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4/13/2015 11:08:55 PM
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*I activate a light gravity pulse, getting free
"Don't try anything Ignus... I'm helping you, but I don't like or trust you."
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[b]The massive Brawlers shake, but little else.[/b] ...///RESISTANCE WILL NOT BE TOLERATED. [b]The Brawlers whip you around, and throw you back on the bridge.[/b] ...///LEAVE.
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I catch myself in midair "Aaand, that's where the cookie crumbles. I won't attack you here, but expect an attack on your Edgewater outpost. My recovery forces are leaving with all their supplies. Hope you're happy you tin can bitch."
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...///LEAVE, OR YOU WILL BE FIRED UPON.
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My personal shield can withstand hard light, and our ships void, kinetic, phase, and numerous other shields can survive all the Planetary defenses you can throw at us. That being said, we're leaving. *flicks you off as he walks up the ramp
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[b]As you turn around, you hear the crackling of a weapon teleporting into a Predator's hands...[/b]
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*continues to flick off as he enters the ship, and the latch closes
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[b]A Mass Accelerator Cannon round breaches the door, entering your back.[/b]
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*shields hold, and you see my middle finger raised in a twisted salutations to your ignorance.
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[spoiler]I call BS on personal shields resisting MAC rounds.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Gravity well slows down progress significantly, and void shields deal with the rest. I was not knocked over because I plastered myself to the floor with gravity, and my bones withheld because I'm a super soldier. Bang[/spoiler]
