Pandora, a planet stuck in almost eternal warfare, humans fighting to survive, others looking for some of the best weapons in the world, that easily overpower everyone else. Bandits are in the latter, their love of weapons bordering on religion levels, even able to make their own weapons, which they create magazines for that overload the weapon with bullets. Bandits on other planets are most likely bandits that managed to wrestle control of various ships that had entered Pandora, and are now on the look-out for Vaults: mysterious alien artifacts.
Most Bandits are convicts that decided to overpower their captors, mainly due to mysterious alien artifacts they dug up during their mining on Pandora, which mutated several bandits.
Bandits are classified into several groups and most have a preferred method of attacking.
Thugs: Normal armed foes that managed to join the ranks of the bandits without having to go through mutations. They are commonly known as the cannon fodder of the bandits, due to their lack of protective armor and their affinity for small arms.
Raiders: Commonly associated as foot soldiers, Raiders are significantly stronger than Thugs, some of them lugging around assault rifles and SMGs.
Killers: Considered to be one of the elites of the normal armed forces, Killers love accurate clean kills, preferring to stand in the open rather than duck into cover to get more shots in, but their armor makes them a bit more durable.
Bruisers: Giant muscular mountains of men that stalk among the ranks of the Bandits. They absolutely adore heavy duty assault rifles, and are usually considered walking human tanks. It's been thought that their muscles were brought about by mutations.
Midget: Now... don't laugh at this... but there are indeed midgets among the ranks of Bandits. However, just because they're short doesn't mean they're not dangerous. Midgets can hide in small areas and easily ambush unsuspecting victims, usually armed with a shotgun or a buzzsaw-axe. Their short stature was caused by the mutations of the alien artifacts found.
Psycho: One of the most noticeable Bandits found, Psychos were driven insane by the mutations of the alien artifacts, and are now completely obsessed with the Vault. They have two ways of attacking: they either launch buzzsaw-axes or use grenades to toss them and/or commit a kamikaze attack. They love to get in close, and will normally either cause a distraction or attack someone distracted with other Bandits.
Nomads: Heavily armored Bandits that are considered to be superiors to other Bandits, Nomads love picking corpses clean of loot. As a result of this, they often carry around lots of money and ordinance, and prefer to use SMGs or Assault Rifles. Sometimes they'll even lug around a makeshift shield. They also seem to hate Midgets with a passion, often strapping them onto their shields if there's a damaged spot in the shield.
Goliath: Considered to be even more dangerous than Bruisers, Goliaths are massive bullet-sponges armed with two assault rifles, shotguns or in some cases, even rocket launchers. Their head is protected with a helmet... and if someone manages to get it off, they'll see that the Goliath is heavily mutated, his skull and spine dangling from the body. If their head is exposed, they become incredibly upset, and began destroying anything that even resembles something with a face... even their own fellow bandits.
Badass: Watch out for these guys! If a bandit is a Badass, they'll be stronger and carry more powerful weaponry. The appearance of badass can be either subtle or extremely noticeable, depending on what kind of Bandit it is. Badass Psychos will have been physically altered by their mutations, resulting in a tall Bandit with an overgrown arm and Badass Goliaths will easily tower even the tallest of people. Meanwhile, Bandit Thugs or Raiders will usually be wearing a bit more armor or armed with a stronger weapon.
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Pandorian Bandits
Dangerous bandits with their love of guns practically bordering on religion.
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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by FancyPyro
Description
So begins...
Pandorian Bandits's Story
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While the battle raged on outside, a new group of combatants seemed to have joined the fray, marking their grounds with an upside-down 'V', armed with strange and powerful weaponry... it was hard to imagine that these fiends were nothing more than bandits.
Of course, these bandits weren't exactly known for being friendly, no matter the situation... so sometimes, soldiers who went off on their own didn't come back... and right now, a few bandits watched in interest from an abandoned apartment building as new military tech was lowered in. "...Blast 'em to pieces! Grab their stuff!" announced a large man wearing heavy armor, grabbing a crudely fashioned riot shield made out of scraps of metal off a nearby wall, while a few bandits nearby grabbed their guns, most of them focusing on grabbing acidic weapons to corrode the armor of any tech.
From another window, an unnaturally muscular man pulled a strange rocket launcher from a nearby crate, the burly bandit aimed at the gathering... and pulled the trigger, causing a rocket filled with acid to fly towards the group, all the other bandits crashing through the doors leading to the streets, guns ablaze, shooting at anything their bullets could get to, from soldiers, to military tech, to the cyborgs... they didn't care. They just wanted to scavenge the left overs.
Of course, these bandits weren't exactly known for being friendly, no matter the situation... so sometimes, soldiers who went off on their own didn't come back... and right now, a few bandits watched in interest from an abandoned apartment building as new military tech was lowered in. "...Blast 'em to pieces! Grab their stuff!" announced a large man wearing heavy armor, grabbing a crudely fashioned riot shield made out of scraps of metal off a nearby wall, while a few bandits nearby grabbed their guns, most of them focusing on grabbing acidic weapons to corrode the armor of any tech.
From another window, an unnaturally muscular man pulled a strange rocket launcher from a nearby crate, the burly bandit aimed at the gathering... and pulled the trigger, causing a rocket filled with acid to fly towards the group, all the other bandits crashing through the doors leading to the streets, guns ablaze, shooting at anything their bullets could get to, from soldiers, to military tech, to the cyborgs... they didn't care. They just wanted to scavenge the left overs.
After the fire burned down to where Ki could see no more zombies, he reached out and clenched his hand, putting the fire out before turning and moving back to where he had left the soldier and looked down at him. "Wonder why no one has come for you!? Do they believe you to be dead or what?" he asked softly. Only to snap his head towards the distant sound of a rocket being launched and frowned at the off sound to it as his ears perked forward towards the distant sounds of battle.
Frowning he lowered his shielding just enough to reach out and hissed when he caught the faint thoughts of scavengers and military personal fighting. "Well...do we stay here or do we go there?" he muttered softly as he turned and looked down at the still unconscious male and frowned slightly as his body flared with pain and raised his shields back up. "Seems your not healing right. Your not bitten so it has to deal with the shot you took." he muttered as he squated down and placed his palm on his forehead and grimaced. "Fever. Damn!" he growled as he stood and looked back towards the fighting.
Muttering under his breath, Ki shifted both katana sheaths on his back, to allow easy access to both, than faced the soldier and picked him up. Twisting him to his back, he split his tail twice and wrapped one bout his legs until they were secured to his hips and the other he wrapped bout his waist and chest to secure his upper body to his back. The use of his tail allowing him to have his hands free even as the solder stayed securely to his back so that he could move and fight if need be. The first tail continued to flick behind him as his ears twitched.
"Alright pal. Lets get going. I do believe we will be using the high road when we get closer." he said as he leaped forward in a full ground eating sprint, his silver blue eyes shifting to slit gold so that he could see better in the dark night. His destination being the battled between scavengers and military personal.
Frowning he lowered his shielding just enough to reach out and hissed when he caught the faint thoughts of scavengers and military personal fighting. "Well...do we stay here or do we go there?" he muttered softly as he turned and looked down at the still unconscious male and frowned slightly as his body flared with pain and raised his shields back up. "Seems your not healing right. Your not bitten so it has to deal with the shot you took." he muttered as he squated down and placed his palm on his forehead and grimaced. "Fever. Damn!" he growled as he stood and looked back towards the fighting.
Muttering under his breath, Ki shifted both katana sheaths on his back, to allow easy access to both, than faced the soldier and picked him up. Twisting him to his back, he split his tail twice and wrapped one bout his legs until they were secured to his hips and the other he wrapped bout his waist and chest to secure his upper body to his back. The use of his tail allowing him to have his hands free even as the solder stayed securely to his back so that he could move and fight if need be. The first tail continued to flick behind him as his ears twitched.
"Alright pal. Lets get going. I do believe we will be using the high road when we get closer." he said as he leaped forward in a full ground eating sprint, his silver blue eyes shifting to slit gold so that he could see better in the dark night. His destination being the battled between scavengers and military personal.
As he raced along the road, Ki skirted several pockets of zombies, sticking more to the wide open areas instead of the alleys and dark places. His slit gold eyes reflecting the lighting from fires and sputtering street lamps, ears continuously twitching as he leaped up onto an over turned fire truck and looked off in the direction he was heading, and ignored the stumbling zombies clawing at the sides of the fire truck he stood on.
"Well buddy seems we're getting closer. Lets hope its not another blood bath." he said as he kicked off, straight up onto the roof of a small building, and raced along it before leaping up an extra 5 feet to the next building. From the he continued heading for the fighting, using the roof tops to his advantage.
After a while, and dealing with some unfortunate zombies on the roofs, Ki skidded to a halt at bout a hundred feet from the battle. His slit gold eyes widening at the sight of battle mech's fighting with those he figured were the scavengers and shifted where he stood. "Fuck..." he muttered, knowing that he couldn't get in the middle of that while he had the soldier on his back let alone leave him on the roof top alone, and unprotected.
"Well buddy seems we're getting closer. Lets hope its not another blood bath." he said as he kicked off, straight up onto the roof of a small building, and raced along it before leaping up an extra 5 feet to the next building. From the he continued heading for the fighting, using the roof tops to his advantage.
After a while, and dealing with some unfortunate zombies on the roofs, Ki skidded to a halt at bout a hundred feet from the battle. His slit gold eyes widening at the sight of battle mech's fighting with those he figured were the scavengers and shifted where he stood. "Fuck..." he muttered, knowing that he couldn't get in the middle of that while he had the soldier on his back let alone leave him on the roof top alone, and unprotected.
"You sat in my swing.. NOW I'M GOING TO EAT YOU!" a manic voice shouted as a shirtless man wearing a strange mask suddenly carved the throat of a nearby soldier with an axe made out of rotating buzzsaws. Similarly dressed men started flooding from other unoccupied buildings, shouting absolute nonsense, some of them trying to suicide bomb their foes with grenades. It was obvious already... this was going to be one huge fucking mess.
Among the various figures in the fray, the heavily armored man continued to march forward, a crudely made, yet incredibly effective heavy machine gun in his right hand, his left hand lugging around the riot shield made from scraps, blocking a majority of bullets that headed his way. "I can't wait to pick your corpses clean!" he bragged, releasing another burst of fire from his gun.
Among the various figures in the fray, the heavily armored man continued to march forward, a crudely made, yet incredibly effective heavy machine gun in his right hand, his left hand lugging around the riot shield made from scraps, blocking a majority of bullets that headed his way. "I can't wait to pick your corpses clean!" he bragged, releasing another burst of fire from his gun.
Ki flinched, than shuddered as a tingaling sensation rippled across his throat and sighed with relief that he had his shielding up so that the neck wound wouldn't appear on his neck, though he did acquire the pain that came with such a wound, his ears flicking back at the faint sound of gurgling, chocking air. He stood silently watching, a war fighting with in him to help, but wasn't sure which side to help. Plus he did want to leave the soldier alone. And so he resigned himself to staying on the five story building and watching the blood bath, a shudder rippling through him every few minutes.
You think someone so young looking would be disturbed by what he was watching, but if you got close enough to see in now silver blue eyes, you see that they were the eyes of one who has seen such horror before, as well as times that were far worse that what he was being a silent witness for. His eyes roamed over each individual below him, memorizing each one. From the largest Battle Mech to the heavily armored man carrying the crudely made machine gun and a riot shield. His eyes and ears missed nothing, and neither did his nose as it wrinkled when he caught the scent of decayed flesh.
Seconds later he leaped sideways as a cyborg zombie lunged for him and hissed as his ears laid back and glared at the foul thing as his tail lashed behind him. He wrinkled his nose at the stench coming from the walking dead and shifted his stance, keeping his back facing away from it to keep the soldier alive.
You think someone so young looking would be disturbed by what he was watching, but if you got close enough to see in now silver blue eyes, you see that they were the eyes of one who has seen such horror before, as well as times that were far worse that what he was being a silent witness for. His eyes roamed over each individual below him, memorizing each one. From the largest Battle Mech to the heavily armored man carrying the crudely made machine gun and a riot shield. His eyes and ears missed nothing, and neither did his nose as it wrinkled when he caught the scent of decayed flesh.
Seconds later he leaped sideways as a cyborg zombie lunged for him and hissed as his ears laid back and glared at the foul thing as his tail lashed behind him. He wrinkled his nose at the stench coming from the walking dead and shifted his stance, keeping his back facing away from it to keep the soldier alive.
On top of the rooftops nearby, several bandits had devised a plan to get the drop on the forces fighting below in the streets. Several of the bloodthirsty criminals occupied several buildings, each of them facing one another. Loading up crudely made crossbows, obviously made from whatever was handy at the time, the various men on the rooftops proceeded to create a small zipline system across the buildings, some of them directing up to the rooftops, others directing into various windows.
Chuckling a bit, one of the many bandits strapped several grenades to a zipline, shoving them on their way, the grenades becoming unattached to the zipline when it was above the center of the street, resulting in several grenades falling to the earth. Once the initial barrage of explosives were dropped, the bandits then strapped themselves to the zipline system, sliding building to building, taking potshots or lobbing grenades at the chaos below, all of them taunting and teasing. "NEVER SHOULDA COME HERE!" a voice with a southern accent might yell, or "I'm gonna blow you into GUM!" another might yell, obviously fearless in their attempts to salvage from the resulting carnage. They came to this planet to get rich, not wuss out, after all...
Chuckling a bit, one of the many bandits strapped several grenades to a zipline, shoving them on their way, the grenades becoming unattached to the zipline when it was above the center of the street, resulting in several grenades falling to the earth. Once the initial barrage of explosives were dropped, the bandits then strapped themselves to the zipline system, sliding building to building, taking potshots or lobbing grenades at the chaos below, all of them taunting and teasing. "NEVER SHOULDA COME HERE!" a voice with a southern accent might yell, or "I'm gonna blow you into GUM!" another might yell, obviously fearless in their attempts to salvage from the resulting carnage. They came to this planet to get rich, not wuss out, after all...
Paragon leaped out of the way as column of plasma slammed into the street, his jump carrying him hundreds of feet into the air, propelling him high above the city. He looked down at the now-scorched pavement, scouring the area for any signs of the cursed wolf...
From his bird's eye view over the city, Paragon could see neither the werewolf nor the remains of any Terran citizens left in the carnage of the Aschen assault. Despite their glitzy entrance, they had been careful, which is was more then could be said for some of these crazy 'defense' forces. Still, it looked as if the tides were being stemmed. Heroes and soldiers flooded in from every direction, defending their homes and families with their powers, weapons, magics or plain old human courage. It looked as if there weren't many zomborgs left 'alive' on Main Street. Victory seemed imminent for the forces of order on Terra.
With the werewolf out of his hands, Paragon threw back his hands, gliding through the sky on the ends of his cloak. He veered left, resolving to follow through on his earlier lead and find the source of these monstrosities... though he curiously descended near the building that the three armed soldiers had entered not a few moments earlier.
From his bird's eye view over the city, Paragon could see neither the werewolf nor the remains of any Terran citizens left in the carnage of the Aschen assault. Despite their glitzy entrance, they had been careful, which is was more then could be said for some of these crazy 'defense' forces. Still, it looked as if the tides were being stemmed. Heroes and soldiers flooded in from every direction, defending their homes and families with their powers, weapons, magics or plain old human courage. It looked as if there weren't many zomborgs left 'alive' on Main Street. Victory seemed imminent for the forces of order on Terra.
With the werewolf out of his hands, Paragon threw back his hands, gliding through the sky on the ends of his cloak. He veered left, resolving to follow through on his earlier lead and find the source of these monstrosities... though he curiously descended near the building that the three armed soldiers had entered not a few moments earlier.
The cybernetic drones kept coming, even if they were in smaller numbers. In reality their numbers hadn't decreased, they had just scattered. Main Street was just one area that these enhanced corpses were. They were in alleys, in buildings, on Sol Avenue, in the slums, the woods.
Victory wasn't imminent at all. The false hope that the dwindling numbers on Main Street itself was going to be ruined sooner or later by the revelation that all these people had did was secure part of one street in a big city on a big planet.
It wasn't time to pat themselves on the back, it was time to step up their game if they wanted to clean house and rid their planet of these scientifically abused monstrosities.
Victory wasn't imminent at all. The false hope that the dwindling numbers on Main Street itself was going to be ruined sooner or later by the revelation that all these people had did was secure part of one street in a big city on a big planet.
It wasn't time to pat themselves on the back, it was time to step up their game if they wanted to clean house and rid their planet of these scientifically abused monstrosities.
General Allen walked away from the Scene with X279 Leaving Zeban to handle that mess. He knew this was only a partial victory in their hands. Something nagged him that this was only the beginning. The source of this madness still needed to be found but it seemed to him this needed to be contained. Soon he found the NPA and Terran small command post on the street and walked up.
"My name is General Allen With the Sullen Enterprise Corporation I wish to speak with whom ever is leading the Terran operations." He said loud enough to stop the chattering of Terrans.
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Meanwhile X279 was cowering in a corner a scared look on his face facing three massive rifles of SEC marines and a demon. Zeban still in demon form chuckled.
"Boy your fun is finished here. It's high time you returned home, But see you destroyed our newest product and Mr. Sullen isn't going to like that. So here's the deal, I can tell some how you have realized your potential. Fight these things and let us show case it or maybe I'll just kill you hear you've cause so much damage already..." He said before he sensed a being behind one of the Armored Marines. Zeban spun around turning to face Shiro Ki.
"This is none of your business!" He said in a dark voice. X279 looked up at the man almost pleading for assistance.
"My name is General Allen With the Sullen Enterprise Corporation I wish to speak with whom ever is leading the Terran operations." He said loud enough to stop the chattering of Terrans.
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Meanwhile X279 was cowering in a corner a scared look on his face facing three massive rifles of SEC marines and a demon. Zeban still in demon form chuckled.
"Boy your fun is finished here. It's high time you returned home, But see you destroyed our newest product and Mr. Sullen isn't going to like that. So here's the deal, I can tell some how you have realized your potential. Fight these things and let us show case it or maybe I'll just kill you hear you've cause so much damage already..." He said before he sensed a being behind one of the Armored Marines. Zeban spun around turning to face Shiro Ki.
"This is none of your business!" He said in a dark voice. X279 looked up at the man almost pleading for assistance.
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*feels a slight tremor of energy*
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Aneres Coreveon wasn't dressed as obscurely as she would have liked to believe. The shimmering white kimono-style overlayer embroidered with golden moons down the sleeves, the long-hemmed fringe coming to rest just above the hemline of golden bell-bottoms. Beneath was a plain white top. A golden chain poked out from the collar but the rest of it was tucked beneath the shirt.
There was nothing Aneres could do about the bodyguards who followed her, but she had grown used to that to some degree. At least they let her style them at this point. It made everyone's job easier.
Aneres flicked golden braids to look one way up the street, then the other, then back again. A grunt from one of the bodyguards signaled that it was alright to cross. Halfway across the street she felt a slight tremor of energy. The bodyguards picked up their pace and hurried Aneres across. She didn't protest. They came to stop a stone's throw from a mercedes, a man perched atop the back.
"Did you feel that?" Aneres asked the man, half looking down her nose despite the fact that he was literally seated higher up than where she stood. Her tone wasn't pretentious but there was something about it that dripped with royalty.
There was nothing Aneres could do about the bodyguards who followed her, but she had grown used to that to some degree. At least they let her style them at this point. It made everyone's job easier.
Aneres flicked golden braids to look one way up the street, then the other, then back again. A grunt from one of the bodyguards signaled that it was alright to cross. Halfway across the street she felt a slight tremor of energy. The bodyguards picked up their pace and hurried Aneres across. She didn't protest. They came to stop a stone's throw from a mercedes, a man perched atop the back.
"Did you feel that?" Aneres asked the man, half looking down her nose despite the fact that he was literally seated higher up than where she stood. Her tone wasn't pretentious but there was something about it that dripped with royalty.
"Bristol, very nice to meet you," Aneres extended her own hand and delicately gripped his. She frowned upon hearing that he didn't know what it was either.
"I am Aneres, as I prefer to be called," She regally addressed Bristol with a smile, "Princess of Aurealas. A pleasure to meet you. Is that what brings you here? Looking for the source of the disturbance? I will admit I haven't felt it anywhere else but here."
One of her Over's coughed. She rolled her eyes. They were always concerned she would reveal too much. Aneres had yet to do so.
"I am Aneres, as I prefer to be called," She regally addressed Bristol with a smile, "Princess of Aurealas. A pleasure to meet you. Is that what brings you here? Looking for the source of the disturbance? I will admit I haven't felt it anywhere else but here."
One of her Over's coughed. She rolled her eyes. They were always concerned she would reveal too much. Aneres had yet to do so.
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Ha. That's my problem too. Where you tryna get to?
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Ha. See you, man. I gotta go somewhere.
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