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2/2/2016 6:25:58 AM
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[b][u]Run, Don't Walk. Or You'll Run More[/u][/b]
[b][i]Backbreaker-Location Hidden[/i][/b]
Spectre walks up and down the lines of recruits doing pushups, a big smile on his face. He looked at a man that was slowing, shaking and barely getting through the pushups. He squats down next to the man with a water bottle.
"Tired? Need water?"
"Yessir."
"Too bad."
Spectre stands and walks away, getting glares from soldiers nearby.
"Ladies, gentlemen, beings of undetermined sex, I didn't get much sleep last night. This isn't your fault, but you're going to pay for it."
As the stations switch from cardiovascular exercises to muscular to weapon training, he grabs his sniper and lays down on the weapon range. He starts shooting, demolishing targets with one shot, the massive 80 cal round exploding the targets with little to no problem.
He takes shot after shot, staying focused on the target. A man walks towards his, hands in his pockets, tall and strong. You watch the man pull a knife and step towards Spectre.
[spoiler]Rescue him or make him rescue himself...[/spoiler]
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[b]Three shots ring out, and you turn to see the guards yelling at a droid, who shot the man in both knee and the head[/b]
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He turns, holding the rifle towards the droid as he layer on his back. He zoomed in on the droid's head. "Put the gun down!"
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[b]He holsters the rifle[/b] "I am not fed, or a merc, so please do not fire"
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"Who are you?" He begins to stand, more troops come in and aim at the droid.
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"Fugitive from the Feds, names MRVN-2, Marvin"
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"And you want to join the Rebellion?"
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"Why do you think I'm here?"
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"To get scrapped if you don't answer my question." He stood as hundreds of ORR troops aimed at you, surrounding you from all side.
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"Then yes, but you didn't have to be an ass about it"
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[spoiler]cough cough Python reply cough cough[/spoiler]
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Edited by Troop-8: 2/2/2016 1:42:45 PM
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Little did the attacker know, Gwen was walking only inches behind him yet somehow was unnoticed. She moved one hand in a fluid motion as her eyes glinted red and a stream of red energy made its way into the mans head in a snake like motion. The mans eyes glint red as well, as terror plasters across his face. He crumples to the ground like he's been kneecapped and starts to whimper and scream like a child. Gwen smirks, as her eyes continue to stay their sinister red shade and she saw what he was seeing. Who knew a big strong man like that was afraid of snakes?
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Spectre looked back from his prone position. He stood, looking at you and nodding. He took the knife from the man and put it in with his personal knife. "Release him, we'll interrogate and execute later."
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She flicked her hand as the man turns unconscious.
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Two soldiers come buy and take the body away. "Back to work, except you." He points at you and motions for you to come to him.
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She shrugs and follows. "Sorry for the theatrics there."
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"No...in fact, I like that. Pretty badass." He smirks. "So, there's an elite team I'm forming inside the ORR. Secret, effective and deadly. Advanced weapons, armor and ops. And I want you in it."
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She raised an eyebrow. "Go on."
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"It'll be lead by me, and we will do infiltrator work. Killing Fed leaders, stealing intel. Stuff like that."
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"I'm in. Both because I want to kill Feds, and my powers will definitely come in handy for your infiltrations."
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"Yes...they will. What's your name?"
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"Gwen. Gwen Maximum. You can call me Gwen or Max. Doesn't really matter."
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"I'm gonna call you Gwen." He extends a hand. "Welcome to the team."
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She shakes it. "Gladly."
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*the Shadowed One taps the man on the shoulder and impales him with his darksaber. He grabs the man, tosses him aside, then looks to Specter "Are you unharmed?"-Shadowed One
