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#51
08-20-2002, 12:45 PM
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Dont stop writing, just because i dont lavish you with praise immeadiately after each chapter doesn't mean i have lost interest
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08-24-2002, 09:19 AM
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I say we barrage him with PM's till he gives in and starts writing....
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08-24-2002, 10:37 AM
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Sorry, will try to keep it up
I'm sorry bout the lack of updates. I'm entering that stage of the summer where every minute counts. "Should I really spend an entire half an hour writing a chapter?" I say to myself, but I figure school is going to come wether I go skydiving and parasailing, or if I just sit at home, at the exact same rate. So here you go!
Chapter 16 Ding, ding, ding. The chronometer sounded. The three companions began waking up from their berth slumber pods. The chronometer was set to go off right before they landed. "Ok, let's go to the armory, Kr'lest your going to love this!" Brzzkrit showed Kr'lest the way to the armory, Vikki, still rubbing her eyes in the berth yelled, "Just grab me a Power Armor MKII, I've already got my sniper rifle and grenades situated." Brzzkrit pressed a small button on the wall, opening a huge metal door. A light mist began pouring out of the room, and Kr'lest's jaw drop. A tear came from his eye as he looked at all of the wonderful weaponry and armor throughout the room. Guns, big guns, bigger guns, huge guns, almost every kind of gun was there. "Brzzkrit, there are way too many guns and armors here! What are we going to do with..." Hundreds of Gors began filling into the room. They started taking the biggest guns and the heaviest armors there. "Where the heck did those gors come from?" Kr'lest was unaware of the huge cryopods at the bottom of the ship. "They were in cryo, they've been waiting for a huge battle worthy of their summoning for twenty years. And today were gunna get it, right boys!" Collectivly, Brzzkrit and every gor made a loud grunt noise and continued working. After the gors were all suited, they were left with only 2 suits of armor left, both custom made. One for Brzzkrit, and one for Vikki. There were also a couple of guns and a box of grenades. "Brzzkrit, where's MY stuff?" Kr'lest was running a new electroblade through his fingers, but the gor it belonged to came and took it from him. "Kr'lest, we have a special room for you." Another, smaller door opened, puffing out the same mist. In it contained a grey Power Armor MKII, two Sunbeam Laser submachine gun, enough plasma grenades to blow up a large building, and two energy katanas. "Brzzkrit, this is truly heaven." Kr'lest was admring all of his elite weaponry as he put his armor on. "Brzzkrit, it's too big." But the armor seemed to respond, shrinking down to his size. "Brzzkrit, what just happened?" "It's a Trillium power armor buddy, it's completly customizeable, as natural as skin and as tough as a blast door. At least thats what Arona said, but we tested them and their pretty darn strong, not as tough but... oh were landing. Get ready, were going out soon." Brzzkrit carged his gun and ran out of the room toward the port. Kr'lest grabbed his two katanas and slid them into designated katana sheaths in his armor. His armor also had a cap on it. Under the cap were the words "Insert grenades here." So Kr'lest popped open the cap and poured his grenades into it. When they were all in, the cap molded back into normal armor, and another hole formed under his arm. He figure it was a grenade launcher, intergrated into his armor. "Yes." Kr'lest heard inside his armor. "What?" He asked. "Yes, that is a grenade launcher. I am your suit, I will respond to any questions asked about myself." Suddenly, part of the armor came down in front of his eyes. "Can't see! Can't see!" He yelled. But soon, sensor relays began displaying around him. Only, they were inside the armor. Though it was disorienting at first, he soon got used to the ability to see all around hismelf and the various readouts on moving objects. As Kr'lest arrived at the large grouping, Brzzkrit was just finishing off his war speech. Vikki was just getting to the crowd as well. She stood right next to Kr'lest, and began listening intently as though she had been there the whole time. They clapped and whistled the loudest when Brzzkrit was done, and the port opened. They all began pouring out, to be greated by what could be the nastiest sand storm ever. "Where are we going!" Kr'lest screamed over the wind. "OOOW!! Kr'lest! We have a comm link! Jeeze! Ya don't have to yell!! But beside that, were going to be walking 5 miles to a secluded fortress, there are anti-aircraft weaponry along the way, so that's why we have to walk." Brzzkrit yelled back at him. A various gor popped in to the link, saying "Eh, this sandstorm ain't nothing like the ones we had at, AAAH!!!!" Kr'lest turned back towards where his suit dectected him at. The gor was on the ground, dead. Large gouges minced his once huge armor into tiny little pieces. He was cut up very badly as well, and looked to even have a couple bite marks in him. The entire group of them gasped in horror. "Stop, look over there." "And there" "Lookit those!" Gors were popping in and out of the comm link with generally the same things. Large hulking shadows were surrounding them. They began to huddle together, as the shadows got closer and closer. "FIRE!" Kr'est gave the order, and the Gors began firing at the shadows. Suddenly, the shadows started closing in at astounding rates. Dashing through the sandstorm winds, huge skrashers began attacking the group. Kr'lest ran away from the gors into a group of four skrashers. Doing a cartweel between the first two, he stopped and did a backflip over the last two. Firmly planted behind them, the confused skrashers were no match for Kr'lest's submachine guns akimbo. This form of fighting continued on for quite some time. For one being, Kr'lest killed quite a few of the huge skrashers. Plenty of assists from Vikki though. And the gors as a group were quite powerful. Eventually, the remaining skrashers began retreating. Though Vikki was able to cap most of the retreating force, three or four of them got away. The gored soldiers were looted for batteries, as none of them wanted to run out of power midcombat. When the looting was done, they continued their walk towards the base, completly unaware of what waited for them in the desert sands. P.S. One PM would be fine, thank you  . A barrage of them would be a waste of bandwith, rember, if you think I need to be alerted, just send 1.
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#56
08-25-2002, 02:04 AM
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I sense a dramatic action packed climax...
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme And if I say barrage you get a barrage Kapeesh? |
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#57
08-25-2002, 07:51 AM
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Chapter
Kapeesh? Who are you? Al Capone?
Chapter 17 "I can see the fortress guys, were getting close." Kr'lest was right in the middle of the remaining gors. They had been attacked another three times recently, so the gor numbers had dwindled down to about thirty. One gor in the front suddenly stopped moving. The rest of the group bumped past him, but when Kr'lest discovered he wasn't following the group at the back, he stopped the group. "We've been 'tacked by most darned every monstrosity I've ever did see. And I ain't taking this crap anymore!" The Gor took his gun and placed the barrel into his mouth. his finger twitched on the trigger as tears began to come from his eyes. "Soldier, it ain't worth it. Don't you go..." Brzzkrit's efforts to calm the gor down were in vain. Gor brains were splattered all over the desert sands. An extremly greedy gor picked up his batteries within moments of the gors death. They cntinued on, leaving the corpse right where it was. Within an hour, they were right up to the fortress walls. Panels began flipping out of the fortress, revealing laser cannons. The gors were caught completly off guard and each was minced into little tiny pieces. The only survivors were Vikki, Kr'lest and Brzzkrit. Even with the three surviors still very much alive, the panels flipped back over. A speaker above them became active. "Hello, I've been expecting you. Please, come in." The doors opened to the command of this unknown entity. "It's a trap, Kr'lest." Brzzkrit was reloading his gun, apparantly knowing that danger lurked ahead. "We have no choice Brzzkrit, lets go." The three adventurers walked through the fortresses large doors. The floor opened. And all three of them began sliding down tubes. Kr'lest down one, and Vikki and Brzzkrit down another. When Kr'lest finally landed, he was in an arena. It looked like it was an exact replica of an Earthen coliseum. A large vidwindow opened, and a shadowy figure was on it. "Kr'lest, I've seen you fighting, and I'm quite impressed. I want to see how you do against these." The vidwindow closed, and four doors on the opposite side of the coliseum opened. About 16 skrashers came out of the doors, forming a line on the opposite side of the coliseum. but these wern't normal skrashers, or even the larger breed of skrashers he was accustomed to. These ones had guns, huge guns at that. Kr'lest figured he was going to be in a heck of a lot of trouble. But his fighting urge came back to him. But this urge was new, it was unlike any he had before. He seemd to become in tune with everything around him and the tiredness he felt was gone. His blood was boiling and his entire body was itching for some combat. "To make it interesting, I took the liberty of taking your guns." That was when Kr'lest realised his guns were missing. The skrashers began firing their guns. 'Hmm, these skrashers are shooting bullets faster then I can count. Wait a seconds, how can I see them?' Kr'lest was thinking. The bullets were travelling at a microscopically slow speed. In fact, the skrashers were moving at the extremly slow speed as well. It was like he was watching them fight in slow motion. But he wasn't fighting that slow at all. He did a cartwheel parallel to the skrashers, bullets flying by him like they were bending ut of his way. Coming out of the cartwheel, he drew his katanas and began running at them full force. The peppering of bullets were easy to avoid. He had only to tilt his head or lean to a side to dodge them. When he finally got to close range with a skrasher, he impaled it with both of his swords. Using it as a bullet shield, he moved closer toward the rest of the skrashers. He slid the skrasher off of his katanas and did a front flip over the body. He threw both katanas straight down into two skrashers. They both went straight through the skrashers, fully impaling each one. He quickly sidestepped back behind one of the bodies, as it was harder to dodge the bullets from such close ranges. He finally stole a gun off of one of the skrashers corpses and began firing into the crowd. When the gun ran out of ammo, only one skrasher remained. Dazed and confused, the skrasher did not expect Kr'lest to dash at him unarmed. But that he did, and he knocked him over and began beating the life out of him. When the skrasher finally went limp, Kr'lest went over to his katanas and pulled them out of the skewered skrashers. The shadowy vidcreen popped back up. "Interesting, very interesting."
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08-26-2002, 02:13 AM
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Strange..... but interesting
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08-26-2002, 06:04 PM
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chapter
And then, cupcakes begain raining down on him from the roof of the arena.
Wait no, can't start with that, I don't want to pick the wrong pastry and start another war. Lemme think.... Chapter 18 One of the metallic doors the skrashers came out of creaked open once again. "Please, enter the door to claim your prize." The smell of a trap in progress was suffocating him. He knew that as soon as he entered the door, the floor would open up on him and he'd be sent plummeting down into some other twisted arena battle. Kr'lest stepped into the dark room and the door shut behind him. Elevator music began playing, and kr'lest calmly tapped his foot. The floor began to jolt, and Kr'lest jumped into the air. Putting his feet up against one wall of the tiny room, he held himself up by his hands. He felt the room raising upwards. It was just an elevator. "We are coming to our destination, if you would please kindly step into the middle of the elevator, I dont want you to squish up against the celing." The elevator wasn't an elevator at all. He realised it was just a lifting platform. There was a hole in the ceiling of the shaft. When he was finally lifted into his destination, he realised it lead straight to a cage. The lift acted as a floor to the cage and he could not escape. "Welcome to my underground lair, Mr. Kr'lest. Do you like the industrial cage I put you in, very quaint, yes?" Kr'lest was in the room with the shadowy figure. Even so, shadows obscured his face and general features. "I see you got through your test in one piece. I wonder how your friends will fare?" A screen rose up from outside of the cage, and reveald Vikki and Brzzkrit in a room much like the arena he was in before. "Ugh, this place is so drab... it could use some redecorating." Vikki was looking around the room when the four doors opened. Instead of huge mutating gun toting skrasher, memau began pouring into the room by the buttload. Brzzkrit was a memau fan, and he began walking toward them. "Vikki, these memau, oh they're so cute!" Brzzkrit bent over and pet one. There were about 40 of them when the doors finally closed. Brzzkrit turned back to Vikki, who rather disliked the things. "Hey, whatchu gout against Me..." The rest of his sentance went unheard. The moment Brzzkrit turned his back on the furry little guys, they began to grin. Not an 'I'm a happy cat' grin, not even a 'I like that' kind of grin. This was the kind of grin that was usually followed by the words "I'm going to get you'. And get him they did. The great horde of memau jumped Brzzkrit and knocked him over. The rending and tearing of targ flesh sent shivers up Kr'lests spine. Brzzkrit began fending them off as best he could, memau flew across the arena every time he flailed to get out of the mosh pit of death. Vikki was popping the ones that were away from Brzzkrit, but they moved so quickly she didn't get too many of them. When she ran out of battery power she threw her gun to the ground. Running as fast she could, she booted almost the entire group off of Brzzkrit with one swift kick. The ones that didn't come off immediatly were stomped to the ground by Vikki. The camera on the vidscreen zoomed in on Brzzkrit. Vikki slowly bent down to investigate Brzzkrit, the memaus dazed across the arena from the mind-numbing kick. Large hunks of Brzzkrit were missing, apparantly... eaten. Kr'lest reeled back from the vidscreen in horror. The memaus began getting back up from the kick, and none were rather pleased about it. All at once, they began to beeline straight for Vikki. She picked up Brzzkrit's submachine laser gun and began firing it into the memau horde. One by one, the furry little creatures died to the blazing salvo. But she wasn't killing them fast enough, she too would eventually be mauled. One particularly fast memau got its teeth clamped around Vikki's ankle. Still firing into the crowd, she used her other foot to crush the poor little buggers cranium like a pinata. The memau began closing in on her, and she was running out of power faster then ever. Click.. click.. click.. click.. click.. She finally ran out of power. Throwing the gun at one of the nasty things, she began to kick at them. Unfortunatly the Memaus had become accustomed to her kickings and were dodging them rapidly. Soon, she too was knocked over by these rabid memaus. But Vikki was quite a bit bigger then Brzzkrit, she was able to knock them off with some effort. Grabbing a dazed memau she threw it as ahrd as she could at another memau. The memaus were unnacustomed to this, and were easy prey to the flying bodies. When the dust had cleared, all of the memau were dead. The door opened, and she walked in as well. As Kr'lest heard the rumblings of another lift coming up, a cage atomatically slid over, and part of the floor slid out. Vikki was now trapped in a cage as well. The figure stood up from his apparant seat. "Now, what do we have here..."
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08-27-2002, 02:50 AM
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Evil Satanic Devil Memau From HELL!!!
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08-27-2002, 04:58 AM
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From Hell? Where'd it say that.
Anyway, I like Memau. Even Evil Satanic Devil Memau. Other wise called ESDM's . . . erm . . . okay maybe not . . . Hold on. Since the Memau's are Evil & Violent. Does that mean they'd make passive Skrashers? No? Okay. Just checking. |
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08-28-2002, 06:04 PM
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No, Evil Satanic Devil Memau from Hell would never make passive skrashers. They make Pissed-Off Despodic(sp?) Blood-Craving Hellbane Skrashers. They make Hitler look like a member of a church choir. With the 9-11 anniversary coming up I didn't want to talk about it as I don't want a ban or anything like that.
10:00 PM here guys, sorry. Chapter mabey tommorow.
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09-05-2002, 02:09 PM
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Sorry. I got that "Real Life" Virus you had. But I'm extremly ill with the RL and I have a killer headache. There are times I'm not looking at a screen with the RL virus. Oooh, paiiin...
Will try to later as I have to shop for school supplies. Why do the little buggers need supplies? Just pens and papers are good.
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06-22-2005, 04:16 PM
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dude this fanfic ***in rules!!!!wot th hell happened?y didnt u finish it,u were so close aswell,i mean dude u cant jus stop writin as ur gettin 2 th big finally.ill b perfectly honest i joined this forum thing jus 2 tell u that i love it.an 2 let u no that 3yrs on there r ppl still readin it so u owe it 2 ppl 2 finish it lol,thanx
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