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Postby Skyhooked » Sun Jan 13, 2019 11:10 am

After warming up with undead, the Council finally gathered in one point.

-"Well, now we have three gates, partners! We gonna just run through any of them and kill whoever sits there. One at the time... cuz five men are a force of nature, any less ain't that good."-Stan Dixon

-"Yeah, cool plan man! Cooler than a joint! Now, what gate should we choose? Any of them have dudes to kill."-Casey James

"I suggest first one. I have liquid nitrogen cooling system, which can aid me in volcanic area, and my mecanical body gives me advantege in third room, but organics may suffer attrition."-John Walker AI

"By Thor, he is right."-Bjorn of Steel

"First gates then!"-First leader Seth

After quick picking of location, five Skyhookedinas rushed like crazies towards the first gates, hoping to intercept their enemies before they assume their positions and try to ambush. Timing is everything and fatigue is nothing, or at least council thinks so.

-"Faster dudes! We gotta catch up with Team Fortress guys, before they set up defenses! They are already choosing best places and goind defensive already, soon they will set up their defenses and be able to get us!"-Casey shouts.

"I know that, partner! N ow for the plan! I am gonna shoot the big guy with minigun, Casey and Bjorn - cover eachothers and try to get the sniper and engineer, John and Seth, cover their flanks! And where the heck is that masked guy?! If somethin' goes wrong, improvise! Go, go, go!"

Now, Skyhookedians quickly set their plan in motion. Stan Dixon made a few quick shots from winchester at The Heavy, aiming for the head and torso, then he switched to the medic, without knowing if he managed to kill Heavy or not. After shooting all the ammo from his winchester, he grabbed his revolver from holster and ran to Casey and Bjorn, so he will be covered until he finds a suitable high position.

Casey and Bjorn ran in two different directions, looking for random enemies, while seeking engineer and sniper, and Seth with John Walker AI were watching their flanks and backs.
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Postby Greater South » Sun Jan 13, 2019 11:49 am

Skyhooked wrote:After warming up with undead, the Council finally gathered in one point.

-"Well, now we have three gates, partners! We gonna just run through any of them and kill whoever sits there. One at the time... cuz five men are a force of nature, any less ain't that good."-Stan Dixon

-"Yeah, cool plan man! Cooler than a joint! Now, what gate should we choose? Any of them have dudes to kill."-Casey James

"I suggest first one. I have liquid nitrogen cooling system, which can aid me in volcanic area, and my mecanical body gives me advantege in third room, but organics may suffer attrition."-John Walker AI

"By Thor, he is right."-Bjorn of Steel

"First gates then!"-First leader Seth

After quick picking of location, five Skyhookedinas rushed like crazies towards the first gates, hoping to intercept their enemies before they assume their positions and try to ambush. Timing is everything and fatigue is nothing, or at least council thinks so.

-"Faster dudes! We gotta catch up with Team Fortress guys, before they set up defenses! They are already choosing best places and goind defensive already, soon they will set up their defenses and be able to get us!"-Casey shouts.

"I know that, partner! N ow for the plan! I am gonna shoot the big guy with minigun, Casey and Bjorn - cover eachothers and try to get the sniper and engineer, John and Seth, cover their flanks! And where the heck is that masked guy?! If somethin' goes wrong, improvise! Go, go, go!"

Now, Skyhookedians quickly set their plan in motion. Stan Dixon made a few quick shots from winchester at The Heavy, aiming for the head and torso, then he switched to the medic, without knowing if he managed to kill Heavy or not. After shooting all the ammo from his winchester, he grabbed his revolver from holster and ran to Casey and Bjorn, so he will be covered until he finds a suitable high position.

Casey and Bjorn ran in two different directions, looking for random enemies, while seeking engineer and sniper, and Seth with John Walker AI were watching their flanks and backs.


As Stan fired his Winchester at the Heavy, the big Russian man screamed in pain as he was hit in the chest several times, crouching down a little as he ran to behind a crate, spinning up his minigun as he looked on in the direction of the gunfire. "Stay behind me, doctor, and keep healing!" Heavy commanded as the then turned to Pyro. "Watch doctor's back in meantime, fireman!" He said as the Pyro then looked on in the distance for any targets, as Heavy got up and started looking for Stan, and if he saw him, he'd start firing wildly at him.

Meanwhile as Bjorn walked off in his own direction, across what seemed to be a corridor of crates and cargo holds, the Demoman was walking alongside through a different path. Peeking through a corner, he saw Bjorn walking towards his area as he quickly reeled back and thought for a moment, as he then laughed, having a chug of his whiskey as he shoved it back into a special holster made for the bottle, before he started laying stickybombs along the opposite side of the crate for an emergency, as he then put it away and took out his grenade launcher, ready to engage him whenever.

Meanwhile, as Sniper made his way towards the crates, he surveyed the area with a kukri in one hand and his SMG in the other, taking careful and stealthy steps... or as stealthy as you can be with a mobile sentry behind you. He then turned to the shotgun-toting Engineer as he whispered. "Ay, Engie, where's your dispenser, mate?"

"Ah left it with the other fellers. After all, all ya need is six bullets." The Engineer chuckled quietly as Sniper shushed him, then rushing towards one of the crates that had an extendable ladder nearby, preparing to set it up.

Meanwhile, still cloaked, the Spy sneaked by and overlooked the scenario, specifically in an area where he could see the John Walker AI. He figured for a moment; since he's a machine, it'd be an opportune investment to sap him; but he'd have to wait for the right moment to strike.
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Postby The Chuck » Sun Jan 13, 2019 12:07 pm

As Daniel sat watching across the wastes for any signs of competitors he could still barely make out the mechs towering in the distance. As he sat, Bonnie whinnied and rustled about. Turning his attention back towards her, Daniel saw a weird portal further up the volcano open up and a band of Legionnaires poured through. Remembering that he had seen them earlier Daniel cursed,

"Goldarnit, I rode three fucking hours to get here and now a fucking magical portal lets these fellers in above me."

Sauntering over to Bonnie and his camp he moved his supplies under a boulder to hide it and then unhitched and mounted Bonnie. As he prepared to go higher to deal with the Legionnaires, a younger man stepped through the portal and appeared to be stalking the Legionnaires. Figuring that a fight was about to unfold, Daniel and Bonnie headed towards a land bridge that seemed to lead towards a spacecraft loading port. As they rode he left his camp behind and would return to it if he survived.
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Postby Cossack Khanate » Sun Jan 13, 2019 12:24 pm

Kirve and his team were promptly thrown into the arena. Kirve silently motioned for his team to move out, jogging along the edge with their backs to the wall. They found the ruins of a house, and Mark immediately set up his sniper rifle on a windowsill. From here he could see the central compound, with dark shadowy figures scurrying this way and that.

“Veil, come with me. Via, stay in this vicinity to defend Mark’s position. Veil and I are going to make it down to the compound and knock out some people. Lets go!” yelled Mark, struggling to make his voice heard over a nearby lava spot.

five minutes later

Veil scaled the wall of a building, drawing his black katana in one hand. He flipped up onto the roof of the building to find himself facing the back of Casey. Silently, Veil drew his Uzi and sheathed his katana. Although he loved his katana, he knew it might alert Casey if he got to close. Veil set his Uzi stock on his shoulder, and aimed down the iron sights…..

Kirve went around the building, drawing his SCAR-L. Kirve kneeled behind a crate, resting his gun on it and aiming at a building entrance. Suddenly he heard voices from behind him. Heart in his mouth, Kirve ran for a different angle. Sniper and Engineer walked out of a group of crates. Kirve opened fire in full automatic mode, managing to hit Engineer once or twice. The duo then fled the spot, most likely to get a better position. Kirve fled as well…

Mark swept his sights from building to building, hoping for a target. He then saw a fiery man walking across a street...
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Postby The Rapture Republic » Sun Jan 13, 2019 1:00 pm

Unfortunately for Kirve managed to unconsciously step on a footplate, which fires a firework signaling an event has been triggered. Now what on Earth would this event be? Oh, look there.

In the middle of the courtyard and the cargo docks, two lifts would begin to raise from the ground with ten civilians, each one would be from the gladiator’s homelands, kidnapped and cybernetically altered partially self-aware by mouth and eyesight, however having no motor control over there own bodies dressed as clowns with gas-launchers. It was the same with the ten other clowns coming from the lift in the cargo docks, some of them may be relatives of the gladiators, however the Committee do not put much effort into finding them to spice up the show, these clowns carried double barrel mini-gun surgerically attracted to their arms.

”Attention! This is the Chancellor speaking! Abandon your fruitless morality and eliminate the clowns! You will earn ten points each for killing the Clowns! The more you kill! The greater the reward! This is a timed event! You have 90 seconds or else! Bahaha haha!” Rang, the Chancellor over the Dock’s Intercom.

”I don’t want to kill anyone! Please! Stop this! I have a family!” cried one of the clowns, followed with the cliche civilian begging for their lives, when they about to commit first degree murder. And there was just some younger clown, just whaling as the mini-gun started spinning and spinning sending bullets flying anywhere. The clowns with the gas-launchers started to automatically spray thick mustard gas to weaken the gladiators and probably kill them if they weren’t clearful enough. The total number of clowns is 20.
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Postby The Chuck » Sun Jan 13, 2019 1:15 pm

Staring in horror at what he saw before him, Daniel stopped Bonnie and jumped off on the land bridge. The clowns were people from each of the contestants respective countries but they were horribly mutilated with cybernetics and appeared to be in agony. Thankfully Daniel was a farmer and a rancher and wasn't a stranger to having to put down sick livestock and animals. In this way he simply blocked out their pleas and imagined them as cows with mad cow disease or a dog with rabies. The clowns were around 2000 yards away, impractical with iron sights but in his travels he had learned about more modern ammo such as .45-70-500 which used a 500 grain bullet which could reach ranges around 3350 yards. Taking his Marlin off of his shoulder he worked the lever-action emptying out the tubular magazine of its rounds. Once it was empty he quickly loaded in 9 rounds of.45-70-500 and flipped up the long range target aperture sight on his rifle. Clicking the range up to 2000 yards he grabbed one of the saddle bags off of Bonnie and tossed it on the sand before lying down. Laying his rifle on the bag to steady it he aimed for the clowns. With that he pulled back on the trigger and the gun recoiled as it spit out its payload. As he laid there he watched the round strike one of the poor civilians dropping him/her? to the ground. Without thinking about it he worked the lever action and aimed at the next one.
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Postby Cossack Khanate » Sun Jan 13, 2019 1:16 pm

Kirve thought for a moment, glancing at the two lifts carrying the “clowns”. There was no possible way to find which one of them was Cossack, plus it would be madness to try. Kirve spoke over his throat mike:
“Mark, can you get a clear view of the lift?”
“Yes I can Kirve. You want me to take fire?”
“No. I’ll take care of it. You watch for any contestant getting close to them. If they do, kill them.”

Suddenly Kirve heard a burst of machine gun fire from above him. He moved out of the way just in time to avoid having Casey’s body fall on him. He looked up to see Veil nodding at him and sliding his black mask over his face. Kirve did the same, his mask a dark blue. This would help him with the mustard gas.

Within himself, he made a decision. He would have to kill the clowns, even if it would make him a monster. He took aim with his scope and fired repeatedly...
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Postby Greater South » Sun Jan 13, 2019 1:20 pm

Cossack Khanate wrote:Kirve and his team were promptly thrown into the arena. Kirve silently motioned for his team to move out, jogging along the edge with their backs to the wall. They found the ruins of a house, and Mark immediately set up his sniper rifle on a windowsill. From here he could see the central compound, with dark shadowy figures scurrying this way and that.

“Veil, come with me. Via, stay in this vicinity to defend Mark’s position. Veil and I are going to make it down to the compound and knock out some people. Lets go!” yelled Mark, struggling to make his voice heard over a nearby lava spot.

five minutes later

Veil scaled the wall of a building, drawing his black katana in one hand. He flipped up onto the roof of the building to find himself facing the back of Casey. Silently, Veil drew his Uzi and sheathed his katana. Although he loved his katana, he knew it might alert Casey if he got to close. Veil set his Uzi stock on his shoulder, and aimed down the iron sights…..

Kirve went around the building, drawing his SCAR-L. Kirve kneeled behind a crate, resting his gun on it and aiming at a building entrance. Suddenly he heard voices from behind him. Heart in his mouth, Kirve ran for a different angle. Sniper and Engineer walked out of a group of crates. Kirve opened fire in full automatic mode, managing to hit Engineer once or twice. The duo then fled the spot, most likely to get a better position. Kirve fled as well…

Mark swept his sights from building to building, hoping for a target. He then saw a fiery man walking across a street...


As the Sniper and Engineer got fired at, Engi had suffered a bullet wound that went into his leg, lucking passing by the bones in his shin, cursing and groaning as Sniper returned fire before fleeing as he snuck in behind a crate, the sentry locking on and firing if he exposed himself to it. "Bloody 'ell, that was close..." the Sniper quietly said as he panted, looking to the Engineer, having been shot. "Y'alright, mate?"

"Damnit, dag nabbit..." The Engineer swore quietly as he looked at his leg, Sniper shushing him as he looked to a ladder. "Alright, mate... get the sentry up onto the platform. I'll climb the one after that and pick 'em off one by one. Spy's gonna have to deal with the other snipers... competition is never good."

Meanwhile, after surveying the area a little more, the Spy saw the slight glimmer of a sniper rifle from a windowsill. Snipers were his dearest specialty, but no doubt he'd have backup if needed... luckily, if it ever came to it, the Dead Ringer would provide a best friend. Spy cloaked once more as he made his way across, being careful to avoid Via (as much as he could while invisible) and made his way into the building where Mark was, pulling out his disguise kit as he shapeshifted to make himself look exactly like Via.


The Rapture Republic wrote:Unfortunately for Kirve managed to unconsciously step on a footplate, which fires a firework signaling an event has been triggered. Now what on Earth would this event be? Oh, look there.

In the middle of the courtyard and the cargo docks, two lifts would begin to raise from the ground with ten civilians, each one would be from the gladiator’s homelands, kidnapped and cybernetically altered partially self-aware by mouth and eyesight, however having no motor control over there own bodies dressed as clowns with gas-launchers. It was the same with the ten other clowns coming from the lift in the cargo docks, some of them may be relatives of the gladiators, however the Committee do not put much effort into finding them to spice up the show, these clowns carried double barrel mini-gun surgerically attracted to their arms.

”Attention! This is the Chancellor speaking! Abandon your fruitless morality and eliminate the clowns! You will earn ten points each for killing the Clowns! The more you kill! The greater the reward! This is a timed event! You have 90 seconds or else! Bahaha haha!” Rang, the Chancellor over the Dock’s Intercom.

”I don’t want to kill anyone! Please! Stop this! I have a family!” cried one of the clowns, followed with the cliche civilian begging for their lives, when they about to commit first degree murder. And there was just some younger clown, just whaling as the mini-gun started spinning and spinning sending bullets flying anywhere. The clowns with the gas-launchers started to automatically spray thick mustard gas to weaken the gladiators and probably kill them if they weren’t clearful enough. The total number of clowns is 20.


Noting the clowns coming down, the Heavy and Pyro turned their attention away as the big Russian man aimed his own minigun at them and started mowing them down while Pyro took out a flare gun and shot a bunch of active flares into them, causing them to scream in agony, before unleashing his flamethrower.

The Scout had his own encounters with a line of gas-sprayers, though, as he carefully dodged around and picked them off with the scattergun before pulling out a baseball bat and beat the last one to death with it, clubbing in his head. "YEAH! TAKE THAT, YA FRICKIN' JOKER LOOKIN' PIECE OF SHIT!" He said, still beating them down.

Meanwhile, in Mark's building, the Spy had uncloaked himself, being apparent in Via's disguise, as he made his way up the stairs as quietly as possible until he was directly behind the sniper.
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Postby Polish Prussian Commonwealth » Sun Jan 13, 2019 1:28 pm

Erika muttered to herself. "Fucking shit..."
She strapped on her gas mask, muttered a prayer and began firing, retreating through the First Portal and across the landbridge, until she was almost back to back with Daniel.
If she noticed him, she didn't give any sign, simply firing away, reloading, and firing again.
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Her fortress is a faithful heart, her pride is suffering;
And soul by soul and silently her shining bounds increase
And her ways are ways of gentleness, and all her paths are peace.

"Out of doubt, out of dark, to the day's rising
he rode singing in the sun, sword unsheathing.
Hope he rekindled, and in hope ended;
over death, over dread, over doom lifted
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Postby Veise » Sun Jan 13, 2019 1:28 pm

Astre, meanwhile, had rocketed through the second gate, knowing that the melee-based Legionnaires could not exactly intercept him. He was, at this point, oblivious to the suffering of the other contestants.
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Postby The Chuck » Sun Jan 13, 2019 1:43 pm

Polish Prussian Commonwealth wrote:Erika muttered to herself. "Fucking shit..."
She strapped on her gas mask, muttered a prayer and began firing, retreating through the First Portal and across the landbridge, until she was almost back to back with Daniel.
If she noticed him, she didn't give any sign, simply firing away, reloading, and firing again.


After dropping a 5th clown, Daniel heard the sound of gunshots coming from behind him and quite close. Whipping around he had left his rifle on the ground but in his hands was his Schofield revolver pointed straight at the young woman. As he pointed his revolver at her he glanced over her and in a heart beat he noticed multiple things. One, she wasn't shooting at him. two, she was shooting at something/someone? else. Three, she seemed quite distracted by what she was fighting and didn't seem to notice him. Swapping his Schofield to his left hand he bent over and picked up his Marlin with his right hand and pointed it in the direction of whatever the lady was fighting. In a clear Chuckian drawl he spoke,

Ma'am, I've been raised to respect women and not to cause trouble with them. I also know that some women can best men in fights. However, I do not plan on dying or loosing a fight today today but I also do not plan on shooting a woman today. If you don't point your weapons at me, I won't pull the trigger. Fair?"
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Postby Cossack Khanate » Sun Jan 13, 2019 1:45 pm

Mark fired at a shadow until he was out of bullets. He reached on the ground for the next clip. He saw someone standing behind him from the corner of his eye. He turned all the way and saw Via. Suddenly, “Via” shapeshifter back to the Spy’s normal outfit and drew a long knife. Before Mark could react, Spy stabbed him in the chest and slit his throat. Mark only had time to randomly pull the trigger to his rifle...
…..

Kirve saw Scout beating the last clowns to death with his baseball bat. Kirve took aim and released a burst of 5.56 into Scout, not knowing whether he finished him. Krive then pulled the pin to a grenade and threw it, sending it up onto the clown platform.

….

The real Via heard the gunshot from the cabin. She furrowed her eyebrows. There was no sniper pointing out the window. She thought about going in, but then decided against it. Mark might of misfired, or might have been dealing with a smaller enemy, either way he could deal with it. It wasn’t until she saw a shadowy figure that she had seen in the lobby crouching next to the window that she realized something was wrong. She drew her MP5 and opened fire…



Veil reloaded and put away his Uzi, switching now to a RT-5 plasma gun. He leaped from his roof to another, taking potshots and the enemies who ran for cover as machine gun fire and mustard gas filled the air. He then spotted Heavy and Pyro, who were still attacking the remaining clowns. Veil jumped to the next roof for a better angle.

...
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Postby Polish Prussian Commonwealth » Sun Jan 13, 2019 1:48 pm

Erika whipped her head around, nodded, and resumed firing, cutting down a clown. She switched back to her M82 and resumed firing, bringing down another 2 clowns.
Overpenetration is a wonderful thing.
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Peace theme
War theme

We may not count her armies, we may not see her King;
Her fortress is a faithful heart, her pride is suffering;
And soul by soul and silently her shining bounds increase
And her ways are ways of gentleness, and all her paths are peace.

"Out of doubt, out of dark, to the day's rising
he rode singing in the sun, sword unsheathing.
Hope he rekindled, and in hope ended;
over death, over dread, over doom lifted
out of loss, out of life, unto long glory."



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Postby The Chuck » Sun Jan 13, 2019 1:55 pm

Polish Prussian Commonwealth wrote:Erika whipped her head around, nodded, and resumed firing, cutting down a clown. She switched back to her M82 and resumed firing, bringing down another 2 clowns.
Overpenetration is a wonderful thing.



Hoping that the lady's word was worth something Daniel turned his back to her, holstered his revolver, and resumed shooting at the clowns. As he was aiming for a sixth one, he saw a scrawny younger feller zip among the clowns and start bonking them with a baseball bat. As he aimed for another still standing clown he saw the guy get hit and fall. He also almost lost his hearing when the lady next to him started shooting at the clowns with a large caliber rifle. Without taking his eyes off of the sixth clown he pulled the trigger and spoke,

"You know ma'am, you're a hell of a shot though you really should be more polite and make sure no one gets their noggin rattled by that shooting. I think you almost made me loose my hearing."

As he finished speaking he saw a sixth clown drop from his rounds hitting it. Immediately after the sixth clown fell to his rifle a grenade exploded on the platform and blasted many of the remaining clowns away.
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Postby Skyhooked » Sun Jan 13, 2019 1:57 pm

Greater South wrote:Noting the clowns coming down, the Heavy and Pyro turned their attention away as the big Russian man aimed his own minigun at them and started mowing them down while Pyro took out a flare gun and shot a bunch of active flares into them, causing them to scream in agony, before unleashing his flamethrower.

The Scout had his own encounters with a line of gas-sprayers, though, as he carefully dodged around and picked them off with the scattergun before pulling out a baseball bat and beat the last one to death with it, clubbing in his head. "YEAH! TAKE THAT, YA FRICKIN' JOKER LOOKIN' PIECE OF SHIT!" He said, still beating them down.

Meanwhile, in Mark's building, the Spy had uncloaked himself, being apparent in Via's disguise, as he made his way up the stairs as quietly as possible until he was directly behind the sniper.


Now with the clowns came chaos. Chaos, which is a plethora of opportunities for warriors from Skyhooked. As clowns appeared on the arena, Stan quickly shot a few of them with his revolver right from the hip, like a cowboy in westerns. Then he quickly covered behind a crate, reloaded it, and after that, prepared to throw an ice spike at anyone hostile. And it looks like something hostile was right in his reach.

Pyro was pretty busy burning the clowns, or in his view, giving rainbow and happiness to little adorable painted babies, while Heavy had good time exterminating clowns together with his Sasha, so medic was hopefully exposed, and Stan used this opportunity. He threw a sharp magic ice spike at him, and then quickly fired three rounds at the doc, before turning around and making run to his cover.

Meanwhile, Bjorn was looking for Demoman with his sword drawn. Being alert helped, as he suddenly stumbled across one of those terrible clowns with mustard gas, whom he quickly beheaded despite his pleads for mercy.

-"Damn, I don't know how, but he was possessed... May Tyr strike down those, who did this to him!"-He said.

Soon after, he heared that familiar laugh again, and proceeded to look for him, until he fell into a trap. A few sticky bombs, skillfully placed by the black highlander detonated near Bjorn. Thanks to his armor and constitution he didn't take much damage from shockwave and shrapnel, but the explosion knocked him down, and Bjorn will lose valuable seconds to get up.

Seth watched both him and sniper with engineer, and as soon as he heared the explosion, a dilemma arised. Go help him and lose opportunity to take a lucky shot at distracted enemies, or leave Bjorn in danger and take a dangerous foe out. He picked the first one, as during the revolution, he had a rule to never leave comrades in danger if there is an opportunity to do so. So, he fired a short burst in general direction of Engineer's and sniper's position, while running to aid Bjorn.

Cossack Khanate wrote:Kirve and his team were promptly thrown into the arena. Kirve silently motioned for his team to move out, jogging along the edge with their backs to the wall. They found the ruins of a house, and Mark immediately set up his sniper rifle on a windowsill. From here he could see the central compound, with dark shadowy figures scurrying this way and that.

“Veil, come with me. Via, stay in this vicinity to defend Mark’s position. Veil and I are going to make it down to the compound and knock out some people. Lets go!” yelled Mark, struggling to make his voice heard over a nearby lava spot.

five minutes later

Veil scaled the wall of a building, drawing his black katana in one hand. He flipped up onto the roof of the building to find himself facing the back of Casey. Silently, Veil drew his Uzi and sheathed his katana. Although he loved his katana, he knew it might alert Casey if he got to close. Veil set his Uzi stock on his shoulder, and aimed down the iron sights…..

Kirve went around the building, drawing his SCAR-L. Kirve kneeled behind a crate, resting his gun on it and aiming at a building entrance. Suddenly he heard voices from behind him. Heart in his mouth, Kirve ran for a different angle. Sniper and Engineer walked out of a group of crates. Kirve opened fire in full automatic mode, managing to hit Engineer once or twice. The duo then fled the spot, most likely to get a better position. Kirve fled as well…

Mark swept his sights from building to building, hoping for a target. He then saw a fiery man walking across a street...


Casey James didn't suspect a thing, and stil casually ran and looked for his enemies, until a firework event distracted him, and he quickly made a run in an erratic pattern, looking for cover and casually spraying bullets at practically random directions. At clowns, possibly at Veil's direction, and even hitting John Walker AI, who followed Casey and turned up in a wrong moment.

-"Friendly fire, friendly fire!"-John shouted in robotic voice, as he saw Casey firing at him.

-"Sorry dude, now what?"-Casey respons.

-"Let's watch eachother's backs!"-He said and stood right behind Casey, back to back.
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Postby Cossack Khanate » Sun Jan 13, 2019 2:11 pm

Veil realized that he hadn’t killed Casey with his burst of 9mm. Always one to finish off his enemies, Veil turned away from Pyro and caught sight of Stan, crouching behind a crate. The Uzi at this distance would be no good, so veil drew his M4 and fired some bursts at Stan. He then moved on to see Casey and John Walker AI standing back to back, weapons drawn. Veil radioed Kirve:

“Casey isn’t dead, he’s standing back to back with John Walker AI. Take ‘em out with a frag, I’m too far.”

“Copy that, Veil.”

Kirve pulled the pin to a grenade and threw it right before he himself was thrown of his feet by and explosion. Someone must have thrown Molotovs, because the ground was now on fire. In the smoke Kirve couldn’t see if he hit his target, but he could guess by the robotic yell that pierced the air



Veil then turned his attention to a moving figure where he had heard an explosion moments before. Veil agai leaped from building to building until he found a nice shadowy spot to aim from. In his sights were Seth and Bjorn. He chose to first fire at Seth, the less armored enemy, hitting him only in the legs. Bjorn then shielded Seth, closing Veils opportunity. Veil turned and ran back into the chaos.
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Postby Polish Prussian Commonwealth » Sun Jan 13, 2019 2:19 pm

Another 2 clowns fell. Erika simply grunted in response.
After a few seconds, muffled, but still coherent words came from the mask.
"Think we ought to move, no?"
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Postby Greater South » Sun Jan 13, 2019 2:21 pm

Cossack Khanate wrote:Mark fired at a shadow until he was out of bullets. He reached on the ground for the next clip. He saw someone standing behind him from the corner of his eye. He turned all the way and saw Via. Suddenly, “Via” shapeshifter back to the Spy’s normal outfit and drew a long knife. Before Mark could react, Spy stabbed him in the chest and slit his throat. Mark only had time to randomly pull the trigger to his rifle...
…..

Kirve saw Scout beating the last clowns to death with his baseball bat. Kirve took aim and released a burst of 5.56 into Scout, not knowing whether he finished him. Krive then pulled the pin to a grenade and threw it, sending it up onto the clown platform.

….

The real Via heard the gunshot from the cabin. She furrowed her eyebrows. There was no sniper pointing out the window. She thought about going in, but then decided against it. Mark might of misfired, or might have been dealing with a smaller enemy, either way he could deal with it. It wasn’t until she saw a shadowy figure that she had seen in the lobby crouching next to the window that she realized something was wrong. She drew her MP5 and opened fire…



Veil reloaded and put away his Uzi, switching now to a RT-5 plasma gun. He leaped from his roof to another, taking potshots and the enemies who ran for cover as machine gun fire and mustard gas filled the air. He then spotted Heavy and Pyro, who were still attacking the remaining clowns. Veil jumped to the next roof for a better angle.

...


"YEAH, TAKE THIS, YA GODDAMN- AUGH!" The Scout yelped in pain as several shots went into his abdomen. This hurt him, however it didn't slow him down for the moment, as he managed to see the grenade coming down, and attempted to deflect it like a baseball with his bat in one hand, before attempting to flee the area.




As Via opened fire on Spy, he quickly backed up for a moment, considering drawing his revolver and returning fire. However, it would be a much better idea to attempt to sway him some more time on the field. Spy once again pulled out his disguise kit, shapeshifting into Mark. Just incase it failed, he had his Dead Ringer ready.

He then walked out with the rifle in one hand, and the other held up. "Cease fire, Via. It's just me." the Spy said in a voice exactly like Mark's.

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Greater South wrote:Noting the clowns coming down, the Heavy and Pyro turned their attention away as the big Russian man aimed his own minigun at them and started mowing them down while Pyro took out a flare gun and shot a bunch of active flares into them, causing them to scream in agony, before unleashing his flamethrower.

The Scout had his own encounters with a line of gas-sprayers, though, as he carefully dodged around and picked them off with the scattergun before pulling out a baseball bat and beat the last one to death with it, clubbing in his head. "YEAH! TAKE THAT, YA FRICKIN' JOKER LOOKIN' PIECE OF SHIT!" He said, still beating them down.

Meanwhile, in Mark's building, the Spy had uncloaked himself, being apparent in Via's disguise, as he made his way up the stairs as quietly as possible until he was directly behind the sniper.


Now with the clowns came chaos. Chaos, which is a plethora of opportunities for warriors from Skyhooked. As clowns appeared on the arena, Stan quickly shot a few of them with his revolver right from the hip, like a cowboy in westerns. Then he quickly covered behind a crate, reloaded it, and after that, prepared to throw an ice spike at anyone hostile. And it looks like something hostile was right in his reach.

Pyro was pretty busy burning the clowns, or in his view, giving rainbow and happiness to little adorable painted babies, while Heavy had good time exterminating clowns together with his Sasha, so medic was hopefully exposed, and Stan used this opportunity. He threw a sharp magic ice spike at him, and then quickly fired three rounds at the doc, before turning around and making run to his cover.

Meanwhile, Bjorn was looking for Demoman with his sword drawn. Being alert helped, as he suddenly stumbled across one of those terrible clowns with mustard gas, whom he quickly beheaded despite his pleads for mercy.

-"Damn, I don't know how, but he was possessed... May Tyr strike down those, who did this to him!"-He said.

Soon after, he heared that familiar laugh again, and proceeded to look for him, until he fell into a trap. A few sticky bombs, skillfully placed by the black highlander detonated near Bjorn. Thanks to his armor and constitution he didn't take much damage from shockwave and shrapnel, but the explosion knocked him down, and Bjorn will lose valuable seconds to get up.

Seth watched both him and sniper with engineer, and as soon as he heared the explosion, a dilemma arised. Go help him and lose opportunity to take a lucky shot at distracted enemies, or leave Bjorn in danger and take a dangerous foe out. He picked the first one, as during the revolution, he had a rule to never leave comrades in danger if there is an opportunity to do so. So, he fired a short burst in general direction of Engineer's and sniper's position, while running to aid Bjorn.

Cossack Khanate wrote:Kirve and his team were promptly thrown into the arena. Kirve silently motioned for his team to move out, jogging along the edge with their backs to the wall. They found the ruins of a house, and Mark immediately set up his sniper rifle on a windowsill. From here he could see the central compound, with dark shadowy figures scurrying this way and that.

“Veil, come with me. Via, stay in this vicinity to defend Mark’s position. Veil and I are going to make it down to the compound and knock out some people. Lets go!” yelled Mark, struggling to make his voice heard over a nearby lava spot.

five minutes later

Veil scaled the wall of a building, drawing his black katana in one hand. He flipped up onto the roof of the building to find himself facing the back of Casey. Silently, Veil drew his Uzi and sheathed his katana. Although he loved his katana, he knew it might alert Casey if he got to close. Veil set his Uzi stock on his shoulder, and aimed down the iron sights…..

Kirve went around the building, drawing his SCAR-L. Kirve kneeled behind a crate, resting his gun on it and aiming at a building entrance. Suddenly he heard voices from behind him. Heart in his mouth, Kirve ran for a different angle. Sniper and Engineer walked out of a group of crates. Kirve opened fire in full automatic mode, managing to hit Engineer once or twice. The duo then fled the spot, most likely to get a better position. Kirve fled as well…

Mark swept his sights from building to building, hoping for a target. He then saw a fiery man walking across a street...


Casey James didn't suspect a thing, and stil casually ran and looked for his enemies, until a firework event distracted him, and he quickly made a run in an erratic pattern, looking for cover and casually spraying bullets at practically random directions. At clowns, possibly at Veil's direction, and even hitting John Walker AI, who followed Casey and turned up in a wrong moment.

-"Friendly fire, friendly fire!"-John shouted in robotic voice, as he saw Casey firing at him.

-"Sorry dude, now what?"-Casey respons.

-"Let's watch eachother's backs!"-He said and stood right behind Casey, back to back.


While the ice spike managed to narrowly missed Medic, he was alarmed as he looked over around for the assailant, having Stan in his sights as the perpetrator. In a desperate attempt he returned fire with his syringe gun, needles filled with executioner wasp venom, panicking as he did so. After Pyro and Heavy were done, the Medic's screaming put them on high alert. A couple of the shots got Medic in his right arm, causing him to yelp in pain as Heavy yelled for his "DOKTOR!", surveying the area with his minigun while Medic regenerated.

Meanwhile, as Bjorn laid on the ground, the Demoman strided over, his grenade launcher in one hand, and his sword in the other, not knowing of Seth. "Oh, once I'm done wit' you, lad, they're gonna have to call you Torbjorn of Steel, because you'll be well bloody broken." He said as he went to thrust down with his Eyelander sword.
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Postby Skyhooked » Sun Jan 13, 2019 2:26 pm

Cossack Khanate wrote:Veil realized that he hadn’t killed Casey with his burst of 9mm. Always one to finish off his enemies, Veil turned away from Pyro and caught sight of Stan, crouching behind a crate. The Uzi at this distance would be no good, so veil drew his M4 and fired some bursts at Stan. He then moved on to see Casey and John Walker AI standing back to back, weapons drawn. Veil radioed Kirve:

“Casey isn’t dead, he’s standing back to back with John Walker AI. Take ‘em out with a frag, I’m too far.”

“Copy that, Veil.”

Kirve pulled the pin to a grenade and threw it right before he himself was thrown of his feet by and explosion. Someone must have thrown Molotovs, because the ground was now on fire. In the smoke Kirve couldn’t see if he hit his target, but he could guess by the robotic yell that pierced the air



Veil then turned his attention to a moving figure where he had heard an explosion moments before. Veil agai leaped from building to building until he found a nice shadowy spot to aim from. In his sights were Seth and Bjorn. He chose to first fire at Seth, the less armored enemy, hitting him only in the legs. Bjorn then shielded Seth, closing Veils opportunity. Veil turned and ran back into the chaos.


That one bullet hit Stan in his shoulder painfully, but without incapacitating him. Still, it spilled a good portion of his blood.
-"Dammit!"-He shouted, and compromised his position, before recklessly running to other cover and leaving a thin trail of blood drops. He thought, that it was sniper, and tried to cover from him.

Meanwhile, Casey and John Walker quickly jumped in the opposite direction, when they saw a grenade, but still got hurt. John got a few scratches on his hull, and Casey felt pain in his left arm, which was slashed in different palces by a few frags. Also he was temporarely deafened and couldn't hear possible movement or talking.
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Postby The Rapture Republic » Sun Jan 13, 2019 2:27 pm

”Attention! You animals! Monsters! You have completed this event. However! A Vonstein has been spotted in your location. Also, did you this been televised across the multiverse? On all channels or radios. I didn’t until now. Let’s hope your countries are as twisted as you are!” Ranged, the Chancellor once again from the intercom.


Patient X, stretched his arms and legs, ”Aman, I thought I could’ve just waited until the last man is standing. Nonetheless, the Chancellor wasn’t going to tolerate procrastination during his worldview battle arena for long.” He said, forming a smile across his face.

Patient X placed his hand on his forehead blocking the artificial sun from blinding him, while looking for a good place to land down below, spotting the coordinerared arena were he would make his entrance. X walked back a 6 inches from atop the crane, entering into full sprint leaping with doing some loops.


Crash! BOOM! BANG! WAZH!

A model truck with starship fuel, Rhydonium exploded skywards causing a chain effect of explosions from highly active radioactive materials stored inside the craters next to the model truck. Rhydonium was a gas without a smell and said by refiners to cause similar affects as nerve gas, if he was inhaled through the nose. Oddly it was harmless, if he was inhaled from the mouth

Patient X wouldn’t suffer from being exposed to the radiation or the poisonous gas, released into the air. He was a Poison man, information on the Vonstein was provided from a holographic projection to understand there newest opposition.
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Postby The Chuck » Sun Jan 13, 2019 2:28 pm

Polish Prussian Commonwealth wrote:Another 2 clowns fell. Erika simply grunted in response.
After a few seconds, muffled, but still coherent words came from the mask.
"Think we ought to move, no?"


"If you want to leave, that is your own choice, although there seems to be a demi-god man of sorts taking on the legions of hell back the way I came. I'd rather not meet my Lord before my time is ripe and I believe this here bridge offers quite the view. You can see for thousands of yards and are away from the lava although I do agree we should move before we attract to much unwanted attention. If you want to come with me, you're more than welcome ma'am."

With that Daniel got up and shook the sand out of his cloths and saddle bag before tying it to Bonnie and mounting her. Offering his hand to the lady he waited to see if she would accept.
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Postby Cossack Khanate » Sun Jan 13, 2019 2:28 pm

Via lowered her MP5. She was still slightly suspicious of “Mark”.
“I just heard a gunshot and saw a shadow, that's why I opened fire. Carry on,” she said. She then turned and walked away, making sure that there was a large rock between her and “Mark”. She now knew for sure that “Mark” wasn’t the actual Mark. Mark always held his rifle with two hands.
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Postby Cossack Khanate » Sun Jan 13, 2019 2:39 pm

Kirve managed to spot Stan entering a half-burnt shack, clutching his arm. Kirve drew his RT-5 and advanced on Stan’s position, knowing that Stan would be either calling for help or healing himself. Kirve reached the shack then waited outside, sheathing his gun and charging his hands with electrical energy. Stan chose that moment to walk out. Kirve lunged at him, grabbing him by the neck and throwing him on the ground. Stan tried to shoot Kirve with his revolver, but Kirve’s electrical energy hand damaged some of his nerves. Kirve stood and drew one of his knives, ready to kill Stan. Stan the blasted Krive with an Ice spell, weak but it did the trick. While Kirve struggled to get Ice off his face, Stan turned and fled.
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Postby Polish Prussian Commonwealth » Sun Jan 13, 2019 2:41 pm

Erika took it and swung intp the saddle with a practiced ease.
"The name's Erika. You might want to put on an extra gas mask, if you have one, by the way."
Peace theme
War theme

We may not count her armies, we may not see her King;
Her fortress is a faithful heart, her pride is suffering;
And soul by soul and silently her shining bounds increase
And her ways are ways of gentleness, and all her paths are peace.

"Out of doubt, out of dark, to the day's rising
he rode singing in the sun, sword unsheathing.
Hope he rekindled, and in hope ended;
over death, over dread, over doom lifted
out of loss, out of life, unto long glory."



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Postby Greater South » Sun Jan 13, 2019 2:49 pm

Cossack Khanate wrote:Via lowered her MP5. She was still slightly suspicious of “Mark”.
“I just heard a gunshot and saw a shadow, that's why I opened fire. Carry on,” she said. She then turned and walked away, making sure that there was a large rock between her and “Mark”. She now knew for sure that “Mark” wasn’t the actual Mark. Mark always held his rifle with two hands.


Before Via could turn again, though, Spy would already be gone; alas, he'd be cloaked, stalking and looking for his next victim; that being Stan as he shifted to invisibility and went to scout out for his location completely unseen.e'

Meanwhile, Engineer had finally taken up position on his ledge under Sniper's, as he monitored his buildings. Sniper, on the other hand, looked around for targets to get within his sights, Via being within them as he chuckled to himself, placing his finger on the trigger as he prepared his shot.

Meanwhile, as Scout rushed back to the team with Pyro and Heavy who had moved out of cover, he panted and pointed to the bullet holes in arm and abdomen, begging for Medic to heal him. The German doctor did so, restoring Scout at his best before he moved back out looking around. The rest of the trio followed suit in the opposite direction, Pyro watching their flanks as they did so.

As Soldier was stuck with practically nothing to do, he decided to pull out his rocket launcher as he aimed it towards the ground, launching himself over to one of the crates somehow unharmed, looking over the battlefield. In his sights, he caught wind of Patient X and Veil, and as tempting as it was to fight X, he knew it was somewhat too risky. So, instead, the Soldier decided to ready up his rocket launcher as he fired his second shot at Veil.

Meanwhile, as Scout roamed around, he noted Kirve struggling to get the ice off his face through a door. In an opportune effort, he strided over towards him with his bat in his hand as he chuckled.

"Yo, you need to get that snow off ya face? I'll help ya, pal..." Scout said as he swung his baseball bat at him.
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