War Time--at the Apartments

[faceless_hunger]

It's a quiet day, but that doesn't mean that it'll stay that way. Most of the hard-core warriors are off fighting a war, and the Home Team doesn't know if, at the end of the day, they'll see their comrades marching back to them, or a crowd of ravenous Magog running towards them instead

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Plasma Cannon Gunners

[faceless_hunger]

You guys have some massive firepower, but can you hit the monsters before they reach the wall? They're quick little buggers.

...God forbid they actually REACH the wall and climb up there after you.

Re: Plasma Cannon Gunners

[blowupthefloats]

Sitting up in one of the wall towers, Munch muses that the best training he could have had for sitting and waiting up here was doing stakeouts for the 1-6. The downside was that there was no Fin for him to banter back and forth with; the upside was that there was no lousy coffee - no coffee at all, actually.

As the Magog get closer, Munch starts shooting. He hopes he's a decent enough shot; this cannon is no where near similar to his service pistol.

Re: Plasma Cannon Gunners

[slightlymonkish]

But Monk's there, and that has to count for something!

He's hyperventilating and screaming and firing pretty much blindly, but... at least he's not hiding with a bucket over his head this time.

A few curses slip past his lips in the process. Monk's going a bit crazy. But it's a good kind of crazy!

Poor Munch.

Re: Plasma Cannon Gunners

[faceless_hunger]

Two of the Magog blew apart--vaporized mostly, but the rest ran and bounded over the wall. One landed on the wall RIGHT NEAR THEM, and started screeching in pain as its feet touched the stone.

Josh had blessed the entire wall earlier. They couldn get over it, but they couldn't touch it.

However, the vampire Magog was ignoring the pain and stomping towards Munch, in a blind rage because of the pain it was in.

Re: Plasma Cannon Gunners

[slightlymonkish]

OHGODWHAT.

Monk stares in sheer horror as the thing - the magog - screeches and then starts moving, coming closer and closer and--

ZAP!

Right. In. The. Face. Bitch.

Monk's proud of himself, but now he feels a bit sick.

... is it over yet?

Re: Plasma Cannon Gunners

[blowupthefloats]

Nope, 'fraid not.

"Thanks," Munch says to his fellow detective. Meantime, he's mentally cursing himself for not paying attention. Maybe it's his age catching up with him.

Re: Plasma Cannon Gunners

[faceless_hunger]

The rest leapt right over the damn wall, so plasma cannons are no longer an option or else the building and the people in it could get damaged if the men missed.

But they do both have their sidearms, and the vampire Magog have their backs turned. So long as their aim is true...

Re: Plasma Cannon Gunners

[blowupthefloats]

And Munch has always considered himself a good shot, thankyouverymuch.

He moves away from the canon and fires two shots and the closest Magog, right where the heart should be (if those things could be said to have hearts). He prefers not to shoot people in the back, even perps, but then again the Magog don't really count as "people".

He might feel better if he was packing silver bullets, though.

Re: Plasma Cannon Gunners

[slightlymonkish]

It takes a few moments for Monk to regain his bearings, but once he does he follows Munch's lead, whipping his gun out and taking careful aim.

He's as meticulous with his aim as anything else.

Minutes later, he's finally satisfied with his aim on one of the magog - the one that wouldn't. stop. moving. - and he fires.

The noise of a bullet going through a magog's head is really, really gross.

Munch can expect to be clung to and cried on as soon as this is all over.