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originally posted in:The New Dojo
1/10/2018 9:15:23 PM
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“I don’t see what your laughing about you overweight space turtle”. He mutters under his breath. “So does that mean access granted”? He says not really being serious.
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[i]The Cabal in front of him would descend into silence, before pressing the heavy barrel against the man's chest and pushing him back. His finger rested on the trigger, as it murmured a threatening phrase.[/i]
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“We’re done here space slug”. He jumps to the right before the cabal can even pull the trigger of his gun. The mans left hand goes to his gun pulling it out and taking a shot at the cabals head before landing in a forward roll placing him behind the cabal and shooting it In the back.
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[i]Instigating combat with a hulking soldier was a bad idea already. Initiating combat with a pistol shot to heavy armor was worse. Initiating combat with seven other troops standing by was purely idiotic.[/i] [i]The Cabal would suddenly raise his left hand as he crouched down, the bullet embedding itself within his forearm's plating. As pistol rounds clashed into his armor, his attacker would find himself aimed at, by the Cabal's companions: seven barrels aimed at him in a firing line, just to where they wouldn't hit their companion, whom was retreating, and each pulling the trigger and letting forth the wrath of void-infused, three-round bursts.[/i]
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The man would quickly jump behind a part of the ship that he could use as cover raising his left robotic arm as he jumps to hopefully try to deflect some of the bullets. Two of the bullets would hit him in the back sending him to the ground behind cover but not doing any more than that because his back is mostly made of metal. He would get up in a crouch and fire 5 quick shots from his pistol that would go flying towards the heads of some of the cabal before ducking back behind cover. (The pistol is more futuristic so it can hold a bit more ammo, actually damage the cabal, and the pistol mixed with his arm and robotic eye makes his shooting extremely accurate.)
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[i]The Cabal would drop down into cover as one of their soldier's helmet would pop off, the gargled screams writhing through the air before the Cabal fell over, exposed to the oxygen of Earth. Seekers would float above the man, letting loose explosive payloads of turret fire. No mercy, it seemed.[/i]
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“Well there really is no rest for the wicked then”. He would leap to the side as turret fire rains down on him. His face would get hit so many times that when he jumps away you can see metal were bones would usually be. His right leg is also bleeding like crazy making it nearly impossible for him to walk. So when he lands from his jump he would limp over to where the ships cockpit would be and shoot the view screen allowing him to crawl into the cockpit and frantically look for any explosive, guns, even things that could heal him. But he also hoped to find the ships crew.
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[i]Only one of the crew members would begin to awake.[/i] "Oh, for God's sake-" [i]The Warlock yelled, brandishing a jagged revolver. His general reaction was to aim and fire at whoever had crashed through the ship's cockpit, though seeing as it was a human that was being attacked by Cabal.. he pulled the man into cover, sighing.[/i] "Y'know - why the hell do regular people jump into our affairs? I mean - it's not like some dumbass friend of mine crashed this hunk of junk.." [i]He muttered underneath his Obsidian Mind, before looking at the man.[/i] "What are you, some sort of vigilante?"
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“No I’m a cop a former cop I mean. I was a bladerunner “. He stops halfway through his sentence. “Listen I don’t even have time to explain why I don’t have time so can we get on to shooting the oversized space turtles! With that he turns around and fires a couple more bullets,
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"Can't tell what kind of crappy reference that is." [i]The Warlock muttered, while the Cabal would surround the ship, one of the bullets busting through one's head. The Warlock would begin to move through his inventory, before drawing a fairly large, loaded machine gun.[/i] "Please tell me that you can aim and shoot a fuсking gun."
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Edited by ImaDrizzit: 1/13/2018 3:54:47 PMHe seems to ignore the warlocks remark and aims his gun at a cabal and fires off a few shots with near perfect accuracy then he shoots a fan of bullets at the rest of the space turtles.
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[i]The Cabal would be smart enough to engage in a defensive pattern, focusing behind three Phalanxes as they fired at the ship. The shots bounced off of the energy shields.[/i] "Look, buddy, something [i]big[/i] might work."
