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FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENED​
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EQUIPMENT: DC-17m | Jacen’s Second Legion Armor
LOCATION: ::Malgus - Arturius-023:: Chamber Theta-3
TAG:
CT-312 CT-312 Lirka Ka Lirka Ka The Final Omen The Final Omen
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CT-312 shouted “Get to a stable platform! Guns Up!”


Jacen required no additional urging, nor did Marc. Both of them scrambled for stable ground as the monstrous creature ripped through the walls and formed out of nothing. A bright red pulsing heart like thing in the beast tempted Jacen to shoot at it, all his holo-games told him that was the weak spot. But his smart part of his brain told him ‘no, idiot, you’re just a trooper with a blaster if you try that you will die.’

He listened to his smart brain.

“Time to leave?” Marc asked as they pressed themselves flat against the wall. Jacen looked over and nodded, before watching in quiet horror as the creature continued it’s rampaging.
Jacen tore his gaze away towards the elevator. This is death. This is how I die. He thought to himself, then turned and looked at the creature. This is certain death. Whelp.

The decision was almost made for him, and Jacen leapt across unstable ground and sprinted towards the elevator with Marc close behind him. Frantically, Jacen pushed the button to call the Turbolift
Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep the console protested with each frantic push of Jacen’s finger. “Come on come on.”
Marc started bouncing up and down, looking back over his shoulder, “Hurry. Please hurry. Get it-” “D’YA WANT TO TRY? THE BUTTON ISN’T WORKING, ASS.” Jacen snapped tearing his head over to look at Marc. “FINE THEN!” Marc roared and pulled out a short Vibroknife, jamming it into the door of the Turbolift and wrenching it open. Jacen paused for a moment and quickly joined Marc as they opened the lift. “DOOR’S OPEN TROOPERS, LET’S GO. SOME ONE ELSE KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT.”

 


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//: Jacen Breska Jacen Breska Lirka Ka Lirka Ka The Final Omen The Final Omen , OPEN //:
//: Malgus, Arturius-023 //:
//: Attire //:
//: Weapons: DLT-19, EC-17 blaster, Vibroblade Knife //:
//: OBJECTIVE 1 : Find out what happened. //:
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All of Chamber Theta-3 shook, the walls were splintering open. Moving back to the main platform where the Troopers with CT-312 entered from. The whole structure groaned and screeched as the majority of the room started to collapse on itself. ‘An arm?’ , it wasn’t . It was something made from rotting metal, bone, and flesh. It pulled itself up higher, the body of it came into view. Faces of human, alien, droid, Sith had different emotions on this….thing. Examining the abomination, CT-312 noticed a red-violet core with black ichor dripping around it.

“Hand me all your thermal detonators for explosives” CT-312 ordered the squad. They all handed over impact, incendiary grenades, and remaining thermal detonators to the Scout Trooper. “RK-1001, grab the thermal and put them around the room we’re to have to collapse this place to keep whatever that is in. Set it on a timer, 10 minutes” The Jetpack Trooper nodded, taking off with his jet pack to the sides of the room. Planting thermal detonators in the compromised structure of the walls.

“Administrator Lirka, You think you can take down this thing? Or at least buy us some time?”

Addressing the remaining Troopers, “Focus fire on the orb in the middle. Distract it!” TK-3232, MB-1882, and CC-1441 began shooting at the being. Groans, cries, screeches could be heard throughout the chamber.

CT-312 grabbed the rest of the explosives, jury-rigging some of them together. Running to the edge of the elevator lift platform they were on, the Scout placed the thermal detonators she had on her. Turning back around, arming the combined grenades. “MB-1782” tossing it to the large Trooper. With a strong throw, the grenades were flung towards the creature. Exploding as it made contact with the thing’s ‘arm’, causing the creature to buckle down from where it came.

“DOOR’S OPEN TROOPERS, LET’S GO. SOME ONE ELSE KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT KILL IT.”

“MOVE IT! LETS GO”, Yelling at the top of her lungs. RK-1001 joined back with the group, launching a rocket. Causing the creature to wail louder. Walking backwards, the group of Troopers kept firing at the amalgamation. Stopping right in front of the elevator's opening. All that was left was Administrator Lirka to make it to the lift. CT-312 looked at the Jetpack Trooper. “We’re all set, it’ll blow in 10”. She took out a remote detonator switch. Ready to detonate her thermals as soon as the Administrator entered in.

 
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