I am going to try implementing music for specific events! For those of you interested, let the following song in the spoiler play until hostilities cease. Listening to these is not mandatory! If you wish to read in silence or with your own music playing, feel free to ignore the suggested tracks. pistolero
, especially when any one of his shots could find her head once again. The first she took was enough to disorient her severely, and she wasn't entirely certain she could withstand another.
She doffed her cap, tensed, then flung it towards the right. Sniper reflexively tracked it for the merest half-second, and had already realized his mistake when Eirin dashed out from the left, shotgun aimed his way. He flung himself aside rather than chance taking another of the hellishly painful blasts to the chest, but no rounds came for him; Eirin had been satisfied merely suppressing him with the threat of attack. He swiftly rose, muttering a curse, and scoped in on Eirin as she continued sprinting. The moment before he pulled the trigger, she dropped into a slide any baseball player could be proud of, kicking up dirt as she slid behind cover. Soon as she came to rest, she scrambled upright and vaulted over the wall as Sniper slotted another round, the doctor well aware that letting the mercs zero in on her position would be a fatal mistake.
Spy, seeing her attention off him, risked leaving concealment and ran directly for her, his handcannon kicking back hard with every pull of the trigger. Yet, even as bullets blew holes all around Eirin as she blitzed towards Sniper, her face was the encyclopedic definition of calm. She flung herself down hard behind the latest wall in her path, the obstruction angled perfectly to hide her from everyone.
"I said suppress!
" Spy shouted, his ire growing as he poured fire onto Eirin's position, carefully spacing his shots out.
Sniper scowled fiercely as he glanced at his nearby teammates, currently engaging in the time-honored pursuit of heatedly debating each other's parentage. "Demo, catch!" he shouted, pulling his SMG out and flinging it at them; Demoman's lack of depth-perception chose now to strike, in addition to the weapon itself slapping him across the face. While it had been admittedly unintentional, Sniper couldn't help but cackle as he scoped back in on Eirin, satisfied that vengeance for the pan he took to the face had finally been delivered.
As Demoman clutched at his face, Sekibanki scooped the weapon up and got a tentative grip on it. Her face lit up as she hefted the weapon. "Why did you give us this?" she shouted over the gunfire.
"You need it more than I do!" Sniper replied, his rifle spitting another round Eirin's way. "Now move up, you stupid buggers!"
"Right! Let's clobber 'er good!" Demoman yelled, before charging ahead with all the care one would expect from a drunk, pan-wielding cyclops. Balancing the risk of being shot versus the risk of having no one else around to be shot for her if she let him rush off on his own and get blasted, Sekibanki grumbled wordlessly as she gave chase.
Eirin hunched down, back against the wall as she counted Spy and Sniper's gunshots. Their fire was slow yet rhythmic, countless hours of battlefield experience ensuring they covered each other with ease. The two expertly compensated for each other's downtimes, leaving her with a terribly small window of opportunity to move. She grimaced as she took stock of her options.
"Oh, what the hell," she murmured.
She spun out of cover immediately after Sniper's latest shot, shotgun at ready, and unloaded a barrel his way; the shot merely clipped him instead of scoring a full hit, but it still sent him spinning to the ground once again. She swiveled towards Spy, his bullets flying fast and true, and, even as she jerked back from a pair of rounds striking her in the chest and shoulder, she fired. The shot took him full in the belly, lifting him off the ground and through the air until his charge was arrested by a wall. He slumped down, the fight taken out of him.
And then the others were on her.
Demoman leapt for the doctor, pan held high, gleaming teeth contrasting against dark skin. Eirin swung to face him and took one precise step back, her free hand flying back to her quiver, and she smoothly withdrew an arrow that flashed brightly the moment her hand closed around it. A sidestep carried Demoman past her, and she jammed the arrow directly into the Scot's remaining eyeball before just as swiftly jerking it loose.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAGH," he screamed, tripping over his own feet and rolling across the floor. He had been in too many fights to stay down for long, however, and he came back up swinging blindly all around him. "WHY IS IT ALWAYS ME EYES? AAAAAA-"
Eirin silenced him with a careless swing of her shotgun, smashing him across the face with the barrel. As he dropped, Sekibanki's headless body charged in, spraying SMG rounds in Eirin's general direction and accomplishing damned little but making Eirin jump as the inaccurate fire whistled past. Sekibanki's head, meanwhile, was flying in from behind Eirin, keeping close to the ground. The doctor was about to retreat when the head reached her, and she loosed a surprised shriek as youkai jaws clamped onto her calf.
"OM NOM NOM!" Sekibanki growled out between every bite, working up Eirin's leg with each successive chomp. When her SMG ran out of rounds, the body threw the weapon at Eirin and missed spectacularly.
"Off me, get off!" Eirin yelped, hopping back on one foot and wildly kicking the other; Sekibanki's teeth proved well up to the task of holding on as she chewed away, despite Eirin's vigorous protests. Her assault progressed admirably up to the point Eirin remembered she had a sharp object in hand, and then the doctor stabbed her through one ear and out the other. She immediately wrenched the arrow back out, completing the brutally efficient motion.
"M-muh brain," Sekibanki moaned, her voice thick and slurred as head and body both fell limp.
Eirin, eyes ablaze with battle-rage, cast her eyes about for her last target.
The barest moment too late, she realized her error.
While she had managed to take out everyone who had closed in with her, they had kept her mostly stationary; if there was one thing a self-respecting Sniper could not abide, it was a motionless target with its head intact.
The report of a rifle split the air.
The round smashed into her forehead, bounced around inside her skull, and tore out through the back of her head. Her eyes crossed as she stiffened up and, after several seconds of paralyzed agony, tipped over.
The last man standing hocked a gob of spit onto the floor. "Thanks for standing still, wanker," Sniper growled.
Five minutes later, the mercs had recovered enough to the point they could all stand without immediately tipping over. Spy dusted his suit off, his posture crooked as he still felt the side-effects of that shotgun blast. Sniper's gait could charitably be called gimpy as he retrieved his hat. Demoman and Sekibanki were clinging to each other like matching bouys in a hurricane, feeling the worst of everyone present.
It was fortunate for everyone involved that Eirin had decided to tone her attack down, else they would likely be dead instead of merely wishing they were. The Scot's eye was perfectly intact, thanks to whatever magic Eirin had used to dampen her weaponry's lethality, but he still kept it screwed tightly shut because getting stabbed in the eye was incredibly painful.
They all made their way to Eirin's body, staring down at the defeated doctor. Her eyes were crossed and glazed over, and a sizable welt on her forehead was the only sign of what had hit her. The occasional twitch was the only thing that betrayed consciousness.
Spy took her hat and tucked it away inside his suit. "Medic will appreciate this, I am sure."
Sniper claimed his prizes in the form of Eirin's bow and quiver, wielding the equipment with the kind of ease that only comes from knowing he could consistently put an arrow through a man's head in close combat situations. He also made sure to stuff his SMG back into his jacket, although the combined weight of all his weaponry made him stoop over.
Demoman stole her shotgun and ammo, hiding the pan away somewhere on his person in favor of his prize. He patted the barrel affectionately. "I ain't normally a shotgunny type o' man, but I think you'll be a good girl for me 'til I can hand you off, eh?"
Sekibanki weaved drunkenly from side to side as she made her way to the briefcase. She picked it up and hoisted it overhead with a triumphant cheer of "Victory!" She looked around in anticipation, still holding the case up, and held that pose for a good ten seconds before she drooped. "...Isn't something supposed to happen once we grab this?"
"Assuming things work the same way here as back home, we need to return to where we started," Spy said, taking a well-earned smoke break. "Which means the bookstore, presumably."
"So, uh, how are we getting back?"
Demoman raised a hand.
"You don't get a vote!" Sekibanki said, reflexively cringing at the thought of another sticky-jump.
"Didja not see the lab full of metal bits?" Demoman asked, completely ignoring her.
"What does that have to do with anything?"
Spy cleared his throat. "Demoman means to say that we can resupply our ammo with metal scrap. All we need do is jam some into our weapons."
Sekibanki stared blankly at him. "...How does that even work?
"Do not ask."
Sniper acquired: The Lunarian Longbow! Hand-carved from the branches of a great tree in the Lunar Capital's royal gardens, this weapon has served Eirin well for countless years. It shoots straight and true with no dropoff, but needs more time to draw back. It also makes a handy bludgeon!
Medic acquired: The Nurse's Nightcap! Tired of your patients whining about 'bullet wounds' or 'malpractice'? Get in touch with your feminine side with this headgear! For best results, one should also equip the Nurse's Nightgown. With the full set, your patients will be too amazed (horrified) by your stunning (disgusting) appearance to complain about anything ever again!
Scout acquired: The Surgeon's Shotgun! Despite the name, this gun does not actually shoot medicine. What it does
do is make your enemies need a surgeon in the first place! In that regard, it's an excellent medical tool.
Demoman: Lightly Wounded (Lethal Damage) Critical (Stun Damage)
Sniper: Severely Wounded (Lethal Damage), Severely Wounded (Stun Damage)
Sekibanki: Lightly Wounded (Lethal Damage) Critical (Stun Damage)
Spy: Lightly Wounded (Lethal Damage) Wounded (Stun Damage) Note: Stun damage recedes over time, unlike lethal damage. Taking too much stun damage will impair teammates, making them more susceptible to lethal damage.
Briefcase acquired! While the group's goal is now to escape Eientei, how should they return to the village once they are clear of the building?
[X] SUPER STICKY JUMP PART TWO: THE STICKY JUMP STRIKES BACK
[X] Hoof it on foot; after all this chaos, tearing through the skies in a screaming pile of madness will only attract unwanted attention.
Since this is going to be the last story post before a new thread, I'll just get some questions I missed earlier out of the way now! >>181215
I'm afraid I'm too busy running Mann Co. to make any appearances here! Besides, it's not my job! >>181139 >campaign too long
It's either that or too little, and I think I'd prefer having more action instead of less! However, this mission will be coming to a close shortly, so your heart is going to get a break from all this pulse-pounding excitement. >>181226
You see what happens when you ignore my warnings? I had to enter the message for him afterward, onomatopoeia and all. >>181245
The kind that keeps his language strictly PG-13, that's who!