Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26104528-20150716171702/@comment-26104528-20150814071519

"Alright boys, stims out!" one of the grunts ordered. On cue, each of the troops got out some sort of syringe, PCP-laced cigarette, even just a simple bag of street bought coke. In a matter of seconds, hyped-out cultists rushed Cormac and Laelia, firing wildly and screaming incoherently. Laelia's gun fire managed to cut odwn some of them, but hell if they cared right now.

At the same time, the Heavy Pyros took advantage of the newfound chaos and lept back to the boat. Three of them lept inside to take care of Stahlritz and Estellia while the remaining three moved in to flank the others. A combination of SMG fire and napalm bombarded their positions.

"Run, run, run. It seems that is all you know how to do." With that, Myra raised her pike in a defensive stance as she moved to engage. At the same time, she detonated the charges planted on the sub, causing a ripple that rocked the entire boat. With Laelia in her sights, that's who Myra went for first with a swing at her neck while keeping some of the length to defend.

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The moment those heavies dropped into the boat, Fritz charged one of them and put a pnuematic blade clean through his throat while swinging his other arm around to put shots into the other two heavy pyros. A spray of dual-SMG fire had the cyborg twirl the body around to use as a shield. Thankfully, 9mm doesn't penetrate like a 10 guage.

''These guys arn't high. They wouldn't...''Fritz dropped the body and lobbed a cryo grenade which froze the heavies as they ignited the room. By this point, the Order was genre-savvy enough to know the vessel was compromised; might as well take the enemy down with them.

With the boat filling with smoke, Stella sliced a hole in the roof before moving togive her boyfriend some cover fire.