"If I'm not back in an hour, take off."
He smiles and steps out of the ship.
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"I guess..." [b]the streets seem to be empty. Signs of combat are rather obvious all around him, and they were fresh.[/b]
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He keeps moving down the street, Vulcans up and looking for targets.
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[b]a few shots can be heard west of python, following a path of destruction.[/b]
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He looks towards it. Shrugging, he changes direction.
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[spoiler]so did he follow the path or...?[/spoiler]
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[spoiler]Yea[/spoiler]
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[b]The blasts became more and more auditive, a voice rang out over the explosions.[/b] [i][b]"WAAAAAAAAAAGGH!!!"[/b][/i]
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"Holy shit..." He heads towards it, keeping his rifle up.
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[b][i]"DAS' RITE! RUN AWAY YA BLOODY GITS!!"[/i][/b] [b]the sounds of the weapons were strange, mixed, as if all kinds of weapons fired at once.[/b]
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[i]Ok, lotta guns, lotta guys. Make em friends? Give it a shot.[/i] He keeps making his way towards it, sticking to cover as much as he can to remain undetected.
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[b]he turns the corner of the street to see a singular, gigantic figure with a ridiculously huge arsenal all over his body. His entire right hand and forearm has been turned into a mass of plasma cannons, Rapid-Fire Battle Cannons, flamers, meltas, anything that could even be there was there. His back was covered in missiles, cannons and launchers, all of them were covered by a thick plate of metal. His left hand and forearm was a gigantic metal claw with autocannons in the palm, with a flamer underneath it. The figure was huge, green-skinned and terrifying. He had his back turned towards python, not having noticed him.[/b]
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"Hell of an arsenal there." Python walks up next to the Ork.
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[i][b]"Woss dat? A humie?"[/b][/i] [b]he turns around, staring down the mechanical man.[/b]
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"Technically, yes." Python meets the Ork at eye level, extending a hand for a handshake. "Python."
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[b]he looks down at his hand, slowly laughing. He grabs it with his claw, shakes python around and smashes him into the pavement.[/b] [i][b]"Hehehe.... Tinnie's got sum gud loot on 'im!"[/b][/i]
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[i]Alright, barbaric sons of bitches.[/i] He swings on the ground with his leg, toppling the Ork. He pulls his pistol and puts it to his head. "Nobody moves."
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[spoiler]lol he's alone by the way.[/spoiler] [b]he slams his claw into his chest, sending him flying into a building. He aims his gun arm at him and opens fire. The torrent of bullets, cannon blasts, bolts, it all crashed into the building and into python. The four Battle Cannons fired at a rapid succession, each of them shot after the other, giving perfect time to reload right on time for it to fire, making a perfect chain of cannon shots.[/b]
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[spoiler]Lol, read that wrong[/spoiler] He climbs out of the building Vulcans spinning up and opening fire at the Ork. He fires his pistol at him.
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[b]The shots fired at him simply ping off his armor. He looks at the vulcans.[/b] [i][b]"Hehe... dose are some nice gunz u have dere!!"[/b][/i] [b]he continues firing his array of weapons at python.[/b]
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Python keeps walking towards the Ork, continuing the shooting.
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[b]The cannon shots hit python directly in the chest, sending him crashing into another building.[/b]
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The building collapses and he gets back up. "Big cannon. I like it." He breaks into a run, using cover to get up to the Ork.
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[b]Python is met by his huge metallic claw, stopping his course.[/b]
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Python grabs the claw and pulls the Ork in, smashing him to the ground with his other hand.
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[b]the huge body hits the ground, caving in the pavement.[/b] [i][b]"Not bad, humie!"[/b][/i] [b]he tosses python away before getting back up.[/b]