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The most popular choice - for THREE Finalists... BEHIND DOOR PAANCH http://i233.photobucket.com/albums/e...achine-Gun.jpg ...together with 15 BULLETS!! and 10 HEALTH PACKS!! Choice of ONE Finalist... BEHIND DOOR CHHEY http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j1...t_01/may08.jpg with 12 BULLETS!! and 20 HEALTH PACKS!! And now, The Choice of the LAST Finalist... BEHIND DOOR SAAT http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m...1188831961.jpg loaded with 10 BULLETS and TWO Grenades!! and 15 HEALTH PACKS!! I will not reveal which contestant picked which door here. All of you know which doors you picked. So accordingly, pick up the contents of your choices and proceed DIRECTLY to The Zone, details of which is coming up... ...NEXT!! |
HDC BATTLE ROYALE II - THE HUNTING SEASON
All the FIVE finalists are released into The Zone ARMED. What they are armed with, they already know. BUT...HOLD EVERYTHING!!! The PREDATOR lurks in The Zone too, and he is joined by The ALIEN!!! The Zone is divided into THREE sectors - A, B & C. Clearly mention in your PM in which sector of the Zone you will be in when doing your hunting. (Just in case the Alien AND the Predator end up in the same Zone, there will be a fight between them AFTER they have targetted their targets. The outcome of that will be decided by the same way the sector is selected in Battle Royale hunts. It is a slim chance, but a chance nonetheless.) IF you do not choose a sector, you will be an automatic target for the PREDATOR! Finalists, send me your PMs with your choices of target(s). You have till Thursday, 18th May, Midnight EST, to make your choices. The failure to fire even ONE winning weapon will mean EACH ONE OF YOU FINALISTS WILL BE SHOT TWENTY TIMES BY THE SNIPERS in the watchtowers. Your time in The Hunting Season Zone begins...NOW! |
Let the bloodbath commence!
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Wow! there was an alien in Door TEEN! how would it work? Was it a friendly alien that could work for whoever chose that door or was it a suicide door...whoever opened it supposed to instantly attacked by that beautiful creature?
Anyway, it was nice to see that you have named each door with hindi numbers! just reminding me a very popular 80's song from the movie Tehzab:D Superb work V, waiting for the final showdown! Good luck final five. |
RESULTS OF BATTLE ROYALE II - THE HUNTING SEASON OUTING
The doors to the Battle Royale II Zone are thrown open again, and almost immediately TWO excited contestants walk in, chattering amongst themselves. One of them is visibly shaken, but excited too. A minute later, the THIRD Finalist trods in slowly. Looking tired and haggard, the Finalist finds a corner to sit alone. Minutes pass. Nothing happens. TWO Finalists have NOT come in!! The Medics Team pick up their bags and rush into the Zone, and we rewind the tapes of the Battle Royale Zone spycams... |
WHAT EXACTLY HAPPENED INSIDE THE ZONE
Sector C: DUDE GUADALUPE waited patiently. He knew someone was bound to walk this way, and since all of them were armed this time, it was more imperative for him to remain well-hidden. He had chosen a very nice spot of concealment, and to the naked eye he was totally camouflaged. But still, a set of eyes looked straight at him from a distance. Dude heard soft rustles and tensed up. He peeked towards the direction from where the sounds came, and caught a glint of steel for a moment. Pulling out his winning Grenade Launcher out, he targetted the shadow from his hidden place carefully. THWUNK!! The grenade softly lobbed at the shadow's feet, and exploded. BAMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!! The shadow let out a loud cry and fell backwards, taken by surprise. Dude dropped the empty Grenade Launcher and stood up, machine gun in hand. He walked forward rapidly at the figure and lifted it, aiming directly at him. BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! The figure groaned and moaned, tossing and turning as the bullets thudded into several parts of his body. Blood spurted out in big torrents as the figure weakly reached for his HPs to cure his hole-ridden body. Dude dropped the machine gun and said,"How do you like me now?!" MILKTOASTE bit his lip to fight back the pain and tears, and replied in a broken voice,"Not much still." Dude grinned, and suddenly paled. A trio of red dots had zoomed on his chest and he had noticed it a second late. THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!! The plasma beam made a beeline at his body, ready to blast it apart. Dude swung out of the way but couldnt dodge it completely. The beam hit him on the left side and he fell backwards near the river bank with a sudden, surprised cry. The Predator looked at him, then moved back out of the trees. Dude looked at the silhouette of the receding Predator, and cursed audibly. He grabbed at his HPs and patched himself. Unfortunately, Milktoaste had gotten ahold of his Machine Gun and was pointing it straight at Dude, still laid on the ground. Amidst taking long breaths, Milktoaste tried to steady his hands. Dude was suddenly aware of the danger. He looked up in alarm. BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! The bullets started to fire towards Dude in slow-motion, and he had to make an instant decision. He jumped into the river, five bullets thudding into his back, and splashed straight into the strong currents. Milktoaste hit the ground in frustration, and threw his head back. (About an hour later) Milktoaste lay quietly, letting the HPs soak in his wounds and his body lazed in the sunshine. Suddenly, soft footfalls sounded in the distance and Milktoaste perked up. He grabbed at his machine gun and peered back behind him. CHRONOGRL had walked into the area, busy looking around the bushes and trees. Milktoaste's face broke into a weak smile, and he brought the machine gun around to aim at Chrono. BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! All bullets flew at Chrono in quick succession, giving her no chance to even think. They blasted into her belly, sides and thighs, and Chrono stumbled backwards for a couple steps before falling down with a surprised cry. Milktoaste stayed hidden behind the tree and dropped his empty weapon, watching Chrono intently as she reached for her HPs. Milktoaste had a satisfied look on his face. Chrono patched herself the best she could, and lay quietly for a few minutes. Her breathing was quick and rapid, and plenty of scans of the area around her showed nobody lurking. She realised this area was dangerous, and her attacker was well-hidden. She picked herself up and stumbled away, out of sight. (To Be Continued...) |
Man, Dude has the worst luck... I think the predator has gotten him every time!
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Sector B: FREAK couldnt believe his luck. For almost 4 hours he roamed aimlessly without finding anyone to target, and he felt listless and bored, body heating up from the sun beating down on him. Sticky and humid weather. He walked towards the river to freshen himself up, and noticed the blood in the water. He took a couple steps back, and looked upstream. Dude had come floating down, breathing rapidly and totally drenched. He reached for the rocks slightly further from Freak and held onto one, gasping for air. Dude felt funny. It was as if all the strength he had was drained from him. The Predator's blast had taken away his remaining stamina, and he felt very weak and ill, fighting away waves of nauseating darkness. Freak lifted his machine gun, and aimed directly at Dude. BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! Dude didnt even budge, nor did he do anything to dodge the bullets which raced through the air, hungry for his blood. The bullets ripped into his back, hips, sides and thighs, and Dude flopped around groaning. His last 10 HPs were not enough to cover all his bullet wounds, and his body started to spasm. He let go of the rock he was holding onto, and the currents slowly pulled him back into the river. He floated down again, fighting back huge waves of darkness and bleeding profusely, trying to hang on to dear life. His HPs, and his luck, had finally run out. Sector A: Dude was going through severe spasms and throes. He had almost all of his life snuffed out of him, but was trying to hold on to a faint flicker inside him. His torn shirt caught on something and Dude's body came to a standstill. Almost immediately, a shadow fell across him. "Shall we call this...poetic justice?" the stranger said softly. Dude opened one eye feebly to look at him. SCOUSE MAC looked back, and smiled wickedly, one eyebrow raised. Dude sighed deeply once. Scouse took out the Magnum, and aimed it at Dude. "I am cashing you out, Dude!" Scouse's voice had a tinge of sarcasm. BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! 10 Magnum bullets ripped into Dude's body and left it a bloody pulp. Dude felt the darkness envelop him from all sides, and Scouse pointed straight at Dude's head. "Asta la vista, baby!" BLAM!! BLAM!! Both bullets tore into Dude's skull, ripping it apart and blasting his brains out. DUDE GUADALUPE IS DEAD!!! (To Be Continued...) |
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A low, snarling hiss made Scouse jump. He looked back from Dude's dead body to find the Alien standing right behind him, jaws parted. Scouse tried to swerve and run, but the Alien's tail came around, thrashing him hard into the trees near the bank. Scouse flew through the air and hit the tree like he was a ball, and tumbled onto the floor. The Alien darted towards him again and towered over him, jaws open again. Scouse reached to his side and pulled the empty Magnum out. "Shit!" The Alien whipped its tail around again, and the Magnum was knocked out of Scouse's hands. The Alien's jaws parted and its teethed tongue came flashing out. Scouse moved his head to one side and grabbed at the tongue, not letting it retract back into the Alien's mouth. The Alien swung its tail around and impaled Scouse straight through his chest. Scouse howled out in pain. "YEAGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" He still didnt let go of the Alien's tongue. Just then, he heard a sharp series of vibrations shake the Alien's body, like electric jolts. Startled, he let go of the Alien's tongue. The Alien pulled its tail back and peered at him, drool dripping, and retracted back. It jumped over the trees and moved out of sight. Scouse grabbed at his chest with a cough, and pulled his HPs out. He was extremely lucky. The impalement had missed his heart and lungs, but he was bleeding profusely. (Slightly Earlier) Chronogrl had heard the faint sounds of the Magnum firing in the distance. She was injured herself and had hobbled into this area and sat down quietly behind a big rock, letting the HPs do their work. Soon, she heard a low whistling tune coming from behind her. She ducked lower, and peered. Milktoaste was slowly ambling in her direction, patched up everywhere from the damage Dude had done to him earlier. Chrono thought for a second, then pulled her Assault Rifle out. Aiming carelessly at Milktoaste, she first let the two grenades fly at him. THWUNK!! THWUNK!! Both grenades lobbed straight at Milktoaste, and exploded almost simultaneously. Milktoaste had noticed them, but in his weakened state couldnt do much to save himself. He tried to dive weakly to one side, but only managed to fall to the floor. BAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!! BAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!! Both explosions shook the earth and attracted the attention of something lurking nearby. Chrono was in no mood to relent. Milktoaste's body was a mess of blood and flesh, but luckily he had plenty of HPs with him. Chrono stood up and aimed the assault rifle at him again. BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! The bullets tore into Milktoaste's body everywhere, and he let out a big grunt everytime a bullet entered his body. He was bleeding profusely and rolled backwards. By sheer chance, he fell down a big hole just behind him into the darkness, and so was out of sight. Chrono let out a loud whoop of joy. A soft, snarling hiss behind her made her freeze in her stance. Chrono didnt want to look back, as she was fearing the worst. She felt she knew what was behind her, even before she turned around. The Alien glared at her quietly, jaws parted and a low hiss breaking the silence between them. Chrono looked on both sides, and tried to jump to the left to run. The Alien quickly moved to that side and brought his tail swinging down on her. The tail smacked straight into Chrono's belly and retracted, leaving a big bloody hole on it which started to gush blood. Chrono took a step back and lunged behind the rocks, grabbing at her last HPs. The Alien looked at her for a moment, and jumped right behind her. Chrono fell down and fearfully looked at the Alien towering over her. "Pleaseeee...!" Chrono croaked, her eyes filled with dread. The Alien moved closer to her face, and its jaws parted. Chrono's eyes started welling up big tears. The tongue came out like a whipping pistol shot, and cracked through Chrono's skull and retracted. Chrono's mouth was left open wide, as were her eyes, as her brains were pulled out of her head. CHRONOGRL IS DEAD!!!!! A soft buzz ran through the Alien's body and it lifted its head to look in a particular direction. It rapidly moved away from Chrono's lifeless body back towards an unknown destination. The survivors made it back to the Gates quietly, where they waited for the Gates to open and let them back in. Scouse nursed his huge wound with soft sighs and moans, while Milktoaste was a total mess. Freak was the only one who had come back okay, but the sight of his fellow surviving Finalists shook him up badly. Just then, a trio of red dots zoomed in on Milktoaste from behind. THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!! The plasma beam ripped through, high above from the trees, and came hurtling at Milktoaste. Milktoaste was thrown forward from the impact, his back burning and sizzling as fumes came out from it. The Predator glared at him once, before moving away. Freak was freaked out. Scouse forgot his own pain for an instant and jumped to check on Milktoaste. Milktoaste coughed, and got up silently. Scouse was amazed. Milktoaste looked around at him, and managed a wink. He then pulled the PREDATOR SHIELD out from behind him, and tapped it twice lovingly. "I forgot to pick my sector. But, it didnt matter." Latest Status Update coming up next... |
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UPDATED STATUS REPORT AFTER BATTLE ROYALE II HUNTING SEASON #14
ChronoGrl - Started with 21 HPs. Shot TEN times by Milktoaste. Ripped apart by the Alien. DEAD, and moved to the Morgue. Dude Guadalupe - Started with 28 HPs. Shot FIVE times by Milktoaste. Shot FIFTEEN times by Freak. Shot TWELVE times by Scouse Mac. Hit by a Predator beam. DEAD, and moved to the Morgue. Freak - Started with 25 HPs. Came out of the Zone without a scratch. FIT with 25 HPs. Stamina - 08. Milktoaste - Started with 44 HPs. Shot FIFTEEN times and blasted ONCE by a grenade, by Dude Guadalupe. Shot TEN times and blasted TWICE by grenades, by Chronogrl. Hit by a Predator beam, but protected by the PREDATOR SHIELD. FIT with 10 HPs. Stamina - 06. Scouse Mac - Started with 25 HPs. Impaled by the Alien. FIT with 05 HPs. Stamina - 04. Two of the most bravest warriors of Battle Royale II have perished in this outing. BR II will take a break in honor of these fallen ones. Expect anything to happen at anytime, survivors. For the three of you who are left, things have suddenly taken a turn for... THE WORSE!!! |
What could be worse than losing 2 players to a challenge based solely on luck?
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Down to us three!
Congrats and well played, Freak and Milktoaste. Finally separated the wheat from the chaff! ;) Hard lines Dude and Chronogrl, you deserved better than to be taken out by the Pred and Alien. |
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This is where things get very difficult...
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HDC BATTLE ROYALE II - THE SEVEN DOORS OF DOOM
I welcome the FINAL THREE contestants again to BR II - The Seven Doors Of Doom stage. The three of you are led again into the huge, circular Antechamber where you are confronted by SEVEN CLOSED DOORS! They are marked - Ek, Do, Teen, Chaar, Paanch, Chhey and Saat. The contents behind them are varied, and THEY HAVE BEEN CHANGED SINCE THE LAST TIME YOU WERE HERE. Also, not all of them have HEALTH PACK gifts! Choose any ONE door for yourself, and the contents behind it will decide your progress in Battle Royale II. If more than one participant chooses the same door, they will receive the same contents too. The deadline for sending your choices ends on Saturday, May 23rd, at NOON EST. You may either send me your choices via PMs, or you may email me at [email protected], mentioning your HDC Nick and this stage in the Subject, for example, "__V__ - HDC Battle Royale II - Choices for the Seven Doors of Doom." All the best, finalists!!! |
Seriously? You just want to end this. Forget skill completely.
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Do you want me to say what you want to hear?
Or would you rather prefer the truth? The Zone outing in which five contestants were snuffed out changed the plans considerably. The Seven Doors of Doom were not supposed to roll out till the final seven contestants were left. And in each outing after that, the choices became harder, tougher and meaner. But since we didnt get a chance to go through the final seven stage and arrived at the final five rather abruptly, here we are. And its not about my choices or what I want. Its what they choose, and what happens to them after that. If I was biased, one of my several friends of HDC would have won this a long time back and we wouldnt even have such a long game. End of explanation. |
You are doing a great job so far, __V__! Good luck to the final 3!:)
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That wasn't really the explanation I needed. I want to know why the ending is based solely on luck. I didn't say you were biased, I just think having the end be 'choose a door and get shot' is, as Chrono put it, "anticlimactic."
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CHOICES OF BATTLE ROYALE II - THE SEVEN DOORS OF DOOM!
I welcome the last THREE surviving Finalists to this very special meeting. The three of you had been led back to the huge, circular antechamber situated deep underground in the Battle Royale compound, where you three were confronted with the SEVEN sealed doors again. They were marked - Ek, Do, Teen, Chaar, Paanch, Chhey and Saat. You were required to select a random door for yourself. And it was surprising to see that FIVE doors were untouched this time!! Also, ONE Finalist didnt send in his choice of a door. And because of that, a random door will be selected for him. The random door is...PAANCH! Now, let's have a peek at the ones which were NOT selected. BEHIND DOOR EK http://i625.photobucket.com/albums/t...nit/sniper.gif A Sniper waiting to shoot you with 20 Bullets!! BEHIND DOOR DO http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m...t_launcher.jpg ...the Rocket Launcher with 3 Rockets! BEHIND DOOR TEEN http://i246.photobucket.com/albums/g...21/minigun.jpg ...the Minigun with 50 Bullets!! and 10 HEALTH PACKS!! BEHIND DOOR CHHEY http://i144.photobucket.com/albums/r...doom_movie.jpg The B.F.G.! and 20 HEALTH PACKS!! These are the ones which you three missed. NOW, the two which you CHOSE, and the ONE randomly selected doors' contents are... |
Awww, I wanted to see the B.F.G in action!
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The choice for ONE Finalist... BEHIND DOOR CHAAR http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/e...le/machete.jpg The Machete! Which can be used for FOUR deep whacks! and 15 HEALTH PACKS!! Choice of ONE Finalist... BEHIND DOOR SAAT http://i100.photobucket.com/albums/m...1188831961.jpg The Assault Rifle...loaded with FIVE Grenades and 20 BULLETS!! and 20 HEALTH PACKS!! And now, The LAST Finalist, who didnt choose a door, and so got a randomly selected door named Paanch... BEHIND DOOR PAANCH http://i251.photobucket.com/albums/g...Predator-1.jpg The Predator all set to Fire!! The Finalist jumped back in alarm and hurriedly put something in front, at the same exact moment the Predator let the plasma beam fly! THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!! The plasma beam hit the solid, shiny plate-like thing which the Finalist was holding in front of him, and the thing slowly melted and dissolved, finally left as small liquid droplets on the floor. The Predator's eyes glowed for an instant, and then it vanished from sight into the darkness. The Finalist looked around the place where the Predator had stood, and he picked up something shiny from the wall inside the door. He scrutinised the weapon in his hand slowly. "Well, something is better than nothing I guess," he muttered to himself. http://i604.photobucket.com/albums/t...3317490034.jpg A Revolver with 12 BULLETS!! I will not reveal which contestant picked which door, and the Finalist who FAILED to pick a door and so got a random door in the end. So, all three of you know now what contents of your choices you have with you. So proceed DIRECTLY to The Zone, details of which is coming up... ...NEXT!! |
HDC BATTLE ROYALE II - THE HUNTING SEASON
The FINAL THREE finalists are released into The Zone ARMED. What they are armed with, they already know. BUT...HOLD EVERYTHING!!! The PREDATOR and the Alien both lurk in The Zone too!!! The Zone is divided into THREE sectors - A, B & C. Clearly mention in your PM in which sector of the Zone you will be in when doing your hunting. (Just in case the Alien AND the Predator end up in the same Zone, there will be a fight between them AFTER they have targetted their targets. The outcome of that will be decided by the same way the sector is selected in Battle Royale hunts. It is a slim chance, but a chance nonetheless.) IF you do not choose a sector, you will be an automatic target for the PREDATOR! Finalists, send me your PMs with your choices of target(s). You have till Sunday, 24th May, Noon EST, to make your choices. The failure to fire even ONE winning weapon will mean EACH ONE OF YOU FINALISTS WILL BE SHOT TWENTY-FIVE TIMES BY THE SNIPERS in the watchtowers. Your time in The Hunting Season Zone begins...NOW! |
Oops, for some reason I thought I had until tonight. Who needs HP's anyway, it's been fun:)
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RESULTS OF BATTLE ROYALE II - THE HUNTING SEASON OUTING
The doors to the Battle Royale II Zone are thrown open yet again, and nothing happens for a few minutes. Then, ONE Finalist slowly walks in, holding ANOTHER Finalist up who seems to be injured and limping slowly. Both of them walk in towards the centre, where the injured Finalist asks to be let down and both of them sit on the ground. Minutes pass. Nothing happens. ONE Finalist has NOT come in!! The Medics Team rush into the Zone, and we rewind the tapes of the Battle Royale Zone spycams to see what happened inside... |
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WHAT EXACTLY HAPPENED INSIDE THE ZONE
Sector A: FREAK walked towards the trees and sat down. He was alone and looked tired. He carefully scanned the entire area and even looked into the high branches of the nearby trees, checking for the Predator. Apparently satisfied, he waited, all senses alert. Almost an hour passed, and Freak started to get restless. Just then, he heard the bushes part behind the tree he was sitting. Quickly looking left and right, Freak stood up slowly lifting his machete high. He didnt know who had come around to him, but he didnt care. The figure came into his vision just a moment before he swung the machete down hard. THWACKK!! SCOUSE MAC uttered a surprised cry and fell backwards. The blow had caught him on his left shoulder. Freak took a good look at him and swung again across Scouse's chest. THWACKK!! THWACKK!! Scouse took two blows and deep gashes opened across his chest, spurting out blood. Scouse fell down and turned around, groaning loudly. THWACKK!! The machete ripped across Scouse's back and left a long, ugly red dent on it. A large piece of flesh was opened which darkened quickly into a big blot of bloody crimson and thick, viscous blood started pouring out. The machete's blade slid out of the handle, and Freak dropped it. He was heaving slightly, taking large gulps of breath. Scouse was reaching for his HPs as Freak heard slight footfalls behind him. MILKTOASTE came through the bushes and halted almost instantly, looking at the scene before him. Freak looked up at him and smiled. "He's all yours, bud," Freak winked at Milktoaste. Scouse had patched himself up by then, and his Assault Rifle had slid slowly down his shoulder. Before Milktoaste could say anything, grenades flew in Freak's direction. Freak paled. THWUNK!! THWUNK!! THWUNK!! THWUNK!! THWUNK!! Five grenades lobbed all around Freak, and he didnt have any place to jump to. BAMMMMM!! BAMMMMM!! BAMMMMM!! BAMMMMM!! BAMMMMM!! The collective blasts of all five grenades shook that area of the forest, and it became full of smoke and dust. Freak let out two big and loud cries and flew backwards straight at the rocks behind him, numerous open and gaping wounds opened all over his body. By the tiime he fell heavily, he almost blacked out but kept his senses with him. He grabbed at his HPs and tried to heal himself as the smoke and dirt slowly subsided into the forest air. Freak turned around weakly to hide behind the rocks where he had landed. Scouse bit his lip to fight back the pain as he hobbled up into a half-standing position, and pointed the assault rifle straight at the almost ripped-apart Freak, as he crawled forward towards the safety of the rocks. Scouse steadied his hands to aim, and started firing. BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! The recoil of the Assault Rifle firing continuous bullets threw Scouse backwards, and all of the shots sunk into several parts of Freak's body, opening him up and tearing him apart. Freak moaned and let out grunts as the bullets thudded into him everywhere, his slow hands reaching for his HPs. He finally slid below the rock, and finished patching himself the best he could. In the end, he still had 5 HPs left with him. So did scouse, as he lay on the ground taking in big, deep breaths. Milktoaste lifted his revolver once, and started thinking. Freak peeked at him from behind the rocks, and guessed what he was thinking. "You can still get him, Milktoaste! Remember, out of us three that are left, he is the smartest, and so he is the most dangerous!" Freak yelled out. Milktoaste started to aim at Scouse. "He's got a point," he said to Scouse without taking his eyes off him, even for an instant. Scouse took in deep breaths and tensed up, staring at the barrel of Milktoaste's revolver. Milktoaste pulled the hammer of the revolver back, and the click was loud enough to make Freak smile. BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! (To Be Continued...) |
Woohoo!!! Who's gunna die!?
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Freak's eyes widened in sheer surprise. The bullets ripped into his belly and chest and he coughed three times, doubling up. He grabbed at his final 5 HPs and looked up at the same instant, his eyes full of wondrous amazement and sheer dread. Milktoaste stood over him beside the rock, propping up the injured Scouse on his left shoulder. Freak stared at the two of them, and sudden realisation flooded his senses. Scouse noticed the change in looks of Freak's eyes, and smiled. "Yes Freak, I know what you are thinking. Unfortunately, those will be your last thoughts in this world," Scouse said, his voice changing from calm sarcasm to bitter, icy-steel tinge. Milktoaste had reloaded his revolver, and was pointing it straight at Freak's face. Freak took one long, final look at both of them and closed his eyes. BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!! The bullets tore Freak's face apart, blasting through his brains, eyes and chin. He slowly slumped backwards, legs shaking before coming to a slow stillness. FREAK IS DEAD!!!!! Milktoaste dropped the revolver, and smiled at Scouse. "Let's go, amigo!" he murmured and both of them turned around. SECTOR C: The Alien roamed around in a circle before slowing down in front of the river. A trio of red dots zoomed in on its head from somewhere above in the trees. The Alien snarled once, and jumped to the front. THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!! The plasma beam ripped through the trees and hit the ground where the Alien stood just a second earlier. The Alien turned around and snarled again, before disappearing into the bushes on its right. The Predator scanned the area, and jumped down. It reached the bushes in a jiffy, but the Alien was nowhere to be seen. The Predator looked around slowly, scanning the entire forest area with its infra-red sensors. The Alien slowly emerged from behind a tree on the Predator's left. The Predator whirled, but the Alien had jumped at him by then. The Predator lost its balance and fell backwards, and the Alien was instantly towering over it. http://i152.photobucket.com/albums/s...ndpredator.gif The Predator growled menacingly, just as the Alien's mouth opened wide. Its inner jaws came flying out as the Predator slid to one side. The Alien's jaws ripped into the Plasma Gun of the Predator on his left shoulder, and it howled once. Quickly, the Predator's target tracker trio of red dots had zoomed on the Alien's head. The Plasma Gun aimed straight at its mouth. THHHHHRRRRRRRGGGGGGGNNNNNNNN!!! The Predator's Plasma Gun rolled back. The Alien's jaws had retracted in an instant, and it had come swishing down again straight at the Predator's forehead. It ripped through the Predator's forehead and nailed its green brains out, its jaws retracting with green slime all over it. The Predator's head fell back heavily, its eyes closed behind its mask. The Alien snarled once, before lifting its head and letting out a loud snarl of emphatic victory. Just then, the Alien's body buzzed with a huge vibration and it stood still. It looked around and looked back at the Predator's limp body, then jumped into the trees and disappeared towards an unknown destination. And in the end, there were only two left... ...plus one. |
Well done Freak, hard fought and a good team mate in the earlier rounds.
No mercy now Milktoaste :D |
UPDATED STATUS REPORT AFTER BATTLE ROYALE II HUNTING SEASON #15
Freak - Started with 40 HPs. Blasted FIVE times by grenades and shot TWENTY times by Scouse Mac. Shot TWELVE times by Milktoaste. DEAD, and moved to the Morgue. Milktoaste - Started with 10 HPs. Hit by a Predator beam, but protected by the PREDATOR SHIELD. FIT with 10 HPs. Stamina - 04. Scouse Mac - Started with 25 HPs. Whacked FOUR times by Freak's machete. FIT with 05 HPs. Stamina - 04. The one impartial Finalist has fallen. For the two that are left, it will be a bout of sheer luck which will result in either victory or death. Victory for one, and death for the other. Wait and see as it all unfolds...within the next 24 hours. |
I see how it is.Tag teaming me.Wait til the next time.
I hope that by some miracle you both die horrible deaths. Just kidding.Well played you bastards. |
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