Mighty HDC Battle Royale II

[scouse mac]

Again?



My trigger finger is getting blisters!

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RESULTS OF THE HUNTING SEASON OUTING #11


The gates of Battle Royale II Zone grounds are opened to let the contestants in and they come in, some of them patched and looking forlorn like a pillow which has its shit beaten out of, and others happy and merry.

A quick headcount reveals that ONE CONTESTANT IS MISSING!!

The medics team rush into the Zone, and we rewind the clocks by turning on the recorded info from the Zone spycams...

[neverending]

Oh my- I need to stay up and read the latest exciting round of carnage, brought to life by the amazing storytelling abilities of Mr. v!

[bwind22]

Originally Posted by _____V_____

A quick headcount reveals that ONE CONTESTANT IS MISSING!!

I don't like the sound of this. :rolleyes:

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WHAT EXACTLY HAPPENED INSIDE THE ZONE


We go into Sector B first.


Sector B:

DUDE GUADALUPE had a very queasy feeling he was being watched. He sat down silently and surveyed the trees and the grounds ahead of him. He couldnt shake the feeling away. He heard a twig snap just behind him and whirled. MILKTOASTE looked back at him from between the bushes, alarmed. He started to reach for his Grenade Launcher, when Milktoaste jumped up and ran in the opposite direction. But Dude was fast.

THWUNK!

The grenade hit Milktoaste on his back, and exploded on impact.

BAMMM!

Milktoaste felt the force of a thousand hammers behind him, propelling him forward through the air as a stinging sensation of pain ran through his back. He landed heavily on the ground and turned around, groaning. Dude dropped the Grenade Launcher and lifted the Rocket Launcher.

HISSSSSSSSSSS!

The rocket hit the ground near Milktoaste's feet.

BAMMMMMMMM!!

The force of the explosion threw Milktoaste backwards, his whole chest area a mess of loose flesh and blood. Frantically, and fighting back the blinding pain, Milktoaste reached for his HPs as Dude dropped the now-empty rocket launcher. Just then, a flock of birds cawed in the distance, apparently shaken from the twin explosions on the ground. Dude turned around quickly, and scanned the trees behind him. A dark silhouetted figure stood behind a tree some distance away. Dude could see only the side of the figure, and he was taking no chances.

Out came the Plasma Cannon.

THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!

The plasma beam burnt its way through the trees and blazed a long smoking line before disappearing into the distance. Someone yelled loudly and ducked from behind the tree where the figure was hiding. Dude looked on, puzzled. The figure stood up, visibly shaken and turned around to Dude.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN BY FIRING THAT DAMN THING AT ME?!"

Dude took one glance at the figure and shook his head. He looked down with sheer disappointment and dropped the empty Plasma Cannon.

POSHER walked back to Dude slowly with wobbly legs, still shaken and muttering a string of expletives under his breath.

"And what exactly were you doing hiding behind that tree?" Dude was rightfully annoyed.

"Oh I was just admiring the view," Posher replied, rolling his eyes. "Of course I was waiting for someone to walk past me. DUH!"

"Don't you Duh! me, Mister. You are in real trouble!" Dude retorted.

"Oh yeah?! I am in no trouble," Posher replied confidently and turned to the left, lifting his Grenade Launcher.

THWUNK!!

The grenade lobbed into the bushes, and exploded.

BAMMM!

NIGHTMARE OF DEATH fell out, flying through the bushes from the impact. Posher threw down the Grenade Launcher and picked up the Rocket Launcher in one continuous action. He pointed it straight at Nightmare, who looked up in fearful, sudden alarm.

"Hi!" Posher smiled.

HISSSSSSSSSS!!!

The rocket hit the ground near Nightmare in a resounding flash of flames.

BAMMMMMMMMMMMM!

Nightmare flew back into the bushes, her whole body gushing blood and pieces of flesh hanging to her sides from her opened wounds.

Posher turned back to Dude. "Now THAT is what I define as trouble!" he grinned.

Dude took a long breath and shook his head, before walking away.

"What? You didnt like that or something?!" Posher looked confused.



(To Be Continued...)

[neverending]

Damn- too bad Dude couldn't get the predator even once!

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(Continued...)


SCOUSE MAC heard the explosions far to his right. He was beginning to wonder who all were in the middle of the warzone there, when he suddenly sat down. PAUL THE MONK had come running from the left, and was looking over his shoulder again and again. Scouse smiled, and got his Grenade Launcher out.

THWUNK!

The grenade lobbed at Paul in realtime slow-motion, before exploding.

BAMMM!

Paul flew back in surprise. Scouse stood up with his Rocket Launcher.

HISSSSSSSSSS!

The rocket flew straight at Paul in mid-air, and hit him hard.

BAMMMMMMMMMM!!

Paul did a flip before coming down heavily near a big bunch of bushes, his whole back a big chunk of flesh and blood. He groaned loudly before reaching for his HPs, and Scouse licked his lips in grim satisfaction.

Someone came through the bushes on the right, and Scouse turned around in fear. He thought it was the Predator, but instead found himself face to face with CHRONOGRL, who smiled back at him.

Scouse kept a straight face. "Paul," he muttered the name slowly and jerked his head towards the left, indicating the direction where Paul had flown through. Chrono merely nodded, and moved forward. Paul had patched himself and was lying on his back, fighting the pain. Chrono lifted her Rocket Launcher, and fired.

HISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!

The rocket hit the ground on Paul's left.

BAMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!

The explosion almost tore Paul apart into two. His wounds deepend and he rolled over behind the bushes, wincing. Chrono lifted her Grenade Launcher and moved forward, her facial features hardened. But when she reached behind the big clump of bushes, Paul had disappeared.

Chrono looked around quickly and spotted something behind the trees near the river bank. She lifted the grenade launcher and let it fly towards the distance.

THWUNK!!

The grenade lobbed on the floor once, and exploded.

BAMMM!

BWIND22 fell back from the impact, stunned. He landed squarely on the river, where the current dragged him forward. Chrono smiled in satisfaction.


(To Be Continued...)

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(Continued...)


Sector C:

Bwind came down the river and hung on to the rocks along the slope, trying to catch his breath. He dragged himself out of the water, looking around. He then heaved a small sigh of relief and rolled on his back to rest.

DESPARE looked at him with glee. Out came the Grenade Launcher.

THWUNK!!

The grenade gently dropped itself near bwind's legs.

BAMMMM!

Bwind jumped back, his right thigh torn into shreds and bleeding profusely. He looked around in alarm and saw a glint of metal in the bushes. Quickly patching himself up with the last of his HPs, bwind threw himself back into the river, and the strong currents in the middle pulled him forward right into the waterfall and Bwind went over it.

Des had his Rocket Launcher ready but Bwind had disappeared by then. Des was frustrated. He looked around once and then started to walk back. A blur of red caught the corner of his eyes and Des turned to his left and spotted someone in the bushes.

HISSSSSSSSSSSSS!!

The rocket flew directly into the centre, and exploded on impact.

BAMMMMMMM!!

A loud yell of pain was followed by a body flying out of the bushes, arms and legs flailing around. He landed heavily on his back and groaned, before a weak hand reached for his HPs.

Despare dropped his rocket launcher, and watched smugly at the profusely bleeding FORTUNATO.



Sector A:

PAPILLON NOIR kept looking over her shoulder and scanning the trees behind her. Her sixth sense warned her that something wasnt right, but she could not place a finger on exactly what it was. She had heard distant, faint explosions and had a hunch that something would happen, soon. She sat quietly, both Launchers ready.

Bwind came floating down from the waterfall into the river bank, exhausted. The fall was small, so Bwind had no extra damage from it, but he felt weak. He dragged himself out of the water into the bank and lay down quietly for a few minutes, soaking in the sunshine and let the HPs do their curing job. He looked around at the trees and the bushes, and knew he had to keep moving or he was a sitting duck. He chose a direction into the deepest bushes and moved forward into them, carefully looking around.

Noir heard rustles and slow footfalls. She tensed up and waited, Grenade Launcher in hand. Bwind walked across in front of her, looking in the other direction. Noir lifted her Grenade Launcher almost instantly.

THWUNK!!

The grenade flew through the air and exploded right on top of Bwind.

BAMMMM!!

Bwind jumped in surprise. He fell forward, and somehow picked himself up to run, forgetting about his fresh wounds which had torn out of his covered HPs. Noir was in no mood to let him go though. Out came the Rocket Launcher in a flash.

HISSSSSSSSSSSS!

Bwind kept running. The rocket chased him through the air, and hit him squarely on the back, lifting bwind into the air on its exploding impact.

BAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!

The rocket ripped apart a big chunk of flesh from bwind's back and sides. He fell down in a huge torrent of blood, flesh hanging loosely everywhere. The bones on his back and shoulderblades protruded out from under the flesh, and bwind was a big, glorious mess of blood and pulpy flesh. He hiccuped once, staring into oblivion, and his eyes slowly glazed over.


BWIND22 IS DEAD!!!!!


Noir jumped up and let out a loud cry of joy. She was so happy at finishing bwind off, that she failed to notice the big, silvery outline of the silhouette on top of the tree above her. A trio of red dots zoomed right on her chest.

THRACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!

The plasma beam came hurtling through the trees and blasted her right on her chest and left side. She went down, screaming in sudden, stinging pain. The Predator's eyes burned once, before disappearing.


One of the most bravest and noble warriors of Battle Royale II has perished. Battle Royale II will take an extended break, and a few moments of silence, in the fallen warrior's memory.

Updated Status position after a few minutes of silence...

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DETAILED STATUS REPORT AFTER BATTLE ROYALE II HUNTING SEASON OUTING #11


Bwind22 - Hit by THREE Grenades and ONE Rocket. Had 6 HPs of self.
DEAD, and moved to the MORGUE.

ChronoGrl - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 10 HPs.
Stamina - 05.

Despare - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 9 HPs.
Stamina - 07.

Dude Guadalupe - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 43 HPs.
Stamina - 06.

Fortunato - Hit by ONE Rocket. FIT with 4 HPs.
Stamina - 10.

Freak - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 25 HPs.
Stamina - 08.

Milktoaste - Hit by ONE Grenade and ONE Rocket. FIT with 25 HPs.
Stamina - 10.

Nightmare of Death - Hit by ONE Grenade and ONE Rocket. FIT with 17 HPs.
Stamina - 09.

Papillon Noir - Hit by a Predator plasma beam. FIT with 4 HPs.
Stamina - 05.

Paul the Monk - Hit by ONE Grenade and TWO Rockets. FIT with 11 HPs.
Stamina - 10.

Posher778 - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 26 HPs.
Stamina - 05.

Scouse Mac - Came out of The Zone without a scratch. FIT with 7 HPs.
Stamina - 08.

[scouse mac]

Originally Posted by _____V_____

BWIND22 IS DEAD!!!!!

And so another falls by the way side.

Very well competed Bwind, you were a strong opponent.