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6/14/2016 11:15:29 PM
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[spoiler]He'd fall under chaotic neutral, but he can be either. I'd say good for now.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Hmmmmmm... Will he try to fuсk shit up given the circumstances?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Probably not. If anything can be said about him for certain, it's that he's honorable.[/spoiler]
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Edited by Shadlezz: 6/14/2016 11:20:54 PM[spoiler]alrighty. By now, you already know what the ship looks like I assume.[/spoiler] The first thing he noticed, piercing through his headache, was the distant sound of gunfire. And by the sounds of it, there was enough firepower being flung around to conquer a whole region, if not a whole continent.
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[spoiler]Alright. Just FYI, even unarmed and without abilities, this guy is by far my most powerful character.[/spoiler] He hesitated, his heightened senses detecting the cacophony of gunfire from far, far away from the combat itself. He was unarmed, but this may be his only chance to secure a firearm for himself... And to learn where the hell he was. He continued towards the sound of gunfire.
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[spoiler]Powerful... welcome to the Warhammer universe my friend.[/spoiler] As he approached, he heard a strange voice piercing over the gunfire. The voice was excessively deep and grovelly. [b][i]"BWAAHAHAHAHA! DAS RITE, ERE'S WOT YOU GET YA NOB 'EDZ!!"[/i][/b] The deep voice laughed madly over the fire.
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That wasn't good. Ginger froze again, recognizing that voice through the hazy pain in his head. It was from a log that his friend Thomas Weiss had shown him back on Terram in the Golden City... GodKillah, the Ork. Or, at least some kind of Ork. He had only come across a few in his brief time in that dimension, but his predecessor, even fully armed, had struggled against these beasts. He was now magnitudes stronger, but without weapons, or even his Manipular skills... He wouldn't stand a chance. He moved forwards still, seeking cover where he could find it.
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The massive, Gigantic Ork was the one carrying all that firepower around, he was blasting some lifeforms to bits. Telling what those lifeforms were was difficult, since they were getting utterly vaporized by the blasts.
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Hallwinter scanned the floor for any weapons, caring little for whatever organisms were being massacred, for the time being. His heavy armor could take quite a few blows, if need be, but there wouldn't be much of a fight if he was unarmed.
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The Ork didn't drop any weapons, which was odd considering the massive load he lobbed around. As for the others, any weapons they once carried had been charred beyond usefulness.
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Ginger crouched down, and punches the ground with his armored fist, testing something. The stone shattered under the impact, and he grabbed a fist-sized hunk of rock. He peaks his head up from behind cover, seeing if there's any way to get past the massive Ork warrior.
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[b][i]"Huh? Woss dat?"[/i][/b] The massive ork turned around, looking to where the noise came from.
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He gets back into cover before the Ork can detect him, and firmly grasps the stone in his hand. His armor would give him a few seconds of cover, if need be, but nothing more. He throws the stone across the room, away from where he came--it hits the floor with the force of a cannonball, throwing fragments of stone and dust into the air, alongside a massive boom. Hesitating only the second that was necessary, he sprints back towards where he came, hoping that the distraction could buy him time to slip away unseen. [spoiler]Sorry I'm running away, lol. It just seems like the only way I can get out of here unharmed.[/spoiler]
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[i][b]"OI HUMIE! DAS ROITE, KEEP RUNNIN' AWAY!"[/b][/i] The ork blared out in laughter, firing it's gunz in the air, causing dust of metal to fall.
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It was alright by Hallwinter. Better live to fight another day than to fight a hopeless battle for your wounded pride. Still, he swore to himself, and for Python's sake, that he would kill Godkillah someday, and end his Wagghh for good. He made his way back to the main junction where he heard the gunfire, and went a different way this time. Hopefully there wouldn't be any Orks this time around.
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[spoiler]huehuehue good lukk wiff dat[/spoiler] The rest of the ship seemed calm, contrasting with the Ork's loud demeanor. But the calm was... well, too calm. Something eerie was about.
