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Edited by Python824:
2/11/2016 2:31:37 AM
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[b][u]Lord of the World[/u][/b]
[b][i]Oberon, above the Hand of Judgement...[/i][/b]
A ship hovers over the Federation cruiser, small, but with a massive and powerful array of weapons. It hovered there for multiple minutes, coming close to half an hour. A voice spoke, one that was strong and hearty.
"We're over the drop zone. You sure you can make this?"
One that was distorted, yet human responded, obviously having a sense of humor.
"If I don't, tell you mother she was great last night."
The first voice seemed to chuckle, it was scratchy and hard to discern as a chuckle, but it was one.
[i]Clunk
Clunk
Clunk[/i]
The ship rocked with those sounds, a man looking off the ship and down at his target. He smiled and jumped, hurtling towards his target.
He balled up, like a cannonball and seemed to enlarge, until people on the ground watched in horror...
The ship hovered there, a mobile base for the Feds. Civilains, soldiers and POWs were in it alike, all doing what they would normally do.
Little did they know what was about to happen.
The man continued to fly towards his target, as he broke the atmosphere. He was clouded in fire, looking like a meteor as he smashed into the ship. He had hit the engines, and the ship went nose up, back down, cracking in the middle.
The impact. The impact of the man was enough to knock everyone off their feet and onto the ground. Most of the people near the engines died instantly as the man went through the cruiser. The ship began to fall...
The man, once through the ship began to shrink. He hit the ground, causing a massive sound wave that broke all glass for a mile. The ground shook when he hit. A building even fell. Through the dust, two glowing, red eyes show, looking purely evil.
The ship came down in flames behind the eyes, lighting up the city. Buildings fell, people died, and the ground shook. Screams and blood flooded people's senses, their footing was gone, soldiers and civilians were dying left and right.
He stood, towering over anyone near him. Two, massive turrets deployed from his shoulders and spun up, opening fire. They mowed down anyone they could hit, the only survivors were the ones that he couldn't see or the ones that were behind cover...
[spoiler]Open to those on Oberon...[/spoiler]
English
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[b]clapping echoed over the sounds of his turrets before a voice is heard[/b] Through the gates of Hell on our way to Heaven
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Edited by SilverPulse620: 2/11/2016 9:00:38 PM*taking off his coat, Golden looks at the man with a smile "If that is who I think it is, the Federation is in serious trouble."-Golden *he cloaks and walks over to him
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The massive man turns toward him, eyes glowing red. The turrets continued to fire, ripping civilians and soldiers apart with no problem.
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*he smiles and walks up to the man with his armor glowing a bright gold "Hello, oh mighty one. I am Golden, the fist of Entropy. I must say, I am impressed by your work here. Not many except Cyprus survivors can deal this much damage to the Federation."-Golden
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At the word "Cyprus", his anger seems to multiply. Before you can even finish the sentence, you are on the ground, him having punched you. He's stepping towards you, turrets still firing on the civilians and soldiers. He grabs you by the chest armor, holding you close to him. You're about six feet off the ground, at eye level with him. He speaks, voice distorted and heavy. "What did you say about Cyprus?"
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"I said that I haven't seen power like yours from anyone other then Cyprus survivors. It is a compliment. You hate them don't you? So do I. One of them has been my enemy for years."-Golden *he seems calm, as though he has dealt with people like him before
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"I don't hate them. They are my past. I ran that team. But I no longer associate with them. I'm with fireteam Exalin again. Where I belong." He drops you, turning away and the turrets stop firing as anything in sight was dead, except you and him.
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"Who are you?"-Golden
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"A murderer. A killer. An executioner."
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Edited by SilverPulse620: 2/11/2016 11:36:28 PM"So am I. Don't worry, I have no intention of fighting you. Nice to meet you."-Golden
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He stays silent, walking away.
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[b]Anti aircraft cannons open up as you see a fighter with very familiar properties, until you realize it's from the exalin the fighter lands nearby, and you hear two sets of footsteps, and then gunfire as you turn around, you see two droids, one with four arms, both very similar looking, firing at the fed troops[/b]
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He stays focused, killing the civilians and soldiers that shot at him.
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[b]The four armed droid uses an auto rifle on a federation infantryman, and smoke issues from the wounds created from them, and the other blasts at six more, with a revolver, killing them all within 5 seconds[/b]
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He never turned, still killing civilians and soldiers alike.
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[b]The one with four arms exclaims[/b] "Haven't fought this hard since the Exalin!"
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With that, he stops firing, anger in his brain. He turns, walking towards the four armed being. Once there, he grabs the robot by the neck and pushes him into the ground. He stares down at the bot. "You know nothing of Exalin."
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"Calm the hell down! I WAS on that fireteam!" [spoiler]Im not sure which one klank was on[/spoiler] [b]He hears the click of a hammer being pulled on a revolver[/b] "Maybe you should calm down"
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"No..." He looks at you a bit harder. "....YOU WEREN'T!" He slams you into the other bot, sending the other bot flying. He throws you to the ground and both his turrets spin up, aiming at you. "Exalin never ended! The team is alive."
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"Python! Calm down! I'm Klank!" [b]Says the toyr armed droid, who righted himself with thrusters and avoided the crash[/b] "Calm down! What do you think murph would want?"
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His turrets open up, spitting lead into Klank's face as he held him down with his foot. He stared down at Klank as he began to fall apart from the extreme firepower.
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[b]As you fire on of the turrets jams, and three bullets surprisingly pierce your skin, hitting you in the leg[/b]
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The other turret continues pouring into Klank, tearing his upper body apart. The other turret quickly cleaned it's barrel and opened fire on the other bot.
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[b]He feels something land on him and tear off a turret, and you feel billets ripping into you much like the broken bot below you[/b]
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The bullets stop, as the turret's firing mechanism was interrupted by being disconnected from the main server. He reached up, grabbing the other bot by the head and pulling him over his back. He followed with a stomp onto the bot's chest.
