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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 19:59:51
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Tzeentch Aspiring Sorcerer Riding a Disc
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(Dez, Gaz Rachel)
You enter through the massive blast doors of the Primary Gate, the darkness of the Lazarus Facility swallowing you whole as you enter. Your helmet lights snap on, and the sterile white of the facility reflects harshly back to your eyes. A great lobby greets you, a collection of reference desks and lifts align the walls, and a malfunctioning hologram of a scientist repeats his greeting again and again. One of the lifts appears to have had it's doors forced open, and a dismembered corpse lies within. As you continue to scan the lobby, the great doors of the Primary Gate begin to rumble shut, and with a sound like eternity, they slam shut. Before you can contemplate on your situation, a figure stumbles from the darkness. A man wearing the uniform of a UN sniper, and laden with medical supplies.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 20:08:26
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Devastating Dark Reaper
Purgatory
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I walk toward the upturned tank and approach the downed knowing they are easy prey.
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So I was sitting and it was like W-A-R-G-! Oh yes.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 20:12:09
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Tzeentch Aspiring Sorcerer Riding a Disc
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(Howler)
The weak things have departed before you could reach them, but their scent lingers strong in the air. You sniff the ground, following the scent all the way to the closed doors of the Primary Gate. Three of them, and two of them are wounded.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 20:12:38
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Devastating Dark Reaper
Purgatory
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I let out a howl.
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So I was sitting and it was like W-A-R-G-! Oh yes.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 20:13:56
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Unhealthy Competition With Other Legions
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"Hold your fire! I'd hate to get my head blown off looking for you guys. My name is James, I was part of a squad of reinforcements sent to aid you guys." I turn my gaze back to the medical bay. "Reinforcements...What a joke, They overwhelmed our team in minutes, I barely made it out. I have some medical equipment are any of you in need of an operation? I'm not the medic of the team but I've got some experience, enough to patch some of you up anyway."
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This message was edited 2 times. Last update was at 2011/02/01 20:17:14
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 20:14:50
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Tzeentch Aspiring Sorcerer Riding a Disc
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(Howler)
You let out a howl, and the air seems to quiver with the sound. Within minutes, more howls go up in response, and a group of six more howlers trot across the snow to the front of the Primary Gate, eager for the blood you've promised.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 20:48:14
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Fireknife Shas'el
Banging my head against the wall cos I made a typo while hacking the Matrix
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I whisper to Gaz and Rachel,
"Do you think we can trust him?"
Before, I ask the trooper,
"What's your service tag soldier?"
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 21:21:50
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Unhealthy Competition With Other Legions
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I glance at the tag from the uniform and reads it to him "Look, this place is a blood bath, we need to find a safe position now, unless you want to join them in the after life I've got a few medical supplies, feel free to use them."
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This message was edited 2 times. Last update was at 2011/02/01 21:44:34
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 21:35:57
Subject: Re:Lazarus RP
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Aspirant Tech-Adept
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"Could you patch me up like now?"
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 21:41:17
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Unhealthy Competition With Other Legions
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"Yeah, I could try, you are in need of serous medical help sorta outside my abilities but I could give it a shot. Lie down on the table back in the medical room, I just came from there and it all seems clear."
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 21:50:04
Subject: Re:Lazarus RP
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Aspirant Tech-Adept
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"Dez,Rachel can you cover us while im out I trust this guy I don't know about you two."
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 21:52:04
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Unhealthy Competition With Other Legions
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"Well, ready when you are."
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 21:54:22
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Tzeentch Aspiring Sorcerer Riding a Disc
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(James)
You open up the medpack, and pull out a set of stitches, and get to work, using the laser scalpel to cauterize his wounds.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 21:56:19
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Unhealthy Competition With Other Legions
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 21:59:33
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Tzeentch Aspiring Sorcerer Riding a Disc
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After fumbling with the scalpel a bit, you manage to patch Gaz up, however, you leave a scar he won't soon forget. Rachel looks at you warily, as if she doesn't quite trust you.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 22:03:30
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Unhealthy Competition With Other Legions
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"Well that went considerable well, all things considered sorry about the scar." I move from the operating table and give Gaz a hand up, I go back out into the hall, trying to rid myself from Rachel's uncomfortable glare.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 22:03:50
Subject: Re:Lazarus RP
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Aspirant Tech-Adept
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"Well that doesn't look to good?
ahh well it will be fine in a few daays
you are trust a lot by me now."
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 22:06:02
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Tzeentch Aspiring Sorcerer Riding a Disc
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(Uh, Gaz? Proper grammar.)
As you are lifted from the table by James, you can hear a horrific howl coming from, well, everywhere. You know that sound well, and it chills your blood.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 22:09:10
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Unhealthy Competition With Other Legions
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"gak! Get to a vantage point, keep them away from me and I'll cover you in range with my sniper. I'm no ones dinner." He growled.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 22:26:33
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Tzeentch Aspiring Sorcerer Riding a Disc
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You scramble an overturned table and aim your rifle at the door. The howling continues, and you can hear skittering in the vents above... Rachel fires into the vents with her assault rifle, spraying the grate with bullets. You can hear the howls waver in pitch, as if they are speaking to one another.
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This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2011/02/01 22:28:41
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 22:28:53
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Unhealthy Competition With Other Legions
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I start firing into the vent at the skittering sounds, piercing any area emitting noise.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 22:31:22
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Tzeentch Aspiring Sorcerer Riding a Disc
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You can hear the howlers running about in the vents, one shrieking as one of your rounds hits it's mark. Behind you, you can hear a grate bursting, you whip around, and a howler inflates it's grossly deformed lungs and howls.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 22:31:54
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Unhealthy Competition With Other Legions
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This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2011/02/01 22:33:03
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 22:31:58
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Tzeentch Aspiring Sorcerer Riding a Disc
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(Gaz, post!) Your head is filled with a horrible ringing sound, as the howler leaps the distance and lands on your chest. Rachel stops firing, and you can hear her weapon clatter to the floor. "Oh my god, Nick?"
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This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2011/02/01 22:33:26
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 22:35:28
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Unhealthy Competition With Other Legions
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"SCREW NICK! THIS ISN'T NICK!" He screamed slashing into the howlers head with his combat knife. Never being so glad he had a helmet to guard his face from the dripping puss on the creature.
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This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2011/02/01 22:36:37
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 22:41:01
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Tzeentch Aspiring Sorcerer Riding a Disc
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You stab at the creature, lodging your knife in one it's eyes, it responds by clamping it's jaws around the offending member, and it pulls. 1-12
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This message was edited 1 time. Last update was at 2011/02/01 22:44:38
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 22:45:36
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Unhealthy Competition With Other Legions
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 22:48:03
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Tzeentch Aspiring Sorcerer Riding a Disc
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With a meaty rip, the howler severs your hand, spraying it's deformed face with your blood. Rachel is moving again, and hacks of the howler's head with your power saw, coating both of you in gore. She pulls you out of the room, even as two more howlers burst from the vents.
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 22:48:29
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Unhealthy Competition With Other Legions
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![[Post New]](/s/i/i.gif) 2011/02/01 22:51:41
Subject: Lazarus RP
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Tzeentch Aspiring Sorcerer Riding a Disc
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You manage to stay awake, and Rachel pulls you out of the room, slamming the transparent doors shut. With horror, you can see that the howler that she decapitated is still moving it's neck back and forth, as if searching for you. "Oh god, oh god, oh god..." She uses the scalpel to cauterize the wound, "That'll have to do for now. Oh god, no!" You follow her gaze, and can see the howlers leaping back into the vents, and racing along the grating.
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