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Post by Maliku on Nov 6, 2006 23:03:10 GMT -5
Glad to see you actually wrote this.
A. Chainsaws kick ass.
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Post by dogonda on Nov 7, 2006 18:08:20 GMT -5
will write after dinner
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Post by dogonda on Nov 7, 2006 19:03:12 GMT -5
Shaking his head, Marcus clears his mind, and looks around the cover. Pulling back and cocking the Lancer Rifle, he glances over to check if the opening is still there. Taking a deep breath, he throws himself behind a pillar. Looking out briefly, shots fly and dig into the cover. Chips of rock fly, cutting, stinging Marcus's face. Roaring, born of a hatred from seeing his own family slaughtered, Marcus turns from cover, returning fire with his Lancer rifle.
Sio Zargina had been a highly decorated Locust officer, killing hundreds of Cog Army soldiers without diffictulty. This human was different, that was apparent, Sio thought to himself, as the bullets bit deep into his shoulder. Roaring, his men look over in concern. "Fools! Focus on that human!" he stammers, his teeth clattering, his shoulder turning cold. Staring down the field, his eyes turn up nothing of Dominic or Marcus. Letting out a sigh, he lowers his rifle, clicking the safety on.
Smiling, Marcus leaps out from cover, only two feet away from the commander. Shouldering his rifle he unleashes a howel, "EAT IT MOTHER ****ERS!" He screams, the assualt rifle slamming into his shoulder, throwing off his aim slightly. Turning, two of the locusts try to duck, as the heavy armor piercing rounds blow holes into their heads, blood running down in crimson rivulets. Landing with a thud, Sio swears in his strange language, the hammerburst falling to the ground, the safety stuck. Pulling out a pistol, his elongated ivory finger pulls the trigger. The rounds slam into Marcus's shoulder, causing him to slow, but not stop. Trying to back up, the commander falls over the body of his comrades, his eyes filled with fear. The saw on the lancer rifle sputters, its enigine begging to run. The jagged edges eclipse all other things in Sio's vision. Bringing it down viciously, flesh flies off in ribbons, blood squirting, staning the concrete. The skull causes the blade to jump, as Sio's fingers try vainly to push Marcus's wrists of the weapon. Pushing harding, the bones in the wrist snap, causing the Locust to scream in pain. The saw bites deep into the grey matter that is Sio's brain, the life burning out of the body.
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Post by OGRenderence on Nov 7, 2006 19:41:24 GMT -5
Kaleb put his gun down and typed on his computer.
"This rocks as usual Dagonda." He typed then went back to sitting alone by the computer, with his loaded gun.....
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Post by BloodMoonWolf on Nov 7, 2006 19:48:37 GMT -5
I like what I read but I don't know whats going on. I don't know what gears of war is about.
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Post by dogonda on Nov 7, 2006 19:49:14 GMT -5
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Post by OGRenderence on Nov 7, 2006 19:52:55 GMT -5
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Post by poo on Nov 7, 2006 19:58:31 GMT -5
As bloody as the Larn stories, if not better.
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Post by dogonda on Nov 7, 2006 20:00:04 GMT -5
Yea, and will be better i hope
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Post by OGRenderence on Nov 7, 2006 20:00:39 GMT -5
Yay.
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Post by Maliku on Nov 8, 2006 9:32:59 GMT -5
BLOOD
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Post by Khornate Marksman on Nov 9, 2006 16:12:38 GMT -5
Guns and Explosions......YAY FOR VIOLENCE!!!!! WHOOT!!!!
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