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Post by JazzBuddah on Nov 18, 2008 16:34:23 GMT -5
The Washington Arms was once the most articulate of all the hotels in Washington DC. it's 5 floors high and quite large. During the outbreak, the building was abandoned. Nothing here but beds, food, a ghouls.
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Amphibian
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Post by Amphibian on Jan 30, 2012 9:07:53 GMT -5
::Day One:: "This is the farthest we get you, Ice. From this point forward, we do not know you, nor are you an ally of the United States Military. You have your orders." Jameson said as the Helicopter hovered above the roof Washington Arms Hotel. Ice nodded before disembarking the Helicopter. Bending his knees before hitting the pavement of the roof, that would absorb the shock of jumping. Completing the movement with a roll, Ice was ready to begin his mission. Ice was tasked with a mission in Washington DC, that was commissioned by the President. He was to make sure that a Tricell Helicopter did not make it through the city. Why the President would want a Tricell VIP dead was beyond him, nor did he care. It was his job, and he planned on following it through to the end. The United States Military did give him something to test out while he was on the mission too. It was a new type of armor, it was supposed to make the wearer fast and stronger. This armor is a Variant of Tricell's Demon Dog Armor. Ice liked the feel of the armor, and was ready to test it. There are three modes, strength, speed and stealth. First, he wanted to test strength. That's when the armor changed from the regular black, to black with red accents. He took of running for the door, and slammed into the wall. With his back completely pressed against the wall, Ice began a tactical breach method. Unsheathing his Tactical Tomahawk, he was ready. In one flawless motion, Ice moved off the wall, and kicked the door. The shear strength of the kick, sent the door flying down the stairs.
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