| Encounter: Alliance Tower; Sparta / Praesidium | |
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| Hjorthorn | Friday, 29. November 2013, 12:53 Post #1 |
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Praesidium moves in to intercept Sparta before the fugitives can leave the system. Sparta has to survive for twelve minutes, the time it will take for their ship to arrive. They must then make it onto their vessel and out of the star system before their ship is destroyed. Sparta stats: x2 soldier-types; x1 technician (on ship); x1 commander; x1 mid-tier heavy ordnance (Scarlet's pulse cannon). Praesidium stats: x1 commander; x1 berserker; x1 high-tier heavy ordnance (Heavy gunship). Environment: First-floor lobby / Second-floor balcony offices ![]() ![]() ![]()
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| SpasticReflex | Wednesday, 11. December 2013, 08:01 Post #21 |
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Glekick holsters his pistols and pulls four hilts from his belt. Each unfolds into an identical saber (Reference bio and scove species) His right arm rolls forward two hands playing towards a scorpion stance, as his left arm falls into a heavy defencive stance. His feet shift slightly, and bends both sets of knees bringing him down to seven feet in height. He nods his head ever so slightly as if saying 'I respect your determination' but the look in his eyes was that of a machine. |
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| Hjorthorn | Wednesday, 11. December 2013, 08:19 Post #22 |
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"I'll take care of the ones upstairs," I say, reaching the top and turning the corner to see a woman with wings made of impact shielding. I open fire, crouching behind a desk. |
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| Deleted User | Wednesday, 11. December 2013, 08:31 Post #23 |
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Step after step, the challenger raises their sword above their head in a two handed grip with the blade facing up and tip pointing down. They begin to run at the enemy in a headlong charge. Fury and anger boiled in an immense aura around the masked figure. |
| Deleted User | Wednesday, 11. December 2013, 10:19 Post #24 |
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i command my wings in-front of me, deflecting the bullets as i dash forward, moving my wings for a moment to fire a few pulse rounds at the armored figure (would sure be nice if anybody in my crew would post, besides clock, he's fine) |
| SpasticReflex | Wednesday, 11. December 2013, 10:40 Post #25 |
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The giant takes a single step forward and to the left, he sweeps the blade away from himself and brings his knee up into the small humans chest with the force of a point blank shotgun blast. |
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| Deleted User | Wednesday, 11. December 2013, 10:55 Post #26 |
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The mask falls off and clatters to the ground, revealing a more or less shocked young girl's face mixed with fear. She drops the sword as she is sent flying into the air then crashing into the ground. Slowly and trembling she stands back up, refusing to unholster her pistol. She grits her teeth and draws a small knife with a blade the length of her hand. Holding her side with her left hand, she drops the knife into an underhand grip and raised it above her head in a defensive stance. She awaits death in pain. |
| SpasticReflex | Wednesday, 11. December 2013, 11:43 Post #27 |
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"Are you shitting me?" His overlapping voices erupt in laughter as his blades retract and he clips them back on to his armor. "You are a hatchling?" His form doesn't shift at all but it is apparent that he does not perceive a threat on this level. "Harbinger I am coming up. False alarm as for the new threat, I think I broke it. Ping me a target I will be there in 10." |
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| Deleted User | Wednesday, 11. December 2013, 11:50 Post #28 |
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In a whir of breeze the girl is already above the tall alien with her knife point down and falling at an alarming speed. Blood flows freely from her eyebrow. |
| SpasticReflex | Wednesday, 11. December 2013, 11:56 Post #29 |
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His body glows an almost black violet, and he headbutts the hand holding the knife. Both vocal sets drop into a deep bass, "You are no threat to me, stand aside."
Edited by SpasticReflex, Wednesday, 11. December 2013, 12:01.
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| Deleted User | Wednesday, 11. December 2013, 12:30 Post #30 |
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She twists aside and drew the pistol she carried, placing the barrel to his eye. |
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