"Thankfully they're all terrible shots."
[b]He chuckles slightly and the sound if the corpse being dragged across the ground is heard.[/b]
"Unlike myself."
[b]The corpse is then thrown into the wall, it seems to be in a modified bomb disposal suit with multiple Kevlar vests around the armor, the weight of the soldier with the armor on seems to be 200-300 pounds, obvious from the small dent it leaves in the wall.[/b]
"Well it was a pretty good test for a few new modifications."
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Edited by Rimidalv Nisom: 9/8/2015 10:13:46 PM[b]The lights turn on again and there are maybe 12 corpses strewn about on the floor, each of them missing various limbs.[/b]
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You should stop
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"It was self defense again."
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Why don't you just stay in a room then to avoid being assaulted
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"I can't." [b]Two quiet beeps are heard.[/b] "Listen, evacuate this planet immediately without question, or just hide until it goes. Goodbye." [b]He then disappears without question, leaving a note and a small handgun, possibly a Colt M1911,[/b]
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*picks up the note and handgun*
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[b]It reads as follows.[/b] "You might want to evacuate the planet, there's a virus on the planet that will turn you into a zombie, arrive at these coordinates and you'll be picked up by the "PMC" this host worked for, it's more of an empire now, fire this handgun three times when you get to the destination, two more times two seconds after, and then shoot the rest of the magazine ten seconds later. Best of luck to you. -Blaire"
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I'll be fine
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[b]More words appear written over the previous words, appearing out of nowhere.[/b] "No, that will get you killed. I don't want you to die. I hope you are taking this advice." (Accept the request.)
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Fine... *proceeds to the coordinates*