As the smoke began to clear from the room, there appear not a man alive. There in the center of the room layed a troll, a twisted grin still on his face, blood splattering all over him and the floor. Bodies of foes around him. A mg42 layed under one hand, its barrel glowing. A gernade launcher in his other hand.
A crew slowly began moving in, a crew of troops attempting to kill this troll. Stunned that he was already 'dead', they began to secure the area.. Only to have a large GMC bulldog crash through the wall, no driver in it, blocking their access to the trolls body, as he suddenly jumps moving into the vehical, like he knew it was going to happen.
Because, indeed he did know. Flamburge was just like that. He would often pull this sort of stunt, or similar such things, using his technomancy powers, as he bursts out another wall in the armored transporter. The crew, stunned by this begins to get to their senses just a moment too late, a small explosive device detonating behind him.
But he wasn't out of the woods yet, oh no. The crew had more friends with them, that began to chase the troll. Controlling the vehical in AR, while, he moved to the back of the van, He loaded his gernade launcher.. "Suck on this!" he shouts out, bombing the vehicals behind him with grease gernades. This was Flamburg, the demolitionist troll. A beast of a man, who often would solve most of his problems by punching into its freeking face.
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Dust kicked open the door to the cabin as ghouls began rushing him from outside the cabin. It had went bad, real bad. The girl he was with suddenly surged, and her personality changed. Whats more she was a blood sucking vampire. Even worse, is she got real ugly.
Pulling out his trusty lever action shotgun, he began blowing bits and pieces off the ghouls, "Ugh, what a mess. Just wanted a little quite time with my gal on a cabin by the lake. Was that too much to ask?" He mused to himself, switching to his chain saw to strike against the ghouls. Thats when she came, throwing out her curses and magical hoohexes.
Her magic gripped his mind, and his body, attempting to force him to submit to her. But he was too willful and full of himself. Instead he cut off her ability to control him, by forcing a higher power into play, Pain. And with that he brought his chainsaw to his own hand. Screaming loudly he charged his former girl, the vampire who was summoning the ghouls.
A Mighty swing he brought his chainsaw against her belly, slicing and ripping. Crying out she screamed "I thought the good guys couldn't ever strike a woman!" and to which he replied, burying the chainsaw into her chest. "Good.. bad.. I'm just the guy with the chainsaw."