<span style='color:pink'>"screw the mechs. seal the docking bays and track him. " *to the brothers* "let him go, the professors gone. go back to gaurding your empty room from your mindless cousens."</span>
<span style='color:green'>"Your such a sweet talker dea." "I can't beleve I tried to help you draug. Proves my theory that everybody is a **** and the only person you can trust is your self." </span>
<span style='color:red'>*With my mechanical hand I attempt to snap the Brothers hand.* "Daz I always knew you were an ****-hole." *My other hand fumbles for a grenade thats attached to my belt.* "Your next Daz!" [With an underhand throw I try to roll the grenade down the 'hole' that has opened] *While still fighting with the Draug.*</span>
<span style='color:red'>*I fall roll back onto the floor. Bringing the Draug down with me. Using him as a living shield against the grende blast.* "I would do they same guys! Concussion should knock these ****ers out."</span>
<b>Epoch you don't decide what happens, only the dices choose if you can move the brother or not.</b>
<span style='color:red'>The brother still holds you tight, the more you squirm around it grips tighter, you fling a grenade in the hole below Bill, the brother holding Bill flings him away as it steps back from the hole.</span>
<b><span style='color:gray'>"Can't, the old fool knows all the access codes, ill send some mechs in to eradicate him."</span></b>
<span style='color:green'>The pain starts subsiding, you check yourself for injurys, seems your arm can't move and only one of your eyes are working and its hard to ear aswell.</span>
<span style='color:gray'>*Lands aquwardly* "Thank you, you overgrown waste of genetic material. They must have been scraping the sewage tanks out when they cultured you"</span>
<span style='color:pink'>*pushes the call button on the elivator* "dont kill him if you can help it. and get us a PG when you can. we'll phase ahead of him. if you have to weld the docking bay doors shut. and disable anything that can fly."</span>
I threw myself to the ground. The Draug can't stop me.
<span style='color:red'>"It was my actions that made it drop you Bill!" *Once the concussion blast blows over I stop stuggling with the Brother.*</span>
<span style='color:gray'>"Eh... Whats the point?" *Pulls out a morphine styrette* "I mean, when it comes down to it all..." *Uses it on himself* "What if the Proffesor's idea is the best way forward for humanity? Who are we to judge?"</span>
<span style='color:red'>"Like all good soldiers, I wear my ear protectors." *Turns to face the Brother who grips me.* "I have let go. You should too!"</span>
My character's gone slightly mad. A swift boot up the arse should get him working again. His sanity (or rather lack of) has not been helped by the squabbling between Epoch and Daza
No, not quite. Not the rights sort of thing. Too focused damage, too little ability to break the hold that the insanity has; However it was enough to stop the madness going too far.
<span style='color:green'>"Oi bill. You either stop with this **** going insane and attacking us. Thats my freaking job! So you either stop it or I will leave you here to rot." </span>
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*to the brothers*
"let him go, the professors gone. go back to gaurding your empty room from your mindless cousens."</span>
*Wrestles the Draug to the ground, trying to break the grip on my neck.*</span>
"Daz I always knew you were an ****-hole."
*My other hand fumbles for a grenade thats attached to my belt.*
"Your next Daz!"
[With an underhand throw I try to roll the grenade down the 'hole' that has opened]
*While still fighting with the Draug.*</span>
"I would do they same guys! Concussion should knock these ****ers out."</span>
<span style='color:red'>The brother still holds you tight, the more you squirm around it grips tighter, you fling a grenade in the hole below Bill, the brother holding Bill flings him away as it steps back from the hole.</span>
<b><span style='color:gray'>"Can't, the old fool knows all the access codes, ill send some mechs in to eradicate him."</span></b>
<span style='color:pink'>The brothers ignore you.</span>
<span style='color:green'>The pain starts subsiding, you check yourself for injurys, seems your arm can't move and only one of your eyes are working and its hard to ear aswell.</span>
"Thank you, you overgrown waste of genetic material. They must have been scraping the sewage tanks out when they cultured you"</span>
"dont kill him if you can help it. and get us a PG when you can. we'll phase ahead of him. if you have to weld the docking bay doors shut. and disable anything that can fly."</span>
<span style='color:red'>"It was my actions that made it drop you Bill!"
*Once the concussion blast blows over I stop stuggling with the Brother.*</span>
*Pulls out a morphine styrette*
"I mean, when it comes down to it all..."
*Uses it on himself*
"What if the Proffesor's idea is the best way forward for humanity? Who are we to judge?"</span>
*Turns to face the Brother who grips me.*
"I have let go. You should too!"</span>
<span style='color:green'>"Oi bill. You either stop with this **** going insane and attacking us. Thats my freaking job! So you either stop it or I will leave you here to rot." </span>
*Gives up struggling.</span>
*Walks over to Daza and starts trying to fix him up*</span>
Lacks something... But its a start.