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Whelp, you asked for it
Now, i feel like i've been focusing all the attention on myself, so I'll give @Angi_MSG a time to shine
It was a silent night. The ocean was calm, and the Final Hope was still.
“Sir, we’re getting massive readings underwater of drowned. They seem to be ready to attack us." a soldier said to Angi MSG, in the command center.
"Ok. We've prepared drills for this, right everyone?" Angi yelled to the soldiers.
"Yes sir!" the soldiers replied.
"Let's do this!" Angi said.
All the doors on the ship closed. Unlike wooden or iron doors, these doors were made from blocks, and were resistant to much force. Some doors remained open on the two superstructures, with soldiers armed with machine guns at the ready. Several fighters launched from the ship, hovering over the water to wait for the drowned.
Suddenly, they came. The drowned bobbed to the surface and attempted to get on the deck, but to no avail. The fighter craft and the soldiers released a hail of bullets into the water, killing many of the drowned before they even had a chance to fight back. Some lucky drowned were spared from the bullets killing their comrades and there tridents at the soldiers. Expecting this, some soldiers came out with riot shields and the tridents simply bounced off. Some tridents were thrown at the VTOLs hovering in the air, but most were unharmed. One VTOL was struck in the propeller. The damaged VTOL spiraled down, but before it could crash into the water, the pilot ejected and his seat landed on the top of the main superstructure, several soldiers coming up and giving their friend a hand. But eventually, the drowned made it onto the deck, only to sheer numbers. The hovering VTOLs started to run out of ammo and fuel, and they headed off to a nearby airstrip to land and hopefully return during the day. The soldiers with machine guns started to get overrun, and the soldiers headed inside for safety. Before the doors closed, a few drowned got in, but soldiers at the door were ready for this and quickly killed them off. The doors rumbled shut as the drowned pounded their fists on the doors, to no avail.
"Sir, suns not going to come up for a long time. We don't have long until the drowned find a way in." a soldier reported.
"Lemme take a look from the top." Angi said.
Angi and her soldiers took the elevator up the main superstructure. Taller and steeper than any other side of the ship, the drowned were incapable of climbing, and as they expected, Angi and her forces were met with a cool ocean breeze. Angi looked out over the ship and was surprise by what she saw. Drowned were swarming all over the ship, on the turrets, on the railings, everywhere.
"We have enough ammo to take them all out, but don't have enough guns to get all of the ammo out in time to save the ship. And we could evacuate the ship via submarine, but that would take too long." a technician told Angi.
"Health pots." Angi said.
"What?" the technician replied.
"We use the health pots!" Angi said.
"Thank goodness Bop sent that shipment of cauldrons filled with healing potions. Make lingering potions, and load them into machine guns. All soldiers are to be called to the top of both superstructures and are to be armed with their health-potion machine guns. Got it?" Angi told their second in command.
"You're a genius." the second-in-command replied as he relayed orders to the crew. In the medical bay, the soldiers went to work making lingering potions and loading them into machine guns.
The drowned were pounding on everything. The floor, the doors, the walls, everything. Suddenly, a hail of healing lingering potions landed on the swarm of drowned. Some of the drowned died within seconds, some tried to get away, taking heavy damage. The soldiers fired lingering potions everywhere, killing many drowned. The drowned, retreated to the front and the back of the ships. The doors opened, and soldiers rushed out, firing their weapons, and killing even more drowned. Terrified and scared, the drowned fled into the water like little babies, swimming away as fast as they could.
Angi watched all this from the observation tower. A boom echoed as a ghost fireball struck the superstructure. A ghost flew in, and Liteboy90 jumped from it and onto the superstructure. Angi fired bullets at Liteboy, but he simply deflected some and dodged with his golden sword. Then, Angi threw a smoke grenade, which Liteboy thought was a real grenade and ran for cover. But then, a giant smoke screen filled the area. Liteboy, without a mask, coughed and wheezed, then suddenly, Angi was upon Liteboy, slashing him with cuts from his diamond sword. Lite boy tried to block and dodge, but he was too busy coughing and wheezing. By the time the ocean breeze had blown away the smoke, Liteboy was on his knees.
“Whelp.” Angi said.
“Blueberry pancakes are best.” Liteboy said as Angi dealt one last bow to Liteboy.
Now, i feel like i've been focusing all the attention on myself, so I'll give @Angi_MSG a time to shine
It was a silent night. The ocean was calm, and the Final Hope was still.
“Sir, we’re getting massive readings underwater of drowned. They seem to be ready to attack us." a soldier said to Angi MSG, in the command center.
"Ok. We've prepared drills for this, right everyone?" Angi yelled to the soldiers.
"Yes sir!" the soldiers replied.
"Let's do this!" Angi said.
All the doors on the ship closed. Unlike wooden or iron doors, these doors were made from blocks, and were resistant to much force. Some doors remained open on the two superstructures, with soldiers armed with machine guns at the ready. Several fighters launched from the ship, hovering over the water to wait for the drowned.
Suddenly, they came. The drowned bobbed to the surface and attempted to get on the deck, but to no avail. The fighter craft and the soldiers released a hail of bullets into the water, killing many of the drowned before they even had a chance to fight back. Some lucky drowned were spared from the bullets killing their comrades and there tridents at the soldiers. Expecting this, some soldiers came out with riot shields and the tridents simply bounced off. Some tridents were thrown at the VTOLs hovering in the air, but most were unharmed. One VTOL was struck in the propeller. The damaged VTOL spiraled down, but before it could crash into the water, the pilot ejected and his seat landed on the top of the main superstructure, several soldiers coming up and giving their friend a hand. But eventually, the drowned made it onto the deck, only to sheer numbers. The hovering VTOLs started to run out of ammo and fuel, and they headed off to a nearby airstrip to land and hopefully return during the day. The soldiers with machine guns started to get overrun, and the soldiers headed inside for safety. Before the doors closed, a few drowned got in, but soldiers at the door were ready for this and quickly killed them off. The doors rumbled shut as the drowned pounded their fists on the doors, to no avail.
"Sir, suns not going to come up for a long time. We don't have long until the drowned find a way in." a soldier reported.
"Lemme take a look from the top." Angi said.
Angi and her soldiers took the elevator up the main superstructure. Taller and steeper than any other side of the ship, the drowned were incapable of climbing, and as they expected, Angi and her forces were met with a cool ocean breeze. Angi looked out over the ship and was surprise by what she saw. Drowned were swarming all over the ship, on the turrets, on the railings, everywhere.
"We have enough ammo to take them all out, but don't have enough guns to get all of the ammo out in time to save the ship. And we could evacuate the ship via submarine, but that would take too long." a technician told Angi.
"Health pots." Angi said.
"What?" the technician replied.
"We use the health pots!" Angi said.
"Thank goodness Bop sent that shipment of cauldrons filled with healing potions. Make lingering potions, and load them into machine guns. All soldiers are to be called to the top of both superstructures and are to be armed with their health-potion machine guns. Got it?" Angi told their second in command.
"You're a genius." the second-in-command replied as he relayed orders to the crew. In the medical bay, the soldiers went to work making lingering potions and loading them into machine guns.
The drowned were pounding on everything. The floor, the doors, the walls, everything. Suddenly, a hail of healing lingering potions landed on the swarm of drowned. Some of the drowned died within seconds, some tried to get away, taking heavy damage. The soldiers fired lingering potions everywhere, killing many drowned. The drowned, retreated to the front and the back of the ships. The doors opened, and soldiers rushed out, firing their weapons, and killing even more drowned. Terrified and scared, the drowned fled into the water like little babies, swimming away as fast as they could.
Angi watched all this from the observation tower. A boom echoed as a ghost fireball struck the superstructure. A ghost flew in, and Liteboy90 jumped from it and onto the superstructure. Angi fired bullets at Liteboy, but he simply deflected some and dodged with his golden sword. Then, Angi threw a smoke grenade, which Liteboy thought was a real grenade and ran for cover. But then, a giant smoke screen filled the area. Liteboy, without a mask, coughed and wheezed, then suddenly, Angi was upon Liteboy, slashing him with cuts from his diamond sword. Lite boy tried to block and dodge, but he was too busy coughing and wheezing. By the time the ocean breeze had blown away the smoke, Liteboy was on his knees.
“Whelp.” Angi said.
“Blueberry pancakes are best.” Liteboy said as Angi dealt one last bow to Liteboy.
