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originally posted in:The Digital Dojo
9/10/2016 2:02:13 PM
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[spoiler]Mind if I take it from here?[/spoiler]
[i]The Train wobbled and tipped on the cliff side tracks. The 3 mile drop seeming to beckon the trains presence. As it continued to wobble and tip, bandits and mob members jump from the carts and on to the tracks. Two dozen at the least. The train hits a sharp turn, but this causes enough stress to throw it off the side of the tracks, sending the back of the carts flying upwards, still attached to their hinges. The back cart almost meets the front before the train is sent flying off, and into the canyon below. The smell of burning marijuana and Cocaine fills the air, reaching Yang-*cough!*-The woman.
But what also is reaching her...is the sound of many. MANY. Angry bandits running her way.[/i]
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"This'll be fun," [i]The woman who is not based off RWBY grunted, shakily standing up. Blood caked her shirt and jeans, from both large gashes in her skin as a result of jumping out of a moving train during an explosion, as well as where various areas of her skin were scorched off. Fighting through the pain, she eyed the bandits charging at her, taking a deep breath to slow her beating heart. Now was the time to focus, and everything she did counted. Raising her arms, she pointed her palms towards the mob of bandits, and opened fire, sending four firework missiles their way. The velocity of the fireworks were slower than that of a bullet, however fast enough that dodging it would be more of a challenge than, say, a rock thrown by human arms.[/i]
