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Mistaahh Juvenile
Condotta Rouvenor
Gallente Federation
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Posted - 2013.12.18 22:29:00 -
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(Short story on how SyU got disbanded ICly)
Mist grinned, as he returned the datapad back to the big amarr, who growled and gave the somewhat smaller gallente the chips he won, to pocket them. "Damnit Mist, you're cheating." The amarr growled again. Most can see him as a dangerous man, ready to beat everyone to a bloody pulp, but he's one of the people I'd prefer to stay back to back with, were Mist's thoughts, wich got rudely interrupted by the sounding of a alarm. The voice of the AI shattered through the spacestation, before fading out, going silent, the light went out, the station was without power. "Damnit! Mat, grab the others and head to the escape pods! I'll get the back-up generator up and running!" The amarr ran out, kicking down the glass door, shouting around for everyone to evacuate. Mist ran towards the maintenance room, kicking through the glass door, wich didn't open due to the black-out, and uses his elbow to knock a bigger hole in the glass, and forced himelf through. His tank top and baggy pants got torn, and rich warm blood seeped out of the cuts, covering his chest, legs and face. "Ah, ****." He muttered as he grasped to the lever of the back-up, blinded by the blood in his eyes, finally gotten a hold of the lever, the station started shaking, throwing Mist of balance, but pullingthe lever in the progress. With a buzzing sound, the generator got activated, a split second later, he heard the boosters of the evac pods , roaring, but far away. "Now to get away from here." His best chances to survive would be putting on a dropsuit, was his reasoning, so he sprinted to the armory. Grinnings as he came there, he pulled on one of the assualt frames on. "Alright. Inertia dampene-" His mumbling got interrupted by the squeecking of metal, that followed the deafening explosion of a proton missile, that had gone through the entire hull, and sucked Mist into space. I'm going to tear apart!! Passed through his mind,as he tried resisting to close his eyes, stop the pain. He failed.
The planet greedily sucked Mist towards the center of it's gravity, as his fall kepy speeding up, the shields of the dropsuit failing and the armor scorching at the infernal heat. He entered the atmosphere, the heat decreasing a bit, though, still in freefall.
He crashed on a metal rail, went through it, and crashed into the ground, a crater got made due to the impact of the clone in the heavy amarr suit.
Ain't nothing I need except stone cold ISK.-Mistaahh Juvenile, neutral mercenary.
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Mistaahh Juvenile
Condotta Rouvenor
Gallente Federation
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Posted - 2013.12.20 16:31:00 -
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So.. This is what it feels like to have a shattered spine.. And all my clones are gone. Almost all.. Still. You motherfuckers can't kill me! You ******* shot me out of space. But I survived! Bitches can't even kill me properly.
A sick grin, despite the pain of every bone in his body broken, the pain of his body juices mixing up, the disgusting taste of goo, blood and salive in his mouth, he grinned, and muttered '*******' at the people watching through the numerous holes he made.
He rest his head back, groaning weakly. The bend metal of the car felt like a soft pillow, and a good matress. However, he would choke on the disgusting mixture in his mouth. Can I move my hand? He groaned in pain, as he weakly clenched a fist. He got a hold of the nova knife, and hissed bitterly at the sharp pain, sweat dripping from his forehead. He lifted his head up, and looked with his deep green eyes at his left side, and pulled the knife out. He would've screamed if he wasn't so weak. He charged the knife and closed his eyes, and pressed the knife to his cheeck, and cut up to his temple. He barely felt the sharp pain or the warm blood streaming out of the wound, down his cheeck and neck. Even less, he cared about the curious and disgusted looks of the people who worked in the skyscraper he just crashed through, and ended up in the parking lot, ontop of a car. As he reached his temple with the cutting, he let the knife slip through his fingers, it fell to the floor, and landed in a small puddle of blood. He slipped his fingers under the cut in the mask, and groaned at the pain in his back, wich felt like someone was shooting his back with a kaliakoota rifle. Only slowed down. He forced himself to man up, and pulled the mask off, and rested his head sidewards, and spat out the mixture of goo, puke, bile, saliva and blood. He heard footsteps and felt an icecold barrel pushed against his forehead. He glanced up, and sighed inside his mind. GK-13 Burst.. Well.. Police force I guess..
"A clone, by the looks of it. I contact CONCORD? Acces their files?"
"Yeah. Damn.. He must've had a lot of speed, going through 57 floors."
"Get some parameds here, he's pretty roughed up."
Mist hissed bitterly as paramedics, 20 minutes later, lifted him on a brancard, and drove him to the hospital.
Ain't nothing I need except stone cold ISK.-Mistaahh Juvenile, neutral mercenary.
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Mistaahh Juvenile
Condotta Rouvenor
Gallente Federation
22
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Posted - 2013.12.21 17:26:00 -
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Thanks, but, by more paragraphs, you mean more story or more whitespaces?
Ain't nothing I need except stone cold ISK.-Mistaahh Juvenile, neutral mercenary.
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Mistaahh Juvenile
Condotta Rouvenor
Gallente Federation
22
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Posted - 2013.12.21 17:50:00 -
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Got it!
Ain't nothing I need except stone cold ISK.-Mistaahh Juvenile, neutral mercenary.
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Mistaahh Juvenile
Condotta Rouvenor
Gallente Federation
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Posted - 2013.12.23 03:03:00 -
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Added a bit+Made smaller blocks of teksts for Denak.
Ain't nothing I need except stone cold ISK.-Mistaahh Juvenile, neutral mercenary.
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