We Are Our Avatars IV (Uh, closed for real now)

[Random berk]

"Your armour can save you from a direct blast from a grenade? C'est incroyable. And I expect that their grenades are a great deal more powerful than the blackpowder pots that I know." Jacques said, wincing as he eased himself out of the saddle, stumbling and almost falling as he struck the ground. He braced himself against the wall, then forced himself upright.
"So, we're to set up a fortified position here? How do we do that against the enemy's weapons?"

 

[Wackymon]

Scout nods, and sits down.
"Where are we? I kinda zoned out when the tanks arrived."
She looks at Long Fang, "What ordeal?"

 

[Demonjazz]

"Oh I'll be fine as long as no one has those explody thingies again. I mean how was I supposed to know that those things shot explosive pots"

 

[Outisakanobody]

Jean growled (though it was more like a low hiss) and grabbed Phoenix, yanking her out of her chair forcefully. "Do you want that to happen?" she asked.

 

[HatchyHatch14]

Crystal put on the red top from Scout and the blue joggers from George. "I look like an idiot....I'm temped to wear just my underwear..." She muttered to herself, grumbling slightly. she put her old clothes in her bag, then put her hat back on. "I lost my outfit thanks to it, I'm SO making Joseph pay for that alone!" She said to LongFang.

 

[Kirke]

Scorch grunted.
"I've heard of one guy who jumped on a booby-strapped corpse, and survived. But yeah, we should probably get inside, and just hope that their tanks don't spot us. Infantry, we can handle. If they do spot us, we just have to reposition."

 

[Wackymon]

"Eh, wear the skirt. Better for mobility, I find." She says.

OoC: @Gear, oh, also, did you check out Wicked? Just wondering.

 

[Outisakanobody]

OOC: Eh...let's not do anything else today...

 

[FPSfanatic]

"Oh, did you guys manage to avoid the 1000 or so tanks and all the bullets and such flying around? Lucky. Jacques and scorch didn't get out so well. Still alive, but absolutely beaten senseless." Long fang glanced through the group, pausing at the bloodstained garments. "who was shot?" he asked.

 

[Gearhead mk2]

OoC: @Hatchy Allright. Just say if you ever want a picture.
@wacky There were no productions near me, but I looked it up, read the plot, heard the songs. Looks amazing.

 

[HatchyHatch14]

"Good Idea!" She said to Scout, then changed into a grey skirt and put on the blue cloak. "That's..slightly...better.." She said, as she gave a small twirl. "there mine....I hope Kanji can make a copy outfit for me..." She said to Longfang.



OoC: @Gear, If your offering, I'm accepting

 

[Wackymon]

Scout nods, "'Kay then."

 

[Chungus]

"Don't you pay attention? We've faced those things before. And how in the world did you miss them? There were hundreds of them!" Terra said to George as she turned around. She gave Long Fang a brief wave. "Crystal was shot. I fixed her up though... Jacques and Scorch were wounded, you say?"

 

[CmmdrRosh99]

"No... But as for y[color=5B9C64]ou, don't be getting into things that you can't possibly comprehend..."[/color] Phoenix's voice slightly dropped, becoming darker and increasing more hostile as she spoke. An orange lining was around her blue eyes.

 

[Random berk]

Jacques nodded and grabbed the reins before starting to limp towards the shopfronts.
"Tres bien. You should talk to Terra or one of those in the group with healing hands as soon as they get here. Even with your armour, that wound looks serious. Can't have you bleeding to death after such a valiant fight, eh?"

 

[Demonjazz]

"But don't mess up those clothes. It cost me a hundred septiums to get that outfit." He said while walking to the mansion thing

 

[Drakmorg]

@Outis: Laaame!

Etna observed George brazenly walking towards the heavily guarded building. Well there's my distraction, now I just need a way in. She thought as she scanned the exterior, looking for a possible way to get in that she could exploit when the guards were busy.

 

[Kirke]

"I'm good. I'll just put some bacta on it when we're in a safe spot."
Scorch followed Jacques, trying to keep himself diciplined in the face of the pain radiating from his chest.
OoC: That story about a guy jumping on a booby-trap? Yeah, that's from a short story.

BRB, getting the rabbit.

 

[Drakmorg]

OOC: Last Post.
@Kirke: Please don't tell me that's a euphemism for something...