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 So, I'd forgotten the reason why I like CC so much... 
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The deaths I like the most are the confused ones. The ones that stay with you for just a moment on the other side, your eyes still unfocused, remembering only a flash of light and an instant of desperate movement. Not something slow, not a death that gives you time to contemplate your few last breaths, but one that wrenches you out of existence, as though the forces that pulled your body to pieces in a second's violent meeting of moving objects blew your soul out of your body along with everything else.

Sometimes I know when death is going to come. I see the explosion in the distance, and I have that intuition, or I catch the glint of light across the face of something giant and inevitable as it flies toward me and I know my last full second of life is this one. Sometimes I don't know, and the first experience of the end is the experience of physical destruction.

Sometimes it's like being woken from a dream by a crashing noise. Like starting up in bed because something heavy fell to the floor, but the noise is in the dream and the dream was real. When it's like that there is still a static image of the final moment - the final signals turned by the brain into conscious experience before everything blows away in a storm. I'll see myself most clearly in these moments; not as a whole, but only as a collection of pieces. The cloth around my arm, a boot. There, across what seems in the memory of the dream an incalculable distance, the twisting flight of a metal limb. A spiral of blood. The visual cortex is located in the occipital lobe of the brain, which is in the back of the head. It is usually one of the last things to go when that head is crushed or emptied out into space in a whirl of violence.

Like a dream, when I climb to my feet and the insistent demands of the present reality impress themselves into my attention, the memory fades. Like dreams it becomes corrupted and confused, and loses the powerful emotional significance that follows you from some dreams into waking life for an hour or two hours or fourteen precious seconds, and, like the others that preceded it, is forgotten. The moment of the end joins that of all the others, the instant of death losing its identity and significance.

But I live for that instant.


Tue May 10, 2011 7:37 pm
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Wow, Crow, that's, ummm... deep...

I heard an explosion and looked behind me, another failure of a pilot had crashed a dropship. I shot down another rocket and looked back, a few pieces of it were flying up into the air. Took down a dropship, above me the parts started to rain down. They'll miss me, they always do. Shot a Coalition trooper as the first piece hit the ground behind me. As I started to reload another hit in front of me. I heard the last few pieces land and looked out over the rubble. They missed, they always do. Suddenly out of no where a rocket flew into me at alarming speeds. Those always hit.


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Crow.

I don't know if that turned me on, or scared me. Or probably both.

Yeah, my favourite deaths are the ones that involve high mass particles moving at high speed, usually with something bouncing in a whacky direction destroying everything even more. Like when a dropship is destroyed, one of the engines flies directly towards you, and there you are, a bleeding torso at 350Km/H.


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The drop ship trembled violently as it traveled down to the lumbering fortress with a large and capable force guarding it. There were three drop ships, two being decoys, and one with me and a squad of Close quarters Combatants. The Anti Air defenses began shooting once we were in range, and one of the decoy ships exploded. The explosion sent one of the rockets attached to the sides of the drop ships hurling towards our ship however,as it's positioning was lower than ours. our spaceship took a massive hit, and the Cortexian physics followed. we spun in a circle and our ship landed on it's back before flashing white and exploding. Luckily, every ship from Trade star came with an ejection feature.

I was sadly the only one who survived the crash as others in my team were thrown out quickly into the enemy forces of security bots. I took cover behind the forsaken drop ship as a single unforgiving robot relentlessly shot at me. I held on tightly to my helmet as bullets flew over my head. Seconds after the crash, the shooting stopped and i had no idea why he had stopped his barrage of bullets. It was then that i saw a small grenade had been thrown at me. i scurried quickly for the grenade and hid it in my pocket, as that was a grenades only weakness, and had prevented it from exploding. As the Cold machine waited quietly for the explosion, i held E on my keyboard and scanned the battlefield. The robot stood very high on a ledge, and there was definitely only one way I could have ever taken it out. I threw the small grenade across the field and onto the floor below the ledge, I then ran towards the robot and shot him exactly once. As the robot's AI took over, he ducked and crawled forward into the bottom of the ledge where the grenade had been placed, and his destruction soon followed.

I walked towards the opening in the base hidden well into the mountains. the third drop ship that had been sent with us was eventually destroyed as well. The first obstacle in my way was a double hinged door. I shot at it with a weapon reliant on physics and the bullets bounced of harmlessly to the floor. There was going to be only one way i could get through this door i thought as there was definitely no way i could order anything with 20 oz. of gold.

I pressed my head to the door and activated my jet pack, tapping the button repeatedly and with the quickness of a thousand foxes. I could feel my body going through the door slowly but surely and this process was very difficult, for i knew that if i even move wrong at one instance as i go through the door like a ghost, i could end up back to where i started. a robot stood guard on the other side, laser rifle in hand unable to compute what the hell was going on.

I finally breached the door and my sights immediately pointed towards the robot. my humanic reflexes out skilled the slow and rusty robot as i shot his head off. I took his secondary weapon, a pistol and fell down the corridor below, shooting at the secondary double hinged door. the door eventually became destroyed, however, as i walked underneath the top hinged door, and my head exploded. It was the most annoying death that could have ever happened to any clone.




I tried... :???:


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