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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/3/2017 9:13:05 PM
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His smile only widened at the strength of the fire growing, her resistance not affecting his power in the slightest even if it did stop the mental trauma from being too bad.
"This is FUN!"
Bedlam laughed as he sat there, his ear healing.
"What's the next move, goat b*tch?! You gonna yiff me to death?! Throw more silly fire?!"
He couldn't stop laughing, sounding like a mad man.
"This...this is perfect! I love you, I really do! I mean, do you think you actually f*cking mean anything?! How many people have left you?! How many have treated you like dirt?! Like you don't mean anything....Honestly, I feel the same way a lot."
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She sighted his ear through the hole, then aimed for center mass...then pulled the trigger on the coilgun, after taking a second to make sure her guess was close enough. [i]Eat shit.[/i] She thought, her anger going beyond words
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[i]Anger spike much?[/i] He started rolling to the side as the shot broke through the boulder, making it rather useless cover at this point, while the round caused a hole to rip through his side. "Close..." He chuckled as blood poured out. "How many shots you got in that thing anyway?" His form vanished, reappearing behind another boulder. [i]That doesn't count as cheating, right? I mean, not like I was trapped or anything like I was with Dale...that guy was cool. I should grab another cold one with him sometime soon.[/i]
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She got down, switching back to the 7.72mm rounds and taking off the attachment, wanting to save it for later. Even if bedlam looked in her direction, she would be practically impossible to see due to her low profile and the snow piled on her.
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Edited by Stitch: 12/4/2017 4:22:51 PM"Bad idea?...Probably." Bedlam mumbled to himself quietly before forming an identicle rifle as Alpha's in his hands. He poked out of his newly found cover, rifle raised, and fired at Alpha's center of mass instantly despite her being well covered in snow. He immediatley leaned back behind cover knowing she'd probably fire right after his shot. [spoiler]Before ya go complain in chat where I may miss your question. I didn't suddenly make any of this up out of no where. Bedlam copied his last opponent's weapon too and sensed Dale through the sandstorm. How did he sense? All the hate, anger, fear, and the like radiating of Alpha.[/spoiler]
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Alpha rolled away, wincing as the rounds punctured her arm. She then fired back, and while their weapons were identical, she had more experience, able to more accurately fire at him using her thermal optics.
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The bullets bounced off the boulder as he had already gotten behind cover. "Does this thing shoot tic tacs? Worthless..." Bedlam would then smirk and go silent, planning.
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Then, he would hear a weird shifting sound. His perception of Alpha went fuzzy as she went gaseous and then solid, shifting from primordial molecules to the more advanced person she was. Goat...thing. Whatever. Then, Alpha appeared in front of him, gun raised. "Eat shit." She had switched back to the 12.7mm, though without any sort of coilgun attachment. She fired it at semi-auto, knowing he had a teleport of his own and she had to act fast.
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"WHY HELLO THERE, GOOD SIR!" He was sitting in a chair with his legs crossed and a cup of tea in one hand and a decorative plate in the other. He sipped the tea with a smile, slurping up that delicious hot liquid. "Having a bad day? I just got back from f*cking your ex while you took your time getting here. Quite a good catch, may I add. She repeatedly told me I was better than you, it was quite the show."
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She fired very quickly and efficiently. Double-tap to the head. Three to the chest, targeting the heart, lungs, and then his diaphragm. Two to his arms, one for each, likewise for the legs. Even if he dodged or teleported due to the fact that bullets fire faster than the human mind can process them, he wouldn't walk away unscathed.
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Edited by Stitch: 12/4/2017 11:13:01 PM[spoiler]The rules limit to .50's and this is a .50 with explosive rounds so....It's within the rules.[/spoiler] [spoiler]....Also, this whole thing was a planned trap I had been thinking of since yesterday. "Congratulations. You played yourself." Sorry?[/spoiler] All Alpha heard was what sounded like thunder behind her as a "Caliber .50, Armor-Piercing-Explosive-Incendiary" round, moving faster than sound, towards her back. Bedlam was sitting a small distance behind her with a M3M machine gun set up in front of him on a stand to keep it steady as he fired full-auto into her back. "JUST AS PLANNED!"
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A shot hit her in the back, followed by another. Her EVA was built to withstand microasteroids moving in the vacuum of space. That being said they weren't military rounds. Alpha went gas, but not before she was nursing a new wound. It hurt like hell and made crawling and rolling difficult, but it wasn't fatal. She set up shop nearby, farther away, firing 12.7mm at him. She had to get him wounded, fast.
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Bedlam turned the gun as she ran, firing once more when she solidified. The 1,100 rpm machine gun firing explosive/incendiary rounds straight at her. He just kept firing as a few of Alpha's shots dug into his left arm, his right still capable of firing.
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She was at a distance, so his firing was inaccurate due to his high rate of fire. She kept up the stream of continuous fire, aiming for his shoulder as she did so. She needed to take him apart to kill him.
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[spoiler]Th-That's not how guns work....This gun fires at moving light-vehicles accurately up to 1000m[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]She's a small target[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]...Did you watch the video? The grouping and amount of suppression fire? Some would miss, but since Alpha is in no cover and the rounds are explosive...[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]so are you telling me there's no escape from your instakill?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler][quote]NANI?!?!?[/quote][/spoiler]
