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Post by iCaramelBird on Apr 6, 2016 15:45:35 GMT
iCaramelBird | May 30 2015
- Hunter -
"Look out!" Luke shouted as the helicopter fired in the stands, Luke fell flat onto the floor as gunfire seemed to blare above and beyond. Just as he felt it was safe to rise his head again, nearby explosions proved otherwise as shrapnel smacked his head and body, causing scratches and cuts on his torso and a deeper cut on the left side of his face. Grunting in pain as he suddenly pressed a hand to his cheek, which had a cut reaching down to his chin, he glared at the helicopter. "Broker, just find them now! I'll try to stop it for as long as I can!" Luke cried, as he focused on the helicopter and began to feel the beginning of an intense migraine. Resisting the urge to almost yell in pain, he focused on the helicopter and did his best to make sure it wasn't able to shoot any longer.
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Post by iCaramelBird on Apr 6, 2016 15:46:10 GMT
TheJammyJoker | May 30 2015
- The Aviator -
"Righty ho, let's get started with this list." Dean said as he was about to fire. He squeezed the trigger but nothing. Dean kept spamming the trigger in hope that it would just suddenly burst through. What the fuck is this shit? Deancopter get your act together! You're making me look worse than the models in that weird section of Playman! He needed to sort this out or he would just sit there in the air and Reaver would be sure not to pay him. Dean quickly started rummaging around with the controls to the weapons section of the apache.
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Post by iCaramelBird on Apr 6, 2016 15:48:32 GMT
LHudson | May 30 2015
- The Broker -
The Broker got up and twisted his back. Gonna have to check this up with a doctor.He looked back at Luke as he focused on the chopper, hopefully the obnoxious music wasn't enough. He took a second to think, before picking up Luke. "Keep focused on that chopper and I'll get you out of here." - The Chaser -
Claudia opened up the train to see a prepared medical bay. "You can get back to Heartania, but this train will not leave without Broker. I can, however, stabilise your friend without the temptation to kill her." She looked back at Crimson. "After all, he did kill me." She took off the armour and grabbed some surgical gloves. "Can you please put the subject on the bed faced down?"
- Frequency -
Frequency continued her observation, the mercenaries fired to no affect but to more of her annoyance. She looked at the participants, good, bad, and the inbetween, yet she didn't know what was going on and she needed to talk to Starlass about it. She spotted Pathfinder on the field as he started to take part. Superspeed eh? she thought to herself, and considered it a possible advantage. Two hostages, one guy with super speed, distracted mercenaries. Even their leader had her back turned on them. She brought up a few more chairs as spears and fired them. Two towards the rear blades of the chopper, one towards Knight's mercenary "friend", one towards fire lady, and one aiming precisely at the cuffs on the young boy. The door slammed open and Frequency took a look. "Ah, a new member to the club, what a pleasant surprise!" She observed the large scythe. "And I presume you don't mean the same courtesy for me?" The obnoxious drum and bass music was turned off from the chopper, making McCall very irritated. "Ah well, if you want to fight me, might as well turn the music up." She increased the volume of the stadium speakers, and continued her guitar as she prepared for the new arrival's moves.
- Shadow Fixer -
Cooper fell front first onto the floor before rolling back onto the front. He wasn't fast enough to keep Reaver's blade from hitting his shoulder, but was fast enough to prevent a second strike. 'Left shoulder integrity at 85%' Not bad."Oh Reaver" Cooper said with a smile. "You're so narrow minded." The rifle was on his back and he used his hand the stealthily load it, one explosive round. He pulled the trigger and it fired. The bullet exploded by the two's feet, should give out the suitable shockwave.
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Post by iCaramelBird on Apr 6, 2016 15:50:51 GMT
iCaramelBird | May 30 2015
- Hunter -
Luke stumbled to get himself up and would have scowled at The Broker had he not been focusing on the chopper and dealing with an agonizing headache, as his head throbbed. "No, it can't shoot. I'll walk whilst I'm focusing on it. Just get Jason and Felix while it can't shoot you. I'll be fine," Luke replied in a weak voice as he began moving towards the exit, where the shutters were, all whilst still focusing and looking at the helicopter. He could just make out that the pilot was having trouble with trying to get it to work, and it caused him to smirk.
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Post by iCaramelBird on Apr 6, 2016 15:52:21 GMT
TheJammyJoker | May 30 2015
- The Aviator -
Dean analysed the situation and realised there was no visible technical fault. It must've been one of the supershits. He quickly got back into his seat to see if he could manoeuvre it away from the superhero who was causing the issues. But as he got up he saw two chairs flying towards him. In a panic he jerked at the controls and one of the chairs came smashing through the window hitting his shoulder. He felt it dislocate and screamed in agony. The other chair narrowly missed the helicopter. With his good arm, he chucked the chair out of the window and steadied the helicopter. He gazed upon his dislocated arm and knew he had to put it back into place. Biting down on one of his cigars hi forced it back into place and winced in pain. "Out of the two arms it just had to be my shooting arm didn't it!" he shouted, "I'm gonna get those motherfuckers." Dean looked around to see if anyone was visibly stopping his weapons from working. He saw a young man staring at the helicopter with pure focus in his eyes. Dean took his good arm, put a pistol in it and leaned out of the gaping hole in the window. Of course his aim wasn't good because he couldn't use his shooting arm and so he started shooting, with his pistol, at the ground and around the young man who was staring intently at the apache to try and put him off.
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Post by iCaramelBird on Apr 6, 2016 15:53:47 GMT
iCaramelBird | May 30 2015
- Hunter -
Luke looked shocked as he saw that a pistol had lurched out from one of the helicopter doors and began aiming directly at him. Looking back at The Broker desperately to see if he made any progress, he quickly decided to stop hacking the helicopter. Yelling in pain as he held his head, and had to resist fainting, he stumbled and flinched as bullets scattered around him. Managing to climb over the stands, he fell to the ground with a thud, looking up slightly at the chaos around him as pain coursed through his very veins and his vision blurred. He began to stagger up, as he could barely make out the shutters, a hopeful light in sight.
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Post by iCaramelBird on Apr 6, 2016 15:54:32 GMT
Arla | May 30 2015
- Snowflake -
Her pulse increased by every minute that passed by and her skin had started to acquire a slightly bluish colour due to the lack of oxygen; her lung had punctured and she was quickly heading into shock. Though unconscious, she coughed, tried to draw a breath and coughed again as blood gathered in her punctured lung, limp and hanging over Crimson’s shoulder like a bag of potatoes.
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Post by iCaramelBird on Apr 6, 2016 15:55:46 GMT
iCaramelBird | May 30 2015
- Hunter -
Coughing and spluttering, Luke looked up with a weak look as blood dripped down his body. His chin dripped with drops of blood in a monotonous fashion. However, he got up, using the wall as support before finally standing on his own and trying his best as quick as he can to get towards the exit, as he did so he stumbled every now and again but kept a surprisingly fast pace. Before Luke knew it, he had made it halfway there, and he was getting closer, with his gun still gripped in his hand and only a bullet or two left.
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Post by iCaramelBird on Apr 6, 2016 15:56:27 GMT
TheJammyJoker | May 30 2015
- The Aviator -
Dean, now in control of his weapons again, took his arm away from the window and spun the front of the chopper towards the young man. He was running along the walls of the stands trying to get to the exit. Dean still distracted by the pain of his arm didn't quite shoot his missile close enough to the mysterious man and ended up shooting the wall a little further in front of him but the dust and debris would surely slow him down.
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Post by iCaramelBird on Apr 6, 2016 15:57:01 GMT
iCaramelBird | May 30 2015
- Hunter -
Luke fell back as a missile had been launched nearby, causing more shrapnel, dust and debris to oppose him. As more cuts formed, Luke coughed as he began to stumble forward into the dust clouds that formed. Thankfully it may provide him with the cover needed to finally escape the wretched arena. As he continued to cough, he continued to stumble getting even closer to the exit.
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Post by iCaramelBird on Apr 6, 2016 15:57:56 GMT
Adam | May 30 2015
- Crimson -
"She killed you?" Crimson asked, not with confusion for rather seeking affirmation, "Weird. Well, if you fuck with her I'll make sure that I kill you next. Got it?" Crimson laid Snowflake down on the surface, stretching his arms afterwards and removing the black cloth on her wound to examine it. "What the -" The wound was sealing, slower than usual but it was sealing. Whatever had happened, her healing factor was coming back. "Um-" Crimson fumbled about. Grabbing a surgical glove and putting it on over his gauntlet, Crimson reached for some forceps and, with them, reached into the wound as it quickly sealed, pulling out the small bullet from earlier. He had to make sure that the bullet wasn't sealed inside. With ease and much practice on himself, he fished the bullet out and placed it on the tray. As he did, the wound continued to seal, finishing seconds after. Crimson looked to the other woman awkwardly, "You wouldn't happen to have a cloth or something? To clean up the blood?"
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Post by iCaramelBird on Apr 6, 2016 15:59:04 GMT
iCaramelBird | May 30 2015
- Hunter -
The shutters, Luke thought as he drawled in another breath. He had recovered mostly and continued walking as quick as he could to the exit, before finally getting out of the arena. Smiling and taking a sigh of relief, Luke scanned the area for a nearby train station, and found that he had never been happier to see a sign and staircase in his life. Almost falling down the steps, he saw the only train left in the station and began walking towards it and opened the door.
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Post by iCaramelBird on Apr 6, 2016 15:59:38 GMT
Arla | May 30 2015
- Snowflake -
Luke, being the (un)lucky shot that he was, had gotten rid of the core of the poison, hidden in a small bee sting-like swelling on her arm, when he grazed her with a bullet just minutes before he shot her. It had been blocked off into its own little bubble, slowly dripping small amounts of anesthetics into her blood system every time she strained herself. Despite remains of the poison still running through her veins, her healing factor slowly seethed back and made her body start to repair itself. Snowflake coughed again, violently this time, causing blood to trickle from the corner of her mouth and onto the bed with every breath she exhaled. After a little while her breathing and pulse normalized, while the bluish tint to her skin started to fade away. Though she was still unconscious, she wasn’t in a life-threatening condition anymore.
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Post by iCaramelBird on Apr 6, 2016 16:01:17 GMT
SpaceManFromMars | May 30 2015
- Gamble Candice -
Gamble stared at the woman. She was small, well smaller than Gamble herself and slimmer than her. But, from the way she was attacking from afar it showed that she wasn't much of a forward fighter, preferring to attack from afar. Gabriel, most likely had the upper-hand, but Gamble won't underestimate her opponent. She jumped forward. Gabriel has the advantage of being mid-range with her scythe, not only did she have her scythe she also had a knife just in case. Gamble quickly rotated her scythe, planning to smack the girl with the bottom of the pole, hoping to hit her guitar. Then if it connected she swing the scythe around, attempting to connect the blade with her face. What Gamble wanted was to either push the girl out of this booth or kill her quickly.
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Post by iCaramelBird on Apr 6, 2016 16:06:25 GMT
Arbor117 | May 30 2015
- Reaver -
Reaver managed to jump away from the explosion, but the shock wave knocked her out of the air and she hit the ground hard. She rolled a couple of times before coming to a less than graceful halt. "Fucking Cooper..." She commented to herself, gritted her teeth to the brushing the impacts had caused. She struggled to her feet, readying her weapon, and looked to see what Cooper, having been much closer to the impact, had sustained. She took the chance to call her allies. "Snow? Crimson? What's going on with you guys?" - The Adamant Tyrant -
Nariko sidestepped the chair-spear, having been entirely expectant of the attack. The same move over and over again was decidedly less interesting than it had been to face. She readied her weapon, and slowly advanced on Knight's shield. The shells were amped up versions of the hand cannons- only two shots, but they'd punch through a tank. Between these and the explosive, she hoped shed be able to keep Knight down. - The Speaker -
Ragno nodded and smiled. "My dear, I undertstand. It is late anyway, and I do believe I need some rest." He accepted her words in good grace. "Farewell then, and good luck in your endevours. I shall be watching this project... Closely." He shook her hand, and returned to his waiting car.
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