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Well, the sporum is kinda nearly dead. I rarely come here anymore. Perhaps you could move this over the MC forums. That will give you a whole wealth of fresh meat. Hee~ Fresh meat...
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D: notdaponies
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Fluttershy asdfghjk <3
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Checkpoint Alpha, March 10th 2534
Jane stood next to the representatives, not even moving a budge other the recent conversations. Her face no longer visible since her visor polarized. She simply looked around at the other races without moving her head, making it seem like she was looking straight forward.
Her guards outside were sitting on the ramp of their shuttle, not bothering to hide the fact that their eyes were darting between every movement they saw.
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Bluh
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Checkpoint Alpha, Unknown Planet. March 10, 2534
Jane was very close to punching Dougon in the face several times until she figured it out. He was doing this on purpose to freak her out. How... immature. It was so immature that it was working, she was very freaked out. Her fur was on edge, and her fists were just rea- No. Got to stay calm.
Lucky for her, he seemed to stop only moments later. 'This is going to be a long day...' She thought to herself.
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Genius. Pure Genius Turtle.
And cole, your right.
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I'm back and... turtle's still going at it. Lol.
Turtle, you do realize that Jane is wearing a complete vacuum-sealed reinforced body suit right?
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It takes time to go write posts Cole, give us a few mins.
I'm going to eat breakfast now.
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Checkpoint Alpha, Unknown Planet. March 10, 2534
Jane watched as Dougon brushed past her shoulder, making her more nervous and uncomfortable, and immediately go to the next thing that caught his attention. "Hmph, he sure knows how to treat his guests correctly."
Suddenly, she got a message on her communicator. "Admiral, we've finished the scan on all the races here. We attempted to translate their languages but its impossible. We'll give you the full details once we get everything sorted out. So much data is coming in." Said the lead officer Daniel.
"Thank you Daniel, keep up the good work. I'll keep you posted as well on the... species of this planet."
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Checkpoint Alpha, Unknown Planet. March 10, 2534
The instant Dougon began to move towards Hawkins, the Guards already had their rifles pointed at his head. Dougon was also correct, Hawkins was extremely uncomfortable with the close contact. None-the less, she signaled her guards to stand down. They did so very, very reluctantly.
"I, I am very pleased to make... your acquaintance as well."
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In that case, they'll cut through my armor, not instantly, but it'll take only a second or two.
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MisterTurtle wrote:Dougon is such a troll.
Oh yah, I like him already.
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That... would hurt.
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The Onyx Brigade is the most elite of the New Conglomerate military. Even if outnumbers 700-1 they are trained to hold their ground and deal as much damage as possible. Not to mention their armor is extremely resilient. 100% bullet-proof(Except Gauss rounds have the brute force to punch through it) and heat-based weapons(Lasers and Plasma) will have to go through many layers to penetrate. By the time the heat gets to the soldier, it's tempeture it will be cut to a worst 25%
They are by no means unkillable. A sniper-rifle of any kind will punch right through their armor, and a few shots in the visor will crack and puncture it.
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