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Threat Assessment

By Sarina342
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Sarina342Natsu   276d ago
Rampant AI

[Google-Font] [Google-Font] The heavy rain that poured down from above was everything she could have wanted. Lower visibility and an open space was a setup for her own playing field. Piercing purple eyes scanned the area through her binoculars. Another small squad of men making their way forward and splitting apart. Bunching up had been what led to the first squad being picked off with two shots. Sure two or three were still writhing on the ground, but the caliber used meant that they’d been more than clipped. When gunfire erupted towards her area atop the building, she’d quickly shuffled back. A quick movement and a red canister was activated and thrown over the edge. The incendiary ignited and as she’d figured, the machine gun fire stopped. The girl peered through her scope while she ran and searched. Blind gunfire peppered near her and caused her to wince as a stray bullet tore through her shoulder. A clap like thunder reverberated and shook the rain from the rifle and herself in a split second, giving the visual like she’d had a shield coating her. The steam from a recently used machine gun barrel in such cold temperatures was easily noticed. At least, to an overly-keen eye it would’ve been. Once more the girl had moved to the edge of the building. They’d made more than enough distance now and she’d giggled to herself at movement near the center. One was trying to drag another who’d previously been wounded. Her head tilted before she adjusted her glasses. The man dragging the other wore a patch on either bicep to mark they were a medic. Muttering to herself, she was about to turn and change positions before she’d stopped. Eyes narrowing, she turned and aimed through her rifles’ scope. Frayed stitching, the cross not raised, streak marks in the middle. The report of her rifle sounded again to put the first man out of his misery, and gave the fraud a quick death. She’d quickly peered over the edge and cursed seeing the last man scuttle into a broken window at the first floor. They had to reach the third floor before roof-access would be an option. Her decision was quick and timed with the sound of thunder rumbling. The quick-release strap of her rifle was used at the rappel rope, swinging herself over the edge and slamming through the window below her. She’d tumbled only a moment before she was on her feet. Shaking herself to rid glass from her body, and ignoring the minor scrapes and cuts she’s taken at her face, her next plan was put forward.  The soldiers were noisy and overly thorough. Every door opened was followed by a quick [i “Clear!”] before they’d moved on. An iron lug knocked from its spot and a twist of the barrel to get it loose. This long barrel would not be needed for the next part of her plan. Though she did know it’d make a great melee weapon if she needed. Clicking the shorter barrel into place, she’d stood and tapped the lug back into place before she’d moved to the end of the hall near the stairway. The bootsteps were easily heard. Soft voices weren’t enough to hide them from her. But soon she could hear them but she’d started to move. Slow and steady strides, moving her legs out a bit more to meet each one. A quick turn to the left and she would kick the door open, but instead she listened. Boot to door on the floor beneath her was all she needed to reassure herself. The girl couldn’t hold her smirk at bay as she readied her rifle. Just when the man yelled [i “Clear!”], the ceiling above him cracked. The sound of men yelling [i “Jesus christ!”] or [i “What the fuck was that?!”] made her giggle. They’d soon received the same treatment as she’d fired through the floor.  Boots quickly running up the stairway was all that made her retreat while she’d reload. She opened a door and slammed it shut before she’d reload. Bolt back, catching the brass so it didn’t ping on the floor she sat on. Removing the magazine and delicately replacing it with a new one, gentle as if this rifle were her own child. [i [size20 “The bastard went into that room! Clear it out!”]] The sergeant yelled just as the walls and door were lit up with gunfire. A girl’s scream was heard when the man kicked the door open and tossed a flash grenade inside.  [Courgette [size20 “F-Fucking assholes!”]] She screamed out just before the men pushed inside and aimed their rifles forward… To an empty office room that was now splintered by bullets.  [Courgette [size20 “Stu~pid id-i-ots~.”]] The girl cooed at them before she fired. Blood spattered the wall behind the men as the bullet tore through the first three and lodged into the sergeant’s shoulder. He didn’t get time to react to the sudden death of his men or the new wound as the wall opened up. A small detonation and the girl ran into the room. The man couldn’t get his pistol from its holster in time to stop the girl from swiping her arm out, knocking him back out the door with the use of the heavier long barrel. A soft whine came from her as she would rub her shoulder.  [Courgette [size20 “Man… that’s going to be a pain to get out of there.”]] She huffed, wagging the rifle barrel. A scratch to her cheek made her tense before her eyes narrowed. The sergeant had managed to grab his pistol. Though she stepped closer when he’d go to fire another round at her. The click that followed made her giggle to herself.  [Courgette [size20 “Ouchie. Should really be careful there sir. All that gunk you drudged through out there could’ve made that jam worse. Because I mean, a barrel jammed with… debris!...”]] The girl lunged forward, using the momentum and her own strength to shove the barrel into the man’s chest. Reaching down, she slowly pulled him so she could lean him against the wall. His wheezing breaths causing her shudder while she’d unsling her rifle. Collapsing it’s stick, she’d turn it to grasp the short barrel and continue her point. [Courgette [size20 “...Would only lead to a possible backfire of your weapon. And you really must be kind to them. They’re your best friend on the battlefield after all. Isn’t that right my dear lovely Hina~?”]]  She giggled as she swayed in place. But before the man could try to speak up, his eyes widened as she’d swing the rifle. The collapsed stock acted as a battering ram to shove the long barrel through the man’s chest properly, the wall behind him cracking. She hummed to herself now as she leaned down to grip the barrel and tug. But she grumbled and tugged as best she could before planting both feet on the back wall. Another firm pull and she tumbled back with an “Eep!” before righting herself. While she dusted her clothes, a crackling made her tilt her head and step forward to the corpse. Plucking the radio from the man’s him, she lifted it towards her mouth. Clearing her throat, she humming a moment before pressing the button. [Courgette [size20 “Mic check, one~ two~? Hello dear idiots who have the nerve to interrupt my work. I’d just like to tell ya, that it’s not very nice. You don’t see me wandering around to keep you from doing-... Er, well killing you when you’re trying to kill me doesn’t count right? Anyway~, let me just tell ya that if you interrupt me or any of my partners, the same thing will happen like it did today. This is the ever wonderful cleaner Natsu, signing off.”]] She nodded her head before moving her thumb from the button. Though her smile waved as she felt the sweat start to develop and her face flustered at the voice that followed.  [Teko [size30 “...Natsu, you poor precious idiot. Didja have that written down or something? Oh! No you always did love being dramatic. Remember how you’d always act out your favorite romance scenes from-”]] Natsu screamed and quickly threw the radio out the window in front of her, as if anyone was there to listen. Huffing, she grabbed “Hina” and went to work. Soon the girl was adjusting her cloak and heading out into the rain to gather again, and once she had what she wanted, the cleaner would quickly head off into the forest. The new name patches she carried would certainly gain attention with her commander… hopefully.
Sarina342Harmony   180d ago
Rampant AI

[Google-Font] [Google-Font] An afternoon cart ride was a great idea, least until the pair started to have a silly spat on who might be best. [i “I am able to know them better, and I have most of the time so-“] and Sherbet would interrupt her with [i “Well I’ve been learning so maybe I should be given the chance this time.”] and so on. They’d left her new friend and the rude chubby man back at the town where they still waited papers to pass. Here she was able to go about letting her tail show as well as unclamp her muzzle a bit.  Humming an old shanty she remembered while she looked over the muzzle that rested on her chest. She’d kept it because it felt cool to wear and to keep, at least that’s what she’d tell herself. For their safety as well. So that they could have a way to keep her from taking a chunk out of them were she to lose herself again. Her fingers moved into the slots and gently gripped. Flashes on when she was lost flickered through her head.  [Special+Elite [#ad1711 “The glowing one may still fear you… Butcher…”]] That voice hissed in her brain. Her instincts, the part of her that knew the blood that ran through her. The blood of an apex predator, unmatched for thousands of years. The fear she remembered in Vela’s face and mannerism. The man was obviously hard to tell if you weren’t close but she knew the signs. A body tensed and ready to flee or dart towards the nearest weapon. A harpoon slamming into her shoulder. Knives thrown in an attempt to stop her… a stone, thrown at her right eye that nearly blinded her. A stone that was thrown by a child who looked at her and called her a- [Special+Elite [#ad1711 [center [b “Mon-ster”]]]] The cart suddenly lurching up and the sound of a horse’s neighing brought her back to reality. Her fingers were bleeding as she’d gripped the edges so tightly it cut into them. Quickly shaking her head to clear it, she pulled her fingers away to quickly wrap them before peeking out the wagon. Her head between the pair as she’d tilt it. Seemed like they’d come to a stop near a bridge, but the horse refused to move. That’s when she tensed and sniffed at the air. There was a different scent. It was usual to her but this one was… denser. [Edu+NSW+ACT+Foundation [size22 [#2b559e “One moment Madam Chara, Sherbet. I’ll tend to this and bring us a nice meal.”]]] She smiled, teasing them both before she hopped out of the wagon. When she noticed Vela about to follow, she waved a hand. [Edu+NSW+ACT+Foundation [size22 [#2b559e “I’ve got it. Besides, I doubt you’d do any good in the water anyway. You’d be a beacon for fresh glowing bacon after all.”]]] she said while wagging a finger, sticking out her ever bioluminescent pink tongue before turning.  [i “I trust that’s true, but you best be careful! Don’t need me to save you again do ya?”] The Callisto chided her now, the demi giving a slight huff as she moved into the mangrove trees by the bridge. That’s when they saw each other. Faintly glowing pint eyes towards predatory olive green eyes. Saltwater, but obviously larger than she’d seen. And much faster than she was at that moment. A massive splash of water, a yell from Harmony, and she was being pulled downstream. The young woman knew better but she’d fallen for the biggest trick. But it seems they both were in trouble as the river’s current was strong. Dumb dinosaur must’ve been wedged in a spot it felt would get creatures down stream or the edge of the water. Certainly not expecting one that would fight back so hard either. She opened her mouth as she’d adjusted. Her arm in the beast’s maw pressed on its tongue as she’d bit down. The creature's lower body was not nearly as armored as the main hide, but she still strained to tear away. It quickly let go just as the pair were pushed forward in a rush of foam.  Ten feet… that’s how far the fall was before she hit water. The armor and weight of her soaked outfit slammed against her as well, and she thanked whatever deity blessed her with her trait. Because the air was knocked from her lungs and she gulped down water. She still coughed as she pushed up to gasp for air. Though she quickly looked around as the smell of blood was thick in the air. The rush of water from beneath her was all she needed to react. Disoriented, she was only able to dodge the initial bite; but not the slam of the heavily armored tail against her side. Bones cracked and she hoped, didn’t break just yet.  Her own tail pushed and she righted herself. Each movement already ached but she’d managed to dive down in the pond they’d fallen into. The beast was hot on her heels as she propelled herself up. Much like the creature she took traits from, she’d launched herself out of the water. Those eyes of hers shimmering as pink drool joined the water that fell from her chin while she adjusted. Her cleavers were drawn as she dropped towards the open maw. But just before they met, the girl whipped her tail. The movement pushed her to the side just as she’d drive the heavy cleavers into the middle of the crocodile's maw. Cracking of bone, both from the jaw breaking and her shoulders nearly dislocating from the sudden stop. She pulled one of the cleavers away, using all her brute strength as she slammed it into the head of the monster. But it had wedged between the scutes, only locking the blade into itself. Then it rolled and her grip wasn’t nearly enough. Harmony was sent sailing through the air, wincing as she’d almost been skipped across the water before she heard a sudden crack as she came to a stop. Then it went dark. [Special+Elite [#ad1711 [center “Not yet…”]]] The demi shuddered as she came-to below the surface. The scent of blood burned her nose before she took a deep breath in, and the burning became something… intoxicating. She’d had so many fine drinks during her travels. Fine wines, aged whiskeys, spiced ales and even better rum from a cask directly from a pirate captain's flask. But this? It made her head spin for a moment before her pupils narrowed. Reaching into her side pouch, she opened the cork of one of her vials within the water. Taking a deep breath to swallow the herbs. The demi tensed as she chewed quickly to start her healing while she’d right herself in the water.She was disoriented from being dashed against a rock, and yet, she was able to focus directly on the thrashing of the wounded reptile.  [Special+Elite [#ad1711 “KILL”]] [Special+Elite [#ad1711 [right “CONSUME”]]] Harmony burst forward through the water. When the crocodile rolled once more to try to free the weapons from itself, was the exact moment Harmony struck. A quick unclasping was all it took for the heavy pan to be freed. The water seemed to boil with the momentum and rush of movement as it crashed into the cleaver that was lodged into its head. A loud crack was heard even beneath the waves as the cleaver sliced through armored scales and bone. Harmony heard muffled voices but she was distracted. Her mind, her instincts, they wanted something more. The body still twitched as she adjusted and gripped at the beast’s leg. More blood soon warmed up the water around her as she dug into her prize.  A few moments later the demihuman slowly dragged herself out of the water. Well, herself, and the remains of the large reptile. The body was almost fully intact, aside from the large chunks of flesh and bone ripped from the beast’s gullet. The girl’s maid robes tattered and torn, stained with blood. Her white hair a faint pink from being stained by the blood, her pupils returning to normal as she’d licked her lips. The pink drool still trailed from the sides of her mouth before she did her best to wipe it.  [Edu+NSW+ACT+Foundation [size22 [#2b559e “A-Ah, I am glad you two were able to follow. I um… I’ve got dinner. And I… well I can salvage the top scales and tail. The underside I cannot. But the remains of it would-”]]] Harmony trailed off now seeing her companions crossing their arms at her before she’d glance away. She knew what was coming. Her concerned ‘parents’ were about to berate her about going overboard again. But she took it, and smiled at the pats before she’d winced. It took a moment before she’d giggled softly.  [Edu+NSW+ACT+Foundation [size22 [#2b559e “Eh heh, y’see I got thrown. Aaand~...”]]] but the demihuman couldn’t finish as she careened to the side. The adrenaline brought on by her animalistic traits had its major faults. The main one? The exhaustion hit her harder than even the crocodile’s tail. But she lay in the grass before her friends, inches away from her recent kill. Sleeping like a baby as she snuggled her sheathed cleavers against herself.
Sarina342Harmony   3d ago
Rampant AI

They killed ya but I'll test here before tossing this out later


Sarina342Sarina Kozuki   3d ago
Rampant AI


Sarina342Sarina Kozuki   3d ago
Rampant AI

Sarina Kozuki

Tuck, roll, reload and ready rifle to open fire. Empty the magzine first then strike with your blade if within distance. If you haven't closed the distance, you fucked up and will be annoyed with it, for you have to reload again.

Leap, reload mid-air or after roll, keep momentum and sprint forward. Suppress with excessive fire, use the sling to extend the reach of your cleaver. 

Pull pin, count to maybe five, yeet that bitch out the window. Wait for result. If sticky grenade, beep boop the middle button, yeet before it starts to burn up in your hand. If sticky and not thrown a moment after activation… you're both really fuckin' dumb and REALLY fuckin' dead. 


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