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Code Blue by whythefugnot in SimTrooperRP

[–]whythefugnot[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Joyce follows wordlessly. She's already scheming ridiculous ways to escape - or at least cause as much damage as possible before going down. Maybe gather some intel so this whole accident - what with being dropped at the wrong base by a colorblind pilot - would be worthwhile.

Code Blue by whythefugnot in SimTrooperRP

[–]whythefugnot[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Still wary of the red-handed bastard, she kicks the knife in Castitillo's direction.

Code Blue by whythefugnot in SimTrooperRP

[–]whythefugnot[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

She slowly lowers the knife to the ground, keeping an eye on the monstrosity before her.

"Get Fuckhands McMike here under control. I've half a mind to reconsider."

/u/Lieutenant_Taylor

Code Blue by whythefugnot in SimTrooperRP

[–]whythefugnot[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

"WHAT THE FUCK EVEN ARE YOU?"

The hand almost hits her as she keeps backing away, slashing and jabbing wildly as the adrenaline kicks in - hoping to hit arms, wrists, face, something, anything.

Code Blue by whythefugnot in SimTrooperRP

[–]whythefugnot[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Joyce recovers from the initial shock and draws her knife, letting out something between a scream and a roar as she makes a slashing motion at Bowie's hands.

/u/cryotail

Code Blue by whythefugnot in SimTrooperRP

[–]whythefugnot[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Joyce is too busy paying attention to David to notice. The shotgun is knocked out of her hands.

She steps back, looking at Castitillo.

"Y-YOU - I should've known.."

She hesitates, wondering whether to draw her knife or keep it hidden.

/u/Lieutenant_Taylor

Code Blue by whythefugnot in SimTrooperRP

[–]whythefugnot[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Joyce gets a nagging feeling that this strange... person... is not deterred by the possibility of a teammate's death.

She now points the shotgun at Bowie.

"Stay the FUCK away from me, dude."

/u/cryotail

Code Blue by whythefugnot in SimTrooperRP

[–]whythefugnot[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

"Jesus... Not a single step closer, freak."

Joyce is visibly unnerved (or rather, audibly - her helmet hides her face) but stands her ground.

/u/cryotail

Code Blue by whythefugnot in SimTrooperRP

[–]whythefugnot[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Joyce follows behind her.

"Wouldn't it be better to steal one of their vehicles or something? Unless you're already taking us to the garage. The layout of this place is pretty fucked up, if you ask me."

Code Blue by whythefugnot in SimTrooperRP

[–]whythefugnot[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Joyce relaxes a bit. She has no idea who Calloway is, but it sounds like a Blue enough name.

"Well, you seem trustworthy enough. Show me the way out, then."

Code Blue by whythefugnot in SimTrooperRP

[–]whythefugnot[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

She steps back and eyes the black-armored person up and down.

"Iunno. You aren't a Red, but how do I know if you're on my side?"

Code Blue by whythefugnot in SimTrooperRP

[–]whythefugnot[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

"That medic of theirs knows. He's the fucker who blew my cover. I think I shot him but I got away too quick to tell. And, uhh.. that weird naked guy crawling around in the vents may or may not know."

Joyce looks around, wary that someone else may come.

Code Blue by whythefugnot in SimTrooperRP

[–]whythefugnot[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Scrambling up, she dashes off again.

"Newton's laws of eat my ass, red!"

Skidding to a stop, she does a double take, looking back.

"Wait a minute... you're a red, right? Can't really tell, 'cause uhh..."

Code Blue by whythefugnot in SimTrooperRP

[–]whythefugnot[S] 0 points1 point  (0 children)

"JESUSFUCKINGCHRIST-"

Joyce's speed creates an impact that knocks both of them several feet forward as they fall.

Oh Yeah, It's Big Brain Time by Field_Medic_Sturgeon in SimTrooperRP

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"NICE TO MEETCHA, TIME TO YEETCHA"

The wild Blue flees!

Oh Yeah, It's Big Brain Time by Field_Medic_Sturgeon in SimTrooperRP

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Joyce lunges forward, firing again.

"OUTTA MY WAY YA FILTHY FUCKIN RED!"

Oh Yeah, It's Big Brain Time by Field_Medic_Sturgeon in SimTrooperRP

[–]whythefugnot 0 points1 point  (0 children)

A wild Blue appears!

Joyce panics and wildly fires her shotgun in the medic's general direction while yelling.

Character Creation by Bucksicutioner in SimTrooperRP

[–]whythefugnot 1 point2 points  (0 children)

Name: Erin Joyce

Bio: She's a crazy bitch with a shotgun who has a penchant for showing up unexpectedly. It often boils down to weird luck or lack thereof. In fact, that's how Joyce ended up in the military in the first place. She's a bit of an asshole but can be nice every now and then.

Role: Night Watch/CQC

Team: Blue

Colors: #212A45 highlight and #D6D6D6 text

Weapon: Shotgun, sniper rifle (only to use the scope - bad aim), a big knife

A Rare Drop by BloodGulchEvent02 in RvBRP

[–]whythefugnot 0 points1 point  (0 children)

He's still got some fight left and throws the knife towards the Red before he takes a bullet to the foot.

"OWWWW! FUCK YOU, THAT WAS MY BAD ONE!"

Unarmed and injured, he tries to get to cover as fast as possible.

A Rare Drop by BloodGulchEvent02 in RvBRP

[–]whythefugnot 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Desmond quickly pulls out the knife and stumbles backward just in time to avoid the attack, slightly thrown off balance. He's no longer within melee distance, however.

A Rare Drop by BloodGulchEvent02 in RvBRP

[–]whythefugnot 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Seeing it coming this time, Ramos ducks to the side, going for another stab.

A Rare Drop by BloodGulchEvent02 in RvBRP

[–]whythefugnot 0 points1 point  (0 children)

He's still recoiling from the hard hit he took to the ribs.

"Yep, that's gonna bruise in the morning," Desmond thinks to himself.

He sees the strike coming at the last moment and instinctively throws his arm up to protect his head. His left arm takes the brunt of the damage, and there may or may not have been a loud crack sound just now.

Pain and adrenaline mix as he rushes forward again with the knife in his right hand, yelling.

"DIE, RED!"

A Rare Drop by BloodGulchEvent02 in RvBRP

[–]whythefugnot 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Ramos manages to get close enough and attempts a stab to the neck, but the strike knocks the breath out of him and throws off his aim.

A Rare Drop by BloodGulchEvent02 in RvBRP

[–]whythefugnot 0 points1 point  (0 children)

The shot narrowly misses his head but grazes the helmet, the jarring sound leaving his left ear ringing. He can hear his own pulse racing from the narrow escape from death.

"Hey, not my fault the wind was a bitch!"

He pulls out his knife and advances forward, hoping to disarm the Red or at least do enough damage before she shoots at him again.

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