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Saurisisia
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Postby Saurisisia » Mon Jul 18, 2011 4:08 pm

Carl watched as Lucy began to feel the pain after the adrenaline subsided. He nodded and replied "Alright, we're gonna have to get the fuck out of here though. Do you think you can walk on your own or do you have to have me help you?"
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Postby New Sheoth VI » Mon Jul 18, 2011 4:52 pm

"I swear to fuckin god. I will blow this place a new asshole if it means i get to get out. Im clostphobic, you know."
OOC: ignore the spelling please, im terribal at it.
I am a 16 year old male who prides himself in my talent of playing electric and acoustic guitar. I am the lead guitarist band Sons of the Forgotten and am a far right republican conservative and am very pro-war, pro-life, and am pretty religious.
As for other random things about me, I love to party, will occasionally drink, and absolutly hate drugs.
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Postby John Richard Wright » Mon Jul 18, 2011 6:25 pm

IC: Dr. Z chuckled at the Demon's sarcasm, but his laughter faded as he heard Vinchenzio's smart remark. Dr. Z had had enough of the insufferable moron. He turned to the Italian, and stated, "Save your breath for your inflatable girlfriend."

OOC: Edited due to not knowing that Vinchenzio was Italian
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Postby Yuktova » Mon Jul 18, 2011 8:51 pm

Nathaniel took offense form this Doctor character, "Excuse me? Let's try and keep it all friendly, okay?"
He played around with his Gauss Rifle, running his finger down the coil...
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Postby Ruskarkand » Tue Jul 19, 2011 1:02 pm

Sasha sighed, before getting up from the crate she was sat on, she kept holding onto the Compass artifact.
"I can see tensions are rising, so I will delay no longer."
She walked over to a book case in the corner of the dark basement, before forcefully shifting it to the side, revealing a metal door.
The Demon gently pushed the door, and it swung open with a large screech, the rust grinding off of the hinges.

Sasha looked back to face the others, her red, beady eyes glowing amidst the darkness.
"Well, there you go, next stop is the road to the Stadium, which leads on towards the Powerplant; you are free to leave."
She motioned towards the door, before stepping away and putting the "Gift of the Zone" designated FN FAL down, keeping hold of the Compass.





"I should be able to walk, thanks."
Lucy nodded with a smile, appreciative of Carl's offer, but the wound on her torso did not afflict her mobility, she still had plentiful supplements of energy to stay conscious, whilst she felt the intensity of the wound, the Dragooness was not going to fall over that quickly after sustaining a, albeit serious, wound.
She stepped out of the doorway, into the corridor, letting out a painful sigh.
The Dragooness looked to the stairwell, she knew it would be difficult to traverse.

Lucy turned, before beginning to traverse down the corridor at a steady pace.
She looked at the various doors, behind each window was a flashing light, more rooms similar to the last one.
The Dragooness sighed indefinitely, the world around her beginning to spin as she became light headed, the wounds were still bleeding rather seriously, the front of her suit stained a dark red.

Lucy stumbled to her left to lean against the wall, before sliding alongside it as she lowered herself down.
Now or never, she thought to herself, as she reached into one of the bloodied compartments on her Mercenary suit's overcoat, and tore it open.
She took the Military grade Medkit out, putting it to the side as she began to undo the Military overcoat.
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Postby Goldsaver » Tue Jul 19, 2011 1:08 pm

Solom smiled, and rose to his feet; he took some ammunition for his SCAR, and began to walk towards the door, eyeing the Gift of The Zone as he walked past.
"Alright my friends, let us start heading out."
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Postby Yuktova » Tue Jul 19, 2011 1:17 pm

Nathan nodded, "Solom, you take point. Okay?"
He held open the door for the others. He looked at the grey skies, and wondered what they might face in the upcoming journey...
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Postby New Sheoth VI » Tue Jul 19, 2011 1:43 pm

"Oh, Doc, ill do my best not to blow your fucking head off from a mile away when were in combat."

He then turned to Nathan,

"Thanks for sticking up for me bro."
I am a 16 year old male who prides himself in my talent of playing electric and acoustic guitar. I am the lead guitarist band Sons of the Forgotten and am a far right republican conservative and am very pro-war, pro-life, and am pretty religious.
As for other random things about me, I love to party, will occasionally drink, and absolutly hate drugs.
The "Nick" prosepective of the world.

Here you go, haters.
The mods tell me I shouldn't go trolling the entirety of NSG in my sig. :(<--- True story.
I miss the good world, the Regan world.
RIP Dimebag; August 20, 1966 – December 8, 2004. Get past the Cemetery gates bro.
Make love, not war that way when those damned Bigtopians actually grow a pair and decide to attack, we'll have a massive army waiting for them.

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Postby Saurisisia » Tue Jul 19, 2011 1:48 pm

Ruskarkand wrote:"I should be able to walk, thanks."
Lucy nodded with a smile, appreciative of Carl's offer, but the wound on her torso did not afflict her mobility, she still had plentiful supplements of energy to stay conscious, whilst she felt the intensity of the wound, the Dragooness was not going to fall over that quickly after sustaining a, albeit serious, wound.
She stepped out of the doorway, into the corridor, letting out a painful sigh.
The Dragooness looked to the stairwell, she knew it would be difficult to traverse.

Lucy turned, before beginning to traverse down the corridor at a steady pace.
She looked at the various doors, behind each window was a flashing light, more rooms similar to the last one.
The Dragooness sighed indefinitely, the world around her beginning to spin as she became light headed, the wounds were still bleeding rather seriously, the front of her suit stained a dark red.

Lucy stumbled to her left to lean against the wall, before sliding alongside it as she lowered herself down.
Now or never, she thought to herself, as she reached into one of the bloodied compartments on her Mercenary suit's overcoat, and tore it open.
She took the Military grade Medkit out, putting it to the side as she began to undo the Military overcoat.

Carl nodded in understanding as Lucy walked out into the corridor, looking at the stairs before turning around and moving down the corridor. The Dinosaur stepped out and slowly followed the Dragooness as she headed down the hallway. He watched as she then moved to the left and leaned against the wall before tearing open one of the compartments on her suit. He sighed as he watched her take out her Medical kit and put it to the side before beginning to undo the overcoat. He then glanced up and down the corridor, making sure there was nothing that would endanger the female as she tried to treat her wounds.
Autistic, Christian, Capitalist, Libertarian
Don't wish to display my sexuality for all to see because I don't care about what sexuality someone is
Make Tea, Not Love
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Things in our country run in spite of government, not by aid of it. - Will Rogers
This nation reflects my RL beliefs and values (for the most part, anyway)
P/MT: The United Provinces of Saurisia
FT: The Federal Systems Republic of Saurisia
MT FT Embassy
ANTHRO AND A MEMBER OF THE MULTI-SPECIES UNION!

My nation's dominated by talking Dinosaurs, there is no realism (because ultra-realism is SO boring)
Dinosaurs rule!
I am Scaly and I am proud!

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Postby Ruskarkand » Tue Jul 19, 2011 3:07 pm

Lucy undid the jacket and took it off, leaving only her slashed tanktop on, most of it stained red.
The Dragooness reached over to the medical kit, and opened it.
There was very little in the way of contents, some antibiotics, a few syrettes and a bandage, as well as some Vinca tablets.

She sighed, wanting to take no chances, she picked up the Tablets and punctured open a few of the tablet lids, about three.
She emptied the small tablets into her clawed hand, before quickly taking them.
The Dragooness quickly moved on, the bleeding beginning to slow down dramatically already.

Lucy ravelled up her tanktop so only the wound on her abdomen was visible, and bit into the bloodsoaked cloth so it would not fall down whilst she was applying the bandage.
She reached over, taking the bandage from the box and slicing the small packet open, before placing the start of the roll beside the wound and beginning to wrap it around and around, making sure to keep it tight.

She bit down hard on the cloth on her tanktop, her teeth grinding through the fabric with ease, the pain of the bandage rubbing against the wound was extremely difficult to cope with, but she persevered.
Finally, the Dragooness finished wrapping the bandage around her abdomen, the wound that spanned across her chest would recover on it's own, the Vinca medicine was doing it's job well.

Lucy sighed, leaning back momentarily against the wall, she had drained herself of all her energy from rushing so much to get her wounds stabilized.
- Scottish resident of the United Kingdom.
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Postby Saurisisia » Tue Jul 19, 2011 3:26 pm

Carl raised an eye-ridge when he saw her take off her jacket, revealing her tank top, which was heavily slashed and covered with blood. However, he decided not to say anything, for fear of offending her. He then watched as she opened up the kit and tried to use what little supplies there was in there to treat the wound. After opening up a container of tablets and taking them, she wrapped up her tanktop to the level that only the wound were visible before biting off some of the cloth. He then witnessed her wrap the bandage from her kit around the wound. She then bit the cloth of her tank top again after she was done with the bandage.

When she was finally done, the Dragooness leaned back against the wall while Carl scanned the area. He then turned to her and asked "Do you think you could get up on your own?"
Autistic, Christian, Capitalist, Libertarian
Don't wish to display my sexuality for all to see because I don't care about what sexuality someone is
Make Tea, Not Love
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Things in our country run in spite of government, not by aid of it. - Will Rogers
This nation reflects my RL beliefs and values (for the most part, anyway)
P/MT: The United Provinces of Saurisia
FT: The Federal Systems Republic of Saurisia
MT FT Embassy
ANTHRO AND A MEMBER OF THE MULTI-SPECIES UNION!

My nation's dominated by talking Dinosaurs, there is no realism (because ultra-realism is SO boring)
Dinosaurs rule!
I am Scaly and I am proud!

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Postby John Richard Wright » Tue Jul 19, 2011 6:52 pm

Dr. Z headed, along with everyone else, to the door, which Sasha had kindly opened. On his way out Dr. Z checked the chamber on his Encore, to make sure it was loaded, and continued out. Without pausing from his walk, he said to Sasha, "I wish you the best of luck in your search for a new home."

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Postby Legital » Tue Jul 19, 2011 7:04 pm

Ten followed up behind the other Doctor and nodded to Sasha on his way out, "Yes, best of luck for your new home." Ten kept his blaster in his hand searching the horizon for any contacts. He let out a small sigh, just remembering his planet and how far he was from it.
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Postby John Richard Wright » Wed Jul 20, 2011 7:10 am

Dr. Z entered the passageway that led out of the basement, and drew his Encore, keeping it by his side, but ready. He then drew his PPK, and held it by his other side. He then stated, "Excellent. Now, lets get a move on, gentlemen."

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Postby New Sheoth VI » Wed Jul 20, 2011 8:38 am

Vin was next to leave the basement. In his hands was his AWSM.

"Well, guys first chance i get im spiting up from the group."
I am a 16 year old male who prides himself in my talent of playing electric and acoustic guitar. I am the lead guitarist band Sons of the Forgotten and am a far right republican conservative and am very pro-war, pro-life, and am pretty religious.
As for other random things about me, I love to party, will occasionally drink, and absolutly hate drugs.
The "Nick" prosepective of the world.

Here you go, haters.
The mods tell me I shouldn't go trolling the entirety of NSG in my sig. :(<--- True story.
I miss the good world, the Regan world.
RIP Dimebag; August 20, 1966 – December 8, 2004. Get past the Cemetery gates bro.
Make love, not war that way when those damned Bigtopians actually grow a pair and decide to attack, we'll have a massive army waiting for them.

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Postby John Richard Wright » Wed Jul 20, 2011 9:16 am

Dr. Z continued without stopping, but said to the Italian, "Good for you. I certainly hope you aren't eaten by a Pseudogiant. Or Sasha, for that matter."

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Postby Ruskarkand » Wed Jul 20, 2011 9:46 am

Sasha smiled from the doorway, overhearing the Doctor.
"Do not fret, I will be considering it, that's for certain."

She shot an evil look at Vinchenzo, a worrying absence of sarcasm in her voice.
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Postby Goldsaver » Wed Jul 20, 2011 9:53 am

"Then I suppose this is goodbye."
Solom began to walk out.
"Sasha, I wish you well. Thank you for all you have done for us."
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Postby John Richard Wright » Wed Jul 20, 2011 9:57 am

Dr. Z smiled at the comment. And then his smile got bigger when he noticed the lack of sarcasm in Sasha's voice.

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Postby Saurisisia » Wed Jul 20, 2011 2:09 pm

Carl raised an eye-ridge when he saw her take off her jacket, revealing her tank top, which was heavily slashed and covered with blood. However, he decided not to say anything, for fear of offending her. He then watched as she opened up the kit and tried to use what little supplies there was in there to treat the wound. After opening up a container of tablets and taking them, she wrapped up her tanktop to the level that only the wound were visible before biting off some of the cloth. He then witnessed her wrap the bandage from her kit around the wound. She then bit the cloth of her tank top again after she was done with the bandage.

When she was finally done, the Dragooness leaned back against the wall while Carl scanned the area. He then turned to her and asked "Do you think you could get up on your own?"
Autistic, Christian, Capitalist, Libertarian
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Make Tea, Not Love
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Things in our country run in spite of government, not by aid of it. - Will Rogers
This nation reflects my RL beliefs and values (for the most part, anyway)
P/MT: The United Provinces of Saurisia
FT: The Federal Systems Republic of Saurisia
MT FT Embassy
ANTHRO AND A MEMBER OF THE MULTI-SPECIES UNION!

My nation's dominated by talking Dinosaurs, there is no realism (because ultra-realism is SO boring)
Dinosaurs rule!
I am Scaly and I am proud!

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Postby Legital » Wed Jul 20, 2011 3:20 pm

Ten looked over at Vince, "You do realize that splitting up is dangerous, right? I mean, just about everyone hates you and I think your an ass, but If I see your body in a ditch, don't expect a military funeral."
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Postby Ruskarkand » Wed Jul 20, 2011 4:30 pm

Sasha looked to the sky as the group rambled on.
A strong gust of wind shook up dust from the ground as a massive Dragon flew overhead at an extremely quick speed.
It did not take long, a second gust of wind rammed into the group as a second Dragon flew overhead at a lower altitude, barely scraping the rooftops of the buildings around them.

The Demon sighed, staring at Ferd and Misha flying together, she simply waved them off by rolling her eyes.
"Well, here comes the Cavalry, in all their glory." she muttered.

The two Dragons tilted to the side in flight, banking to their right as they prepared for another sweep over the group.




Lucy looked to the ceiling for a moment, her eyes closed as she breathed in and out calmly.
"Just give me a moment, need to recouperate."

The ground began to rumble violently, outside; a loudspeaker played out loud, as the noise of a tanks engine roared over the troops who sang along to the song.
Upon a closer examination, it was a massive force; of which amongst the assault brigade was a large group of M1A2 tanks, armed with TUSK equipment.
The troops were a mix of Humans and Dragonkin, as well as some other non-humans, each one in the colors of the Freedom squadrons, including the tanks.

A heavy beating flew overhead, as two AH-1Z 'Viper' gunships flew overhead.
It was evident that a siege assault had been mounted by the Freedom group, the NATO operatives were going for the heart of the zone, but their wish was not to destroy it, but to set it free, so that all may benefit from it.

The Dragooness sighed, tying the tanktop just below her chest so the bandages would remain undisturbed.
She had decided that putting the coat back on would deter her, so she decided against it.
Lucy looked to Carl, thinking of whether to save herself the effort or not of trying to get up.

"I think I should be fine, thanks though." she said.
Slowly, the Dragooness began to shift up the wall slowly, using it as a support as she got to her feet gradually.
- Scottish resident of the United Kingdom.
- Appreciator of Dragons and Draconic things.
- Minor FanT. FT.
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Postby Saurisisia » Wed Jul 20, 2011 4:36 pm

Carl nodded at Lucy's statement and he replied "Oh, okay."

He then began feeling the rumblings in the ground as well as overhearing the loudspeaker. "The fuck?" he asked himself as he looked around before turning his attention back to Lucy.

He watched as she tied up her tank top below the chest so it wouldn't rub against the bandages. He then blinked as she looked at him before stating that she'd be able to get up on her own. "Alright, then. If you ever need my help in anything, just let me know."

He then watched the Dragooness slowly get up on her feet, using the wall as a support. He hoped she'd be able to stand on her own accord.
Autistic, Christian, Capitalist, Libertarian
Don't wish to display my sexuality for all to see because I don't care about what sexuality someone is
Make Tea, Not Love
Proud Yankee Monarchist
DA Account
https://dragcave.net/user/Bellumsaur13
Things in our country run in spite of government, not by aid of it. - Will Rogers
This nation reflects my RL beliefs and values (for the most part, anyway)
P/MT: The United Provinces of Saurisia
FT: The Federal Systems Republic of Saurisia
MT FT Embassy
ANTHRO AND A MEMBER OF THE MULTI-SPECIES UNION!

My nation's dominated by talking Dinosaurs, there is no realism (because ultra-realism is SO boring)
Dinosaurs rule!
I am Scaly and I am proud!

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Postby Ruskarkand » Wed Jul 20, 2011 4:50 pm

Down the hallway, footsteps were heard, numerous; as well as the sound of voices shouting.
A loud boom echoed down the corridor as a Flash grenade went off in one of the brainwashing rooms, before the echoes of a firefight drifted down the hallway.
They did not last long, and after each firefight, the sounds of boots hitting the ground echoed down.

It seems that the Freedomers were sweeping from room to room, and it would not be long until they were in eyeshot.

Meanwhile, the Dragooness managed to get up shakily, taking a few steps away from the wall.
Her legs were trembiling slightly, but she managed to keep herself up.
She peeked the corner, before spotting the Freedomers.

Lucy let out a sigh of relief, glad that it was not a DUTY squadron.
"Well, better than Monolithians." she muttered, before going back around the corner.
- Scottish resident of the United Kingdom.
- Appreciator of Dragons and Draconic things.
- Minor FanT. FT.
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Postby Yuktova » Wed Jul 20, 2011 5:30 pm

Retracted!
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