Posted: Thu Sep 20, 2012 2:01 pm
well this is turning into chaos
Because sometimes even national leaders just want to hang out
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Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:well this is turning into chaos
Dabfia wrote:OOC: What i want to know is how big was the invading army in the first place
Swith Witherward wrote:Dabfia wrote:OOC: What i want to know is how big was the invading army in the first place
OOC: exactly. None of us seem to be making a dent in it, judging by the reports.
Swith surveyed the damage and shrugged. "Of all the buildings in all the towns in all the world, I walked into this one."
Dabfia wrote:OOC: What i want to know is how big was the invading army in the first place
Dabfia wrote:Swith Witherward wrote:OOC: exactly. None of us seem to be making a dent in it, judging by the reports.
Swith surveyed the damage and shrugged. "Of all the buildings in all the towns in all the world, I walked into this one."
*Walking past her with the marines close behind*
It just makes life more exciting then sitting around doing paper work all day
Monfrox wrote:Dabfia wrote:*Walking past her with the marines close behind*
It just makes life more exciting then sitting around doing paper work all day
"Dabfia, please don't mention paperwork. This is going to be a whole heap for me and my boss to do after this is over!" Monfrox shouted over the continuing fire. Now with reinforcements, the police forces from upstairs that had been holding position had all came down and started to push with Bone's men. The leader of the squad passed by Swith's room and instantly took a bullet to his shield and several to his arm. He dropped down as the rest picked out shots over their partners, being sure not to hit any friendlies. The squad leader laid on the floor, staring up at the ceiling.
Dabfia wrote:Monfrox wrote:"Dabfia, please don't mention paperwork. This is going to be a whole heap for me and my boss to do after this is over!" Monfrox shouted over the continuing fire. Now with reinforcements, the police forces from upstairs that had been holding position had all came down and started to push with Bone's men. The leader of the squad passed by Swith's room and instantly took a bullet to his shield and several to his arm. He dropped down as the rest picked out shots over their partners, being sure not to hit any friendlies. The squad leader laid on the floor, staring up at the ceiling.
You and me both i gotta fill out 15 battle forms! *5 papers each form*
Monfrox wrote:Dabfia wrote:You and me both i gotta fill out 15 battle forms! *5 papers each form*
"I just don't understand why there's so much extra paperwork for those that are wounded as opposed to those that die." She said as she advanced with he rifle at the ready. The rifle was too big for any hope of a proper CQC battle, but she counted herself lucky that they were fighting in long hallways instead of in confined spaces.
Lancearc wrote:(Actually I thought I've made it clear that the enemy has largely been fucked up and is either retreating or fighting inside the apartments, judging by how the air support, death-war-machine-monstrosities, and several other things are causing heavy casualties and their leader has come down with a sudden case of death. I mean, c'mon now, they're formidable, not invincible )
The last of the remaining enemies inside the hotel--having been low on numbers, and even lower in morale--finally fell to the onsalught of the defending forces.
Meanwhile, at the enemy command post, the Prince and his men were getting busy burning bodies and gathering valuables they could use. The Prince overlooked the carnage, having removed his helm. "Many a man fell today."
"But the enemy is obliterated at the same time." one man, on a white steed and with an obviously high rank judging by his intricately designed armor commented, riding up next to him. The Prince's lieutenant.
"Such is the nature of such battles." Lance replied solemnly.
"Aye."
Swith Witherward wrote:The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:"Nice going dollface." Said a clone wearing a black peaked cap and trenchcoat, that smoked a cigar. "Let me show you one of mine. RELEASE THE SQUIRRELS!"
*a flood of squirrels rush out of the apartment building and jump on enemy troops before exploding*
Swith nodded in approval and then said, "wait."
The mass of mutated knockout mice was now a seething carpet blanketing the enemy. It shivered suddenly, seeming to drawn itself in. The various mousey squeaks and squeals began to coalesce into harmony, emanating the strains of an old children's song...
"Hickory, dickory dock"...
Swith reached up and put a hand on the clone's hat, slowly forcing them both to the ground as the mass' song picked up tempo.
"The mouse ran up the clock"...
Swith pulled two sets of odd glasses out of her jacket, handing the clone one. "Theoretically," Swith said as she slipped them on, "they should have arranged themselves so the blast is shaped outward from the building. The ones inside will just flare up a little, of course. You can tell because they're using their indoor voices."
"The clock struck One..."
She looked at her watch.
Lancearc wrote:"He's the one you see over there." Prince Lance said with a nod, motioning towards a lone body. "He was an evil tyrant, but he was also a worthy and formidable opponent and a King, and as our culture dictates, he shall be burned alone, not with the rest of his men, so that his soul does not escape the harshest punishment by mingling within those of the common."
Tsuyoi tekikoku wrote:"a MiG jet flies over and drops naplam"
I hope that gets them!
The New Velociraptor Empire wrote:"I got to hand it to you, that was impressive."
*sees enemy troops entering apartment*
"I was suppose to prevent that, wasn't I? I feel sick. Can you tell the original to fix the cellular stabalizer, and see if he finished the anti-time gun yet. Excuse me."
*clone vomits white goo out the window*