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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/31/2017 4:05:49 AM
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[b]Rook lowers his weapon, he turns around to walk away, unable to fire his weapon. He takes about two steps, when his AI can be heard yelling at him.[/b]
[i]Rook, don't![/i]
[b]Rook spins around, firing multiple shots at Watcher.[/b]
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[b]Each of shots connect, but none of them go through His armour had stopped the advances, granted one of his ribs was definitely broken[/b] "Good work boy. Didn't think you had it in you."
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[b]Rook stands motionless, not saying a word. He then drops his pistol, he falls to his knees. The blue light from his helmet is now off. Rook's AI now talks to Watcher.[/b] [i]Hey, you! You there! This was Rook's last failsafe, in a few seconds he will wake up but he has completely lost it. You can either run away, or you can end Rook's life. Your choice.[/i]
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"End his life? Why would I do that! The boy is a natural he n Should be taught! Molded..."
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[i]You think he wanted this!? You won't be able to control who he is now! [/i]
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"That's a damn shame." [b]Watcher got to his feet, drawing a red revolver. He pointed it at Rook's head [/b] [spoiler]Uh...? I'm asking for permission to kill him I guess.. [/spoiler]
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[i]You better h...[/i] [b]Ion cuts down to static before he can finish his sentence. Rook's helmet turns back on, he quickly looks up. He swings for the gun to knock it away without saying a word.[/b]
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[b]Watcher pulled the trigger, the hand hitting him a second to late as the bullet flew towards Rook... The Gun went in the air, everything was in slow motion it seemed. [/b]
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[b]The bullet was lodged in the helmet, the visor was flickering on and off. Rook quickly got to his feet, stumbling from the gunshot. Rook's voice was now deeper and flickered with static, almost like a robot. However it sounded as if Rook was arguing his counterpart. [/b] "Bring it you -blam!-er!...I'll rip your eyes out you..." [u][i]"Silence, you shall never see the face of the earth again."[/i][/u] [b]Rook scrambled to pick up his shotgun. Barley able to aim.[/b] [u][i]"Well now, I'm sorry to you on the other side, for Rook is gone. And you are next."[/i][/u]
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"Heh we'll see." [b]Watcher reached over his shoulder, pulling a rifle over it. A sniper. Fifty cal, armor piercing rounds. Shit. He pulled the trigger once headed for Rook's chest, and rolled to the side towards his revolver [/b]
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[b]Rook ducked down, but the shot hits his arm. A gaping hole where it hit. His armor shattered. The other Rook screams in pain. As he could only control a mind, but cannot take the pain of a gunshot.[/b] "Shake it off you little bitch..." [b]Rook was fighting himself in his mind. Trying to gain control of his mind.[/b] [u][i]"Don't get your hopes up."[/i][/u] [b]Rook positioned himself, he aimed his shotgun towards Watcher, and pulls the trigger.[/b]
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[b]Watcher rolled to the side, but with such a wide spread a few pellets caught him on his right side. He grunted, firing off two more round from his sniper [/b]
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[b]Rook dove to cover, one of the shots hitting him in the same arm, rendering it useless. He can barely hold the shotgun. [/b] [u][i]"Looks like you were stronger than I expected."[/i][/u] [b]Rook sits behind a simple pile of rubble. He reloads his sidearm, waiting for the right moment to open fire again.[/b]
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[b]Watcher ducked down behind a bench, putting the rifle on top of the thing that you know I'm talking about but can't name, like the top of the bench He aimed his sniper towards Rook's position and threw a rock some feet away to make it seem like he was moving [/b]
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[b]Rook stays behind cover. He tries to peek out of cover, but he can't see clearly because of his helmet. He blind-fires a few shots, all missing. Rook stays silent. Neither mind is arguing. Ion still silent. However, other voices coming from Rook's position can be heard. [/b] [b][i]"Rook! Left side, watch...[/i][/b] [b]Gunfire can be heard, the voice is cut off. A memory of Rook's, one of his friends being shot and killed. It was his counterpart trying to control Rook through fear.[/b] [b]Suddenly Rook jumps from his position. He quickly spots Watcher, he starts firing multiple bullets.[/b]
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[b]The bench provided good cover, most of the bullets being stopped because it was stone Watch fired off three shots, before a bull caught him in the shoulder and he Knelt down [/b]
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[b]Rook finally gains control of his mind. But it is too late.[/b] "Guess who's back motherf..." [b]He is struck three tines and falls to the ground. The first shot was stopped by his armor. The other two strike him in the lower chest area. Rook lay on the ground. Motinless. Ion was able to talk again[/b] [i]Vital signs are bad. Chances of survival at 4.33%. [/i]
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[b]He got to his feet, walking to where Rook fell][/b] "Should he even survive? He seems dangerous."
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[i]I don't know. On one hand, he has control of mind. On the other, this is the closest he will get to losing his mind. There is no tine to help, he'll bleed out before anything would help. I honestly didn't think he would snap. If he survives by some large miracle, he won't be the same. It's up to you, you can end his life, or just walk away. But I can't do anything about it.[/i]
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[b]The mag dropped to the ground, empty. Watcher slammed in a new mag, taking aim at Rook's head. [/b] "Is it absolutely necessary?"
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[i]That's up for you to decide. If you think Rook should be ensured death, go ahead. If you don't, well, you can just walk away.[/i] [spoiler]The choice is yours. I don't care what the outcome is. But you can choose whatever.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Is there any possible way of helping him?? [/spoiler] [b]Watcher placed his finger on the trigger, pulling only slightly so it didn't fire quite yet [/b]
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[spoiler]If you want to. Go ahead.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]...[/spoiler] [b]Watcher pulled the trigger and the Bullet flew towards Rook's head [/b]
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[spoiler]Oh, I meant that if you wanted to try and help Rook you could try. But whatever.[/spoiler] [b]Rook barley moved. The light from his shattered helmet still flickered, but Rook layed dead. [/b]
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[spoiler]GODDAMMIT [/spoiler] [b]He fired a second round, then a third to insure that the man was dead [/b]
