew overhead, unable to find a car that didn't freak out and turn around at the sight of the a flying demon.
"....'EY!...I Remembered something!....uhhhh...Before Pablo was taken....I saw....a bright...gr-No Blue!...Light. It was bright. And cold...Like a Flashlight in a Ice Cube!" He said as he walked around the dig site.
"...Yeah....There was Ice! Lots and Lots of Ice!...Like a living Ice Sculpture!"

Ice?...In the Desert?...
"But...Unless it was a Ice-Type...That's impossible..." Jenny said as Maccer watched Ella fly about in the air.

Here come in the Men in Black Shawn
Location: Desert: Dump Site.

As Shawn injected himself, he managed to get a look at the people shooting at him.
The were Men in Black, The pair of them each wearing a identical black suit and pitch black sunglasses along with a tactical sniper rifle.
The pair of them took turns to advance, working as a team to take down the "Witnesses".
Things only got worse as Shawn saw a Black Helicopter take off from the nearby base before flying towards them.

"Oh God. I thought you said that they weren't going to change shifts for another hour!" one of the Wise Guys said, clearly worried with this development.
"Aw Shit! Shit, Shit SHIT! "...We're Dead...We are SO DEAD! Oh fuck me...We're not going to get out of here!" the other sobbed as the pair of them hid behind the truck for cover.

"Ghost Town": David (West)/Rugal

Although the message wasn't directed at Teri, she knew well enough to conjure up some protections with this sniper barrage the moment she could. After all, it wouldn't do any good to heve her fall so easily. It helped her resolve a bit that Sadei was backing her up, although all the shots coming from different angles at once could be a bit overwhelming.

Teri casts Entropic Shield to protect herself from the shots! For the next 8 minutes, all bullets directed at Teri will have a 20% chance of missing her.

24 seconds until her next level one spell

Slindis stuck to her Water Stance and decided to flow with the attacks, slipping through a good number of them and ensuring those few that did hit were grazes. "I don't really have to say what's going on here, do I?" SHe did her best to try and move over to David's area to carry him out of there and get him some cover. It did leave her open to taking more than a few shots, though...

Outside of El Quebrados: Melethia/BookwormDavid A.

Melethia grinned. "With that amount of gunfire over there, that has to be the men. Now, let's mix up those portions real quick and get the fuse ready..." It didn't take long to get that ix ready, although she added a bit more gunpowder into the mix.

"Ya know, sometimes to catch your target, ya have to loosen the net a little... See what we've found? We basically tripped on it, an' ya wanna keep gettin' on me about a group that opened the hostilities in a dangerous way." She rather firmly tried to tell Ashrowrh about the situation, although, for a second she thought she heard a nagging thought of guilt. Luckily, that was rather quickly quashed.

Arco del Oeste: Jenny/Ella/Devon/MACCER!

Devon placed a hand on Maccer's shoulder to try and boost Maccer's morale.. "We'll find him, but one favor. Maybe you could give Ella a bit of space to do her work." He tried to think out the freezer Maccer was talking about, but at least one of the band mrmbers was still standing.

"Ghost Town": David (West)/Rugal

"Dammit...DON'T GO OUT INTO THE OPEN, YOU STUPID BITCH!" David West swore at the top of his lungs as Slindis attempted to drag him out of Deadshot's line of sight, giving the attacker exactly what he wanted: Another target. (After all, it'd be what he'd do!)
While Water Stance was able to allow Slindis to avoid most of the shots, Deadshot was one the best snipers there was and was able to score a handful of hits despite this.
"Shoulda listened to him..." Deadshot's voice boomed from the loudspeaker as he opened fire.
While picking David up, The drow took hits to her right elbow, a graze on her left shoulder and lost part of her right ear from a failed headshot.

Needless to say, this got Rugal all fired up.
"Son of a-Dark Barrier! OVER HERE! HEY! TAKE YOUR BEST SHOT!" He shouted as he brought up his shield and taunted the sniper to draw his fire.
"...Okay!" *BANG!* *BANG!* "...How was that?" Mocked the Assassin as he quickly kneecapped the King of Fighters, though his distraction bought more than enough time for Slindis to drag David back into cover.

Diablo1099:

"Ghost Town": David (West)/Rugal, Slindis, Dillon

As Rugal fell Dead-shot took aim for his head the shot resonated loudly Rugal tensed expecting death, instead he felt an oddly warm pleasant feeling like the sun had come out on a beautiful day.
he looked up and saw Dillon was standing in between him and Dead-shot's line of fire, his wings folded in front of him.
"Hello my name's Dillon BET YOU CAN'T HIT ME!"
he shouted and took flight the others could feel some sort of energy being given off as his wings became bright, the light was intense what they didn't know was to Dead-shot this light was blinding to look at. He glared at deadshot
"Hit me with your best shot" he said his wings ready they were very solid able to deflect most projectiles not to mention the blinding light and his speed.

"Ghost Town": David (West)/Rugal

Teri looked around the snipe zone in desperation, having no idea where Deadshot's shots were even coming from. Still, with her healing aura on for those in the safe zone, and Rugal being blocked from view by Dillon, the Cleric brought her oversized wolf over to Rugal's side and linked one of the man's arms around Garm (Teri grabbing the other) and began slowly pulling Rugal away, obviously much heavier than what the wolf was used to moving around. Teri clenched her teeth at the progress and clung to the cross necklace around her wrist,

"We don't have time for this! Lord, grant me your strengh!"

Teri casts Divine Power, granting her a strength of 16, instead of her usual 10, 8 temporary hit points, and the combat prowess of a warrior of her level. This effect lasts 8 rounds, or 48 seconds. 30 seconds till the next 4th level spell can be cast.

Feeling a surge of power surge through herself, Teri found herself able to lift Rugal much more comfortably with her wolf friend and progress to the safe area became much easier, The Cleric easing down the King of Fighters with a lot less effort than would be assumed of a girl her age. Following after that, she busied herself in beginning to doctor up David, Slindis, and Rugal, her Aura flaring bright with Positive Energy; which greatly helped in easing off the minor cuts and pains...

Outside of El Quebrados:Caim/Angelus

Keeping a quiet profile in the air, a Red Dragon and her mute rider searched the ground below; acting as scouts and possible aerial support to those who required/requested it.
(Shakes magic 8 ball)

Arco del Oeste: Jenny/Ella/Devon/MACCER!

Ton Ton, who was sitting on Devon's shoulders with Cadolbolg, wondered aloud, "A giant of ice...? Kinda reminds me of that iron giant we fought in that Western universe... I don't know if that would apply though. I've never seen a Frost Giant."

The turtle dragon wagged his tail in curiosity and said, "Mother mentioned giants in her stories once, but I don't think they were frosty either. Sorry, I have no idea what that is. Friend Devon, do you know anything about frost giants? Me and Friend Ton Ton are stumped."

"Ghost Town": David (West)/Rugal

Slindis immediately began checking up on David and Rugal, tending to their wounds with Teri's aid. After all, until they could pin down where Deadshot was making the shots from, she couldn't make the mistake of giving away her position. for another assault. But how was the man foring from multiple angles at once?

Arco del Oeste: Jenny/Ella/Devon/MACCER!

Devon shrugged. "I remember a few, but they were all from ages ago. To be honest, it's rather vague. Still, I don't think he can really remember more. Jenny, want to come along to hunt this bandmate down? WHo knows, we might trip upon where we're looking for."

Seeing nothing useful, Ella glided down. "We ready to go or what?"

"Ghost Town": David (West)/Rugal/Deadshot

"Slindis...1. You are a fucking moron! Never, NEVER! Charge into a Sniper's line of sight like that.
2...Thanks for Saving my ass." David said, grateful that she was able to get them both out of the line of fire, but also upset she risked her head in the process.
"Did anyone get a fix on him?..." He then asked, not getting an answer as his bullet wound was tended to.
"...Shit. Well, we're safe for now..." He mused as Dillon drew both his attention and fire.
"...Wasn't that guy dead or something?..." The Sniper asked as the Owner of the Rising Dawn Airship flew about overhead.

"Tsh, I wish..." Rugal groaned, hiding his praise of Dillon saving his ass like that as Teri tended to the wounds on his legs.
"Thank You. I'm sorry, I just had to draw away fire from Slindis before he got a good effect on one of his shots. Are you alright?" he apologized as he looked over to Slindis, a few flesh wounds but nothing a bit of healing couldn't fix.
"Okay...Get Angelus here, do a few fly-bys. She might be able to spot him on top one of the Mesa's." He ordered as his legs were healed up quickly by both the Cleric and the Drow.

Deadshot meanwhile was no amused by Dillon's antics.
"Dammit! The Rave Party Tactic!, God I hate that one!" He cursed over the loudspeaker as he attempted to line up a shot with the intense light in his FOV.
"Alright, if that's how you want to play. Motion Sensors on!" The killer laughed as he changed the control from Manual to Automatic, His Rifle picking up and following Dillon's movements, unhindered from the flashing lights.
Pretty soon, it had a read on him and began to open fire, hitting their marks and testing Dillon's ability to deflect rather than his ability to dodge.
This would have the side effect of preventing him from switching between targets, but it was worth it to get rid of this annoyance.

Arco del Oeste: Jenny/Ella/Devon/MACCER!

"...Is that a talking fuckin' Lizard!?" Maccer shouted as Ton Ton made his presence known to the whacked out singer.
"Might as well, this man here hasn't been of much help..." Jenny sighed as she tried to lead Maccer away, but then Ella landed.
Entranced by the Succubus's appearance and "Assets", He shouted "Holy Aston! Are those real?" before reaching out and grabbing Ella's Chest, fondling them in his hands.
"BOUNCY, WOBBLING, MASSIVE, GREAT TITS!" He giggled like a Mad-Child, leaving everyone to wonder how the hell he made it this far in life.

For those of you who think this is bad, Play GTA: San Andreas, I'm giving you the clean version! OoO

"Ghost Town": David (West)/Rugal/Deadshot

Slindis nodded. "I've taken worse risks, and you're still alive. Hmm... David, what would be your worst fear in a sniping position?"

Arco del Oeste: Jenny/Ella/Devon/MACCER!

Maccer quickly found a blade pointed at his throat by Devon. "Didn't you hear before? She's already with someone, namely me, the one helping you out.. Keep grabbing on her and you'll only be having one head if you catch my drift, mate."

After that, Ella made it a point to fly up out of reach of the brit, although she was just barely out of reach for him. "Jenny, need a flight?"

bluecrimson:

"Ghost Town": David (West)/Slindis/Teri/Dillon/Deadshot

Dillon soon found that somehow his light wasn't affecting and he was being forced to deflect more bullets then dodge them. he would have to look for a soul somewhere. he closed his eyes and re=opened them muting out the ones on the ground As He and Excalibur resonated as one, he could feel their power becoming in sync, for better results he tuned out the souls of his allies below him.

Diablo1099:
Good cartoon is good

Lost purpose. Shawn
Location: Desert: Dump Site.

Sighing in his mind due to his dead like arm, Shawn could not shoot, nor he could run.
He lost all of his reason to fight as he knew that there were more then one person tracking him.
The worst part is that it wasn't his target either. "Fine" Shawn said as he raised his rifle and pressed it again his shoulder pointing upwards.

Getting up from the sandy hill, Shawn looked down from his point and looked at his previous captives.
"You two served your purpose, get away quickly, I'm going to get captured anyway. So ... I'll draw them away from here, you run ... just remember that you were lucky that I did not kill you. Get a better life, get out of the game you are in before you play against me again." Said the rough voice of a somewhat insane human mutant.

Jumping down from the hill, Shawn ran towards a open area away from the body dump, with his rifle in the air. Shooting it multiple times with normal rounds, the upwards air was pierced as Shawn got into the middle of a open area. Unequipped his rifle and helmet, then he awaited his captors to come. "COME AT ME. I AM HERE!"

"Ghost Town": David (West)/Rugal

Dillon looked around and failed to detect any souls in the area outside of his own and that of his friends.
Deadshot wasn't even here, but if he wasn't here, then how did he pin everyone down?
It was then that Dillon was able to spot just how he did it: A R.C. Sniper Rifle.
"DILLON! What do you see?...How come he stopped firing?!" David Shouted, wondering what the hell was going on.

Military Transport Vehicle: Deadshot

"HAHAAHHAHAHA! Oh, I'm getting a screenshot of the look on that guy's face..." a Army Uniform wearing Deadshot chuckled as he controlled his Rifle with his smartphone, using a Balaclava to cover his scarred face.
"Hey, Can I have a go?" Asked one of the other new recruits sitting beside him.
"NO!...I mean, No. Just...trying for 3 gold stars on this mission."
"Whoa...those are some pretty dope graphics for a Mobile Game...Almost looks real!"
"Yeah...They've, uhh...They've been getting better for the last while..." He lied as the transport drove into the army base, Feeling rather good about this plan.
After all, he was just waltzing into one of the most secure US Military bases in the world with nothing more then a Second Hand Army Uniform, a Balaclava and a iPhone.

What could possibly go wrong?...

Arco del Oeste: Jenny/Ella/Devon/MACCER!

Maccer froze on the spot as Devon head a sword to him.
"Ahahahaah! 'EY! 'Ey! I didn't mean it! She's not my type, Too Skinny!" He stammered in a vain attempt to get the Bard to back down.
Taking some satisfaction in Maccer finally getting what was coming to him, Jenny giggled as she said "Why yes Ella, I would like a lift if you can spare it. Come on guys, lets get back to the others."
The Imps began to put all the dirt back after finding nothing aside from that Bus Pass belonging to one Kent Paul.

Energy Weapons FTW! Shawn
Location: Desert: Dump Site.

The Incoming Men in Black kept encircling the trapped trio, slowly switching out their Tactical Snipers for Futuristic looking Pistols.
"...FUCK IT! EVERYMAN FOR HIMSELF!" Shouted one of the Mafioso's as he made a break for it, only to get zapped with a blue energy bolt and to fall limp on the ground.
"FRANKIE!...THOSE BASTARDS!" Shouted Frankie's friend as he made a break in the other direction, with the same outcome.

Then Shawn had the nerve to "Surrender" while firing provokality into the air.
"COME AT ME. I AM HE-" He couldn't finish before they got the hint and Shawn got a Double Tap to the chest, The bolts instantly sapping all energy from his body before he passed out.
"Tsh...idiotic mammals...You'd think they'd learn by now. Take them to holding." One of the men said as they were taken away...
"*Sick Beatboxing*"
"...What have I told you about doing that?"
"Ease up man, It's our Tune."
"For the last freaking time, If we don't even exist How can we have a Tune!?"

RETRACTED Shawn, RETRACTED
Location: RETRACTED

"...Ey, Guv, you alright, son?...hey! Come on, you aren't that out of it, are ya?" asked a man with with a thick english accent as Shawn began to stir, now minus his armor, his belongings...everything basically, aside from his doctor outfit.
"Oi, Easy. Don't get up too fast are you'll be flat on your arse in a jiffy." Warned his Cellmate, Yep, Shawn was locked up behind bars in what seemed like some sort of prison wing like the one in the NRC Embassy.
"Got a Name, Buv?"

RETRACTED Shawn, RETRACTED
Location: RETRACTED

Waking up to the light of a Prison Cell, Shawn cursed everything as he got up and heard the warning from his cockney or British cellmate. "Oh great." He said as he sat up but felt a missing weight from his arm. Looking quickly to his arm, he looked at the white patch of skin where his Pip-Boy used to be. "Shit, shit ... SHIT" He yelled to himself, he had carried he whole life in that device ever since he obtained it at the age of ten.

Grasping his head with both hands for a couple of second he finally looked up with a new goal in sight. "They all die for this." Shawn's eyes spoke of death and other bad things, but looking towards the Cellmate he placed on his cocky smile. "In this world I don't have one, they call me the Lone Wanderer, call me Wanderer." Be spoke and started to examine his surroundings, it looked like a more luxurious version of the NCR Correctional Facility (NCRCF).

Shawn noted that it must be run by a strong or Government power, judging by the black suits they also seemed to be packed to the ass with firepower and cool suits. "First tell me your name, second tell me what is this place and third ... tell me who I have to kill to get out of here." Shawn said to his "mate" once more, except with a sneer.

Diablo1099:

"Ghost Town": David (West)/Teri/Rugal, Slindis, Dillon
Dillon looked down
"You won't believe this but, that son of a bitch is using remote controlled guns"
He suspected that the others didn't believe him. I'm serious that bastard isn't here There's not a speck of life anywhere, so if anyone has some method of shorting out a large amount of electronics be my guest, meanwhile I'll be trying not to die."
He said as he began to ascend in a spiral fashion.

"Ghost Town": David (West)/Rugal

Slindis shook her head. "I would, but I doubt they'd just let walk up and touch them." If she still had uses of her Solid Fog open, she would use that. Now, though? It wouldn't help a bit.

SHe knew he had to be hiding somewhere in the area, though. Where that spot was would be the problem...

Arco del Oeste: Jenny/Ella/Devon/MACCER!

Devon lowered the blade. "SOrry I had to put it so bluntly, but it's rather frowned upon here in AMerica, after all. Let's get going to those men in the suits? The two little guys are a lot tougher than they look."

Ella easily picked the Gardevoir up, leading the way for the rest of the small grouping. "Seriously, I wonder why we're helping him..."

"Ghost Town": David (West)/Rugal

The Cleric stumbled a little when Divine Power ran it's course, and had to cling to Garm to prevent from falling over. The Shadow in her mind was cheering from getting to feel the rush of the spell, but Teri had her mind more towards the pressing matter of her patients and the sniper. No, turrets, if what Dillion said was correct. With a heavy breath, the Cleric spoke up, "Dad's right, if Dillion said that it's electric, then Angelus will be the best choice we have at the moment... We do have the rings, after all."

Time passed for a moment as the pact duo were contacted over the rings, and a prompt confirmation was given; the ETA being somewhere around 2-3 minutes, as the dragon flies. Following that, The Cleric took another breath to try to wear off some of the fatigue (possibly on account of keeping the Healing portion of her Aura full blast through the entirety of the operations, as well as the aforementioned ride down from her spell) and asked, "Is anything else hurting? I might as well patch up anything else that ails you guys while we're bunkered down.
And I don"t know if I've mentioned it already, Sadei, but you're a godsend. Were it not for you helping out, I think I might have dropped already. That spell really takes a lot out of me, even if it calms down the annoying bugger in my head."

Arco del Oeste: Jenny/Ella/Devon/MACCER!

Ton Ton gave a little wave of his Lantern and Knife, and Cadolbolg breathed a small jet of flame at Devon's exhortation of their abilities, and the Tonberry spoke, "If what I remember a out such suited men in environs such as these, they're typically not good news. Let's tread carefully, Mr. Devon!"

Outside of El Quebrados: Melethia/BookwormDavid A.

David raised his arms, exasperated. "Hey hey! I already said I wasn't mad, so no worries, thoughthethermiteisabsolutelyunrelatedtothetarget," The student said under his breath with a roll of his eyes, though he conceded that the explosive might be useful in catching him. He jerked a thumb back at the ghost town. "Anyway, let's head out already. They're probably wondering where we are. That, and we really should get to catching this guy."

 Pages PREV 1 . . . 686 687 688 689 690 691 692 693 694 . . . 807 NEXT

Reply to Thread

Log in or Register to Comment
Have an account? Login below:
With Facebook:Login With Facebook
or
Username:  
Password:  
  
Not registered? To sign up for an account with The Escapist:
Register With Facebook
Register With Facebook
or
Register for a free account here