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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/4/2017 8:53:15 PM
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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]
