I might know of it by a different title…
He found himself confused again, brow furrowed under his mask once more. He rose a hand and tapped part of it, getting rid of an itch.
“Oh what do you know it by “she said then going to sit down “if you don’t mind the asking or anything “she said trying to talk more slower “hehe…”
You would need to elaborate on what it is…
Underneath the note was a little doodle of a confused face.
*44 Smirked outwardly, now in complete control of Jasper’s body and started to slink toward the other slightly but soon stopped at a certain distance and now circled a little. Keeping the sniper’s body on his toes around the brutal*
Jerker watched with bored eyes. What else was he going to do? He could always strike, but seeing how this was a Sniper, he wasn’t going to. They always had weird tricks up their sleeves.
*At a certain point of his studying the younger lunged suddenly from the side, finding that he was the one who had to make the move. The blade going for an uppercut on the soldier’s flank that seemed to be the let gaurded*
An instant reflex, Jerker turned slightly and rose his shovel, deflecting the blade with a low snarl. He cracked his neck, growling.
*The sniper drew back at a saf distance with a tsk but smirked at the response and lunged again. this time from the front, blade coming at a cross*
The Soldier whipped his shovel in front of him and deflected it. He didn’t need this Sniper knowing his own medical issues. He clicked his teeth before he swung his shovel, aiming for the Sniper’s neck.
“Why not? no police no nothing come out here and bird eat the bodes and yeah win win for me since l can’t do what l user do when dealing with dead bodes…”the girl let out a sad sigh
This is a mercenary base… Of course there are no police here. No need for them, death is expected and fixed with a system.
Underneath the writing, he drew a small respawn chip with an arrow pointing up to it to give it it’s label.
“oh….well oh hey can l ask?”she said trying to change what there where talking about “do you hear about the Placetown?”she looked at him “if not the okay”
I might know of it by a different title…
He found himself confused again, brow furrowed under his mask once more. He rose a hand and tapped part of it, getting rid of an itch.
*44 Smirked outwardly, now in complete control of Jasper’s body and started to slink toward the other slightly but soon stopped at a certain distance and now circled a little. Keeping the sniper’s body on his toes around the brutal*
Jerker watched with bored eyes. What else was he going to do? He could always strike, but seeing how this was a Sniper, he wasn’t going to. They always had weird tricks up their sleeves.
*At a certain point of his studying the younger lunged suddenly from the side, finding that he was the one who had to make the move. The blade going for an uppercut on the soldier’s flank that seemed to be the let gaurded*
An instant reflex, Jerker turned slightly and rose his shovel, deflecting the blade with a low snarl. He cracked his neck, growling.
The reason why Jerker and Nikolaus are friends is because both of them suffer from congenital analgesia. For those of you who missed the Nikolaus fact, that is when someone doesn’t know what pain is and can’t feel it in layman’s terms.
“Oh shut up.” The Medic snarled down at her. Dymitry’s hands started turning her head to the side a little, but stopped. Just to see what she’d do, gloved fingers ran over the sensitive gills.
She couldn’t help herself, she jerked away despite the uncomfortable angle her head was set in, breathing shallow and quick. Her the little ‘frills’ retracted a little seeing that the tactic of ‘puffing up’ wasn’t working.
In between the shallow pants a barely audible whimper came out against her will.
Dymitry’s hands tightened around her head as she jerked, forcing it to go back to where it was. “Don’t do anything too hasty…” Niko stated, listening to her breathing. She was already badly injured… He could always let the Pyro snap her neck. It was an easier option on her part.
“Vould you rather I kill you now or do you just vant to wait for respawn?”
Honestly, that’s what she’s afraid of. She doesn’t know if she’s still in the respawn system. She had a ‘quiet life’ ever since the teleporter accident 3 years ago.
She really doesn’t want to kick the bucket. So in the end she said nothing, not even paying attention to the fact that her stomach was vivisected open….
Or maybe she is. That and the gills being violated.
Nikolaus clicked his teeth in annoyance, pushing himself up off of her and taking a few steps away to avoid those tentacles. ”If you are not going to answer me, I vill just leave you dere.”
That could work.
Have the brutal medic leave in disinterest. And as soon as he does, escape the pyro holding her head hostage.
She’ll have to verify if she’s in the respawn still, even if she still has the chip implanted.
Being quiet still, her webbed hands turned into fist, clenching to the point that the claws pierced through the palm, tentacles squirming in discomfort and pain.
“Gute Nacht, fraulein…” The Medic muttered. Dymitry waited like a dog for his orders before Niko snapped his fingers. Sure enough, with a sickening crack, her neck was snapped, earning a giggle from the Pyro.
Jerker stared. He wasn’t used to people not responding to him. It… Took him offguard, which was usually hard for a Soldier, let alone a Brutal.
*Jasper continued to stare blanky, eye dull from lack of sight but of not “in control” of his own mental stability. 44 chuckled deep in his head at the soldier slowly taking the shots of the disabled mercenary’s actions as he twitched a hand for his blade*
Jerker simply continued to stare back, though he wasn’t blank with it. His eyes flicked to the hand toward the blade before he looked back up, eye twitching slightly.
*”He” gripped the kukuri and pulled it out if it’s sheath, then stood at a defensive stance. The part of his exposed arm was covered in deep scars of different shapes but all of the roman numeral 44. The one eye narrowed slightly and started to glow a bit waiting for this soldier to make a move*
The Soldier looked the scars over and cocked a brow to the glowing eye, though he gripped his shovel and prepared himself. He wasn’t going to let some punk ass Sniper take him out.
*44 Smirked outwardly, now in complete control of Jasper’s body and started to slink toward the other slightly but soon stopped at a certain distance and now circled a little. Keeping the sniper’s body on his toes around the brutal*
Jerker watched with bored eyes. What else was he going to do? He could always strike, but seeing how this was a Sniper, he wasn’t going to. They always had weird tricks up their sleeves.
“Why not? no police no nothing come out here and bird eat the bodes and yeah win win for me since l can’t do what l user do when dealing with dead bodes…”the girl let out a sad sigh
This is a mercenary base… Of course there are no police here. No need for them, death is expected and fixed with a system.
Underneath the writing, he drew a small respawn chip with an arrow pointing up to it to give it it’s label.
(Source: crazedbrutals)
The group of five stood, watching. Dymitry, the one with the mask, was the first to do something, holding up a notepad.
… What are you doing here? You do not look like a mercenary.
The girl smiled, let out a few giggles “hehe oh sorry l was looking around and find these hehe place and well l think to look around!”she just let out more giggling “heheh!”
Most of them left, the tallest man going back to cleaning blood off of his kukri. The shortest, youngest rolling his eyes. Most of them felt like there was no need to waste time on someone who seemed to be an idiot… Though that happened to be a lot of people around the bases, too. Dymitry took the notebook back and scrawled out more.
It is not safe, you know… We are not safe to be around. Now I ask again, what are you doing here?
A homicidal maniac giving a warning? That was… Unusual.The girl stop her gigging “fineee l come here to drop off bodes here but l had no fucking clue the be some kind of creepy as fuck place “she said, dump off her idiot act “but yeah if you want l can go…”
Dymitry was growing frustrated. It wasn’t visible, but his brow furrowed.
… Bodes?
That was all the paper read.
Nodding she looked around “yep bodes you know when you kill someone’ “she said trying to make light of it “yeahh hehe so yep l just need to drop them here and l will be off”
Oh… Bodies… I understand now…
The Pyro blinked under his lenses, looking around. He didn’t see any…
Why drop them off here? I do not understand…
Jerker stared. He wasn’t used to people not responding to him. It… Took him offguard, which was usually hard for a Soldier, let alone a Brutal.
*Jasper continued to stare blanky, eye dull from lack of sight but of not “in control” of his own mental stability. 44 chuckled deep in his head at the soldier slowly taking the shots of the disabled mercenary’s actions as he twitched a hand for his blade*
Jerker simply continued to stare back, though he wasn’t blank with it. His eyes flicked to the hand toward the blade before he looked back up, eye twitching slightly.
*”He” gripped the kukuri and pulled it out if it’s sheath, then stood at a defensive stance. The part of his exposed arm was covered in deep scars of different shapes but all of the roman numeral 44. The one eye narrowed slightly and started to glow a bit waiting for this soldier to make a move*
The Soldier looked the scars over and cocked a brow to the glowing eye, though he gripped his shovel and prepared himself. He wasn’t going to let some punk ass Sniper take him out.