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Re: Inheritance (Halo Role-Play)
« Reply #60 on: June 04, 2012, 07:07:36 PM »
OOC: My understanding was that the spartans numbered 5, since Psycho is considered not there for the moment, and thus were in the troop transport. The Hellfighters and the injured pilot were in the normal, minigun kind.


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Re: Inheritance (Halo Role-Play)
« Reply #61 on: June 05, 2012, 12:36:56 AM »
OOC: The passenger Hog of Halo 3 seats 5. and yes since Psycho voiced not wanted to be in this anymore i have dropped him



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« Reply #62 on: June 05, 2012, 12:49:16 AM »
OOC:  Fixed.   changed a bit of stuff.
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« Reply #63 on: June 05, 2012, 01:51:49 AM »
As the pair of Warthogs passed through the first toll plaza that led into the city they all saw the several high-rise buildings, skyscrapers and infrastructure burning, crumbling or otherwise heavily damaged. The heavily armed convoy rolled into the first expressway tunnel leading under the east side of the financial district.

"We should be able to avoid any unwanted alien attention down here." said Richard on the units comm. Being underground would cover them from any enemy air attack and he doubted the Covenant had reached the lower levels yet seeing as they were preoccupied with wreaking havoc topside. He steered left of a water main break in the tunnel wall to his left and set geysers of water in the air behind the vehicles large treaded tires. Dodging abandoned cars, vans and delivery vans he thought of the couple million people that inhabited this city. Terrified, running for their lives. No idea what to do or where to go an an enemy hell bent on their deaths rushed in. He slowly shook his head as he careened around a burning delivery truck.

A few minutes of driving down the red emergency lit tunnel brought the convoy to stop. An emergency bulkhead had closed, blocking the entire highway tunnel.

"S hit" he breathed.
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Re: Inheritance (Halo Role-Play)
« Reply #64 on: June 05, 2012, 01:53:58 AM »
OOC: il wont be posting till late tomorrow. long day of school ahead
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« Reply #65 on: June 06, 2012, 11:35:13 PM »
 Duke stood up inside the hog and looked around.  Marcus handed his rocket launcher to Duke and hopped out of the hog.    

"Sir, that service entrance may lead to a control room."  He motioned with his gun in the direction slightly back down the tunnel.    "We'll see if we can get these doors open."   There was another set of similar doors on the other side of the highway.   "We should check the other side as well."  

Richard agreed and hopped out of the hog as well.   "Vera, with me.    Duke stay with the ODSTs."    Richard barked orders as he quickly made is way to the doors.  

Marcus and Rusty started in the direction of the other doors. He then stopped and looked back at Duke and the ODST's  "We have no idea what is behind those doors, be ready."     Looking more closely at the doors you could see they had been recently shut, AFTER the original assault and rush to leave the city.    He then turned to catch up with Rusty.  

Rusty had taken position at the door and waited for Marcus.   Marcus reached the door and Rusty nodded to him.   He kicked the door in and rusty quickly rushed in to secure the area.   The door lead to a pitch black hall that ran the length of the highway.    Marcus was behind Rusty as he entered.    They quickly turned on they helmet headlamps and checked the hall.   It was empty and quiet.    Rusty unslung his M90 shotgun.   Marcus stepped slowly to one side and let him take the lead as the continued down the hall in the direction that the bulkhead was located.   
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« Reply #66 on: June 06, 2012, 11:52:59 PM »
As Marcus and Rusty entered the service entrance across from them Richard and Vera entered their door. Richard had both his SMGs drawn and Vera had her own single sub machine gun. The two Spartans communicated in hand singles down the corridor into the room at the end. To their disappointment it was the control room to a water pump system that would pump any flood water that had entered the highway tunnel system. Richard opened his comm.

"Kilo-1 to Kilo-2. We got nothing down this service corridor. Just a water pump control. Find anything yet?" he asked.



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« Reply #67 on: June 07, 2012, 12:27:18 AM »
Marcus and Rusty had made in about to the distance to where the Bulkhead was.   There was a larger room and the hall moved up a metal staircase to a catwalk.  It was built so that the door could slide easily under it.  
"Negative Commander."   The catwalk continued on around and back down where the hall looked like it continued on.   However at the top center of the catwalk was a closed door that read Caution Authorized Personnel Only.  Just as two were about to reach the door there was a faint screeching sound.  Marcus looked at Rusty.  "Was that what a think it was?"   Rusty shrugged.    "I'm not sure"  he replied.      Rusty opened the door.  It was another room that had several broken computer screens, there was a few that were intact.  The room opened up in the back and here was another large hall.  There was another faint screeching sound, this time followed by scratching.  
 
"Sir, I think there is something else down here."   Rusty moved across the room to check the area.   "We also found what looks like a control room.  Running diagnostics now."     The screeching was getting louder now.   Rusty moved back to grabbed Marcus's shoulder.   He took the hint.   "Almost got it."    

Rusty opened the door to check the way back and see if it was still safe when all of a sudden the screeching and scratching stopped.    Marcus looked up at him then slammed one final key.    

BOOM, the door giant bulkhead slowly began to open.  The gears grounded loudly as it slid under the catwalk.

  Marcus grabbed his gun and quickly got up to follow Rusty out the door and down the off catwalk.    Just as he did 15 drones came flying out of every crevice and vent.    Between the two of them they instinctively took out three, however they were quickly overrun.   Rusty looked down the catwalk to see many more flooding in from the way they came.   The two quickly headed down the opposite side.   By the time they managed to get to the bottom of the catwalk and back into the hall,  the gate-room was now swarming.    Marcus took a hit to the shoulder with several needles from bugger,  it then took a Battle Rifle burst to the face.    

"Commander, it a trap....." There was nothing but static.   "Kilo-1!"    Still nothing.

"There appears to be sometime of interference with the communications."   Amora's voice said calmly.  

"Damnit."  He yelled as he pulled the needles from his shoulder.  One managed to slip in between his armor and blood dripped down his back.   He ignored it and continued firing down the hall. 


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« Reply #68 on: June 07, 2012, 12:44:46 AM »
After the booming sound of the bulkhead dropping everything was a blur in Richard's helmet. First a swarm of about 20 Drones filled the corridor they had entered and then several more burst from one of the empty sage green pumping pipes over head. He squeezed the triggers at the first swarm, killing many with the fast automatic fire. Vera took aim on the second swarm that had burst from the pipe. Richard quickly reloaded to take on the next 20 or so buggers screeching down the hall. He had managed a glance at his comma signal indicator to find its signal strength 0%. By now he had to reload for the second time but a group of 4 of the Drones were still alive. He threw his weapons at the first two aliens killing both as they flew. He drew his combat knife and grabbed the third in mid air with his left hand and stabbed it through its soft underbelly with his right. The forth bugger managed to get a few plasma pistols shots off at him that splashed across his armor's shielding, only angering Richard. He got a hold of the needler that the bugger he just killed was carrying and shot a flurry at his attacker. The green insectoid alien's carapace exploded. Taking the moment of respite, he sheathed his combat knife and recovered his SMGs.

In the fight Vera had tackled another bugger and pulled its wings from its sockets and punched its face in. She was out of breath and on he hands and knees but okay.  Richard tried his comms.

"Kilo-2 do you copy? Preadtor 1-1? Kilo-4?"



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Re: Inheritance (Halo Role-Play)
« Reply #69 on: June 07, 2012, 02:01:39 AM »
"Man, did he just call us ODST's? Dawg, that's f ucked up. We ain't ODST's. We're Hellfighters" Powers muttered. Worth tapped him on the shoulder.

"We'll tell them off in a moment. Right now, we need to get moving" Worth said.

--Kilo-1, what's your status?--Worth asked. The static response was not good. Worth motioned for Powers to back up the 'hog as he got out, taking the assault rifle with him. When the door began to open, Worth heard a familiar trilling sound. Worth dropped to a knee, one leg extended forward, and bent over at the waist. This awkward position put him perfectly in line to open fire on the attacking drones.

"Drones!" Worth yelled back to Powers. Callahan needed no warning, as the machine gun was already rocking and rolling. Worth rolled backwards, rising to a standing position.

"Get moving Powers!" Worth yelled. Powers gunned the vehicle forward, smashing through the insects. Worth reached out a hand and was yanked into the seat when it jolted him forward.


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« Reply #70 on: June 07, 2012, 02:14:10 AM »
Rusty quickly and calmly cleared a path back to the gate room with his shotgun, leaving a gruesome trail of green gore and shattered Drone bodies. Whenever there was a respite, he took the time to reload as many shells as possible before the next Drone was upon him.

One bug, whose plasma pistol had overheated, dropped the weapon and made a suicide dive straight for Rusty's face. With a quick swing of the shotgun, he knocked the creature to the floor and crushed it's skull. Rusty once again put a shell down the hall.

"Marcus, cover me."

Rusty said. He had to reach into his bandolier for more shotgun ammo, his immediate supply he kept on his thigh was out.

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« Reply #71 on: June 07, 2012, 02:31:49 AM »
Callahan gritted his teeth as the LAAG spun up. The gun made short work of the flying aliens, turning their bodies into a greenish pulp. Casings flew from the weapon, landing around his feet. As Powers accelerated into the swarm, Callahan held down the triggers, and let the LAAG roar. Any drones that escaped its fire were handled by Worth or Vesner.
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« Reply #72 on: June 07, 2012, 03:19:54 AM »
The sound of the LAAG firing and tires squealing made Richard look down the corridor. The Hellfighters were still alive. He motioned to Vera and he pair ran back down the corridor to the highway. As they stepped out a flurry of needles and plasma made them jerk back out of the way then Vera took a kneeling firing position while Richard fired over her with his SMGs. After the majority of the Drones had either been killed off by the Hellfighters, Vera and Richard or had flown off in terror, the Spartan duo ran across the hall to check on Marcus and Rusty.



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« Reply #73 on: June 07, 2012, 05:26:22 PM »
Marcus continued to ignore the pain in his shoulder as he covered Rusty.   He fired bursts with his Battle Rifle,  there was almost no way he could miss, there was bugger still coming out sporadically out of the vents but Marcus and Rusty were making quick work of the swarm.   

As the two made it into the narrower hallway it was quicker work on the drones as the filed into the line of fire. 

"If I know one thing about Drones.... they don't like to take all the credit."   He said to Rusty as they both decimated drones as they flew into the hall from the gateroom.  "They no doubt have notified any nearby forces."  He reloaded his BR and continued firing.    "We have to get back and let the rest of Kilo and the troopers know we might be having company."   He blew the face off a drone.     

There was a pause in their firing and you could hear the faint sounds of turret fire echo through the halls.   "If they don't know already."
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« Reply #74 on: June 07, 2012, 08:36:08 PM »
"I think they've got some houseguests of their own already. Rowdy ones,  by the sound of it."

Rusty, knowing he would want his shotgun for later, shouldered the weapon and took out his Battle Rifle. He switched the selector from single-shot to three round burst. Rusty and Marcus, seeing a small lull in the action, charged forward through the hall.

--Kilo 1, this is Kilo 5. We are almost back to the vehicles. What is your status?--

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« Reply #75 on: June 07, 2012, 09:57:45 PM »
The Warthog continued through the cloud of Drones until it reached the other side. The sight before them wasn't much better. It seemed that the Covenant had set up a fuel and ammo dump behind the closed door. That wasn't the bad part. The bad part was the droves of Grunts, and their Elite handlers, turning too look at the commotion. Raised weapons soon followed, including those of a Hunter pair. Actually three Hunter pairs, but Worth's view was obstructed by Drone guts.

"Ripcord, turn this Warthog around!" Worth yelled. Powers was already doing so, executing a power slide to flip them around. Powers yet again flattened the accelerator and punched through the mass of Drones, again.

"Not this shite again!" Venser yelled, peppering Drones with rounds.

"Bloodhound, get ready to cover. Ripcord, we'll swap seats. Use the launcher and hit a fuel container. It should shake them up and give us some breathing room" Worth yelled. It wasn't out of panic, it was just loud with all the gunshots, screeching, and thumps.

"We ain't nearly close enough for that Ell-Cee!" Powers yelled back. Worth gave him a thumbs up.

"I'll get us close" was all he said. Powers pulled out of the Swarm and braked behind an abandoned semi. They quickly changed seats, careful to avoid any bits of super-heated metal on the 'hog from the Drone's occasional Plasma Pistol fire. Worth took the wheel, and headed for the mass of Drones yet again. It was a good thing most had Needlers, as most of the explosive barbs bounced off of the 'hogs armour, the rest off the Hellfighter's plates. It wouldn't last long, their luck or their plates, but they only needed one more trip.


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« Reply #76 on: June 07, 2012, 10:40:47 PM »
"Kilo-5 this is 1. Im with 3 on our way back to the highway. Was that you on the LAAG?" he asked.

He wiped out the remaining Drones in the area and saw that their support had driven off in the Warthog but the bulkhead had been opened. Then he saw a barrage of plasma and needler fire and the Warthog driving about. A drone swarm tracked them as they hid behind a semi truck.

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« Reply #77 on: June 09, 2012, 02:38:33 AM »
-- -dat- -1 -ituat-n--

Callahan continued to squeeze down on the trigger, the LAAG roaring as it threw rounds at the covenant forces. The barrel of the weapon was blazing, and parts of the shield mounted to the gun were on the verge of melting from plasma strikes.  Worth drove like a madman, avoiding moving in to predictable a fashion, as sections of the vehicle already seemed to be melting away, given enough time the repeated impacts of plasma rounds would eventually burn their way through the hog's external armor, and into the engine. They pulled close enough to the ammo and fuel dumps for Powers to get a reliable shot off. 

"Ripcord, take the shot!" Callahan yelled, as another green orb struck the shield on his gun, and actually caused a large chunk to slowly flow apart from the left side of the plate.

Powers let the cough of his grenade launcher respond for him. The grenade flew forth, bounced off of the ground once, and impacted the fuel dump. As Powers fired, Worth slammed on the gas, the hog leaped forward as Worth navigated away from the fuel dump. The grenade exploded a second after impact, and ignited the fuel dump, which in turn set off the covenants ammo store. A massive bluish purple fireball erupted, killing everything within close proximity, and scorching many more. A few of the drones were outside of the blast radius, and returned fire at the fleeing warthog.  A green plasma bolt flew forth, and sailed directly past where part of Callahan's shield should have been. It impacted his shoulder plate, the force of the blow knocking him back. He grunted and lost his footing, as he fell he knocked the LAGG, and it rotated ninety degrees to the left. He landed with a thud next to Vesner as the LAAG went silent.

--Bloodhound! Status!-- Worth shouted. He yanked the steering wheel around, trying to get behind an abandoned vehicle. In a few moments they were. Worth and Powers were out of the vehicle in a moment.

"Ripcord, check on Bloodhound. Venser, get on your feet and provide flank security" Worth said. He moved to the front of the Warthog, scanning from left to right, rile up. His plates were steaming, the residual heat from the fuel dump blast evaporating any water in the air around him. Vesner managed to get down and scan the other side with minimal difficulty, Power's earlier ministrations having great effect.

"Hey, man, you 'aight back here?"Powers asked Callahan.

--Preadator 1-1! What's you situation?-- Worth head. The jammer must have been in the dump.

--Kilo-1, hold for five mikes, over-- Worth responded, not wanting to have to deal with the Spartans at the moment. One of his men might be down, and he didn't need a Spartan splitting his attention from the task at hand.


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« Reply #78 on: June 09, 2012, 11:20:07 PM »
"I'm good. I'm good. My plates busted. I need to get it off." Callahan groaned.

He reached for the plate, and quickly removed it, taking care not to touch the center, which was glowing red from the impact of the shot. A moment later he was back on his feet, his shoulder hurt from the impact, but that was nothing. He took hold of the LAAG, and everyone got back into their positions. Behind the cold reflection of his visor, Callahan glared.

His words betrayed his mood, they were almost a growl. "Drive the f ucking car."

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« Reply #79 on: June 21, 2012, 02:12:05 AM »
"Kilo-1, hold for five mikes, over" crackled over the freshly unjammed COMMS. Richard nodded to himself.

"Kilo, in the 'hog now!" he ordered. They were going to head in and support the Hellfighters by either eliminating or drawn off their attackers. He slammed a new clip into each of his SMGs and holstered them on his sides. He sprinted to the Carrier Warthog and jumped in the drivers seat.

"Move it Kilo-3" he shouted to Vera.