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Jonny D Buelle
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Posted - 2014.09.10 05:19:00 -
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Jonny was sitting at Mac's. It was last call and he was nursing his drink. It was his first bit of alcohol in months, but he needed the drink. His custom made tactical plasma rifle rested against his leg.
He looked older now. His hair was longer, shaggy looking. His rough beard was flecked with bits of gray. Dark bags hung under his eyes.
Mac was busy taking inventory. It had been a slow night, just like any other. But they knew it was. Mac knew this might be the last time he saw his son.
As the bouncer was about to lock the door, three men walked in. They were armed with scrambler pistols and a strange variation of combat rifles. The tallest of the three had his rifle strapped across his back and was holding a picture of Jonny.
Mac reached under the counter and felt the familiar shape of his combat rifle. 'Pub's closed,' he said narrowing his eyes. 'Come back tomorrow.'
The tall man spat on the ground. 'We ain't here for drinks old timer,' he said. 'We are here for him.' He pointed at Jonny.
Jonny finished his drink and stood up. He picked up his rifle. 'What business do you have with me?' Jonny heard his father slide mag into his combat rifle.
'An old acquaintance of yours sent us. We are here to escort you out of this station and take you to safety.'
'What proof do you have?'
The man reached behind him and took out an ion pistol. It was custom made with an extended barrel and a hair trigger. But what stood out to Jonny was the insignia on the grip, a silver skull with gray cross swords. The Mors Effera insignia.
Jonny looked the man in the eye and said, 'When do we leave?'
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Jonny D Buelle
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Posted - 2014.09.11 05:47:00 -
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Jonny watched as the amarr fell through the ceiling on the back of a dead man. The rudeness of his entry and the question irritated him. He raised his weapon.
Before it escalated further, he saw another Amarr enter the pub. Someone he actually recognized. He lowered his weapon.
'I take it the both of you are in the same boat as me.' He placed his weapon on the bar. 'Names Jonny, and that's Mac,' he said gesturing towards Mac. 'Now that we have finished with the pleasentries,' he grabbed his rifle and headed to the back wall. 'I think it's time we get the fuck out of here.'
He knocked twice on the wall and it opened wide. Behind the wall was a concealed bunker filled with Matari weapons and dropsuits. At the back of the bunker was a tiny crawlspace. The three men who found Jonny earlier were already gearing up.
Jonny walked in and replaced his Plasma Rifle with a modified combat rifle. He then picked up a submachine gun and holstered it on his waist.
As he was checking his equipment he started talking to the Amarrians. 'My father was a slave born Brutor. He fought for his freedom and when he came here, he opened this Pub as a front for liberating other slaves.
'That crawl space comes out right at the docks.' He popped a mag into his combat rifle. 'These three are mates from my old smuggler's ring. They have a ship waiting to take us to Jita.'
He stood by the entrance to the bunker. 'Gear up ladies, we have a long way to go.'
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Jonny D Buelle
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Posted - 2014.09.12 05:02:00 -
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Jonny smiled and shook his head. He took put a cigarette and placed it in his mouth. He took out a lighter and lit his smoke. He took a long drag and looked around.
'Jonny,' the tall smuggler said, 'Slim ain't gonna wait forever. If you want out we need to leave now.'
Jonny looked at the man and said, 'Well you can tell Slim I'll find my own way.' He took another long drag on his smoke and looked at his father. The old man was preparing himself for a fight.
He looked down then back at the smuggler. 'Take my father to safety.'
Mac looked up at Jonny. 'Son, you know I can fight. Hell I'm a better shot than you!'
'I know pops, but you are the only one who knows where Marcy is. I need you to protect her.'
Mac was about to agrue his son, but he knew he was right. He walked up to Jonny and embraced him. 'You better survive this, or I will find a way to revive you only just to kill you myself.'
Jonny held the old man close and said, 'Love you too old timer.' With that, Mac and the smugglers entered the crawl space, heading for the docks.
Jonny walked behind the bar and poured himself a drink. He downed it in one gulp then started mixing the more potent drinks. After his concoctions were ready, he stuffed old rags into the bottles.
'Fire bombs,' he said. 'It may not kill them but it will sure as hell slow them down.' He handed one to Thal and another to Crownrule.
Looking at Thal in the Amarrian dropsuit he said, 'Remind me when this is over to tell you the story of that suit's previous owner.'
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Jonny D Buelle
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Posted - 2014.09.13 04:08:00 -
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Jonny was busy making more fire bombs when the dropship crashed into the pub. The force of the crash was enough to ignite the concoction he had been working on and sent flames all up his left arm.
As he was about to douse the flame, a piece of the ceiling gave way and knocked him on the head. The blow left a nasty gash on his head and rendered him unconscious. The fire on his arm still burned...
In his unconscious state, his mind dreamt of the events that happened prior to the pub...
Jonny walked out of the medical bay. He recently just aged his clone. He felt the change was needed.
As he turned to head back to his quarters, an old friend ran up to him and slapped him on the back. 'Jonny! How the hell have you been?!'
Jonny turned around to see a young Matari. He smiled, as he realized who it was. 'Jacky boy,' Jonny said as he embraced his old friend. 'It's been too long.'
'Damn straight! Last time I saw your arse, I was dragging your dead clone out of that LAV.'
Jonny laughed, 'I'm sure it was the other way around.' Jack laughed and they started walking together, joking and catching up with each other. Just like old times.
About halfway to Jonny's, Jonny got a message on his neocom. As he read it and read about these 'super clones' he laughed and turned to Jack. 'Bro, I just got the silliest hate mail ever.' He went to show Jack, but he was already reading it on his neocom.
Before Jack could say something, three soldiers in pitch black armor started walking towards them, their weapons drawn. 'Umm Jonny, I think we need to run.'
'Yeah, good idea.' With that they turned and ran. But no matter where they ran, they kept running into these soldiers.
They turned down an allyway, only to find a dead end. Jonny looked around for a weapon, all he could find was a lead pipe. He readied himself for a fight.
'In here quick!' Jack shouted. He had found a crawlspace they could fit in. Jonny jumped in and they crawled all the way to the end.
Jonny looked around and saw they were close to his quarters. They ran the rest of the way there. Once there, Jonny went inside as Jack kept watch and he retrieved his rifle and a submachine gun.
As he handed the SMG to his friend, Jack asked him, 'Where the hell are we gonna go?'
'To my father's,' he said as he started towards the pub...
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Jonny D Buelle
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Posted - 2014.09.13 23:24:00 -
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Jonny woke up in a daze. His head was throbbing. His arm was badly burnt. He could see the others scrambling about, dragging people out of the wreckage. They were shouting, but he couldn't hear them.
He saw the soldiers in black storming their positions. He reached for his rifle with his uninjured arm, only to find it too heavy in his weakened state.
Beside him he noticed one of his fire bombs he mixed before still intact. He reached into his pocket for his lighter and found it, undamaged. Finally, some good luck, he thought.
He lit the rag and grabbed the bottle. Trying not to put too much pressure on his burnt arm, Jonny slowly stood up. He turned towards the soldiers in black. 'Hey!' he shouted to get their attention. 'This is for Jacky, mother fuckers!'
In one smooth motion, he threw the fire bomb and drew his SMG that sat on his waist. The fire bomb landed on the ground in the middle of the soldiers, scattering the group and distracting them.
As they were distracted, Jonny made a break for the armory. When he got there he started laying covering fire with his SMG to allow the others to escape.
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Posted - 2014.09.14 03:49:00 -
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Jonny covered his eyes the best he could with his burnt arm, refusing to stop firing upon the enemy.
Once the flashbang went off, Jonny walked out side the tunnel entrance. The only way to close it was from the outside, in the pub itself.
He took in a deep breathe and ran towards the remnants of the bar. He pushed down a soldier in black still stunned by the flash bang on the way and slide behind the bar.
It took him but a moment to locate the keypad and input the lockdown code. Within seconds, the entrance to the armory and the tunnel were sealed behind a foot of lead and steel.
Jonny then shot the keypad, ensuring the only way to follow would be to cut the door down. He sighed and leaned against the bar.
Reaching into his jacket he pulled out a picture of his daughter. It was a more recent photo. Taken on the day they reconnected. A tear form in the corner of his eye as he realized he would never see her again.
He kissed the photo and placed it down. He then picked up his SMG and reloaded and stood up. He was greeted with the sight of the soldiers in black standing within the burning pub, their weapons pointed at him.
'You wanna play?' Jonny asked mockingly as he chambered a round. 'Let's play!'
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Jonny D Buelle
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Posted - 2014.09.15 00:45:00 -
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Thal Vadam wrote:Vyzion Eyri wrote:"Alright, we have a little time as we get through this tunnel," Vyzion piped up. "Lets start with some names."
He cleared his throat. "I'm Vyzion. I enjoy dropship piloting, and as you can see from my repair tool here I do a bit of logistics on the field. That's... about it." "My name is Thal Vadam, I'm good with melee. The best at melee." As they walk deeper they come to a fork in the tunnel. Thal turns to Jonny "Which way do we go?"
Jonny pointed to the left tunnel with his unburnt hand. 'Down there,' he said as he closed the right tunnel. He then tore off a bit of his jacket and tossed it in front of the entrance of the right tunnel, hoping to distract the shadow warriors.
As they carried on down the tunnel, Jonny's vision started to blur. The head wound must of been more serious than he thought as he started staggered.
Down the tunnel a bit, Jonny went to seal the door. But as he let go of the wall he was leaning on, he collapsed.
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Jonny D Buelle
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Posted - 2014.09.15 09:24:00 -
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Jonny in his unconscious state felt the stabbing of the needle into his arm. The pain was excruciating, yet he could not scream nor could he move.
His mind took him back again, to the last time he saw Jack...
'What the fuck were those things?!' Jack half shouted, half whispered. They had been running for days. They had been smuggled all across New Eden, and their journey was starting to weigh heavily on the two old friends.
Jonny peered out of the cargo crate they were currently in, trying his best not to be noticed. He hadn't slept for days. 'I don't know... I've never seen anything like them.'
'They have to be Jove right?'
'Don't be an idiot! Nobody has seen a Jove in years!'
'Then what are they Jonny?'
Jonny sighed, and looked at the Matari. Jonny had been a soldier for years, and a clone for fewer. He had fought across New Eden in many theatres of war. But he had never encountered a foe like these Shadow Warriors. 'I don't know Jack... I don't know.'
Jonny peeked out of the crate and saw the docks were relatively empty. Across the way he saw the old underground. 'When I say so, we run, and we don't stop until we are at Mac's,' Jonny said. Jack nodded.
'Now!' With that, they burst from the crate and sprinted for the entrance. Halfway there, three shadow warriors emerged and started to open fire on the two.
'Hurry! We are almost there!' Jonny shouted as he wirelessly imported the door code to the tunnel from his wristcomp. The door slowly started closing.
Jonny dived for the entrance and made it. He turned around and saw Jack sprinting as hard as he could.
He was about to make it. That was until a bullet pierced his chest, spraying blood and organ matter across the floor.
'JACK NO,' Jonny shouted, he grabbed his rifle and unloaded every round he has at these shadow warriors. The bullets just bounced off them, not even hindering them.
One of the warriors, with a red mark on his helm, grabbed Jack and forced him on his knees. And Jonny watched on helplessly as his old friend was executed in front of him.
The door sealed shut...
Jonny woke up in the dropship screaming for Jack.
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Jonny D Buelle
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Posted - 2014.09.16 01:10:00 -
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It took Jonny a moment to realized what happened. He looked around the dropship and saw Junko peeping the dropship for take off.
He slowly stood up, and tested his arm. It was still a bit stiff, but he could still use it.
That's when Thal and his templars engaged the shadow warriors. He watched with awe and respect as the brave soldiers fought valiantly against the shadow warriors.
As Thal headed back to the dropship after dispatching his foe, Jonny quickly jumped on the turret. Had he been in his dropsuit, the controls would have felt more natural.
However, he made due as he open fired on the remaining shadow warriors, spewing insults at them so obscene, they were best left unrepeated.
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Jonny D Buelle
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Posted - 2014.09.17 07:40:00 -
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Jonny's anger cooled as he lost sight of the shadow warriors. He swore the marked one was among them. He had hoped to see that bastard again.
As the dropship docked into the cargobay of the massive ship, he looked around and found that he was quite impressed. Then again, Matari ingenuity (Thukker specifically) always impressed him.
Still looks like a bunch of duct tape and rust, he thought, smiling to himself.
He took out his packet of smokes and lit one up. It was his last one. He looked right at Junko and said, 'Any place to get some fine Matari ale on this ship?'
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Jonny D Buelle
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Posted - 2014.09.18 07:55:00 -
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As the Myron made a sudden course correction, Jonny looked down at the docks below. That's when he saw him, the Marked Shadow Warrior, as well as three others.
All of Jonny's anger and rage swelled inside him. He aimed the turret right at the beast who slayed his best friend. He readied himself to pull the trigger.
No, not like this, he thought. He looked around and saw a discarded combat rifle. He picked it up and checked the mag and walked to the drop door and looked down. He calculated his trajectory and readied himself.
'Junko,' he said, still looking down. 'If you are ever in Jita, look up my daughter for me.' With that, he jumped.
It was a 100 meter freefall, and Jonny wasn't in a dropsuit. However he calculated that if he aimed it right, he could land directly on top of one of the warriors. Their shields should be enough to stop Jonny from becoming a red stain on the pavement, or so he hoped.
As he neared his target, the warrior looked up and quickly reached out and grabbed Jonny before he landed on him. He then tossed Jonny like a rag doll in front of the Marked One, laughing.
Jonny got on his knees and looked up. He was now right in front of the man who slayed Jack. His anger was now a swirling tempest inside of him.
'Well, well, well,' said the Marked One. 'If it isn't Demetrious.'
Jonny let out a beastial scream as he spear tackled the Marked One, bring him down. He then grabbed his opponents head and began slamming it against the pavement.
'I will f***ing kill you, you mother f***ing c***!' he shouted as he carried on smashing his head into the pavement.
'ENOUGH!' shouted the Marked One as he easily pushed Jonny off with one hand. He stood up, and as Jonny went to stand, he kicked him in the chest.
'You're kind makes me sick,' he said as he kicked him again. 'You are all arrogant,' he kicked again, 'selfish,' and again, 'and parasites of the cluster.' As he kicked, Jonny coughed up blood.
'At least... At least we arn't f***ing s*** filled clowns!'
The Marked One grabbed Jonny and threw him across the docks, slamming him into some crates. Grenades fell out of them. Jonny weakly reached for one.
The Marked One kicked him over and placed his boot on Jonny's chest. He then stomped hard and broke all of Jonny's ribs, causing him to cough up more blood.
He then took his boot off him and grabbed him. He pressed him against a wall and began punching his face over and over.
He pulled his fist back and paused. Jonny looked up, his face was bruised, bloody and broken. He spat blood in the Marked One's face in defiance and said weakly, 'Is that... Is that all you got... You f***ing p****!'
The Marked One punched him again. 'My... My daughter hits harder...' Jonny said.
He went to punch him again, but his superior stopped him. 'That's enough! Kill him and download his data. My scanners are detecting more of them in the area.' The Marked One let Jonny go, making him fall to his knees.
Jonny then tackled him, again. 'Not this again,' said the Marked One as the others laughed.
Jonny then pulled out a grenade and primed it. 'Yes... This again... FOR NEW EDEN!'
In the short moments before the grenade detonated, Jonny's last though was of his daughter.
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Posted - 2014.09.23 05:48:00 -
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Three figures in black cloaks looked on from a distance. They witnessed the brutal death of Jonny and the heroics of Raven and Crownrule.
From their vantage point they could see hundreds of shadow warriors converging on the dropship. The sight did not frighten them.
'Ma'am,' one of the figures said. 'They are a lost cause. They will be overwhelmed. The man you seek perished, we must return to Jita.'
The figure in the middle stepped to the edge of the ledge. 'My father gave his life for these people. We can not abandon them.' She removed her hood, revealing silky black hair, tan skin and piercing blue eyes. 'If you are afraid of death, my dear Cale, why did you decide to tag along?'
Cale bowed. 'I apologize Mistress Adtur. We shall do what needs to be done.'
With that he took out a signal flare and set it off. As the flare illuminated the docks, 50 human soldiers stepped forth from the shadows.
'Engage!' Cale shouted. 'Protect the clones at all cost!'
With that, the 50 soldiers engaged the shadow warriors. These brave men fought feircly, though out numbered and outgeared. However the surprise attack was enough to throw the shadow warriors off guard.
As the battle raged, Cale, Mistress Adtur and the other walked through the battle towards the dropship. Cale and the other slaughtered all in their wake using nova knives and plasma rifles. The Mistress refused to fight.
As they climbed onto the dropship, the Mistress sat down by Junko. 'I suggest we pick up that strange Amarr in the tank and get out of her.'
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Posted - 2014.09.25 03:27:00 -
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Vyzion Eyri wrote:Vyzion inspects Crownrule chest wound and shakes his head. Miraculously though the shot entered to the left of the spinal cord, leaving it intact, but the exit wound left a massive hole in his abdomen. He bandaged the wound as best he could but this Templar needed the well-equipped medical bay of the Se'terra now.
"Junko, we need to leave. Those guys out there who came with that girl, they'll have to run to the Se'terra if they want to live. As for the other two, one's off my TACNET map, the other is too far to make it before this dropship goes down. The only reason we're alive is because they aren't wasting ammunition whilst your shields are hardened."
'Leave them to die,' the mistress said coldly. 'Those mortals were paid for their sacrifice. As for the two lost souls... May they find a resting place in whatever afterlife they choose.'
She then sat stood up and went to the back of the dropship and looked at the carnage below.
'Make your choice Matari and make it fast. Abandon them and live, or save them and die.'
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Posted - 2014.10.01 08:38:00 -
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Location: Jita; The Forge; Caldari State
Mac stood staring out the station window. In his hands he held his son's Ion Pistol. Jonny had slipped it into his pockets during their last embrace. Next to him was an old Caldari.
'So he's dead then?' he asked, not taking his gaze off the stars.
'I'm sorry old friend,' said the Caldari. 'But the reports from our agents saw him take his life in an attempt to assist his comrades.'
Mac looked longly at the pistol in his hand. He himself gave it to Jonny's mother who then passed it on to him, and now, it was his once again. 'By agents, do you also mean my granddaughter?'
'Yes, she insisted on finding him, but she is fine. According to Cale, she is now aboard the Se'terra and is safe.'
Mac looked out the window once again. He then sighed and placed the pistol down on the table next to him. 'Make sure he get its when he wakes up. He also said to no longer call him by his known names.'
'Then what would we call him?'
Mac walked up to a clone creation tank. There was something stirring inside the murky water. He placed his hand on the glass. He knew what this meant. What he was doing.
'Lazarus, for he is no longer dead.' The Caldari nodded and watched as Mac started to leave. He stopped at the door and gave one last look to the Caldari and said. 'Slim, you make sure he understands the concequences for bringing him back.'
Slim nodded and Mac left without saying another word. Slim walked up to the tank and knocked twice. 'You awake in there, you son of a bitch?' Bubbles stirred within the tank. 'You are one tough Gallentean, but then again, I always knew you were tough.'
Slim leaned against the wall and reached into his pocket. He pulled out a packet of menthols and placed one in his mouth. Reaching into the other pocket, he pulled out a box of matches. As he went to light up his smoke, the tank bursted open from the inside, sending water and gunk all over the floor.
Slim looked up from where he fell, and his jaw dropped as she realized who was standing before him.
'Hey Slim,' Jonny said, still covered in the gunk from the tank. 'You got a smoke for me?'
Drink until you can't drink no more. Then grab another bottle and drink some more! - Demetrious 'Jonny' Buelle.
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