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Dashia drops him on the rafter hopeing his neck breaks from the impact and he lands on the gunner. She hopes to miss Crackshot in the process.

 

She then goes down onto the tank tossing into an open vent the smoke grenade. When they don't open the hatch, because of the smoke, she looks it over finding another hatch under it. She opens it and tosses in two of the three mines. She then says, "Run!"

 

She bolts out from under the tank and out of the barn. Turns towards the farmhouse and drops, by the farmhouse door, the third.

 

(10 seconds to run from the tank. The third is set like a mine. One step and boom.)

 

She then banks up towards the clouds.

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While the other ponies were holding their position in the farmhouse Chip quickly glanced over to the barn again seeing the others having trouble with the tank. He returned his gaze back to the farmhouse as he brought the radio back to his mouth. "Dashia if you can hear me, that type of tank tends to have an access panel on the underside. Generally it doesn't have a locking mechanism on it since it is used in emergencies." He said into the radio as another pony begun to slowly step out of the farmhouse.

 

Chip waited before he took a shot. As the lightning flashed Chip fired hitting the pony in the head, he saw the pony fall over while the lightning covered his position. "I don't know if that got him through the armor, he could be dazed." He mumbled to himself.

 

Chip quickly looked back toward the barn and realized dashia had already found the hatch. "Well atleast she's thorough," He said returning his sight to the farm house seeing Dashia drop a mine outside the farm house.

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Crackshot gets a good swing in on the soldier, before another drops in from above and finishes him off with a splat. He hesitated for a second, then glanced down at the turret.

A dark smirk crossed his face as an idea formed in his head.

 

That was, until Dashia shrieked at them to run. The explosives must be set.

 

He hopped off the tank and galloped right out of the barn, trying to make as much distance between himself and the tank as he possibly could.

Anypony who spotted him was going to taste some nice lead.


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Once chip saw that the mine was set he decided to draw them out of the farmhouse. "If I let them see where I am they might come out of the farm house, but it could also get me killed if they find me." he said to himself.

 

He lined up a shot at one of the boarded up windows, he could barely make out a barrel that stuck out from the boards. He fired his rifle aiming beside the barrel hoping to hit the pony beside it. He didn't watch to find out, as soon as he fired he picked up his gun and began running sticking behind whatever cover he could find. he ran at least one hundred feet from his previous spot pretty sure no pony saw where he relocated to. He dropped down on the ground setting his sights back on the farmhouse.


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Aile had begun galloping with Crackshot the second Dashia had told them to run, her lance at the ready to skewer anypony in her way. By now the pony that was shot by crackshot had gotten up, dazed and was firing in his general direction since he had seen where his attacker was from surviving the shot. The salvation ponies kept their distance from the mine that Dashia dropped the commander surfaced from the group of lunatics in his full gear. "Riles I want those sons of bitches DEAD!" he shouted to his lieutenant, all the lunatics were combat-ready and under command, they wouldn't be so easily picked off now. 

 

A few moments past and the explosives inside the tank exploded, the interior of the tank destroyed and the virus container fractured, the virus seeping out and immediately infesting the barn, tank, and the dead ponies. The commander saw that something was wrong at the barn and spotted Aile and Crackshot "I want those ponies fucking dead NOW!" two guards were still firing at chip's old location and the rest were rushing with the commander in the direction of Aile and crackshot.

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From above the farm house three shots of a Recharger Rifle came down. They were aimed at any three targets in the commander's group. When anypony looked only a blur going into the clouds was seen.

 

Dashia used the cloud cover to change locations. She dips down and sets herself for another opening. 1 round cool down. (60/65 action points used. 60 flight points used.)

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Crackshot halted his escape as an explosion sounded, and looked as the tank was clouded in black smoke. He nodded; the job was done.

He glanced ahead once he heard angry, and rather slurred yelling, spotting the commander emerging from the farmhouse along with his drunken subordinates.

 

A dark smirk crossed his face as he lifted Persuasion in front of him in his magic, cocking the barrel. He had the big boss right in his sights.

"You wanna party, you son of a bitch?!" He snarled at the commander, lifting the shotgun's barrel point blank to the stallion's head. "Let's fuckin' dance."


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The commander immediately reared up as crackshot pointed his shotgun at him in an effort to be shot in a less vital area, roaring in pure anger "KILL THESE CLOWNS!" His lieutenant immediately began firing his rifle at crackshot and charged him with a primitive version of the powerfist outfitted with a steel spike. Aile noticed quickly and dashed before crackshot, holding out her lance as the massive pony charged them, the lance easily slicing through his armor and body, corrupting the flesh and merging the metal with it. The rest of the squad directed their attention to crackshot and Aile, firing their guns at the two. 

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Crackshot watched as Aile cut into the lieutenant with her lance, the metal fusing into his skin. He looked to the mare and nodded, looking rather impressed.

 

The rest of the squad opened fire on the two, and Crackshot began opening fire point blank on the closest soldiers. He aimed to make himself a little path toward the commander.

 

He wanted that son of a bitch to himself.


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Chip saw Allie cut down the hulking pony, the others clearly upset begun readying their guns at the two. Chip lines up a shot on one of the ponies "At this range there's no guarantee that I can pierce their armor, so I can at least make sure I can help those two." He said to himself moving his sights at one of the pony's guns.

 

Chip fired a shot hitting the pony's gun causing it to malfunction. He quickly moved his sights back over to another pony and fired at the base of his neck. The pony jerked from the impact falling over into the mud.

 

"alright, lower neck is the weak spot." He said relocating himself sticking to cover.


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Dashia dives down and does a fly-by, straighing the enemies with three more rounds from her Recharger Rifle. She then banks and lands on top of one of them.

 

She draws her blade, readying another attack or defense using it. She grips tightly in order to not be thrown off. She says, "Hi. This is for all the fillies and Colts yall killed. DIE!" She attacks with the blade aiming straight down from her spot.

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Aile grunts as she takes her lance from the cold body of the lieutenant, the force sending his corpse to the floor with a thud. She looked at crackshot unload on the metal ponies, their resolve unwavering despite some of them being felled by the shotgun, their bullets sunk themselves into Aile's armor, much of the force still transferring and bruising her up and other bullets penetrating through and digging into her flesh "Agh!" she shrieked from all the pain and retreated out of self preservation kicking in "We can't stay here crackshot! They'll tear you apart soon!" 

 

The commander laughed as he looked at Crackshot "Something wrong little pony? You look angry for someone so small." his voice boomed through all the gunfire, raising his troops' morale and their fighting will increased drastically as they saw Aile backing up. Two of the troops grimaced as their weapons were sabotaged by Chip and pulled their sidearms out and fired in his direction with more precision in an attempt to sabotage his weapon or hit him. 

 

"NOT SO FAST!" The commander shouted as he saw Dashia dive onto one of his soldiers and fired off his four-barreled shotgun at about short-medium range at her then began to charge her.

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(Perception 7 / flight 3 / S.A.T.S.) Dashia saw him raise his gun and, as time slowed down, she did a backflip off the pony. She got hit a few times but most was absorbed by the armor. What damage she did get she shrugged off. In the middle of the backflip, she dropped her blade to pick up later. While time was still slowed for her, she went point blank with the Recharger Rifle baddlesaddle. She fires three shots from the Rifle. All aimed for weakpoints in her target's armor.

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Crackshot was not intimidated by the commander's taunting; if anything, his booming voice was simply fuelling his will to fight.

He noticed that Aile had been injured, and he instinctively got in front of her, still firing point blank at any of the soldiers still daring to come at him.

 

"Don't worry about me," he grunted, ducking any shots he could, though some still got to his leather armour, "I've been in worse than this."

 

He glanced up and realised Dashia had the commander's attention. Perfect.

He sprinted ahead, putting away Persuasion and taking out Reason. His sudden movement would no doubt get the others' attention and direct them away from the injured mare.

 

Once he was close enough, he attempted a swing from the lead pipe right into the stallion's jaw.


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As Chip settled into his new location and looked through his scope seeing Crackshot going straight for the commander.

 

"That crazy colt has a death wish," he muttered to himself. He center his sights on the commander's neck.

 

Chip exhaled to steady himself and fired his shot at the commander. The shot hit but seemed to only stagger the commander. "Crap I probably just pissed him off, oh well." Chip said firing one more shot at the commander's helmet to.daze him.


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Not far away from where the heat of the fight was distracting everypony, a strange and intimidating individual was closely listening and peering from his place of hiding. His inner beast, the bloodlust that rushed through his veins encouraged him to attack. The captain was distracted, so infuriated with these unknown attackers that he couldn't possibly anticipate on his attack. But the collar around his neck, one that he had cursed for months now, prevented him from doing so. A red light slowly blinked and illuminated his grim face in the darkness of his prison. It was a reminder that whenever he stepped out of line, the terrifying beeping noise would sound yet again, and he would have mere seconds to return to his place before it would blow his head off.

 

He breezed out of his nose, the rusty ring that adorned it dangled along with his pumping chest. The veins on his head were clearly visible. Perhaps it was the psycho addiction that had taken it's toll on his self control, but Greshken could barely resist running towards his trusty sledgehamer that was only a few feet out of his reach. "Oh how they laughed..." He thought, as he remembered the battles that he had been cruely forced to fight by his masters, sometimes murdering innocent ponies with his bare hands. "I will have my revenge..."

 

Precisely as that thought dawned in his mind, a large explosion caused him to stumble forwards and cover his ears. In pain and anger he screamed, but he silenced himself quickly. He got back on his hooves and quickly assumed his position within the safety zone again... But something had changed. He was now completely shrouded in darkness. The light that had lit his simple prison had turned off, probably because of an electricity wire cut by the explosion. But it wasn't just that. The collar... It didn't blink anymore. The familiar red glow on his face and chest, one that had been a part of him for a long time, was gone. It took a moment for him to realise what this meant.

 

Carefully, with much hesitation, he stepped out of his cell. No beeping... He took another step, and another, growing more confident with every step until he could reach his hammer and grasp it firmly with both his hands. "Oh... Sasha..." He said, closing his eyes and observing the hammer for any damages, touched that he was finally reunited with the only object he could've called his own. To his astonsihment, he found one of the remaining doses of Psycho that had been in his posession when he was captured. He grabbed it immediately, and used it.

 

Holding the heavy hammer in one hand, he quickly went out of the building and observed the situation below him, only a few ten yards away. They were all looking in the other direction. Their opponents, whoever they were, weren't winning as of now. "Time to change the tide." He whispered as a maniacal grin appeared on his face. Grasping his hammer with two hands again, firmly holding it against his chest, he crouched down and commenced the hunt, but moved as quickly as he could.

 

It had been quite a while since he had the oppertunity to sneak around others. It's strange how people think large creatures like him, with a monstrous appearance like his, could go unnoticed. But the trick was to know where others were looking, and what they wanted to see. Right now, his prey was distracted by an enemy, eager on chasing and killing them as they retreated. There was no oppertunity to flank, so they had no reason to look behind themselves.

 

Remaining unnoticed was no challenge... Until he got into the midst of the fight.

 

(Sneak 50, environmental penalty to detection because of the firefight and the rain, commander dazed by Chip) Once he got close enough, he knew he would get spotted eventually. As long as he remained hidden to his primary target, the commander, he would be statisfied. As long as that bastard didn't see it coming, and his soldiers didn't have the time to warn him, he could deal his single, fatal blow. He was running now, charging towards the screaming commander, rallying his troops to move forward.

 

He raised his hammer, aiming for the back of the commanders head. His heart was pumping madly. He was free! He could fight! The adrenaline of the hunt gave him more strength than ever now that he had been deprived of it for so long. Finally his bloodlust and anger would be statisfied. He took the swing, and awaited the commanders skull to crack, give in, and recede into his chest. 

 

[1416 damage, VATS accuracy 95%] (for calculations see OOC)

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How would you walk, how would you talk if you thought: "Three percent of the population likes classical music, if only we could get it up to four percent we'd be back in business and all our problems would be over." How would you walk, how would you talk if you thought: "Everybody loves classical music! They just haven't found out about it yet!" It's an entirely different world. It's what you make of it that counts.

 

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As Chip was watching the Commander regain his composure, he noticed something moving in the background. He readjusted his scope and observed the new figure on the field, "Hmm... a minotaur, out here? I've never seen one in person, i've only ever read about them." He muttered to himself keeping his sights on the minotaur "Now are you friend or foe?"

 

Chip kept watching the minotaur as he crept around behind the commander and his troops. His movements suggested for the time being he was on their side but chip kept his sights on the beast just in case.

 

Soon Chip saw the minotaur begin t charge toward the fray, with his sights fixated on the minotaur's head he kept following him just in case if he attacked Crackshot or Allie.


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"What the fuck is that?!" Aile shouted as the Minotaur came out of the woodwork and charging in her direction, she noticed his eyes were fixated on another pony, but still held her place and lance firmly as a precaution. 

 

The Captain was dazed from being shot at from all sides which left him open for a moment, he shook his head to regain his composure and fixed his eyes on Dashia again, completely oblivious to the Minotaur, his soldiers shouted to him as they realized what was going to happen but it was too late for that, however they all began firing at the Minotaur as he was the most convenient one to shoot, all their bullets nearly hitting him.

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Crackshot froze in place, Reason still hovering in his magical grip after taking a swing at the commander, and noticed a giant towering beast thundering toward his target.

 

"Is that a fucking minotaur?!" He yelped, getting clear out of its way. It seemed to not be focused on him, but the Commander. A new ally, perhaps?

 

No matter, any help was better than none, and it'd be no good to them dead from lead overdose.

With the lead pipe back up, he charged toward the guards shooting at the minotaur, beating down as many as possible before swapping to Persuasion and firing at them.


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As Chip was observing the Minotaur he saw Crackshot run by him attacking the ponies who were now firing at the Minotaur. Chip assumed the Minotaur was on their side for now if Crackshot and Allie weren't attacking him.

 

Chip relocated his sights onto a pony that Crackshot was charging for. Chip fired his rifle hitting the pony's helmet dazing him as well so Crackshot had an easy kill. 

 

Chip moved his sight to another pony firing at the Minotaur getting ready to fire again.


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His hammer swung through the air. With a swoosh, and a satisfying thump, followed by the breaking of armour and crushing of bones, the commander took the full force of the unexpected blow. He was dead upon impact, but it didn't stop there. As the commander went through his knees, the downward force of the hammer brought him to the ground even quicker. Several more bones broke as the unfortunate commander's body was squished between the hammer and the ground. The ground shook with the sheer force of the attack.

 

The awful pony was dead. Finally the anger inside him was released in this one righteous act. Bullets razed past him and scratched his skin, or ricocheted off his armour. Their low calibre assault rifle bullets didn't seem to harm him much. In an effort to intimidate his foes, Greshken roared in victory, raising his hammer high above him. "RETRIBUTION"

 

He then turned around, still being hurt by bullets flying around him. He grinned at his enemies and tried to make it seem he couldn't feel their bullets at all. Then he sprinted forwards, deciding to help the pony that was already attacking the soldiers bravely with a lead pipe, though he didn't seem as effective. As he charged forwards he prepared himself to swing his hammer around in a full 180 degree maul, making sure to aim for his enemies' legs to knock them over and disable them. They would be easy targets once knocked prone. The enemies morale was now clearly wavering, and it was obvious many of them would decide to flee sooner or later.

 

[Took around 100 damage because of a full firing barrage of bullets]

Edited by Scribblegroove

How would you walk, how would you talk if you thought: "Three percent of the population likes classical music, if only we could get it up to four percent we'd be back in business and all our problems would be over." How would you walk, how would you talk if you thought: "Everybody loves classical music! They just haven't found out about it yet!" It's an entirely different world. It's what you make of it that counts.

 

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With the commander dead his remaining and little squad dispersed, running and gunning in all directions, a select few fleeing to the barn. By now the barn was fully infested with the virus, plant matter spewing out spores outwards of the barn and even some plant matter overflowing out into the wasteland soil, the dead soldiers of the barn being the primary source of the spores. 

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Dashia dashed past the minataur And with a flash impacted with an enemy pony. She was grinning. She says, As she impacts with the enemy pony, "Death to the lunatics. For the lost foals And hope for the future. Filly Flash!"

 

What happened inside the flash was unseen, (10 Perception) except by those with the best of sight or sight enhancements. Dashia literally puts all four of her hooves into the enemy pony while flying at max speed.(Signature Move Perk.) Dashia then banks up after her impact distracting more so her new fighting partner can get more attacks in. She makes sure to avoid the barn at all costs.

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Crackshot huffed and panted, bleeding from potshots all around his body, as he put his weapons away on his back. With the enemy fleeing, they had won.

He's certainly felt a lot worse than this before, but it still hurt like hell. Hopefully there'll be some health potions somewhere in the farmhouse.

They'd also have to deal with the barn, since the poor dumb soldiers who'd ran inside for safety quickly were at risk of getting infected by the virus.

They'd need to be put down, or convinced to switch sides, soon. They couldn't risk them wandering around and infecting more ponies.

 

But for now, he glanced up at the minotaur, standing tall amongst the corpses and wreckage. The unicorn lifted up a hoof to the behemoth.

"Dunno where the hell you came from," he grunted, taking pauses to breathe deeply, "but thanks for the assist."

As far as he figured, if the guy wasn't trying to kill him or the others, he was on their side.

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As Chip saw the chaos die down he put his rifle back on his back and left his cover heading toward his team members.

 

Chip finally reached the others "So I guess we're victorious for now, those ponies in the barn however we can't leave them in there. I'm assuming their armor locks out the virus which is why they are still alive to this point." He said looking back at the farmhouse looking at the pony he shot down before he had his helmet on.


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