Blood & Dust - A Post-Apocalyptic Pseudo-Western Character RP
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Upon learning of the imminent danger, something changes within Boombox. His irises go dark, drained of all color as he freezes still. A moment passes before he twitches with motion again. He jerks his head upward as he looks at the maintenance hatch above before ripping it open and crawling onto the top of the cabin. There, he lays flat on his chest and takes aim at one of the RPG-wielding raiders with his new rifle before firing.
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Before he boarded, Roadrash requested he stay on his bike as he didn't want to let it out of his sight. Though as word of raiders lining up against the train reaches his ears, he decides he's gonna bring the fight to them instead of staying inside. He opens the cabin doors and zips out on his hoverbike at full speed and sawn-off in his hand. As he maneuvers closer and closer to the raiders, an idea pops in his head.
He's gonna go for their tires.
Eliza could see two dirty boots approach her as she was trying to get the cuffs off. Looking up, she could see Ozzie with his alligator grin, "What's this? A damsel in distress?" he chuckled before pausing briefly to look out of the window at the raider cloud.
"Lucky fer you, I happen to be quite the gentleman." he continued as he bent down to grab Eliza by the cuffs. He hoisted her up and looked at her face.
The great mouth of motorcity, shaking like a leaf in the breeze. Ozzie put his hand in his coat and took out one of his revolvers, A Kerssant Frontier 44. It was an antique looking piece, but one could tell from the detailing and the condition that it was in fact recently produced.
He put his hand into his coat again and twirled another revolver of the same model in his hand, eventually offering it to Eliza.
"Now we'll find out if Fast Hands Cohen ain't nothin but a legend."
Masterson took aim with his revolver, firing off a shot from a window at the first rocket launcher raider on the left side of the train. Jasper did the same, the bullet making a loud crack as it errupted from the barrel of the rifle and darted towards the raider.
Jasper: 10 (Crit Roll: Successful)
ATK Damage: 60 x 2 = 120
Target: RPG Raider 1
Result: Target Killed.
The shot from Jasper's rifle was particularly accurate, hitting the Raider in his right temple. It pierced his helmet, punching through his skull and sending brain matter splattering all over the other RPG raider next to him in the back of the truck. Masterson and Mariuz had been aiming for the same target, but stopped themselves as they saw the raider crumple quickly into the truck bed.
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With that, the unit trudged up to an open window, shouldering the laser weapon before opening fire on one of the raiders equipped with a rocket launcher. Blazing blue bolts of energy were dispatched from the business end of the weapon, the 'hammer' of the gun eliciting a high pitched whine with each volley.
He upholstered his revolver and took aim at one of the raiders with an RPG.
Aegis: 3
ATK Damage: 18
Target: RPG Raider 2
Slade: 1
ATK Damage: 7
Target: RPG Raider 2
Result: RPG Raider 2 HP = 80
The blue bolts of laser fire peppered the raider, burning him quite a bit as he attempted to center his aim on the train's engine. Slade's revolver shot didn't help it much either, the shot grazing his side. Still, he remained focused, determined to take out the train.
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"You better shoot as much as you talk," muttered Eagle before kneeling down into a marksman position. He opened fire at one of the enemy drivers.
Eagle: 10 (Crit roll: Successful.)
ATK Damage: 60 x 2 = 120
Target: Raider 5 (Driver)
Result: Target Killed.
From Eagle's vantage point atop the passenger car, he could easily pick off targets with his rifle. Which he did promptly as soon as he was in a proper marksman position. He fired off a shot, the magnetic sniper rifle slinging a small metal slug through the windshield of the sports car. It hit the driver right between the eyes, blowing the upper half of his head into the corner of the cab. He jerked the wheel, but it was quickly grabbed by his comrade in the passenger seat and corrected. His body was then removed from the driver's seat, slung out the door and his position taken.
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Once the civilians were safe Malin readied her personal sidearm and took cover beneath a window. She peeked up, steadied herself and opened fire at one of the rocket launcher-wielding raiders.
Malin: 3
ATK Damage: 24
Target: RPG Raider 3
There, he lays flat on his chest and takes aim at one of the RPG-wielding raiders with his new rifle before firing.
Boombox: 7
ATK Damage: 49
Target: RPG Raider 3
Result: RPG Raider 3 HP = 32
Malin's shot cracked from the window, the bullet darting through the open air and hitting the raider in the thigh. Above, Boombox's new sniper rifle sounded off, sending a .308 round into the raider's shoulder. The wind must have thrown his aim off a little, but not too bad. Still, the raider remained upright. In deep pain, but still able to hold up the RPG. Leveled on the train engine.
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"Now's your chance baby, shine shine shine." he whispered to the weapon and started taking aim at the tires of one of the vehicles.
Chance: 3/7
Roll: 7
Result: Pass
Diplo's resulting shot hit the small car's front right tire, puncturing the rubber coating and forcing it to explode rather violently. The driver of the vehicle, surprised by the tire's detonation, jerked the steering wheel. Wrong move. The car slid sideways, and promptly flipped several times before grinding to a halt on its side.
Aditional Result: Two Raiders Killed.
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As he maneuvers closer and closer to the raiders, an idea pops in his head. He's gonna go for their tires.
Chance: 4/7
Roll: 7
Result: Pass
And go for their tires he did. He darted up next to one of the raider's trucks on his hoverbike, sawed off in hand, and opened fire on the front left tire. The tire burst from the double barreled blast, resulting in the panicked raider driving it jerking the wheel just like the other's from the car Diplo destroyed. The truck flipped, sending the two raiders on the bed sailing through the air and into the dirt. Before being crushed by the rolling hunk of gas and metal.
Additional Result: Four Raiders Killed.
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She needed out of the cuffs somehow! She pressed her hands to the floor, before using her boot to hold the chain down. Then, she pulled as hard as she could, trying to slip her hands out of the cuffs with simple brute force.
Chance: 2/3
Roll: 2
Result: Pass
After being helped up and given a weapon by Ozzie, of all people, she yet again tried to pull herself out of her cuffs. And was successful the second go around. Her left hand slipped free! "Fucking wonderful." she exclaimed, before flipping open the loading gate of the revolver Ozzie had given her. Six shots. More than enough to kill anything that moves.
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RPG Raider 2: 8
ATK Damage: 40
RPG Raider 3: 9
ATK Damage: 45
RPG Raider 4: 2
ATK Damage: 10
Result: Train Engine HP = 395
All three of the remaining RPG raiders open fire on the train engine, sending their rockets sailing through the air and hitting the side of it. The explosions were spectacular, but the engine kept on truckin'. For now, anyway.
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Raider Blob: 1
ATK Damage: 0
Target: Party
Result: No HP lost.
The remaining raiders in the group opened fire on the passenger car, but managed to hit practically none of the passengers. Either missing entirely or sending sparks and splinters raining down on its occupants.
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Sarah audibly groaned. Her men were practically getting blown the fuck out. She didn't expect this, honestly. She drew out her radio, and promptly barked orders. "The rest of you dumb fucks, board the train! Kill EVERYONE." she demanded, before tossing the radio down next to her in the seat and drawing out her lever action. The raiders complied, the rear vehicles pulling back and moving closer to the train. Men and women began to climb the sides and rear of the train, before heading up across the top with their weapons up and ready.
Raiders: Trait Discovered!
Trait: The Guns of Motor City - When fighting as a group, the raiders of Motor City do twice the damage.
Meanwhile, the RPG raiders remained in their positions, determined to derail the whole damn train. Sarah also stayed put, poking her rifle out the window of the muscle car and taking aim at that one oddly colored robot. She grinned, before firing off a shot.
Sarah Drake: Trait Discovered!
Trait: Bullseye - Sarah's shots never miss. When attacking, rolls resulting in a one are rerolled.
Masterson took note of the raiders falling back a bit. Shit, they're gonna try and board. "Some of you, head up top and take out the raiders coming across the top of the train. The rest, keep shooting at the ones with RPGs. We can't take very many hits like that!"
Jasper nodded, quickly standing and darting for the rear of the car. Eliza, now able to actually fight, followed after him. These fucks needed to die. Masterson stayed behind, taking aim at the remaining raider on the left side and firing off a shot from his revolver.
Up on the roof, Jasper squatted down near Boombox and fired off a shot at a raider coming up from the rear of the train. Eliza remained standing, taking aim with Ozzie's revolver and firing off a shot.
The unit's weapon was clearly designed for close quarters combat, but at this point it was firing on the threats as both a method of deterrence as well as trying to get some damage in. Unfortunately its first volley did not seem all that effective, much more precision was going to be required for this job.
"Some of you, head up top and take out the raiders coming across the top of the train. The rest, keep shooting at the ones with RPGs. We can't take very many hits like that!"
"Understood. Terrorist group boarding vehicle. Suspects armed and dangerous, aiming to capture or harm passengers. Protocol 3: Protect the Innocent." he states, lowering his gun and standing upright from his firing position. As bullets whizzed by its head and failed to make an impact, it was motionless and uncaring. It had more important matters to take care of.
The trigger hand of its weapon moved toward its back, the rail of the gun started to snap onto a section of its back as a low hum pulled it in place as he relinquished his grip. A magnetic holster, by the looks. With both hands free it started to climb the side of the train cars and get up to its next destination, scanning all of the raiders before drawing its weapon once more.
"This transport is under the protection of Texas State Police. Surrender now and your lives may be spared in a court of law." he warns, starting to open fire on the mad raiders clamoring up onto the train car.
Slade ducked when the raiders retaliated. Bunch of pisspoor aim is what he saw. Hell, he was rusty as shit, but still managed to land a hit somewhere. He wasn't gonna do much against them here much, but he could somewhere else. He got out of the train car and climbed to the roof where he saw the raiders also climbing aboard.
This transport is under the protection of Texas State Police. Surrender now and your lives may be spared in a court of law.
"Wasting your time with these idiots. Allow me." He eyed up the raider climbing next to him and proceeded to punt the motherfucker in the head.
"This transport is under the protection of Texas State Police. Surrender now and your lives may be spared in a court of law."
"Dumbshit. Don't he know these bastards are fuckin' raiders?" thought Roadrash as he speeds alongside the train. He just finished off one truck, but there's still more ahead of him. His method of taking out their wheels worked however, and he's gonna try it again, though this time he's going after one of the trucks carrying an RPG on board. There'll be hell to pay for everyone on the train even if just one rocket connects.
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Boombox continues his precision firing, but was trying to aim for the head of one of the RPG-wielding raiders this time.
Eagle let out a satisfied grunt as the now-headless driver was tossed out of the vehicle. Jackpot. He pulled back the charging handle and was about to fire another round when he noticed Sarah Drake. More specifically he noticed her rifle.
That's not good.
He quickly adjusted his aim, targeting not Sarah but the scope on her rifle.
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Malin ducked as the raiders returned fire. She spotted the SWAT-bot climbing out onto the outside of the cart after yelling at the raiders while the other deputies moved about. She sighed, causing a strand of hair in her face to move aside. She got up into her firing stance and raised her voice.
"Stand fast! We will not let them through!" People's Will activated.
To prove her point Malin fired three shots at the same RPG grunt as before.
"Hooley Dooley! Did you see that?!" Diplo exclaimed as the truck he'd fired at slowly ground to a halt on it's side and faded into the distance, "See you in hell you ugly unwashed swines!"
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Diplo continued firing off shots, targeting Sarah Drake's vehicle specifically in an attempt to roll that one also.
After Eliza and Jasper ran off towards the back of the train car, Ozzie shrugged. "A thank you woulda been nice." he shouted after Eliza with a jovial tone.
He then looked out through the window of the car. The sun bounced off the window in such a way that it was difficult for the Raiders to see into the train itself.
Opting to stay behind to deal with the explosive threat rather than run straight into rabid gunmen, Ozzie used the suns glare to his advantage. Behind a cover of reflected light he took steady aim with his revolver at the driver of the RPG truck.
Ace in the Sleeve activated - 2 turns to action
Mariuz watched the raider slump down and drop the RPG before he pull the trigger. Damn, lots of good shots in this crew. He heard the marshall yell out about them boarding, and before he could turn to help he already saw the robots and mutant run up to take them down. Guess I'll keeping working on those cars.
He spotted another RPG carrier, lined him up in his sights, and fired.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KWudLhcFdnc
He quickly adjusted his aim, targeting not Sarah but the barrel on her rifle.
Chance: 1/10
Roll: 1
Result: Failure
Sadly, Eagle wouldn't get the chance to take out Sarah's rifle due to his own misfiring.
Sarah, on the other hand, would have much better luck with her lever-action.
Sarah: 6
ATK Damage: 42
Target: Eagle
DEF Roll: 12
Result: 30 damage to Eagle. Eagle's HP = 20
The .45-70 round exploded from the short guide gun that Sarah was using, cracking loudly and zipping across the space between her car and the train. The shot hit Eagle in his chest, impacting him with enough force to make him stumble back a step. Lucky for him, it didn't breach his armored plating. Though it did put a very large dent in it.
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Masterson stayed behind, taking aim at the remaining raider on the left side and firing off a shot from his revolver.
Masterson: 8
ATK Damage: 56
Target: RPG Raider 2
His method of taking out their wheels worked however, and he's gonna try it again, though this time he's going after one of the trucks carrying an RPG on board.
Chance: 4/7
Roll: 4
Result: Successful
Masterson's shot connected with the RPG carrying raider, forcing him to stumble in the back of the truck. Almost tripping over the corpse of his deceased comrade. He managed to steady himself, just before seeing a mutant on a hoverbike roar up next to them. Shotgun in hand, and pointed at their front tire. There was an audible "SHIT!" before Roadrash fired. The buckshot shredded the tire, forcing the truck to jerk and flip. It looked as though Boombox would have to locate a different target.
Additional Result: Two Raiders Dead.
Objective: Complete!
Kill 10 Raiders by any means.
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Up on the roof, Jasper squatted down near Boombox and fired off a shot at a raider coming up from the rear of the train. Eliza remained standing, taking aim with Ozzie's revolver and firing off a shot.
Jasper: 9
ATK Damage: 54
Target: Raider 9
Eliza: 8
ATK Damage: 48
Target: Raider 9
Result: Target Killed
As the raiders ran across the top of the train towards them, Jasper and Eliza opened fire on the lead raider. Their shots connected almost at the same time, nailing the green haired man in the torso. He collapsed midstride and slid. Dead.
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"This transport is under the protection of Texas State Police. Surrender now and your lives may be spared in a court of law." he warns, starting to open fire on the mad raiders clamoring up onto the train car.
Aegis: 6, 1, 5
ATK Damage: 36, 6, 30
Targets: Raiders 4, 8, and 7.
Results: Raider 4 HP = 64, Raider 8 HP = 94, Raider 7 HP = 70
The police drone opened fire with his laser sub-machine gun, peppering multiple raiders with hot blue laser fire. Several shots connected, but the raiders shrugged it off as best they could.
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He eyed up the raider climbing next to him and proceeded to punt the motherfucker in the head.
Chance: 2/3
Roll: 2
Result: Successful.
Slade's boot connected with the raider's face, just as he looked up. The impact shattered his nose, and broke his grip on the side of the train car. He sailed off the side, before hitting the ground with a thud. At the speed the train was going, the impact with the ground forced him to roll and flip several times before coming to rest. Lifeless.
Additional Result: Target Killed.
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To prove her point Malin fired three shots at the same RPG grunt as before.
Trait Activated: People's Will
Malin: 9
ATK Damage: 99
Target: RPG Raider 3
Result: Target Killed
Malin took careful aim, and fired off a shot at the third RPG raider. The shot connected, ripping the man's throat out in a mess of blood and gore. He fired his RPG shot into the air reflexively, as he collapsed into the back of the truck. Alarming his fellow raider.
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He spotted another RPG carrier, lined him up in his sights, and fired.
Mairuz: 10
ATK Damage: 90 (People's Will)
Target: RPG Raider 4
Result: RPG Raider 4 HP = 10
Mairuz lined up his sights and pulled the trigger, sending a shot ripping through the raider's torso. The shot probably hit a vital organ or something, but the raider simply refused to go down!
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Behind a cover of reflected light he took steady aim with his revolver at the driver of the RPG truck.
Trait Activated: Ace in the Sleeve
Target: RPG Raider Truck Driver 2
Two Turns Till Used.
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Diplo continued firing off shots, targeting Sarah Drake's vehicle specifically in an attempt to roll that one also.
Chance: 3/7
Roll: 4
Result: Successful.
Diplo fired off a few shots at the back right tire of the green muscle car that Sarah was riding in. The shots connected, blowing out the tire with a loud POW. The raider driving starts to jerk the wheel, but Sarah quickly grabs and corrects him before cutting him a hateful look. The raider wimpers, but returns to focusing on driving.
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Raiders 4, 7, 8: 1, 1, 1
ATK Damage: 5, 5, 5
Target: Aegis
Result: All damage negated except for 4 from Raider 7. Aegis HP = 96
The raiders that Aegis had attacked return fire with their assault rifles, throwing lead up towards him. Apparently, though, they're rather shit shots. Most of them miss save for a few, which dink harmlessly off Aegis's armor.
RPG Raider 4: 7
ATK Damage: 35
Target: Train Engine
Result: Train Engine HP = 350
The remaining raider carrying an RPG manages to fire off his shot, despite being gravely wounded. The rocket darts towards and collides with the engine, blowing off some of the armored plating on the right side.
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Sarah returned to watching her raiders get basically crushed by the Marshal and his deputies. God fucking damnit. Who the fuck did she bring with her, the worst fucking shots out of Fort Wayne? She wouldn't be making this mistake again, that's for damn sure. As the rest of the raiders attempted to kill them on top of the train, there was one last raider using an RPG on the far side of the train. And he didn't look too hot. If he went down, they'd have to pull back and regroup.
Masterson smirked upon seeing Roadrash flip the truck carrying the RPG raider he had been shooting at. "GOOD WORK." he called out to him from the window, before shifting to the other side of the car. There was probably one or two left on this side. Sure enough, there was. He took aim with his revolver yet again, and fired off a shot.
Eliza cackled with laughter, upon seeing the raiders attempt to kill Aegis. "MY FUCKING GOD, DID DIXON AND SARAH JUST STOP TEACHING YOU FUCKS HOW TO SHOOT!? HAHAHAHAHA!" she exclaimed. This just fucking made her day. She finally calmed down after a moment, then grinned wildly.
Eliza looked to one of the raiders heading towards them, whom seemed to be the most healthy of the bunch Aegis had shot at. She holstered the revolver for a moment, and shook her shooting arm and hand a bit. Loosening them up. Then, her hand hovered just over the revolver. "Showtime."
Gunslinger - Activated.
Meanwhile, Jasper took aim at one of the others and opened fire.
Mariuz watched the shot sail through the air towards the raider holding the RPG. Zip...Ripppp. The hot connected in his torso and Mariuz watched him stagger down, thinking he got him. But suddenly, the guy got back up, spitting out blood and managed to somehow fire a shot at the train engine, connecting with a loud explosion and smoke. The train armor held though, as did Mariuz to steady his feet against the blow.
Goddamnit. He pulled back the bolt, the used cartridge ejecting out with a hint of smoke and gunpowder in the air. He pushed the bolt back in racking another bullet in the chamber. He re-aimed the gun at the same raider, let out a slow breath as he squeezed the trigger once more.
The unit does not feel pain, but if it could it would expect the amount of guns trained on him to do far more than that. He is the center to a storm of bullet fire, poorly placed and rounds zipping past him rapidly. Unsurprisingly, he is unfazed, save for the one shot that grazed his shoulder. The hunk of metal and actuators recoiled from the impact, but they slowly adjusted as he closed the distance between the group.
"Sustained fire from terrorist group. Chance to surrender expired. Deadly force authorized." it states, rapidly swapping out the battery of its weapon for one of two spares it keeps at its waist. A distinct click and a high pitched tone is heard as he reloads the weapon without skipping a beat. As it continues its pondrous advance, the unit lets loose his grip from the rail of the weapon, balling its freed hand into a fist before curling its arm up. A loud click is heard as it cocks its arm up and down, a small section of the forearm splits open as brilliant blue energy spills out the sides - a projected barrier.
"Prepare to be summarily executed for your crimes. Protocol 2: Uphold the Law." he states, holding the laser SMG straight as it unloads into the most wounded raider, firing through the hardlight shield.
Eagle looked at the dent in his chest and then at Sarah. "Lady, we haven't even been our first date yet!" He kneeled down again and opened fire. This time he wasted no shot trying to score stylepoints and instead opted to shoot Sarah straight into her heart.
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With a raider killed Malin scanned for another target from her covered position inside the train. She spotted the driver of Sarah's car and opened fire.
"Goodbye asshole!" Slade was satisfied with that punt he gave. But couldn't enjoy it forever it seemed as one of the other raiders had climbed aboard, within striking distance of him in melle too. The lawman grimaced as he grabbed his revolver and started to pistol whip the raider.
Diplo continue's firing shots off at Drake's vehicle hoping to eventually hit something important. He's completely oblivious to Eagle being hit.
No more threats were on Roadrash's side, so he sticks to the cabin he zoomed out of.
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There's one more raider holding an RPG. Boombox zeroed in his sights and pulled the trigger.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4WoxLk2g4-w
At the very last minute, it seemed that the raiders finally got their shit together. At least a few of them, anyway.
He kneeled down again and opened fire. This time he wasted no shot trying to score stylepoints and instead opted to shoot Sarah straight into her heart.
Eagle: 7
ATK Damage: 42
Target: Sarah Drake
Result: Sarah HP = 158
Eagle's shot zipped through the air, before colliding with Sarah's left shoulder. She recoiled, shaking her arm as she looked it over. "Son of a BITCH!" she spat, before looking to Eagle and taking aim yet again. Bad thing for Eagle, though. One of the raiders atop the train was also taking aim at him.
Raider 6: 6
Target: Eagle
Eagle DEF Roll: 1
ATK Damage: 29
Sarah Drake: 9
Target: Eagle
Eagle DEF Roll: 8
ATK Damage: 55
Result: Eagle Incapacitated.
The raider's burst of assault rifle fire caught Eagle in the side, shredding through the weaker armor on the side of the arms and torso. If that wasn't bad enough, Sarah fired off another .45-70 shot. The round connected with Eagle's head, sending his hat flying off into the wind. His head recoiled violently, before his body slowly tumbled fowards. Off the train.
And right into Roadrash's lap, as he had been riding next to the train. The bounty hunting robot was offline, his eyes now dark.
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Diplo continue's firing shots off at Drake's vehicle hoping to eventually hit something important.
Diplo: 6
ATK Damage: 36
Target: Sarah Drake
Result: Sarah HP = 122
Some of Diplo's gunfire connected with the vehicle, a few shots hitting Sarah herself. As she was peppered with gunfire, the driver swerved the vehicle a bit to try and avoid some of it. The problem was, someone else was aiming at him.
She spotted the driver of Sarah's car and opened fire.
Malin: 8
ATK Damage: 88 (People's Will)
Target: Sarah's Driver
Result: Driver HP = 12
The windshield of the muscle car was shattered as a shot punched through and hit the driver in the right side of his chest. He jerked the wheel, almost wrecking the vehicle, before correcting. Sarah looked over to him. Any more punishment, and he'd be done for. As for her, she now had multiple cuts and plotches of blood across her arms.
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Eliza looked to one of the raiders heading towards them, whom seemed to be the most healthy of the bunch Aegis had shot at. She holstered the revolver for a moment, and shook her shooting arm and hand a bit. Loosening them up. Then, her hand hovered just over the revolver. "Party time."
Trait Activated: Gunslinger
Eliza: 8, 1, 3, 3, 4
ATK Damage: 114
Target: Raider 3
Result: Target Killed.
Eliza jerked the revolver from where she had holstered it into her belt, quickly leveling it on one of the oncoming raiders. She then rapidly fanned the hammer of the revolver with her off hand, firing off the remaining five shots left in the .44.
The shots connected across the raider's body, hitting him in various spots. Once the last shot connected, he collapsed into a heap. Eliza grinned yet again, twirling the revolver around her finger and slipping it back into her belt.
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Meanwhile, Jasper took aim at one of the others and opened fire.
Jasper: 9
ATK Damage: 54
Target: Raider 10
Result: Raider 10 HP = 46
A .308 shot rang out, and the round collided with the raider's thigh. He stumbled, almost falling entirely, but managed to keep himself on his feet.
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"Prepare to be summarily executed for your crimes. Protocol 2: Uphold the Law." he states, holding the laser SMG straight as it unloads into the most wounded raider, firing through the hardlight shield.
Trait Activated: Aegis Subroutines
Aegis: 8
ATK Damage: 48
Target: Raider 4
Result: Raider 2 HP = 16
As Aegis's hard light shield came up, he fired off a few shots through it. Aimed at the weakest raider before him. The laser fire connected, causing the raider several severe burns. But he refused to go down. The raider tried to fire back a moment later.
Chance: 1/9
Roll: 6
Result: Failure.
The bullets collided with the shield, but none of them were able to pierce it. Another raider also tried his luck, taking aim at Aegis and opening fire.
Chance: 1/9
Roll: 7
Result: Failure.
This raider would also fail, the shots from his assault rifle bouncing off the shield.
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As those two raiders attempted to take down Aegis, another pair took aim at Jasper.
Raiders 8 and 10: 9, 8
ATK Damage: 144 (The Guns of Motor City)
Target: Jasper
Jasper DEF Rolls: 6, 7
Result: Jasper Incapacitated.
The barrage of combined gunfire from the raiders shredded Jasper, knocking him onto his back. He struggled to get back up, but ultimately ceased moving after a few moments.
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The lawman grimaced as he grabbed his revolver and started to pistol whip the raider.
Slade: 8
ATK Damage: 74 (Sticks & Stones)
Target: Raider 2
Result: Raider 2 HP = 26
The pistol's butt collides with the raider's jaw, making a sickening crack and almost knocking him down. He retaliated a moment later, after getting his bearings, by swinging his rifle's butt at Slade.
Raider 2: 2
Target: Slade
Slade DEF Roll: 2+ (Sticks & Stones)
ATK Damage: 4
Result: Slade HP = 71
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Masterson, Mariuz, and Boombox all took aim at the final RPG raider and opened fire. He never stood a chance.
Masterson, Mariuz, Boombox: 8, 6, 9
ATK Damage: 40, 36, 63
Target: RPG Raider 4
Result: Target Annihilated.
The shots ripped the raider to pieces. Mariuz's shot punched a hole in his back, ripping through his heart and tearing it out his front. Then, Masterson's shot severed his spinal cord before Boombox's sniper shot blew the top of the man's head off in gory fashion. There was no question at all that this poor raider was dead.
And for added overkill, Ozzie finally fired off his one and only shot. At the RPG truck's driver.
Ozzie: 5
ATK Damage: 160 (Ace in the Sleeve)
Target: RPG Truck Driver
Result: Target Killed.
The truck driver's head exploded as Ozzie's shot burst through, filling the cab of the vehicle with blood and brain as the truck veered towards the train itself. It collided with the side of one of the cars, before eventually flipping and coming to a grinding halt.
PRIMARY OBJECTIVE COMPLETE!
Eliminate the four rocket launcher equipped raiders before they destroy the train engine.
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"God fucking DAMNIT." barked Sarah. All of the RPGs were down. Fuck, they'd have to pull back and regroup. She promptly grabbed her radio. "FUCKING PULL BACK. We'll try again later." she spat. The raiders on the train that were still alive quickly made a run for it, most climbing off the side and jumping down onto a waiting vehicle. Sarah grunted as the raiders retreated, cutting a hateful look to one person in particular atop the train.
Eliza chuckled quite loudly. "YEAH, THAT'S RIGHT. RUN BACK HOME TO YOUR FUCK BUDDIES AT FORT WAYNE." she shouted, as the raiders darted off. She looked off to the green muscle car which was pulling away from the train, and gave a special salute to it before turning to the others. "Now that was fun!"
Then she noticed that Jasper was down, and Eagle was nowhere to be found. Oh shit. "HEY, BOOMBOX! WEIRD SWAT ROBOT! Help me get him down into the train car! He's all fucked up!" she said, rushing over to Jasper, and tugging on his arms. Shit, this guy is heavy!
Down in the passenger car, Masterson breathed a sigh of relief. The raiders were retreating, and the passengers were safe. As well as the train. He looked around to the others in the car, giving them a thumbs up, before noticing that Eliza was nowhere to be found. "What the hell, where's Eliza?"
Boombox raises himself up in triumph upon obliterating the enemy with ease. With his rifle lifted in the air in victory, he eyes the retreating raiders before making a note of this fight in his memory bank.
"ENEMY STATUS: SERVED."
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Eagle's sudden drop onto Roadrash's bike scares the shit out of him, very nearly sending him off course.
"What the fuck are you doing on my bike, tin man?!" he screams angrily.
Aegis kept peppering the raider group as they turned tail and ran, unrelenting in its assault. It opened up its palm, the shield fizzling into nothing as the machinery clacks and closes its emitters. Quickly his hand wraps around the rail of his gun, starting to unload into raider and peeling out vehicle alike.
"It is futile - you cannot run from the law!" the unit exclaims.
Yet run they did, his advanced targetting unable to single out and dispense justice to every vehicle. Unfortunate...
"Can no longer apprehend suspects. Situation de-escalated."
"HEY, BOOMBOX! WEIRD SWAT ROBOT! Help me get him down into the train car! He's all fucked up!"
The unit quickly attaches its weapon to its back-waist, cocking its head and swiveling its body toward the shrill shouting of Eliza. It stomps over to the incapacitated man, its eyes looking between him and Eliza.
"Understood. He is severely wounded. Transferring him to safety." he stated, scooping up Jasper and placing his limp form over his shoulder. From there he climbed down from the roof and entered the train car.
"Are there any more wounded? I will now call for an EMT... ERROR: Failed to establish connection to emergency database. Medical personnel required to treat injuries."
Masterson looked over to the ladder as he heard the large police drone decending. Carrying Jasper. "What the hell happened?" he asked, walking over quickly. Before he could get an answer, Eliza climbed down behind the drone. One hand out of her cuffs, and a revolver tucked into her belt.
"Your boy got gunned down by those idiots." said Eliza, walking by Masterson straight to Ozzie. She drew the revolver out from her belt, twirling it around her finger, before handing it over to Ozzie. "Nice piece." she said, with a smirk. "I'm more of a top break kinda girl, though. Speaking of which..."
She paused, looking around. "AH. There we are!" she finally said, noticing that her bag was lying on the floor nearby. She walked over towards it, but stopped midstride at the sound of a revolver's click. She glanced over, raising an eyebrow.
"Stop where you are, or the next step you'll be taking is into a grave." said Masterson, his revolver leveled on Eliza. "Back in the cuffs you go. Now."
Eliza gave him a look. "...I just helped your deputies fight off those fucks. If I wanted to shoot you in the back, I could have done the second Ozzie over there gave me that revolver. But I didn't. Besides, I think you've got a bigger problem on your hands, like Jasper there." she stated, motioning to Jasper as she finished.
Suddenly, Jasper coughed. Masterson looked over to see him attempting to sit up from where the drone had set him. "J-Just leave her be. She's n-not gonna bother us." he said, before coughing a few more times. "...Got any of those shots left?"
Masterson glanced back to Eliza for a moment, before lowering his revolver and reaching into his duster. A moment later, he drew out a strange looking syringe, full of a greenish liquid. He tossed it to Jasper, who quickly used it by jabbing it into his chest. He groaned loudly, before laying back down. "Just give me...a l-little while. I'll b-be back up and about in no time." he muttered. As he laid there, he tossed the cuff keys across to Eliza, who quickly unlatched the other cuff still dangling from her right arm.
"...right. Where's Eagle? I assume he's still up top with Boombox?" asked Masterson, looking to the others.
"Nope. He got taken out too, I think. Fell off the train." stated Eliza, opening up the bag with her gear in it. Inside, both of her weapons and all her ammo. Wonderful. She started strapping everything on, starting with the revolver belt. Inserted into the slots on the belt, .45 Long Colt. The revolver itself came next, which she twirled and tossed about before slipping it into its holster. The rifle came next, a lever-action similar to the one Sarah had been shooting at them with. Except this one was much longer, and had numerous tally marks etched into the stock. She loaded it up, cycled the lever, and slung it onto her back.
"...fuck." muttered Masterson. Well, there went one deputy.
Eagle flinched as the raider shot him in the side. He quickly glanced over to his newfound opponent. "Shit." He was then struck down by Sarah. Emergency protocols kicked in to preserve his datacore while his now helpless body got tossed off the train and into the lap of Roadrash.
"What the fuck are you doing on my bike, tin man?!" he screams angrily.
Eagle didn't respond. Instead his eyes started to flash in a rainbow of colors. Suddenly NATO's emblem was shown in full color. Just below it was the text "Rebooting, stand by..."
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REBOOTING SYSTEM, PLEASE WAIT...
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EMERGENCY DATA PRESERVATION PROTOCOL ACTIVATED
LOAD ALL? [YES/NO]
[YES]
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LOADING NON-OFFICIAL SOFTWARE... DONE!
LOADING ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE... DONE!
LOADING COMBAT SYSTEMS... DONE!
LOADING EXTERNAL SYSTEM... DONE!
LOADING DATACORE... PLEASE WAIT...
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Loading, please wait...
System files - Check!
Databanks - Check!
Combat logs - Stand by...
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ERROR - FILE CORRUPTION DETECTED
Reconstructing combat logs...
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Insufficient data found! Please connect to NATO servers.
Scanning for connections...
EURCOM - Connection not found!
ASICOM - Connection not found!
AMECOM - Connection not found!
AFRCOM - Connection not found!
PACCOM - Connection not found!
ATLCOM - Connection not found!
LUNCOM - Connection not found!
ERROR! No NATO servers detected, this may be due to server maintenance, extreme weather condtions or electronic weaponry.
Please contact your nearest commanding officer for more information.
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Force combat log reconstruction? [YES/NO]
[YES]
Forcing combat log reconstruction, please wait...
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Log 01 - Found!
Log 01 integrity at 93%, load? [YES/NO]
[YES]
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LOG 01 - NATO RRAI UNIT #2779 - NATO EURCOM
5th JUNE, 2142
MINSK, BELARUS
1 day prior to shutdown.
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The sun was setting on the wartorn city of Minsk. Concrete buildings, antennas and military watchtowers all cast long shadows over the streets. It was time. In an instant loodlights were turned on at the hundreds
of military checkpoints located throughout the streets.
Moving through Minsk were hundreds of PAA soldiers. Patrols, convoys and security forces all mixed as the PAA slowly turned Minsk into a staging ground for their planned summer offensive on NATO.
In the skies above a single man-sized drone silently soared through the skies. Through a multitude of advanced optics, cameras and with the aid of a satellite the drone eyed the city below. But the city itself was of no interest, nor were the PAA forces or the battalion of airborne NATO assault infantry holding just outside the city limits.
No, the real interest of the drone was one small marker which appeared on its operator's screen all the way back in the United States.
The diamond-shaped marker blinked once every thirteenth second. Above it was a simple line of text: EAGLE UNIT.
"They're in position, sir." Said the drone operator as he momentarily looked up from his screen. An officer in military fatigues with the standardized NATO digital camouflage walked over. He took a sip from his cup of coffee and leaned in to look at the screen. "Tell the Eagles to move in. Knock out that comms center."
The operator nodded. He tapped on the touchpad next to his drone controls, bringing up a plethora of commands. After selecting the appropriate order the signal was given.
At the same time Yellow, Red, Blue, Green and White scoured through one of many abandoned apartment complexes. They said nothing, not because they were robots but rather because their programming didn't need nor allowed them to.
Yellow slowly moved over to a window and held his marksman rifle closely. Clear. He notified his squadmates. Red, the squad leader, forced the unit to stop. They had received their order. Slowly the robots moved through the complex untill they reached a door leading out to one of the many streets. On the other side was no building but a plaza. At the center was a statue of a long-since forgotten warhero. Around it were several military trucks covered by nets and tarps to mask their position as well as large cluster of antennas spread around the location.
A few soldiers guarded the plaza. It was near the heart of Minsk and surrounded by an army which made the PAA believe that it wasn't a possible target. They had been wrong- a mistake which had costed them ten good men as Eagle Unit ha dmoved to their target.
Aside from locating the comms center the robots had also placed explosive charges around some parts of the city. Once the assault begun they would detonated, forcing the enemy to mobilize into the wrong direction as the airborne assault force struck from behind like a dagger.
White marked all visibly armed soldiers carrying anything but sidearms alone. Blue and Green mobilized to cover the right flank. Yellow crouched behind a shot-up car while Red and White moved to the left.
All were in position. The only thing breaking the silence of the night were the footsteps of the soldiers and the humming of the diesel-powered generators.
Red gave the order. Yellow pulled his trigger. Several muffled shots connected with not just one or two but a total of eight targets. One of the targets had been a dog. Around the plaza other soldiers collapsed as subsonic rounds killed them instantly. Unaware of the danger the officers and communicatons personnel inside the trucks carried on.
Yellow moved up with his team. Red gave another order. Set the charges.
The team complied. Using their remaining explosive charges the robots planted the C-4X charges. NATO prototype. Maximum damage. After planting the charges the team retreated into the same building they had emerged from. Safe and secure inside a Soviet-era basement/shelter-hybrid Red gave the final signal to their operator. In the sky above the UAV relayed the signal and the response to it.
BOOM
With an absolutely deafening sound and devastating shockwave the charges were detonated. In an instant the trucks, antennas, soldiers and even the statue were completely vaporized. Charred metal, limbs and concrete was sent flying into the surrounding buildings and lodged themselves into walls, doors, windows and cars.
Before the PAA forces could even react to the massive explosion a series of smaller explosions echoed throughout the southern part of Minsk. Horns and sirens were sounded and soldiers were quickly mobilizing. Armored cars, APC's and other combat vehicles moved in to secure the perimeter. Unfortunately they had fallen for the trap.
Light airborne tanks and open-top jeeps carrying airborne NATO infantry raced into the northern perimeter and knocked out the defenses with relative ease. As bullets started flying it became clear that there was no longer any way to communicate. PAA forces encountering the NATO assault force quickly fired off a few flares before retreating into reinforced checkpoints. The damage had already been done however.
As the Battle for Minsk started Eagle Unit joined. Striking from the shadows they outflanked and outplayed any PAA forces unlucky enough to come get in their way.
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LOADING DATACORE... DONE!
ACTIVATING UNIT...
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Eagle came to life and immediately pulled out his knife at a non-existant oppoent. His damaged up robotic head turned towards Roadrash. "Oh, it's you." He climbed up on the back of the hoverbike. "Just give me a moment, yeah?" He patted down himself and turned his head, looking for his rifle. He looked at the train. Must've dropped it on the roof.
He then touched his head. Shit.
"Hey, have you seen my hat?"
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As the fighting died down Malin holstered her weapon. She eyed the other deputies to make sure that they were all unharmed. Looks like Jasper had been hit. She made her way past the deputies. She patted Mariuz on the shoulder. "Good shot." She then moved on to the reinforced car where all the civilians had taken refuge. Malin opened up the door and peeked inside.
"Everyone alright in here?"
Diplo lunged forward in an attempt to catch Eagle before he fell from the carriage, almost falling off himself, "Shit! No! No! No!" Diplo slid towards the edge, luckily latching onto a guardrail and seeing Eagle fall into Roadrash's lap, he let out a sigh of relief.
Diplo looked up just in time to watch the rest of the raiders being finished off by the rest of the squad and subsequently retreating, "Well, that takes care of that." He said smugly to himself, dusting his hands together. He made his way back into the train to join the others.
Mariuz watched the exchange between the marshall and the bandit, and grew worried about the wounded deputy who was laying on the ground. Masterson's green juice helped calm his worries and he went back to sitting in a passenger booth. He took out his rifle, ran a cleaning cloth through the barrel and double checked the feeding mechanisms. Finally made sure it was all reloaded before putting it slung across his back and he got up.
Masterson was tending to Jasper, and he didn't want to bother them so he went up to front of the train. He remembered seeing that RPG connect with the front, and boy did the damage look bad. The steel twisted and melted from the heat and pressure of the impact of the shaped charge. Luckily it held, but any more hits like that and they're fucked. He remembered he had his motorcycle and supplies in the back and quickly ran to get his welder.
Maybe I can do some good fixin' before anything else happens.
With its task completed the unit stared on at Jasper, making sure that he wouldn't keel over and die in the next few moments. Aegis gave it a solid ten seconds before he turned on his heel, removing his weapon from its holster as he slowly sat himself down. The stock pressed into a seat nearby, his literal iron grip on the energy gun meant that he was still technically on watch, but he was finished with his primary task for now.
As a result he faded back into the background, not exactly the talkative type unless conversation was made with it. Perhaps due to his programming, SWAT standing guard in a riot situation weren't exactly meant to be all that talkative.
Diplo entered the carriage to see Jasper on the ground, surrounded by a group of his fellow deputies. Diplo hung back from the crowd and stood on his tippy toes to get a better look, "Uhh.." He started, "Is he going to be okay..?"
"Oh wait!" Diplo had just remembered why he came into the carriage initially, "The cowboy robot! With the hat! Well he doesn't have the hat anymore... Anyway he fell off the bloody train! We need to check if he's okay!"
Jasper spoke up, when he heard Diplo ask about him. "I-I'll be fine. Just n-need rest." he said. A moment later, there was light 'tink' sound. One of the bullets that Jasper had been shot with had been pushed out of his body, and had rolled down to hit the floor of the passenger car.
Masterson spoke up a moment later. "He injected himself with regenerative serum. A pre-war compound developed for the GEHs. Basically, restores damaged portions of the body to their original condition. I carry a few syringes full of the stuff especially for him. At the moment, the serum is forcing his body to expell any foreign materials. Like those bullets." He looked over to Jasper. "The problem is that it works ONLY on GEHs. If a normal human injects themselves with it, it causes total organ failure."
Jasper gave them a thumbs-up, before finally staying still. Resting. Masterson looked back to Diplo as he spoke up yet again.
"Oh wait!" Diplo had just remembered why he came into the carriage initially, "The cowboy robot! With the hat! Well he doesn't have the hat anymore... Anyway he fell off the bloody train! We need to check if he's okay!"
Masterson shook his head. "If he fell off the train, he's probably miles back by now. We can't stop the train just to go get his body." he responded. In a better situation, they certainly could, but time was of the essence.
Eliza glanced over to the tall SWAT robot, who was now sitting back down in the seat he had been in before. "That was some nice shootin' up top, tin man. Cool shield thing too. What's your name?" she asked, walking over and propping against the seat in front of him as she looked him over.
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"Everyone alright in here?"
Adrian poked his head out from behind the door, with his assault rifle gripped tightly in his hands. "Is it over?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. It looked as though everyone that had been hearded into the armored car were alright. The raiders hadn't targeted that car specifically, so they were all sure to be fine. The question was if the train's engine was alright.
There were some old medical kits nearby, along with a few boxes of spare parts and random objects. Could be useful for healing and repairing things. After all, some of the party had been wounded during the battle.
Malin nodded. "The raiders retreated. Engine took a few hits but other than that the train is fine." She gestured at the medkits. "Would you mind if we borrowed these?"
Slade was about to tear the raider a new one for that hit, when the coward turned tail and ran.
'PUSSIES!" He yelled at them as they fled. Shaking a fist at their direction. "Can't do anything right, can ya?"
Satisfied with his yelling he turned around to head back inside, when he noticed Eagle being carried by Roadrash. "You ok there tinman?"
"Would you mind if we borrowed these?"
Adrian nodded rapidly. "Sure, go ahead. Use whatever you need!" he said, motioning to them.
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