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Yo anyone with free time to devote to a fight waiting for a challenge? Trying to decide who to take on next and it would be useful to know who is interested.
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They could be worn down with sustained fire.


Probably, I wasn't talking about the pillar though, I'd just blow it up.
Jok exited the cave slowly, checking his corners out of sheer habit, the submachine gun in his hands cutting an invisible line across the terrain, ready to unleash hell with only a slight pressure of his finger. He scowled as he thought of that, tests conducted early on in his mission to this strange anomaly had revealed that bullet physics were not what they were on his home planet, so he couldn’t be confident in his weapon. He didn’t seem all that formidable at first glance, barely topping five foot with a very human look about him, save his large eyes. He had olive skin, like someone from the Mediterranean, and tattoos adorning his arms. However, few of these traits were visible behind his fairly complete tactical gear, kevlar vest and ballistic face mask with a spec-ops combat helmet, he was even wearing an Alice pack on his back and all manner of weaponry adorning his body.

However, even these traits of a well-equipped soldier would likely be outweighed by one outward trait. His body was surrounded by metallic structures that followed his joints, the Ramor exo-suit. It allowed him to hit harder, run faster, jump higher and essentially be the best a soldier could be. It barely made a sound as he moved, only a slight rushing like air escaping an inflatable or the breath of the wind. He thought back to his equipment, quickly running through his full load out, picked up from his supply cache at OL40.

SOP Submachine Gun, three magazines.
Hazard MGL, six HE rounds, three chemical, three heat rounds carried on an ammunition belt around his chest.
36Rde Anti-personnel grenades, two on his ammunition belt, one in his pack.
Smoke Grenades: One on his belt.
RE20 Explosive: One in his pack.
Finally a Jackhammer Revolver with six extra rounds and his combat knife equipped to his right and left hip respectively.

He also carried his med-kit in his Alice Pack, but this didn’t run through his mind as he rarely ever needed it, it was time to focus on the mission. By his reckoning he had entered the island from the north east. Time to search and destroy.

@Melonhead: Some pressing stuff came up yesterday and I wasn't able to actually get a post written up. I should have time tonight, but if you have time beforehand it may be prudent to just get something up so we are securely within the time limit.


Yeah my exam is finished, I'll start the fight.
unless those pillars are bullet proof, I dont see how a non gun weilding character has a hope in hell without bullet dodging speed.


Well, they probably are bullet proof.

Also as far as I know I'm literally the only gun user left standing, my weapons have been nerfed, and I'm fighting an opponent with an impenetrable bullet shield, so you probably don't have to worry.

You can post a character into the CS tab here if you want other people to challenge you, or alternatively challenge any of the characters in that tab with whatever character you think is suitable, if they accept the challenge you can get fighting for a place on the leader-boards.

Speaking of which, I'm free again and open to challenges if anyone is interested.
She could have drowned her of course, drew her into the inky depths and left her there with the others. It didn’t seem right though, even for a Wraith. She had a soft spot for young women like herself, such weakness.

The water pressure eased as Evvie slipped into unconsciousness, and Anna almost tenderly drew her to the surface of the water, forcing the water from her lungs as she deposited her on a small island of sand. The water lapped at the Dragon-kin’s heels, and it was no sure thing that she would waken before she was forced into the water again, but there was naught else for it.

That was more than enough kindness for one day.

Anna returned to the sea, her tears mixed with the waves.
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So, @Melonhead, how do you want to go about arranging things?


I have an exam tomorrow to revise for, so if you could post the IC and make the initial post I'd appreciate it. I'll be able to post within the three day limit (I'm assuming that's what it is.)
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