- I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!! 2005-10-13 01:36:49 DOES ANYONE LIKE MY SCRIPT?! HAS ANYONE BEEN READING IT?! I'm about to explode.... *Head* *hit* *Keyboard*
- Be the better person. 2005-10-12 23:52:41 Just ignore stupid comments from people that aren’t worth arguing with. Show them how much more mature you are then they are. Besides if they are making petty comments like the ones I've seen they are just extremely bored and just trying to cause trouble. I meant no harm to you either babygirl just thought what was going on was silly. You can defend someone a lot easier by ignoring the idiots very existence because they are trying to be noticed. This will just make them more angry making you the victor. Do not let others provoke you. Intelligence shows character.
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Chapter 7 "Teamwork"
2005-10-12 23:46:11
This is a long chapter please dont strain your eyes the whole time reading this. It might cause a headache. Just cut and paste onto word or something then enlarge the font. :)
Chapter 7 “Teamwork”
Setup: Jeff is moving around desperately hooking things up into the mainframe preparing to download the files while Trig, Jean, and Billy are examining the surroundings while covering Jeff.
Jeff: It’s going to take some time. It’s been a while since I’ve had to deal with such an old mainframe.
<The next second something falls from the vent just inches from Jeff and lifts its arm into the air preparing to slash him.>
Jeff: whoa, WHOA!
<Jeff falls to the ground avoiding the slash and grabs his shock gun. He fires as the room is lit aglow from the rich blue beam of electricity. The tyrant makes demonic shrieking noises as its skin singes and burns. The glow halts as the tyrant falls to the ground smoking.>
Jeff: I like my tyrant extra crispy.
Billy: Very funny, don’t forget there is three more up there.
<Jeff flinches then steadily gets back to work.>
Crice: Guys we have a serious problem, I don’t mean to rush you but I have about 50 viewable hostiles heading toward the complex from the parking lot.
Jean: 50!?
Crice: There’s more still coming! It’s like a horde of them, you guys need to hurry and get your asses out of there NOW!
Billy: Jeff you almost done?
Jeff: Not really I need at least 5 more minutes!
Billy: You’ve got four and a half, Jean and Trig you two cover the other two hallways. I’ll cover the doorway.
<Billy positions himself in front of the reception desk having a perfect 180 degree view of the doorway and immediate walls around it. His prongs fire into the cement creating a rock steady stance. Trig flips over a marble desk as a shield while covering the right hallway. Jean positions herself in front of the support beam next to the left hallway.>
Jean: This should help support me if I go full auto.
<Trig pulls out his duals and crouches down ready for action.>
<The pounding sounds are soon heard from the hostiles outside. The sound keeps getting louder.. And louder… and…>
Crice: THERE IS JUST NO END TO THEM! I’m activating our emergency pickup beacon. Hurry and get your asses out of there!
Billy: Crice, stay calm and don’t give away your position the last thing we need is for you to get swarmed.
<The pounding sounds are very loud now and are closing in on the door.>
Trig: It sounds like a fuckin stampede out there!
<The moment the sentence ends tyrants burst through the doorway, a flood of grotesquely deformed creatures with ferocious looking eyes and spikes, blade arms to match.>
<Billy’s chain gun takes off without hesitation. The room is filled with the chitter chatter of the chain gun going full auto ripping and tearing the tyrants to shreds. Blue blood, debris, and smoke begins filling the room.>
<A loud ramming sound is heard as another swarm busts through the wall in Jean’s hallway. The shotgun begins booming as the Tyrants entering through the hole are pumped with lead, spilling blue blood and body parts all over the floor.>
Jeff: I found the file! Beginning the download sequence, ETA is 2 and a half minutes.
<The pounding sounds soon echo through Trig’s hallway.>
Trig: Great, here they come on my side!
Billy: Shit, were not gonna make it. 9000 bullets left!
Trig: Here they come!
<The door bursts open as beta team dashes through the hallway.>
Trig: It’s… BETA!
Billy: Switching to squad communication. Mike I need help fast, I got 4000 bullets left!
Mike: Roger! Phil, Matt you help Jean and Trig. Help with the cover fire!
<Becca seemed to be carrying Nina who had a giant spike piercing the hatch.>
Mike: I got around 25,000 bullets left, plug your gun into mine after I start firing. There is a second whole should we have to use two machine guns with the same ammo pack.
Billy: Roger!
<Billy’s gun slowly comes to a halt as Mike’s gun takes off making up for Billy’s loss.>
<Billy spins his waist and pulls his ammo plug out of his pack and places it into Mikes with haste.>
<Both chain guns are now whizzing off as Tyrants cry out from the pain of bullets tearing them completely apart. A pile of dead tyrants is now forming at the doorway as others continue to jump and crawl over the stack. The muzzle flash is almost blinding.>
Jeff: 30 seconds left!
Trig: Is there an exit from where you guys came Mike?
Mike: Yes take everyone and get out of here, Billy and me will distract them till our bullets run out!
Jeff: 10 seconds left!
Trig: What?! No way I’m going to leave you guys here!
Billy: Trig this is not the time nor the place to argue! As we are the captains of the team, we will make the executive decision based on the current situation.
Jeff: I got it all! Ready when you are!
Billy: Trig, please, you know it to be the wisest decision. GO NOW!
Trig: R.. Right! This way everyone!
Jean: Wait Trig! The support beam!
<Trig looks at jean who is still firing at the tyrants beaming through the hole in the wall as she moves away from the support beam.>
Trig: I see. Good idea!
<He pulls out his duals and unloads making a perfect line across the support beam making it very unstable. Shortly after he dashes over to the beam pulling out his light saber swinging it like a baseball bat along the line where the bullets hit.>
<The beam crumbles and falls out of position as the ceiling gives way crumbling down smashing all the tyrants in its path, closing the hallway off.>
Billy: Trig we only got 8000 bullets left stop stalling and get moving!
<Trig takes off leading the group down his hallway as they round corners proceeding to the exit.>
Trig: Crice where’s our AMAT?
Crice: They should be here any minute! Pick-up is at my position.
<They round another corner and into a hallway where the power is out.>
Trig: Switching to infrared vision.
<They move slowly down the hallway.>
<The vent cover bursts off hitting the ground as a gleaming pair of red eyes fall out of the vent onto trig. Trig instantly as if the rest of the world was in slow motion makes a “V” with his pistols catching the slice attempt from the tyrant.>
<At that instant Trig loses himself with rage, His muscles twitch and protrude outwards inside the mech. His eyes turn blood red with a black sclera (Sclera is the normally white part of the eye). His body starts moving without being commanded, his rage starts to consume him.>
<Trig pushes the tyrant clear up into the air with just his arms still in the “V” formation with his magnums. The tyrants eyes suddenly change to a scared look as its tossed up into the air. Trig, without even taking time to aim starts firing into the tyrant rapidly keeping it in the air until all his ammo in the clips are depleted. Blue blood is pouring down onto his mech. The tyrant falls to the ground in front of him full of holes.>
<Trig stands up and prepares to charge at it again.>
Jean: Noooo TRIG! <She grabs him tight and holds him to the ground.>
Jean: Trig! TRIG! Stop this madness!
<Trig suddenly regains himself and starts looking around.>
Trig: Huh?!
<He looks down in front of him where the tyrant is.>
Trig: Sorry…
Phil: Here comes Billy and Mike! They must be out of bullets. It’s time to run for your life! GO, GO, GO!
<They make a break for the exit with Trig popping any Tyrants that appear into view.
Crice: Three more turns and you will be out.
Trig: Roger!
<They round the corners.>
Jeff: I can see light!
<They run towards the light and make their way outside.>
Jean: Theirs Crice!
<They run up to see Crice in sniping position inside the AMAT which had its loading ramp down. They all jump on and sit down all except for Trig and Crice who were observing next to the ramp.>
<Mike and Billy burst out of the complex without their chain guns with the tyrants at their feet.>
Trig: Let em have it Crice!
<Crice starts firing and takes down the ones closing in on them. The AMAT starts lifting off as Mike boards just in time. Billy falling slightly behind makes a jump for dear life missing the ramp with his hand. His eyes widen with the reality that he might actually die. At that moment Trig slides off the ramp holding on to the edge with his hand falling out and grabbing Billy’s arm.>
Trig: I… WONT.. LET GO!
Mike: PHIL, MATT, JEFF HELP ME LIFT THEM UP!
<They all scramble over to trigs hand which was about to slip. With lightning speed they all jerk at the same time pulling Trig and Billy onboard causing the AMAT to throb about in the air. Everyone sighs while still breathing heavily.>
Pilot: You crazy igits! Causing me to crash now would be stupid!
<The AMAT’s ramp closes and everyone takes their seat still breathing intensely.>
Crice: Not bad for our first mission eh?
<Everyone looks at Crice evilly.>
Crice: Right…
Chapter 8 “Ideals Collide”
(Definitely done for the day sorry. My hand hurst from so much typing. Hope you liked the first mission!) -
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2005-10-12 22:16:19
Thanks for proving my point. Anyways I think I'll go back to typing my script cause I hate arguing with Immature little girls that say the F word 50 times a sentence thinking it amplifies the effect.
-Peace- - LoL 2005-10-12 22:04:41 Wow sure is a lot of chaos going on through journals. This is why I don’t use the journal to talk to anyone. You all must be pretty bored if you are resorting to arguing, having to wait for the others next line which might not even come. Actually it's pretty amusing, I might butter me up some popcorn. I have two words for you all: "Grow up."
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