Xornon pulled his Desert Eagle out of its holster and then stuck a charge in a little bit of C4, readying it for use. "Well bro, looks like you're gonna get ur fair share of blood," he said to Bradshaw.
((i still think we shouldn't do this yet, not until BlackCat get here. I mean, this may be unhosted, but it is Black's thread, we should wait to do anything super exciting. And besides the fact that its kinda foolish to have Preditors here when they should be prtecting their one and only home.))
'Dozer slammed a pulser-clip into his smart gun and backed away from the hole in the ship so the rest of the guys could see. He turned toward Tourmac and squared up to his full height.
"Tourmac, just one of them things is damn near bigger than me and Big T put together, and I count at least a dozen of 'em. Could be more around the other side. This is your fishin' expedition. Now, what the f*ck are those... alien things... and how do you propose we handle this?
***And now I'll wait for BlackC@t.***
Bradshaw cocked the bolt on his rifle, sending a single bullet into the guns chamber. Yes, his gun WAS ancient, but he had no doubts that he could seriously damage at least the confidence of whatever those creatures were.
He watched and listened to their reactions to the marines. He could almost swear they were laughing...the noise was no where near human, that was for sure, but the tone of the noise certainly hinted at laughter.
Bradshaw smiled. They were quite welcome to underestimate his companions...and they were more than welcome to underestimate his ancient sniper rifle...for that underestimation, would be their downfall.
He sighted on of the creatures head through his scope. "Hurry up and give us an order, boss lady. Sweeitie is itching for blood." As he spoke, his finger twitched on the trigger.
~We don't find the predators yet! don't rush into this, it has to have suspence. We find the temple, go deep inside and get locked in. Then two doors open and the aliens and the predators come out have a huge battle. We're locked inside the HUGE underground temple with them and have to get out. Don't do that again Titus.~
~Just act like Titus never made that post, the predators didn't come.~
"Great, now we're standed here,' J.T rolled her eyes. She took out her miniture hand-held computer system. "Well, the place we're the heat blast went off is somewhere over those hills, deep underground. We better get moving before nightfall." she suggested. "If it ever becomes night here..."
Originally posted by Capt.JK
'Dozer handed off the first aid kit to Big T and started strapping on his smart gun harness. Strange noises erupted outside the ship. He peered out through the hole over Reilly's head and let out a low whistle. "What the fu... Reilly, dude, forget ever'thing I said earlier. This trip is gonna be the sh*t." He glanced over his shoulder at the two nutcases, "Looks like we got company, boys and girls! Suck it up, marines! Time to do what we do!"'Dozer slammed a pulser-clip into his smart gun and backed away from the hole in the ship so the rest of the guys could see. He turned toward Tourmac and squared up to his full height.
"Tourmac, just one of them things is damn near bigger than me and Big T put together, and I count at least a dozen of 'em. Could be more around the other side. This is your fishin' expedition. Now, what the f*ck are those... alien things... and how do you propose we handle this?
***Ummm... okay. Forget I said this.***
'Dozer handed off the first aid kit to Big T and peered out the gaping hole in the side of the ship at the bleak landscape. He let out a low whistle, "Well, boss lady, this is another fine mess you've gotten us into. We're gonna have to call a cab to get home. What the hell did you hit, anyway?"
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Originally posted by ImmortalSamurai
Travis moved to Bradshaw's side and looed out the door. Suddenly three red dots moved over Bradshaw's Forehead. "They got you in their sights as well." Big T said. A faint shimmer behind the tall humanoids caught his eye. " Jesus there's more of 'em and they're invisible."
Travis lifted up the bottom of his shirt and began to patch up a 8-inch gash just above his waistline on his right side. "HEY, Tourmac! You didn't answer my partner's question. You surely had a contingencey plan incase there were hostiles here." Travis said as he set the bandage. He then strapped on his smartgun and harness before turning back to her.
~Ah, I think we'll leave that up to someone who has better writing skills, no offense.~
~Also, guys stop pretending like I'm not answering you in the game, I can't answer you because I'm not on KMC, wait for me to come on~
"I didn't hit anything!" J.T yelled. "Something hit US!" She tossed her bag over her shoulder angrily and stormed of. "Com' on, we better get going."