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2003-04-24, 10:44 PM | [Ignore Me] #17 | ||
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don't know if hamma is going to like being called a traitor. "yu naughty naught boy yu" don't go pissing on the hornets nest. or in this case poking the "big bad" (yeah right) site owner with a stick. you might just lose something near and dear to your private region.
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2003-04-26, 02:19 PM | [Ignore Me] #19 | ||
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Starrider's mother sat down on the couch and put her hand to her forehead, "It can't be." Cyber continued, "I think Sputty was killed because Hamma heard of his suspicions." "But," She tried to continue, before a knock came at the door, "come in." The door swung open, and Hamma entered and closed the door behind him, hands behind his back. "Hello Cyber, Hello Mrs. Sputty. I assume that Cyber was informing you of your husband�s suspicions of me?" he said coldly. She very slowly nodded her head. "Well, I've come here to tell you that, frankly there all true," then Hamma's hand behind come to the front, wielding a repeater. "I'm terribly sorry I have to do this," Hamma continued, and he shot Cyber in the head, and then pointed the gun at her. Cyber fell to the floor in a slump, blood oozing from the hole in his temple. Starrider watched from behind the couch in fear, his body went stiff and cold. His mind told him to run, but his legs remained. Starrider's mother stood up before Hamma, "You can't!" she screamed. "Oh, but I already have," Hamma replied with a devilish grin, and fired the Repeater again into her forehead. Starrider's mother stood for a second, as if held up by a magical force, and then with another bullet from the Repeater she fell to the couch. Starrider wanted to run to his mother, but still his legs remained stiff and refused to move. His body was frozen in terror, half that Hamma might see him, the other half that his mother was gone forever. Hamma quickly placed the Repeater in its holster, and then turned on his radio. "Med Lab! I've found two dead! Send Medics to my location! Hamma out," he said into the radio, then turned and walked out the door to wait for the medics.
Starrider, snapping back into a moveable state stood up, and quietly ran to his room and put on his infiltration suit, then grabbed his Repeater. He remembered his parents telling him that if anything should happen to them, to keep a cool head, and that he would be taken care of. By now, Starrider knew "taken care of" meant being sent to an orphanage. It was one of his worst nightmares, and the thoughts haunted him as he activated his infiltration suit. He wanted to lunge at Hamma and shoot him, but he knew that he would easily be made short work of. He stared angrily at Hamma as he slipped out of the door and proceeded to walk slowly towards the last two people he knew he could trust; his friends Destroyeron and michaelsuave. They were all about the same age and were great friends. Michaelsuave was a bit of a nutcase, and he dreamed of piloting Prowlers. He enjoyed explosives and wanted to gun on the baddest ass tank on the planet. He was a nice guy even if he is somewhat wacky on first impression, but he made a great friend once you got to know him. Destroyeron, on the other hand was a bit...cold. Love only crept out of his body to his parents and very, very close friends. He was an all out run and gun killing machine. His father gave him his first gun when he was five, and he shot a fellow CDL member in the butt the first day he got it. He said it was exactly where he was aiming. He loved his parents, but from an early age didn't get along very well with them, and wanted to get away. Starrider thought of his friends, and what they might do or where they might go. He walked into Destroyeron's dorm first, as if was fairly close to his. As he opened the door, he saw Destroyeron sitting on his bed, reading a survival book. Destroyeron peeked up from his reading and saw the door close. He grabbed a Repeater from his bedside, aimed it at the door, and fired. He bullet mad a loud thumping noise as it crescended into the door. Starrider, anticipating this movement was already knelt down, and he flipped off his infiltration suit. Destroyeron saw Starrider and put the repeater down with a, "one day your going to do that, be too slow to duck and I'm gonna end up killing you." "I know," Starrider said laughingly, so why don't you stop doing it?" Destroyeron shrugged, "so what yah doing?" "Hamma killed my parents," Starrider replied, the tears slowly reforming on his eyes. Destroyeron looked at Starrider then started laughing his ass off.
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2003-04-27, 02:04 PM | [Ignore Me] #24 | ||
Troll x2
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Starrider stood there in disbelief then walked over to Destroyeron and smacked him. "Ouch!" Destroyeron exclaimed, "Oh your serious aren't you?" Starrider stared at Destroyeron, not needing words to explain himself. "Oh shit..." he responded in disbelief. � Are you sure it was him?" Destroyeron asked again. "I was there you idiot," Starrider snapped. Destroyeron there, on his bed, realizing what was at stake, "He has-" Suddenly a knock came at the door. Starrider stepped back to the wall and activated his infiltration suit. Then the door opened and Hamma and two other Terran Republic soldiers stepped in. Destroyeron stood up and saluted. "At ease," Hamma said with a wave of his hand, and Destroyeron stood loosely. "You are friends with Starrider correct?" Hamma asked. Destroyeron nodded, "yes, Sir." "Do you know here he is?" Hamma asked listening closely. With a slight pause Destroyeron replied, "No, Sir." "Are you sure?" Hamma asked for the last time. Destroyeron nodded his head, "Yes, I have not seen him today, sir." Hamma nodded, saluted, and left, closing the door behind him.
Starrider reappeared behind Destroyeron. "Why do I get the feeling he didn't want to promote you?" Destroyeron asked calmly. "You and me both," Starrider acknowledged, "We have to get out of here." Destroyeron's cold face suddenly emerged with big grin, "You mean leave?" Starrider nodded. "Great! Let�s get mike and go!" Starrider wished silently to himself he had Destroyeron's enthusiasm. Perhaps there was an advantage to having a very loose relationship with ones parents. "Did you get that Marauder Certification yet?" Starrider asked Destroyeron. Destroyeron grinned, indicating yes. "Your gonna have to wear an infiltration suit," Starrider said. "Fine," Destroyeron muttered, and he withdrew his Infiltration suit from his draw. Starrider turned around ask Destroyeron changed. The shuffling of clothes could be heard and then a zipper. "Great lets go," Destroyeron said as he grabbed his Repeater, activated his infiltration suit, and opened the door. Starrider activated his infiltration suit and followed Destroyeron, closing the door on the way. They headed down the hallway towards michaelsuave's dorm. They opened the door and stepped in to see michaelsuave sleeping on his bed. They closed the door and disabled their infiltration suits. "How much you wanna bet he was up all night studying for that Prowler cert?" Destroyeron said. "Probably," Starrider agreed. Michaelsuave rolled over in his bed, and Destroyeron walked over and threw him off it. He fell to the floor with a thud, then his arms reached up, rubbed his eyes and looked up to see Destroyeron staring down at him. "What the hell was that for?" he asked. "To wake you up," Destroyeron said. "A gentle push next time will suffice thank you," michaelsuave said, sitting up. "Did you get the cert?" Starrider asked. Michaelsuave eyes lit up as it came back to him, "Yeah! I did!" he said very energetically. "Great, now get your stuff, we're leaving," Destroyeron ordered him.
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2003-04-27, 02:25 PM | [Ignore Me] #25 | ||
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since mike got the prowler cert lets take a prowler....ill gun mike can drive and u can have the the third spot.
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2003-05-02, 10:30 PM | [Ignore Me] #26 | ||
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Michaelsuave slowly got his clothes and equipment together, and like the other two activated his infiltration suit. They all nodded to each other and followed Starrider out the door and down the hallway, trying to be very quite. As they rounded the corner the saw the entrance for the Vehicle pad. "You two get vehicles, I'll go get as much ammo as I can carry, but we'll get more after the vehicles spawn," Starrider explained and sneaked around the corner towards the ammunitions room. "You get the Prowler, I'm gonna grab a Marauder and some Wraiths," Destroyeron said to Michaelsuave. "Wraiths? Were you gonna put them?" he asked. Destroyeron shrugged, "we can shove em somewhere." Destroyeron ordered a Marauder and three Wraiths, then Michaelsuave ordered his Prowler, and in a few minutes, they came up. Michaelsuave hopped into the Prowler and drove it off the Pad and to a nearby tree. Destroyeron drove the Marauder next to the Prowler, and then moved the Wraiths behind them with Michaelsuave's help. "Let's go help Starrider with the ammo," Destroyeron said and they headed towards the ammunition room. On the way down the hallway, they saw Starrider carrying lots of standard ammo, "Be Sure to get some Armour Piercing," he said as he walked by. Destroyeron and Michaelsuave nodded and headed into the Ammunitions room. Destroyeron punched in for a load of Armour piercing ammo, and then started stacking the clips as they appeared. Michaelsuave put in orders for Cyclers, a minigun, a Bolt Driver and some Repeaters and Chainsaw knives. The machine began spitting out the weapons and Destroyeron laughed as he watched Michaelsuave fumble with all the weapons. Michaelsuave frowned at Destroyeron and threw him the minigun, which Destroyeron caught and loaded. Destroyeron then threw three standard ammo clips to Michaelsuave, which he loaded into the Cyclers. "Make sure there all loaded," Destroyeron said. Michaelsuave finished loading all the Repeaters and the Bolt Driver then stuck a Cycler under each arm, grabbed the repeaters and the knives, and started wobbling towards the door. "Get the Bolt Driver," he said on the way out. "Lazy," Destroyeron mumbled as the Slung the Bolt Driver over his back, then grabbed the minigun, and as many ammo clips as he could carry.
As they approached their vehicles, Michaelsuave and Destroyeron saw Starrider trying to push a Wraith into the Marauders trunk. Michaelsuave and Destroyeron threw all the weapons and ammo into the Prowlers trunk, then proceeded to help Starrider shove the Wraith into the Marauders trunk. "Great, Now what about the other two?" Michaelsuave asked. Starrider pointed to a long rope on the ground next to the Prowler, "We pull them." After a good 20 minutes, the two Wraiths were properly secure onto the back of the Prowler. "Time to go!" Starrider said and he hopped into the gunner�s seat of the Prowler. Destroyeron and Michaelsuave nodded, and Mike took his seat at the Prowlers controls. Destroyeron grabbed the bolt Driver and Cycler from the Prowlers tank, and then took his place behind the wheel of the Marauder, placing the Cycler and Bolt Driver in the passenger seat. Destroyeron put on his headset and started up the Marauder. The Prowler began to move towards the forest, and Destroyeron followed. "So where are we going exactly?" Destroyeron asked. "Here," Starrider came on over the radio, and then a map came up on the Marauders screen that showed a red path traveling across the forest, then leading to the middle of another forest on the edge of the continent. "Great, a nice drive," Destroyeron said, as he liked driving. With that the Prowler and Marauder disappeared into the green and brown of the forest.
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2003-05-02, 11:02 PM | [Ignore Me] #28 | ||
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well no.....
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