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Post by Gunman543 on Jul 21, 2008 15:21:37 GMT -5
Andy Rameraz looked around the platform at another one of the obscure Darkwatch outposts.The usual stuff was going on.The planning of the official push into Arizona,Engineers running about,trading plans and ideas, and the defenses being constantly watched.The train that stood behind him was an unusual train,for it was custom built by the Darkwatch.
It was heavily armored,had several Gatling Turrets for defensive purposes,and had plenty of room for a Batallion of Darkwatch troops.Today,however,it would only carry one squadren.The Dark Gaurd,sent to deal with Lazarus Malkoth,the Lord Vampire,once and for all.The train would be their mobile HQ.There was already a Darkwatch Citaldel in the center of Arizona,but that wasnt what concerned Andy.
It was that marks of Lazarus's taint had already sprung up across Arizona already.Darkwatch and Lazarus's forces clashed openly across Arizona.The US goverment had already been quietly informed,and Arizona cordoned off,until the Darkwatch prevailed.they would have to travel across open warfields to reach their destination.Andy waited for his new squad to arrive.He was still missing a heavy weapons guy,but all other places had been filled.
(OOC:Once everyone has posted,ill move the story forward,ill also use visuals when neccesary)
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Post by Reaper on Jul 21, 2008 15:49:10 GMT -5
Andreya walked threw the halls her eyes scanning her surroundings. It was normal for her to travel a lot even on those times her illness had gotten the better of her. As for now she had a job to do, and no matter how much it hurt at times she needed to keep focused. Sighing a bit as she moved toward the train, her mind occasionally drifting back to the scare that laid across her back. Shaking her head as she came to a stop beside the train. Looking around she found one of the men who she knew to be in charge of their little group. Walking up to him she nodded her head. "Sir I am Andreya. I was sent from the Vatican in Rome to assist you in your work," she spoke lightly with each work spoke with it's proper emphasis.
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Post by Mikey on Jul 21, 2008 15:56:56 GMT -5
Red sat on a bench of the car, doing what he did. Being quiet and intimidating. At least, he was usually intimidating. He was quite sure that no one was afraid of him here. Not these people, who had seen things most normal people wouldnt even have nightmares of.
He noticed a woman in a proper dress walking around, and wondered who she was. She couldnt be part of Darkwatch, and certainly not an agent. Not dressed like that. Then again, he was pretty sure that no one would think he was an agent either. He wondered. Were they Dark Guards too?
He had noticed quite a few people not wearing the leather suits made for Darkwatch agents. Where they connected? Probably. He certainly couldnt ask, though. Instead, he decided it would be good to sit on his bench and wait for them to get to their destination.
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Post by Eric "X" Snyder on Jul 26, 2008 21:56:51 GMT -5
"Where the H#ll is the Gatling Gun I asked for?" Jesse screamed halting the nearest soldier.
"You..Gatling Guns?"
"What about them?"
"Where are they?"
The soldier looked around; then pointed to the train.
"They're being loaded, sir," the soldier replied, before scurrying off.
Jesse looked at the train, and, with his attention distracted, the soldier took off. Jesse was about to call out to him, but decided against it.
"Noobs," Jesse sighed, "have no respect."
After standing there looking for something to do, Jesse noted a group of soldiers having difficulty lifting a turret onto the train.
"F**king useless pieces of sh!t," Jesse muttered before pushing them out of the way and grabbing the rope.
"Put your backs into it, p#ssies!" Jesse yelled, pulling the rope. After a few pulls, the turret was in place. He turned around to gloat and realized the workers had run off to the next task.
"F**k this," Jesse hissed, pulling out a hand-rolled cigarette and lighting it up.
If he wasn't going to get any recognition for helping, he just wasn't going to help. Instead, he pulled himself up onto one of the flatbed cars and sat on the edge, puffing at his cigarette.
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Post by Gunman543 on Jul 27, 2008 21:15:13 GMT -5
(OOC:Brucey can be just assumed hes on the train,im rolling the story forward)
Andy looked down at the girl and nodded.Looks are decieving,especially in the Darkwatch.
"Well Andreya,Im glad your coming along,and we will have to send the Vatican our best regards for sending a Priestess.Well,come along to the personall section.By the way,Im Andy Rameraz."Making his way to the personall area,he looked at the others.
"Welcome to the Dark Gaurd lady and gentlemen.This train will be taking us to our first stop.The most remote outpost along the Arizona Territory line.We will be stopping their to re fuel the train and,if needed,reload on ammo.I am Andy Rameraz,and ive been assigned to lead the mission.The mission is two fold.PArt one is to assist the Darkwatch in breaking Lazarus's power in the west.The second part is Lazarus himself.We are being sent to kill Lazarus Malkoth himself.Any questions?"
A runner came towards the train and said something to Andy,who then turned to the assembled group."Weve got a problem.The outpost has been overrun,so we will have to fight our way to the fuel,refuel,and fight our way out.Make sure your weapons are ready,undead Ryders have been reported running the rails.Be ready,Reapers and Gunman will probably be trying to board our train,so were gonna have action as soon as we pass the US blockades.
Going to a booth,he sat down and cleaned and maintaned his shotgun,while the train slowly left the outpost and picked up speed,making its way towards the ruined outpost.
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Post by Reaper on Jul 28, 2008 11:37:14 GMT -5
Andreya nodded slightly as she moved over to a seat. She pulled out her prayer beads and started running her fingers over them. A small prayer playing threw her mind as the train took off. As she finished her small prayer a sharp pain coursed threw her back, causing her to grip her beads tightly. She hung her head as she held her eyes closed tightly, and she bit her lip. All she could do was wait for the pain to stop as it always had in the past. It was bad to have a curse placed upon ones self, and it was even worse to have this curse and to be a priestess. Needless to say the pain was always constant, but mostly during her prayers. It's God's trial. Only pain can make one stronger, the words coursing threw her head. Each time she suffered for it, and each time she was told the same thing. Never-the-less, she decided to continue on with her choice in life.
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Post by Mikey on Jul 28, 2008 15:26:56 GMT -5
Finally, the train started moving. Red was happy. That meant he was a bit closer and getting closer still to some target practice. He was itching to get some killing done.
He was tired of sitting in his seat. He wanted to get up and move, go do something. But what? What was there to do on a train with a bunch of people who either didnt much care for him or were the same thing as he was. An outcast. That was how he saw all of the Dark Guard. Outcasts from the normal Darkwatch agents, as normal as they could be anyway.
Plus, any kind of conversation was out of the question.
But still, sitting here was making him antsy. He stood and walked around the train. There were two women and two other men here that wernt dressed in the usual Darkwatch uniform. It was safe to say that they were fellow Dark Guard's.
He walked toward someone, the man known as Jesse, and held up his hand as a greeting.
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Post by Eric "X" Snyder on Jul 28, 2008 22:01:45 GMT -5
"You gotta be kidding me," Jesse sighed, cleaning his rifle. "Those p#ssies couldn't even hold off a couple gunman. They weren't even near the frontlines."
Jesse sighed again and slung the rifle on his back before taking a drink out of his flask of whiskey. Lately, Lazarus's ghouls had been pushing deeper into Darkwatch territory. Usually, they weren't so bold. They had something up their sleeves, something big.
"Well, I guess we'll have to go save their @sses then." Jesse laid down on the flat bed and looked up at the sky. A friend of his was at that outpost, hopefully he had made it into hiding before the dead got to him.
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Post by Gunman543 on Jul 28, 2008 22:18:43 GMT -5
The train rumbled along steadily as they neared the blockades.The soliders immediatly removed the blocks on the tracks,and the Darkwatch train immediatly passed,without even slowing down.As Andy stood up,several loud gunshots and thuds were heard.The thuds came from near the back of the train,and sounded like Reapers.Andy pumped his shotgun and waved at Jesse.
"You,get to the roof and take out the Ryders with the carbine.Andreya,follow me."He then motioned to Red."Make sure that the conductor is doing ok.He has been issued a Redeemer,but i want to make sure.Besides,its tight wheres he is working,perfect for you close combat abilities.You wont have to worry about anything other than Reapers.Ryders will shoot back,so take cover if you have to.Andreya,im not expecting Gunmen to have borded yet,their not that fast,but be ready.Youve got your orders,Move out."Andy pumped his shotgun and started towards the back.Immediatly a Reaper jumped on the open passage between cars.Without missing a beat,Andy blew it apart with a close shotgun blast and kept moving.
(OOC:ill put in caps where the conductor or other NPCs speak) "YOU WANT SOME,COME AND GET IT!"The conductor fired off several rounds from the Redeemer in his hands,blowing another Reaper clear from the door.He hoped that the Dark Gaurd would send someone soon,because his ammo was running low.
(OOC:In red is enemy actions) The Ryders kept pace with the train,firing off shots from their revolvers,trying to damage the armored War train.Four horses dragging a platform in the center was slowly catching up with the train.On the platform,it wasnt visible to the naked eye yet.
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Post by Mikey on Jul 28, 2008 22:49:10 GMT -5
Red listened to his orders and took off running as soon as he was done being adressed. He ran from car to car, the Warmaker pistols held in his hands.
As he got to the car connected with the engine, he saw the Reapers. They held large knives in their hands, and moved with surprising speed and agility for a walking bag of bone. But, he was bigger, stronger, and faster than they were. And armed with only knives, they had no chance.
There were several in front of him, and they all turned at the sound of his heavy footsteps. Without hesitation, they ran at him. He aimed the guns, but didnt fire. He didnt want to hit the conductor of the train.
When the first came in range and swung at him, he used the left gun to block the slash, and the right to swing and decapitate the demon. The second came in high, and Red stabbed it through the chest and stomach with the points. With a quick motion, he tossed it out the window.
The second one skimmed him accross the back of the neck with its knife, and he took offense to that. He slammed the blades into each side of the car, sticking them to a set of seats that sat across from one another. He grabbed the boney creature behind the back and in front of the neck. He slammed its body against his own chest and slammed foreward with his other arm. The backbone snapped like a twig.
He breathed in and saw that the car was empty. For now. Recovering his guns, he went forward and into the conductor's compartment. With a quick nod, he turned back around and waitind for more reapers to try and pull that sh*t again.
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Post by Eric "X" Snyder on Jul 29, 2008 10:27:52 GMT -5
Jesse nodded and grabbed his rifle from his back. Agily jumping from roof to roof of the cars he eventually made it to the highest car in the train row. Quickly lying down to minimize the target that was himself, he began lining up a shot with one of the riders.
"Gotcha!" Jesse laughed as the first Ryder fell to the ground, his head blown into fragments.
Jesse quickly cocked his rifle again and switched to the next target. Another shot, and another hit.
"Jesus, I thought this was gonna be tough!" Jesse chuckled, cocking the rifle again to take another Ryder down.
As he was finding another target, Jesse spotted a couple riders dragging a platform in the distance.
"Aw, sh!t," Jesse hissed. The chances were, that platform had a pretty big gun on it, and they weren't in firing distance yet.
He debated whether or not to go get the others, but decided that would just be wasting time. Instead, he continued picking off Ryders, waiting until the escort was close enough.
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Post by Reaper on Jul 30, 2008 18:58:04 GMT -5
Andreya followed Andy threw the train as he had instructed. She held her Scepter tightly in her hands, as her redeemer hung loosely at her side. She had a lot more to lose . . . or rather the group did if she wasn't watching herself. She had to be careful so that if one of them was hurt she could tend to them. If she got hurt then tending to them would be a task in itself. She kept close to Andy, though with a step she heard a heaver step. Without even double checking she raised her Scepter, and pivoted on her left foot. Brining the blade of her weapon in contact with the reaper's chest. Causing it to stumble back as she lowered her Scepter and raised her redeemer. One shot to the head, and the creature fell. Sheathing her redeemer she turned to catch back up to Andy.
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Post by Gunman543 on Jul 30, 2008 19:35:45 GMT -5
Andy chuckled when he heard Andreya smash the Reaper.
"Heh,thank god you can defend yourself.Last couple of priests couldnt fight at all.Oh....GET DOWN NOW!"Andy pulled her behind cover as Gunmen fired,slamming the booth they took cover behind.Several footsteps announced Reapers behind the two as well."Alright,Andreya take care of the reapers.Ill deal with the gunman."Rolling forward,he landed behind another seat,and a fire fight ensued,which ended with Andy victorious.He was about to turn when more gunmen entered and opened fire.Ducking,he resumed the fire fight.
Andreya: The reapers were stuck at a doorway,only letting one or two at a time through,and her side having plenty of space for swinging the scepter.A banshees laughter could be heard behind the door,annnouncing at least one.
Jesse: As the platform got closer,a loud crunch echoed behind him,and a second platform,having gone unnoticed,delievered an Oozer.The other platform had roughly 8 gunman on it,being used as boarding parties.
Red: "THANKS MAN,ILL KEEP THE TRAIN MOVING." Another bunch of reapers charged at Red,and behind them,two banshees laughed and shot sonic energy balls at Red,then swooped in for the kill.
NOTE:Banshee and Oozer ranged attacks can be shot out of mid air
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Post by Eric "X" Snyder on Jul 30, 2008 23:05:45 GMT -5
Jesse watched the boarding party come closer.
"Thank god," Jesse sighed, aiming at one of the gunman. "Last time I saw a platform, it was carrying a cannon."
As he was lining up his aim, Jesse heard a loud crunching coming from behind him. Jesse rolled onto his back and looked to see a strange blob-like creature.
"God d@mmit," Jesse muttered, setting his rifle aside. Pushing up with his hands, Jesse landed on his feet and pulled out his Redeemer. Quickly hammering the hammer on his Redeemer, Jesse turned the pistol into a machinegun-esque weapon.
Even after unloading a clip (and dodging a blob of acid spit out by the Ooze) Jesse retreated back to his rifle and grabbed it, slinging it onto his back. He then jumped from the car he was on to the next one.
"Need some explosives!" Jesse exclaimed, reloading his redeemer. Not a moment after reloading, Jesse swung the pistol to his right and fired, catching a Ryder about to fire at him in the head. He then unloaded another clip at the loading party (which only had four gunman on it, the other four already having been boarded.)
"Jesus Christ," Jesse muttered. "If this is only the beginning, we're gonna be in for one h#ll of a ride."
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Post by Mikey on Jul 31, 2008 4:15:08 GMT -5
A small smile crossed Red's lips as he walked foreward. The reapers also seemed to be taking their time. Thats when he saw the banshees. The let out their laughs and fired several energy balls at him.
He raised the Warmakers and fired wildly. If he had stopped to aim, the result would have been worse. If he simply unloaded the guns in a quick fashion, that put plenty of lead in the air and made it more likley that he would hit something. In all the rounds he fired, he hit several reapers and one of the banshees by sheer luck, but killed none of them.
One of the energy balls dissapered in a flash of light, but the other kept coming. It hit Red in the chest and knocked him back several steps. He fell to his hands and knees and gasped for breath. Looking up, he saw the reapers coming in, the banshees following. His guns were still in his hands, but one was empty and the other had maybe two rounds. All he had were the blades.
"Good." He thought.
He closed his eyes for a moment and counjured something inside of him. He seemed to glow red, and he let out a roar that sounded like that of a bear. He pushed up with his hands quickly and planted his feetn underneath him. He gripped the pistols tighter, and waited a second more. When he saw feet ahead of him, maybe 3 feet away, he sprung.
He cleard the distance to the first reaper easily and brought the blades down in an axe motion. It cleaved the monsters arms off at the shoulder. A quick elbow smashed the creatures head in. The next slashed at Red with one of the large cleavers it held. Red blocked it with the curved blade of the right Warmaker and shoved the left one's blade clean through its skull. With the reaper still attached to the gun, he aimed and fired twice, killing the third reaper.
He shook the dead reaper from his gun and killed another reaper who came at him, seperating it into four pieces with a downward cross slash. After that, he looked at the banshees as they floated toward him, and he ran to meet them.
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