Post by ..::The Bard::.. on Apr 3, 2006 17:28:32 GMT -5
(( Ok this takes place about 7 years into the terminator war, meaning that it's still a fairly new war. In this post here, Sgt Jack Thompson (My character) is in a destroyed city, fighting a losing battle against an army of T-32s. Most of the humans in the city are either dead or dieing and ammo is running out. If you need more information on everything just ask and EVERYONE CAN JOIN THIS RP. Doesn't matter which side, although robot's side would be rather boring if you think about it. Also if you need weapon names or characteristics of any kind just let me know and I'll be happy to tell you. Use either robot chars or Human chars, BUT no super powers or anything, just straight forward terminator stuff. ))
"THERE BREAKING THROUGH THE LINES!" Jack yelled as he layed suppressing fire on the t-32's infront of him, the bullets doing decent damage to their tough metalic alloy plateing.
He released the trigger on his H&K G36 custom, sprinting back to the secondary lines. He dove behind a barrier just as the machines fires, their bullets bouncing off of the titanium shield.
Jack raised himself off of the ground, turning himself back to facing the robots. He raised his gun up to his shoulder, pushing it against his shoulder padding for more accurate aim. The robots slowly approached his position, 6 of them if you counted. His finger wrapped around the trigger as he put his crosshairs on the robot's vitals. Jack fired his remaining 20 bullets into the skulls of 5 T-32s, the last on continued coming closer.
"F*CK! F*CK! F*CK!" He said as the empty clip fell out of the gun and onto the concrete below.
Jack quickly reached his hand around to his side pouch, looking back and forth from his hand to the robot that slowly advanced. He opened the pouch, removing his last clip. Jack ran the clip into the gun, and slammed the his hand into the bottom of it, making sure it was in there securly. The robot was just about on him, when he finally brought the gun up and fired 3 rounds into its main core, causing it to instantly shut down and collapse all together.
"Were the hell is my squad?" He asked himself, looking around now that he was somewhat safe.
The only thing Jack could see, was men dieing left and right, some running in fear, others holding their ground. Seeing this, Jack figured that his friends were also goners. He stood up, taking his eyes off the battle and instead looking for another weapon. On the ground next to him, lay a mangled corpse without a head, appearently torn apart by bullets. Jack did a quick search of the body, finding an M21 bolt action sniper rifle with plenty of ammo, and a .500 saw magnum with about 42 bullets on back up. Jack slung the sniper rifle on his shoulder, and placing all the ammo for both guns in the pouch/ satchel. He then grabbed the corpse's magnum holster and placed it on his belt, magnum holstered inside.
"Heh heh...alright time to get outa here." He said, now happy he had something else to hold off the machines.
With that Jack ran off to one of the less destroyed, but deserted, buildings.
"THERE BREAKING THROUGH THE LINES!" Jack yelled as he layed suppressing fire on the t-32's infront of him, the bullets doing decent damage to their tough metalic alloy plateing.
He released the trigger on his H&K G36 custom, sprinting back to the secondary lines. He dove behind a barrier just as the machines fires, their bullets bouncing off of the titanium shield.
Jack raised himself off of the ground, turning himself back to facing the robots. He raised his gun up to his shoulder, pushing it against his shoulder padding for more accurate aim. The robots slowly approached his position, 6 of them if you counted. His finger wrapped around the trigger as he put his crosshairs on the robot's vitals. Jack fired his remaining 20 bullets into the skulls of 5 T-32s, the last on continued coming closer.
"F*CK! F*CK! F*CK!" He said as the empty clip fell out of the gun and onto the concrete below.
Jack quickly reached his hand around to his side pouch, looking back and forth from his hand to the robot that slowly advanced. He opened the pouch, removing his last clip. Jack ran the clip into the gun, and slammed the his hand into the bottom of it, making sure it was in there securly. The robot was just about on him, when he finally brought the gun up and fired 3 rounds into its main core, causing it to instantly shut down and collapse all together.
"Were the hell is my squad?" He asked himself, looking around now that he was somewhat safe.
The only thing Jack could see, was men dieing left and right, some running in fear, others holding their ground. Seeing this, Jack figured that his friends were also goners. He stood up, taking his eyes off the battle and instead looking for another weapon. On the ground next to him, lay a mangled corpse without a head, appearently torn apart by bullets. Jack did a quick search of the body, finding an M21 bolt action sniper rifle with plenty of ammo, and a .500 saw magnum with about 42 bullets on back up. Jack slung the sniper rifle on his shoulder, and placing all the ammo for both guns in the pouch/ satchel. He then grabbed the corpse's magnum holster and placed it on his belt, magnum holstered inside.
"Heh heh...alright time to get outa here." He said, now happy he had something else to hold off the machines.
With that Jack ran off to one of the less destroyed, but deserted, buildings.