One bullet short

Christine Grey or Christie as her friends called her was walking down the restricting, winding passageway, rather unsure of what was to be her next encounter. She had faced off with creepers, corrupted monitors and an array of other nasties, but she now had a new weapon and a new way of handling things. She would have to learn how to fire and aim with a pistol, network security type. This was a new feat for her, she'd only had experience with unarmed combat and was so much more adept at peaceful negotiations and use of her purist ways, but she was ever cheerful and ready for new things.

"So here I am...walking down an unkown area, carrying this thing and I have no one to contact should things go wrong...well, could be worse. I at least have a good supply of ammo.

Christie smiled as she kept walking down the passageway, glancing down each turnoff as she twirled the pistol around her fingers

"Hmm... where are these new nasties. I got a job to do here and they're nowhere to be found"

Christie went still and shivered as she listened to an odd pulsing sound behind her. She stopped twirling her firearm and held it tight in it's place, bringing it up to rest against her chin. She quickly turned to the sound and let off a short burst of 4 rounds....all misses. The target was nowhere to be seen. Christie closed her eyes and stood perfectly still, listening again for the sound. Upon hearing it she turned and fired, keeping her eyes shut tight. Sucess!! A sound. She must have hit it....

"Yes...a hit....maybe this will teach them not to creep me out"

Christie opened one eye, staring to where the sound came from. It was a trojan tank and it is now a scrap heap, she thought. She opened her other eye and grinned as she holstered her gun, then suddenly freezing in her spot...

"More?....this is going to be a long day"

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Part 2

Christie turned and fired, one after the other the trojans fell, completely destroyed in one blast by her fairly standard gun.


"Well they sure are weak...but they just wont stop. Hehe, the gun is getting a good work out"

Christie giggled niavely as she kept on going, reloading when need be, grabbing a new clip from her pack. She got so overconfident that she even started to sing....


"Bang bang, got one down. Woah, snap, that was close. Shoot, shoot there he goes......"

Christie laughed to herself as she continued, having a rather good time, when all of a sudden her singing was interrupted by a clicking sound


"Oh hell...

Christie quickly fummbled in her pack, pulling out several empty ammo clips. She started cursing loudly as they closed in, surrounding her in vast numbers quickly. What was she to do...she had no ammo, no one to call and no idea of where she was. She was a lost cause it seemed, but no, on her face was a wide joyful grin


"Talk about a hell of a party eh boys...this is so much fun"

Christie would not give in and started to club at them with her pistol, avoiding their fire in a desperate attempt to escape with her life.....

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Part 3

"Oh god...will you lot ever quit?"

Christie was nearing her end. She had dealt with so many even after her ammo was out, but now she could do little more then just pant and stare in agony at the oncoming trojans

"....what to do? What am i going to do...exits, exits, where are my exits?"

Christie fell to her knees and glanced around, grasping her chest through her painful breathing, running out of options and time. She took another look at each direction, summing up witch would prove to have the best chances of survival, before getting up and running down the hallway, the one that had little room, the one that looked like the way she came, the one that seemed to have the least trojan presence.

"Please, oh god please let this be the right way...."

Christie giggled and burst out in a grin, rather untimely, but not unknown for her

"Screw this, I'm living so I can come back with a new strap of ammo tomorrow and get some more"

Christie kept moving down the darkening hallway, unsure of whether she would live to see her next day, but loving every minute of this strange adventure. Suddenly there was a piercing light and before her stood her salvation. To her left a clone facility where she could patch up and meet some people for a change, then to her left a store where she could get more ammo and maybe some new armour. She was saved and would live through for another day.

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Author's notes.

This was a lot shorter then a would have liked, but it was only based on a very early on and small event for me in the game. Only 3 parts, but hopefully you have all enjoyed it for a good start. Please be honest and comment in depth as it can only help in future stories.

number 3

I like it I cant wait tell you add more

the blue really hurts my eyes

the blue really hurts my eyes

try highlighting it :twisted:

Ok, will change the blue, will add anymore more to the story in the first post as to not have it broken up by replies and will not be going with number 3 :|

the blue really hurts my eyes

try highlighting it :twisted:

I like part 2 you are good at making stories

I like part 2 you are good at making stories

Agreed

When is part 3 out?

Soon, it will be soon...

Good

Final part added...wanted to make it longer, but I just couldn't without going outside of the game and we cant do that. Say whatever you feel in response to this story and be waiting for the next one

Well I hopr you make another role play soon.

It's great! If possible add another character in it.

O...M...G. I love the story, but it's kinda sad that everyone says you'll die. BTW, how do you do color?Oh. That's how ya do color. LOVE IT. Also how do you put other's words into boxes? That would be awesome if I knew.

O...M...G. I love the story, but it's kinda sad that everyone says you'll die. BTW, how do you do color?Oh. That's how ya do color. LOVE IT. Also how do you put other's words into boxes? That would be awesome if I knew.

You click quote on their message
And I cant agree more about the sadness of their choice :cry:

When will you make antoher rp :?: