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CCA.C18-NOVA.01.501 "Spectre"
Entry 1
I made it to the outlands recently. Things have been rather dull on the most part, some-what depressing.
I firstly encountered a naked female in her early twenties who seemed very affectionate, jumping onto me and playfully tackling another male. She was with another male, another one came later during the encounter. It look some persuasion, but they figured out I meant no harm. We chatted for a while, the female carved 'FTR' into my kevlar vest which is meant to stand for 'For The Resistance'. I gave them my radio frequency and continued on towards my objective.
In the Storm Drain, I encountered the infamous Glenn. To be honest, I was quite let down with him, I expected a powerful figure, let alone mentally stable, but instead I encountered a crazed mad-man carrying a .357 revolver as if he owned not only it, but the entire world. He yelled at me after getting distance from me, "Don't mess with me." I responded, "I have the OverWatch actively hunting me, I can deal with a low grade gang." He had nothing to say.
I encountered another group on my travels, this time with a Vortigaunt and a man in a make-shift resistance uniform with a Medical Armband. The Vortigaunt was harder to persuade than the last group, but I pursuaed him eventually. The man in the uniform, how-ever, was a pain in the ass. A female figure was with them, she cowered behind the man in uniform. The man in uniform had an AR2 somehow, I'm guessing the Vortigaunt disabled the Bio-Lock feature. By a slip of my tongue, they found out that I have had I don't know... an affection for Evie Dua.
Later, the female Evie Dua told me about - The female that Evie Dua was lesbian for - walked into my bunker with the man in uniform and claimed to be the one to be with Evie. I'm guessing the man in Uniform told her. After they left, I took it out on the nearby wall, putting various dents into it.
I killed my best friend, a member of High Command, stole his possessions and ran to the Outlands, leaving my past job which I grew to enjoy for Evie. Maybe my efforts have been wasted. It's too late now, anyway. I can't turn back. I can't. I guess they were going to kill me anyway...
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// Thats so sad :(
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// Was it worth killing 676 and going rogue now? Now that Evie has left you. I duno, maybe you can get her back.
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// I'ma find ya, and I'ma kill uuuu.
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// I'ma find ya, and I'ma kill uuuu.
// Saemmmmmmmm. You gon die sonnn
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// The plot thickens.
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//wait 501 went rouge?
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// Huwwy let's all go rogue!!!!
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// Lets break rules and let people think they get exceptions to the rules!!!!
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// For fucks sake, I knew I shouldn't have made this thread since everyone would get butthurt. I'll delete it if it goes on, I figured people would be interested in a rouge units plot. I got auths from rofl, so keep your mad to yourself.
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// I think this is pretty interesting. /me runs off and creates an RCT that goes Rogue in 2 weeks.
jk
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// shownofear was authorized to go rogue as he was one of the first units to actually give me a decent reason and to see how it would play out so I know if it should ever be done again in the future.
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// shownofear was authorized to go rogue as he was one of the first units to actually give me a decent reason and to see how it would play out so I know if it should ever be done again in the future.
So is he moving to the outlands server?
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CCA.C18-NOVA.01.501 "Spectre"
Entry 1
I made it to the outlands recently.
No he's not going to the outlands. /sarcasm
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If roflwaffle lets me, 527 may go rogue, je was demoted back to 01 and NOVA was destroyed. He will have urges to kill people, but may get over it. If he can be in the outlands, his name will be 'Flatline' :P
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If roflwaffle lets me, 527 may go rogue, je was demoted back to 01 and NOVA was destroyed. He will have urges to kill people, but may get over it. If he can be in the outlands, his name will be 'Flatline' :P
No. Rofl should not have allowed rogue in the first place.
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Okay, I just don't know what to do with 527.
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If roflwaffle lets me, 527 may go rogue, je was demoted back to 01 and NOVA was destroyed. He will have urges to kill people, but may get over it. If he can be in the outlands, his name will be 'Flatline' :P
// Yus lets me get 894 back and go rogue!
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CCA.C18-NOVA.01.501 Spectre
Entry 2
Recently, I encountered a female figure on my travels, Jessica I think it was. She was wise, knew a lone Civil Protection unit would not come to the outlands for no reason - and she probably read the FTR on my kevlar. She told me of a Medical Clinic, where people are giving aid to the wounded. I asked her to take me there - I may be able to make use of myself again, this time for a better cause. She led me to a building not to far a walk away.
I met the figure who runs the place in his office. We chatted, eat then he asked me of my experience. I responded how I have trained as far as Surgeons to perform Surgery and Units to perform various types of combat. He seemed pleased, and most likely noting my set of weaponry and experience, asked me to be the Security Manager of the place. This pleased me, I accepted. He said I will most likely be training a 'Kate' or someone under a similar name, being the only human medic in the place. There are a lot of Vortigaunts.
Glenn decided to pay a visit. It only took an aim of my Pulse Rifle and he ran with his tail in between his legs. Oh, funny thing is, he's missing a leg now. I was awfully tempted to revoke walking from his all together, but I just cleaned my knife.
I'm currently training members of the clinics staff to operate firearms and administer medical aid. Apparently, Evie tends to help out at the Clinic sometimes.
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CCA.C18-NOVA.01.501 Spectre
Entry 3
Today, I have been hiding out at the Labs, taken there by a Lucy figure. I met with two vortigaunts I am familiar with on-site and met a new one, as well as a scientist who has copied my OS from my faceplate to his computer. OverWatch snipers were outside at one point, keeping us pinned in the Labs for hours until eventually fanning off. They are like zombies, shooting at walls that are proofed from the sniper rounds in false hope of penetration, you'd think an OTA unit would learn after one failure, let alone thirty.
I trained various refugees in operation of USP Match handguns, Heckler and Kotch MP7s and this one person with an AR2 which a vortigaunt disabled the BioLock on. I even managed to train two Vortigaunts how to use USP Matchs and AR2s. I have earned a lot of respect from various refugees and it appears my name is now well known, but there remains one individual who refuses to understand I have gone rogue and am now on his save, Dave I think. The Outlands has her ways of placing Paranoia upon her prey.
It also appears the infamous 'Glenn' has died. Shame I couldn't have killed him myself, I should've shot him when he broke into the clinic. Optimism always gets the better of me. I'll be sure to piss on his grave.
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// Evie thought you where dead. If she saw you, she'd leave liz in an instant.
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Wait, his character is still alive?
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Wait, his character is still alive?
It's under debate at the moment.
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I saw the OTa hang him off a bridge lol.
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I saw the OTa hang him off a bridge lol.
:/
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CCA.C18-NOVA.01.501 Spectre
Entry 4
I had a close encounter with an OverWatch Sniper today, went to stab him through his optics but my knife broke so far in. It took a bit of fighting, but I kicked him off a high ledge into the mud of the canals and grabbed his rifle as he fell, his weight snapping the sling. I now have a Combine Snipers Rifle, to be honest I think I'll be using it as binoculars more than I will a firearm, even if I have a zoom function in my faceplate. I guess I can combine them both, and besides, I oughta' toss my faceplate soon enough. I just want to hide my battle scars, if you will.
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CCA.C18-NOVA.01.501 Spectre
Entry 5
I've been thinking - about Evie. She simply will not get out of my head. So you know what, fuck all, I'm going to find her. Fuck that 'Liz' sheila, fuck 'Dave', no one is stopping me. I took down an OTA unit with only a knife - which broke anyway, I can handle a few refugees who think they know better than me because I wear a uniform. No one, is stopping me. No one. If I have to shoot a few refugees to do it, I will, fuck what I swore on.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ex0mDiJU7Ms
// inb4 HUR 501 & EVIE 4EVR
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CCA.C18-NOVA.01.501 Spectre
Entry 6
It has been brought to my attention that Dave has been continuing to campaign against me. I'm rather irritated with his constant wording, I hear he attempted to kill the OTA unit I captured and reduced to a state of being able to take commands from myself recently - and attempted to make it kill itself. I recently checked up on the OTA unit and it seems to be taking commands from someone else. I'll be following this up, it took me a lot of work to access it's datachip, even if most of it corrupted on itself.
Regardless, I'll be taking back Command of the unit and I'll be placing Dave on the brink of his life next time I see him. He needs to be put in line. I may also get information regarding Evie's location.
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CCA.C18-NOVA.01.501 Spectre
Entry 7
I met Evie today. Found her in the Canals. We met up with my personal OTA unit, now known as ARCHER, and proceeded to the abandoned office complex and kissed with Evie after getting the ARCHER unit to patrol. Later on we resided in the Labs where I fixed up ARCHER's datachip a bit and enabled him to be able to speak normally. OTA raided twice, I had someone shoot through me to get the OTA behind me and took a bullet for Evie. Turns out my Snipers Rifle makes for a good pole-arm.
I patched up this head-crab, Angela, after it saved Evie from getting shot by an OTA unit. It appears to be rather friendly when you get on it's good side. It's rather affectionate.
Later on, a lone OTA ventured towards the Labs. Tossed Smoke out onto the bridge, ARCHER got him in the chest with the Sniper. When I moved in to capture the units datachip and leave the corpse to the vultures, he pulled a grenade and went Kamikaze. Fucking augmentations, he was a mess, nothing but blood and guts. It's quite a shame, really, noting he probably was once completely against the Universal Union. We all survived none-the-less.
OTA are on our tail now, they know the Labs is a hot-spot for activity. We need this labs, one way or another.
Dave appeared rather cowardly after he figured out I was willing to knock him flat on his ass. One threat and he was making reason. Pussy.
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CCA.C18-NOVA.01.501 Spectre
Entry 7
I met Evie today. Found her in the Canals. We met up with my personal OTA unit, now known as ARCHER, and proceeded to the abandoned office complex and kissed with Evie after getting the ARCHER unit to patrol. Later on we resided in the Labs where I fixed up ARCHER's datachip a bit and enabled him to be able to speak normally. OTA raided twice, I had someone shoot through me to get the OTA behind me and took a bullet for Evie. Turns out my Snipers Rifle makes for a good pole-arm.
I patched up this head-crab, Angela, after it saved Evie from getting shot by an OTA unit. It appears to be rather friendly when you get on it's good side. It's rather affectionate.
OTA are on our tail now, they know the Labs is a hot-spot for activity. We need this labs, one way or another.
Dave appeared rather cowardly after he figured out I was willing to knock him flat on his ass. One threat and he was making reason. Pussy.
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: YOU KISSED YOUR ARCHER UNIT@?
fear: no
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: I know you like her, but jesus!
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: I mean, whatever I(T IS
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: "We met up with my personal OTA unit, now known as ARCHER, and proceeded to the abandoned office complex and kissed"
fear: FUCK
fear: MISPELL
fear: MAJOR
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: LAWL
fear: MISPELL
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: KEEP IT
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: CROSS IT OUT
fear: OH GOD
fear: OH GOD
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: HAHAHAHA
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: I'm rofling atm
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: Cross it out and put next to it what you'd ment to say
fear: THISIS BAD
fear: editing
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: THIS IS GOOD
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: Don't edit it
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: Please
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: It is so good
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: THe images of you commandin g
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: /radio ARCHER UNIT| KISS COMMANDER|
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: /radio |ARCHER UNIT| USE MORE TONGUE|
fear: k
fear: edited
fear: didnt cross
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: Fuuuu
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CCA.C18-NOVA.01.501 Spectre
Entry 7
I met Evie today. Found her in the Canals. We met up with my personal OTA unit, now known as ARCHER, and proceeded to the abandoned office complex and kissed with Evie after getting the ARCHER unit to patrol. Later on we resided in the Labs where I fixed up ARCHER's datachip a bit and enabled him to be able to speak normally. OTA raided twice, I had someone shoot through me to get the OTA behind me and took a bullet for Evie. Turns out my Snipers Rifle makes for a good pole-arm.
I patched up this head-crab, Angela, after it saved Evie from getting shot by an OTA unit. It appears to be rather friendly when you get on it's good side. It's rather affectionate.
OTA are on our tail now, they know the Labs is a hot-spot for activity. We need this labs, one way or another.
Dave appeared rather cowardly after he figured out I was willing to knock him flat on his ass. One threat and he was making reason. Pussy.
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: YOU KISSED YOUR ARCHER UNIT@?
fear: no
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: I know you like her, but jesus!
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: I mean, whatever I(T IS
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: "We met up with my personal OTA unit, now known as ARCHER, and proceeded to the abandoned office complex and kissed"
fear: FUCK
fear: MISPELL
fear: MAJOR
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: LAWL
fear: MISPELL
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: KEEP IT
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: CROSS IT OUT
fear: OH GOD
fear: OH GOD
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: HAHAHAHA
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: I'm rofling atm
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: Cross it out and put next to it what you'd ment to say
fear: THISIS BAD
fear: editing
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: THIS IS GOOD
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: Don't edit it
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: Please
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: It is so good
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: THe images of you commandin g
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: /radio ARCHER UNIT| KISS COMMANDER|
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: /radio |ARCHER UNIT| USE MORE TONGUE|
fear: k
fear: edited
fear: didnt cross
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: Fuuuu
This just made my day x)
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CCA.C18-NOVA.01.501 Spectre
Entry 7
I met Evie today. Found her in the Canals. We met up with my personal OTA unit, now known as ARCHER, and proceeded to the abandoned office complex and kissed with Evie after getting the ARCHER unit to patrol. Later on we resided in the Labs where I fixed up ARCHER's datachip a bit and enabled him to be able to speak normally. OTA raided twice, I had someone shoot through me to get the OTA behind me and took a bullet for Evie. Turns out my Snipers Rifle makes for a good pole-arm.
I patched up this head-crab, Angela, after it saved Evie from getting shot by an OTA unit. It appears to be rather friendly when you get on it's good side. It's rather affectionate.
OTA are on our tail now, they know the Labs is a hot-spot for activity. We need this labs, one way or another.
Dave appeared rather cowardly after he figured out I was willing to knock him flat on his ass. One threat and he was making reason. Pussy.
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: YOU KISSED YOUR ARCHER UNIT@?
fear: no
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: I know you like her, but jesus!
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: I mean, whatever I(T IS
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: "We met up with my personal OTA unit, now known as ARCHER, and proceeded to the abandoned office complex and kissed"
fear: FUCK
fear: MISPELL
fear: MAJOR
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: LAWL
fear: MISPELL
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: KEEP IT
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: CROSS IT OUT
fear: OH GOD
fear: OH GOD
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: HAHAHAHA
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: I'm rofling atm
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: Cross it out and put next to it what you'd ment to say
fear: THISIS BAD
fear: editing
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: THIS IS GOOD
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: Don't edit it
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: Please
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: It is so good
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: THe images of you commandin g
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: /radio ARCHER UNIT| KISS COMMANDER|
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: /radio |ARCHER UNIT| USE MORE TONGUE|
fear: k
fear: edited
fear: didnt cross
PFC [508th_PIR]Jacknife: Fuuuu
This just made my day x)
// I was gonna say. Did we kiss? And I knew you derp'd. But ty for fixing ;)
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nice diary entries! You're pretty good man.
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Me too, I come on the forums almost every day just to see what happens on his daily basis.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PXkgn3QUA2w
Spectre made a desperate rush for the PHANTOM unit, holding his Combine Sniper Rifle similar to a pole-arm, taking advantage of it's large barrel. He felt another Pulse Round rip into his Torso, the Adrenaline shot he took earlier began to be rendered useless compared to all the damage delivered by the unit. Spectre made a desperate swing at the unit, connecting to the OTA units faceplate. The OTA unit returned the attack, raising his heavy AR2 and bringing it down onto Spectre. Spectre took the hit, falling to his kis knees, Dave Woods approaching the OTA unit from behind with his AR2.
Dave raised his AR2, bringing it down onto the OTA unit. The OTA unit took the hit, stumbling forward, tripping over Spectre, causing Spectre to fall onto his back in the process. Spectre saw a shining light and attempted to roll out of the unit's reached, the light being blocked off when the unit gripped Spectre by his already damaged leg via. a Sniper Dark Energy Pulse. Spectre attempted to kick the OTA unit away from him as he fumbled for his MP7. Spectre aimed roughly at the OTA unit and squeezed the trigger in, the unit's heavy armour preventing all shots from penetrating.
The OTA unit knocked the MP7 away from Spectre and gripped him by the throat, forcing him in front as a human shield. Dave remained frozen to the spot, considering his options, clearly choosing the worst. Dave charged both the OTA unit and Spectre, forcing them both over the railing and using them both to cushion the impact. Spectre was forced to the bottom, holding up his right arm in an attempt to stop the plummeting OTA unit and Dave.
It was with a crunch that all the bones past and including the elbow in Spectre's right arm fractured to such severity and complexity that it would be a Surgeons nightmare. Spectre let out a cry of pain and agony as the OTA unit fumbled to his feet and held Spectre up as a human shield yet again. The OTA unit resorted to his Combat Knife, holding it to a heavily wounded Spectre's throat.
"Shoot through my shoulder!" demanded Spectre, "Just shoot the fucker!"
"Vacate or Spectre's status will be rendered DECEASED" demanded PHANTOM-0, the OTA unit. "Three..." he begun to count. Dave hesitated before lowering to a crouch and placing his AR2 in the mud, taking a handful of it with him.
"I don't want him to be hurt, okay..." negotiated Dave, to no avail.
"Two..." PHANTOM-0 continued. Dave threw the mud at Spectre and PHANTOM-0 as he fumbled for his AR2 in a last grab at Spectre's life....
...To no avail. PHANTOM-0 navigated Spectre to take all of the mud to the face as PHANTOM-0 backed up, taking Spectre with him.
"I'm sorry, Spectre..." apologised Dave.
"Dave, you fucking tell Evie I love her..." Spectre demanded. "And tell her to find the Mercenary, Christopher G. Mackenzie, or I swear to god, I will haunt you."
PHANTOM-0 proceeded to back away with Spectre, heading towards the local OTA F.O.B. or Forward Operating Base.
It was later that a RAZOR trained arrived in City 18 carrying a Level 1 importance Cargo. Three OverWatch Transhuman Arm Units - One being a KING unit - was dispatched to escort the cargo with numerous high command units. An Officer waited outside the train station with a Divisional Commander.
"Well, well, well..." taunted the Officer. "What have we here?"
"Fuck off." Spectre answered. "I have better things to do than listen to you." The Officer watched in his disgust as Spectre proceeded towards the Nexus, tied and wounded. Citizens and Units alike shot glares back and forwards in-between each other and the apparently arrested unit.
One female citizen looked down to her feet, removing a pair of dog-tags from her neck and reading them, 'Johnson L. Phillips.' She closed her hand around them, gripping them tightly, a single tear darting out of her left eye and dropping to the concrete below.
"Oh, John..." she muttered to herself as tears flowed down her cheeks.
Spectre was led to the Torture room, being strapped down to the chair and having his already damaged right hand crushed under the might of an OTA unit. Spectre cried out on agony. Divisional Commander Three-Oh-Five awaited him.
"Well, what have we here..." he begun. "Seven-Six-Seven, to treatment." he ordered over the radio. "Well, remember me, Spectre?" asked 305.
"No..." answered Spectre.
"Unit Three-Oh-Five?" continued 305.
"No bells rung." replied Spectre. 305 let out a slight grunt.
"Well, I was an Oh-Four when you left." explained 305, holding his head high with pride, now being a Divisional Commander.
"What, you want me to congratulate you?" taunted Spectre.
"Thank you." responded 305. Spectre sneered. Three-0-5 left the room, Six-One-Nine taking his place - One of many who have sworn to take Spectre's life from him.
A recruit entered the room, head held high with incorrectly gained pride.
That Recruit was Seven-Six-Seven, Six-Seven-Six's brother.
"Five-Oh-One..." he thought allowed. "...At least tell me why you killed my brother."
"Only if you have the time to listen to a story..." said Spectre, announcing the Terms and Conditions of the information.
"I have time..." replied Seven-Six-Seven.
Spectre told the story of him and Six-Seven-Six, from start to finish, eventually laying down the facts behind the CCA such as the Brainwashing, the Torture, the Augmentations, the true motives behind the Universal Union.
"Don't listen to this liar." ordered Six-One-Nine.
"You lied to your superior after I killed and revived Six-Seven-Six with a knife at our third encounter!" Spectre shouted.
"And what's not to say I didn't tell the Sectoral Commander afterwards?" asked Six-One-Nine.
"You'd get beaten and blackmarked - and you know it." Spectre responded, still shouting. Six-One-Nine let out a grunt. Six-One-Nine approached Spectre, strapped down and helpless.
"OTA, hold his head." ordered Six-One-Nine.
"Wait, what are you doing...?" Asked Spectre.
"Revoking from thou what 676 gave thou." Six-One-Nine replied almost religiously. The OTA unit secured his grip on Spectre's head.
Six-One-Nine lunged out for Spectre's left cybernetic eyeball, the faceplate being taken off by Six-One-Nine half way through the story. His entire hand entered Spectre's eye socket, stretching the bounds of them painfully as Six-One-Nine crushed Spectre's left eye-ball. Spectre cried out in agony to the Brainwashed and Augmented's pleasure. Six-One-Nine repeated the process with the other eye, ripping this one perfectly out. The OTA unit kept his grip on Spectre's head as Spectre thrashed about in the chair to no success.
"Release." ordered Six-One-Nine. The OTA unit stood back to his previous position, snapping to attention with his MP7. Spectre's head hung forward. Seven-Six-Seven stepped forward, placing Six-Seven-Six's armband over Spectre's now empty eye sockets as both an insult and to remember the infamous Divisional Commander.
Three-Oh-Five entered the room.
"This is over." he announced. "Send him to NOVA Prospekt." ordered Three-Oh-Five. The OTA unit came to life, unstrapping Spectre and dragging him along behind him by his left wrist due to his lack of eyesight.
A RAZOR train rolled into the NOVA Prospekt station in the City 18 Train-station.
Spectre was loaded aboard, placed in a Pod and watched by the same OTA unit who captured him, PHANTOM-0.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BJ-yxjFZLoY
"...And tell her to find the Mercenary, Christopher G. Mackenzie..."
Chris approached Spectre's diary, half buried in the mud, a title written in pen on the white area with lines for the author to write on. It read "Spectre - Unit 501". Chris lowered to his knees, picking up the diary and shaking the mud off it. Chris, only having one arm, brushed both sides of the Diary against his pants and examined the spine of the Diary.
On the top of the book, in the spine, was a small incision made by a Surgeons scalpel. Chris placed the book under his right armpit, using his left hand to carefully pry the cut open, finding a small bit of folded paper inside. Chris slid out the note, folding it open carefully.
"Chris, if you are reading this, I have an important job for you. You'll find the credit chit in the back cover of the book, it should set you up for a while..."
EDIT: Thank you, Catalyst-Gaming, for the best RP I have had so far in my life across every server I have played on.
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// Evie is gonna go mad. She'll freak the fuck out and probably retract herself from everyone for a good while. Evie is too strong for suicide though, accidental death, maybe, but purposley killing herself is probably not gonna happen.
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// @fear And this is why I love RPing with you :D I hope this story still continues with Chris. It's been good helping you create this story.
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// Evie is gonna go mad. She'll freak the fuck out and probably retract herself from everyone for a good while. Evie is too strong for suicide though, accidental death, maybe, but purposley killing herself is probably not gonna happen.
// Spectre mentioned Chris for a reason c:
// @fear And this is why I love RPing with you :D I hope this story still continues with Chris. It's been good helping you create this story.
// RIP 676 and 501. Best RP I've had on HL2RP, ever.
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I'm going to miss 501 and ARCHER, OOC and IC. Kind of wish you and Dave could of settled your differnces though. I'm sorry I couldn't have been there, maybe I could of postponed the inavatable. (doubt it)
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Props to you, fear and s0nic. I have yet to encounter a more emotionally-charged, dramatic IC storyline. Well done. Well done indeed.
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Props to you, fear and s0nic. I have yet to encounter a more emotionally-charged, dramatic IC storyline. Well done. Well done indeed.
What it says on the tin, this was a brilliant read. (Nice touch of music with the MGS and Toradora OST's aswell.)
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//Just a little something you missed because you were too far to see.
Dave Woods, covered in mud, raised the heavy AR2, taking aim at both units as they move further away.
Knowing how Spectre, and himself didn't get along well, he felt some mercy, telling himself that if he was to kill Spectre, he wouldn't need to suffer, and possibly speak of important information. Locations, plans, or who was involved with what, could have been spoken.
With the facts running through his head, Dave Woods held his breath, ready to spray multiple pulse rounds into both units, ready to leave no survivors.
*Click, Click, Click*
Withought a word, Dave lowered the heavy weapon to his chest, heading back to the Alliance labs, where he would re-fill on ammo.
// Not my Diary, and I don't mean to add stuff to it, but just so you didn't think I honestly just let both of you just walk off, here is my part of the story.
// Also, I wished I had the chance for you to live, only to kill you in the future. Still a fun time rp'ing with ya mate.
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//Nice one man love the story and the music that went with it too ;D
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WUT. 501 died?! Ach'Ild'Eaz will be so sad D;
And how ironic 527 died last night.
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I want to thank everyone for their comments and support. So thank you.
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I want to thank everyone for their comments and support. So thank you.
I hope we can start another epic story
It's too fun with you. ;D
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I want to thank everyone for their comments and support. So thank you.
// Think nothing of it. May more fun Rping memories await.
Cheers!
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Can't wait to RP with you again, bro!
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So, now that spectre is gone, who will be your next primary character? I would like to know : )
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So, now that spectre is gone, who will be your next primary character? I would like to know : )
Probably Christopher G. Mackenzie, as mentioned in the massive epilouge.
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Wish I could of been involved, I always miss good rp :v.
Anyway, like yankee said, this is the (so far) best rp I have seen yet at CG Hl2RP.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lGf2b1H91JA
"Love is a bunch of electrical impulses in your brain that makes you do stupid things." Chris begun. "It's quite useless, really."
"You're useless..." responded Evie.
"Don't you fucking raise your voice to her!" Chris yelled, stepping forward onto his left foot and bringing his right fist - his only fist - swiftly towards Dave's face. Dave took the hit, his guitar pick flew out of his mouth and landed onto the grass below.
"That's my job, bitch!" Evie yelled at Chris, Chris ignoring her. Dave sneered at Chris.
"Get walking." Chris ordered.
"You'll regret this..." Dave grunted towards Chris.
"Run back to your Alliance faggots." insulted Chris with a sly smirk. Dave sneered again, hopping off the roof and into the office complex below.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XI1VpElKWF8
"Fuck!" Evie screamed as the same PHANTOM unit who captured Spectre - PHANTOM-0 - Uncloaked, wrapping the cold fingers of his left glove around her neck and unsheathing his Combat Knife with his right hand. He raised the Combat Knife to her neck, threatening Christopher G. Mackenzie - Anti-Citizen 6 - with Evie's life. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" Evie continued to scream. Chris remembered the story he had heard from various people - the one of Dave's inability to handle a hostage situation resulting in Spectre's capture - thinking himself in a similar position.
'Dave fucked up...' Chris thought to himself as he begun to think of ways to rescue Evie as he reached into his messenger bag slung over his shoulder, removing his 9mm pistol and aiming it swiftly at PHANTOM-0.
"Anti-Citizen 6. Step away." ordered PHANTOM-0. Chris hesitated for a moment before dropping his 9mm pistol back into his messenger bag.
"What the fuck are you doing!?" screamed Evie at the top of her lungs. "Just shoot him!". Chris, forced to ignore the cries for help, let the OTA get a bit of distance in-between Chris and Evie before Chris begun to follow, hand still up.
"Anti-Citizen 6. Step away. Final warning." ordered PHANTOM-0, causing Chris to stop in his tracks. The OTA unit approached the drop from the apartment complex roof to the floor below, as he prepared his jump, Chris noticed a slight opening - A crack in his defences - That he could take advantage of. Chris allowed himself a slight, sly smirk before leaning forward onto his left foot and pushing off it, racing forwards towards the OTA unit.
Chris slid his one arm in-between Evie and the OTA unit, proceeding to engage the OTA unit in a tackle, pushing his shoulder with the speed of his run-up into the OTA units abdomen kevlar. The OTA unit gripped Evie as a last resort, pulling her down on top of Chris. Chris slid and secured himself in-between Evie and the OTA unit, the three of them falling down through the hole in the ground of the third floor and to the second, in the rubble. The OTA unit took the majority of the fall, Chris being sandwiched in-between the OTA unit and Evie. Chris let out a loud grunt, the OTA unit let out a cry of agony as he dropped his Combat Knife and let it roll across the floor. Evie fumbled to her feet, pushing off Chris and diving for the dropped Combat Knife.
Chris rolled off the OTA unit, feeling his back dig into the sharp pieces of Shrapnel in the rubble, feeling them slice into him. Chris let out a cry of agony as the OTA unit climbed to his feet, seeing Evie quickly swing the Combat Knife in the units direction. The unit responded quickly, gripping Evie's wrist and proceeding to bend it against the will of her Elbow, causing her to release it as she let out a cry of agony. The OTA unit quickly took the knife as it fell, snatching it up in his left hand. Chris, in the mean-time, drawed his pistol from his messenger bag and aimed it roughly at the OTA's faceplate. He placed his finger in the trigger guard, beginning to flex his finger on the trigger...
...The OTA unit responded quickly, turning to his left and throwing the Combat Knife at Chris. Chris felt a sharp pain in his right hand chest as he began to fell backwards, his finger still on a course for the trigger, causing the 9mm round to be shot at the roof uselessly. Chris hit the floor with a hard thud, he let out a cry of agony. The OTA unit remained on his toes, turning and throwing his arm towards Evie's throat. Chris fumbled to raise his right arm again, his finger having remained in the trigger-guard and keeping the 9mm pistol at his side, raising it again and levelling it to the OTA units faceplate as the OTA unit attempted to take Evie hostage again. Chris squeezed the trigger, the gun failing, clicking uselessly to remind him of how he thought he'd be right without reloading.
Chris tossed the 9mm pistol aside, thinking fast and thinking strong. The OTA unit secured his grip around Evie's throat, bringing Evie in towards him, holding her as a hostage and a human shield as he once did Spectre. Chris threw his hand for the Combat Knife which handle prod out of his chest, wrapping his fingers around it and biting down on his collar as he began to tug on it. The Knife slid out slightly to the disinterest of Chris's nerves, Chris bit down on his collar harder and continued to pull on the Knife.
The OTA unit turned his head to face Chris, revealing both of his optics, the only chance Chris would get to harm him.
Chris ripped out the Knife from his chest, raising it above and behind his head and quickly shooting his gaze to the OTA unit, bringing his arm forward and releasing the handle of the Combat Knife...
...To see it connect with the OTA units right optic, getting stuck about 3/4's in. The OTA unit released Evie, stumbling back, his AR2 which he was holding in his off-hand dropping in the middle of the shrapnel-filled rubble. Evie turned, lunging at the OTA unit, attempting to wrap her fingers around the Combat Knife and drive it deeper into the OTA unit's optic.
Chris looked to the AR2, now lying in the centre of the rubble, spinning on his back roughly 180 degrees then rolling onto his stomach, begging to crawl intensely for the AR2. Evie continued to struggle with the OTA unit, eventually making contact with the inside of the unit's faceplate, blood beginning to run from the knife and drip to the floor. The optic lost it's shade of blue, turning to a black, the OTA unit stumbled backwards.
Chris slammed his hand onto the AR2 handle after climbing through various makeshift knifes that dug into everything but his face, aiming it roughly at the OTA unit and squeezing the trigger. The rifle whirred at him, signalling the Bio-Lock is still in effect and denying him access to fire the Dark Energy rounds. Chris grunted, simply letting the AR2 drop into the rubble, being in intense pain as the Adrenaline begun to wear off. The OTA unit went on the retreat, falling back.
Then he stopped.
Chris cursed in his thoughts, the OTA unit presuming Chris as dead or unconscious and moving towards Evie, having a task to capture her. Chris tightened his hand on a medium-sized peice of rubble, one that he could swing and use as a weapon. The OTA unit neared Evie. Chris suddenly jumped to his feet, sprinting at the OTA unit and bringing the bit of rubble towards his remaining Optic. The Optic cracked, Evie took the moment and lunged forward, gripping the Combat Knife bulging out of the units optic and attempting to tear it out in a swift motion. The Knife came free to Evie's delight, she lunged it for the cracked Optic, damaging it further.
The OTA unit stumbled back, Chris stepped in and swung the rubble one last time at the OTA units faceplate. The Optic proceeded to crack more, the rubble shattering over the units faceplate. Evie swung her knife at the OTA unit, the OTA unit swinging his left arm with an open palm at her striking arm and brang in his right arm in a fist towards her stomach. Evie took the hit, grunting, then falling over onto the floor. The OTA units main concern changed - He wanted to dispose of Chris so it could be a clean in-and-out operation next time.
The wounded OTA unit approached Chris, sitting down on his torso. Chris let out a loud cry of agony under the unit's weight, struggling to no avail. The OTA unit attempted to bring the knife down into Chris, Chris responding by gripping the Knife and attempting to push the knife back towards the OTA unit in an attempt to rescue not just his own life, but Evie's as-well. The OTA unit responded by pushing his weight down against the Knife, Chris seeing this as a bad thing and attempting to roll to his left.
The OTA unit rolled onto his back, Chris taking the knife and pointing it at the OTA unit, now being on top. The OTA unit struggled against Chris, without really trying he rolled back on top of Chris. Chris was running out of the energy to fight and slowly the willpower. As Chris's strength was slowly sapped away from him, he felt the tip of the Knife dig into his chest, near the older wound made from the throwing of the knife. Chris released, the pain overwhelming him, the OTA unit slowly sliding the knife into Chris's chest, dragging the pain out.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yf9PKNmuY5I
Chris dropped lifeless, now fighting on a different front for his life, a front inside of him.
The OTA unit reclaimed his knife and attempted to cloak, his position being given away by the trail of blood being left by his injuries. A successful retreat was made and Anti-Citizen Six was declared deceased as far as the Universal Union know, one of the few with direct relation to Spectre.
"If Emotion is useless..." begun Evie, turning to face Chris as the OTA unit neared her to take her hostage for the first time. "Why the fuck did you hit Dave!?" she yelled. Chris hesitated for a moment before continuing:
"Spectre's last request bears a lot of weight on me, Evie - The request to keep you alive and sane. 20,000 credits is also a lot of money.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uhRw3nE67aw
Just think of it this way, Evie. What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger."
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//Love it, But how can this guy do all of this with only one hand :o ;D
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//Love it, But how can this guy do all of this with only one hand :o ;D
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w5jOsuhx2Dc
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//Loled my ass off ;D
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// This is getting good. But I wonder who shall get the honor of killing PHANTOM-0...
I am now in suspense.
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// Evie needs to do more than yell profanities whenever she's in trouble
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//@fear - Ty for putting this up, and ty for this rp, ty bokslag for swearing the whole time.
// This is getting good. But I wonder who shall get the honor of killing PHANTOM-0...
I am now in suspense.
//PHANTOM-0 will be hard to take down. But...you never know....
If anything I'll let fear or Evie kill me, but I'll have to be epic.
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50 bucks evie yells "fuck you!" when she kills you
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//@fear - Ty for putting this up, and ty for this rp, ty bokslag for swearing the whole time.
// This is getting good. But I wonder who shall get the honor of killing PHANTOM-0...
I am now in suspense.
//PHANTOM-0 will be hard to take down. But...you never know....
If anything I'll let fear or Evie kill me, but I'll have to be epic.
Hopefully Vek will get a kill assist :3
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50 bucks evie yells "fuck you!" when she kills you
50 bucks says that my body won't exist after she kills me.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sTYaH8iPgoM
“…Thou shalt perish!” shouted James as he swiftly brought his right arm to his right. The sharpened stainless steel of his flick-knife found its way into Stefan Bakowski’s throat, blood splattering onto the footpath in inch-thick droplets. Stefan’s laughter turned into an inhumane gurgle as he choked on his own blood, being held up only by his collar. James released the figure, letting him collide against the sidewalk in a loud thud. Stefan continued to gurgle, as if still laughing at James.
James turned, running his thumb across the smooth wooden and metallic side of his flick-knife up to the thumb catch on the blade of the flick-knife. His thumb caught against it, he brought his thumb in towards him, bringing the blade with it. He run his hand down to his right thigh pocket, using his fingers to open the pocket as he released the pocket knife, it dropping right inside. James stopped to look around at the gathered crowd – One being unwanted – A Civil Protection scanner.
James turned, hoping the Scanner didn’t get an ID on him, speed-walking towards UCH block A. Climbing two steps at a time, James reached the top of the flight in minimum time, proceeding to jog down the hallway to the room on the far left hand side. James moved his left hand to the door knob, pushing down with his body-weight by leaning onto it then pushing the door open along its Axis. Ayuko Hayashi was sitting on the couch, recovered from the blows gained during the conflict.
Ayuko Hayashi is a Japanese female in an intermediate relationship with James. They’ve been seeing each-other since City 18 where Stefan attacked Ayuko, resulting in dislocating her nose where James responded by dislocating and fracturing Stefan’s left ankle, dislocating Stefan’s nose and generically ‘beating him up’.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gI3NjxnBCoI
James entered Ayuko’s apartment after a week absence in another city, being shifted for a major CCA work-task which he didn’t have the choice wether to do it or not. As he entered the room, he noticed that Ayuko was sitting with a rather blank face and hiding something out of James line of sight. James approached her, starting to speak.
“Hey Ayuko”
“H-Hi” Ayuko responded with a stutter,
“Is everything okay…?” Asked James, Ayuko responding by shaking her head quickly. James picked up on the piece of paper she is hiding. “What’s that you’re hidin-“ asked James, cut off by a yell from Ayuko.
“No!” she yelled, causing James to jump out of his seat. James stood up, placing his left hand on her right shoulder.
“Ayuko, what is it?” James asked.
“I…” Ayuko begun.
“You?” James urged.
“I’ve been… Getting blackmailed…” Ayuko continued.
“By who!?” James asked, quickly becoming enraged. Ayuko stood up.
“Stefan’s gang, but James, wait!” Ayuko answered. James turned towards the door, stopping.
“Yea?” he asked, turning to look over his shoulder.
“It’d be safer if… We… Don’t be together any more” Ayuko said, James stopping in his tracks.
“Oh… Well, in that case… Wouldn’t it be safer if I leave all together…?” James said as he begun to approach the door, swinging it open quickly.
“James, wai-“ Ayuko pleaded, James slamming the door shut. Ayuko let out a sigh.
James approached the sewer entrance, the one that drops down into the drain with the ladder, as a lone UNION-04.767 approached him.
“Citizen. What are you doing here?” 767 asked.
“…What do you think?” asked James sarcastically, turning to face 767.
“Face the wall.” Ordered 767 as he raised his stun-stick into the air, cracking it alight with a sharp snap of his wrist.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IunstAdGBP4
James, being near the sewer entrance, looked behind him before taking a single step back, trying to fall into the sewer.
Seven-Six-Seven rushed in, gripping James by the collar in his left hand and stepping onto his left foot in the left-hand direction, throwing James at the drain. James let out a deep grunt as he hit the metal cover of the sewers, Seven-Six-Seven quickly taking James CID card, reading it aloud.
“James… So how are you and Ayuko doing?” Seven-Six-Seven asked.
“What!?” replied James angrily.
“Well, I couldn’t have let it go on…” explained Seven-Six-Seven “And we had reports about a very troublesome you, so I took advantage of it…”
“So it was you…!?” James grunted, climbing to his feet.
“Yea, didn’t I just admit that?” asked 767, allowing a slight chuckle. “Now get on the wall.” James stood still for a moment.
James stepped in, bringing both his hands together into a ball and swung it harshly at 767’s faceplate. Seven-Six-Seven took the hit, stumbling back, tripping over his feet and falling to the ground. James ran for the sewer entrance, attempting to jump in. Seven-Six-Seven reached out, gripping James by his ankle and pulling it back. James fell forward into the sewer, with an inhuman crack his face he fell limp. Seven-Six-Seven rose to his feet, holding James out where the fall would affect him and…
…Dropped him.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ay6GcT7Thc
James woke up some time later in a pool of sewer water and his own blood, a sharp pain ringing through his head and neck. He looked up to the sewer entrance; it was sealed with a Cinderblock on each corner. James let out a deep grunt, getting up and rubbing his head, hearing the CCA patrols approach with the loud clanks of their equipment. James turned, running for the deeper sewers where he could patch himself up.
James passed underneath one of the drains coming from the main street with a strong limp and bloody face. Ayuko was passing above, peering down at her feet, recognising the figure who appeared to be hurt. A Civil Protection unit approached her – ‘Move along!’ he ordered. Ayuko begun to head to the sewer entrance, spinning on the ball of her foot and starting to walk.
James comes to a halt in a lone room in the sewers, removing half of his bandage wrapped around his right eye and wrapping it across his face and around his nose. He took his bandage clip, one end still attached to the end, and attached it to the length of bandage running around his right eye. It would have to do for now, James mindset slowly shifted to getting revenge on 767.
James made his way up to the sewer entrance he came through, seeing Ayuko waiting cross-armed. James climbed half-up the latter, rattling the entrance cover.
“Ayuko, thank god, can yo-“
“Yeah, yeah…” answered Ayuko, knowing what the question was going to be and moving the Cinderblocks aside. James pushed up on the cover, sliding it aside and climbing out of the Sewers.
“Ayuko, I found out who was sending the blackmail.” James begun.
“Yeah, who?” Ayuko asked dryly.
“The Civil Protection” James answered.
“…Really?” asked Ayuko, confused.
“Yea.” James answered.
“How do I know your not lying?” asked Ayuko.
“What would I gain from lying to you Ayuko? Look, if you don’t want to believe me, fine.” James answered. Ayuko remained still for a moment, looking to her feet.
“...I believe you.” Spoke Ayuko.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hi4D0IZAYEw
A lone civil protection unit begun to round the corner, James turned his head to recognise the damaged faceplate.
“Ayuko, get into the sewers and follow it to the slums. Go to apartment block C’s lobby, I’ll meet you there.” James almost ordered.
“Wait, why?” asked Ayuko, confused.
“Just go, quickly!” nudged James, nudging her lightly at the sewer entrance. She proceeded to climb down the ladder as James picked up a cinderblock, leaning against the wall just at the corner of the sewer entrance, preparing to ambush Seven-Six-Seven.
Seven-Six-Seven came into eyesight of James, looking to the sewer entrance. He noticed the lid was open and there were three cinderblocks. Three cinderblocks… He turned quickly, but it was already too late. James had the cinderblock over his head and threw it harshly at 767 in a similar form to a soccer throw, the hit connecting and causing 767 to fall flat on his ass. Quickly, a damage warning was sent through the ranks of the CCA, an armed team of three rushing to the scene.
James looked around the corner, noticing them coming. Quickly he ran for the sewer drain and broke into a sprint, hoping to catch up with Ayuko.
“Ayuko, we have to flee to the outlands” explained James.
“Why…?” asked Ayuko.
“I kind of threw a cinderblock at that unit who was coming around the corner and no-“ James begun, the dispatch voice echoing through the district cutting him off.
“James L. Phillips and citizen of interest, citizen-ship has been revoked. STATUS: MALIGANT.” The voice boomed. James looked to Ayuko.
“Yea, my point exactly.”
“But how will we get there…?” asked Ayuko.
“I know someone. People call him a dog of war, but he’s more or less a wolf.
EDIT: Open for music suggestions, I had bad luck searching today.
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//EVERYONES FAVORITE POLLACK!
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//@Fear, ty once again for posting and for the great rp, we have to plan something for Chris now. We can talk later though.
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/ If I still had time, I would request to be a part of this RP. However, I don't have the time so I guess I'm just watching from the sidelines...
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/ If I still had time, I would request to be a part of this RP. However, I don't have the time so I guess I'm just watching from the sidelines...
// Yank you can still make a cameo appearance in our RP :D It'd be cool to RP with you, and I'm pretty sure fear still wants to RP with you. ;D
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/ If I still had time, I would request to be a part of this RP. However, I don't have the time so I guess I'm just watching from the sidelines...
// Yank you can still make a cameo appearance in our RP :D It'd be cool to RP with you, and I'm pretty sure fear still wants to RP with you. ;D
yes i do.
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LTzUW8k7exg
The mistreated sadistic woman charged at Ayuko while she was distracted, a sharp metallic object slid into her lower abdomen. Ayuko looked into the woman’s eyes before falling backwards, the knife sliding out of her body. She fell limp and rolled down the small hill, then stopping to see the blood that was rushing out her wound, she trembled, trying to apply pressure to the wound, trying to concentrate over the pain.
At the moment James saw Ayuko fall to the ground, he switched into a blood-rage mode and took his lead pipe and attempted to bash the lady's face in. She quickly threw her left shoulder in the way, taking a hit. They both backed off, glaring at each other. The lady stepped forward and juked to the right, James swung his pipe at her, hoping to do more damage this time. She slid under his attack and slashed his left leg, herself sliding to behind him.
She stood up and glanced over at Ayuko saying “She’s going to die soon…what are you gonna do? Save her, or kill me, leaving your girlfriend dead…” She made a sly smirk at James.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tM5KfLc0AzY
James stood there, contemplating; he looked over to Ayuko, still bleeding from her knife wound, then he looked back at the murderous woman. He clenched his lead pipe in his hands and charged at her, hoping he could hit two birds with one stone, killing the crazy lady and saving Ayuko from death. He swung his pipe into her left forearm, a cracking could be heard coming from the lady's arm. The woman stumbled backwards, seeing James rush at her, bringing the pipe above his head, hoping to hit her with a crushing downwards blow. James not realizing that this left his body in the open, the lady quickly rushed forward and stabbed him in the stomach with her knife, twisting the blade, causing James to stop, and release his lead pipe from his hands, becoming weaponless.
The lady laughed, taking out her knife as James coughed out blood all over her shoulder.
“Pain…it’s so majestic…” She said looking at the wounded man.
He then swung his fist around into her face, she took the hit. She responded by trying to slash him in the chest with her bloody knife. James ducked under the attack, trying to grab his lead pipe in the mud, only to be met with a kick to the face from her. James stumbled backwards as she kicked the pipe away from them. James foolishly charged at the knife wielding lady, she got tackled but only to have James stabbed in the back, causing immense pain. They both fell to the mud in the canals, James looked over, seeing his pipe, he was just out of reach from the pipe, but as he reached for it. He felt a sharp pain in the back of his leg, he tried even harder to grab the pipe, knowing if he doesn't grab it, himself and Ayuko would die. She yanked the knife down his leg while James got reach of the pipe, swinging backwards to hit her straight on the head.
She stood up dazed, quickly running over to Ayuko, dodging a pipe throw by James in a failed attempt to stop her. The lady slid down to Ayuko’s level taking out another knife, and put Ayuko’s hands together, palm to palm. She put the knife to her hands, like she was going to bind Ayuko’s hands together with the knife. James took the knife from his leg and prepared to throw it. The lady quickly responded by putting her knife to Ayuko’s throat.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P9cgYvkaSU8
The lady said “Don’t you think about throwing that knife unless you want your girlfriend here to die…” She made a sly smirk again.
Ayuko spat out “J-James…D-Don’t D-Do it…” Before passing out from blood loss.
James lowered his knife, only to see the crazed lady stab her knife through both of Ayuko’s hands, the lady started to flee, thinking she'd won the battle. James quickly raised his knife, throwing it at the fleeing lady. It hit her in her left gut, she stumbled for a bit, but continued to run, knowing James wasn't going to stop. James chased after her, still in his blood-rage, and they continued to run down the canals. James forgetting the one he loved, the one he protected, leaving one person there in the canals…to bleed out...
//This RP was cut off because fear got perma-banned, but I'd like it if we'd not discuss it here, the worst part is I lost the creator of this saga and the main push to the rp, and that it will be hard to continue it, as fear really did know how to write these logs. If you'd like to help me continue this, you may contact me, but I will tell you, the weekends are the only times I can rp really. Hopefully maybe one day fear will be able return to CG. But yea... ~Sawnikdawg
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// Woo crazy people RPer here! I should try to make some more sane characters...But yeah...fear should come back...RP is not the same without him...But yeah, good job and all that Sawnik, at least thats a way to have fear taken out of the picture for a while...
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// What happened while I was GONE!?!?
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// What happened while I was GONE!?!?
//If it is about fear that you want to know, you can pm or whatever, if not, a lot did lol
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End of Act 3: Following in his footsteps.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=naovSOqgkJE
James’ knees hit the mud, after chasing the sheila for about a mile out away from their original battlegrounds, he saw the lady limp away down the canals, punching the ground realizing he's lost... James finally passed out from his wounds and lack of energy and will to continue. He failed at his goal of killing the murderous woman, and saving Ayuko, as both of them were just in his grasp. James is now lying in the mud, non-mobile for the time, feeling his body and mind scream at him for his failure...
Christopher G. McKenzie aka Anti-Citizen Six was finally marked as <MISSING> as Overwatch-Transhuman-Arm’s Covert Response, Extended Reconnaissance, and Intelligence Collection element, PHANTOM, had found no trace of Anti-Citizen Six in the region surrounding the area of the last visual on Chris by the PHANTOM-EtL. Chris found himself a nice camp in the canals a couple miles out, leaving Evie by herself, hoping Spectre's ghost wouldn't come to haunt him for leaving her. He awaits until all of his wounds attained from PHANTOM-EtL are healed, so he can get back to protecting Evie...and to extract his revenge on the unit…
Beginning of Act 4: Forgotten.
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