Ultima_Dragoon
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« Reply #30 on: 23 September, 2007, 08:13:57 pm » |
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"Sounds good to me."
I have no idea who this guy is, but he seems reliable...
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White Glint
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« Reply #31 on: 23 September, 2007, 08:26:44 pm » |
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I woke up in the middle of a small room. It seemed to be perfectly cubed at 10 feet in every direction.
The only abnormalities with it's shape were a speaker in the top right corner and a window taking up about half of the wall in front of me. All I could see in the window was some lights shining on some computer consoles and the shadow of a man, presumably my abductor.
"Ahh, I see you have awakened.' The speaker announced. 'This room you are now in is a simulator of some sort. It will throw you into a predetermined situation, many different variables like wind and time of day make it as realistic as real life. If not more. What happens to you in the simulation happens in real life. You die there, you die here. I need to make sure your body hasn't lost any of it's abilities in your seclusion in the artic. Any last words before you are put to the test?"
"Yeah... **** you!"
Very well... let the simulation commence."
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Gametag: Bakto Cannon
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Hawk_v3
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« Reply #32 on: 24 September, 2007, 09:27:38 am » |
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I'm known as Hawk.
Not my real name, but I'm called it often enough to reply.
Army base first thing then.
Oh, and there's some food and drink in the backpack next to you.
*climbs and turns, heading towards an army base on the other side of some hills*
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White Glint
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« Reply #33 on: 26 September, 2007, 09:00:45 pm » |
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A forest. A dense forest that looked as if it was from mid British Columbia. I felt at peace staring towards the sun through the thick foliage above.
My peace, however was short lived when a low groaning was heard behind me. Out of instinct I whipped around and broke it's neck. A zombie. This simulatoin isn't so tough, I thought.
(Tired of typing but this is going somewhere, I promise.)
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Gametag: Bakto Cannon
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Hawk_v3
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« Reply #34 on: 27 September, 2007, 10:59:12 am » |
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( I would try and progress it. But no-one else seems to post here.)
*lands copter at airbase*
*jumps out*
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Ultima_Dragoon
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« Reply #35 on: 01 October, 2007, 03:51:21 pm » |
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*wakes up*
"It feels like I was asleep for a week!"
*scratches head*
*jumps out, follows 'Hawk, while checking my rifle*
I don't know what we're doing, or going to do, but it's better than nothing, that for sure...
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Hawk_v3
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« Reply #36 on: 02 October, 2007, 04:27:08 am » |
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"Ironically, you were.
Just kidding.
Now, this is an airbase, so let's find the armoury, get some things that go boom, and nick a helicopter gunship."
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Hawk_v3
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« Reply #38 on: 03 October, 2007, 11:06:53 am » |
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*arrives at armoury, flicks through inventory lists*
Nice,
Nice,
Good god, they have some!
So, Apache Gunship with Rattlesnake AGMs and the rocket pods, it is then.
You wanna pick anything up? Or wait for the next stop, the army base.
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Ultima_Dragoon
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« Reply #39 on: 03 October, 2007, 04:11:24 pm » |
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*graps a small box of PSG1 bullets*
Hm... that's all I need, and I already have enough already. You can never be to careful though, I guess.
So... let's go.
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Masterman
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« Reply #40 on: 03 October, 2007, 08:01:33 pm » |
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*wakes up with sawed-off shotgun in hands* *makes a loud explosion for no reason with flash bomb, that fell out of pocket* unngh......oh man.....*wipes eyes and limps north*
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Hawk_v3
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« Reply #41 on: 04 October, 2007, 10:49:14 am » |
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Right, let's go then.
*climbs into Apache, starts engines, runs weapons systems check*
All fine.
*puts helmet on*
Ready to go?
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Hawk_v3
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« Reply #43 on: 05 October, 2007, 08:45:54 am » |
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*takes off, performs some spins and turns, then scoots off towards an army base*
(Masterman, my headset radio is near you with the frequency to contact the helicopter.)
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Hawk_v3
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« Reply #44 on: 08 October, 2007, 09:09:25 am » |
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Uh-oh.
Heads up, Leon.
The thermal camera is picking up people.
Due to the fact that they are milling around aimlessly, I think they might be...
...some of Them.
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