Darkwind - Viewing Topic: Travels of a Gang called Cake

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"Man, getting a buzzer in Elms has been a godsend. We can fight 2,3 cars at a time and laugh at there puny bullets!", JageBomb chortled as he shoved the max HMG/MMG reloads in the boot. Wheelman looked over the shiny behemoth. "Just cleaned is Sir, but I wanted to make a suggestion." "Go on," Jagebomb waved at hime absently, barely listening. He was the leader of Cake or Death, and he was a youngin' at 19, promoted by pure chance when the last leader died in a tragic mishap. "Well, sir, in a Buzzer it's a good idea to have at least 10 inches on top and bottom sir. We only have 7." Wheelman was a seasoned driver for the gang, and had driven a variety of cars. "Nah, we'll be good! Outside of a few HR and MR bearing cars, not much in Elms can touch us." They loaded up and rolled out, finding the Snow Snipes 8 miles north of town. It was a sandy, dune laden area, with a Duelist, a Kern and a Sidewinder as opponets. "Sir, three tangos behind us and closing!" "Lot's of rockets!" They set speed to 40 and rolled forward. The Sidewinder struck first, and impossibly lucky shot from 105M with a RL, direct hit to the roof. "Report!" Barked Jagebomb, drawing a bead on the Sidewinder as it got within his range. "Down to 5 inches on top, sir!" "Return fire!" he shouted, opening up the MMG as the rookie gunner did the same with the HMG. Sidewinder went down after a few brief exchanges, but the Duellist was there to take it's place. More rounds were exchanged, and eventually Jage's gun ran dry. "Only two left, and rears are dry, flip it and use the front!" He yelled, swiveling in the captains chair to the front guns. As they turned to engage, the Duellist put an MR in the Roof. They were feeling the heat now. "3 Inches on top, Sir!" Wheelman shouted, frantically spinning the Buzzers wheel to line up the front guns on the Duellist. As they lined up the Duellist, the Kern cam roaring over the hill. "Second car, 3 O Clock!" Jage made his first mistake : "Ignore it! We can take the hits, kill the Duellist first" A risky gambit, and would have been fine, but the Duellist bucked so under MMG/HMG fire that it was spiining like a top and they weren't getting any breaches. Meanwhile, the Kern had gotten behind them and was eliminating what little rear armor Buzzer had left. Stress was at an all time high. With moments to spare, the Duellist was breached and the crew had surrendered. Just the Kern left. Wheelman slammed the braked, forcing the Kern to swerve to the side. As it did, it fired an MR from it's side......Right in to the remaining top armor."1 inch left on top, Jage" Wheelman shouted as the Rookie gunner tore up the Kern.

"Jage?"

Wheelman chanced a glance over, and saw Jage holding his own arm, a look a horror on his face as his own blood pooled in his lap. "You good, sir?" "I'm sure I'm going to be fine," He said calmly, as his eyes rolled back and he stopped breathing. The Kern had demo'd, and the loot was good, but it had been a heavy price to pay.

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Posted Dec 22, 2015, 6:53 pm

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Nope... No Cake.

Where can a bloke find a bakery around this joint?

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Posted Dec 22, 2015, 11:54 pm

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"Only baking we do has nothing to do with flour", Crocodile, the newest leader, giggled. "Boys, keep the windows rolled up and pass the goods!

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Posted Dec 23, 2015, 6:23 pm