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originally posted in:The New Dojo
3/26/2017 10:29:16 PM
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"Synth-human-huh? We-had-something-like-that. Tank-builts. Most-of-them-were-a-bust. Project-Steel-got some-results-back-in-the-Twenty-Five-Twenties. Those-guys-are-long-dead-though. We-got-project-Forlorn,-stuffed-the-growers-with-tech. Don't-like-the-idea-of-entirely-synthetic-replacement. Mass-produced-warriors."
Mechanist taped a purification grenade to the imitate-human, pushing it into space while pulling the pin.
"Tell-the-pilot-to-keep-his-distance. And-circle-regularly."
English
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"I'll make sure that happens." She had said, as the Kodiak ends up leaving from their sight. "Mechanist, sir. There should be a door up ahead that leads to the labs. Should maybe give you guys some answers to what happened. Unidentified lifeforms are beyond the lab doors. Lockdown reasons. They're all hostile, according to Chakwas." The pilot had said. "I'll check for any more signs within the next 5 minutes or so. You need backup, we'll send it to you." He had said.
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"Now-that-Ithink-about-it, Forlorn-troopers-are-very-mass-produced, we-used-them-when-traditional-warfare-was-unrewarding. Get-ready. Purifier-grenades-only work-if-the-target's-down. Gotta-do-this-fast-and-quick, and-if-you-get-any-stuff-on-you, biotic-it-off." Grabbing another type of grenade off his body, Mechanist pulled the pin, then threw it at the door. Apparently a multistage shaped charge, it blew through the door, and definitely would do damage to anything immediately on the other side.
