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Post by zyphan on Apr 19, 2007 17:30:19 GMT -5
Phobia checked that her broadsword was loose in its scabbard across her back before pulling her coat tighter, both to conceal the blade and keep out the rain. She looked at those around her.
"Are we all ready? I'm not leading us in here, someone else do that." Phobia looked at Gogol with his shotgun and pistols. "Would you be interested, since you've brought us this far already?"
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Post by Caelen on Apr 19, 2007 18:00:29 GMT -5
Fan slipped a hand into her pocket and withdrew a small cylindrical object. Her eyes had a faint spark of light in them, but nothing bright yet. Following Gogol's queue, she ducked behind the purple car as soon as she got out. With a mischievous grin, she looked at the red dot Symph was pointing at. "I can get the door open pretty quick" she said, holding up the cylinder and aiming it at the door, "but it's not going to be very quiet. If I could get closer I could open it quietly, but that red dot doesn't look very welcoming." Her grin turned suddenly into a look of both shock and horror. She pointed at another window, where a figure with two very large ears was standing. "Uh oh..."
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Post by ev1lpoptart on Apr 19, 2007 19:24:38 GMT -5
Gogol cocked an eyebrow. "uh-oh? what the hell does 'uh-oh' mean?" He peeked out from the shelter of his Chevelle and saw her. Instinctually, he ran a finger over the scar on his face. "You're kidding me," he chuckled a bit. "this just got a hell of a lot more interesting."
Gogol cracked his neck by whipping it from side to side, and took off his jacket, revealing the marvelous sleeve tattoos on his arms and chest, covered by a black A-neck shirt. Up his left arm was an array of evil-looking tattoos, demons, pentagrams, mean looking gargoyles, while up his right arm climbed a host of angels bearing swords and holy relics.
"Okay," he said. "They clearly know we're here. No need to be quiet; blow the door."
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Post by Jess on Apr 19, 2007 21:41:55 GMT -5
"I could lead us in-" Blam! The sniper fired, the bullet wizzing through her hair. Thankfully, her hyper-erratic movement made her such a hard target to hit with a precision weapon such as his.
The man cursed and found aiming from that point was harder since everyone was taking cover. Symphonia quickly- and awkwardly -fell behind the others so she didn't get hit, and began looking around for people who could help her and her companions....much to no avail.
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Post by Eldae on Apr 20, 2007 0:20:08 GMT -5
Winterheart casually broke the neck of the sniper, letting the man's body fall to the ground. He left both the body and the rifle where they were before moving silently back into the shadows provided by the poor lighting. He didn't know who the man had shot at, and didn't much care. "The enemy of my enemy," he thought to himself, as he moved through the darkness in search of another one of King Diamond's men to kill, the sniper being the third body he had left lying on the warehouse floor.
His original plan had been to wait for King Diamond to get whatever it was he was after and to wait for him to begin making his way out before attacking, but the decision to hole up in the warehouse made his job much more fun. He quickly moved away from the sniper's body, a wicked grin crossing his face as he sought more prey.
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Post by Caelen on Apr 20, 2007 14:09:38 GMT -5
Fan's eyes lit up like beacons and the cylinder in her hand rocketed towards the door. Stopping about three feet from the door, it quickly lined up with the handle. A small spark appeared at the end facing away from the door. With a loud BOOM the tiny firework went off with a huge crackle of sparks and lights, shooting a glowing missile directly into the door's handle. The door shuddered, and when the smoke cleared seconds later there was a large hole where the handle and latch had been. The door was otherwise intact, aside from scorching all over its surface. "That should do it!" she said. "So...who's first?"
Fan drew another firework from her pocket, this one being a collection of small cylinders wrapped around a larger one. It seemed to be much too large to have fit in the pocket she drew it from. In response to the looks from the group, she smiled and said "Think of it like a machine gun grenade launcher. I like the flashy stuff!"
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Post by ev1lpoptart on Apr 20, 2007 15:20:21 GMT -5
Gogol smiled a bit, "don't we all."
He turned out and ran toward the opening in the building, guns ready. Two thugs rounded the corner with Uzi submachine guns. Gogol put a bullet between each of their eyes before they could get a round off. Inside, he stood in a small office/waiting room area. Through the large windows, he could see the rest of the warehouse. Crates everywhere, stacked to the ceiling.
"what the fu--"
Gogol stuck one of his pistols into the fool's open mouth and pulled the trigger. He saw the muzzle flashes long before the sounds were made, and he was down, against the far wall. The assault from the submachine guns made a high tat tat tat sound as the bullets screamed toward the office. He hoped the others were fast behind him, and fast to duck.
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Post by Eldae on Apr 20, 2007 19:15:43 GMT -5
When he heard the explosive go off, Winterheart changed his path to head towards the sound. He figured that whoever was trying to get in could use some help, and he intended to give it to them. Hefting his axe, he moved closer to the gunshots, his eyes shining with anticipation of the battle to come.
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Post by Caelen on Apr 21, 2007 14:14:52 GMT -5
A tiny ball with a lit fuse rolled into the doorway. It stopped pointing straight up in the center, then began billowing green smoke until the doorway was replaced with a green smoky wall, though the smoke seemed to stay perfectly still and covered nothing other than the doorway itself. Fan jumped through the smoke and rolled behind a crate, then popped her hand with the strange firework up over the top and sparks appeared at the end of it. The small cylinders began firing many colors of bolts of fire, each of which made a small detonation when it connected with something. Strangely, there was almost no smoke generated by it. After the cylinders stopped firing, Fan looked to Gogol and shook her head, then she grinned. A loud THOOM erupted from the large cylinder and a huge ball of flame rocketed towards the gunners. It detonated in the air with a gigantic BOOM that shook the entire building. If the gunners survived, they wouldn't be hearing anything for a while at the very least. "Now if only I had more of these..." she muttered.
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Post by zyphan on Apr 22, 2007 22:12:24 GMT -5
Phobia followed the others, ducking behind crates while deflecting bullets with her broadsword. After Fan's firework display had passed, Phobia looked to Gogol.
"Where to now that our arrival has been noticed? Will we have to battle our way in?"
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Post by ev1lpoptart on Apr 22, 2007 22:54:26 GMT -5
Gogol shrugged. "I thought your crew knew where the item was at." He extended his arms and emptied his current clips in both of his handguns, not really caring if he hit anyone(although he did hear several groans of pain). "Go!" he shouted as he ejected the clips and slammed two new clips into the Glocks.
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Post by Jess on Apr 23, 2007 15:07:54 GMT -5
At his shout of go, Symph danced swiftly accross the floor, narrowly avoiding most gunfire. It was a mixture of her graceful spins and sudden erratic movements which truly threw off the shots of the gunmen- lucky for here they were just grunts.
She easily reached the other side with just a few strands of hair being ripped out by passing bullets- that can't be helped really. Happy, she showved a dead man off of the chair in the room she ended up in and sat down, happily munching away at his half-eaten croissant.
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Post by piñata on Apr 29, 2007 17:38:40 GMT -5
Wang Chung didn't trust that green smoke in front of the door -- he went in through a window instead, landing on the body of a man with a broken neck. Before realizing his target was already dead, he had brought his katanas down and decapitated the corpse. Disgusted at the rookie mistake -- after all, at his age he could hardly be a rookie at anything -- he looked around for more legitimate targets.
It appeared his companions were acquitting themselves quite well -- the lone hostile left in the room was a man who had been smart enough to circle around to the rear of the group, and was now crouching behind Phobia and aiming a rifle at her back. Wang Chung inserted a blade into the back of the man's neck, then grabbed him by the back of his shirt and gently eased his body to the floor without making a sound. "It's all clear in the back," he said as he came up alongside his friends. "Anyone see what's up ahead of us yet?"
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Post by Caelen on Apr 29, 2007 19:43:13 GMT -5
Fantasia walked around the room, bouncing over the bodies on the ground whenever they happened to lie in her path. She crouched next to one person who had been holding a small box. The box rattled a bit when shaken. Uninterested, she placed it back where she found it. "Where do you suppose that bunny lady went to? I saw her in the window over there a while ago" she said, waving towards the window Chung had used to enter the building. "You don't suppose there's some stairs somewhere do you?" Fan walked over to Symph and sat down on the ground next to her. "You're a really good dancer! It was like watching water..."
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Post by zyphan on Apr 29, 2007 20:18:48 GMT -5
Phobia was so focused on what everyone else was doing that she didn't notice the man behind her. She blushed and nodded a 'thanks' to Chung.
She ran over to Symph and Fan, careful of the spilled blood. There appeared to be noone else around- either they had fled or were all dead.
"So, now where to? I don't really have any experience with busting places like this."
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