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FirockFinion THE SLORG! from The Red Desert Since: Jul, 2009 Relationship Status: Wishfully thinking
THE SLORG!
#2626: Aug 28th 2013 at 11:38:42 PM

Mission

Nearly falling forward, Lisa was caught in Recon's arm and they both moved towards the jeep as Og swung around to them on his bike. "I can- GI! make fire, but... I need to, heal" Lisa muttered, wincing as she reached back and pulled out the bone stabbed into her back. She then placed her hand, which now had a faint red aura, on the wound. Since they already knew she could do magic, she didn't care about hiding it.

There was something weird though. The wound had been bleeding, and the few spare chunks of gore attached to the bone had been dripping blood, but even so, there was more blood on Lisa than there should have been. Especially not on her front side, where she hadn't even been hit. She pushed away Og's offered shotgun, not precisely in the best of conditions to use one at the moment; besides, she still had her own.

Realizing that Og might very well take her away, and thus this may be her last chance to throw in some advice, Lisa yelled out at the others, "hey whatever you do, don't fall into the blood creek!"

The continued output of firepower from Dale and Recon quickly damaged the legs of the front three abominations, forcing their pace down to a literal crawl. Now with only four abominations still able to walk, they apparently came to some collective decision that their tactic could use a little work. The four continued to advance, now walking quickly towards the jeep;OOC

all nine of the others raised up one arm each, and with a cacophony of bone snapping noises, were each preparing to fire another bone-bolt at the group.

Up above, Flyer finally got the helicopter just above and a bit to one side of the creek. There was still a shiver in his movements, but with a practiced concentration, he was managing to keep the hover mostly steady. "Anytime now, yank" Flyer said back to Jerry. His platform finally not jerking underneath him, Dune raised up his rifle, aimed, and copying how those on the ground were aiming for them, blew a knee out from under one of the four advancing abominations, making it crash forward to the ground.


Doc's bookstore

"If it's like most cases, as soon as the sun sets" Doc said, glancing out the window. It was early in the afternoon now, specifically a bit before two; that gave her around six to seven hours. "Or it could be that you'll only transform on nights with a full moon. Or it could be a voluntary transformation instead of involuntary. Heck, some werewolves can even transform during the day. Have you tried transformin- YOW!" his further explanations were cut off by Shevon stamping her foot on the end of Doc's.

"Doc, sometimes you really should just leave some things out" Shevon muttered in frustration, then glanced over at Molly. "Don't try transforming right now. Wait until we've got that circle set up" she told Molly sternly, then turned her attention back at Doc, who was still wincing a bit.

"If you're done, let's go talk for a minute" Shevon said, nearly pushing Doc over down the isle. Once they were near the back, the two of them started having a hushed conversation.

edited 28th Aug '13 11:42:51 PM by FirockFinion

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nman Since: Mar, 2010
#2627: Aug 29th 2013 at 1:17:35 AM

"Give us a little distance, Red!" Dale shouted as he kept firing at the abominations' legs. "Gotta buy them every second we can."

TroyandHawk The Blinder from Back Home. Since: Jul, 2012 Relationship Status: 700 wives and 300 concubines
The Blinder
#2628: Aug 29th 2013 at 1:49:39 AM

Molly focused on listening, desperate to hear more, she walked over, leaning against the door. “I can only assume that this conversation is about her" That was Doc. They were talking about her behind her back. She growled, subconsciously, terrifying herself, she pressed her hands to her mouth before relaxing, going back to listening.

"...On Our side?”

"I'd assume you're...Shevon's place, or another...just proved that you aren't."

Doc answered.

A sound, almost sounding like a sigh of relief.''"That thing we used on Bill?" Molly was filled with apprehension. What did they use on Bill? How many people, like her were killed like animals?

"Keeping it on you?"

"To check people acting weird.” Did they expect an infection or a spread of Lycanthropy?

"I was brainwashed." What were they even talking about?

“She and I... Talked. And she actually being on our side, but..." ''Thank god. They thought she was safe.

"You can trust her" Molly was getting a happy feeling.

"Doc, I think I know who the succubus is." The girl blinked, confused, pressing her ear against the door, trying to listen.

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FantasyLiver Since: Oct, 2012
#2629: Aug 29th 2013 at 4:01:54 AM

Red nodded at Dale, hoping the helicopter crew could dam the creek up in time. He radioed to the chopper as he continued to back up slowly to give the monsters more incentive to try and catch the Jeep.

"Guys, don't fall in!" he relayed back to the copter.

mantlemask FISTINGLY DELICIOUS from Here and There Since: Oct, 2012
FISTINGLY DELICIOUS
#2630: Aug 29th 2013 at 8:47:32 AM

"Suit yourself," Og replied once the pair had finally seated themselves on the back of his bike. He revved it once again and took his shotgun in a one-handed grip. Riding up next to the jeep, he propped his weapon as best he could between the handlebars and added weight of his fire to that of Dale and Recon's.

"Do we head back to town?" He asked, racking his shotgun slowly and crudely.

The hits keep rollin'!
FantasyLiver Since: Oct, 2012
#2631: Aug 29th 2013 at 8:56:36 AM

"No!" Red replied to Og.

"We have to buy some time for the ones in the chopper to lay those bombs."

gameknight102xx Since: Aug, 2011
#2632: Aug 29th 2013 at 9:39:52 AM

Recon's not on Og's bike, he put Lisa on.

Recon continued to fire.

"Red! As soon as we get all these fuckers on the ground, run them over!" Recon barked.

edited 29th Aug '13 9:48:37 AM by gameknight102xx

mantlemask FISTINGLY DELICIOUS from Here and There Since: Oct, 2012
FISTINGLY DELICIOUS
#2633: Aug 29th 2013 at 9:55:50 AM

"Just f'in' swell!" To Lisa, he said. "Better get off, gorgeous." He took up the MP 5 once again. "With what I got in mind, I need to be faster 'n lighter!"

Once she'd gotten off and onto the jeep, Og revved up the bike again and began to ride rings round the it. Following Red and Dale's example, he fired controlled bursts of submachine gun fire at the legs of the oncoming monsters, making it easier for the shooters to get a bead and put them down for good.

edited 29th Aug '13 9:56:02 AM by mantlemask

The hits keep rollin'!
TheLastGreatWarrior When words are not enough from Not here Since: Jul, 2012 Relationship Status: In another castle
When words are not enough
#2634: Aug 29th 2013 at 3:17:18 PM

Jerry tossed one of the bombs to Dune, "Drop this on the bank." He shouted. Doing the same himself. He then pulled out the detonator and flipped up the cover. "Flyer, take us up!" He said after Dune had dropped the bomb.

"Somebody barbequin'?!"
FirockFinion THE SLORG! from The Red Desert Since: Jul, 2009 Relationship Status: Wishfully thinking
THE SLORG!
#2635: Aug 30th 2013 at 4:23:41 AM

The volume of fire being put out by Dale, Recon, and Og quickly took out legs on the front three abominations. But as Dale's minimi clicked empty, they had done little to interrupt the abominations that were firing. Only one of the nine was prevented from firing towards them. After Lisa got off Og's bike with a pained grunt, the eight abominations let loose the bolts.

Three were aimed for Og and his bike, but as that was right as he started moving it again, only one of them scored any sort of hit; and all it did was skip off the back, leaving a tiny scratch from the bone then a smear of blood from the gore on the back end. Two were aimed at Recon; one was going towards his chest, just opposite his heart,*

while the other was actually going to miss to his side opposite the jeep on its own, unless he accidentally dodged into it. The last three were going for the jeep, but one just hit the front grill and bounced off while another hit the top bar and ricocheted off past the jeep harmlessly; only one of the three was going somewhere of any threat, which was right for Red in the driver's seat.

Above, Dune caught the pipe bomb and gave a nod, then carefully tossed it out towards his side of the creek. Flyer dutifully made the helicopter start moving straight upwards, and also tapped the radio on again. "You yanks on the ground might wanna stay back!" Flyer helpfully suggested.

Now all unable to walk, the abominations once again seemed to collectively decide that some other method of attack would be needed. All of them fell prone, and with more noises of bone snapping through gore, started convulsing violently as they seemed to start changing shape...

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FantasyLiver Since: Oct, 2012
#2636: Aug 30th 2013 at 6:17:55 AM

Red still hit the reverse but ducked himself down as much as possible to avoid the bone.

mantlemask FISTINGLY DELICIOUS from Here and There Since: Oct, 2012
FISTINGLY DELICIOUS
#2637: Aug 30th 2013 at 8:40:32 AM

With adrenaline coursing through his veins, Og whooped and didn't even think of the hit they managed to land.

Kinda look like angry jello, thought the big man about their opponents as he wove around the jeep like an American Indian extra in a spaghetti western. With bombs falling from overhead, the entire thing seemed more like a metal music video.

He began to hum as he flicked the submachine gun in his hand to burst fire, aiming as carefully as he could manage at each target he thought he could aim at.

The hits keep rollin'!
gameknight102xx Since: Aug, 2011
#2638: Aug 30th 2013 at 9:15:26 AM

Recon swayed behind the jeep again, letting the bone fly past him by inches.

"Red! Squash them now!" he yelled, reloading his gun.

edited 30th Aug '13 9:16:28 AM by gameknight102xx

TheLastGreatWarrior When words are not enough from Not here Since: Jul, 2012 Relationship Status: In another castle
When words are not enough
#2639: Aug 30th 2013 at 1:37:13 PM

"Red, get the hell out of here, I need to detonate the bombs." He said through his radio, thumb hovering over the detonation switch.

"Somebody barbequin'?!"
gameknight102xx Since: Aug, 2011
#2640: Aug 30th 2013 at 2:03:56 PM

Recon paused after hearing Jerry on the radio, the red haze momentarily clearing from his eyes.

"Jerry, you gonna have enough time for that? Don't do it slap-dash, get down here and bury the things. We might not get a second shot."

edited 30th Aug '13 2:04:07 PM by gameknight102xx

nman Since: Mar, 2010
#2641: Aug 30th 2013 at 11:21:07 PM

"No time for that shit, we gotta get outta here now" Dale called out as he ducked down, swapping out the belt in the Minimi.

FirockFinion THE SLORG! from The Red Desert Since: Jul, 2009 Relationship Status: Wishfully thinking
THE SLORG!
#2642: Aug 31st 2013 at 3:27:07 AM

Red backing up the jeep made the bone instead hit the front dash and bounce up to hit just beside the passenger seat's headrest.

Hearing some conflict about what they should do over the radio, Flyer stopped the ascent and glanced over at Jerry; they were high enough to be safe from the explosion anyway, and if they were going to go back down, it wouldn't help to keep going up. But all that was kind of on Jerry; he was the man holding the detonator.

Og's continued attack was scoring about as many hits as it was misses, since firing from a moving bike with one hand is hard. Being just 9mm rounds, they weren't seeming to do much to the abominations either, unfortunately. Dune fired in a couple more shots from above, but they didn't seem to do much either besides punch mostly superfluous holes in the abominations.

Mostly uninterrupted, the abominations finished up their impromptu transformations. The head on each had been absorbed down into the body, so while the ones that still had skulls had one somewhere at the top of the torso, there was no distinct head any longer. The limbs seemed to be made to be more even with mass from the torso, since most of them had been missing half an arm or half a leg or more. This resulted in most of them being overall smaller, while the joints of the knees were reversed and the shoulders rotated slightly.

The end result was the abominations moving like four-legged insects when they finally resumed their advance. Most of them were also moving faster now. Since he was weaving around in front of the jeep, eight of the twelve abominations turned their attention to Og; when he swept around for another pass, four of those stopped moving and hunched down further, tensing themselves.

The last four kept moving towards the jeep, Recon, and/or Lisa, who was trying to catch up to the back of the jeep and get in while now pressing her glowing hand to her gut where she had also started bleeding.

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mantlemask FISTINGLY DELICIOUS from Here and There Since: Oct, 2012
FISTINGLY DELICIOUS
#2643: Aug 31st 2013 at 4:20:35 AM

Og kept riding until he was in cover by the jeep. He cut the engine and took up his shotgun once again.

"What the hell's chopper back up doing?" shouted the big man as he took cover and drew a bead on one of the freakish jello monsters. "Who knows if they'll go all Voltron on us!?"

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FantasyLiver Since: Oct, 2012
#2644: Aug 31st 2013 at 6:12:17 AM

Red had had enough.

"Hope everything goes well but we're out of here!" Red said and gunned the Jeep to the town.

nman Since: Mar, 2010
#2645: Aug 31st 2013 at 9:20:24 AM

As Red gunned it, Dale shot at the abominations behind them. This time he just fired at their upper bodies, hoping none of them would be able to shoot their bone arm things.

gameknight102xx Since: Aug, 2011
#2646: Aug 31st 2013 at 12:22:29 PM

Recon hopped into the jeep, not wanting to get left behind with insect-abominations galore.

FirockFinion THE SLORG! from The Red Desert Since: Jul, 2009 Relationship Status: Wishfully thinking
THE SLORG!
#2647: Aug 31st 2013 at 11:20:51 PM

The abominations that had been tensing themselves ceased as Og turned the bike around and set up next to the jeep. The jeep which then started retreating, leaving Og and one other person behind.

"Ah- hey!" Lisa said in protest as she tried to get on the jeep before it left and failed. With a quick look around, she realized she wasn't the only one not in a retreat, and quickly headed over to Og and his bike. "Og, we need to stay on the move! Just keep them away from the creek until they blow it, then we can leave!" she quickly told him, preparing to get on the back seat of his bike. With the jeep already far off, all dozen of the abominations had turned their attention to Og and Lisa, and were rushing forward to swarm the two.

Dale's resumed fire with the minimi was starting to deal some damage to a few of them, which they seemed to be having more trouble adjusting to than before, but even so the ones in the front of the group would be reaching the stationary bike within moments.

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nman Since: Mar, 2010
#2648: Sep 1st 2013 at 1:45:15 AM

Dale saw Og hadn't moved with them, and pulled up his gun a bit. "We gotta cover 'em!" he said to Recon, "Shoot those things til they're clear." He aimed towards the bike, trying to shoot the closest abomination - or abominations if time permitted - to the vehicle, while giving himself a good enough margin to not shoot Og.

edited 1st Sep '13 1:45:49 AM by nman

mantlemask FISTINGLY DELICIOUS from Here and There Since: Oct, 2012
FISTINGLY DELICIOUS
#2649: Sep 1st 2013 at 3:26:53 AM

Og looked up to watch his cover suddenly driving away and Lisa warning him.

"Coulda warned me when you were doing that!" shouted the big man as he hurried back onto his bike, letting Lisa swing up behind him as he revved the motor to hurry after Dale and the jeep. The former was obliging them by giving them covering fire from his long assault rifle.

The hits keep rollin'!
gameknight102xx Since: Aug, 2011
#2650: Sep 1st 2013 at 9:51:23 AM

"What the fuck?!" Recon swore that Og had put Lisa on the jeep. Apparently not.

He looked at Dale for one brief moment. "Oh I'll do one better than that."

Leaping out of the jeep again, he rolled to absorb the shock and ran forward, loading a new mag into his Pancor and shooting at the abominations at the very front.

Brilliant orange sparks flew from the barrel, signaling that he was using his ace in the hole. The enchanced dragon's breath rounds were designed to burn to ash almost anything they hit with a single shot, provided the range was short enough.

"Go! Drive!" He yelled. He made sure to shoot only the abominations that were getting too close.

edited 1st Sep '13 9:47:20 PM by gameknight102xx


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