Into the jaws of Death

"they're in the arty kill zone now." "oh, yeah, that'll help," arnie grumbled. without spotters the artillery would be falling at random -- for all intents and purposes completely useless. "how did they cross the sensor picket?"

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Nature and Manufacture (Chapter 1 - Meeting)

I have a journal entry about why this was necessary but here's a reworking of the vinci and arty thing that i'd abandoned. sincere apologies for reposting something similar to what i had posted before.

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Sniper God

.\* "incoming arty" was all sage could get out as rockets started to rain down on the roadway. sage looked to his left and saw three guys from 2nd taking cover behind a truck when a shell hit them dead center.

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Cry Me a Murder (Part three) The Sun, the Sea and the Silent Scream

artie phelps, the shoe salesman and an elderly gentleman everyone called mister tejón, also had rooms on the ground floor. on the top floor, three rooms had been reserved by someone named jack tell.

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First Impressions ~Chapter 5 Heart of a Lion~

He saw several of his friends, first being ken followed by travis, drew, melanie, sarah, arty and ally. besides his friends were several people he'd never met, whom james had most likely helped out of a tight spot.

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Forze Del Male

I should probs also get a picture of this god darn just imagining it is-- ugh noxic (c) arti-collie nyx noir (c) oblivion363 suihei (c) whimsical_sage / me kingdom hearts / heartless (c) squeenix.

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Zero Point: Chapter 6- Whiteout

Over the past twenty-four hours i have been shot at, actually _shot_, had an orbital weapon used against me, shot _again_, almost had my head chopped off, got an arty strike called in on me... and now i fell off a damn cliff."

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A warm winter's choice

Seeing toran relax his grip on the hilt of his knife, artie uncocked the pistol he held and returned it to the holster at his hip.

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Cry Me a Murder (Part four) : A Strange Crunching Underfoot

The guests had fallen into casual conversation when artie phelps waved at me to join me at his table. "gastón," he commanded and snapped his fingers. "bottle of wine and two times catch of the day."

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Pulse - Chapter One

"i saw you talking to artie in there." the voice said. "you know, the bartender?" "what of it?" he asked, turning around to look at who it was that was following him. it was the mouse-girl that he had heard art describing.

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Pulse - Chapter Two

"with artie?" she asked. "i don't think you need to know that." "aw, come on, fido." she said. "you can trust me." she said with a wink. the line moved forward. "i don't even know your name, what makes you think i can trust you?"

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Birthright - Chapter 2

Those arty shells may be standard projectiles, but they'd hurt the shields just the same, and were still murder to exposed infantry and buildings alike. " air support will be sporadic, airspace over battle space allileiya city has not yet been secured..."

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