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3/4/2017 3:51:44 AM
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[i]JT raised his guns to the bieng's head and fired a round each at the eyes. [/i]
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  • "A lot. They're in that stockpile over there." Grunt had stated, pointing to the massive batch of explosives in the corner.

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  • [i]JT went to the explosives and grabbed as many as he could, before walking to the fifth floor. [/i]

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  • The Krogans followed him as they reached the fifth floor. In it, a lone Krogan armed with heavy shields, armor, and health looked toward the group, as the room flooded with vorcha and Krogan. "You dare defy our race? You dare defy the mighty Blood Pack in restoring the Krogan to their proper state? Then you shall die." He responds, as they all charged at the group.

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  • [i]JT said nothing, rather he threw all the grenades he carried. One by one, around fifteen cluster grenades soared through the air at him. [/i]

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  • There were at least 50 Krogan and 140 Vorcha I the room...that number reduced to barely 10 Krogan...yet the shields of the lead Krogan was barely scratched. "I quite admire your style...but I believe that was just a little tinker." He replied, pulling out a [url=http://vignette4.wikia.nocookie.net/masseffect/images/b/b6/ME3_Krogan_Warlord_Sentinel.png/revision/latest?cb=20130227103010]giant warhammer[/url] armed with electric bolts. His helmet concealed his face, as he charged at the group, everyone firing their weapons at once.

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  • [i]JT grinned, holstered his gun, and simply grasped the sheath of his dagger. He pulled out the strangely ornate blade, flicking it on the ground as the blade warped and extended, cutting three inches into the metal floor before returning to him. "Lets go mother-blam!-er." [/i]

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  • The Krogan Warlord, jumped up above the group, raising his Warhammer to strike them. Grunt and a few other Krogan rolled out of the way. The hammer was arced with electricity.

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  • [i]JT grinned as he spun around the room, swinging his knife as the blade extended to bite the throats of each Vorcha. [/i]

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  • *The Vorcha died instantly, as the Krogan Warlord charged with his hammer toward JT.

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  • [i]JT stood his ground, waited, and prepared himself with the knife at his side. [/i] [spoiler]What's the armour made of? [/spoiler]

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  • Edited by A Stormy Dio: 3/5/2017 4:59:29 AM
    [spoiler]Iridium, Palladium, and Titanum. The hammer's rock and steel.[/spoiler] The Krogan swung it JT's way, letting out a battle cry while doing so.

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  • Edited by JayTea: 3/5/2017 5:01:15 AM
    [spoiler]Diagonal, vertical or horizontal swing? [/spoiler]

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  • [spoiler]Sorry, forgot specifics. Vertical.[/spoiler]

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  • [spoiler]Up or down? [/spoiler]

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  • Edited by A Stormy Dio: 3/5/2017 5:05:09 AM
    [spoiler]From up to down. So he's raising it strike him.[/spoiler]

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  • [spoiler]Boutta -blam!- this mans day up lmao. [/spoiler] [i]JT spun to the right and out of the trajectory of the hammer, slicing upwards as hid blade extended and bit through steel and stone, chopping the hammer in half. The electricity went through JT's blade, losing charge on the rubber that was his skin and staying within the blade. [/i]

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  • The Krogan Warlord looked pretty dumbfounded at that...before everybody opened fire at him. His shields were torn through, and his armor was near half its original value.

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  • [i]JT stepped back and sheathed his knife, the electricity entering his sheath and shocking him as it touched his leg, leaving him momentarily stunned. Because he hasn't taken a hit in a long time and taking none would mean godmodding on my end. [/i]

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  • The remaining Blood Pack Krogans opened fire on JT, one Shotgun shell hitting his right leg. The others missed barely.

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  • [i]JT's legs were fleshy and organic in this body, though a nanite swarm moved from within his jacket to plug the hole, but he was still in excruciating pain. He grabbed the shotgun from his back and started taking shots at the leader. "Guys, take the others, I can handle this one."[/i]

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  • "Got it, JT. You heard the man!" Grunt yelled, Aralahk Ofmpany covering JT. The leader tried it desperately pull up a Exectioner 2- shot magnum pistol out. "The Blood Pack...will see fit...that Tatakai and Tuchanka falls." The leader replied.

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  • [i]JT's shotgun was aimed at the leader's head, and the trigger was pulled. A uranium-tipped 12 gauge shell was sent flying at his head. [/i] [spoiler]Just FYI, Uranium-Tipped shells are what tanks use for busting through walls and shit. [/spoiler]

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  • Edited by A Stormy Dio: 3/5/2017 5:31:36 AM
    There was a hole and a lot of blood where the Warlord once was, the place beginning it crumble apart. "Um...I think that's our cue to go!" Grunt yelled, busting though where they came to find the opening to the hole.

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  • [i]JT fell to his knees, a set of four black waves encompassing his arms and legs, carrying him in the air through nanites and flight as he made way towards the exit. He stood on the ground once he was on the surface, limping to his ship with his shotgun in hand. [/i]

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  • Edited by A Stormy Dio: 3/5/2017 5:38:00 AM
    *Grunt saw this and ran to him, providing himself support while firing off any more hostile with the Claymore Shotgun in his other hand.* "No one...gets left behind, huh?" He asks JT, a Krogan version of a smile plastered on his face.

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