NeziulWest took aim once he heard the teams drop in. He observed the enemy as they started to pick up activity. They started filtering into different directions and, judging by the angles, setting up an ambush.
"Aye aye, Cap'n." He responded when Wash ordered him to keep an eye on the enemy. "I've already got something for ya. They know you're here, and they're either setting up an ambush or clearing the way for something else. I can't tell from here though, so I'll keep you posted. West out." He informed Wash of all he could see.
"There are two enemy soldiers following behind the squadron. Might I suggest you take the shot when they are lines up in such a manner that you hit both with the same bullet?"
"Already on it, Dee." Replied West, as he took the shot once they overlapped each other through his scope. He hit the front one in the head, and the second through the neck. "Bingo, two confirmed EKIA." He said proudly, then turned to see what the squad was walking into.
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Dynamics said
That actually is a confused face.
In text lingo. But in reality, that's a kissy face.
Etcetera said
I imagine it as a field.
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Forum: General Interest Checks
Interested... Very interested. Count me in.
The fire is dead. I'm killing this thread. Officially, anyways.
It doesn't seem like my conpadre is coming...
Garret zoned out whilst waiting for his team, remembering events that hit him hard.
A few months later.
"Blackjack!" Cook claimed proudly, pulling all the cheese puffs into his pile.
"Oh, come on. You've gotta be cheating or something. Counting cards, I dunno." Garret responded, trying to act frustrated but obviously amused by Cook's surprisingly good luck. These guys were smart and lucky, and he always envied that about them. At least he had skill.
"Nope, it's all in the cards, baby." Cook chuckled, and Poindexter laughed with him.
"What do you find so funny, Dex?"
Dex laughed even more. "This guy's poker face is only any good when he plays cards. Remember the time he tried to lie to the Lieutenant about stealing some potato chips from the mess hall, but he tried to-" by this point, he couldn't contain his laughter. "He tried to tell him that the bag that said potato chips on it wasn't even food, and that they were computer processors he needed for a repair?!"
Garret cracked up with him and looked at Cook. "Oh, man. Now I see where all your lying skills went into. Explains why you're so good at cards!" He fell backwards onto his bunk."
"Okay, okay you two. Calm it down. I know I'm a terrible liar. It doesn't mea-" Just then, the facility alarm sounded. Boots were heard marching out in the halls, and in a few short seconds, periodic explosions began to rock the base. "Attention, all hands on deck. Report to your designated defe-" Another explosion sounded much closer, and screams were heard out in the halls.
Hood opened the door, and looked around. Caved in ceilings, dead soldiers, and scattered weaponry on a nearby Spartan-III that had been stationed here- and she was obviously dead. Hood turned to his friends. "Guys, we need to get out. Now." He went to search the Spartan for ammo and any more weapons. He found a sidearm and a few clips for it, as well as a few magazines for the MA5B Assault Rifle that lay next to her. He took the AR and its ammo and gave the handgun to Cook once he stepped out of the room.
Poindexter looked down at the dead Spartan. "I... I thought Spartans never die?..." He said solemnly. "That's what they always said."
"Come on, you actually believed that crap? No matter how good you are, no one is invincible Dex... No one." Garret replied in a somber tone. He checked ammo counter on his rifle, seeing a satisfying but not perfect 23. Good. "Let's go, there's no telling how much time we have." He said, and began his jog down the hall of the facility as another explosion shook the place with a sound like thunder.
A few months later.
"Blackjack!" Cook claimed proudly, pulling all the cheese puffs into his pile.
"Oh, come on. You've gotta be cheating or something. Counting cards, I dunno." Garret responded, trying to act frustrated but obviously amused by Cook's surprisingly good luck. These guys were smart and lucky, and he always envied that about them. At least he had skill.
"Nope, it's all in the cards, baby." Cook chuckled, and Poindexter laughed with him.
"What do you find so funny, Dex?"
Dex laughed even more. "This guy's poker face is only any good when he plays cards. Remember the time he tried to lie to the Lieutenant about stealing some potato chips from the mess hall, but he tried to-" by this point, he couldn't contain his laughter. "He tried to tell him that the bag that said potato chips on it wasn't even food, and that they were computer processors he needed for a repair?!"
Garret cracked up with him and looked at Cook. "Oh, man. Now I see where all your lying skills went into. Explains why you're so good at cards!" He fell backwards onto his bunk."
"Okay, okay you two. Calm it down. I know I'm a terrible liar. It doesn't mea-" Just then, the facility alarm sounded. Boots were heard marching out in the halls, and in a few short seconds, periodic explosions began to rock the base. "Attention, all hands on deck. Report to your designated defe-" Another explosion sounded much closer, and screams were heard out in the halls.
Hood opened the door, and looked around. Caved in ceilings, dead soldiers, and scattered weaponry on a nearby Spartan-III that had been stationed here- and she was obviously dead. Hood turned to his friends. "Guys, we need to get out. Now." He went to search the Spartan for ammo and any more weapons. He found a sidearm and a few clips for it, as well as a few magazines for the MA5B Assault Rifle that lay next to her. He took the AR and its ammo and gave the handgun to Cook once he stepped out of the room.
Poindexter looked down at the dead Spartan. "I... I thought Spartans never die?..." He said solemnly. "That's what they always said."
"Come on, you actually believed that crap? No matter how good you are, no one is invincible Dex... No one." Garret replied in a somber tone. He checked ammo counter on his rifle, seeing a satisfying but not perfect 23. Good. "Let's go, there's no telling how much time we have." He said, and began his jog down the hall of the facility as another explosion shook the place with a sound like thunder.
Shadowman215 said
Its taking me awhile, seeing as fan art for dead space armor is VERY rare
Haha, you don't need it to have the armor in it. Just one that shows physical appearance is fine; we all know what armor looks like.
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No. Black Lotus showed up and demanded seemingly random items at risk of hurting someone. She later cut off Techi's hair by using a neutron blade and a string of protons/positive ions to quickly ground the electricity and fill all excess energy levels. She stored her excess electrons in her hair, so she can't grow it back until her power builds up again. Tox brought in a power copy dude that blew up. Ananke/Mami tried to kill maddie because she was training with Baphumet, Isis has cool tech wing things, we learned how the Codexes work, and Ruby went into a huge personality crack mode thing.
Half of that I did not understand, and most of those names are not familiar to me. But no matter, I suppose that is to be expected.
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