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[TankKit]

Continue shooting while saying "DAT DAT DAT DAT DAT DAT DAT DAT!" He sais this with every single bullet fired. It's very annoying.

[Dustan Hache]

Continue shooting while saying "DA DA DA DA DA DA DA DA!" He sais this with every single bullet fired. It's very annoying.

"ugh, why am I the one stuck with the crazies..."
if most of the infected are dead or crippled, start approaching the pod and checking spider squad for any wounded.

[RAM]

Spoiler: Well, sheet! (click to show/hide)

Name: Pleasant
Gender: F
Class: V

Equipment:
super light armour
Semi-automatic Light Pistol Vengeance (PLEEEEEASE!)
V Grenade
V Grenade
Vengeance

Bonuses:
Neutra

(optional) Description: 38 years ago there was a failed experiment in longevity. Due to a lack of security, by the time the problems became apparent, the subject had attained some measure of external representation and, alas, a donation was required to keep the matter private. With a steadily progressing lack of appreciation for life in any of its forms, she gravitated towards a life of violence. Finding some less scrupulous sporting agencies, she was often able to to demonstrate the benefits of physical augmentations and a lack of decorum and caught the eye of some less scrupulous mercenary outfits. Attaining a basic appreciation of friend and foe, and that personal death would impair future opportunities and found some value in infiltration and espionage roles, but seemed most happy when plans expended the alphabet. When the emergency struck, the search for able combatants resulted in the buyout of her mercenary group and her inclusion in the program to occur with brilliantly little review. While she clearly continues to age in some respects, and is assumed to have a normal, or even reduced natural life-span, her appearance seems frozen at around the age of eight, forcing the use of electronic augments to match adult capacities, and her mind is an unknown mess that few wish to understand and few of those survive the effort... Her former comrades, however, suggest that she is cheerful and enthusiastic, and convey a feeling that there is nobody they would rather have preparing the meals if a group were trapped, hoping for rescue, with no apparent flora or fauna...

[OceanSoul]

RAM, what sort of class were you hoping to go for in the end?

Also, shoot down the Infected that aren't as weakened by the grenades.

[TankKit]

Continue shooting while saying "DA DA DA DA DA DA DA DA!" He sais this with every single bullet fired. It's very annoying.

"ugh, why am I the one stuck with the crazies..."

He stops shooting when you mention the C word, sais "I AM FUCKING NOT, YOU PIECE OF USELESS SHIT!" before continuing to shoot... He clearly doesn't like the C word.

[Rethi-Eli]

Spoiler: Well, sheet! (click to show/hide)

Name: Pleasant
Gender: F
Class: V

Equipment:
super light armour
Semi-automatic Light Pistol Vengeance (PLEEEEEASE!)
V Grenade
V Grenade
Vengeance

Bonuses:
Neutra

(optional) Description: 38 years ago there was a failed experiment in longevity. Due to a lack of security, by the time the problems became apparent, the subject had attained some measure of external representation and, alas, a donation was required to keep the matter private. With a steadily progressing lack of appreciation for life in any of its forms, she gravitated towards a life of violence. Finding some less scrupulous sporting agencies, she was often able to to demonstrate the benefits of physical augmentations and a lack of decorum and caught the eye of some less scrupulous mercenary outfits. Attaining a basic appreciation of friend and foe, and that personal death would impair future opportunities and found some value in infiltration and espionage roles, but seemed most happy when plans expended the alphabet. When the emergency struck, the search for able combatants resulted in the buyout of her mercenary group and her inclusion in the program to occur with brilliantly little review. While she clearly continues to age in some respects, and is assumed to have a normal, or even reduced natural life-span, her appearance seems frozen at around the age of eight, forcing the use of electronic augments to match adult capacities, and her mind is an unknown mess that few wish to understand and few of those survive the effort... Her former comrades, however, suggest that she is cheerful and enthusiastic, and convey a feeling that there is nobody they would rather have preparing the meals if a group were trapped, hoping for rescue, with no apparent flora or fauna...

Den der gwop tiklin' e sez a want a two venguns! Nary tain' gentin two venguns! Waan vengun, n a waan gun!

Sheet accepted, besides the double Vengeance thingy. You're part of Beta-007 squad, and your codename is TARANTULA-007! You're currently trapped in an escape pod with WOLF-007, ORBWEAVER-007, WIDOW-007, and your squad captain, SPIDER-007.

[Dustan Hache]

He stops shooting when you mention the C word, sais "I AM FUCKING NOT, YOU PIECE OF USELESS SHIT!"

"Last I checked, you joked about a person missing their limbs right in front of them, tried to shove a grenade into a bioweapon's mouth, and are making sounds to accompany your damn gunfire. I'd say that confirms you as crazy.
Hell, you can't even call me useless because you failed your little bomberman attempt while I was busy shooting a huge armored fucking snake to death with a pistol!"

[TankKit]

"...Is that a challenge?" Forget my previous action, go back to where the bio-weapons were and realease one so that I can fight it.

[OceanSoul]

I'm pretty sure that would take QUITE a while...besides, the place was blown up, remember?

[TankKit]

I'm pretty sure that would take QUITE a while...besides, the place was blown up, remember?

...Don't question me.

[RAM]

Pleasant takes advantage of the distraction of the other pod opening to rush out, stab an infected in the middle to watch it crumple in half, hops onto its back, jumps from its back onto a high point on her pod, climbs on top of her pod, drops a venade, and enjoys the show...

[Chink]

Challenge the remaining Infected to a contest - bonus points to whoever gets gibbed most impressively by my gun!

[fourtytwo]

Simple.
Mow them down the best I can with only 2 fingers on my hand.

[Rethi-Eli]

Continue shooting while saying "DAT DAT DAT DAT DAT DAT DAT DAT!" He sais this with every single bullet fired. It's very annoying.

You start, but are interrupted when you're called... crazy.

Nobody calls you crazy.

Nobody.

(3) You fall on floor and start screaming.

Continue shooting while saying "DA DA DA DA DA DA DA DA!" He sais this with every single bullet fired. It's very annoying.

"ugh, why am I the one stuck with the crazies..."
if most of the infected are dead or crippled, start approaching the pod and checking spider squad for any wounded.

Ah, but they're far from it! The horde is still surging around the pod... and around you!

(12 vs. 75)

You're tackled by a zombie, which bites you in the finger! You manage to dispatch it with a quick shot from your handgun, but...

You're infected.

RAM, what sort of class were you hoping to go for in the end?

Also, shoot down the Infected that aren't as weakened by the grenades.

(78 vs. -6) You blindfire into the horde, mowing down 3 zombies and wounding another five.

Pleasant takes advantage of the distraction of the other pod opening to rush out, stab an infected in the middle to watch it crumple in half, hops onto its back, jumps from its back onto a high point on her pod, climbs on top of her pod, drops a venade, and enjoys the show...

(43 vs. 78) You rush out, swinging wildly with your knife. You nick on the the infected, but it doesn't drop, instead pushing you down and furiously clawing at your face. (83 vs. 2) Luckily, WOLF-007 is able to kick it off of you, giving you ample time to stab it in the head.

Challenge the remaining Infected to a contest - bonus points to whoever gets gibbed most impressively by my gun!

(113 vs. 17) What a contest it is! You put down five zombies, ending the last one with a shotgun blast to the face.

Simple.
Mow them down the best I can with only 2 fingers on my hand.

(45 vs. 32) You make a little fingergun and practice shooting at one before actually putting your gun to its head and killing it. It's not that hard to make a realistic finger gun with only two fingers! (168 vs. 35) There's more gunfire from the pod, and a few more zombies drop. (74 vs. 62) GHOST-007 kicks a zombie into the horde, knocking five of the infected down. (93 vs. 53) REVENANT-007 takes down three zombies in quick succession with his knife. The horde is starting to dissipate... it looks like you could fight your way through without much resistance!

[TankKit]

He suddenly stops screaming and points at the guy who called him crazy. "Wait, since he just got bitten, isn't he infected now?"