Old World Blues (CLOSED ATM)

[Romulan_Furry]

"James gauged the distance of the Huns, then leaned his Dragunov against the window. "If they get here before I get back, cover me," James said before he dashed down for the Technical.

"Skye to Blaine - am I needed topside? And where is James?" Skye's voice came over the radio.

[Razuel]

Gypsie had already begun creating her traps, setting them down in front of vacant and covered windows, making sure to let Blaine know so he could tell the others.

Her traps consisted of rusted spikes and radiation-goo-tipped spikes put into holes covered by old timber pieces and in the opposite side of the building, she did the same.


Angel had gone into a room that was more-or-less in the center of the building's interior.

[Blaiiine]

"We're prepping topside, get up here. This looks like one of those raiding parties," Blaine replied, adding info on the traps. He lifted his rifle and ranged in on the group. They were now over half a mile out. "Find hard cover, this place is gonna get lit the hell up in a few minutes." He yelled over the mic and to everyone topside.


Blaine pulled a folding chair nearby over and sat down in front of the window. He took a few drags off his cigarette, before pulling out a beaten and battered music player. Putting the player back in it's slot on his torso harness, a song began playing loud enough for anyone in the room to hear. Waiting, he watched the Huns slowly move closer.

[cuzyeahboi]

(i'll be off for a few days, biking trip!)

[Romulan_Furry]

Skye arrived topside and readied her ACR. "What the--? Where's James?" she asked, noticing the dragon was no longer there.

James was, in fact, hauling the freshly-removed machine gun inside for use.

[Razuel]

Angel was having a nervous breakdown inside the Library Archive broken vault, rocking back and forth, luckily though, the damaged archive vault was still intact, minus a door, and would survive a gun fight.


Gypsie almost ran into Skype,  still running around, dipping rusty metal spears in radioactive goo and setting them up in more barbaric traps meant to forcibly impale.  And she told the others of this too.     As she was doing all this, she had a sense of panic, but a childish smile was on her face.

[Blaiiine]

Blaine kicked the chair back and stood by the window, checking his rifle. "He should be on his way up here with an MG, take a position near the-" He was cut off by bullets cutting up the side of the window. "Damn it! Contact, contact!" Blaine yelled as he returned fire.


The Huns began attempts to storm the house, the ones with firearms staying behind and the ones with melee weapons rushing. They were kept at bay by Gypsie's traps, occasionally a scream of agony ringing through the air. But the machine guns were ripping the library apart.


A loud ffssshh could be heard as a RPG flew in. The technical was struck, exploding and flipping onto it's side. "Jesus Christ alive!" Blaine yelled as he fell to the floor, avoiding the fireball.

[Alessia Starfurr]

"What in the name of Luna is going on up there?!" Nari asked, disabling the traps in the underground bunker so the others could come down.

[Romulan_Furry]

"We got heavy inbound, Nari - and we could use that plasma rifle of yours up here! Certainly no shortage of targets!" Skye responded over the radio.

"Setting up the big gun!" James proclaimed over the same channel. "Keep 'em off me!"

"Wait, WHAT?!" Skye exclaimed. "What big gun?!"

[Blaiiine]

Blaine pulled himself up, his ears ringing. As his sound came back, all he could hear were rounds zipping by and the music. "Damn.." He muttered to himself, his facial wound bleeding again. Posting back to the window, he started picking off Huns who were rushing the library.

The rushing Huns seemed insane, going straight into the traps and gunfire. The ones in back, clearly officers by their ornate armor, stayed behind cover unless they were returning fire.

"I'm getting smoked up here!" Blaine yelled over the radio as he barely moved away from rounds zipping by.

[Alessia Starfurr]

A smaller tunnel opened up from the ground revealing Nari in her full armor she began to shoot plasma bolts at the huns trying to thin thier numbers, staying inside the tunnel for cover.

[Romulan_Furry]

(Blaine, mind if James uses the big gun Rambo-style?)

Skye fired in short, controlled bursts, trying to nail one Hun after the other, pausing only to reload.

[Blaiiine]

((Go for it. I never specified what kind of gun it was but I am now. A Pig, M-60A3.))


Blaine looked up and spotted a Hun aiming an RPG at his direction. He quickly ran and threw himself down the stairs, the room exploding soon after. Blaine stumbled down the stairs, his rifle and James' Dragonuv ahead of him.

[Romulan_Furry]

Shortly thereafter, the sound of heavy machine gun fire filled the room. James had taken the big gun and set it up at ground level, and was now hosing the Huns with full-auto fire, shouting wildly as he mowed them down.

(M60A3... doesn't that fire 7.62x51mm rounds?)

[Rayleonarde]

Ray had apparently vanished from the group as soon as the fire fight broke out. He had somehow slipped out to a nearby hill. Ray held his rifle out single-pawed, sights trained on the Hun officers, by order of size.  The raccoon loosed his first shot as his target poked around to fire into the house. The twenty millimeter shell reduced the Hun to a pile of blood soaked clothes and red mist. Ray, however, dropped to his knees in pain, the recoil from his rifle nearly breaking his wrist. He slowly bolted the rifle, and shakily placed another round in the receiver.