The Trails Of Ididrealphobia.rpg-board.net

"Sorry, I was playing call of duty modern warfare 2, then i had dinner, then i played call of duty modern warfare 2, and then i worked out how ya been?"

suddenly when u look the man bursts into a stream of data, and a few viruses are realased. about 8 of them, they then surround you.

-trails after the man- "Yo! I'm talking to you!"

noki

the man as you near him bursts and becomes 8 viruses.


best and desouyer


1 of the viruses charges out with its fangs at the ready to bite and infest you.

"Oh... Shit." -swipes at the nearest virus with my claws- "Shitshitshit... I can't believe im not caring for my friends right now..."

Destroyer9000 wrote:

"Sorry, I was playing call of duty modern warfare 2, then i had dinner, then i played call of duty modern warfare 2, and then i worked out how ya been?"

((CoD MoW is what this scene will be inspired by))

Tarsonis walked into the thread-subway and reloaded his machine gun. Today would be a good noob-killing spree. The noobs had taken over realphobia, and needed to be put down. Today, a noob gathering was taking place, where all the noobs would shout ways to create a gateway before the 10th minute of a starcraft game.

The subway was empty, and it would be 30 seconds before arrival. When the train stopped, Tarsonis positioned himself by the door and waited for it to open. When it did, a wave of machine gun bullets streaked through the air and cut down dozens of noobs. Screaming persisted, and cries to the noob god 'Blizzard Tech Support' were heard.
"I'm too low level to die!" Was the main cry.

As the last of the remaining noobs rushed out of the subway, Ta]R[SoNiS necrod the dead thread they were talking in. Soon, cyberzombies arose, grabbing whatever guns and sticks they could, tearing the room apart for chair legs, assault rifles, ammo, floor tiles, and Blizzard Tech Support symbol-staffs.

-continues clawing at the viruses- "DAAAMNNN YOU TAARRRR!!!!"

"Sir, in another thread, 8 viruses have engaged some random people." A cyborg said.
"Well, then." Tarsonis replied, throwing a backpack into the subway.
"Toodeloo, viruses."
"Umm... Sir... you do realize there were non-noobs in that station, right?"
"There were? Whoops."

Seconds later, the thread train stopped and exploded in the station with the viruses.

666 continues to chase the person down the Dark Street, waiting on Hinaoki to stop him from the other side.

-The explosion blasts me through three threads- "Owch..."

"O-Okay," after a brief moment of slowness, being immobilized for a moment, she focuses and quickly goes off to the other side. She steps in front of the individual with a large thump, and leaves no room for running away.

"Can we help you?" she asks, sneering.

666 comes up to him, one of his multiple guns pointed at him. "Identify yourself. I have yet to see you in this forum."

"I'm sure we can help, if you identify yourself, of course." She smiles, and takes a knife with a rope tied onto it out from the satchel she wore at her side.

to all.

as the fighting continues a wierd vibe flies threw the air. and all the viruses begin to gather. they gather around a man in robes darker then shadows and faces cannot be seen at all. he seems to be the ring leader.

guy: i see you all havnt changed...we will meet again soon, or not....... he then burtsts into a stream of data and so does all the viruses. like they where never here.

"Viruses!" Hinaoki exclaimed. "Put up our security measures; especially the firewall!" she shouted, leaving no room for discussion.

"Christ... This is worse than the eleventh Star Trek movie... And that is REALLY saying something." -I mutter irritably, getting up and dusting off myself-

"Where did those viruses come from?"

"I don't know, which is exactly why we're shielding ourselves," Hinaoki replied to Dest matter-of-factly.

*Destroyer pulled out his M14 and cocked it* "I intend to." He said in a deep, serious tone.

"Indeed." 666 said as he finished assessing all of the attacking Viruses.