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Post by TheMaskedStranger on Sept 26, 2008 22:11:17 GMT -5
The main circuts of the Space Air Craft had been damaged by the missile which had hit. The lights inside were blinking, strange beeping noises were going off and the stranger creature inside felt trapped. To avoid a crash landing it was time to enter the Planet Earths atmosphere and land, as the creature did so scraps of metal from the ship began to burn. The ship managed to land in the middle of a Scrap Yard where it would blend in with the broken cars which were piled around. The creature known as Arzjah roared in the inside as it punched the door down and stepped out, it's ship was to damaged to move. It would have to find another way back to it's planet. It's ears twitched as it looked over and noticed voices. These voices were aproaching in it's direction, Arzjah quickly responded as he activated his Cloak and jumped up on a stack of cars. It watched and waited.
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Post by aremytoma on Oct 1, 2008 15:25:53 GMT -5
It was 8:00am and after about two minutes, five teenagers came out from distance, and headed towards the Junk Yard. They where all wearing baggy pants that almost met their knees and whore baggy shirts. They were wearing lots colors and smoking weed. Arzjah remained hidden as the gang of teenagers stood by a telephone booth, smoking their weed. Arzjah was about 10 metres away from the telephone. One of the teenagers dialed a number on the phone and said "Yeah, we got the Junk Yard. The Zapper's didn't stand a chance, we got one of their best hangouts. We will continue to take over the streets as you requested." The teenager than hung up the phone and turned to Joe. "Yo, Joe, it's a time we start a war. Lets go force our way into the Malibu Club on Zapper turf."
With that said the teenagers starting walking down the street. However Mac, the smallest member was left behind, as he though he saw something on a stack of cars. Mac saw the yellow glow of the creatures eyes. "What the hell was that! It must be my eyes playing tricks on me. I have to get this glasses fixed." Mac turned away from the junk yard and tried to catch up with his gang, but they were to far ahead. "Shit, I lost them!" He said as he began to walk down the lonely street.
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Post by TheMaskedStranger on Oct 10, 2008 16:28:17 GMT -5
The Creature jumped from the car and to the ground as it eyed it's target. It's growling and moaning could not be heard in the distance. The street lights above the darkness of the sky, shined down on Arzjah. It gleamed off his cloaking ability and glared into his eyes. He dove past the small human from the sidewalk and infront of him. It growled as it grabbed him and lifted him from the ground with one hand, Arzjah looked at him and decided he was too much of an easy target. The creature hopped up ontop of the fance beside them and hunf him by his pants on the barb wire. It then dashed off with long jumps and strides so it could catch up to the others.
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Post by G-Nation on Nov 22, 2008 17:27:17 GMT -5
By the time Arzjah caught up with rest of the group, a storm began to roll in. The clouds out side the wharehouse where the gang rested started turning gray. The loud sound of crackling thunder could be heard from inside the wharehouse. "Yo Joe, ya in a mood for a moarning shower?" One of the henchman asked, as he stocked piled the shipment of small firearms into a crate. "Looks like were in for one heck of a storm."
"Fuck" Joe yelled, as the rain began to pour. "Whose idea was it to have an opened skylight in our wharehouse." One of the henchman standing by the back exit managed to say, "It was my idea, do you like it?" At that moment Joe turned and faced the henchman and pulled out his desert egale, "No, you stupid moron, I hate it!" Joe shouted has he pulled the trigger, killing the henchman. His body than fell to the ground, and Joe ordered two other gangsters to remove the body from the wharehouse. "You two, get that piece of shit out of here" Joe ordered.
The two gangsters than desposed of the body by dumping it into the back of a garbage truck. While inside the wharehouse, Joe placed his weapon on his desk and began to smoke a big cuban cigar. "Move faster" Joe ordered his crew. "We will attack the Zappers as soon as the storm clears up."
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Post by Dark Star on Mar 11, 2009 20:44:53 GMT -5
Chris Starts whistling while walking around. "Man why do I have to get stuck on patrol with this fucking horrible weather," whispered Chris. "Not to mention I am stuck with this newest member, dam it to hell." Chris looks up into the sky and starts shouting," clear up you dam stinking storm." "Shut the hell up," yelled one of the members inside. Chris continues walking around grumbling. Mean while the newest member was enjoy the rain while walking around in it. "This weather is so glorious," said Zen. Zen starts whistling and walknig around. Wait was that, said Zen after he pauses and starts looking into the distance. "Guess it was nothing.
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Post by G-Nation on Mar 11, 2009 21:37:08 GMT -5
At that moment a large thumb was heard from the sealed room in the back of the warehouse. "Joe! Something is here!" One of the henchman shouted. "Stop whinning!" Joe protested as he ordered some of his gang to surround the back room. "Keep your distance men, we have no idea what is behind there. Get your firearms ready." And somebody get me the hell out of here!" The small group of gangsters began to surround the room as one of them escorted him to his vehicle.
Joe began to leave the wharehouse, and entered his 44 Ford. Before he drove off he looked at Chris. "Yo, Chris! Be safe my brother, and look after the new-fella. Don't get your self jacked, something is going on," Joe explained as he drove down the street.
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Post by TheMaskedStranger on Mar 31, 2009 16:50:58 GMT -5
Arzjah growled from the other side, as it rammed the steel door, it sent it flying in to one of the goons. The Predator extened it's combat stick as it dashed at another planting it threw his stomach and sending him into the air. The monster growled as it planted it's wrist blade in anothers chest, it spun around and grabbed it's disc from it's belt and tossed it sending it threw dead center of oje of the goons. It roared as it stood in the center of the blood shed room, it's body covered with Crimson and Rain. It's scoped out the room as it switched through it's other methods of vision, detecting any live lifeforms in the area.
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Post by G-Nation on Apr 4, 2009 14:45:16 GMT -5
With Arzjah's in-for-red tracking vision he spotted a small man standing in the back by the exit. The man was armed with a M-16 assault rifle. Arzjah recognized the man as Mac, the same man from the Junkyard. Arzjah than began to approach Mac slowly. Mac spotting the un-cloaked creature, due to the rain and water in the warehouse. Mac said, "God! It's you again, what the fuck are you?" The creature just keeping moving to-wards Mac, until Mac dropped his gun, and cried out, "Please don't kill me!" Mac fell to his knees, praying the creature would not harm him. After noticing the man was un-armed Arzjah stopped moving and scanned the man.
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Post by TheMaskedStranger on Apr 5, 2009 9:43:31 GMT -5
The Creature locked it's SIghts onto Mac and activated it's Vocal Mimicary. The sound which it had made was a laugh, it glared at the man on the floor. It stood completely infront of him, It pointed to the Exit as it picked up his M-16, it bent it and snapped it completely in half. It then tossed it on his lap, it peformed it's War Cry and then dashed from Crate to Crate up to the Skylight and dashed away across Roof-Tops.
It activated it's vison to detect Mechanical and and Electronical Equipment. It glared at the path left by the gas from the vehicle, it quickly caught up to the car where it was Stationary at the Malibu Club. It glared down at the Gang of Armed men who entered the Club. It decided to Hold It's Position and wait to see the outcome.
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Post by G-Nation on Apr 7, 2009 16:28:47 GMT -5
As the men left their car, they entered the Malibu Club and armed themselves with sub-machine guns and pistols. The group looked around and noticed the Club was very dark. "I'll get the lights!" One of the men said. He than walked over to the circuit breaker and activated it, the bright colourful lights shot on and exposed the area. "Holy shit!" Another one yelled as the saw several of bodies slaughtered on the ground.
"What the hell happened here? Frank something was here. It managed to kill over thirty people." The man than began to search the corpses carefully. "They are all riped to pieces." Frank loaded his gun and headed in the back. "Guys come here!" he shouted. The man came rushing in, and they all stared at several large rounded eggs. "What are they?" a guard asked. "Don't know. But they sure are big!"
The eggs began to rumble and crack apart. "Oh my god, they're hatching! One of the men yelled, as the group slowly backed up, however by than it was too late. The four eggs hatched and spider like creatures began to crawl out. They leaped on the faces of the Cobra Gang Members incubating them. Only Frank remained left has he saw the facehuggers on the faces of his members. He tried to remove them, but it was to difficult and the acid burned his hands. He began to panic as he saw his friends lying on the ground in pain with creature on their faces.
Frank curled up in the corner and clenched a sub-machine in each hand. After an hour of panicking, Frank observed his friends. He noticed the facehuggers, falling off and his buddies screaming while holding their chests. "What the hell is going on?" Frank screamed, by than worm like creatures began to cut through the chests of Franks friends. Blood squirted everywhere, and the chestbursters busted out, and fled towards Frank. The chestbursters began to eat and feast off Frank, as he screamed while firing his weapons in the air.
After Frank was dead, the chestbursters ate the rest of the meat on his body and left bones. They than began to travel in the underground passage in the bathroom through the pipes, and headed to their hive. As the chestbursters arrived at the hive, they where welcomed by drones that protected the entrance to the hive. The chestbursters than waited until they would grow.
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Post by TheMaskedStranger on Apr 13, 2009 11:10:57 GMT -5
The Predator jumped from the building and across the street, it slwolys walked into the club and glanced at the corpses on the ground. It scanned for Life Forms as it began to glance everywhere in the club. It soon yelled it's War Cry which echoed throughout the club and the walls, down pipes and corridors.
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Post by G-Nation on May 2, 2009 19:02:27 GMT -5
After a few moments of scanning the area of the club, Arzjah heard several screeching and growling sounds. He immediately turned his head in the direction of the sounds and cycled through his visions. Through his Electromagnetic Vision he saw the shape of three Xenomorph Drone's crawling on the roof to-wards him. He extended his wrist-blade as the drone's in-closed in.
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Post by TheMaskedStranger on May 2, 2009 23:01:08 GMT -5
Arzjah growled as he gazed at the drones which came up from the ground. It roared as it tossed a Plasma Mine over by the Aliens and laughed as it watched them Explode, it then extended it's Combat Staff as it watched as several more growled out from the floor.
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Post by G-Nation on May 4, 2009 20:31:07 GMT -5
Arzjah was armed and ready to defend himself when the drones would attack. All was silent as the drones circled around Arzjah. One pounced at Arzjah but he struck it with his combat-stick taking it's head off, sending acid to the ground. Another one swung it's tail and Arzjah chopped a large piece of with is wrist-blade. Unfortunately the acid-blood melted his wrist-blade. The drone with the cut tail swung his tail back and forth sending acid flying. Some landed on Arzjah Armour, instantly burning his amour. Arzjah immediately stripped his amour and fired his plasma-caster destroying the remaining drones. Unfortunately his Armour and wrist-blade were damaged, and his energy pool was now empty. He had to re-charge and re-pair his weapons.
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Post by TheMaskedStranger on May 6, 2009 18:01:02 GMT -5
Recharging his weapons and Energy-Emitter was no difficult task, he soon fled from the club and out into the dark streets. He gazed around for moment before seeing an Electrical Box and ramming it with his fist, he watched as the box crackled and fried and the electricity from the box went through his body and to his Energy-Emitter. Repairing his weapons was what would be the difficult task, due to the fact that his Tools for doing so where left in his ship. He would have to find means of another way to repair his Items, so with hesitation he continued his Journey and left the streets below and began to walk upon the buildings above.
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