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6/10/2025, 10:15:54 AM
No one is willing to make a move yet. Not after what just happened.
Maruyama huffs and puffs as his body pumps enough adrenaline through his body to kill him seven times over.
BELNOL stares down at the man with abject confusion. The other EXCISORS are staying quiet in a faint, desperate attempt to deter your group from attacking.
Maruyama's breathing is the only sound you can hear over the hectic war happening right above you. Blood continues to pool at the bottom platform everyone is standing on. There's enough to drown someone in if worst comes to worst - It looks pitch black under the red glow of the emergency lighting.
You smile. "You can't stop us. Every enemy, every obstacle, dealt with like the trash they were."
Otto throws his shades away into a nearby pool of blood. His eyes faintly glimmer underneath the crimson red light. "You're outnumbered too. Seven to six."
"YOU FAILED TO CORRUPT ME," Benedict puts on a faux monotone voice. "YOU'RE FAILURES."
"I know I was supposed to die. God told me so," Adam's knuckles turn white from how hard he's holding onto his chef's knife. "I defied Fate once. Why not a second time?"
Anderson taps at the bolt action pistol hanging off his belt. "One shot and five of you will die. Leave and I might spare you."
Lex cracks his knuckles. "I killed one of ya before and I was weak as shit back then? Now?" Lex shifts into a boxer's stance. "I'm ready for my rematch, BEL. Wanna fuckin' try me?"
"It's your choice. Do you really wanna die for this?" You tighten your grip on your FEDKILLER. "I'm ready when you are."
The EXCISORS don't bother to respond. They're not the type to monologue, no, the one behind them is probably going to start one soon enough. Yet none of them are moving. It's hard to read their expressions (and their minds are shielded from your MINDREAD) but...
>103!
Fear has clearly set in amongst their ranks. They're not going to run away, no, but it's clear they're too shaken to put up a proper fight anymore. BELNOL and the COWBOY EXCISOR are the only ones who are going to even attempt to make a move in the upcoming fight. The others are hesitating, unsure of whether it's actually worth it to fight or not.
>Three of the EXCISORS have been outright stunned for two turns! Their stats have also been penalized!
>BELNOL and COWBOY EXCISOR have received a heavy penalty to all stats for the duration of the fight.
"Neat trick lads. I suppose I have to copy that later." You hear a voice with a thick, heavy accent you couldn't immediately put your finger out. "Putting the fear of God in my lads, huh?"
Someone steps out from behind the five Excisors. You nearly shatter your PARADIGM in your hands when you see who it is. It's the CEO himself. He holds himself with an air of subdued dignity that you refuse to believe a Spook could have. He calmly stands in front of his bodyguards with no sign of fear in his eyes. You know he's the CEO solely by how he dresses himself.
Maruyama huffs and puffs as his body pumps enough adrenaline through his body to kill him seven times over.
BELNOL stares down at the man with abject confusion. The other EXCISORS are staying quiet in a faint, desperate attempt to deter your group from attacking.
Maruyama's breathing is the only sound you can hear over the hectic war happening right above you. Blood continues to pool at the bottom platform everyone is standing on. There's enough to drown someone in if worst comes to worst - It looks pitch black under the red glow of the emergency lighting.
You smile. "You can't stop us. Every enemy, every obstacle, dealt with like the trash they were."
Otto throws his shades away into a nearby pool of blood. His eyes faintly glimmer underneath the crimson red light. "You're outnumbered too. Seven to six."
"YOU FAILED TO CORRUPT ME," Benedict puts on a faux monotone voice. "YOU'RE FAILURES."
"I know I was supposed to die. God told me so," Adam's knuckles turn white from how hard he's holding onto his chef's knife. "I defied Fate once. Why not a second time?"
Anderson taps at the bolt action pistol hanging off his belt. "One shot and five of you will die. Leave and I might spare you."
Lex cracks his knuckles. "I killed one of ya before and I was weak as shit back then? Now?" Lex shifts into a boxer's stance. "I'm ready for my rematch, BEL. Wanna fuckin' try me?"
"It's your choice. Do you really wanna die for this?" You tighten your grip on your FEDKILLER. "I'm ready when you are."
The EXCISORS don't bother to respond. They're not the type to monologue, no, the one behind them is probably going to start one soon enough. Yet none of them are moving. It's hard to read their expressions (and their minds are shielded from your MINDREAD) but...
>103!
Fear has clearly set in amongst their ranks. They're not going to run away, no, but it's clear they're too shaken to put up a proper fight anymore. BELNOL and the COWBOY EXCISOR are the only ones who are going to even attempt to make a move in the upcoming fight. The others are hesitating, unsure of whether it's actually worth it to fight or not.
>Three of the EXCISORS have been outright stunned for two turns! Their stats have also been penalized!
>BELNOL and COWBOY EXCISOR have received a heavy penalty to all stats for the duration of the fight.
"Neat trick lads. I suppose I have to copy that later." You hear a voice with a thick, heavy accent you couldn't immediately put your finger out. "Putting the fear of God in my lads, huh?"
Someone steps out from behind the five Excisors. You nearly shatter your PARADIGM in your hands when you see who it is. It's the CEO himself. He holds himself with an air of subdued dignity that you refuse to believe a Spook could have. He calmly stands in front of his bodyguards with no sign of fear in his eyes. You know he's the CEO solely by how he dresses himself.
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