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Ellison smiled and nodded. "Yes, I can. Men, give these scientists two sunglasses!" He shouted to an aide, who nodded.
"Right away, sir!" A moment later, the aide appeared, holding two sunglasses. He walked up to the scientists and gave each one a sunglasses.
The GLS scientists placed the sunglasses over their eyes and then several other scientists secured a large, thick helmet onto each of the two scientist.
The two scientists slowly picked up the Type 6 missile due to being weighted down by the bomb squad body armor, and one of them accidentally dropped the missile.
"Aw (insert cuss word)..." was all Fan said as the missile ignites from the impact and generates a giant flash, much brighter than Type 4 missile's flash...
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When the last Black Ops member had fallen, that left the patients as the only targets left for their fury.
The onslaught left no time for thought as he pumped round after round into the oncoming horde, always managing to avoid death by little more than a hair.
But one final time, his gun clicked on empty, and when he reached for another clip, he found he had no more. As the creatures closed in, instead of fear, as he would have expected of himself, he began growing angry.
Narrowing his eyes, he picked up a knife that had fallen near him and glared at the oncoming horde. "All right, you f***ers, come and get me if you can!" With a roar, he hurtled himself forward...but that wasn't all that happened. What could almost be described as an invisible wave of some kind pushed every single enemy back against the wall with a sickly-sounding crunch!, and George stopped in his tracks, confused. Had he done that...?
Meanwhile, Robert finished reloading his automatic shotgun and started firing again when he noticed that George was charging toward them. "What do you think you are doing?!" yelled Robert.
He got his answer when George pushed and crushed all of the creatures against a wall.
"What this I don't even..." was all Robert said.
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Once again, George was about to reply, when John silently handed him the assault rifle he'd requested, staring at the door as the footsteps grew louder. He jutted out his jaw in thought as he processed the information Robert had given him, but he didn't have long.
Suddenly, the door burst open, but before the black-ops team meber could open fire, he was slammed from behind. As the others opened fire, more of the undead creatures attacked the black ops team, soon distracting them to the point where they no longer needed to take cover. but the the real threat came--some of the creatures made their way past the black-ops team and began assaulting the patients. Firmly but gently, George put Clara under a desk and told her to hide, then whirled and blasted a hole in the head of the creature, blood from the felled thing splattering over his clothing.
He saw his companions in turn taking cover and blasting at at anything coming their way, and so he too folloowed thier example. one came so close to him that its teeth came within a hair's breadth of penetrating his neck, but its head exploded before that could happen. he glanced over quickly to see John already taking aim on another target...
After blasting over a dozen of the creatures, Robert's automatic shotgun clicked empty and he frantically started reloading it.
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Black Op team:
Francis noticed a kid in the office, and as one of his teammates prepare to shoot the kid, a creature leaped out of a door and pounced on his teammate. "HOLY CRAP!" shouted Francis as he sprays bullet at the creature. Suddenly, more creatures appeared and he had limited choices:
A: Fight to the death, or B: escape.
He picked C, fight while escaping...
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The Black Ops soldiers advanced cautiously down the stairs their assault rifles raised before them and they swept each and every corner they passed, they knew stealth wasn't in their factor so they advanced as quickly as they could and eventually they came to the floor with the survivors were on and they burst out of the stairway. One of the pointmen saw Robert in the office and stepped forward, raising his rifle to shoot when one of the other cell's doors burst open and some sort of creature leapt out and slammed into the man and began to tear into him with its clawed hands. As the other members of the team opened fire on the pair more doors burst open and soon the corridor was full of the creatures. most went for the Black Ops team but some went after the survivors in the office.
"We got hostiles! Lots of them! Open fire!" shouted Robert as he starts firing his automatic shotgun, destroying the office's window in the process.
"One of you tape the door with the duct tape and barricade it! NOW!" Robert included as he purposely drops his roll of duct tape
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George was about to ask her if she was OK, when Robert beat him to it. He had been about to take the drive she had been holding in her hand and use the one computer terminal that still functioned to figure out what it contained. But then Clara leaned into him, and he found he couldn't do that. Wrapping an arm around her for additional comfort, he handed the drive to Robert, who had just finished loading his weapon.
"Go see what's on this, will you?" he asked, indicating the computer.
"Alright." replied Robert as he plugs the drive into the computer.
For few seconds, nothing happened, and then a large document popped up.
"Dear lord, this could explain how it all happened. A group called Blood Talon wanted to develop an unstoppable weapon so they formed a group of scientists to unlock human brains in order to give them physic abilities. They needed test subjects, humans, so they went around and kidnapped random people throughout the world and dumped them here. However, it says that one of the test subjects yesterday was becoming hard to control and had unusual, dangerous abilities. The uncontrollable test subject went insane and launched a killing rampage. After that, the document abruptly ends." said Robert as he scanned through the document.
"Those footsteps are getting much closer, stay away from the doorway and the window." whispered Robert.
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How often does the Topic view stats update?
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To the pilots, the flash was indeed weaker, but more extended. However, the pilots were beginning to get spots in their eyes, despite the sunglasses. The aircrafts continued whizzing around in the air.
"Start up Type 6 missile." ordered Fan
Immediately, 10 of the GLS scientists ran to one of the boxes, opened it, and started putting the bomb squad body armor piece by piece on two of the scientists.
"Ellison, could you lend two of those sunglasses to our scientists in the bomb squad body armor?" asked Fan.
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OOC: Imagining it thus why it says "in her mind"
Also to everyone who has taken part in this so far thank you, this has turned into one of the most fun RP's ive taken part in/produced.OOC: Oh, okay.
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IC:
By slowly and gently prying open Clara's hand George was able to see that she was holding some sort of pen drive for a computer system and a quick survey of the office should that there was still one functioning computer terminal that he could use. Clara had lasped into a muted silence and her eyes still reacted to light but stared off into the distance, inside her mind however, the face of the "corpse" kept appearing but this time it bit into her and killed her before anyone could stop it."Are you okay?" asked Robert when he noticed Clara seemed to be stunned.
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OOC: I am going to include two different types of story lines in here, one is the main one (Carol making Hello Kitty gang's and the TUO's day miserable) and the short ones (TUO's and Hello Kitty's missions).
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IC: In Hello Kitty gang's HQ:
"Sir?..." asked a junior leader
"WHAT?!" screamed back John Gor, who was fuming over the loss of all of his money.
"The law authorities raided our warehouse a few minutes ago and confiscated everything, including the drugs..." replied the junior leader.
A few minutes later, an ambulance came speeding toward the building with its emergency lights flashing...
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Meanwhile...
Operation Bail Out:
1:09 PM
Carol's cellphone rings and he answers it
"Carol, there is an emergency..."
"What is it?" asked Carol
"We need to find out what is the new TUO leader's name is, and at 3:00 PM, he is going to ride in an armored train and flee to somewhere outside of this nation. You need to stop and capture him, if possible. If not, at least try to find out what is his name. Avoid killing him."
"Where is he going to start his escape?" asked Carol
"You know that abandoned train station 20 miles west of New City? There."
"I am on it." replied Carol as he closes his cellphone and step onto the accelerator in his car.
Cellphone rings again and Carol answers it
"And for love of god, do not get another speeding ticket. We can only pull so much strings before you lose your driver license."
"Ah, I won't." replied Carol
Carol speeds by a police car at 100 mph on a 60 mph road.
"PULL YOUR VEHICLE OVER NOW!" blared the police car's mega phone as the lights flickered on.
"Aw (insert cuss word)..." cursed Carol
"After this mission, you will retake a driver license test or else we will allow the police to revoke your driver license. Understand?"
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The flash was more brighter this time, but nothing too bad. The aircrafts continued on as usual up in the air.
Type 5 missile ignites and flies toward the aircrafts
Type 5 missile is similar to Type 4, except it uses Type 1's powder instead of Type 2. That results in the explosion slighting being weaker, but the radius of flash is extended.
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By slowly and gently prying open Clara's hand George was able to see that she was holding some sort of pen drive for a computer system and a quick survey of the office should that there was still one functioning computer terminal that he could use. Clara had lasped into a muted silence and her eyes still reacted to light but stared off into the distance, inside her mind however, the face of the "corpse" kept appearing but this time it bit into her and killed her before anyone could stop it.
OOC: Wait, do you mean that she is imagining that she is being killed or is it actually happening?
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"All units pull back to the fortifications and engage in covering fire! Hand-to-hand when necessary!" Nick ordered. With that, the hounds were released. The six Smilers let loose their weapons at the charging hordes with glee. Instead of retreat, they charged headlong into the fight. Nick sighed and merely fired at oncoming enemies as he followed the others. "Stay close!" He ordered. He wondered what Emperor Kintober saw in the Smiler program.
Meanwhile, the two GLS helicopter pilots were busy melee away the zombies with their guns and blasting them. The soldier pulled out his .50 caliber rifle after his automatic shotgun jammed and fired it at any giant zombies that appeared.
"How does a person control some of the zombies?" wondered George Robin, the pilot.
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John could only stare dumbly at the actions that had just taken place. His mind raced with possibilities, none of them pleasant. Then another thought struck him. What if the man in the room wasn't the only one who might come back to life? He clutched the handgun he had gotten from the weapons room. The sound of loud footsteps made him jump. He scurried over to where Roberts was.
"What do we do?"
"Go pick a gun in that opened closet over there. Automatic shotgun or an assault rifle. There are also additional pistols in there." replied Robert as he finished loading his shotgun.
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The next day:
"Boss?..." asked a junior leader. "What is it?" replied John Gor, still pissed off from the duct taped/glued bathroom door incident. "Our bank just called us that we have zero dollars and zero cents but we had over $100 million last night..." said the junior leader.
"Oh, and on top of that, your car had a $9000 worth of damages from multiple heavy dents, and the car insurance had just filed for bankrupcy." added the junior leader
"FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
UUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!..."
A yell with a higher noise level than 10 F-22 jet fighters flying at mach 2 can be heard throughout the city block...
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6 blocks away:
"Did you hear anything?" asked a hot dog vendor. "Nope." replied Carol. Obviously he was lying, because he was laughing in the inside at John Gor's misery.
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GLS National News Report:
Recently, law authorities had stormed into a seemly abandoned warehouse after noticing some suspicious activities, and found several hundred tons of illegal drugs, guns, and Hello Kitty products that are suspected of being fake ones. The government is currently looking for the company that sells the legal copy of Hello Kitty products.
What tipped off the police and the military? Local residents have reported stoned cats, dogs, rats, and even birds around the building. The stoned animals were reported wandering around in circles, having difficulty in keeping balance, and the birds were unable to fly. Animal doctors later discovered that all of the captured stoned animals were drug addicts.
Law authorities have also discovered that the goods in the warehouse belong to the infamous Hello Kitty gang.
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OOC: One of you many RP the Hello Kitty company. First come, first serve.
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OOC: Heh heh, gotta love duct tape. It has soooo many uses.
OOC: You left out the fast acting super glue.
Duct tape+fast acting super glue=never have to say sorry
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"Indeed?" Ellison smirked.
Meanwhile, the Type 3 missile was a bit brighter this time, and the pilots couldnt help but squint a bit. But the aircrafts continued whizzing around in the air. Sounds of laughter could be heard over the radio.
Type 4 missile roars toward the aircrafts
"This better work..." thought Fan.
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6th floor:
(OOC: I don't want to spam with caps, so pretend that all of John Gor's words are in caps, wait, make it font 72. That is how pissed off he is.
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"Get me out of here!!" roared John as he bangs on the door again. John did have a reason why he needed to get out of the bathroom as soon as possible, the toilet he used was overflowing and he did not have any interest in looking at the stuff he crapped out in the toilet earlier.
"Hold on a second!" replied a guard as he unsuccessfully tries to rip the duct tape off the door, not knowing it was super glued to the door and the surrounding wall.
"Whatever! Hurry up!" roared John as the toilet continues to overflow.
"WTF? Someone glued the freaking duct tape to the door!" shouted the guard.
"What?!?!" screamed John Gor.
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Meanwhile...
"Get that carrot addict!" yelled one of the guards as Carol ran back toward the stairway door. He immediately slammed the door close and shoved a baby carrot into the crappy door lock, jamming the door completely. He then duct taped the door to make it even harder for them to bust down the door.
He ran to the first floor, throwing sharpen carrots at the guards' throat and killing them silently, jumped through a cracked window; he threw several rocks at the back of the building, severely denting John's car (as an insult to his misery) and setting off the car alarm. He didn't have to worry about the guards, seeing that they all ran to source of the car alarm in figuring out what the heck is going on.
He walked about three blocks, with no one chasing him, unlocked and stepped into his car, drove away.
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OOC: Any OOC comments are allowed, forum rules still apply.
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I'll admit, I'm one to love lots of comments on what I write, and this trend is 'disturbing' to me. Is it just a lack of comments, bad writing, or just tring to be respectful?
Same here, I can't tell if my RPing is decent, horrible, or it is just that no one wants to comment my RPing.
EDIT: In fact, several times I was tempted to end my RPing of the TUO's and it's rivals' face palming failures because I felt that no one was interested in it.
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OOC: No, I get the heck out of the pool during a lightening storm, it's the same reason why a lightening strike not even close to you can travel through the water pipes or electrical wire and fry you over the phone or in the shower. And these have a heck of a lot of juice if you check out the images. The ocean IS the ground here and the current will travel through it and not fly off into the soil below (as it already has a nice conductor for miles and miles).
I don't see only twenty guys dying from electric shock with an essential high-voltage power line going across the region, you didn't disembark 20 you disembarked the whole lot to the waters.
OOC: An ocean has MUCH higher volume that regular swimming pools, which means that it can absorb more electricity before reaching lethal level.
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ooc: You can't really electrocute large areas in the oceans without enormous amounts of power. It autogrounds. It's the same reason people do not come out of water at the Beaches during thunderstorms.. unless you're hit directly (what are the odds of that?) it's not going to kill you.
OOC: What if you were standing a meter away from an electrocution wire in the water?
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Deadly anti-aircraft fireworks:
Estimated completion: unknown
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Encryptor:
Comments: Prototypes were built, disastrous since we discovered that a computer with MSDOS can crack the Encryptor prototypes' codes. Currently designing another one.
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Anti-missile/bomb automated turrets:
Comments: The turrets uses the radar info from the radar station via underground wire connection to avoid jamming. The turrets are designed to shoot at anything that is flying toward the ground. Currently designing the turret's computer system.
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The results were once again the same: they had no effect on the pilots. A "Come on! Is that all you can do? Ha-ha!" could be heard from the radio communicator.
"Fire type 3 missile." ordered Fan
Type 3 missile roars toward the aircrafts
"They laugh again, they are going to regret it..." muttered Fan
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The ensuing flash had virtually no effect on the pilots as they continue whizzing around in the air in their aircrafts. A "Whoo!" can be heard over the radio communicator.
"Fire Type 2 missile" ordered Fan
Type 2 missile roars toward the aircrafts and explode
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The dart and the bullets blasted the "corpse's" head open splattering both the room and Clara with blood and brain matter whilst Clara herself was pulled forwards into George toppling both of them to the floor with Clara on top. Clara scared and in shock buried her head in George's chest and held onto the boject she had gathered in her right hand tightly. The corpse now missing most of its head fell from the operating table and hit the floor with a wet slapping noise before going utterly still.
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"!@#$!! Yea I heard them. Move it on the double!!!" roared the team leader as he started to tear ahead of the group with the two pointmen close behind. They were all running for the set of stairs that was close ahead but for Francis he could feel a sense of danger and horror in that direction.
"That thing better be dead, or else I am going to have a panic attack..." mumbled Robert with his eyes wide open from the shock.
Loud, multiple footsteps can be heard...
"Aw crap, we got visitors!" whispered Robert as he dashes back into the office after quickly reloading his pistol, yanks out an automatic shotgun and frantically started loading it.
Also to everyone who has taken part in this so far thank you, this has turned into one of the most fun RP's ive taken part in/produced.
Playing God is never right and always deadly....
in Fantasy RP (IC)
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Robert walked back to the computer and noticed another document in the drive. He clicked on the icon and it opened.
"This is beyond insanity..." was all Robert said as he stares at a list of the 2000 people that were used as test subjects, including their background, status of the testing on them, and etc...