clamping down on the mouth of his teammate as they start to holler, he draws the tranquil pistol he was given and tries to take a shot at the guard approaching, growling in frustration. He was never good at setting plans in motion, but this was annoying beyond belief. Utter incompetence from every single one of his team, self included, and more still from the agency itself!
[3] You slap your hand over Billy Bob's yawping gob and whip out your tranquiliser gun with your free hand, quickly loosing a discreet little dart at the oncoming guard with a quiet
fwip. The fierce wind carries the tiny projectile somewhat off-course, however, and it merely nicks the target's sleeve. You might've grazed him, but considering that you were told you'd need nothing short of a perfect shot to actually incapacitate someone, you doubt your shot will amount to much.
It seems the stealthy route isn't really just going to work now isn't it?
Activate my jet pack while equipped trying with my hatchet at hand trying to land near this fellow, quickly analyze him to see if its October, and if not whack them with my hatchet
[4] You free yourself from the snow you so recently buried yourself in and grab the handles of your jetpack, squeezing both buttons provided and sending snow billowing everywhere as you launch yourself skywards. A quick hop towards the facility brings you over that troublesome fence and much closer to the oncoming individual, who you see flinch slightly as a small dart tears his uniform sleeve. His erratic movements make it tough to be certain, but you're fairly sure you recognise that face from yesterday. The voice crackling through your earpiece confirms as much.
"Yes, it's October. Try not to yell here, you'll catch the guards' attention. They've spotted some of your movements on camera, but they think it's just a bear."
October said into his earpiece.
"I've been informed that there would be a helicopter of sorts arriving in half an hour, my guess is that our target is on it."
((Oh this is going to Get Grizzly for whoever is coming out here.))
Now Knowing that probably wasn't october, Billy bob Charged whoever the new guy was, Attempting to Maul him in the Chest with the Drill while he was distracted by the two Clumsy Fools.
[1 vs 2] Is your earpiece even working..? Judging by the fact that you're actively being assaulted by two of your friends-in-arms and with the third closing the distance from the air with a hatchet in hand, you can only assume that there's been some grave, grave error in communication. You've no time to ponder on the quality of your gear or attempt to re-establish friendly relations before Billy Bob body-checks you with the weight of a loaded truck. The impact sends both of you sprawling into the snow, the fierce-looking lasers on the end of his oversized drill swinging wildly past your torso and slicing a pattern into the frosty ground below you as its owner tumbles head-over-heels, very nearly decapitating himself with his own weapon. You didn't fare much better, with a torn uniform and some very acute pain surrounding your ribs as you writhe around on the floor.
AGENT CODENAME: BILLY BOB (crazyabe)
Equipment: laser excavator, miniaturized punt gun, 2x punt gun shells, 2x Pseudorangs, earpiece
Status: Somewhat embarrassed, with the team
AGENT CODENAME: MASTERMIND (Dustan Hache)
Equipment: tranquiliser pistol, 3x tranquiliser darts, omni-baton, guide to pugilism, earpiece
Status: Fine, with the team
AGENT CODENAME: AVIATOR (Shadowclaw777)
Equipment: AKM, 2x 7.62mm magazines, jet pack, hatchet, earpiece
Status: Airborne, with the team
AGENT CODENAME: OCTOBER (Chrose)
Equipment: four-shot wallet gun, smoke box, 2x Pseudorangs, earpiece
Status: In serious pain, damaged uniform, with the team
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Topic: Agents of O.G.O.D. - Operation: Dirty Skies (Read 5001 times)