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    Realistic or Modern Dirty Dead

    Captain BeckBeck hit the ground moving, head on a swivel as he stepped back 3 steps and turned around, Benelli rising to chest level as he scanned the smoke. Behind him, two thuds followed Dowers and O'Neal arriving on his six. "On your right boss," was accompanied by the sound of movement as...
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    Realistic or Modern Dirty Dead

    20:00 Dusk Capital Hill Operation Monarch Captain Beck Beck slowly brought a sharpening stone along the cutting edge of his ax, a slight pre-mission ritual he'd developed over the years. The chopper was silent other than the whirr of the blades overhead, most likely due to the shock that had...
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    Realistic or Modern Dirty Dead

    Dirty Dead Briefing The heavy riffs of AC/DC's "Dirty Deeds" seemed to do battle with the loud engines of the Huey as the aircraft flies laden with troops low over the water. The Huey is stuffed hip to shoulder with a squad of five marines, each seasoned and prepared for the task ahead. At...
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    Realistic or Modern Quarantine

    The distant sound of music echoed down the dark city streets, downtown the night was alive and the bass tone of the clubs reverberated through the packed streets. New Ruark's nightlife was alive and pulsing with energy, it was certain to be a night like no other. One club, in particular, was...
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    Realistic or Modern Quarantine

    MOURN THE DUSK FEAR THE DARK FIGHT FOR YOUR LIFE Welcome to QUARANTINE, an over the top (yet not too much) anime themed zombie survival role play! QUARANTINE takes place in New Ruark, Georgia, a small city neighboring the larger city of Savannah. It is day two of the fall of society at the...
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    Fandom Dead Space: New Moon

    Knowledge of Dead Space 1 through 3 recommended, spoilers possibly ahead.
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    Futuristic The Medusa Strain

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    Futuristic Epsilon (Always Accepting)

    Victoria looked on in confusion, recognizing the voice from earlier but not understanding why the man was dressed as an MP. "What's...what's going on?" she asked. "Don't worry about it. Just sit tight while we get out of here. Johnson, sedate her." The man ordered, waving a hand at a man who...
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    Futuristic Epsilon (Always Accepting)

    Victoria's hearing slowly returned to her as she assesed her options. The MPs around her spread out, scanning the area as one kept a gun trained on her head. Victoria's head snapped right as a distinct noise crossed the hallway with a ding, the elevator tone. Victoria watched as the elevator...
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    Futuristic Epsilon (Always Accepting)

    Victoria continued, following the path her display created for her through the hospital. Her destination soon approached, unguarded and forgotten among all the chaos and panic. Victoria didn't hesitate as she grabbed the handle and started to push the door open. A subtle click that didn't belong...
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    Futuristic Epsilon (Always Accepting)

    Victoria paused as a voice yelled her way, at least she thought it was her way. She quickly accessed her options, knowing that the likelihood of the distraction lasting long enough for her to fight through whoever this was and get to the target was minimal, and not a chance she wanted to risk...
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    Futuristic Epsilon (Always Accepting)

    Victoria started to step out just as two bullets ripped past her, pinging off the wall inches from her face as she slammed back around the corner. Victoria took another break and spun back out, firing off three shots, although the second and third shot went wide as a third bullet that had been...
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    Futuristic Epsilon (Always Accepting)

    Victoria took the stairs two at a time, quickly finding herself out of breath upon reaching the third floor. "Fucking stairs..." she grumbled, pausing a moment by the door before proceeding so that she could catch her breath. "Hmmm...a Jonathan Steele...that's my target and he should be on this...
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    Futuristic Epsilon (Always Accepting)

    New Mobville Hospital, Epsilon "I don't like this..." Victoria muttered once more under her breath, checking over her gear once more as the small van neared it's destination. "Yea, we know. None of us really do, but this prick needs to die and if Red had done the task right the first time...
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