Blood Gulch Blues

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Baby Bonnie Hood

Well, guess she won't be deciding which team she'll be in since she doesn't have a tag designated to her. Instead, she is stuck in the ship with a bunch of nobodies. Some time later, some lizard guy starts talking to the group via video feed. When asked about why they were not in any of the teams, B.B. answered "Is it because we don't have tags on us?"

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[SpaceRavens03]

"So... I wouldn't doubt that you're all wondering why you weren't given teams, correct?"

Not exactly. Duran thought to himself as he and the unmarked "recruits" listened to Toffee. Strange codename he gave himself. He had mixed feelings about the current situation he found himself in. On one hand,he was subtly baffled that he wasn't choose for either team,if the lack of tag was anything to come by. Yet on the other,seeing the sort of colourful (no pun intended) cast that will be his comrades had he joined,he was immensely relieved to be away from them.

The lack of organisation is perhaps what baffles Slayer far more than anything else. A wonder they have yet to be fired if this had been continuing for years. Either someone will come back with tags meant for them,or perhaps worse case scenario....

“We're probably just here to be target dummies or mine testers.”

Duran bluntly guessed,ignoring whatever unamused looks he may be receiving in turn from the other untagged like him.




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[Ferociousfeind]

Pearl Pygmy

"Soldier Tucker! Keep it in your DAMN pants, or I'll personally boot you to the Red base!" Pearl snapped at Tucker, before turning back to Church, "What we do with the base is not important! It's how we use it as a distraction that is important!"

She pointed to the rocky path along the edge of the canyon they were all entrapped in, "This is our new base, unless you have something of value in that compromised hunk of concrete and horseshit. Lure the reds into the Blue base, and then attack from all sides! We take no prisoners. Any fucking questions?"

thatguyinthestore The rest of the blue team I guess

 

[RedLight]

Ren is one of the last to leave the aircraft, which has held him long enough. "It's morning in this world..." He tells himself upon being greeted by the sun. Ren walks down the aircraft, letting his dark armor bathe under the sun. His shadow, behind him, much darker than his armor now. It would seem that they have landed in a battlefield—infantry soldiers everywhere. And the landscape is just something that makes him feel home. But why here though? Instead of thinking about dying, more or less slowly succumb to fear, Ren reminisces himself the glorious times of conquering worlds. He had always met victory in places like this. Ren then sees a tiny 'creature' among them—Lana. Someone whom he saw earlier involved in a ruckus. Ren walks closer to Lana. "Tell me, what could you possibly be capable of, that you're sent into a battlefield?" He asks her calmly, yet there's a hint of tyranny in his voice.

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[ConnorOfficials]

Lilith nervously laughed before answering,
"Nooooooooo?"
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[SheepKing]

Narancia Ghirga

Narancia stared at the map, trying his best to remember all the little details imprinted onto it. The place looked like some sort of canyon, like the type of thing you’d see at Gorropu Gorge only instead of being a tourist spot, it was a battle field. The distinctive colored dots on the two corner of the map were obviously the main bases of the teams, connected together by one winding path with other things such as caves and little mountains sprinkled about as well. Hopefully he could find someone with more knowledge about maps to help him find the best route to get the hell out of there but for now, Narancia reluctantly concluded he’d be pretty fucking screwed if he decided to run off all by himself. At least with a not so immediate decision, the teenager could hopefully prepare for such of an escape attempt. He could possibly steal supplies such as food and weapons before heading off in the night. Well, that’s what Narancia imagined as he stood in front of the projector.

A few minutes or so later Narancia popped back out from his imagination with a sudden jolt from the plane, causing him to slam into the nearby wall with a loud thud. Rubbing the now sore points of impact, he turned to the man in charge yelling out a simple, “The hell was that!?” Thankfully another member of the vast group had already answered that, saying that they’d all probably landed. About damn time! The anxiety of awaiting for their destination had been steadily weighing down upon the boy and not to assume, probably most other people there as well. Whatever laid behind the aircraft’s exit would become Narancia’s present and affect whatever his future had in store.

Natural sunlight finally entered the space as Narancia got his first look of Blood Gulch. The place was certainly something alright. Littered across coarse dirt terrain he could see small patches of grass alongside other geographical features. All in all, the place looked pretty barren for what was supposed to be a battlefield. He’d been expecting something like out of a post apocalyptic nightmare with guys in those shiny suits shooting the hell out of each other. This was surprisingly enough, a pretty boring place. Disappoint yet relief flooded the gangster as he finally stepped off the plane. Greeting them all was another metallic asshole who was much more shouty compared to the purple guy. This one wore a brilliant red suit so he was probably on team red. Others soon followed with one in brown for some reason speaking in Spanish. Italian and Spanish were incredibly different languages but apparently the two shared a few words between them as Narancia understood he’d mention something about ‘with little’ and another thing about a ‘command’. That unfortunately was all the boy could get from mr. brown guy’s little speech. Funnily enough it seemed his boss didn’t even get that as he mentioned something totally different. Holy fuck, were these seriously assholes the guys who’re gonna send him out to kill people!? Already the kid could assume that things would only go down hill from there.

After that he’d discover the tag on his shirt and be sent off with unfortunately the Red Team. When they got to the base Mister Red Guy let them off, freeing them to explore the all there was. Seeing it as the perfect opportunity to enact phase one of ‘Plan to get the fuck out of here (actual title pending)’ Narancia searched for where they might be keeping supplies. Somebody else also seemed to be looking for the same thing and upon closer inspection it was that one chick from earlier. The one who was sizing up the deathmetal dude. Casually Narancia caught up with her, saying not an introduction but instead commenting,

“I wonder what sorta sci-fi weapon shit they got in here”

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[Ferociousfeind]

Pearl Pygmy

"THEN MARCH! LET'S RELOCATE, TEAM!"

Promptly, Pearl began leading whoever was observant enough to follow, leading her troupe to the rocky canyon wall, squatting at the edge of the outcropping to see if the Reds were doing a god-damned thing at all.

Blue teeeeeeam~

 

[Gundam Watcher 27]

"Oh, uh, alright then. It's nice to meet you I g-- HAAAWWWWW!!!" Mid-sentence, poor Grif had already been assaulted by the newest Red Team member. He clutched his nuts and berries and whimpered lightly, before slowly falling to the ground. "W-why.... me...?" He muttered wakly.

Meanwhile, Sarge, who had noticed this extreme act of bravery, ran over to Grif and Llen, smiling at the latter with as wide a grin as he could muster from behind that helmet of his. "Great job, Private! You haven't even been here five minutes and you're already assaultin' Grif!" Sarge exclaimed happily, before sniffling slightly. "Bring's a damn tear to my eye..." After a moment of silent, proud, manly sobbing, Sarge placed a firm hand on Llen's shoulder ad shook her lightly. "Ya know what... for your extreme act of bravery here today... I'm promoting you from Private to Specialist, effective immediately!" He said, before extending an arm out to shake her hand. "Congratulations, Soldier..."

Grif simply continued crying on the ground while all this transpired.

Llen would reply, "Just doing my job sir."
She replied after Sarge congratulated her for assaulting Griff. However, she was soon told she would move up to being a specialist.
Llen would shake hands with Sarge, before looking at the direction the enemy base is in.

"Any chance I am allowed to form a team and attack the Blue guys yet?"

 

[StaidFoal]

Finally, someone else had stepped between the two, but it seemed all for naught, as Lobo made it known that he would glady take two on at once. Corvo was about to say something to him and Odessa when the plane jolted them all back. Corvo caught on to the one of the seats to avoid stumbling to the ground. He overheard what one of the other passengers said, and lo and behold, they had arrived. Behind the mask, Corvo glared at Lobo for the last time. "Nobody is so tall that they can rise above the stench of death." And with that, Corvo walked out the hatch of the ship.

"A sleeping Serkonan guard is more fearsome than these 'soldiers'," he remarked. Already, he could see more than five weak spots in their armor, one leading to a vital area of the body. "Blue, huh?" he mumbled as he found the tag. He silently followed the Blues to their base, still donning his mask. Their base was nothing like the forts in Dunwall. Corvo didn't feel like mingling with the others yet, choosing to explore the base. Yup, still completely foreign design and technology. Partway in he spotted someone else. His eyes weren't deceiving him; that was a lizard person casually strolling around. "This place just gets weirder and weirder," he grumbled.

But even so, he felt exploring with another person, even if they were non-human, would be more effective. He approached Myrtle, removing his mask so she didn't see it as threatening. "You also mapping out the place?" he asked. After she answered, he said, "I'd prefer searching for the armory, first. They should at least have a sword or basic pistol lying around."

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[Dylan.thomas7]

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Once the aircraft landed and the doors opened, Majima walked out nonchalantly towards the already huge gathering of people being formed around the multicoloured armoured men, this of course made Majima smile as he knew something interesting was guaranteed to happen. Majima stopped and listened to the multicoloured armoured men argue about mundane and useless things, which made Majima chuckle as he now understood that this situation he found himself was indeed harmless towards him and that there was indeed fun to be had. Once the topic of tags were brought up, Majima instantly checked the back of his leopard print jacket, he found the tag coloured red. while walking towards the red base, he starts humming rather loudly. After listening to what the last guy had to say, Majima took up his advise and started walking around in no particular direction.

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[jigglesworth]

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"That... doesn't really help," he said to Snake, at this mention of stealth tank armor? Just complicates things further, to Price.

Suddenly, the plane started shaking, knocking him off balance for but a moment. According to some man by the window, they had landed. At least things will start to pick up now. Actually, maybe that isn't a good thing. Considering how vague the "information" they've been given thus far has been, he's not expecting anything that will actually clear the air. Still, he departs with the others and the soiled Doc off the plane; not like he had any other choice. When they came out, the large group was met with...

Disappointment.

Pure and utter disappointment.

At least for Price, anyhow. Does he really have to work with these idiots? It's not like he doesn't flout protocol himself, but Jesus Christ, these schmucks have no sense of organization. It just gets more and more confusing. The base is in shambles, on one end of a god damn box canyon. What is the point? To top it all off, the blue team, who the reds are apparently fighting, just waltzes over. Freely. It seems as though some of the group belongs to the blue team, designated by a tag on the back of their shirt. Price turns his over and sees he's on the Blue Team. Wonderful. The Blues seemed just as dysfunctional as the Reds. This'll be a treat.

The Captain nodded to Snake, "Right," then followed Church back to the blue base. It was just the Red base, but instead of being on THAT side of the canyon, it was on THIS side of the canyon. Is this some kind of social experiment? Someone decided to sod off towards some rocks, pretending they were in charge, and claiming their not even half-cocked plan is going to work. "You think we can actually operate on that bullshit, half-cocked plan?" he called after. He shook his head, focusing instead on the base. No one in their right mind would follow her, right? He walked in with some others. Nothing impressive. He searched with the others for the armory.

"Hope they have more than a sword and pistol, mate. We'll need it."

 

[PolikShadowbliss]

Narancia Ghirga

Narancia stared at the map, trying his best to remember all the little details imprinted onto it. The place looked like some sort of canyon, like the type of thing you’d see at Gorropu Gorge only instead of being a tourist spot, it was a battle field. The distinctive colored dots on the two corner of the map were obviously the main bases of the teams, connected together by one winding path with other things such as caves and little mountains sprinkled about as well. Hopefully he could find someone with more knowledge about maps to help him find the best route to get the hell out of there but for now, Narancia reluctantly concluded he’d be pretty fucking screwed if he decided to run off all by himself. At least with a not so immediate decision, the teenager could hopefully prepare for such of an escape attempt. He could possibly steal supplies such as food and weapons before heading off in the night. Well, that’s what Narancia imagined as he stood in front of the projector.

A few minutes or so later Narancia popped back out from his imagination with a sudden jolt from the plane, causing him to slam into the nearby wall with a loud thud. Rubbing the now sore points of impact, he turned to the man in charge yelling out a simple, “The hell was that!?” Thankfully another member of the vast group had already answered that, saying that they’d all probably landed. About damn time! The anxiety of awaiting for their destination had been steadily weighing down upon the boy and not to assume, probably most other people there as well. Whatever laid behind the aircraft’s exit would become Narancia’s present and affect whatever his future had in store.

Natural sunlight finally entered the space as Narancia got his first look of Blood Gulch. The place was certainly something alright. Littered across coarse dirt terrain he could see small patches of grass alongside other geographical features. All in all, the place looked pretty barren for what was supposed to be a battlefield. He’d been expecting something like out of a post apocalyptic nightmare with guys in those shiny suits shooting the hell out of each other. This was surprisingly enough, a pretty boring place. Disappoint yet relief flooded the gangster as he finally stepped off the plane. Greeting them all was another metallic asshole who was much more shouty compared to the purple guy. This one wore a brilliant red suit so he was probably on team red. Others soon followed with one in brown for some reason speaking in Spanish. Italian and Spanish were incredibly different languages but apparently the two shared a few words between them as Narancia understood he’d mention something about ‘with little’ and another thing about a ‘command’. That unfortunately was all the boy could get from mr. brown guy’s little speech. Funnily enough it seemed his boss didn’t even get that as he mentioned something totally different. Holy fuck, were these seriously assholes the guys who’re gonna send him out to kill people!? Already the kid could assume that things would only go down hill from there.

After that he’d discover the tag on his shirt and be sent off with unfortunately the Red Team. When they got to the base Mister Red Guy let them off, freeing them to explore the all there was. Seeing it as the perfect opportunity to enact phase one of ‘Plan to get the fuck out of here (actual title pending)’ Narancia searched for where they might be keeping supplies. Somebody else also seemed to be looking for the same thing and upon closer inspection it was that one chick from earlier. The one who was sizing up the deathmetal dude. Casually Narancia caught up with her, saying not an introduction but instead commenting,

“I wonder what sorta sci-fi weapon shit they got in here”

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Odessa didn’t even jump at Naranica’s introduction.

“Probably or like the-rest of this place. They probably don’t have anything at all.“

She lookedover to Naranica.

“Odessa. And you are?”

 

[Veradana]

The man who approached her had the dress and bearing of a decent man, but his mask made him look like a member of a secretive cabal. The air around him tasted of blood and mud, so he was perhaps a mercenary of some sort, even before his capture by this gang.

“Yes,” she said, “although I don’t know how much good it will do, there is value in being informed of ones surrounding, especially in case of a military ambush or pincer. Should we need to do so, an expedient evacuation of the civilians can only be done if we have a plan.”

At his suggestion of searching out an armoury, Myrtle nodded, her fingertips reaching for where her sword would normally be.

“I agree on that front. A battle cannot be fought empty clawed. That man in amethyst may not have been willing to return my sabre, but someone here must have taken it, and I will see that it is returned.”


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[Sayo-Nara]

Lana

I walked alone for a bit before someone who I saw on the aircraft before approached me. I didn’t know his name and he seemed to want to know what I was capable of. I gladly answered his question. I lowered my head and deepened my voice to sound as menacing and dramatic as I could.
“You want to know what I’m capable of...? Hehehehe.... you have no idea just exactly what I’m capable of. You don’t know what kind of power I really hold. What kind of experience I really have! If you so desperately want to know what I’m capable of I’ll tell you!
I dunno.”
I just shrugged. I had never been on a battle field before. I haven’t really ever been in a fight at all really. I’ve just kind of watched them before.
“Oh, don’t get me wrong though... I have plenty of battle experience... you see this scar on my leg? I got that when I tripped and fell when a bee was chasing me! YES! A BEE! The most dastardly of insects...”

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[StaidFoal]

Their conversation was rudely interrupted when the vehicle came to an abrupt stop, almost throwing Megumin to the ground. But seeing the hatch open to the outside world made her forget the terrible experience, running out for the fresh air. Even if they were surrounded by canyons, a vastly different scene from Axel City, she was clearly relieved to be out of the cramped jet. The Crimson Demon listened in amusement at the bickering between the different-colored soldiers, glancing at her red tag when they mentioned that.

She wasn't feeling up to talking with her teammates; maybe it was because they were forced together, or rather they weren't Kazuma, Aqua, and Darkness. So instead, she watched the bickering with a blank face. She noted how Llen kicking the orange man between the legs earned her an instant promotion. "If hurting Griff is what gives you a high rank..." Megumin breathed in through her nose, forcing what she thought was a cool-looking scowl. Megumin climbed up on a rock quite a distance away from the orange-armored man. From there, her chants would be faint to hear, not that it mattered.

"I have been waiting all this time... I suffered from Explosion withdrawal for this moment!" She didn't care that every single person plus the base was there; she's had enough of this new world crap, the eccentric looking people, and pretty much everything. Of course, Megumin still had no idea that her beloved Explosion was gone...

"Darkness blacker than black and darker than dark, I beseech thee, combine with my deep crimson. The time of awakening cometh. Justice, fallen upon the infallible boundary, appear now as an intangible distortions! I desire for my torrent of power a destructive force: a destructive force without equal! Return all creation to cinders, and come frome the abyss!" She opened her eyes and pointed her arm at Griff. "Explosion!"

. . .

Only now did she recall and acknowledge what the others said about their powers vanishing. Only now did her heart sink to a pitch black void, cold and isolated. Now, she sat against the rock hugging her knees, face frozen with despair. "My glamorous Explosion... What happened to my Explosion... My Explosion can't be gone..."

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[thatguyinthestore]

Toffee let out a subdued chuckle in response to Lucky's and Duran's further rants and words.

"Oh... you think that I'm the one who brought you all together like this?" He asked, before chuckling further and shaking his head. "No.. no, I'm afraid that I was not responsible for this little... mishap." He stopped talking for a moment and thought more on his next few words. "You see... I represent a group of people. Think of us as.... benefactors, if you will. Observers." He cleared his throat, then continued. "Although we did not have anything to do with you being sent here, per say... we did have some pull over who got assigned to which team. We made sure that you did not get assigned to any. The answer to why is simple:

We want to see what you're capable of. During your stay here in Blood Gulch, because believe me, you will eventually be out of this whole mess, you all will be playing both sides. We have supplied the Reds and Blues with a fair amount of money. Every now and then, they will supply you with this money to aid them. You will take this money, and you will act as hired men for their operations. If you manage to do so successfully... I promise you, you will be rewarded handsomely in the end. Do you understand?"

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"Uhhh... alright, then." Church said in heavy confusion as he watched Captain Falcon introduce himself, before turning to face Saburo, who had approached him. He rose a brow in confusion at his words, however, though he let him speak nonetheless. "Uhhh... I dunno if you've noticed, New Guy, but we don't really have a 'duty list' around here. But if you wanna clean the place up then... by all means, be my guest." He said, after which he would thumb down the hall. "The armory's that way, by the way."

"Okay, okay, geez! No need to be such a fuckin' bitch!" Tucker shouted in response to Pearl's words, while Church just stared on passively. When she began speaking to him, however, Church just let out a groan in response.

"God... don't you think we've tried that already? They outnumber us five to three, and with our fucking surplus of new recruits, staging a fucking ambush in this tiny ass base is kinda hard, don't ya think?" He asked, though instead of getting a response, Pearl simply walked off to do... something. Church, in all honesty, had no idea what... though at the same time, he didn't really care either.

Those of you who had decided to search the armory had found quite a bit of weapons, though none of them were any special. The primary weapons they had were assault rifles and sniper rifles, while the secondary weapons were simply just pistols. They also had throwing knives, grenades, and sticky bombs. However, upon actually picking any weapons up, you would find that you could only carry one primary weapon at a time, as well as the others. The armory also had plenty of ammo to stock up on, so there was no issue there.

While in the armory, though, they would also find Michael, who was currently loading various rounds into his pistol.

"Oh, hey. Glad to know some of you assholes had enough brains to stock up first." He said as he cocked the pistol with a satisfying CLICK!
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As Narancia went to go find the armory, she would eventually do so, and in there she would find the same exact weapons that were found in Red Base. Assaut Rifles and Sniper Rifles for Primary Weapons, Pistols for secondary, and hand grenades and throwing knives for the other weapons. And, just like the members of Blue Team, she would find that she could only carry one primary weapon at a time.

Meanwhile, as Majima just hummed loudly and walked aimlessly around the Red Base like an idiot, the dark-armored Red Team member from earlier, Lopez, approached him.

"Te ves como un idiota.

(You look like a fucking idiot.)"

Back with Sarge, he would let out a laugh in response to her eager words.

"Heheheheh... I like the cutta your jib, lady. Keeping talking like this, and you'll be an amazing Red Soldier in no time!" He exclaimed, following it up with another chuckle. "But... I'm afraid not. Half of these new recruits ain't even got their weapons yet! But, don't worry, the time WILL eventually come when you can blast them damn dirty Blues sky high!" Sarge shouted, letting out another hearty laugh soon after.

Back at... somewhere else in the base, as Megumin was crying on the floor, yet another familiar Red Team soldier made their way over to her aid!

"Heeeeyyyy!!! What's wrooooooooooooonnnnnnnnnnnnnnng!?" The pink-armored soldier, Donut, asked her in an annoyingly high pitched voice.

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Meanwhile, as Pearl (and anyone who may have decided to follow her) moved up to the canyons to survey the Red Team, she would find that they were doing... nothing! That's right, everyone in Red Team was simply mingling and talking... hell, she could even spot Grif and Simmons on the rooftop just chatting like nothing was even wrong!

"Hey."

"Yeah?"

"You ever wonder why we're here?"

Yeah, it didn't look like she would get anywhere from up here. Not for now at le--


"HIIII!!!!"

Suddenly, Pearl's ears were assaulted by a familiar loud, shrill voice from earlier. As she turned around, she would find it to be coming from none other than...

Doc! Who had made his way up here to these canyons at... some point. Apparently.

Ferociousfeind @Canyons​

 

[Venom Snake]

“Alright. Anything else we should know seeing as we don’t have a choice in this?” Snake said this as he holstered his knife on his chest, and crossed his arms.

 

[PopcornPie]

Lucky's eyes widened. Money!? Well, at least he was being paid to get scarred, before being thrown out like an old toy. Not to mention, being paid to kill his only friends was a low he no longer felt he would sink to. "Yeah, well..." The rabbit snorted, knowing it would come off as ungrateful. "If it brings me to harm certain people, then you can forget about it, leather-lips!" Not to mention, what the hell would he spend it on, since it was pretty clear that he would never see his home again? "I don't like the sound of being 'out of this mess'. And you shouldn't, either. You think I'll die in the desert when you abandon us? How about instead, I burrow my way to town, and let everyone know how you treat innocent people?" He grinned devilishly. "I'm not as raggedy and helpless as I look, sir."

"Yeah, just keep telling yourself that, Lucky. You are dead meat once this shit is over."

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[DerpyCarp]

"Quest accepted!" Announces Lealan, who does a little twirl as she does so. "If you want to see what we are capable of, can we get our stuff back. Some of us are severely handicapped without it." Not to point fingers, but she does glance toward Lucky as she says this.
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[Ferociousfeind]

Pearl Pygmy

"You are the one face I had hoped I would never have seen again, Doc!" Pearl reprimanded, after recovering from the shock of someone sneaking up on her. This shit needs to stop happening. "What are you doing here? I'm trying to conduct important espionage!"

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[PopcornPie]

Lucky gave Lealan a slight glare. "Hey." He huffed. "Remember what I did to Benedict and Josh, Lassie? I could do that twicefold once whatever's been done to me heart wears off." If there wasn't any confidence to his voice, it was because he was mainly focusing on if it was going to be possible for all his fellow captives to survive off cacti and earthworms. As a rabbit, he wouldn't have much problem...then again, he probably had the smallest, least needy stomach of them all.

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[DerpyCarp]

Lealan raises her hands in surrender. "I don't mean you specifically. Im fairly crippled without some of my own Techs. Im just saying at 100% we wpuld have a much better time showing what we can do." thatguyinthestore P PopcornPie

 

[PopcornPie]

"Nah, Lass, if I knew this was gonna happen, I woulda brought me paw o' death." Lucky replied understandingly. "Ugh, I wouldn't be surprised if somebody stole it by now, unless me house was locked behind them." Oh, that reminded him. "By the way, I was watching Duck Dynasty when you kidnapped me. Assuming you even plan to do it at all, if I get sent home to find me house a burned ruin, I am making me own nuclear bomb, figuring out where this place is, and sending it here. And I don't give a shit if the war is over by then."

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[SpaceRavens03]

“The only "handsome" reward that matters to me is a ticket back to where I came from.” Slayer retorted. “I still have targets running rampant in my world,doing as they wished without a care. Money will do little to convince me to partake in this.”

Duran thought of the group of Incarnate hunters known as "Wild Hunt". Squadrons roaming around USA,claiming that their actions are to ensure that Incarnates would also obey the law like humans would. A run-in with Terrence Blake,the Incarnate "Ares" had revealed it was not truly the case however. Wild Hunt was hunting down every Incarnates,registered or unregistered. He would have turned a blind eye to this if he had known that they were also exterminating Incarnates like the other Slayers under Akohr's command.

However,they were not exterminating. If what Wild Hunt's former member had tipped him regarding the disappearance of the Incarnates hunted by Wild Hunt was true,then it meant they might have been kidnapping them for reasons unknown. Duran could not help feel uncomfortable thinking about what such action could lead to in the future. As such he had tasked himself to take the commander of Wild Hunt: Erendina Quinn,Incarnate "Brynhildr".

Why Terrence Blake,a man fighting for the rights of Incarnates,would tell Duran himself that,the Slayer himself does not know. What matters more to him however is that if he allowed the hunt to continue on,it could be highly disastrous for days to come.

If Toffee here has the means to bring them back in return for acting as mercenaries,then he'll play along as hired arms for the two squad of clowns that he had not been sorted into. If he does not and insisted on cash....getting out will prove to be a challenge.


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Baby Bonnie Hood

"Oh goodie! I cannot wait to kill everybody, including you, and you, and you! What a joy!" B.B. is really excited, not for the sport but for the cash. "I wonder what I will buy with that amount of cash. Maybe a nuclear bomb!" She said.

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