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Jan 13, 2010 17:42

[The dream takes place in a ditch near a forest somewhere in France. Donny is there, though he is not alone. A wave of Nazis is coming towards the ditch on all sides. They shoot at Donny, but it is his dream so they all have terrible aim and miss him.]

You're goin' down, you motherfuckers!

[He, on the other hand, has great aim and a gun that never ( Read more... )

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sitaronthewater January 14 2010, 20:14:46 UTC

Okay, what about this drea- WOAH! Lots of guns. He seems to be on the sidelines, though, at least, but he is not okay with all this fighting. This is so not his favourite dream.

And then the last one falls, and he steps out a little bit. "Uh." Because that really seems to sum up everything.

thebearjew January 15 2010, 05:17:17 UTC

[Donny takes aim at Demyx and is about to pull the trigger before realizing - whoops, that guy's not in a Nazi uniform.]

...You a hostage or something?

sitaronthewater January 18 2010, 02:14:55 UTC

No, he is definitely NOT in a Nazi uniform. Although his hooded coat probably isn't that much better for showing his innocence. "Hostage? No. Where is this place?"

starofterra January 15 2010, 04:28:33 UTC

[From the location to the uniform on her back to the shotgun in her hands, everything about this situation is foreign to Ariel, but somehow, it just feels right. Maybe it's the continuous onslaught of enemies and the bullets whizzing past her head, but for the first time since arriving in the City, she feels a sense of clarity. She doesn't enjoy killing, and avoids it when she can help it, but fighting is familiar. It’s all she knows, really. Almost methodically, she takes aim at the Nazis as they run toward her, taking them down one by one. This old relic of a gun is nothing like the one in her apartment, with its incendiary rounds and kinetic stabilizers, but it seems to have just as abundant a supply of ammunition, and she's grateful for that.]

You bastards just don't know when to quit, do you?

[As the next wave approaches, she pulls out a pistol, slipping the shotgun's sling over her shoulder. She fires a few rapid shots, then ducks, scanning her surroundings for a better vantage point. Deciding it'd be better to take her ( ... )

thebearjew January 15 2010, 05:22:50 UTC

[Well, there was something he didn't see every day. Even when he was dreaming, there usually weren't random chicks with guns shooting down the Nazis with him. Not that he objected to it, he was just confused. He walks up to her, machine gun still ready to go in case anyone jumps out at them.]

They don't stop without a couple of bullets to motivate 'em.