-Orienting himself quickly, Six proceeds to charge through the base, headed directly for the meeting room and the arms dealers and attempting to force bullets into anyone that stands in his path-
-Oliver follows in his stead like a forest-camo robot puppy, though he seems noticeably less enthusiastic about shooting things and merely attempts to suppress anyone shooting at him-
edited 27th Apr '17 7:09:04 PM by SpartyMcFly
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."-Six keeps moving, drilling every guard he sees, as Oliver decides to get a bit fancy in desperation and starts running across whatever walls Fen isn't smashing to bits-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Omar: Thank you!
-Here, he just goes apeshit. He doesn't focus on any of the people, he just decides to wreck the structure to send a message. And he is very good, especially with a mech suit with swords, guns, and plenty of boom-
-Everyone can hear his bloodthirsty cackle echoing over the radio-
We Are Our Avatars Forever (Now on Discord by invitation, PM)-Well, Vudan Arms-
-There are a bunch of murderhobos smashing apart your base-
-Some metaphorically through murdering your guards-
-Others literally by destroying everything in it-
-All of them headed for you-
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."-*And in front of is a space cowboy, shoving a shotgun in front of your faces.*
Roy: "I'd suggest you two lay down and pray. Checkmate."
Longram: *While firing plasma full auto like a hose, the sub arms gets out the nades then flings them at more guards for maximum booms.*
edited 27th Apr '17 7:41:43 PM by MrKirb

-Stubbs charges forward, and so does Einar, with both of them pretty much yelling/clanking as they go forward-