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Post by Raz on Oct 8, 2003 18:37:19 GMT -5
Edited Version: Must Read Basically, this is a battle royal. Where ONLY GUNS are allowed. Everyone is allowed 2 Handguns and 1 Rifle or Shotgun. Customs are allowed (Example: My .357 Revolver / Desert Eagle split). Make these modern day weapons. No Laser Cannons, Plasma Rifles. No Mini-Guns, Flamethrowers, Pure Gernade Launchers. (Example: M-16 /w Gernade Launcher is acceptable) Please State Your Weapons Before Hand. Thank You, and have fun.PS: Unlimited Ammo for bullet rounds, Gernade Ammo is limited to ten rounds. You have to change clips. PSS: Split Handguns take the spot for your 2 Handguns since in essence it is two handguns in one. PSSS: Any non-standard features must be listed. (Example: Laser Sights, Infared Scope, ect.) PSSSS: If you feel unhappy with a weapon, just change it. All you need to do is go back to your original post, and edit in your changed weapon.Edit: Here's the map of town. Weapons: [.357 Revolver / Desert Eagle Split /w Laser Sight] [MP-5 Rifle /w Laser Sight, Attachable Silencer, Scope] ] The setting is one of the old west. One that would make the Duke proud. Its a small, seemingly deserted town. It looks like your normal frontier old westren town. There is your local watering hole, clock tower, hotel, town hall, sheriffs office, ect.
Sitting inside the local bar, is Raz. He is dressed in the usual long black coat, sunglasses, black jeans, and a white shirt. The brisk morning air fills the small town, as the sun begins to rise.
Raz stood up from the bar, and walked out onto the porch of the bar. He looked around, spit a large wad of tobacco out of his mouth, and looked towards the east.
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Post by Zorak on Oct 8, 2003 19:08:18 GMT -5
Weapons: [2 German Lugers, side holsters][LRSR (.50 Caliber Sniper Rifle w/ affixed adjustable bipod, optical sight. The system will identify and engage man-sized targets at 1000m, can be hand held when carried or can be quickly placed on a back pack)]
Zorak is already in town, in the clock tower, about a few blocks awy from Raz' position. He adjusts his Sniper Rifle, as he scans the area silently, wearing camo perfect from the enviroment: A giant bale of hay suit. Althought it isn't exactly good in the tower, it will suit (hah) later. He looks through a small hole in the tower, aiming.
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Post by Gojira on Oct 8, 2003 19:31:19 GMT -5
Weapons: 2x S&W 500, #4 Buck Shot automatic shotgun.
/me Gojira leans the clock tower where Zorak is hands ready to grab his shotgun out of the large holster he carries it in on his back or one of his pistols.
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Post by Angel Aries on Oct 9, 2003 15:00:46 GMT -5
*Aries is, as usual, slammin' down his yummy yummy scotcheses in the bar, a Mossberg 590DA Double Action shotgun on a sling over his left shoulder, wearing an open long-sleeved white shirt over a white undershirt, with dark pants to project some serious professionality. His hair is collected up into a black bandana covering most of his head, and he wears a law enforcement badge on a necklace (like homicide sometimes does in LA). He keeps a new Bushmaster XM15 M4 .223 in a hip holster, and a Smith & Wesson Model 10 .38 in a shoulder holster under his shirt.*
*And he's seeing how inebriated he can get before things go down.*
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Post by Wag on Oct 9, 2003 18:07:58 GMT -5
::The clock ticks away the morning minutes. Just as it hits 8 o' clock, a train can be seen coming in the distance. The whistle toots several long notes before the train skids to a slow halt at the station in a cloud of steam. People pour out of the cars to their destination, Wag among them. His garb consists of a white collared dress shirt, black vest, black pants, boots, strange sunglasses, and a red tie tucked neatly under the vest. Wag brushes aside a stray bit of hair that bobs over his eyes and checks his weapons. Located in a double over the shoulder strap holster sits one Mk23 .45cal Silenced Pistol, and in the other, a deadly modified Desert Eagle .50 AE equipped with a scope and extended 10 inch barrel for maximum accuracy. Across his back rested his trump card - the deadly neo AK dubbed the FNC 5.56mm assault rifle capable of both accurate long range shots, as well as withering full auto fire.
Wag checked his watch. It was time. He undid the cufflinks on his cuffs, and rolled up his sleeves to just bellow his elbows. Taking one last calming breath of awareness, he stepped into the train station and prepared for the throwdown::
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Post by Raz on Oct 10, 2003 10:07:22 GMT -5
Raz walked the across the porch, towards the east. His long coat was flapping around his back in a light breeze which was coming through the town.
Raz stepped off the porch and into the street. No longer with the protection of the porch, he made his way calmly down the street. Looking around every so often, taking his surrondings in.
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Post by Angel Aries on Oct 10, 2003 10:17:55 GMT -5
*Aries, inside the bar, slams down his last scotch, then stands, pays his tab and ewalks out of the bar, feeding the strap of his sling back to bring his pump-action before him. His right hand goes to the trigger as he steps out into the street, his left going to to pump, the camera going to slo-mo as he brings it back, then forwards, and chambers a round, the sound reverberating hard.*
*Aries brings the stock up to his shoulder, looking down the manual sight, immediately centering in on Raz.*
*Aries shouts something at him, but the words are inaudiable, nor do they honestly matter. The sun beats down, the wind kicks up the dust around his feet, and the barrel of his shotgun remains steady.*
*Raz looks over at him, still silent.*
*Aries's eyes narrow as he squeezes the trigger, the shotgun throwing first the first shot of this here gunfight.*
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Post by Raz on Oct 10, 2003 10:28:49 GMT -5
Raz all the while had his hand on his .357 / Desert Eagle split. As Aries squeezed the trigger, Raz drew his gun, firing 2 shots from the revolver half, and in the same instance falling backwards to the ground, causing the shotgun blast to soar over him.
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Post by Angel Aries on Oct 10, 2003 10:32:50 GMT -5
*Aries slides his right shoulder back as the rounds miss high, as Raz, for some damn reason, completely forgot to aim. His left hand slides back, ejecting the spent casing, and pushes the action back forwards, chambering a new one. Aries takes his sweet time, levelling his weapon, reaquiring Raz as a fallen target, keeping his distance from him, and squeezing the trigger again, this time at a nearly perfect target.*
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Post by Raz on Oct 10, 2003 10:37:53 GMT -5
Raz rolled backwards from his laying position, causing Aries shot to fall infront of him.
Raz then sprinted across the street for the bank, but he pointed his gun behind him, and fired several blind shots from his Desert Eagle half of his gun. He didn't intend on hitting Aries, it was more for diversion.
Anyways, Raz ran onto the banks porch, and dove through the window. Rolling inside, and putting his gun out the window, and firing a 2 more blind shots.
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Post by Wag on Oct 10, 2003 12:06:17 GMT -5
::Shots rang out over the once quiet small western-style town. The smell of cordite hung in the air as Wag dashed from the train station and beneath the clock tower to see what was going on. Immediately he spotted Raz and Aries in their showdown, and Wag quickly unshouldered his FNC Assault Rifle. Taking careful aim upon the unsuspecting Aries, Wag realizes that he's going to be gone all weekend::
Damnit..
::Wag goes into a weird suspended animation until further notice::
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Post by Angel Aries on Oct 10, 2003 13:55:28 GMT -5
*Aries, however, because of Raz's relocation, begins moving in an opposing motion to him, getting outof the street and ducking into the hotel, where guests and employees are cowering in horror at the sounds of gunshots embaedding themselves in the wall that were intended for him. Aries smiles, waving back at thim, his words still inaudiable, but when they catch sight of the badge he flashes, they seem to relax a bare inch. Aries rolls over to the east-cover side of the doorway to guard against snipers in the clock tower, using the jamb as a shield. He sneaks the muzzle of his shotgun out, pumping the action for another round. He himself goes into sniper mode, something of an ironic twist for such a large weapon, and waits for Raz to peek his lil' head up outta that window.*
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Post by Raz on Oct 10, 2003 14:13:12 GMT -5
Raz was moving along the floor inside the bank. Everyone inside was on the floor ducking. Raz moved across the floor to the other window, and looked out of it. He quickly saw Aries scanning the window he was previously at.
"Amateur."
Raz muttered that under his breath, and then moved against the wall next to the window. He placed his back against the wall, and took a few quick breathes of air.
He then jumped out from the wall, firing 5 shots, all of which broke the window, and went straight towards an unsuspecting Aries.
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Post by AiNoShini on Oct 10, 2003 16:56:22 GMT -5
[ .45 Calibur Magnum, Ruger MK II KMS-545, EXP-64 "Survival" Rifle - take down rifle, 21" barrel.]
Ai sighs, from behind his father's grave stone, his rifle in his lap. He stands up from behind the gothic cross marker, and puts his cigarette out on it. He secures his pistols in his hip holsters, and takes aim at the water tower. He is dressed in a tan sleeveless shirt, with a black bandana wrapped around his neck, and is wearing black jeans tucked into knee-high faded-black boots. He dons a standard black cowboy hat, to cover the sun. He pulls the trigger slowly, and starts to let water out in the northwest direction.
"This...should be fun."
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Post by Wag on Oct 11, 2003 22:57:26 GMT -5
::Wag miraculously unfreezes::
What the hell was that!?
::Seeing Aries dart into hotel, Wag dashes to the east side of the sheriff's office. Crouching behind the corner, Wag opens fire on Aries' position with full auto bursts, peppering the entire front of the hotel with rifle rounds. Wag empties the clip, then reloads, replacing his rifle on it's holster and opting for his Modified DE .50::
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