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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
11/17/2015 9:39:57 PM
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[b][i]ARE YOU READY?[/i][/b]
[i]The Vertibird screamed low over the familiar area below, moving directly towards the feast, and all the people. As it thundered overhead, the rear ramp opened, and something absolutely massive came hurtling out and towards the ground. Slamming into the midst of the party, a cloud of debris, dust, and other random stuff was scattered about. From the dust, two orange eyes lit up, and electricity could be seen sparking around a hulking figure. It walked forward, and out of the smoke. Standing there, the man was suited up in a heavily modified suit of T-60E power armor, with an X-01 MKVII helmet. On his right shoulder, sat a massive M2HB .50 caliber machine gun, on his left, the skull of a deathclaw. Two bandoliers loaded with bullets crossed his chest, and another crossed his waist. Two magnums were at his hips, and a shotgun and another machine gun were holstered on his back, beneath his cloak, an old, tattered, stylized American flag. In his right hand, he held a large serrated machete, and blood was splattered across his helm.[/i]
Just in time to cut the turkey.
[i]With that, he slammed his machete into a man's skull and ripped it back, leaving the bleeding corpse to fall over. His machine gun chambered a round with an audible click, and set about firing into the crowd.[/i]
English
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[b]A man in a pitch black cloak, holding an assault rifle, is watching from 10ft away[/b]
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[i]Wilson takes little notice as he rampages into the group of people.[/i]
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[b]He joins Wilson, setting the crowd aflame with flaming rounds[/b]
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[i]The man is immediately met with an immense blow to the chest. Looking up, he sees the immense figure in power armor, covered in blood looking down at him.[/i] This is my -blam!-ing show you little prick! [i]He brings his machete down towards the figure's head.[/i]
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[b]He slides to the left, dodging[/b] "And I give a shit, why, exactly?"
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I don't really care whether or not you care. [i]His Browning swings down to face you, and it opens up. .50 caliber armor-piercing rounds scream at you from close range, and yet you can still hear him over the roar of the gun.[/i] But I an going to rip you in half...
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"For, exactly? Is big guy just a bit upset?" [b]He asks, not giving a shit[/b] [spoiler]Oh, forgot to mention, the character is incredibly sarcastic and annoying in this sense[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Wilson's a -blam!-ing walking tank with a sadistic, Joker sense of humor.[/spoiler] No, this is just normal. [i]He grabs you by the throat, and holds you in the air, choking you as his machine gun lights you up. He then slams you into the ground with immense force, all the while, his armor's Tesla shield sending lethal voltage through your body.[/i]
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[b]He gets up, smiling[/b] "Try harder" [spoiler]Got a few tricks up my sleeve[/spoiler]
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Alright. [i]A blade of pure energy forms from his wrist, and he slams it into you, the energy cutting through armor, shielding, and flesh at a molecular level.[/i]
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[b]He harnesses the energy to pull you backwards, spin, and launch you at a wall[/b]
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[i]His Tesla shield negates much of the energy's force, only sending him sliding back a little bit. Again, he swings at you, slamming the blade into your stomach, and ripping upwards.[/i]
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*Shadow pulls up a lawn chair and begins eating Oreos while watching the carnage*
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[b]A man aims his revolver at you [/b] [i]Leave.[/i]
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[i]He pays no mind, continuing his rampage.[/i]
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[b]He barks a phrase at the revolver[/b] "Plasma!" [b]It fires a frag round with plasma coating that rips the gun from your shoulder [/b]
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[i]He simply smiles as the plasma round hardly does anything. His armor's Tesla shielding negated most of the energy damage, and the M2 begins firing at you, a terrifying sound.[/i]
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[b]He pulled a big box off his back and it morphed into a sleeper stimulant, and fires a devastating round into your arm[/b]
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[spoiler]Oh Shit[/spoiler]
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[b]tel throws a machete He has a heavy African accent[/b] My people have died by psycos like you You wont be different
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[i]Wilson's Browning turns to face the machete, and shoots it out of the sky. The weapon then locks on you, and begins firing .50 caliber armor piercing rounds your way.[/i]
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[b]pops a blue outer shell Fires back 18mm rounds[/b]
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[i]The rounds plink off his armor, doing very little to him.[/i] Come on, you've gotta have something worth my time... [i]With that, he tosses a primed EMP grenade at your feet.[/i]
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[b]crushes it Charges you so fast that contact would kill a man Smashes you though a rebarb wall and bends it[/b]
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[i]Making contact with the Tesla shielding sends lethal voltage through your body, and as you send yourself and Wilson through the wall, he flips you over him and slams you into the ground, maintaining the momentum.[/i]
