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Post by Lunatic Pandora on Apr 19, 2004 21:30:48 GMT -5
*Mr. Pickle walks out in to the open field, confident his grean exterior would protect him, he ran to the nearest building and found it to mainly full of generators. Knowing full well a fire fight in here means certain death he climbed a rafter and awited his pray.*
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Post by dragonclaw15 on Apr 19, 2004 21:50:55 GMT -5
Rayne got up from the bed and hefted the G36, feeling its weight. She smiled and opened the door to her room, rifle ready. Seeing that there was no one near, she grabbed the barrel with one hand and folded the stock with the other, making the gun more manueverable in these tight spaces. She wandered the halls for a while before finding a staircase. She looked behind her for pursuers, then took the staircase up to the roof.
When Rayne reached the door to the roof, she only peered through the glass window and watched for other people.
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Gundam Retal
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Post by Gundam Retal on Apr 20, 2004 11:48:55 GMT -5
*running out of the lobby,guns ready,Leon takes a look around* hmmm I wonder if anyones here *Leon quickly figures out where everybody could be at. Readying himself he takes another quick look,then heads towards the closest place he could think of someone being at. Hopeing for this gun to have a good ending he walks into his fate* Sadly, however, fate did not shine on Leon. For as he ran, Retal had spit the laser sights of both his pistols on Leon, standing in the balcony of his room. He smirked a bit as he emptied th clip at Leon, then ducked back into his room, hoping that now the fight would get started for real...
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Gunn
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Post by Gunn on Apr 20, 2004 12:05:49 GMT -5
As soon as Cliffe was able to open his eyes again he found that he was standing near building 3, on the northern edge. His training taking over, he immediately slaps his back against the wall, moving to the edge silently to pop his head out around for a second for a quick look. His view from here gave him nothing. He kicked his head forward, dropping the thermal monocule down, and he checked the area a second time, to no avail.
Shit.
Cliffe had been hoping to pick off a few kills early in the game, but he found that his adverseries were likely to be well hidden. He ran around the edge of the building, checking the roof behind him to make sure no sniper sat up there, waiting for him to walk into view. In doing so, he spies Retal's muzzle flash, and instinctively sends a three round burst in after him, and another through the wall, one shot at about head height, the next about chest height, and the third towards where the stomach would be in a standing position, or where the head would be in a crouch.
He managed to fire off these six shots with pinpoint accuracy before slamming his back into the front door of Building three, knocking it open, allowing him to run backwards inside, turning to check his back after getting inside and grabbing some cover.
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Post by Squall01 on Apr 20, 2004 15:28:08 GMT -5
Sadly, however, fate did not shine on Leon. For as he ran, Retal had spit the laser sights of both his pistols on Leon, standing in the balcony of his room. He smirked a bit as he emptied th clip at Leon, then ducked back into his room, hoping that now the fight would get started for real... *Leon noticing the lights moved out of the way. Aiming at a general location he fired one shot to where Retal was at. A rather large hole appears by Retal's leg* I know you're here somewhere. So go ahead and come out of hiding
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Post by Gundam Retal on Apr 20, 2004 16:10:30 GMT -5
As soon as Cliffe was able to open his eyes again he found that he was standing near building 3, on the northern edge. His training taking over, he immediately slaps his back against the wall, moving to the edge silently to pop his head out around for a second for a quick look. His view from here gave him nothing. He kicked his head forward, dropping the thermal monocule down, and he checked the area a second time, to no avail.Shit. Cliffe had been hoping to pick off a few kills early in the game, but he found that his adverseries were likely to be well hidden. He ran around the edge of the building, checking the roof behind him to make sure no sniper sat up there, waiting for him to walk into view. In doing so, he spies Retal's muzzle flash, and instinctively sends a three round burst in after him, and another through the wall, one shot at about head height, the next about chest height, and the third towards where the stomach would be in a standing position, or where the head would be in a crouch.
He managed to fire off these six shots with pinpoint accuracy before slamming his back into the front door of Building three, knocking it open, allowing him to run backwards inside, turning to check his back after getting inside and grabbing some cover. By the time Cliffe had managed to peak himself around the corner, Retal had seen him in the corner of his eye, thanks to the wonderful view of an open balcony, and therefore was moving back just as the fire tore in front of him. He jumped back and to the right, barely missing Leon's fire, rolling and lashing out his leg to kick open the door of his room just as Cliffe's follow up shots began coming in. He quickly scrambled out the door and ran to an adjacent room, whose door he quickly kicked open. He ejected his clips, reloaded, and sneaked inside of the room, croutching down low to the floor as he holstered his pistols and drew forth his M4. "Punks....double teaming me..." Retal muttered to himself as he spotted Leon through the balcony opening. Slowly moving to just outside of the room, half hidden by the door, Retal brought up his M4, aimed an exquisitely perfectly shot, and unloaded a short five-round burst at Leon, then he got up and ran for the nearest elevator...
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Post by Squall01 on Apr 20, 2004 16:13:04 GMT -5
*Leon jumped back...nearly getting his foot shot off*
that sniper is dead....
*running towards the building the shots came from,Leon reloaded his shotgun getting ready for a gun fight*
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Post by Crazy 8 on Apr 20, 2004 16:19:20 GMT -5
*Craze jumps in surprise, he heard a few shots a distance away, he regains his breath and looks to the otherside of the hallway, he pulls up his gun again and goes through the door labeled "stairs"*
*he looks over the railing and sees the different layers of stairs going down*
*and looks up seeing one more floor, the roof*
*he gets out his gun and decides to camp in the area, but after thinking, he puts away his revolver and gets oput his spreadgun*
*few minutes of thinking he starts moving down, to floor 4*
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Post by Gundam Retal on Apr 20, 2004 16:26:59 GMT -5
At almost that exact moment, Retal's elevator had reached floor three, and he got out of that and headed for the staircase, intending to get up to the roof...
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Post by Crazy 8 on Apr 20, 2004 16:34:17 GMT -5
*Craze camps for a few moments infront of the door to the fourth floor, but sudenly he hears the door below him open, quickly thinking he outs his spreadgun up and runs to the rail, kicks off it and grabs the rails for the fifth floor.*
*Craze brings himself up quickly see is now infront of the door to the fifth floor, he then hangs from the railings infront of the fifth floor door, using his feet to keep himself up, and takes out his piano wire in both hands and spreads it, and is ready to lower on the individual, if in fact he's coming up*
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Post by Gundam Retal on Apr 20, 2004 16:41:05 GMT -5
*Craze camps for a few moments infront of the door to the fourth floor, but sudenly he hears the door below him open, quickly thinking he outs his spreadgun up and runs to the rail, kicks off it and grabs the rails for the fifth floor.* *Craze brings himself up quickly see is now infront of the door to the fifth floor, he then hangs from the railings infront of the fifth floor door, using his feet to keep himself up, and takes out his piano wire in both hands and spreads it, and is ready to lower on the individual, if in fact he's coming up* Retal was indeed coming up, intending to gain a better position on the guy he had just barely saw in the corner of his vision, thus, he quickly stepping into the staircase for the third floor landing. He quickly swept his rifle up, and seeing nothing but remainin weary of his still-unseen assailant, quickly bolted up the stairs to the fourth floor landing, letting his rifle hang and palming one of his pistols...
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Gunn
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Post by Gunn on Apr 20, 2004 16:44:02 GMT -5
At almost that exact moment, Retal's elevator had reached floor three, and he got out of that and headed for the staircase, intending to get up to the roof... And Cliffe was waiting for him. He had immediately headed for the stairs as soon as he went into the building, knowing a sniper's sole goal is to obtain a vantage point.
Cliffe was sitting with his legs flat on the ground, leaning on the edge of the roof, aiming towards the building Retal was heading up. He sat there, silent, waiting. Suddely he caught a view of Retal running up the stairs. He realized that each stairwell had a window. Sitting, with his scope waiting on the next window, counting the seconds away that it takes Retal to get up the stairs, he squeezes off two preemptive shots, taking into the equation Retal's running speed, the two rounds would arrive at his head and chest just as he turned the corner up into the stairwell.
Rather than see if his shots hit, he drops back onto his back, pulling the rifle close, making himself an impossible target, even if his muzzle flash had been seen.
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Post by Crazy 8 on Apr 20, 2004 16:59:07 GMT -5
*Craze hears two shots very near his positions, seeing that there's two holes n the window infront of the fourth floor*
*he looks up and theres a window infront of him, he sees that Retal has reverted his attention to those two shots*
*"Crap," Craze thought*
*he takes out his spreadgun, ties the piano wire to it, and jumps, heading down headfirst and then sees the Retal on the fourth and fires a round at him as he falls, he throws the spreadgun into on of the railings and swings himself up and sees a door with "2nd Floor" written on it, he starts heading down*
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Post by Gundam Retal on Apr 20, 2004 17:02:25 GMT -5
And Cliffe was waiting for him. He had immediately headed for the stairs as soon as he went into the building, knowing a sniper's sole goal is to obtain a vantage point.
Cliffe was sitting with his legs flat on the ground, leaning on the edge of the roof, aiming towards the building Retal was heading up. He sat there, silent, waiting. Suddely he caught a view of Retal running up the stairs. He realized that each stairwell had a window. Sitting, with his scope waiting on the next window, counting the seconds away that it takes Retal to get up the stairs, he squeezes off two preemptive shots, taking into the equation Retal's running speed, the two rounds would arrive at his head and chest just as he turned the corner up into the stairwell.
Rather than see if his shots hit, he drops back onto his back, pulling the rifle close, making himself an impossible target, even if his muzzle flash had been seen. However, Retal, by virtue of the stop-and-go motion previously described in his posts, barely missed Cliffe's shots. The bullets tore through the glass window and blasted through the wall directly in front of his face just as he was stopping to scope out the next landing, causing Retal to curse and drop back on the stairway, rolling back down to a lower level of the staircase and scrambling back into the hallway where there was no windows. The spreadshot was either gone completely above his head, or it thunked against the staircase, either way Retal was clear. "Fucking Hell...damn it...now I've got a true bred sniper gunning for me...shit...there's no place to hide in a place like this, and I don't have a sniper rifle of my own to match whoever just took those shots." For the moment, Retal just laid where he was, frowning and thinking what the Hell he was going to do to get out of this... EDITED to reply to Crazy's post...
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Post by † Raz Version 3.5 † on Apr 20, 2004 17:06:40 GMT -5
Bryan was in a comfortable position on his knee, from the highest perch in the arena.
He spotted Leon running across the property, firing shotgun shots in the air like a mad man. Tempe smirked and brought his Dragunov into his shoulder.
He took with the Russian Sniper Rifle, and aimed his shot slightly before Leon's kneecap.
Bang.
Bryan squeezed the trigger, sending two shots, one round each, at each of Leon's kneecaps.
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