Sorry this one took so long. I went a little overboard on some of the stories and had a lot of family stuff going on. As always if you guys want to write your own intro to next week's story feel free, please include your number in front of your decision for your next action (separate from your story please!) so I can keep everything organized
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1) Impactfour IF
After a brutal example of why IF works on a boat and not in an office, IF decides it's time to get some more paint before hopefully heading outside where he belongs.
IF it's stalking through the halls, still having no idea where he is but he does have his trusty 98c with him and he knows it needs more paint, he realizes this is the first marker he has had that he never had to pay for! It's almost like stealing! With that thought in mind he feels a little naughty. He rounds a corner and hears a noise, ducking into a nearby room he only catches a glimpse at the name of the room, the door shuts behind him as his brain registers the room is named “metropolitan Police academy" the click of the door announces he is in the room and all eyes turn to him. It's the entire cast of police academy. Everyone is silent for 3 heart beats before IF hears the crackle of a police radio (although doesn't see one) *pshhht suspect with stolen paintball marker has entered the classroom passhhhrtt* realizing he has an advantage over everyone in the room in that he has a marker and they don't IF brings up the 98c and pulls the trigger…nothing happens. The trigger feels as hard as the cast aluminum body. IF looks at it, well that's because it is the cast aluminum body. The trigger itself is just gone. IF flings the door open as every chair in the room empties. *Passhhhrtt suspect is fleeing on foot, multiple officers in training in pursuit passhhhrtt* IF runs down the hall, left, right, left again, he is losing them! He rounds a corner and realizes he is lost…. Keep going! Left, right, left his eyes lock on the cold red unblinking eyes of…RoboCop. No no no! If there's one person in this AI hellhole IF wants to avoid it's a half human half machine wrecking ball with no emotion. IF thinks fast and dives like he is sliding into snake 50 with under a minute on the game clock. Robocops auto9 roars to life spewing out paint destruction. RoboCop was not programmed for targets to go between his legs though and the auto9 takes out the whole police academy class in one burst. IF is up and running again, still with no idea where he is going he rounds another corner and promptly gets clothes lined. As his feet leave the ground IFs head comes down to waist high where he sees a Colt pacemaker being drawn from it's holster. Two shots are put into IFs chest before his back even hits the ground and the pacemaker is put back in it's holster. Chuck Norris bends down, picks up the 98c where it has fallen and says “nobody outruns the law”. As the download bars start to progress, Chuck walks out a nearby door in slow motion and into the sunset.
1) Impactfour ion search
BR 10 broken marker!
Return to vending roll 7 get lost
Return to vending roll 7 get lost
Return to vending roll 9 out
User logged out
2) jpdgas JG
JG wanders through the woods, well, it's a Christmas tree stand. Thinking it's odd that a ship yard even has one it's more odd that it's this big. It's basically a Christmas tree forest. JG looks down the rows through his scope. Movement! He fires but is too late! The FSR sails wide. Paint starts flying back at him and JG has to move. Flinging some paint back to cover his retreat he finds a decent spot and aims down one of the rows. Before long Tommy the Christmas tree sales teen has to cross JGs row. JG is ready and puts 2 FSR on his chest. Waiting until the tree branches are still once again JG goes to investigate. He finds paintballs but no FSR. Tommy the sales teen may be wishing for a FSR capable marker but selling trees isn't conducive to being able to afford one on his own. JG turns and heads….. Crap this tree stand is huge, which way was out?
2) jpdgas T15 AFF
BR 3 continue
900, AFF sniper -0 roll 8 AFF
900, AFF -100 roll 5 +0
(800) End
Choice for day 4:
3) MrBarraclough MB
Phantom pumped and shoe laces tied MB is on the hunt. Roaming through the sections of the ship yard he is a little confused why so much of the yard seems dedicated to non -shipbuilding activities. Why do they need a trampoline warehouse? An electric piano repair facility? A fusion reactor? ……MB pauses. A fusion reactor makes power, a crazy AI needs power. Maybe he can be the hero and shut down the reactor to free everyone. MB heads in, all is quiet at first, the first few doors open easily but then he hits a more serious security door. The nearby screen says security access level 68 required. Hmmm. MB doesn't know if that's a high clearance or not. He turns around to go find the security office and maybe persuade someone to add him to the list. As he finds the clearly marked security office he opens the door and freezes. Sammy the security guard stares back at him, they are both in a stand off. A tumbleweed blows by. Sam's eye twitches and MB goes for his phantom. Sam is rocking a goblin, this is going to be close. Both fire nearly simultaneously. As the vapor cloud clears MBs heart begins beating again. Sam looks at MB and then his own hand which is covered in paint. MB can't feel anything. It looks like Sam's paintball went wide! Sam collapses and MB starts breathing again. MB goes over to the computer where he finds the controls to add himself as having security clearance. “Fingerprint required" the computer says. Well crap. Sam's hand is covered in paint and MB would be risking his own neck if he needed to use Sam's hand. MB pokes around the computer and finds a list of pre approved people and their security level. There's a few that are above level 68. MB enters a few commands and transmits the list to every screen in the ship yard. Even if he doesn't get a chance to use it, hopefully someone will. Before leaving MB snags 2 fresh pods off the table and will surely put them to good use.
3) MrBarraclough phantom AFF
BR 7 continue
800, AFF sneak -0 roll 3 +200
(1000) End
Choice for day 4:
5) Super Nova SN
SN is excited. The gills on the side is his freshly acquired m98 are looking so fly. As he walks through the yard he doesn't even see where it is going because he is so distracted by his sweet 98. PAK! A paintball wizzes past SNs head. Instinct takes over and he dives behind some moving boxes. Back to reality SN pokes his head up and back down as paint comes over top the box. SN can't even see who is shooting at him but he returns fire all the same. A few more rounds of “pop the top" play out before SN moves to a new stack of boxes and dumps a pod in. As he looks around the stack he can't see anything except a strange market pointing back at him. He fires a few shots at it and is rewarded with a solid *thwak* of one shot impacting. He peaks out to see an arm and marker laying on the ground. SN comes out to investigate and is devastated. SN just shot his childhood hero, the green power ranger. Falling to the ground SN has tears streaming down his face and fogging up his custom green proflexs. He dare not even look for any pods he is too upset. SN shuffles off, heading towards the water, he may need to make a sacrifice of one sweet m98 by tossing it in the harbor, or maybe he will just atone by jumping in himself…
5) Super Nova m98
BR 8 continue
700, AFF -100 roll 9 stalemate
600, AFF -100 roll 6 +0
(500) End
Choice for day 4:
6) The Hobbit
After taking out his rage on Carl over too big of balls. TH feels the need to splatter more balls on faces. He heads onward aggressively looking for somewhere, hopefully someplace cool (like a movie theater) to rage.
TH does find a movie theater. Problem is instead of cushion seats and hot buttered popcorn he finds concrete and rebar. It's still under construction. TH wanders around a bit until he rounds a corner and freezes. The whole construction second shift is looking right at him. TH promptly turns and sprints out, he hears the construction crew chasing him he saw they all had classic mags either hanging from their construction belts or being used as hammers, rebar benders or rivet guns. Making his way through the site TH stumbles over a hose, his ion goes flying straight towards a piece of rebar sticking up through the concrete. Instead of impaling or shattering though the rebar threads straight through the trigger guard. The ion fires, the recoil spins it and it fires again. TH sees what's happening and jumps as the marker spins around firing in all directions now. This is the strangest game of jump rope ever. The marker continues to spin and fire, TH keeps jumping every time it's pointed in his direction. After what feels like an eternity the marker stops, having finally run out of paint the eyes prevented it from firing again. TH spins around ready for anything but there's only stillness around him. The whole construction crew is laying motionless behind TH. TH picks up his ion, dumps a fresh pod in and is about to leave when he spots a pod just hanging out on a nearby planning table. TH picks it up and wanders off.
6) The Hobbit ion AFF
BR 7 continue
900, AFF -100 roll 4 +100
(900) End
Choice for day 4:
7) Cdn_Cuda
After OD’ing in energy drinks, CC decides to take a moment and regain his composure before searching for more paint. His heart beat returns to normal, but has a little twitching in his hand. As the last of the energy drink wear off….. now just need to find a safe place to pee…
CC wanders around, not finding a bathroom, he is getting kind of desperate. Every time he thinks he found a decent corner, he then sees someone walking around nearby. His Canadian decency won't allow him to drain the maple tree with people nearby. He wonders to himself, “what would Mortimer do?" Well, Mortimer the mighty moose wouldn't care who sees but also if your waste was at eye level with all the creatures around you would you? Maybe that's a bad comparison then. CC keeps wandering, bladder full and pod pack light CC is getting concerned, he starts running, figuring he can cover more ground and potentially find a bathroom, tree, bush or maybe even that horrible ex-girlfriends lawn if he moves fast enough. Clearing a building he comes across, nothing, like empty yard nothing, nothing for at least 100 yards in every direction. Past that there's people milling around. And then he notices something, right in the middle of the empty space. CC runs up to it while doing the potty dance, it's a pod! As CC bends down to pick it up he snatches the pod but also, a small dribble of sap escapes the maple tree. Pinching off the flow CC realizes he is in a little more trouble than he thought and high tails it out of the empty yard.
7) Cdn_Cuda ma-duce-a AFF (esc at 300)
BR 3 continue
400 Search roll 4 +100
(500) End
Choice for day 4:
8) XEMON XM
9) Jimmydee JD
XM has found a great hiding spot, it's so great that he is not really sure where he is. 1) it's a cubicle in a maze of cubicles and 2) Suzy has quite the collection of snack food. So far his favorite is the mint Oreos. JD is still finding his way out of the accounting maze when he hears the rustling of plastic and smells the familiar scent of mint. He thinks he knows which cubicle it's coming from. JD is as sneaky as a drunk dog approaching, he pops up over the top of a cubicle to find…nothing. XM hears the commotion though and peeks over, sees JD and screams in surprise spraying Oreo dust everywhere. JD is also stunned for a moment and as XM collects his marker from where he left it in Suzie’s snack drawer JD moves across the aisle. Soon paint is flying between the cubicles as both combatants remember how to play paintball. XM has to feed the ma-duece-a a fresh pod as they trade paint. JD gets an idea and grabs a nearby stapler. He flings it down the row of cubicles looking to distract XM. He watches it sail, timing his next snap shot over the cubicle. JD times it perfect, snaps out only to find the double barrels of XMs ma-duece-a looking back at him. With one pull of the trigger XM plants two balls on JD. JD crashes into the computer within his cubicle. XM is too distracted by Suzie's other junk food drawer that popped open in the middle of his firefight to remember to look for paint. Now should be work on the thin mint cookies or chocolate chip cookies first?
8) XEMON ma-duece-a DP (esc ?)
BR 4 continue
700, DP1 -100 roll 9 stalemate
600, DP1 -100 roll 4 +0
(500) End
Choice for day 4:
9) Jimmydee 98c AFF
BR 1
600, AFF -100 roll 10 out
User logged out
11) GattoDiavolo GD
GD has wandered into a parking lot. Walking through the cars there's not much here. The 91 Toyota Corolla catches his eye though! What a beauty he thinks as he walks over. The faded gray paint, radio and even the optional power sun roof! He is so distracted he almost misses the lady two rows over lining up a shot on him. Almost. He dives behind the Corolla and comes around the side, ion singing. One ball connects! But only with her suitcase, that won't get the job done. GD comes up over the top of the Corolla and puts a fat string of paint onto the lady's left foot sticking out from cover. Job completed he walks over to snag 2 pods off of her. Turning back he sees what a mess the firefight made of the Corolla. Oh well GD thinks and moves on.
11) GattoDiavolo ion AFF (until 200)
BR 8 continue
700, AFF -100 roll 3 +200
(800) End
Choice for day 4:
12) EvilCreature EC
EC is looking through the wreckage that was the presentation stage in front of the Marsgloryhole. Not finding much besides 5 cracked and broken evolution hoppers he moves over to the press section. Looking through some bags he hears a paintball wizz past his head. Diving behind the podium he realizes it's one of the press come back. Ion up and firing he starts giving his own presentation about how it's not nice to sneak up on people. Back and forth the two trade strings until EC gets one lucky ball onto the press junkie's hand. Toppling over EC claims victory.
12) EvilCreature ion search
BR 6
800 search roll 8 DFF
DFF -100 roll 6 +0
(700) End
Choice for day 4:
17) Jonnydread JD
18) Glovebox Operator GO
With fuel in my mount, paint in my pods and bloodlust in our veins, Jeffery and I continue to press our attack against the AI scourge. But that will be after stopping to snack on the most delightful surprise of a strange cake castle and snagging a few Jolt cola for the road. Is that a strange noise we hear coming from a dark bunker off in the distance? A trap? An ambush? A fair MCB'er in need of rescue? Hoping that the potentially massive fireball Jeffery is carrying isn't unleashed by the possible horrors ahead, I set my etha set to 20bps we prepare to attack
JD has decided to lay low for a while, he has found a tire yard full of used tires. It's really a maze in here. All this copy and pasting is really wearing him out. He remembers his time on the SS Walz with fond memories. JD hears something coming, a forklift engine putters through the tires. JD comes out from cover and rips a long string from his ma-duece-a. All the paint flies straight and true and impacts….a propane tank? JD ducks, expecting the worst but, nothing happens, it's made of nearly ¼” steel, even computer virus paintballs are not going to do anything to it. GO hears the ringing of the tank Jeffrey is carrying, stops his steed and lowers the tank. He spies a ducking JD. GO brings up his marker and starts firing. JD ducks behind some tires. GO repositions Jeffery and as he goes to fire again JD breaks cover and throws paint at GO. GO ducks and in the process lands on one of the control levers. The propane tank comes up at lightning speed and JDs paintballs impact the steel once again. The tank came up so fast however that the forks of the mighty Jeffrey fling it into the air. GO realizes those aftermarket hydraulic rams may not have been the best idea. As JD and GO watch the tank top out at around 30 feet they both realize gravity will win. JD turns and sprints, GO slams the reverse pedal on Jeffrey. The tank completes is arc are heads down. It impacts the ground with a mighty crash and punches a hole in the tank. The tank begins to spin wildly releasing propane everywhere and causing a vapor cloud to form. As the tank spins it strikes the ground and sparks. JD is thrown forward by the force of the blast, landing in a pile of smaller tires. GO and Jeffrey, both slightly on fire manage to motor far enough away to avoid most of the blast. The tire yard, now completely on fire burns as both GO and JD decide there's no way they are going back in there and each go their separate ways.
17) Jonnydread ma-duce-a DP1 (esc at 300)
BR 8 continue
800, DP1 -100 roll 6 +0
(700) End
Choice for day 4:
18) Glovebox Operator
etha AFF (with Jeffrey)
1600 AFF -100 roll 7 +0
(1500 ) end
Choice for day 4:
19) Heavy_D HD
HD presses the send button on his newly acquired walkie, and says into it, "MARCO!". He then decides he should search around and see if he can find some paint.
Looking through a shipping container HD thinks he got the jackpot. It's hard to see in this container without a light but these boxes are smaller and they are filled with small round objects. Once he brings a container out into the light though, he sees nothing but marbles. Great he thinks, throwing the box to the side where it shattered throwing marbles everywhere he is about to close the door of the container when he looks up to see a single pod resting on top of the boxes. One pod of paint is better than zero pods of paint. HD snags it and moves on
19) Heavy_D ma-duece-a (esc @200) search
BR 1 continue
500 search roll 4 +100
(600) End
Choice for day 4:
20) martix_agent MA
Stomach full of pancakes and hash browns MA looks to lose some weight by using some paint. He wanders into a JC Penny, why does a shipyard need a JC Penny? Every shelf in front of him is a sale shelf. Is there anything not on sale? What's that? A set of Angel eyes! No way! As martix reaches for the rarest of rare masks, they are hit by a paintball and spin away. Turning around MA sees one of the cashiers is still at the counter, struggling to get the cyclone on their A5 to feed. MA has his marker up and stumps a whole 100 balls into them. They collapse on the ground. MA goes to investigate the angel eyes and sees that they are really covered in paint. Frustrated, he has no choice but to move on.
20) martix_agent etha AFF
1600 AFF -100 roll 2 +0
(1500) End
Choice for day 4:
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1) Impactfour IF
After a brutal example of why IF works on a boat and not in an office, IF decides it's time to get some more paint before hopefully heading outside where he belongs.
IF it's stalking through the halls, still having no idea where he is but he does have his trusty 98c with him and he knows it needs more paint, he realizes this is the first marker he has had that he never had to pay for! It's almost like stealing! With that thought in mind he feels a little naughty. He rounds a corner and hears a noise, ducking into a nearby room he only catches a glimpse at the name of the room, the door shuts behind him as his brain registers the room is named “metropolitan Police academy" the click of the door announces he is in the room and all eyes turn to him. It's the entire cast of police academy. Everyone is silent for 3 heart beats before IF hears the crackle of a police radio (although doesn't see one) *pshhht suspect with stolen paintball marker has entered the classroom passhhhrtt* realizing he has an advantage over everyone in the room in that he has a marker and they don't IF brings up the 98c and pulls the trigger…nothing happens. The trigger feels as hard as the cast aluminum body. IF looks at it, well that's because it is the cast aluminum body. The trigger itself is just gone. IF flings the door open as every chair in the room empties. *Passhhhrtt suspect is fleeing on foot, multiple officers in training in pursuit passhhhrtt* IF runs down the hall, left, right, left again, he is losing them! He rounds a corner and realizes he is lost…. Keep going! Left, right, left his eyes lock on the cold red unblinking eyes of…RoboCop. No no no! If there's one person in this AI hellhole IF wants to avoid it's a half human half machine wrecking ball with no emotion. IF thinks fast and dives like he is sliding into snake 50 with under a minute on the game clock. Robocops auto9 roars to life spewing out paint destruction. RoboCop was not programmed for targets to go between his legs though and the auto9 takes out the whole police academy class in one burst. IF is up and running again, still with no idea where he is going he rounds another corner and promptly gets clothes lined. As his feet leave the ground IFs head comes down to waist high where he sees a Colt pacemaker being drawn from it's holster. Two shots are put into IFs chest before his back even hits the ground and the pacemaker is put back in it's holster. Chuck Norris bends down, picks up the 98c where it has fallen and says “nobody outruns the law”. As the download bars start to progress, Chuck walks out a nearby door in slow motion and into the sunset.
1) Impactfour ion search
BR 10 broken marker!
Return to vending roll 7 get lost
Return to vending roll 7 get lost
Return to vending roll 9 out
User logged out
2) jpdgas JG
JG wanders through the woods, well, it's a Christmas tree stand. Thinking it's odd that a ship yard even has one it's more odd that it's this big. It's basically a Christmas tree forest. JG looks down the rows through his scope. Movement! He fires but is too late! The FSR sails wide. Paint starts flying back at him and JG has to move. Flinging some paint back to cover his retreat he finds a decent spot and aims down one of the rows. Before long Tommy the Christmas tree sales teen has to cross JGs row. JG is ready and puts 2 FSR on his chest. Waiting until the tree branches are still once again JG goes to investigate. He finds paintballs but no FSR. Tommy the sales teen may be wishing for a FSR capable marker but selling trees isn't conducive to being able to afford one on his own. JG turns and heads….. Crap this tree stand is huge, which way was out?
2) jpdgas T15 AFF
BR 3 continue
900, AFF sniper -0 roll 8 AFF
900, AFF -100 roll 5 +0
(800) End
Choice for day 4:
3) MrBarraclough MB
Phantom pumped and shoe laces tied MB is on the hunt. Roaming through the sections of the ship yard he is a little confused why so much of the yard seems dedicated to non -shipbuilding activities. Why do they need a trampoline warehouse? An electric piano repair facility? A fusion reactor? ……MB pauses. A fusion reactor makes power, a crazy AI needs power. Maybe he can be the hero and shut down the reactor to free everyone. MB heads in, all is quiet at first, the first few doors open easily but then he hits a more serious security door. The nearby screen says security access level 68 required. Hmmm. MB doesn't know if that's a high clearance or not. He turns around to go find the security office and maybe persuade someone to add him to the list. As he finds the clearly marked security office he opens the door and freezes. Sammy the security guard stares back at him, they are both in a stand off. A tumbleweed blows by. Sam's eye twitches and MB goes for his phantom. Sam is rocking a goblin, this is going to be close. Both fire nearly simultaneously. As the vapor cloud clears MBs heart begins beating again. Sam looks at MB and then his own hand which is covered in paint. MB can't feel anything. It looks like Sam's paintball went wide! Sam collapses and MB starts breathing again. MB goes over to the computer where he finds the controls to add himself as having security clearance. “Fingerprint required" the computer says. Well crap. Sam's hand is covered in paint and MB would be risking his own neck if he needed to use Sam's hand. MB pokes around the computer and finds a list of pre approved people and their security level. There's a few that are above level 68. MB enters a few commands and transmits the list to every screen in the ship yard. Even if he doesn't get a chance to use it, hopefully someone will. Before leaving MB snags 2 fresh pods off the table and will surely put them to good use.
3) MrBarraclough phantom AFF
BR 7 continue
800, AFF sneak -0 roll 3 +200
(1000) End
Choice for day 4:
5) Super Nova SN
SN is excited. The gills on the side is his freshly acquired m98 are looking so fly. As he walks through the yard he doesn't even see where it is going because he is so distracted by his sweet 98. PAK! A paintball wizzes past SNs head. Instinct takes over and he dives behind some moving boxes. Back to reality SN pokes his head up and back down as paint comes over top the box. SN can't even see who is shooting at him but he returns fire all the same. A few more rounds of “pop the top" play out before SN moves to a new stack of boxes and dumps a pod in. As he looks around the stack he can't see anything except a strange market pointing back at him. He fires a few shots at it and is rewarded with a solid *thwak* of one shot impacting. He peaks out to see an arm and marker laying on the ground. SN comes out to investigate and is devastated. SN just shot his childhood hero, the green power ranger. Falling to the ground SN has tears streaming down his face and fogging up his custom green proflexs. He dare not even look for any pods he is too upset. SN shuffles off, heading towards the water, he may need to make a sacrifice of one sweet m98 by tossing it in the harbor, or maybe he will just atone by jumping in himself…
5) Super Nova m98
BR 8 continue
700, AFF -100 roll 9 stalemate
600, AFF -100 roll 6 +0
(500) End
Choice for day 4:
6) The Hobbit
After taking out his rage on Carl over too big of balls. TH feels the need to splatter more balls on faces. He heads onward aggressively looking for somewhere, hopefully someplace cool (like a movie theater) to rage.
TH does find a movie theater. Problem is instead of cushion seats and hot buttered popcorn he finds concrete and rebar. It's still under construction. TH wanders around a bit until he rounds a corner and freezes. The whole construction second shift is looking right at him. TH promptly turns and sprints out, he hears the construction crew chasing him he saw they all had classic mags either hanging from their construction belts or being used as hammers, rebar benders or rivet guns. Making his way through the site TH stumbles over a hose, his ion goes flying straight towards a piece of rebar sticking up through the concrete. Instead of impaling or shattering though the rebar threads straight through the trigger guard. The ion fires, the recoil spins it and it fires again. TH sees what's happening and jumps as the marker spins around firing in all directions now. This is the strangest game of jump rope ever. The marker continues to spin and fire, TH keeps jumping every time it's pointed in his direction. After what feels like an eternity the marker stops, having finally run out of paint the eyes prevented it from firing again. TH spins around ready for anything but there's only stillness around him. The whole construction crew is laying motionless behind TH. TH picks up his ion, dumps a fresh pod in and is about to leave when he spots a pod just hanging out on a nearby planning table. TH picks it up and wanders off.
6) The Hobbit ion AFF
BR 7 continue
900, AFF -100 roll 4 +100
(900) End
Choice for day 4:
7) Cdn_Cuda
After OD’ing in energy drinks, CC decides to take a moment and regain his composure before searching for more paint. His heart beat returns to normal, but has a little twitching in his hand. As the last of the energy drink wear off….. now just need to find a safe place to pee…
CC wanders around, not finding a bathroom, he is getting kind of desperate. Every time he thinks he found a decent corner, he then sees someone walking around nearby. His Canadian decency won't allow him to drain the maple tree with people nearby. He wonders to himself, “what would Mortimer do?" Well, Mortimer the mighty moose wouldn't care who sees but also if your waste was at eye level with all the creatures around you would you? Maybe that's a bad comparison then. CC keeps wandering, bladder full and pod pack light CC is getting concerned, he starts running, figuring he can cover more ground and potentially find a bathroom, tree, bush or maybe even that horrible ex-girlfriends lawn if he moves fast enough. Clearing a building he comes across, nothing, like empty yard nothing, nothing for at least 100 yards in every direction. Past that there's people milling around. And then he notices something, right in the middle of the empty space. CC runs up to it while doing the potty dance, it's a pod! As CC bends down to pick it up he snatches the pod but also, a small dribble of sap escapes the maple tree. Pinching off the flow CC realizes he is in a little more trouble than he thought and high tails it out of the empty yard.
7) Cdn_Cuda ma-duce-a AFF (esc at 300)
BR 3 continue
400 Search roll 4 +100
(500) End
Choice for day 4:
8) XEMON XM
9) Jimmydee JD
XM has found a great hiding spot, it's so great that he is not really sure where he is. 1) it's a cubicle in a maze of cubicles and 2) Suzy has quite the collection of snack food. So far his favorite is the mint Oreos. JD is still finding his way out of the accounting maze when he hears the rustling of plastic and smells the familiar scent of mint. He thinks he knows which cubicle it's coming from. JD is as sneaky as a drunk dog approaching, he pops up over the top of a cubicle to find…nothing. XM hears the commotion though and peeks over, sees JD and screams in surprise spraying Oreo dust everywhere. JD is also stunned for a moment and as XM collects his marker from where he left it in Suzie’s snack drawer JD moves across the aisle. Soon paint is flying between the cubicles as both combatants remember how to play paintball. XM has to feed the ma-duece-a a fresh pod as they trade paint. JD gets an idea and grabs a nearby stapler. He flings it down the row of cubicles looking to distract XM. He watches it sail, timing his next snap shot over the cubicle. JD times it perfect, snaps out only to find the double barrels of XMs ma-duece-a looking back at him. With one pull of the trigger XM plants two balls on JD. JD crashes into the computer within his cubicle. XM is too distracted by Suzie's other junk food drawer that popped open in the middle of his firefight to remember to look for paint. Now should be work on the thin mint cookies or chocolate chip cookies first?
8) XEMON ma-duece-a DP (esc ?)
BR 4 continue
700, DP1 -100 roll 9 stalemate
600, DP1 -100 roll 4 +0
(500) End
Choice for day 4:
9) Jimmydee 98c AFF
BR 1
600, AFF -100 roll 10 out
User logged out
11) GattoDiavolo GD
GD has wandered into a parking lot. Walking through the cars there's not much here. The 91 Toyota Corolla catches his eye though! What a beauty he thinks as he walks over. The faded gray paint, radio and even the optional power sun roof! He is so distracted he almost misses the lady two rows over lining up a shot on him. Almost. He dives behind the Corolla and comes around the side, ion singing. One ball connects! But only with her suitcase, that won't get the job done. GD comes up over the top of the Corolla and puts a fat string of paint onto the lady's left foot sticking out from cover. Job completed he walks over to snag 2 pods off of her. Turning back he sees what a mess the firefight made of the Corolla. Oh well GD thinks and moves on.
11) GattoDiavolo ion AFF (until 200)
BR 8 continue
700, AFF -100 roll 3 +200
(800) End
Choice for day 4:
12) EvilCreature EC
EC is looking through the wreckage that was the presentation stage in front of the Marsgloryhole. Not finding much besides 5 cracked and broken evolution hoppers he moves over to the press section. Looking through some bags he hears a paintball wizz past his head. Diving behind the podium he realizes it's one of the press come back. Ion up and firing he starts giving his own presentation about how it's not nice to sneak up on people. Back and forth the two trade strings until EC gets one lucky ball onto the press junkie's hand. Toppling over EC claims victory.
12) EvilCreature ion search
BR 6
800 search roll 8 DFF
DFF -100 roll 6 +0
(700) End
Choice for day 4:
17) Jonnydread JD
18) Glovebox Operator GO
With fuel in my mount, paint in my pods and bloodlust in our veins, Jeffery and I continue to press our attack against the AI scourge. But that will be after stopping to snack on the most delightful surprise of a strange cake castle and snagging a few Jolt cola for the road. Is that a strange noise we hear coming from a dark bunker off in the distance? A trap? An ambush? A fair MCB'er in need of rescue? Hoping that the potentially massive fireball Jeffery is carrying isn't unleashed by the possible horrors ahead, I set my etha set to 20bps we prepare to attack
JD has decided to lay low for a while, he has found a tire yard full of used tires. It's really a maze in here. All this copy and pasting is really wearing him out. He remembers his time on the SS Walz with fond memories. JD hears something coming, a forklift engine putters through the tires. JD comes out from cover and rips a long string from his ma-duece-a. All the paint flies straight and true and impacts….a propane tank? JD ducks, expecting the worst but, nothing happens, it's made of nearly ¼” steel, even computer virus paintballs are not going to do anything to it. GO hears the ringing of the tank Jeffrey is carrying, stops his steed and lowers the tank. He spies a ducking JD. GO brings up his marker and starts firing. JD ducks behind some tires. GO repositions Jeffery and as he goes to fire again JD breaks cover and throws paint at GO. GO ducks and in the process lands on one of the control levers. The propane tank comes up at lightning speed and JDs paintballs impact the steel once again. The tank came up so fast however that the forks of the mighty Jeffrey fling it into the air. GO realizes those aftermarket hydraulic rams may not have been the best idea. As JD and GO watch the tank top out at around 30 feet they both realize gravity will win. JD turns and sprints, GO slams the reverse pedal on Jeffrey. The tank completes is arc are heads down. It impacts the ground with a mighty crash and punches a hole in the tank. The tank begins to spin wildly releasing propane everywhere and causing a vapor cloud to form. As the tank spins it strikes the ground and sparks. JD is thrown forward by the force of the blast, landing in a pile of smaller tires. GO and Jeffrey, both slightly on fire manage to motor far enough away to avoid most of the blast. The tire yard, now completely on fire burns as both GO and JD decide there's no way they are going back in there and each go their separate ways.
17) Jonnydread ma-duce-a DP1 (esc at 300)
BR 8 continue
800, DP1 -100 roll 6 +0
(700) End
Choice for day 4:
18) Glovebox Operator
etha AFF (with Jeffrey)
1600 AFF -100 roll 7 +0
(1500 ) end
Choice for day 4:
19) Heavy_D HD
HD presses the send button on his newly acquired walkie, and says into it, "MARCO!". He then decides he should search around and see if he can find some paint.
Looking through a shipping container HD thinks he got the jackpot. It's hard to see in this container without a light but these boxes are smaller and they are filled with small round objects. Once he brings a container out into the light though, he sees nothing but marbles. Great he thinks, throwing the box to the side where it shattered throwing marbles everywhere he is about to close the door of the container when he looks up to see a single pod resting on top of the boxes. One pod of paint is better than zero pods of paint. HD snags it and moves on
19) Heavy_D ma-duece-a (esc @200) search
BR 1 continue
500 search roll 4 +100
(600) End
Choice for day 4:
20) martix_agent MA
Stomach full of pancakes and hash browns MA looks to lose some weight by using some paint. He wanders into a JC Penny, why does a shipyard need a JC Penny? Every shelf in front of him is a sale shelf. Is there anything not on sale? What's that? A set of Angel eyes! No way! As martix reaches for the rarest of rare masks, they are hit by a paintball and spin away. Turning around MA sees one of the cashiers is still at the counter, struggling to get the cyclone on their A5 to feed. MA has his marker up and stumps a whole 100 balls into them. They collapse on the ground. MA goes to investigate the angel eyes and sees that they are really covered in paint. Frustrated, he has no choice but to move on.
20) martix_agent etha AFF
1600 AFF -100 roll 2 +0
(1500) End
Choice for day 4:
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