04-27-2009, 12:25 AM
OOC:
http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o318/...1240754528
The new map of the structure. There are three floors, 7 waves of mutants and please excuse any punctuation mistakes. Any problems with the map or Roleplay, just PM me.
Waves:
1.
Room one - 2 gruesome shepards
Room two - 1 gruesome shepard, 1 tentrox, 1 bioslug, 1 sludge
2.
1 hyluminator, 1 tentrox, 4 bioslugs
3.
Room one - 2 skinslashes, 1 bioslug, 3 tentrox.
Room two - 2 gruesome shepards
(only need these for now)
IC:
Fiero ran accross the gantry, gently crawling down the stairs to where Faven was, but froze suddenly as he heard a low growl.
The blood red hound pounced the dragon from behind, pinning him down and knocking his M4A1 out of his hands and in front of Faven. From there, Fiero's eyes widened as he felt a large protrusion jabbing rhythmically against his rear, trying to penetrate the protective suit.
"Shit! Faven help me!" he yelled, but the suit muffled his voice and he could reach the controls for his shortwave radio with the rest of the squad, nor his more important rifle.
GMSG's eyes traced around on the gantry. On the lower floor, diagonally northwest of their position, he could hear something moving.
"Men, move up the the railings and check the lower floor" he whispered to them all, signaling for them to crouch as he did. "We've got company."
http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o318/...1240754528
The new map of the structure. There are three floors, 7 waves of mutants and please excuse any punctuation mistakes. Any problems with the map or Roleplay, just PM me.
Waves:
1.
Room one - 2 gruesome shepards
Room two - 1 gruesome shepard, 1 tentrox, 1 bioslug, 1 sludge
2.
1 hyluminator, 1 tentrox, 4 bioslugs
3.
Room one - 2 skinslashes, 1 bioslug, 3 tentrox.
Room two - 2 gruesome shepards
(only need these for now)
IC:
Fiero ran accross the gantry, gently crawling down the stairs to where Faven was, but froze suddenly as he heard a low growl.
The blood red hound pounced the dragon from behind, pinning him down and knocking his M4A1 out of his hands and in front of Faven. From there, Fiero's eyes widened as he felt a large protrusion jabbing rhythmically against his rear, trying to penetrate the protective suit.
"Shit! Faven help me!" he yelled, but the suit muffled his voice and he could reach the controls for his shortwave radio with the rest of the squad, nor his more important rifle.
GMSG's eyes traced around on the gantry. On the lower floor, diagonally northwest of their position, he could hear something moving.
"Men, move up the the railings and check the lower floor" he whispered to them all, signaling for them to crouch as he did. "We've got company."
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