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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: Travis
Travis stirred in the bed, rolling over on one side to ge a better look at Rose. She was stunning now, a fresh Red Flower, combed hair, and a crystal complexion.
Posted on 2009-01-13 at 01:07:09.
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: Travis
Travis laughed so hard it rattled the medical equipment.
"Son of a bi** deserved it."
Posted on 2009-01-13 at 00:55:23.
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: I...I
"I really dont weant to sleep anymore...that was just to horrible...some things are not meant to be remembered...just talk to me."
Posted on 2009-01-13 at 00:49:05.
Edited on 2009-01-13 at 00:50:06 by Babaloo
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Topic: Guns and Fangs Q&A
Subject: Its in rule based modern...
I though it was supposed to be in freeform modern...
Posted on 2009-01-13 at 00:42:23.
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: Dream
Travis slipped into a deep sleep after Rose left his side. On the blank black canvas of his eyelids a picture began to paint itself.
Colors swirled pointlessly, until they formed an image. The very image Travis had seen before he fainted. Seth, Max and Rose...looking at him. Their faces were filled with mixed emotions. Fear, Pride, Happiness, Sorrow...even Love.
Love...Travis shook the image out of mind at the thought of the word. Love wasnt okay in war, Love lead to hurt...Travis knew that full well.
A new image began to swirl into existance, this one was a face he had not seen in many years. Her soft tan skin and sparkling blue eyes looked at him. She was holding a tray of food. The smell of oranges and toast overhwelmes his mind. She smiled. "Wake up" she said, "Wake up, I brought you breakfast." Travis smiled, not only in his dream, but in his hospital bed...then he suddenly remembered this day. His dream collapsed, and new colors swirled around in his mind. This time he was sitting in an office, face to face with a computer, typing an E-mail to his superintendent saying he was taking the week off. Those colors blended and formed a new image. His house, a soft yellow two story victorian home. The windows were broken and he heard a scream from inside. He threw open the door and saw the Lycan standing over her body... the Lycan charged at him, sword drawn, and ran the blade trhough his upper chest.
His eyes shot open when the nurse put the needle in his arm.
"Calm down...it's just some Morphine...go back to sleep."
"No" Travis shook his head, "I dont think I want to..."
Posted on 2009-01-13 at 00:41:39.
Edited on 2009-01-13 at 00:43:14 by Babaloo
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Topic: Guns and Fangs Q&A
Subject: Wait
Why is our game is Rule Based? Shouldnt it be in free form?
Just asking.
Posted on 2009-01-13 at 00:31:55.
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: ...
"I think I know what you mean to say...I do too...but the way things are right now, it probabaly would be best not to get that involved. It would only lead to hurt for both of us, and considering our profession...it might be best to push that aside...if that is what your trying to say."
Travis lifted his arm and put it on her shoulder, patting it gently.
"I'm sure you can understand that...just look at me now. Next time...I might not be so lucky."
Posted on 2009-01-13 at 00:26:34.
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: Ha!
Travis squeezed a tube going into his side.
"Not unless the nurses can stop me... go and eat, it shouldnt take you long."
Posted on 2009-01-13 at 00:23:00.
Edited on 2009-01-13 at 00:24:05 by Babaloo
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Topic: Vampires VS Lycanthropes
Subject: Ryst has a point
Its an "argumentive" thread so-to-speak, so they are technically doing what is asked of them, besides, its not like its spiraling out of control, or neither side can win, as long you have difinitive proof, you can claim victory. I rather enjoy reading this, and I agree with Ryst, this site is frequented by pleasant argumentive conversation. Thats what makes it such a joy for people like Ryst and I to keep coming back to.
Posted on 2009-01-13 at 00:22:11.
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Topic: Vampires VS Lycanthropes
Subject: Aye
Indeed...leave the jumping to other scary critters. Zombies are supposed to be to classic to mess up, but somehow, people never fail. Well, this is getting off the subject.
Posted on 2009-01-13 at 00:17:36.
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: Vampires...so predictable
"If your fine, then why are your eyes red. Don't be a damn fool, go get something to eat. We have nurses you know, I'll be fine."
Posted on 2009-01-13 at 00:15:33.
Edited on 2009-01-13 at 00:16:12 by Babaloo
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Topic: Vampires VS Lycanthropes
Subject: Yep
Agreed Grugg. Something about hordes of slowly moving undead is much more frightening then running bullets of rotting flesh...it adds suspense...
Posted on 2009-01-13 at 00:14:07.
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: Semi-Awake
Travis was continously fading in and our of awareness. He caught fleeting snippets of Rose ranting about his foolishness. Then she would stop talking, and start on something else. Seth raised his hopes a little with his comment about Travis' old M-4K5.
Occasionally his left eye would open and he would catch a glimpse of Rose or Max or Seth. Rose in particular was a mess, her hair was askew and she looked hungry. Turning his head toward her, he opened his mouth and whispered.
"Go get something to eat, I'll be fine."
Posted on 2009-01-13 at 00:11:59.
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Topic: Guns and Fangs Q&A
Subject: Heads Up
Alrighty, I just wanted to let you know, that for me, school is back in session, so dont expect a whole lot of posts from me. I have a go to bed arounf 10:00, so I'll stop using the computer somwhere around 8 or 9. I'll ususally try to give you some sort of hint, like I'm on a seperate mission or I'm turning in, but I wont always be able to.
If I'm not around to control my character, you guys feel free to do so, just try not to place me in any akward positions...
Posted on 2009-01-12 at 18:43:13.
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: Travis
The thick pea-soup fog had surrounded HQ, lowering visibility to almost nothing. At mid-afternoon a sentry on the outer walls signaled that a soldier was incoming. Max, Rose and Seth rushed outside, hearing the call distracted them from Maxs' breakthrough.
Travis felt half dead...or maybe half alive. He couldnt tell. Most of what he did see was blurred beyond recognition. His right eye was closed, he couldnt open it because of the massive amount of dried blood covering his face. His left eye was only half open, and his eyelashes kept getting in the way of what he was trying to see. Each step he took sent a wave of pain through his righthand side. It felt like someone was drawing a sword up his body. When the streak of pain hit his head, Travis had to fight to keep from falling over. About ten or twleve bullet holes marked his right leg, and three or four were scattered around the left side of his body.
As he neared what he hoped was HQ, he recalled the fight. His Lockheart Sniper Rifle had jammed, and his Tochi Automatic Shotgun had run out of ammo. He had no frags or flashbangs left, his pistols had run dry, and his new M-4K5 was runnung low on clips. Desperate to delay the Lycans in some way, he charged them, the chainsaw on the M-4K5 revved and spinning furiously.
Thats when he saw him, the biggest Lycan he had ever laid eyes on. It was a wolf, a man as big as him. They charged each other, the Lycan with a sword, Travis with a spinning chainsaw. Before they could make contact, the Lycan turned into a wolf and pounced on Travis. His M-4K5 was thrown out of his hands, the screaming chainsaw cut a Lycan in half as it fall to the earth. The wolf tried to claw and bite Travis, but he managed to throw him off before he could do anything. Thats when ther other Lycans started shooting. Bullets flew into his right side, into his left side, past his head. He ran as fast as his body could move, restricted by his armor and his wounds.
A rocket soared past his head a blew a hole open in a Deli across from him. He jumped into it and the roof collapsed. He guessed the Lycans thought he was dead, they never came after him. He tore his shirt to shreds making turnikits to try and stop the bleeding. Using what little strenght he had, he got up and started moving back toward the direction he though HQ was in. Thats when he realized a large hunk of metal was sticking out of his left shoulder. Surprisingly all he could think about was Rose, Max and Seth...that and how he had lost his new gun. He was weaponless, wounded and slow, and he was teetering on the edge of giving up.
Then he though of the day before. How Max smiled when he laughed, how Rose's eyes lit up when she looked at him, and how Seth had promised his old M-4K5 was in the best of hands. He kept moving, determined not to stop.
Now, teetering on the edge of the abyss, he saw his three best friends with crystal clarity. Everything else was blurred but their faces, they shone like the morning sun. Travis looked up at them and smiled, then clattered to the ground.
Posted on 2009-01-12 at 18:36:08.
Edited on 2009-01-12 at 20:57:05 by Babaloo
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: I'm not sure
I know its somehwere in the south city, they are there already. Probabaly thin their safe too. I did'nt want to tell Rose this, but the mission Majot Hoffman sent me on...is pretty much a suicide run, to save their skins. We've got a massive attack force of Lycans moving through the city toward the south area, they mustve overheard our plan to take blood sample. Hoffman wants me to take care of it. If I die, tell Rose I...nevermind. Im gone, dont expect me to be back for quite some time. He loaded his rifle and walked out.
Posted on 2009-01-12 at 07:01:40.
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: Travis
He moved back into Seths office and sat down. Seth was typing an E-mail with furious intensity. Travis pulled his old M-4K5 off his back, removed a magazine, and gently stroked the side of the wepon, so many memories with this gun.
"Here." He put the old weapon on the table, "Never EVER sell that gun, I'm giving it to you because I noticed you dont have one on your wall up there. And can I ask a favor? Can you tag along with Rose and Max, I'm worried theyre headed into trouble, pretty much up Sh** Creek without a paddle. I'd be aprecative if you followed along. Just keep your distance, I dont think they'll take to kindly to you tagging along."
Posted on 2009-01-12 at 06:54:46.
Edited on 2009-01-12 at 06:57:21 by Babaloo
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: Did you miss me...
Groggily, Travis opened the door to Seths office. He pulled out the credits he had earned from his last missioned and eyed an assortment of weapons Seth had for sale in the corner of the office. One was an Ivory and Gold Plated M-4K5 with a Chainsaw bayonet...it made Travis' eyes water to look at such a beatiful peice of equipment. He calculated the price, removed a sum of credits and threw it down on Seths desk.
"That should cover it."
He opeend the case and lifted the heavy rifle into the air. It was beatiful. Toward the door he saw Rose walk out, and he followed her.
He put a hand on her shoulder and said, "Rose, I know I was supposed to go with you, but I just got a call from Major Hoffman, he wants me elsewhere. Please let me know if you run into any trouble...even then, I doubt I'll be able to help."
Posted on 2009-01-12 at 06:48:06.
Edited on 2009-01-12 at 06:49:07 by Babaloo
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: HQ!
Hq came into sight justa few minutes later. The sun was setting on this perfect day, and Travis was tired. Change of plans, Im gonna turn in, I need rest if were gonna have another mission. Night guys.
Posted on 2009-01-12 at 06:05:48.
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: Boring?
"Boring...maybe, but a hell of a lot safer!"
He laughed heartily and looked back at Max. She was brooding over something, he could tell. He stopped and waited for her to join them. For now, it was simply three best friends enjoying the quiet of the world, and Travis figured he might as well soak up as much of it as he could, because it wouldnt last long.
Posted on 2009-01-12 at 05:55:07.
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: MMMM
"I try not to. But then again, I think it's those memories that make me what I am now. I always told myself never to be afraid, but now I fear my own past. I try to put it off as much as I can, but it always comes back. I suppose I'll never live that down, but I owe my life to you, and so I'll follow you until the end. No matter what the cost, if at any turn in this crazy road called life do I have the chance to help you, you can be sure I'll do it."
He put his hand on her shoulder and looked down at her. There was a spark in her eyes, it seemed so childish. She was over 300 years old, and yet she acted just like a kid. Travis was always mezmerized by her youthful step, but then again, vampires were like that.
Posted on 2009-01-12 at 05:49:33.
Edited on 2009-01-12 at 05:51:36 by Babaloo
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: Follow the yellow brick road
Travis whirrled around and started up the ramp. The bleak grey sky cast a meek light onto the dirty cityscape. The war had reduced a lot of the less secure areas of the city to a ruined heap of concrete. Many buildings were missing their corners, rubble and overturned cars covered the streets. Still, civilians found a way to cope with all of the madness. They still shopped, drove, and lived in the worst the city had to offer. Travis found it odd that an HQ could possibly be safe in such a wartorn and occupied area, but then again, sometimes the most obvious of locations are the least obvious of hiding places.
Shaking his thoughts out of his head, he went out onto the street and headed for the Thorn HQ.
Posted on 2009-01-12 at 05:41:56.
Edited on 2009-01-12 at 05:43:52 by Babaloo
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: Lets get back to HQ
"Well then", he said, his voice suddenly booming, "no need to dawdle around here then. If we've got what we need, we should get back to HQ, I really want that rifle with the chainsaw..."
Posted on 2009-01-12 at 05:36:29.
Edited on 2009-01-12 at 05:36:53 by Babaloo
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: Hmph
"If I get shot, It'll be blocking a bullet meant for you. Don't worry about me." He thumped his chest with his fist. "I'm not the little boy I was in High School, I can hold my own now."
He lowered his voice so only Rose could hear, "Thanks for caring though, it really means a lot to me."
Posted on 2009-01-12 at 05:25:32.
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Topic: Guns and Fangs
Subject: Is it safe?
Travis peered out the crack he had opened in the door and watched the two women argue. He saw hands fly into the air, and Rose pointed furiously at Max. He shut the door, and made his descision.
Openeing the door and going out to them he said, "Alright, if its really that important to you, I wont go. Besides, I just got a few credits from my last mission, and I saw an M-4K5 with a chainsaw on the front...I was gonna pick that up. I'm fine not goin, but if you need help, you know who to call."
Posted on 2009-01-12 at 05:21:42.
Edited on 2009-01-12 at 05:22:36 by Babaloo
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