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Post by GBird on Nov 13, 2005 15:21:54 GMT -5
(This is an rp for just Me and M, but it's here because it has significance you all need to see) Gary stood in the firing range, his SMGs in his hands. The silver one pumping out more bullets than the copper one, but the copper one getting the better average of accuracy. He threw the spent clips on the floor and walked over towards the target, examining the accuracy of the weapons.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 13, 2005 15:24:33 GMT -5
A boy no older than he, tackled him from behind, then another jumped ontop of him, and a few more until there were about 7 boys piled up.
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Post by GBird on Nov 13, 2005 15:25:58 GMT -5
"What the-" Gary struggled to get them off, so he turned his wrist back as much as he could and fired. However, he'd forgotten to stick a new clip in. "Dammit." He closed his eyes as a thunderbolt struck the one on top of the pile.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 13, 2005 15:28:13 GMT -5
The boys all scrambled off, the one that the lightning had hit was severly injured in the back, and was unconcious.
A rainbow haired man about 27 years old appeared before Gary. "Where is she?"
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Post by GBird on Nov 13, 2005 15:30:09 GMT -5
Gary stood and shoved his hands into his pockets, secretly shoving a new clip into his SMGs. "Who?"
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 13, 2005 15:33:05 GMT -5
"Janner. Where is she?!" Cold black eyes glared at Gary. "Tell me and you'll be spared."
(Typical bad guy line)
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Post by GBird on Nov 13, 2005 15:35:24 GMT -5
Gary pulled out his SMGs, a fresh clip in each. "Go to hell." He said, safety flicking off.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 13, 2005 15:38:00 GMT -5
Immediately, more boys appeared, with rifles and shotties, and pistold and a buttload of other guns. One even had a crossbow.
"I'm FROM Hell." The guy laughed.
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Post by GBird on Nov 13, 2005 15:39:38 GMT -5
Gary closed his eyes, focusing his energy into his feet. He crouched down and jumped up and over the boys, firing rounds towards them the whole time.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 13, 2005 15:47:40 GMT -5
All at once, they fired back, the boy with the crossbow waiting. The tip of his arrow was glowing a bright red color.
The man disappeared.
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Post by GBird on Nov 13, 2005 15:49:27 GMT -5
Gary glanced around quickly and fired, spraying left and right, whilst walking backwards, towards the exit.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 13, 2005 15:51:07 GMT -5
The boys zeroed in on him, shooting, and getting shot. The crossbow disappeared, and appearedin the hands of the man who stopped the firing of his boys, and walked right towards Gary.
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Post by GBird on Nov 13, 2005 15:52:29 GMT -5
Gary glared at the man, but then noticed both Copper and Steel were empty. He pushed the button, allowing the clips to drop onto the floor, and put the SMGs away. He had no spare clips left, but was thinking the whole time.
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 13, 2005 15:53:25 GMT -5
The man held the crossbow steady. "I'm not going to kill you yet... I won't kill you if you help me."
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Post by GBird on Nov 13, 2005 15:57:53 GMT -5
Gary glared at the man. "What do you want me to do?"
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 13, 2005 15:59:39 GMT -5
"Easy. Just lead me to Janner, kill it, and nothing will come to Des." The man sneered.
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Post by GBird on Nov 13, 2005 16:04:49 GMT -5
Gary raised an eyebrow at the man. "You're as stupid as you look." He said. "You seriously think I'd do that?"
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 13, 2005 16:06:30 GMT -5
"Yes." The man lifted the arrow head. "See this arrow head? Do you know what's on it?"
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Post by GBird on Nov 13, 2005 16:09:22 GMT -5
Gary glared at the arrow and snapped it in two with a thunder bolt. "I don't know, but I do know the answer isn't the rest of the arrow."
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Post by Desdemona on Nov 13, 2005 16:11:26 GMT -5
"A special concoction for your little girlfriend, Des. I find that this blood only works on her. Interesting, no?" The man sneered. "Though, getting shot with an arrow can kill anybody, mostly. So it doesn't really matter WHOM I shoot."
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