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*starts to fire at will, apparently the burst shots are working.* "Take that mother f*ckers!" he yells while unloading on them. "Shit almost out of bullets going to have to reload soon."
"Watch it!!" He pulls Hayden behind the truck as one of the remaining ones seeks to tear him to bits.
"We got two more of those things. I wouldn't be so worried if they were just drones...but these 'll chew you apart if they get the chance." Marcus draws his sword and hurls blindly it at one. By the sound of it, he must have made contact.
We gotta make our choices...because in the end we are who we choose to be.
Because choice is the only real freedom any of us have.
*starts to fire at will, apparently the burst shots are working.* "Take that mother f*ckers!" he yells while unloading on them. "Shit almost out of bullets going to have to reload soon."
Marcus tosses him some Boltok ammo. "I don't know if they'll work...but here's hoping." He tosses an ink grenade, hoping to weaken them enough to melee'd. He begins to fires bursts of lancer fire while rodie running to another vehicle.
We gotta make our choices...because in the end we are who we choose to be.
Because choice is the only real freedom any of us have.
*continues the battle with boltok ammo* "how many mroe of these annoying pricks do you think there are?"
"I counted three. Let's just be glad they aren't boomers...or maulers." He shouts at him. He rushes the one with the sword stuck in him. The grinder is too encumbered by the weapon and is further hampered by the sword in it.
Running towards it with chainsaw on full-speed, he thrusts into the grinder's chest, and brings the sword down with enough force to split it in half. He ducks behind cover as the last one brings its full, devisating attention on him.
We gotta make our choices...because in the end we are who we choose to be.
Because choice is the only real freedom any of us have.
"oh shit." I exclaimed. *fires three burst shots into the thing* it then blows to pieces. "Problem solved. Scum." *blows the smoke from the barrel of the revolver*
"At least it wasn't a beserker: those things are basically unkillable, unless you have a hammer of dawn." As soon as fenix speaks, a large, ugly creature breaks through the rubble. A beserker. "I spoke too soon. Keep quiet, these blades took out my first lancer. They might be able to cut through that hide, provided we can sneak up on her." He whispers.
We gotta make our choices...because in the end we are who we choose to be.
Because choice is the only real freedom any of us have.
"F*ck......at least the damn thing is blind." *Reloads quietly*..................
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