Shadowman215

Warhammer 40,000 - Chasing Chaos

I just pissed off the psyker, money on it xD

Warhammer 40,000 - Chasing Chaos

James was leading the Sororitas Sister as she strode about, one of that nature and armament was bound to be a problem quickly after she saw the retinue enter the Museum.

As predicted, she entered the museum after them, unable to get the message out in time he simply followed her in his scope, waiting to fire. She was not part of the assigned retinue and was therefore a viable casualty in his eyes. However, as shit hit the fan inside the museum, James's mind diverted from the Sister and began picking off any statues he saw moving towards the retinue. Though he only took down one or two before the psyker did a number on the area. "Psyker how stupid are you? You no doubt just pissed off every tainted thing within the area. I do not have the ammo for this kind of prolonged combat." then he found the frequency the Sister was on and began to speak with the most commanding tone he could muster. "Sister of the Adeptus Sororitas, I am James Mathias Dyrdunn of the Officio Assassinorum, Temple Vindicare, you are firing on an Ordo Malleus Inquisitor of the Imperium and are ordered to stand down at once, failure to comply will result in your immediate execution. Do not test me, I never fail." He sound commanding, but as cold as ice as he spoke. He did not care what the Psyker or the Sister thought of him, all he needed for each was one shot anyway. Now he kept scanning the area, waiting for more statues, more daemons to purge. Also sometimes peeking at the Sister and Psyker, waiting for one of them to make another dumb decision that endangers the life of the entire retinue. Each moment felt like a few hours to him as he waited. Each corner seemed to hide a possible threat, his finger waited to squeeze the trigger and earn a few more kills for the night.

Tonight was a glorious night to purge.

Warhammer 40,000 - Chasing Chaos

I'm re-reading it and it does. I'll have a post up some time today thanks for influencing me to double check. @Lotta Pumpkins

GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.

I hope mine is good enough ;-; and error free.

GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.

Aihara watched as the Southern GEAR crawled to its death at his feet. His hatred for both of the larger nations apparent as he planted a foot on the torso of the GEAR, and crushed it, killing any inside. "Blood for blood you sick fucks. Noone spills innocent blood and lives to tell the fucking tale." Though he should have spared him, he wasn't entirely thinking at the moment. Then he saw the one sight he thought he'd never see, Blade's GEAR down, the hostile he engaged somehow..flew out of the area and fled the fight. "Cowardly basta-" then he heard, and saw Irry go down, her GEAR ruined as well. "Holy fuck Irry! Irry talk to me!" He sprinted over as Mike tore the poor bastard who hurt her a new one. Then hearing Mike's call for a sit-rep he spoke calmly into comms: "Mike I'm clear, seems like most of the threat is dead or fleeing, we should set up overwatch points and roll in some armor. We need to breach that warehouse." He jogged to the side of Prowler and sighed, his rifle still at the ready, but he was still worn. "Mike, how do you wanna do this? You me and Adrian are damn near all that's left in our GEARS." he saw the duel in the skies, but sighed again. He had no way of taking the transport out, but he knew what could. "Blade, think the Claw has any air support to spare for us?" He rolled the battle worn shoulders of Blitzkrieg as he scanned the city and then he saw it.

He saw Adrian's wreckage and just stood there...Not him too... he thought as he ran over shouting over comm-link. Hoping to get an answer. "Adrian! Hey answer me! C'mon man talk to me!" He sprinted over and knelt near him, setting his rifle aside as he checked the damage. "Holy fucking shit...Goddammit..." He didn't know if he was alive, but he made a call to the Claw anyway. "Claw this is Aihara! We need a medevac! Adrians down! Adrian c'mon buddy this ain't time for a nap get up!" He was almost certain the guy was dead, but like fuck if he was gonna take that lying down. He quickly slid Blitz into a dismount stance and exited the GEAR, sprinting to the wreckage to try and pull Adrian out of what was left. "Sonuva bitch where is the emergency latch...?!" He wasn't good with this type of thing, "FUCK!" He shouted, scrounging for something to pry the hatch open with. When he did find a piece of debris he could use, he crammed it in the narrow opening lining the hatch and tried with all his might to force it open. He had to get the guy out...He HAD to. There was no two-ways about it!

Warhammer 40,000 - Chasing Chaos

I dunno what I should post about..;=;

GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.

I'm sorry about that. I meant to do better, I really cannot explain how bad I feel for ruining the experience. I know I hate it when this happens, when you lose interest in something you really adore, but PC access is hard for me as of late and most of my lurking (including this ooc post) is on my phone.

GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.

Its a hard profession to get into anymore.

GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.

What are you majoring in if you don't mind me askin?

GEARS - Mecha Sci-fi with Anthro characters. RP in a detailed, story-driven world.

Aihara swore silently as he simply kept himself back, the hybrid sight on his rifle granting the zoom necessary to provide proper accuracy at the distance he was at. Each squeeze of the trigger was another three-round burst aimed toward an exposed joint of the enemy GEAR's, he didn't want these guys dead, only pacified. Maybe they had some intel the LDF could use. They weren't here for the tourist sites, so then they had a purpose, now the next question is what is the purpose they have. He called Blade on comm-link as he wondered over this. "Blade, what could the South want with the Northern Princess? They don't seem the type to draw attention to themselves with a hostage." They were isolationists after all, so why would they start such an incident over anyone person? It didn't seem right in his mind, not at all. So he kept his distance, fired concentrated bursts of fire to keep them away from him and hopefully take them down without too much collateral. He would get torn up at close range with their weaponry, considering anything that got near them went kaboom in seconds. So he decided he would stay farther back hoping it would be the safer tactic. He really had no idea how to handle this incident, so he hung back and kept assessing the three GEAR's, hoping to spot a weakness on the GEAR, or in their formation he could exploit.