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originally posted in:The New Dojo
3/4/2017 4:38:59 AM
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"And why should we?" The Krogan arrogantly replies.
[spoiler]>Tell them about Clan Urdnot's break-in.
>Never mind, just kill them.[/spoiler]
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[i]"First of all, Urdnot broke in. Second of all, I'm the one holding the gun." [/i]
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"Right. We'll get out of your way!" The Krogan responds, the two moving outside. A third Krogan bike through the door, with three others. "What in all of Tuchanka is going on!" He yells, firing a round toward JT.
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[spoiler]What caliber is the round approximately? [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]I'd say .50 Caliber.[/spoiler]
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[i]The shot neared JT's body, forcing him to roll over to the other side in a quick combat maneuver. He raised the Suppresser, aimed, and fired at the enemy. [/i] [spoiler]Holy shit that's a bit overkill lmao. [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Krogan's do weigh anywhere between 800-1000 pounds, last time I checked...[/spoiler] The Krogans went into the room, not noticing JT anywhere.
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[spoiler]Fair lol. [/spoiler] [i]JT was baffled; A cowboy, standing amidst a -blam!-ton of aliens, going unnoticed? JT took the moment to sprint out of the room and towards the fourth floor. [/i]
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*The Krogan did seem to smell something, and started to follow JT's direction. As for what was in front of the cowboy, the door leading to the stairs was guarded by a turret and two birch a armed with ML-77 Rocket Launchers.*
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[i]JT started walking to the Krogan, flicking his right wrist out to the side as his hand folded back and around his arm, becoming simply multiple metal plates. A set of triangles protruded from his arm, and soon snough, it formed an industrial drill like that of a Big Daddy. The cowboy jumped up at the Krogan, making an attempt to drill through his skull. [/i]
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*It would've taken a little more force, but somehow, he was drilling through the Krogan's head...which made the Krogan somehow start to both respect and fear him, while the vorcha fired their rockets at him.*
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[i]JT used the momentum of moving forwards to shift weight to his right sude, forcing him to spin around the Krogan and let the rockets hit its backside. JT used the propulsion to quickly propel himself into the cannon that waited, and rip his drill out of the Krogan's head. The Marshal was starting to enjoy himself. [/i]
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The Krogan was blown into bits, body parts flying everywhere. The Krogan turned on the vorcha opening fire on them. Somehow, JT managed to get his own little Krogan posse to join him.
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[i]JT rolled to a stop and grabbed his M11 Suppressor, quickly making attempts to dispatch the Vorchas. "Boys, I need a SITREP."[/i]
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Whatever comms he had started to activate. "This is Urdnot Grunt, of Aralahk Company; anyone, come in! We're down to about 17 men, including myself!"
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[i]"I hear you Grunt, this is JT, Wrex sent me. Hold tight, where are you?"[/i]
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"Fourth floor; you'll see it when you get there." He replies, the comms abruptly stopping. Twelve vorcha, all armed with claws charged toward the group.
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[i]JT aimed his M11 and started popping off shots into the crowd. [/i] [spoiler]What caliber does the M11 use? [/spoiler]
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[spoiler]It's a high-caliber weapon. Can't find anything more specific.[/spoiler] The vorcha go down, although some buff themselves up with a small armor upgrade.
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[spoiler]Would it be akin to a modern rifle? [/spoiler] [i]JT grins at the fallen Vorcha, and start shooting at those that haven't fallen, until running out of ammo. [/i]
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[spoiler]Almost...basically, the recoil of an M1911 with the damage of a revolver, we'll say.[/spoiler] Yeah, all of them were dead. They dropped multiple thermal clips, which could suit as ammo for his pistol.
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[spoiler]That's .357 and .44; We'll use the latter. [/spoiler] [i]JT grabbed the ammunition from the bodies and reloaded his gun, before sprinting down to the fourth floor. [/i]
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*Below, about 12 Blood Pack Krogans and 20 Vorcha armed with various weapons were shooting at some kind of door, as other Krogan, in white and dark blue armor fought them off.*
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[i]JT grabbed the last grenade from his belt, and looked to his own men. "Anyone got an explosive?" He whispered. [/i]
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"Catch." One of the Krogan replied, throwing a cluster grenade, JT's way. It wasn't activated. [spoiler]Basically one grenade that fires mini-grenades.[/spoiler]
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[i]JT threw his frag and then the cluster grenade, activating both. [/i] [spoiler]Gotcha. [/spoiler]
