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Had a cool Cop Core event. And OTA acted like Delta Squad from fucking Star Wars republic commando, each member having a very specific task, specialty and shit - it was cool
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Aiden Walker, a tortured man unsung, mangled by the Combine, disillusioned with the local major cell of resistance: degenerates. He stews in his anguish. Somewhere...in between the discomfort of his mutilation, and the memories of horror- he plots...plans...
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Just a routine visit to the core, I'm sure nothing will go wrong.
*** C42:50.UNION-8 runs back out, clumsily reaching for his stunstick. If it has any voltage control, he cranks it to the max - damage to the baton be damned.
The synthetic climbs over the console, smashing it under its feet. It turns to stare at UNION-8 as they take out the stunstick, easy prey. It initiates a full sprint, rushing for the Unit
Due to the fire coming at it from its behind, the synthetic misses the officer - instead it plunges into the wall of the AI containment and gets stunned for a second or two. It turns towards UNION-8, again. Nothing's going to distract it from its assigned target, it marches towards him once more.
*** JURY-3s weapon jams mid burst, the unit takes a second to realize, and quickly racks the weapon, relieving the jam
C16:RL.DEFENDER-6 whispers on pt (#71): "<:: Eight, run into the other room. ::>"
C16:RL.DEFENDER-6 whispers on pt (#71): "<:: NOT core control. ::>"
C10:75.JURY-3 yells "<:: 8 move! ::>"
*** C42:50.UNION-8 forces himself upright, continuing to backpedal as the behemoth approaches him. He looks to whoever was talking through the radio, nodding fervently as he leaps over the railing - somehow not tripping a second time.
The synthetic begins moving again, sprinting towards UNION-8. Man, it really fucking hates him. It gives a side glance to D-6.
*** C10:75.JURY-3 moves to his left, as to not flag his comrade with his weapon
*** C16:RL.DEFENDER-6 steps forward and to the left, firing another barrage at the synth as the unit moves over near to one of the flickering generators .
*** C42:50.UNION-8 just turns around and /fucks off/ at rapid speeds, screaming ineloquent Greece all the while.
***** C10:75.JURY-3 would take a shot at the side of the synth, while its components are exposed
***** C42:50.UNION-8 scrambles up the ladder, his boots slipping a few times.
The synthetic smashes against the small door aperture. It gives up, turning towards the AI containment.
***** C42:50.UNION-8 looks at the synth as it begins to make a run for it. Idiot as he is, he /tosses/ the baton out - hoping to aim the beast's back.
Brushes past the officers, walking towards the Core control. It moves steadily, its left arm appears to be limping and leaking some oil, however. The Synthetic falls over as it climbs up the stairs, getting stunned momentarily
C42:50.UNION-8 says "<:: Fuck, it didn't work- ::>"
One hop through another TP door and a Mr. X-style magdump later...
The synthetic turns around, facing the officers. It stares at UNION-8, again. It braces for a second before sprinting again, aiming for him.
C42:50.UNION-8 yells "<:: FUUUUCK! ::>"
*** C16:RL.DEFENDER-6 emptys their entire mag *again* into the unstoppable beast, although taking the item to focus most of the shots directly onto its already limping leg.
***** C39:RL.DEFENDER-3 firs a burst of bullets before dashing to their side, hugging the wall.
***** C42:50.UNION-8 refuses to run again. He squeezes the trigger on his gun and hoses out a veritable array of nine-millmeter. At the legs, for once.
*** C10:75.JURY-3 begins firing at the synth as it approaches attempting to target the exposed tubing in its abdomen
The synthetic slows down, no longer sprinting as the officers concentrate fire on it. Its sprint reduced to a slow walking pace, it continues its march towards the officer
C42:50.UNION-8 says "<:: Fuck, fuck, fuck- ::>"
C16:RL.DEFENDER-6 whispers on pt (#71): "<:: Back up! ::>"
*** C42:50.UNION-8 starts backpedaling as he tapfires the remains of his magazine into the beast's legs.
*** C10:75.JURY-3 begins backing up letting out a half hearted spray towards the synth
*** C39:RL.DEFENDER-3 starts going backwards, continuing the fire.
*** C16:RL.DEFENDER-6 doesn't even bother reloading at this point in the game of mouse and cat, instead just focusing all effort of getting himself back down the tunnel
*** C42:50.UNION-8 tries to find some ammo, but his gun keeps clicking.
C10:75.JURY-3 says "<:: 8 move! ::>"
*** C42:50.UNION-8 /leaps/ out!
The synthetic grabs hold of UNION-8 before they manage to exit the facillity, it grasps him with both arms
*** C42:50.UNION-8 does not in fact leap out. Oh no!
*** C42:50.UNION-8 has his back turned when the monster has him grabbed - screaming once again, blind-firing behind him.
*** C16:RL.DEFENDER-6 quickly pulls out a small cylinder casing, a grenade, as the rank leader slides by as the giant grabs him.
The giant still has its grip on the officer, it begins to squeeze in - trying to literally crush and snap the officer in two as they blind fire towards it
[PM] S17:Λ~SDR.239 -> C42:50.UNION-8: you can roll
** C42:50.UNION-8 has rolled 48 out of 100.
** S17:Λ~SDR.239 has rolled 93 out of 100.
***** C42:50.UNION-8 hears his bones snap and crackle around his torso - screaming vocally encoded, bloody /MURDER/ before going limp from shock. His empty gun drops down, ineffectual to the end.
Lets go off of UNION-8 as his body gets mangled. The synthetic does not care for the grenade lodged within its back. However it still explodes nontheless, sending the synthetic falling down on its rear. It remains on the floor momentarily, exposing on its heavily-armored front appendages
C16:RL.DEFENDER-6 whispers on pt (#71): "<:: Open the door, drag his ass out. ::>"
*** C42:50.UNION-8 runs back out, clumsily reaching for his stunstick. If it has any voltage control, he cranks it to the max - damage to the baton be damned.
The synthetic climbs over the console, smashing it under its feet. It turns to stare at UNION-8 as they take out the stunstick, easy prey. It initiates a full sprint, rushing for the Unit
Due to the fire coming at it from its behind, the synthetic misses the officer - instead it plunges into the wall of the AI containment and gets stunned for a second or two. It turns towards UNION-8, again. Nothing's going to distract it from its assigned target, it marches towards him once more.
*** JURY-3s weapon jams mid burst, the unit takes a second to realize, and quickly racks the weapon, relieving the jam
C16:RL.DEFENDER-6 whispers on pt (#71): "<:: Eight, run into the other room. ::>"
C16:RL.DEFENDER-6 whispers on pt (#71): "<:: NOT core control. ::>"
C10:75.JURY-3 yells "<:: 8 move! ::>"
*** C42:50.UNION-8 forces himself upright, continuing to backpedal as the behemoth approaches him. He looks to whoever was talking through the radio, nodding fervently as he leaps over the railing - somehow not tripping a second time.
The synthetic begins moving again, sprinting towards UNION-8. Man, it really fucking hates him. It gives a side glance to D-6.
*** C10:75.JURY-3 moves to his left, as to not flag his comrade with his weapon
*** C16:RL.DEFENDER-6 steps forward and to the left, firing another barrage at the synth as the unit moves over near to one of the flickering generators .
*** C42:50.UNION-8 just turns around and /fucks off/ at rapid speeds, screaming ineloquent Greece all the while.
***** C10:75.JURY-3 would take a shot at the side of the synth, while its components are exposed
***** C42:50.UNION-8 scrambles up the ladder, his boots slipping a few times.
The synthetic smashes against the small door aperture. It gives up, turning towards the AI containment.
***** C42:50.UNION-8 looks at the synth as it begins to make a run for it. Idiot as he is, he /tosses/ the baton out - hoping to aim the beast's back.
Brushes past the officers, walking towards the Core control. It moves steadily, its left arm appears to be limping and leaking some oil, however. The Synthetic falls over as it climbs up the stairs, getting stunned momentarily
C42:50.UNION-8 says "<:: Fuck, it didn't work- ::>"
One hop through another TP door and a Mr. X-style magdump later...
The synthetic turns around, facing the officers. It stares at UNION-8, again. It braces for a second before sprinting again, aiming for him.
C42:50.UNION-8 yells "<:: FUUUUCK! ::>"
*** C16:RL.DEFENDER-6 emptys their entire mag *again* into the unstoppable beast, although taking the item to focus most of the shots directly onto its already limping leg.
***** C39:RL.DEFENDER-3 firs a burst of bullets before dashing to their side, hugging the wall.
***** C42:50.UNION-8 refuses to run again. He squeezes the trigger on his gun and hoses out a veritable array of nine-millmeter. At the legs, for once.
*** C10:75.JURY-3 begins firing at the synth as it approaches attempting to target the exposed tubing in its abdomen
The synthetic slows down, no longer sprinting as the officers concentrate fire on it. Its sprint reduced to a slow walking pace, it continues its march towards the officer
C42:50.UNION-8 says "<:: Fuck, fuck, fuck- ::>"
C16:RL.DEFENDER-6 whispers on pt (#71): "<:: Back up! ::>"
*** C42:50.UNION-8 starts backpedaling as he tapfires the remains of his magazine into the beast's legs.
*** C10:75.JURY-3 begins backing up letting out a half hearted spray towards the synth
*** C39:RL.DEFENDER-3 starts going backwards, continuing the fire.
*** C16:RL.DEFENDER-6 doesn't even bother reloading at this point in the game of mouse and cat, instead just focusing all effort of getting himself back down the tunnel
*** C42:50.UNION-8 tries to find some ammo, but his gun keeps clicking.
C10:75.JURY-3 says "<:: 8 move! ::>"
*** C42:50.UNION-8 /leaps/ out!
The synthetic grabs hold of UNION-8 before they manage to exit the facillity, it grasps him with both arms
*** C42:50.UNION-8 does not in fact leap out. Oh no!
*** C42:50.UNION-8 has his back turned when the monster has him grabbed - screaming once again, blind-firing behind him.
*** C16:RL.DEFENDER-6 quickly pulls out a small cylinder casing, a grenade, as the rank leader slides by as the giant grabs him.
The giant still has its grip on the officer, it begins to squeeze in - trying to literally crush and snap the officer in two as they blind fire towards it
[PM] S17:Λ~SDR.239 -> C42:50.UNION-8: you can roll
** C42:50.UNION-8 has rolled 48 out of 100.
** S17:Λ~SDR.239 has rolled 93 out of 100.
***** C42:50.UNION-8 hears his bones snap and crackle around his torso - screaming vocally encoded, bloody /MURDER/ before going limp from shock. His empty gun drops down, ineffectual to the end.
Lets go off of UNION-8 as his body gets mangled. The synthetic does not care for the grenade lodged within its back. However it still explodes nontheless, sending the synthetic falling down on its rear. It remains on the floor momentarily, exposing on its heavily-armored front appendages
C16:RL.DEFENDER-6 whispers on pt (#71): "<:: Open the door, drag his ass out. ::>"
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Turns out it wasn't really a combine super soldier it was a hologram the whole timeJust so everybody sees it:
(Weakest Civil Protection officer vs stongest Synthetic Arm soldier)
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