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originally posted in:The New Dojo
12/23/2016 11:25:22 PM
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[b]Booms and Bangs. [/b]
[i]Dojoville, and a variety of FOB's set up by the Dojo. That was the target list of the Extryte Forces within the area, and thousands of men were deployed to do assault.
The FOB's were the first to fall. Extryte soldiers ripped apart the military bases of their enemies, gunning them down with everything from 9mm's and 7.62's to .50 BMG's and tank shells. Nobody was prepared, everybody was soon culled in minutes.
Dojoville was the primary target. Anybody caught within the city after the evacuation orders would soon hear the loud booming of artillery and witness shells fill the blue skies above, just before explosions of colour and a purple miasma coated the air, dropping down on it like a blanket and in turn forcing anybody who didn't have a gas mask into a deep sleep as an anaesthetic blanket hit the Dojo.
Extryte soldiers and cars moved through the streets while helicopter gunships lit up any high concentrations of ground soldiers and their units, allowing the missiles to rip through the tanks and the .50 shots to pierce the bodies and hearts of hundreds who had filtration systems on them.
Standing proudly atop a tank was General Derek Kovich of the Extryte Forces. He bore a black combat exoskeleton suit with sleeves of a deep green shade and a sickening crimson grin on his helm, with only the left eye as the right was covered by a painted on eyepatch. With his DMR in hand he took potshots on top of an advanced M1 Abrams, as his Armour Piercing .50 Beowulf shots annihilated the masses whilst he oversaw the chaos. [/i]
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((Do not expect balance from me in here))
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[i]The Gates of Dojo vile opened, allowing what looked like an armored inferno to walk through them, before he turned to close them. Bullets melted as they entered his immediate person, and the very air shimmered around him as on a hot summer day. He turned again to face them, and now there could be seen a massive great sword in his left hand, before he began to approach the hostile forces.[/i]
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Another M1 Abrams painted in arctic cameo came crashing through a nearby building behind the other tank, pummeling down anyone in its path. It appeared to have jagged and sharp spikes on the front made from ice. Similar spikes decorated it all around, proving fatal to anyone who attempted boarding it. The trophy systems on board had been modified to block more projectiles and were EMP resistant. The head had at least two auto turrets mounted on it and one controlled minigun, all firing at regular intervals at incoming threats. It had cleared an entire street before viewing an opposing tank, not the General's, and aimed it's main gun at it. It fired, the heavy AP thermite round piercing its armor and incinerating the crew inside. The other tank soon exploded, being set ablaze from the inside. It was clear whoever was inside the tank was not happy, and obviously meant business.
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[i]Unfortunately for him, it was not that simple. His shots that hit soldiers did not in fact kill everything as some soldiers had tanked the blows, albeit with some damage to their armour. Attack helicopters swarmed the enemy tank and unleashed payloads of .50 cal shots and rockets, which was enough to completely wreck the hull and kill the crew. After all, it would in fact be bullshit if one tank could resist that many shots of a high caliber. [/i]
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Edited by Quincy_Frost: 12/24/2016 1:19:45 AMThe tank was moving at a ridiculous speed of 67 mph, managing to dodge most of the rockets and avoid the stream of bullet fire partially, having wound its way through the city's streets with ease. The head swiveled around, targeting a helicopter and firing. The shot missed however and wound up hitting a tree off in the distance. The tank continued to move, plowing over more troops as the trophy systems did their job and destroyed the majority of any missiles that would have hit the tank. The ones that did however didn't hit anywhere critical and only left dents and burn marks. This was clearly not an average tank. A loud train horn could be heard blowing as it continued its onslaught through the fronts.
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[spoiler]67miles per hour is definitely not fast enough to dodge missiles and bullets lmao[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]In a tight city area? Maybe, just maybe.[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]No that means you are caved in hahahahahaha[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Thermite and some extra speed goes a long way when making an escape route. Aka, plowing through a building. [/spoiler]
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That slows the tank down though. So you are gunna get lit up even more lol
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That's what the minigun is for. :P
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But you still get shot.... you ain't dodging shit ya furry tike!
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Trophy systems take care of missiles, and the roof of the building would still be intact (for a few seconds) giving the tank time to speed up again.
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You still get shot doh
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*initiate Russian accent* Is a tank, yes?
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Yes. But u still get shot. But in Russia, tank shoot you.
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That is point, comrade. Tank shoot you. You as in them. Tank wins. Tank may get shot, but tank made to get shot.
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[spoiler]I call bullshit. You can't outrun bullets and such dude, you're godmodding this shit. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Erg. I used bad wording. Ill edit. I didn't mean outrun the bullets, i meant dodging the stream of fire.[/spoiler]
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Edited by Skatch142: 12/24/2016 1:10:30 AM[spoiler]Was building a post off of this description and accidentally left it here.[/spoiler]
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[i]Kovich spotted the stranger and laughed. His exosuit against hers? Kovich knew his aces and his weaknesses as well as those of any exo, and he knew how to minimize it. He snapped the DMR up to her head and with pinpoint accuracy, he started firing and raining hell. [/i]
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*She stumbled back silently, the bullets ricocheting off her helmet, denting it but seemingly doing nothing more. A band attached to her right gauntlet glows yellow and forms a riot shield out of yellow energy. She holds it up, blocking the rest of the bullets as she approaches.*
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[i]Soldiers of Extryte behind her and around her took note as they raised their guns to her, unleashing hell as their 5.56 shots were directed towards her. Some were armour piercing and a few others were explosive, which would surely whittle away at her gear. [/i]
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*She was jostled back and forth as bullets ricocheted off of her and exploded, leaving dents all over her armor. The shield disappears and she starts to fall backwards. Just before she hits the ground, 2 inch long metal claws extend from the fingertips of her gauntlets and her propulsion pack fires. She is sent hurtling towards the soldier directly behind her, traveling 120 miles per hour.*
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[spoiler]Allowing deaths or no? [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]No death please. But she isn't retreating either. If she starts glowing blue then you've beaten her...[/spoiler]
