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Post by Crow on Feb 1, 2008 11:53:25 GMT -5
Crow was also out and laughing insanely. As usual anyway.....He was lighting people up with the flamethrower, with most of his victims rolling on the ground in pain grabbing their faces. One of them walked up with a knife; he laughed, pulled the trigger, and dodged back as the thing ran out of methane. He cursed loudly and drew the dual SMGs, firing on the man a few times in the head. He ran out with the smgs firing on any of the gang members that moved, eventually spotting the archer from earlier after an arrow made a bloody streak across his back. He ignored the man for the time being, firing on everyone else. After the fight was over he was seen stabbing the man to death with his own arrows.
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Post by Crow on Jan 31, 2008 14:56:43 GMT -5
"You never fail to get somthing great clink!" He said, stashing the smgs in his pockets making sure to leave the safety on. He picked it up and put it on, pointing the thing at the door, "Alright, everyone ready?"
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Post by Crow on Jan 31, 2008 14:09:31 GMT -5
Crow turned around, "Clink! if you have somthing that can help us kill the gang outside I might be tempted to say yes!" He said, "Please tell me you have somthing! I'd rather not get shot by going outside if I can help it you see...."
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Post by Crow on Jan 31, 2008 12:15:11 GMT -5
The question was answered by an explosion outside, followed by a shout of glee from Crow. The radio came to life again, "You find the-" A bullet aparently found its way into the room again as he cut off with another ricocheting sound. Over the radio he could be heard firing off multiple rounds while swearing the whole time, "You get into the grenade stash yet?" Another explosion was heard again and the bandits were getting smart enough to keep a decent distance away. "Hey, i'm headed down to get some of my weapons now, it's too risky to snipe people with them in range to get off good shots." He walked to where some of the other bandits stored his boxes and pulled out a pair of SMGs and put a few clips on his belt after loading the thing. He walked back holding the SMGs with his sniper strapped on his back. "Whenever you're ready..."
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Post by Crow on Jan 30, 2008 19:04:17 GMT -5
The radio crackled to life again, "my god....white flag or not, Gail is either going to kill that b**** or give her a hug for doing that......" He said, firing on some of the others. He changed his voice to mimic the pitch of one of those cheesy sales men, "Buggys bikes and trucks! Get one while you can! They sell like lightning! all for the price of a few spent bullet shells! buy now!" Over the radio several gunshots rang out while he said that, "Ah...I love scavenging....."
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Post by Crow on Jan 30, 2008 16:44:57 GMT -5
More gunshots were heard upstairs along with a cheerfull shout from Crow. The radio came to life with a burst of static before crow's voice came in, "Hey, are evaan and gail back? They see the tower and are headed this way, ETA ten minuites, repeat, ten minuites. I'll get as many of them as I can before they get here, but there's going to be more than enough of them to-" Somthing ricocheting in the room inturrupted him momentarily, "son of a b****!" Crow fired again, "sorry about that, one of them fired off a shot that would have knocked a hat off of my head....."
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Post by Crow on Jan 30, 2008 16:07:25 GMT -5
There were a lot of them.....They were in trucks, dirtbikes and buggys. "Quite a few of them. Looks like they outnumber us three to one...." Several gunshots rang out from upstairs, "Make that two and a half to one...." He watched some of them take cover as a small part of their force fell with gaping holes in their heads "On a side note, I love this gun....."
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Post by Crow on Jan 30, 2008 12:09:41 GMT -5
"Hey...you hear that? aw sh**! start running this stuff inside! we got a gang coming!" He shouted grabbing a large box and running inside shouting curses to the ten or so others who ran out and started helping him because of the "favors" he'd done for them. Eventually they were all inside with the boxes stored in Cypher's side room. Inside Crow was starting to shout orders, "Get those window plates in place! Lock everuthing but the front door, and for christ's sake! get your f**king vehicles locked down!" He said, making his own buggy inoperable untill they passed away. Tower or not, the thing had survived countless sanddstorms over fifty years(some say even longer than that) and was still in good shape. It was also said that the place could stand up to gunshots. "Everyone to the bottom floor! We still got Evaan and Gail out there! Shoot anything that isn't one of ours!" He started climbing the stairs to the snipers post. When he got there he tryed to spot the large dust cloud that they would normally leave. Stashed with more ammo than someone usually in the military he almost felt sorry for them.
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Post by Crow on Jan 29, 2008 19:33:27 GMT -5
Er....let's take the easy way out.....We'll delete the screwed up posts and we can try this again......
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Post by Crow on Jan 29, 2008 15:21:49 GMT -5
"bah, fine....probobly nothing that great anyway....." He said, walking into the trailer. A sofa, a few boxes, a fridge full of food, and a crapload of boxes. Crow plopped onto the sofa, apparently about to make a smart-ass comment before he jumped off of it yelping in pain, "Son of a b****! Somthing stuck me!" He kicked the thing in anger and it rattled. "Hey, hand me that knife of yours....I think this shipment got a whole lot more interesting." When He cut open the sofa there was a weapons cashe inside it as well as a few of the guns pointed up in a perfect position to get someone in a bad mood. He pulled up a very nice looking sniper rifle and looked it over. "Fifty fifty or eighty twenty.....we both just scored.....I say we pick out what we want before we sell this sh**, weapons are hard to get a hold of nowadays...."
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Post by Crow on Jan 29, 2008 12:38:33 GMT -5
"Well, while you guys are so happily going at it I'm going to look over that trailer of loot!" He said rubbing his hands together. "Don't worry Cypher, haven't forgotten your share. Though your only getting a fourth because you wrecked my new ride. Think I'm just going to get this one upgraded with Click* up at the town." He picked up the rifle that no one seemed to notice along with a good portion of the ammo lying around and got in his buggy, driving back to the base.
*Click:Insane town inventor and mechanic. Known for his brilliance and insanity going to work on more unusual projects.
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Post by Crow on Jan 28, 2008 21:51:22 GMT -5
When Crow drove over he was cursing like a demon, "you going to shoot her? I'm out of ammo." He said, walking over. "After I sort through the junk in the trailer I'll give you your half. Don't want to give you more than your fair share....." He started looking over the buggy and saw it wasn't totally scrapped. He could just tow it back, wouldn't be easy, but it was possible. He looked at her and sighed again, wondering why things had to go south again.
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Post by Crow on Jan 28, 2008 19:58:41 GMT -5
Crow chuckled as the buggy settled into a predictable rythm, "perfect shot...." He said, as he lined up his Crosshairs on the girls head. He pulled the trigger and nothing happened. He cursed loudly and chucked his empty clip into the sand. Everyone in the nearby area could hear him shout quite clearly, "That was my last f**king clip!"
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Post by Crow on Jan 28, 2008 17:27:39 GMT -5
"You can have half of whatever's in the F**king trailer! Just do somthing!" He shouted, pulling over to a stop on a relitively high dune. He took aim with his sniper rifle and fired a few times, some barely missing Sasha's head. "God d**n it! stop moving so I can get a clean shot!" He said after the last shot blew through the glove compatrment.
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Post by Crow on Jan 28, 2008 13:22:46 GMT -5
(anyway....thanks for that...)
Crow just sighed at the mans neverending mouth, "What the hell do you think we're going out to get you old F*k!?" He hopped into the buggy and waited for Koryn to get in. When she was he spun the tires showering the man before the buggy drove off towards the sight of the last buggy. The look on his face was almost funny when he saw the missing buggy. "Stay here for a sec!" He hopped out and ran up a dune, looking into his sniper rifle to see the trailing buggy. "God d**n it!" He shouted, sliding down the dune and running into his own dune buggy. Then, without an explination to Koryn he set the engines to work, carrying him to follow the trail of his stolen, stolen goods.
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