Just as a side note. Grand_Poohbah told me he wouldn't be here til 5:30. which is about 15 more minutes our time.
Death Coliseum RP (Closed)
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Sorry guys, but it's getting late here in England, and I have to sleep. Can we put off the start of the match till I can be on again? Or perhaps I could write a first move then let Rorschach be after that..
Stanislav stepped into the bar late. Even though it was morning, it didn't stop him form knocking back a few shots of vodka before heading to the simulation room. As he sat down and plugged in his PDA he felt the warm liquid engulf his brain.
As he appeared in the simulation he shot a few test shots and checked his knife to make sure it was still sharp. He was ready. This time he wouldn't be dead weight. This time he'd spill blood.
As he appeared in the simulation he shot a few test shots and checked his knife to make sure it was still sharp. He was ready. This time he wouldn't be dead weight. This time he'd spill blood.
I hope that's everyone, because I'm posting Rorschach's move while I'm still awake
"The teams are ready, so lets begin" boomed the commentator, "3..2..1..GO!"
Rorschach threw the group a salute, then vanished round a corner. He sprinted, moving between points of cover, and within 30 seconds was behind the enemy. They were moving as a group, and were covering most angles. Rorschach could only hope the others would follow through with the plan, else they'd recover quickly, and he'd suffer for it.
Hiding behind a corner, he waited till the enemy had come as close as was safely possible. Holing a small disc, he threw it. It flew soundlessly, bounced off a wall, and struck one man in the shoulder.
It was little more than a coin with sharp edges, but it was enough to surprise him. He made a noise and turned, and the others in the group did too. Rorschach took advantage and ran forwards, leaping foot first into the group. One man fell, and cried out. the others were confused, and one shot at a shadow. Rorschach ducked and weaved, keeping them confused, but he knew he could only last so long
One man fell, shot by his team mate by accident. Less people meant less noise, less confusion. Rorschach was growing desperate
Carter. where are you?
Carter dashed as soon as the announcer said go. He stopped for a few seconds to look for an enemy. A man ran near Rorschach and Carter quickly disposed of him. He drove his sword up the man's chin and through the top of his skull. But before the man fell dead, almost by complete instinct he pulled out a sword and stabbed Carter deep in the shoulder. He winced from the pain but ignored it. He pulled out his sword and as the man fell struck him again but this time in the chest.
Carter faced to turn Rorschach.
"Need some help?"
Carter faced to turn Rorschach.
"Need some help?"
Stanislav ran straight up the middle. An enemy was peeking around the corner and Stanislav aimed for his gun. The enemies gun blasted out of his hand as Stanislav's shot connected. The man, bewildered, ran around the corner.
As Stanislav rushed around the corner he was met by a knife to the upper arm. He grunted in pain and looked at his attacker. He could have been no older than 17, but Stanislav knew it was himself or the boy. He tore the knife from his arm and grabbed a notch in the boy's armor. A look of horror was in the boy's eye as Stanislav thrust the 6" knife up through the boy's chin and into his brain. The knife strike killed the boy immediately and Stanislav spit and cursed at him for the knife wound to his arm.
Luckily the knife only made it an inch into his arm because of his battle armor and figured he could get the wound treated later. It was at this time that he heard desperate shots fired. He chuckled and said. "Sounds like Rorschach is causing some trouble of his own."
As Stanislav rushed around the corner he was met by a knife to the upper arm. He grunted in pain and looked at his attacker. He could have been no older than 17, but Stanislav knew it was himself or the boy. He tore the knife from his arm and grabbed a notch in the boy's armor. A look of horror was in the boy's eye as Stanislav thrust the 6" knife up through the boy's chin and into his brain. The knife strike killed the boy immediately and Stanislav spit and cursed at him for the knife wound to his arm.
Luckily the knife only made it an inch into his arm because of his battle armor and figured he could get the wound treated later. It was at this time that he heard desperate shots fired. He chuckled and said. "Sounds like Rorschach is causing some trouble of his own."
Oops, sorry for doing the stab wound up under the chin too ae86gamer. I was typing when you posted and didn't see it till later.
...With those three kills we're taken to 5-2 this team seems to be on fire as of late. But I've seen stranger things happen, let's go to the coliseum floor for the conclusion of this match.
Alrighty, let Wes and Leon get their kills, and rap this baby up.
Running between points of cover, Wes listened to the chaos and tried to pick his way to the middle. As he was about to round a corner, a man back around it from the other side without seeing him. The man was middle aged, and holding an assault rifle. Purely out of instinct Wes swung his sword up into the base of the mans back, however it didn't make it very deep. The guy yelled in pain and surprise and turned his weapon on Wes. He fired and caught Wes in the left arm a couple times, while Wes was taking another swing. This time he got some power behind it and all but lopped the mans arm off. He screamed again and dropped to the ground, clutching his severed upper arm. Wes pulled out his pistol and fired a full-auto burst into the mans chest, finishing him off. Wes nearly gagged at the pool of blood he was now standing in, but kept himself together and moved on.
Leon watched from the shadows as the last member of the opposing team ran and hid he had managed to sneak past every one else amidst the chaos and looked as though he was trying to set up an ambush of some sort, to Leon it looked like a more of a desperate last stand by puting his back to a wall getting down on the ground and waiting for somone to come by. Despite how pathetic it was leon thought "ah well at least hes trying so ill give em some credit but i think its time to end this.
While Leon was watching the coward get into position he noticed that he had placed somthing on a wall that would have to be walked by in order to get to him and a trap was the first thing that came to Leon's mind, and as he got close to the wall that seperated himself from the coward he saw it, it was a laser trip mine anti personel of course. Leon just stood back and threw a rock at the damned thing and it exploded violently and released a thick cloud of smoke and into wich Leon took cover in and waited..
A few seconds after the explosion he heard the man from the other team start laughing softly but he quieted himself quickly and came to see who had fallen for his little trap. He got to the edge of the smoke and started waving his hands around trying to clear it to see the results when a dagger wich he obviously didnt expect flew out of the smoke and hit his gun right out of his hand, the man stood in shock for only a little under a second but it was to late Leon ran out of the smoke and elbowed the man in the face with his right elbow and sent the man face first into the wall next to him while consecutivly spining with the knife in his left hand and stuck the man to the wall with a quick under the arm stab. Leon stood there for only a half a second while the man weezed his last breath and pulled the curved dagger out and while in the motion to turn around to face him slit his throat, the man fell face first silently to the floor and blood quickly covered the floor Leon didnt have much to say but just thought to himself " its either you or me buddy and im not ready to die" leon went and picked up his other dagger next to the mans gun and put it away in his jacket and pulled out his PDA and waited for more orders.
While Leon was watching the coward get into position he noticed that he had placed somthing on a wall that would have to be walked by in order to get to him and a trap was the first thing that came to Leon's mind, and as he got close to the wall that seperated himself from the coward he saw it, it was a laser trip mine anti personel of course. Leon just stood back and threw a rock at the damned thing and it exploded violently and released a thick cloud of smoke and into wich Leon took cover in and waited..
A few seconds after the explosion he heard the man from the other team start laughing softly but he quieted himself quickly and came to see who had fallen for his little trap. He got to the edge of the smoke and started waving his hands around trying to clear it to see the results when a dagger wich he obviously didnt expect flew out of the smoke and hit his gun right out of his hand, the man stood in shock for only a little under a second but it was to late Leon ran out of the smoke and elbowed the man in the face with his right elbow and sent the man face first into the wall next to him while consecutivly spining with the knife in his left hand and stuck the man to the wall with a quick under the arm stab. Leon stood there for only a half a second while the man weezed his last breath and pulled the curved dagger out and while in the motion to turn around to face him slit his throat, the man fell face first silently to the floor and blood quickly covered the floor Leon didnt have much to say but just thought to himself " its either you or me buddy and im not ready to die" leon went and picked up his other dagger next to the mans gun and put it away in his jacket and pulled out his PDA and waited for more orders.
Ben watched the match on the t.v. at the bar. He winced a little bit when Wes was being shot in the arm, but quickly realized he's be okay. Nothing Rachel couldn't fix up. When the match was over. The announcer boomed.
Well, well, well. What is this? Another win for the faceless team, and everyone thought this team was a bunch of rookies. It seems they have officially proven otherwise. Are they going to stay faceless, or is somebody on that team going to come up with a name already? Stay tuned because another match for this team is debuting tommorow. This is DC sportsline, signing off.
Well, well, well. What is this? Another win for the faceless team, and everyone thought this team was a bunch of rookies. It seems they have officially proven otherwise. Are they going to stay faceless, or is somebody on that team going to come up with a name already? Stay tuned because another match for this team is debuting tommorow. This is DC sportsline, signing off.
Rachel clapped her hands in glee.
"oh thank god they are alright. though, i might have to do a bit of patching up later."
"oh thank god they are alright. though, i might have to do a bit of patching up later."
I think we should have some battles where there are more objectives like rescueing a hostage or blowing something up or some stealthy stuff.
Carter turned off his PDA and woke up in the chair. He jumped forward.
"SON OF A *****! MY SHOULDER!"
Carter looked at his wound. It was pretty deep but nothing that couldn't be fixed. He was just overreacting. Like always. He jumped off of his chair and ran over to Rachel.
"Can you fix it?!"
"SON OF A *****! MY SHOULDER!"
Carter looked at his wound. It was pretty deep but nothing that couldn't be fixed. He was just overreacting. Like always. He jumped off of his chair and ran over to Rachel.
"Can you fix it?!"
after taking a look at the slash, Rachel replied, "yeah, its going to require a bit of stitching and it'll leave a scar but sure, that's what you get when you join DC. anyway, take off your shirt and i'll get it fixed up in no time."
"yeah, you're a joker. You'll never get the sleeve up to your shoulder without screaming out in your little pussy pain. anyway, come on."
Rachel began taking some syringes and needles out of her kit and lining them up on the table in front.
Rachel began taking some syringes and needles out of her kit and lining them up on the table in front.
"pfff. pussy."
Rachel injected some painkillers into Carter's arm and he relaxed a bit. then, she treaded some string onto a needle and began sewing it up. After she had finished the last touches and wrapped a bandage on from shoulder to hip. she slapped him quite hard on the back.
"there. good as new. just take it easy next time ok."
Rachel injected some painkillers into Carter's arm and he relaxed a bit. then, she treaded some string onto a needle and began sewing it up. After she had finished the last touches and wrapped a bandage on from shoulder to hip. she slapped him quite hard on the back.
"there. good as new. just take it easy next time ok."