((Did I mention that I love how ridiculously brutal all the deaths in this game are?))
Do the following after Tomasque attempts the thing he's trying to do (and fails to kill all the guards).
"Bumfucking!? I have something perfect for that!"
The perfect thing being my shotgun. Shoot at the guards (and possibly 'accidentally' hit Avery with one of the blasts, if you'd like an IC reason for him leaving the game, should Hiddenleafguy not show up.)
[82] You rush in and shoot that fucker Velaffe in the back of the head. Twelve lead pellets were not enough to kill that french bastard face, though they were enough to completely mangle his face and make him unrecognizable. But something else draws your attention. The Slovak was currently dealing with the guards hand-to-hand style. He performs two impressive aikido moves and he shows that he definitely has some knife skills. You can't help but think how exciting would it be to fight and see who is better on the field of blood and honor. With your eyes glowing with joy and rage, you enter the main hall.
"Alright!"
Shoot my pewpew and then do the best frontflip ever.
[66] You rush in and charge forward, but when you get there, Kosmeyiik has already dealt with the opposition with some amazing moves. You note to self to learn some martial art to fit your acrobatic style. Unhappy, you attempt a frontflip. While it is not as amazing as your previous backflip, you still feel a bit happier. You enter the main hall, and just to make sure, finish off the gasping man on the ground in front of you with a swift bullet. With silent surprise, you realize that mangled person was, in fact, your late companion Avery Lafitte. You shed a tear of sadness and nick his wallet. It is empty and thus you are sad again.
"Don't shoot. I'll diffuse the situation."
walk up to the guards.
"You know him too? Well if we both friends with him, I guess that makes us friends as well."
Hold my hand out to shake. If he does, twist his arm and stab the other guard, then stab the one who's arm I twisted. If he doesn't shake, then excuse myself and walk past the guards, turning around and striking once they turn their backs on me.
[84] You swagger up to the hold up and show the guards your best car salesman smile, exposing your snow white teeth grown on carpathian goat cheese and other such delicacies. Your confident step throws the wiser of the guard off-balance and you extend your hand to the dumber of the guards. He, perhaps out of his naïve, trusting view of the people around him, extends his own and grabs your palm.
Sucker.
You grab his wrist with your other hand and step sideways behind him, then continue the move. Your and his hand create a majestic bow as you apply the Kote Gaeshi and painfully force him on his back on the floor. Then, unlike in the original Aikido technique, you pull out your knife at stab it into the throat of the man. Any hopes he could have had of returning to Nebraska, rising his children and holding birthday parties with old friends from school are taken from him, just like his ability to speak or breathe. You wonder whether will be bleed out or drown in his own blood faster.
The successfully performed Ai Hanmi Katate Dori Kote Gaeshi fills your heart with happiness, but this is not yet time for rest as the more conscious of the guards fires his gun into the chest of Avery and, seeing he won't have time to turn and shoot you, he instead drops his rifle and goes for a straight, right hand punch.
You quickly move in and intercept his hand and pull him towards yourself whilst stepping to the side. He is unable to stop or slow down, and he is forced to follow you and and do a semi circle before you let him go and instead simply raise your arm into his chin. He is stopped dead in his tracks and he falls. His back slams into the ground. He clearly never took classess in a dojo, as he had no idea how to take a fall and instead of a graceful fall he scored a painful hit. You don't waste time and stab him once in the armpit, once in the abdomen, right under the bulletproof vest and then you finally finish your myriad of death by thrusting your butterfly knife into his neck, slicing the artery and mortally wounding him. He is dead before you gracefully get up and wipe your bloodied weapon on Velaffe's shirt.
You can clearly see just how impressed your mates are, though Steve's masterful brawling style is just as effective, if less showy.
Suddenly, from around the corner a guard you have not noticed before rushes forward and aims his gun at you. You scramble for your weapon, already knowing that you are too late, that you won't get to it before he ends your life.
Then he falls on his left knee, his right one being shattered by a roundhouse kick. A well kept, woman's hand then jabs him in the throat, completely and utterly destroying the larynx and the upper trachea. You immediately feel a reserved respect for the woman that steps forward afterwards.
Lermfish:
[99] Well done, you think to yourself, after you sneak into the palace through one of the back windows and strangle a few guards on the way to the staircase. Soon you will get Johann, the heir apparent to the throne of the micronation of Gawalen. You got intel that a team was already on-site, but they were ordered to kill the King and not his son. Just as well, you think, as you enter the main hall and see a guard aiming his gun at a man, probably one of the operatives. You think quick, and sprint towards him, and when you get close you perform a roundhouse kick to his exposed, right knee. Your heavy boot strikes with great force and the joint simply gives in and shatters, forcing the man to his left knee and causing him to drop his rifle. You then curl your hand into a fist and slam it into the throat of the man. Effective and efficient, just as are you.
Playergamer:
The op continues. You scout out the area with your rifle, looking for any dangers to report to the team. You concentrate hard, and that is why at first you didn't hear the steps behind you, the steps of an experienced operative. When you finally realize what's up, you let go of the rifle and reach for the pistol, trying to outrace the man, trying to prevent the unevitable...
Hiddenleafguy:
Your attempt at persuasion failed, you hoped your friends would save your fat from the fire, and in fact the Slovak does come in and takes out Bob the Idiot. You exhale with relief, but that moment was a moment you should have spent on action. You couldn't know that Steve, the bloodthirsty one, would shoot you in the back of the head. You couldn't know the merc would unload his M4 into your chest. You couldn't have known that Marco would finish you off with a bullet to the forehead. You couldn't have known. You expire, not knowing what is happening to you, feeling no pain, your troubles finally over.
You expire doing what you did best.
You die, your death caused by your first fast talking mistake.
You die a happy man.
Andres:
You didn't mean to shoot the kid. You really didn't. What man would shoot an unarmed child? What man could do that to an innocent being, one incapable of sin?
You look at your hands, stained with the life force of guilt free men that didn't do anything wrong. Why did they deserve to die? They only did whatever good people did.
Perhaps the only one that deserves death is you.
The bullet, fired by the last living policeman of the group, strikes you in the middle of the chest, killing your body instantly.
Your mind notes the final act of justice and extinguishes.
Statuses:
Health: Bruises and small cuts.
Stealth - 50
Handguns - 50
Melee - 50
Shotguns/Assault Rifles - 50
Equipment:
Benelli M3 - 100,000$.
FN Five Seven with Silencer - 85,000$
2 Light Throwing Knives - 20,000$
Kukri - 25,000$
Night Vision Goggles v.1 - 20,000$
Human Scalp - 0$
Cash - 0$
Health: Fine.
Skills: Handguns: 50
Stealth: 50
Mechanics: 30
Driving: 20
Medical skills: 50
Equipment:
Glock 18 with Silencer - 75,000$
3 Medkits - 60,000$
Toolbox - 20,000$
4 Grenades - 40,000$
Night Vision Goggles v.3 - 50,000$
Cash - 5,000$.
Health: Fine
Skills:
Stealth: 50
Persuasion: 50
Melee: 50
Handguns: 50
Equipment:
Garrote - 5,000$
Butterfly Knife - 10,000$
FN Five-Seven - 60,000$
Suppressor - 25,000$
AP Subsonic Ammo - 100,000$
NVG v.3 - 50,000$
Cash - 0$
Health: Fine.
Skills:
Melee/Hand-to-Hand - 50
Handguns - 10
Shotguns/Assault Rifles - 10
Driving - 50
Mechanics - 50
Medical Skills - 10
Stealth - 10
Persuasion - 10
Equipment:
FN Five-Seven - $60,000
Steyr AUG - $150,000
Medkit - $20,000
Toolbox - $20,000
Cash - $0
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