Author Topic: Forward Unto Dawn // First Contact  (Read 18062 times)

I pick up Chyler, Your not dying from that thing." I run toward the armory, shouting, "Get armor," and, "Get ammo, we are taking our place back!" I run into the armory, "Okay, we need to get to the communication tower after we stock up."

I grab a rifle, sniper, and I put on state-of-the-art armor.

I pick up Chyler, Your not dying from that thing." I run toward the armory, shouting, "Get armor," and, "Get ammo, we are taking our place back!" I run into the armory, "Okay, we need to get to the communication tower after we stock up."

I grab a rifle, sniper, and I put on state-of-the-art armor.
NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE
It's the normal motherloving locker room in our dorm. Why pick someone up who fell? What comms tower? What rifle? What sniper? What state of the art armor?

NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE NOPE
It's the normal motherloving locker room in our dorm. Why pick someone up who fell? What comms tower? What rifle? What sniper? What state of the art armor?
Armory.

Sorry.

hey im in the armory alright cool

I catch the shotgun that Chy tosses me.
"No armor. Dammit. Now what. I refuse to get killed by a bunch of things that I can't even see."

I run down the hallway, occasionally glancing over my shoulder. As I look behind me, I smack into the wall adjacent to the armory door. I fall backward onto glass and begin to bleed as it pierces my back.

 I watch in horror as Arin runs straight into a wall. I run over to pick him up, and I examine is back, "stuff." I turn to Chylers attention, "Were are the medkits?"

"Were are the medkits?"
"Were are"
"Were"
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUGH

I burst into the locker room, breathing heavily. I grab a M6D Handgun and follow the rest.





holy stuff don't get pissed because i got confused jesus
« Last Edit: November 17, 2012, 10:41:58 AM by Ragequit »

for the last motherloving time
just because i referred to it as an armory doesnt mean it is one
its the locker room



A ball of blue energy streams down the hallway, landing next to Franc's head. She is showered with molten metal as the plasma begins to melt through the wall. Chy screams, running to her locker, quickly putting in the 4-digit code. Using her skills as the quickest one to load up, she grabs her armor pieces and her assault rifle, loading it with live rounds. "Get inside the loving locker room, Phalanx!"


I drag Gillian to the locker room, pistol in hand.
« Last Edit: November 17, 2012, 09:29:42 PM by Ragequit »


I follow Chy's actions.