Night 2
As the crew proceeded to their night-time stations, their minds were full of memories from the previous day. The
GF marines and bounty hunters were pleased that they were one step closer to their mission of ridding the
GFS Olympus of hostiles like the followers the Dark Hunter. The
IDFH warriors were in good spirits as well… though they couldn’t get this mysterious Phazon substance out of their minds. The radioactive glowing blue stuff was capable of bestowing incredible power on those who wielded it, but could also have terrible side effects. And again, tonight, there were some who wandered the deck.
One such wanderer was
Rundas, the
bounty hunter.
He was confident in his abilities as a hunter- especially his super-cool ice powers- but also smart enough to keep a plan of safe action. Rundas believed he would be safest if he was on the move. As he proceeded down a corridor, he heard the very distinct sound of heels striking the metal deck behind him.
Quickly he tried to spin around, but he was stopped by two delicate arms thrown over his shoulders.
“Easy there. No need to be cold with me, hunter.”
Slowly the arms turned him around and brought him face to face with his captor. She had beautiful
red eyes, and although Rundas did not recognize her face in the darkness, he felt that it was familiar; as if he had seen that face in a picture somewhere. The bounty hunter was quickly entranced.
“Now just relax and feel the warmth of my touch.”
She kissed Rundas, and he felt a tingling sensation where her lips touched his face. She was not just warm; heat spread from her lips to his whole body, beginning to melt the icy armor he was encased in. The magnitude of the heat increased until she was
burning hot to the touch, and at this point Rundas realized he was in danger and tore himself away.
He didn’t get far. Furious, his attacker launched twin
fireballs at him, and he roared in agony as the flames scorched his skin, used to sub-zero temperatures. With a final blast of flame, Rundas was knocked to the ground. As he burned to death, his last sight would be that mysterious, entrancing face.
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Commander Shepard stood alone in the darkness. She had decided that the corrupted hunters would most likely revisit areas they had previously been to. Believing she was more than a match for either of them with her superior combat skills, she had ventured into the wrecked Medical Bay area, which had been plunged into darkness since it lost power during the attack.
Shepard was at a
disadvantage, though, for she didn’t have exceptional night vision, nor did she have a weapon that blended in with the darkness.
The
Dark Hunter did.
The Commander was caught completely unaware and blasted off her feet by a missile composed of
dark energy. As she got back up, gun at the ready, she saw the armor suit of the Dark Hunter, glowing blue as she menacingly approached Shepard.
Shepard fired at her target, but the heavy armor-piercing bullets just bounced off this special armor. The Dark Hunter picked Shepard up with one hand and flung her to the side, where she crashed into a medical table.
The Dark Hunter concentrated and charged up one final blast of dark energy in her arm cannon, unbeknownst to Shepard. When the Commander sprung up, ready for a counterattack, the attack struck her right in the chest, destroying the rest of her life force. The Dark Hunter left, satisfied.
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Tonight, the
Hunter headed into the Mess Hall. Inside was a lone
GF Trooper; apparently he had got up for a midnight snack.
The
missile she fired missed narrowly and struck the table he was sitting at, blowing it to bits and launching him against the far wall. The trooper was quick to get up, though, and had his machine gun trained on the fast-moving Hunter almost immediately.
The Hunter began firing blasts of light energy at the Trooper, who somehow managed to dive, roll, and do whatever was necessary to dodge these attacks. As soon as he saw an opening, the GF Trooper returned fire.
Several blasts of Phazon struck the Hunter’s armor, draining at her energy. She was surprised for a moment; then she understood. This was not just any Trooper. The Hunter was dealing with an elite, a
GF PED Marine. The Phazon Enhancement Device on his back allowed him to fire ammunition charged with deadly Phazon.
However, the Hunter was not fazed. She took more care in dodging the Marine’s attacks, and charged a beam of concentrated
light energy in her arm cannon. Finally seeing her chance, she jumped in the air and fired the beam, which traveled extremely fast and struck the Marine, simultaneously blinding and incinerating him.
The Hunter left his charred corpse in the stew pot, boiling for tomorrow’s breakfast.
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A small yellow creature with glowing
blue eyes scampered through the air duct system, seemingly randomly. However, as it passed one exit, its ears perked up and it stopped. Looking through the metal grating in the ceiling, it saw its target
below.
Noxus, the Vozon bounty hunter, lay sleeping in bed. Like Rundas, he had a tendency to use frigid weaponry on the job. Unlike Rundas, he was not so much concerned that he would be attacked, and so was not wandering the halls. However, it appeared neither his nor Rundas’s strategies were terribly useful for avoiding trouble.
The small creature kicked out the grating and it landed squarely on Noxus’s face, jolting him awake. He was confused and groggy, and the creature used this to its utmost advantage. The grating having fallen off of Noxus, the creature dropped through the vent opening and landed carefully on Noxus’s head. The perturbed bounty hunter flailed around wildly as he tried to throw off the creature.
“CHUUUUUUUUU!”
The small creature released a powerful current of
electricity from its body and into that of Noxus, electrocuting him. It continued to hold the current open until it could no longer sense Noxus’s pulse.
After having placed Noxus into a more permanent sleep, the creature playfully scampered out of the room and through the ship.
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Jill Valentine walked cautiously through the halls, gun at the ready and trying to make as little noise as possible. She was skilled at survival in a situation such as this, but although having been in many extraordinary circumstances, they were never quite like this. Zombies? Yes. Infected, deranged humans? Sure. Intelligent, dangerous, and deadly bounty hunters? Not quite.
She continued
navigating the halls, which became darker and darker as she progressed further into the Cargo Bay. Finally, the corridor opened up into a large room, which was lit dimly along the walls. The ceilings were high, however, and she could not see them through the darkness.
Suddenly, she heard a deafening screech, which sounded almost like some sort of animal’s roar. A massive, shadowy figure glided close to the ceiling, from the left to the right. To her right, a huge
fireball exploded, throwing her to the ground from the force of it.
Jill, still on the floor, raised her hand to return fire, when suddenly
another figure appeared right in front of her. It was a massive, muscled humanoid, with his back to her, holding his arms outstretched as if to stop whatever was lurking in the shadows.
She tried to figure out who this mysterious protector was, but his chiseled figure was reduced to a silhouette as fireballs exploded in front of him, seemingly stopped by some sort of
imperceptible force field. The screeching of the creature became more and more frustrated, until eventually the fireballs stopped coming and it seemed to leave. In the blink of an eye, the protector had disappeared as well, without so much as a word.
Jill returned hurriedly to her quarters, shaken by the attack.
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Living: 35/47
Askthepizzaguy
Beefy187
Beskar
ByzantineKnight
Captain Blackadder
Cecil XIX
classical_hero
Csargo
dcmort93
Death is Yonder
Diamondeye
Double A
Frozen in Ice
Glenn
God Emperor
Insanious
Ironside
Jarema
johnhughthom
Khazaar
landlubber
Link
Motep
Nictel
pevergreen
Rebel Jeb
Renata
Romanic
Seon
Skooma Addict
Thefluffyone93
Winston Hughes
woad&fangs
Yaropolk
Yaseikhaan
Dead: 12/47
a completely inoffensive name - Professor E. Gadd (IDFH Survivalist)
AntiKingWarmanCake88 - Diddy Kong (IDFH Survivalist)
robbiecon - Trace (GF Survivalist)
Choxorn - GF Mechanic (GF Survivalist)
Reenk Roink - Pit (IDFH Survivalist)
Greyblades - Aurora Unit 242 (GF Survivalist)
TinCow - Corrupted Cloud Strife (Phazon Corruption)
autolycus - GF Quarantine Officer (GF Survivalist)
Sasaki Kojiro - Rundas (GF Survivalist)
Secura - Commander Shepard (IDFH Survivalist)
YLC - GF PED Marine (GF Survivalist)
Nightbringer - Noxus (Hero)
Reserves:
Kagemusha
Raskolnikov
Greyblades
ArpeggiateTHIS
Choxorn
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Begin Day 3
It will last 24 hours and end at roughly 10:30 PM EST tomorrow.
I will try to have updated role PMs soon, but I am very busy right now.
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