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A request from my good friend Flippedoutkyrii @ http://flippedoutkyrii.deviantart.com/
His character Amira and my N'pala.
Note here that N'pala have a new look, she is now half Viledarian and Spacewolf as before she was a human/viledarian hybrid. Long story short, her org. background story became to complex ^^;
Now ~flippedoutkyrii have written a nice little story for the picture. So read on plz :) :)
STORY TIME!
"Hold on, Friend, we're almost there."
Amira grunted in response, hobbling across the hard bedrock as they came to final stretch of the cave system. It wasn't just a maze they had to navigate, it was a deathtrap. The Viledarian menace had dug in positions at every junction in the caves, and the two girls were certain they had run into every single one of them. Amira's rifle coughed out it's last, the bolt jamming on the Viledarians green blood and eons worth of mud. Her G3A3 had proven many times before how versatile it was in every situation, dust, mud and water were no match for German engineering, but even they had their limits. A combination of gunpowder buildup, mud and all-around abuse had proven too much for the rifle as it received two consecutive jams that they simply couldn't repair at the moment. And it couldn't have happened at a less opportune time.
The aftermath was prevalent on Amira's Armor. The German kevlar went above and beyond, holding up against weaponry that the German Industry machine did not believe could exist for another thousand years. But again, they had their limits.
"Those plasma rounds hurt more then a burst of NATO cartridges." Amira muttered through bloody clenched teeth as the two kicked stray bullet casings flying.
"But on the bright side, your still alive." N'pala responded as she picked up the pace to reach the exit, Viledarian shouts and orders could be heard not far behind them. "A few broken rib and scorch marks are no biggy for you-"
"I think I twisted or fractured my ankle back there too, I can't distinguish between the two anymore." Amira admitted, showing a slight limp in her step.
"Well, your a trooper, you can make it." N'pala smiled. "My armor doesn't protect me from the pain either."
"Ah, every soldiers dream. I suppose even with your technology it's impossible." Amira chuckled. "I hope you don't mind if I bop Remulos over the head when we get back, can't help but feel he knew this would happen."
"Not at all, in fact, I'll bop him one too."
Amira is © FlippedoutKyrii @ http://flippedoutkyrii.deviantart.com/
N'pala is ©
dragon-furry
His character Amira and my N'pala.
Note here that N'pala have a new look, she is now half Viledarian and Spacewolf as before she was a human/viledarian hybrid. Long story short, her org. background story became to complex ^^;
Now ~flippedoutkyrii have written a nice little story for the picture. So read on plz :) :)
STORY TIME!
"Hold on, Friend, we're almost there."
Amira grunted in response, hobbling across the hard bedrock as they came to final stretch of the cave system. It wasn't just a maze they had to navigate, it was a deathtrap. The Viledarian menace had dug in positions at every junction in the caves, and the two girls were certain they had run into every single one of them. Amira's rifle coughed out it's last, the bolt jamming on the Viledarians green blood and eons worth of mud. Her G3A3 had proven many times before how versatile it was in every situation, dust, mud and water were no match for German engineering, but even they had their limits. A combination of gunpowder buildup, mud and all-around abuse had proven too much for the rifle as it received two consecutive jams that they simply couldn't repair at the moment. And it couldn't have happened at a less opportune time.
The aftermath was prevalent on Amira's Armor. The German kevlar went above and beyond, holding up against weaponry that the German Industry machine did not believe could exist for another thousand years. But again, they had their limits.
"Those plasma rounds hurt more then a burst of NATO cartridges." Amira muttered through bloody clenched teeth as the two kicked stray bullet casings flying.
"But on the bright side, your still alive." N'pala responded as she picked up the pace to reach the exit, Viledarian shouts and orders could be heard not far behind them. "A few broken rib and scorch marks are no biggy for you-"
"I think I twisted or fractured my ankle back there too, I can't distinguish between the two anymore." Amira admitted, showing a slight limp in her step.
"Well, your a trooper, you can make it." N'pala smiled. "My armor doesn't protect me from the pain either."
"Ah, every soldiers dream. I suppose even with your technology it's impossible." Amira chuckled. "I hope you don't mind if I bop Remulos over the head when we get back, can't help but feel he knew this would happen."
"Not at all, in fact, I'll bop him one too."
Amira is © FlippedoutKyrii @ http://flippedoutkyrii.deviantart.com/
N'pala is ©
dragon-furry
Category Artwork (Digital) / General Furry Art
Species Wolf
Size 648 x 787px
File Size 252.8 kB
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