*I had that squadron go off somewhere, so I'll say ours is a different one.*
The shots crackle around the armor and seem to get dispersed by it.
The ODST fries a barrage in return.
Hit: 25
Damage: 9 (forgot to put the +5 in there so add that pls)
*Well the first attack was a melee attack....*
Droidbait curses and turns it from stun to deadly.
*its gonna be piercing damage from now on*
Attack: 30 Damage: 45
Attack: 30 Damage: 44
The rounds scorch the armor and one pierces through the man's left shoulder, crippling that arm.
Two more pods slam into the ground nearby, throwing everyone off their feet. Out of each steps a 7 foot tall armored supersoldier*also can you start putting pics in a spoiler plz?*
He laughs and holds his ground, pulling a rotary cannon off of his back and firing
Attack: 25 Damage: 30
Attack: 20 Damage: 40
Attack: 15 Damage: 35
Attack: 18 Damage: 22
*rip ODST homie :(*
The ODST goes down permanently under the barrage, the Spartans tank the shots.
Look around there are no tricks to pass the time Forever occupied with greener grass upon her mind And finds no satisfaction in the finest of distractions Though she dolls herself up she will never quench her passion
We theorized that the greatest form of torture Is to keep her here and to endlessly ignore her Took it to market and we did obtain Loneliness is our darkest brand of pain
A dark red carriage is drawn by two black horses down the road to the tavern. Once it stops slowly, a woman steps out. She wears an off-the-shoulder black gown that is decorated with lace (The Dress) along with a set of silver rings on each of her fingers and a thick silver necklace (The Necklace). Her skin is a light almond color and dappled with freckles. Her hair is light brown and done up in a French twist (Hair) while her eyes and lips are done up in smoky black makeup. She carries a satchel at her side as well as a book in one arm. It is set with onyx covers and metal caps. She mutters to herself before snapping her fingers.
Three crawlers, small demons that look like toads, crawl out of the carriage as well. They begin to grab her things and climb on her shoulder affectionately.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Look around there are no tricks to pass the time Forever occupied with greener grass upon her mind And finds no satisfaction in the finest of distractions Though she dolls herself up she will never quench her passion
We theorized that the greatest form of torture Is to keep her here and to endlessly ignore her Took it to market and we did obtain Loneliness is our darkest brand of pain
A dark red carriage is drawn by two black horses down the road to the tavern. Once it stops slowly, a woman steps out. She wears an off-the-shoulder black gown that is decorated with lace (The Dress) along with a set of silver rings on each of her fingers and a thick silver necklace (The Necklace). Her skin is a light almond color and dappled with freckles. Her hair is light brown and done up in a French twist (Hair) while her eyes and lips are done up in smoky black makeup. She carries a satchel at her side as well as a book in one arm. It is set with onyx covers and metal caps. She mutters to herself before snapping her fingers.
Three crawlers, small demons that look like toads, crawl out of the carriage as well. They begin to grab her things and climb on her shoulder affectionately.
Droidbait looks over from where he's sitting and watches them
*Can yeh check the Island?*
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
The ODST goes down permanently under the barrage, the Spartans tank the shots.
*dead men*
Droidbait laughs and he shouts, "FOR THE REPUBLIC!!"
Attack: 24 Damage: 35
Attack: 18 Damage: 43
Attack: 27 Damage: 35
Attack: 24 Damage: 38
Energy shields flicker and then regenerate.
*I did some research on the weapon I had my eye on, the Spartan laser. It instantly kills all infantry it is fired at, which I have deemed far too excessive. I will not use that lol. Just gonna use an MA5B which uses 762 AP FMJ*
The ODST goes down permanently under the barrage, the Spartans tank the shots.
*dead men*
Droidbait laughs and he shouts, "FOR THE REPUBLIC!!"
Attack: 24 Damage: 35
Attack: 18 Damage: 43
Attack: 27 Damage: 35
Attack: 24 Damage: 38
Energy shields flicker and then regenerate.
*I did some research on the weapon I had my eye on, the Spartan laser. It instantly kills all infantry it is fired at, which I have deemed far too excessive. I will not use that lol. Just gonna use an MA5B which uses 762 AP FMJ*
*Alright. Also disablers are very good for short circuiting electronics. >:) *
"Oh so that's how it is?!" he then tosses something in the center of the group of Spartans. There is a small pulse of energy as their shields go down for the next 40 seconds.
Attack: 30 Damage: 84
Attack: 23 Damage: 53
Attack: 22 Damage: 30
Attack: 15 Damage: 44
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Look around there are no tricks to pass the time Forever occupied with greener grass upon her mind And finds no satisfaction in the finest of distractions Though she dolls herself up she will never quench her passion
We theorized that the greatest form of torture Is to keep her here and to endlessly ignore her Took it to market and we did obtain Loneliness is our darkest brand of pain
A dark red carriage is drawn by two black horses down the road to the tavern. Once it stops slowly, a woman steps out. She wears an off-the-shoulder black gown that is decorated with lace (The Dress) along with a set of silver rings on each of her fingers and a thick silver necklace (The Necklace). Her skin is a light almond color and dappled with freckles. Her hair is light brown and done up in a French twist (Hair) while her eyes and lips are done up in smoky black makeup. She carries a satchel at her side as well as a book in one arm. It is set with onyx covers and metal caps. She mutters to herself before snapping her fingers.
Three crawlers, small demons that look like toads, crawl out of the carriage as well. They begin to grab her things and climb on her shoulder affectionately.
Droidbait looks over from where he's sitting and watches them
*Can yeh check the Island?*
*Yep!*
She notices him staring and turns to look at him. She waves before turning back around.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Look around there are no tricks to pass the time Forever occupied with greener grass upon her mind And finds no satisfaction in the finest of distractions Though she dolls herself up she will never quench her passion
We theorized that the greatest form of torture Is to keep her here and to endlessly ignore her Took it to market and we did obtain Loneliness is our darkest brand of pain
A dark red carriage is drawn by two black horses down the road to the tavern. Once it stops slowly, a woman steps out. She wears an off-the-shoulder black gown that is decorated with lace (The Dress) along with a set of silver rings on each of her fingers and a thick silver necklace (The Necklace). Her skin is a light almond color and dappled with freckles. Her hair is light brown and done up in a French twist (Hair) while her eyes and lips are done up in smoky black makeup. She carries a satchel at her side as well as a book in one arm. It is set with onyx covers and metal caps. She mutters to herself before snapping her fingers.
Three crawlers, small demons that look like toads, crawl out of the carriage as well. They begin to grab her things and climb on her shoulder affectionately.
Droidbait looks over from where he's sitting and watches them
*Can yeh check the Island?*
*Yep!*
She notices him staring and turns to look at him. She waves before turning back around.
*Thx!*
Droidbait sits for a moment before walking up to her. "Um, excuse me, but whats with the toad thingys." he says.
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*also can you start putting pics in a spoiler plz?*
He laughs and holds his ground, pulling a rotary cannon off of his back and firing
Attack: 20 Damage: 37
Attack: 15 Damage: 32
Attack: 27 Damage: 29
Attack: 18 Damage: 37
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
https://halo.fandom.com/wiki/Sniper_Rifle_System_99C-Series_2_Anti-Matériel#:~:text=Ammunition,-Main article: 14.5&text=The Sniper Rifle uses 14.5,the base of the projectile.
*Christ almighty. Armour-Piercing Fin-Stabilised Discarding Sabot rounds are made for tanks, why in the hell would they make that but in sniper form?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*rip ODST homie :(*
The ODST goes down permanently under the barrage, the Spartans tank the shots.
Covenant infantry
*dead men*
Droidbait laughs and he shouts, "FOR THE REPUBLIC!!"
Attack: 11 Damage: 38
Attack: 25 Damage: 38
Attack: 22 Damage: 33
Attack: 13 Damage: 59
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*I didn't know that those are used for tanks tho, wow*
Look around there are no tricks to pass the time
Forever occupied with greener grass upon her mind
And finds no satisfaction in the finest of distractions
Though she dolls herself up she will never quench her passion
We theorized that the greatest form of torture
Is to keep her here and to endlessly ignore her
Took it to market and we did obtain
Loneliness is our darkest brand of pain
A dark red carriage is drawn by two black horses down the road to the tavern. Once it stops slowly, a woman steps out. She wears an off-the-shoulder black gown that is decorated with lace (The Dress) along with a set of silver rings on each of her fingers and a thick silver necklace (The Necklace). Her skin is a light almond color and dappled with freckles. Her hair is light brown and done up in a French twist (Hair) while her eyes and lips are done up in smoky black makeup. She carries a satchel at her side as well as a book in one arm. It is set with onyx covers and metal caps. She mutters to herself before snapping her fingers.
Three crawlers, small demons that look like toads, crawl out of the carriage as well. They begin to grab her things and climb on her shoulder affectionately.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
*yeahhhh, its basically an anti tank round*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Droidbait looks over from where he's sitting and watches them
*Can yeh check the Island?*
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
Energy shields flicker and then regenerate.
*I did some research on the weapon I had my eye on, the Spartan laser. It instantly kills all infantry it is fired at, which I have deemed far too excessive. I will not use that lol. Just gonna use an MA5B which uses 762 AP FMJ*
*Lol, in game I use it on the unhelmeted heads of covenant grunts. Quite excessive*
*And don't even get me started on Covenant weapons lol*
*Alright. Also disablers are very good for short circuiting electronics. >:) *
"Oh so that's how it is?!" he then tosses something in the center of the group of Spartans. There is a small pulse of energy as their shields go down for the next 40 seconds.
Attack: 30 Damage: 84
Attack: 23 Damage: 53
Attack: 22 Damage: 30
Attack: 15 Damage: 44
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Yep!*
She notices him staring and turns to look at him. She waves before turning back around.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
The ODST avoids the shot and fires again.
Hit: 31
Damage: 25
*Thx!*
Droidbait sits for a moment before walking up to her. "Um, excuse me, but whats with the toad thingys." he says.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*suits internal systems are immune to emp bt for the sake of balance I'll say their shields are not.*
All the shots ricochet off except the last on which makes a small dent but doesn't puncture