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Cold Streaks • RP Thread

November 20, 2001
9:00 PM
Location: Brisked Bear

It was snowfall again, with green snowflakes radiating the surrounding area. Amidst the fallen debris and wreckage, there were small shacks built by the remaining survivors before they too were taken by "them". Lots upon lots of these creatures are seen, but they all have dispersed and gone out into multiple islands to continue their ever-so-inscrutable goals.

"Hooo... Welp, guess I gotta look for somethin' to eat.." a boy said, his eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness as he woke up from his "bed", made from what seemed to be a pile of concrete bags. He looks down and wears his sandals, putting one foot at a time. Standing up, he walks over to a broken and rusty drawer infested by wood-boring beetles, where opening it reveals a stained grey shirt and a black hoodie, covering what seems to be a bouquet of white flowers and a black bullpup stock.

...

Turning on the flashlight as it makes a clicking sound, the boy trekked the wrecked buildings, still yawning as he looks on.

"Ahh... there's nothin' there, also that.... and that too..." he said, sighing as he continued.

There were so many guts and blood thrown around the city, though it never bothered him given he's used to seeing them on live television ever since the very first invasion. Though he is still disgusted by them given he's looking for food and not some edgy painting made by a serial killer- other rather... serial killers...

"The pizza was good, wish I could find 'nother jackpot like tha-"

A noise broke out of his out-loud monologue, he pulls out a modified P90 from his hip, puts the dial on full-auto, and start to **** the charging handle before letting go, the sound of metal echoing as he approaches the noise. He places his cheek on the stock, his grip unwavering as he trained his sights on whoever's going on to be on the other end of the barrel.

"Ah, shit... Here we go again..."
 
"I guess that's a no... Ugh, would it hurt people to be more thorough?" Sofia rubbed her eyes and head. She was getting a headache from everything they've been going through.
 
As the group prepared, the ground itself began to shake at the sheer weight and size of the invaders. Vehicles of varying shapes and sizes rolled into the ruined landscape, all demonstrating various levels of damage and rust though one thing is for certain, they are heavily armed from spikes to turrets to even rocket launchers and leading them was a truck and atop it was a large man covered in leather and chainmail, spikes poking from some covering plates.

"Contraband. I SMELL CONTRABAND!" the man yelled, earning the cheers of the other drivers.

"DEATH TO THE DRAGON!".

In an instant, their pace increased as they drove straight towards the bunker, guns and explosives fired ruthlessly
 
Noah could feel it with every fiber of her, human being, coming at them, obviously no good humans, she guessed going back to her old days was fine in this situation.

"Well Darren I guess they're not what we expected so let's see if we can get rid of them without destroying many vehicles" Noah said
 
"Well Darren I guess they're not what we expected so let's see if we can get rid of them without destroying many vehicles" Noah said
With a single pull, the entire field in front of them detonated violently, blasting many in front and harming those in lower vehicles while crippling any with wheels not reinforced.

"Cowardly *******! We'll skin one of them once we get them. Send in the tow-trucks and the barrels!" the leader yelled as trucks with chained hooks arrived, dragging away the broken vehicles. Meanwhile, a number of spiked barrels rolled in, piercing and dragging any explosives they rolled over
 
"Well, that shook them, don't think guys?, why don't we make the citizens give them a quality welcome" She said to Marcy while her cruelty levels rose a bit, after all she was a Waterboarder who caused agony to others
 
"Well, that shook them, don't think guys?, why don't we make the citizens give them a quality welcome" She said to Marcy while her cruelty levels rose a bit, after all she was a Waterboarder who caused agony to others
"I thought you'd never ask" Marcy replied with a smile and with a clap, the leader was instantly mangled, a crushing force breaking many bones and crushing him within his armor, leaving him to slump back into his truck. She continued to clap, crushing one driver with each clap as their vehicles flew around, crashing into others in a cascading crash which overwhelmed the tow-trucks. In fact, there seems to be more cars than before which was further adding onto the chaos
 
"I thought you'd never ask" Marcy replied with a smile and with a clap, the leader was instantly mangled, a crushing force breaking many bones and crushing him within his armor, leaving him to slump back into his truck. She continued to clap, crushing one driver with each clap as their vehicles flew around, crashing into others in a cascading crash which overwhelmed the tow-trucks. In fact, there seems to be more cars than before which was further adding onto the chaos
Hearing the crushing noises in the bunker as well as the explosions, Dene wakes up from his seemingly "nice" sleep.

"The heck's going on?" he muttered.
 
Hearing the crushing noises in the bunker as well as the explosions, Dene wakes up from his seemingly "nice" sleep.

"The heck's going on?" he muttered.
Noah noticed and walked towards him.

"Well after me, Sofia, Darren and Marcy went to the Radio tower, I got in contact with people, the thing is that I suspected that they were not part of henosis, so we set some traps to kill them and gain their vehicles"
 
Noah noticed and walked towards him.

"Well after me, Sofia, Darren and Marcy went to the Radio tower, I got in contact with people, the thing is that I suspected that they were not part of henosis, so we set some traps to kill them and gain their vehicles"
"Huh?"

He scratched his head, clearly dizzy as his stomach grumbled, indicating his hunger.
 
The attack continued outside with the chaos beginning to clear. Amongst it, one car crashed right into the bunker's door, launching the driver in as more begin to descend and attempt to enter.
 
"I'll explain while you eat something" She told him as
"Huh? How do you I-"

His stomach grumbles again.

"Ahhh, dangit..."
she walked in search of something for Dene can eat.
"Oi! I'll be making my own food! You go out there and help them! At least let me be of some use! I ain't some coward you'd babysit, tremble-embrace-around-your-stomach type of shit!"

Dene jumped down in his bed, slightly bruising his leg given he hadn't recovered well, and ran to the kitchen whilst hiding the pain.
The attack continued outside with the chaos beginning to clear. Amongst it, one car crashed right into the bunker's door, launching the driver in as more begin to descend and attempt to enter.
"you gotta be- FU-grmmm"

He tried to contain his screaming rage as he summoned a pistol to shoot the door, hoping to kill anyone who'd get hit by it.
 
"God" Noah said as a sign of frustration to see that they were still alive, she simply took her weapon ready to shot anyone
"Cover me! I'll snipe 'em from here!"

Dene got into a prone position, surrounding himself with crystal flowers as he reformed the pistol into a gun.

"What's the distance from the enemy? I need numbers!" he exclaimed, placing his face at the scope.
 
"The closest are about 32 meters back. More are coming in from a little over a hundred." Caleb shouted at the two. He had gone prone under a bed.
"Did anyone see where Sofia went?! She just up and vanished!"
 
"The closest are about 32 meters back. More are coming in from a little over a hundred." Caleb shouted at the two. He had gone prone under a bed.
"32. 100....

Got it."

He grins, mathematical symbols appearing from his hands as they travel to his gun, calculating the necessary ratios.

And he fired, the bullet homed in at the targets from hundreds of meters away.
 
"32. 100....

Got it."

He grins, mathematical symbols appearing from his hands as they travel to his gun, calculating the necessary ratios.

And he fired, the bullet homed in at the targets from hundreds of meters away.
"Get to cover Rizzuto! Let the others take care of this!"

Sofia had somehow snuck outside. Though she didnt bother trying to hide herself. She flanked the intruders who had foolishly approached her with vehicles from the side.
"You lot came at a bad time..." She slowly rose on hand up.
 
Inside the truck, the leader struggled to get up, his whole body hurting from the painful crush. One of his crewmates gave him a radio which he painfully took.

"Send in the Quake Bomb".

In response, one of the trucks behind aimed their cannon into the sky before firing a single bomb, flying in an arc before falling atop the bunker. Its explosion triggered a powerful earthquake, completely collapsing all the ground in the nearby area as any vehicles that could back away backed away.

This included the bunker which was now left buried
 
Noah raised part of the roof, she had to return to her original form to be able to do that and prevent the debris from killing everything, although one or the other might have hit someone
 
Noah raised part of the roof, she had to return to her original form to be able to do that and prevent the debris from killing everything, although one or the other might have hit someone
The rubble has hit the crystals that surrounded Dene but is slightly staggered as he was still recovering from his last fight.

"Tch..."
 
Inside the truck, the leader struggled to get up, his whole body hurting from the painful crush. One of his crewmates gave him a radio which he painfully took.

"Send in the Quake Bomb".

In response, one of the trucks behind aimed their cannon into the sky before firing a single bomb, flying in an arc before falling atop the bunker. Its explosion triggered a powerful earthquake, completely collapsing all the ground in the nearby area as any vehicles that could back away backed away.

This included the bunker which was now left buried
Rizzuto stopped the rubble that was falling on top of him with TK as he said, "Oh God-dammit."
 
Darren slowly recovered from the explosion, finding himself separated from the others. Before he could react however, a metal arm struck right through the rock and picked him up right into the hands of the armed men.

Similar occurrences befell the others, explosions raining down the rest of the debris while metal arms struck through the ground to grab at the survivors while armed men waited outside, ready to gun down anyone who tries to fight back.
 
Caleb who had hid behind the bed was now buried under the bunker, crushed. Seems they just can't get a break.

"Pay attention to me, idiots." With a crushing hand gesture, oil began exploding from their vehicles as sharp spikes. Anyone in or near the vehicle would be penetrated and mangled from the spikes emerging from every square inch of the vehicles
 
"Pay attention to me, idiots." With a crushing hand gesture, oil began exploding from their vehicles as sharp spikes. Anyone in or near the vehicle would be penetrated and mangled from the spikes emerging from every square inch of the vehicles
Spikes were instantly dulled before returning into the tanks, seemingly the work of another contraband? Either way, the attack was quickly negated and the gang now knew of another type of attack.

In an instant, the arms focused down Sofia, grabbing her tattooed arm and severing it. It was quickly pulled away before she can react.
Noah noticed how the metal arms were approaching her, so before them could pull her, she made blades form on her body, damaging the metal arms.
Somehow, no damage befell them, a thin sheen seemingly protecting the arms as they plunged through Noah's body, crushing her blades and stabbing her all over
 
Spikes were instantly dulled before returning into the tanks, seemingly the work of another contraband? Either way, the attack was quickly negated and the gang now knew of another type of attack.

In an instant, the arms focused down Sofia, grabbing her tattooed arm and severing it. It was quickly pulled away before she can react.
Dene shot another mathematically powered sniper bullet towards the arms, hoping to stagger them.
Somehow, no damage befell them, a thin sheen seemingly protecting the arms as they plunged through Noah's body, crushing her blades and stabbing her all over
Dene used his Ratios to try and transfer the damage elsewhere.
 
Dene shot another mathematically powered sniper bullet towards the arms, hoping to stagger them.
His shots seemingly landed nowhere, the shots not injuring anything meaningful
Dene used his Ratios to try and transfer the damage elsewhere.
The arms remained plunged in Noah and was pulling her out with great strength until she was pulled away from him and out of the bunker, causing more of it to collapse into the survivors
 
"Ghhhrgh! ****! Where's the damn contraband user!" She held onto the severed arm tightly to slow the bleeding as much as she could
Caleb who had hid behind the bed was now buried under the bunker, crushed. Seems they just can't get a break.
With the two injured heavily, the arms quickly grabbed and pulled them from the bunker and into the hands of the gangsters outside
 
"Ghhhrgh! ****! Where's the damn contraband user!" She held onto the severed arm tightly to slow the bleeding as much as she could
With the two injured heavily, the arms quickly grabbed and pulled them from the bunker and into the hands of the gangsters outside
Dene made a run for it as he creates glass spheres to detect the enemy through the vibrations.

"C'mon, this should work..." he muttered to himself.
 
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