0-Hour (IC)

[Sunder]

"Hey, I was the one that called the bloody ceasefire, don't you go bossing me around," Leike growled, lowering her pole to the ground beside her and holstering her SMG.
"Well? You gonna lower yours as well, or am I gonna make you?" she threatened hollowly, gritting her teeth. This guy seemed relatively armed, but not as much as her. Then again, not many people were; carrying three ranged and two melee weapons was not a precaution that most people took. The lowering sun on the horizon bathed the valley in an orange light, which shined off Leike's visor. She raised a hand to shield her eyes and squinted through it, still staring up to the man in front of her. Through the glare, she could just make out somebody running towards them...

***

Tobias laid down on the bed, staring out of the room's window. It was pretty much dusk; people would probably start coming off soon. Those who actually owned a house as opposed to sleeping in the 0-Hour rooms would have to hurry if they wanted to get home before the curfew at 11:30. Spectre itself didn't care too much when you stopped playing- in fact, they very much advised you to play at later hours as less people were about, but Tobias decided just to wait for a while so he could get his mind a little straight.
"Two deaths in one night?" Tobias thought, frowning.

[Rha'az]

As Prometheus was riding on his nike, he then felt tired, exhausted after the mission before this. He decided to log out from the game and rest, as he did that his body slowly pixelated and each pixels started to go off the body, moments later, he is gone. He woked up in the real world, and felt the exhaustion. He looked at his hour log, indicating he played it for 120 hours total. "Well, 4 hours had been added to the log. Time to have some rest,"

[Versace69]

Slade finally reached a Spooks base. He was a little annoyed some of the Spooks knew him and didn't particularly like so he to shut them up. Three Spooks were talking about how it was lame that all he was dig for treasure and, bla, bla, bla,. Sadly three stray bullets hit them right in there foreheads. Later Slade found out they were also robbed. Slade went to his storage unit and stored some of his gold there. Most of it was back in that cave and the rest was with him. Then he went off to the trade market and began to trade. He a new med kit, and some more high powered grenades, timed bombs, and his personal favorite detonators.
Slade went and found the engineering area of the base he had a couple guys there work on something for them. He gave them the rest of the gold in exchange for a motorcycle and a few tanks of gas. He took it for a joy ride, it worked perfectly there absolutely no problems with it so far. He road around the base and a little outside it. Later he drove off and left the Spooks base and drove off in a random direction.

[Versace69]

Slade finally reached a Spooks base. He was a little annoyed some of the Spooks knew him and didn't particularly like so he to shut them up. Three Spooks were talking about how it was lame that all he was dig for treasure and, bla, bla, bla,. Sadly three stray bullets hit them right in there foreheads. Later Slade found out they were also robbed. Slade went to his storage unit and stored some of his gold there. Most of it was back in that cave and the rest was with him. Then he went off to the trade market and began to trade. He a new med kit, and some more high powered grenades, timed bombs, and his personal favorite detonators.
Slade went and found the engineering area of the base he had a couple guys there work on something for them. He gave them the rest of the gold in exchange for a motorcycle and a few tanks of gas. He took it for a joy ride, it worked perfectly there absolutely no problems with it so far. He road around the base and a little outside it. Later he drove off and left the Spooks base and drove off in a random direction.

[DukeWolfRein]

The woman in front of him lashed out at him, and this was something that Ivan had gotten used to from his marks. Even when they were looking down the barrel of his gun they would still threaten to kill him and so on and so forth. He shrugged his shoulders and moved towards her to apprehend her. There was a sudden shift to the right of him and he turned just in time to see someone coming at them, more specifically at him. Ivan shifted his gun to aim at the individual, it was the one with the exo-suit. There was little time to think, he was heading for him as fast as a car. Ivan had never known desperation, every move of his seemed to be calculated. A man in an exo-suit coming at you like a freight train was the perfect picture of desperation. Desperate times would always call for desperate measures. He aimed at the ground and shot the grenade straight down.

The blast was loud, louder than he had hoped. He landed a few feet back and could tell that he had broken something, more than likely his arm. As he got up he noticed his HUD screaming that his health was at a critical 23%. Several parts of his body showed warning of being broken or in the process of breaking. Ivan didn't care, he would get his mark. He took a few steps forward, blood flooded his mouth as he moved. The dust was everywhere, and he couldn't see the other two, his HUD was also too badly damaged to show their usernames.

[Rha'az]

Craig rested a few more hours and logged in once more, this time he spawned in a place where more players are in. His body was 'rebuilt' and stood behind a wall. Leaning himself to it. He heard of them being in a no-firing situation. He thought to himself, "What faction are they from?" He then activated his thermal visions and began to look at them through the wall, "Hmm, a few people are in. Computer, access the city's citizenship database. I need to know who are they," "Access denied," "Dammit, again?" Prometheus reloaded his gun and took out a flashbang to throw. He pulled the pin, and quickly threw it between them all. He hid himself behind the wall again, this time his symbol on his helmet glows. He grappled a few of their weapons and pointed at a players head, "What're you doin' 'ere?"

[FireAce8]

As Ragnarök was running towards his opponent, he saw him aim his gun towards the ground, and he briefly wondered what he was doing, before a deafening blast went off, and having been running so quickly towards him, Ragnarök was caught in the blast and flung into a nearby tree, blacking out briefly. He came back, his health showing that he had just barely lived, with .5 health remaining, and he looked up weakly fron his position against the tree. Everything was blurry, but he could tell things were burning. There was smoke and dust everywhere, but he didn't see either one of the players from earlier. His mind and body, unable to support his being awake any longer, blanked out, leaving him on the ground, battered, bruised, and nearly dead.