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Edited by Silas Mori:
8/23/2021 6:33:16 PM
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*Utah heads to the address.*
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[spoiler]Location: Lush Jungle | Time: Night | Combat Type: Stealth | Enemy: MTF Squadron | Character Weapon: Claws | Enemy Weapons: 2 Automatic Rifles, 3 Sniper Rifles, 1 Shotgun[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Can do![/spoiler] [i]Utah finds a moderately-sized warehouse, with several sets of windows allowing light to pour inside. The door is open, and people can be seen entering and exiting.[/i]
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*Utah heads towards the warehouse.* | [spoiler]Should I put what weapons will be used?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Sure. I should probably put that up there, yeah?[/spoiler] [i]Cobalt sits inside the front entrance, at a desk covered in stacks of waivers, sheets, and forms. He looks up as you approach.[/i] “Ah, hey! Here for the Simulations?”
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[spoiler]If you wish[/spoiler] | *Utah nods.*
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[spoiler]Hm. Guess it is![/spoiler] [i]He slides over a waiver, and a sheet detailing what she’d like, along with a pen.[/i]
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*Utah signs it, smiling.*
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[i]Cobalt takes the sheets back and files them.[/i] “Alright, awesome. Let’s go get you in a pod, yeah?” [i]He stands up, and gestures for her to follow. [/i]
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*Utah follows, sharpening her claws as she does.*
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[i]They pass rows of tilted metallic pods, and a small screen shows off the variety of environments, and their occupants. One user is in a firefight against dozens of soldiers, one’s fighting demons in the pits of hell, and one is wading through the soft water of a lagoon, while troopers scan the beaches. After a bit, they stop in front of an unoccupied pod. Cobalt gestures for her to step in. [/i]
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*Utah enters the pod.*
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[i]The door slides shut, and it reclines downwards. [/i] “Alright, gonna be a sudden drop, and you’ll be there. You’ll have a minute to prepare, then the sim starts!”
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“Ok.”
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“Alright, here you go!” [i]There’s a feeling, almost like she’s dropped out of an airplane, and she falls onto the jungle floor. The sky glitters with stars, and the only light comes from the moon.[/i]
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*Utah draws and sharpens her claws before looking for a place to hide.*
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[i]There are dozens of possible hiding spots, several fallen trees provide cover, and the canopy stretches far overhead.[/i]
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*Utah attempts to climb one of the trees.*
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[i]You manage to get up the tree, and just in time. A squad of five MTF members enter the clearing. The lead orders them to split up.[/i]
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*Utah watches them.*
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[i]They spread out, and begin to inspect the impact site. [/i]
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*Utah continues to watch them.*
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[i]One of them looks up around the trees, and just barely misses Utah with his glance.[/i]
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*Utah looks at him, and sharpens her claws.*
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Edited by CrazyCobaltMan: 8/23/2021 7:06:46 PM[i]The others also start to scan the trees, and one spots her. He shouts out, and they snap their weapons up, and begin to fire.[/i]
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*Utah tries to dodge the bullets.*
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[i]She manages to dodge most of them, but one grazes her leg. (15) The soldiers continue their barrage, illuminating her with flashlights to better spot her.[/i]
