Bravo Engi
After a an existance of pain, constructing things, running out of materials and the RO getting killed early in the Round thanks to a runner or lurker, we were failing to hold nexus. On the EVAC bird the CO came and got off, before everyone that could piled on and we ran the fuck away. Yada Yada. Bugs on the Alamo. Welp. Time to prepare to die.
I choose the Engi Prep Room, because hey It's my room. I'll set up some guns, and some barricades for the door, and wait for the fuckers. So I gather up some metal. Secure my self three extra pulse rifles, a bag of ammo, and three extra shotguns plus boxes of slugs. And I set up two barricades with barbed wire, and bolt the door. Optimisitic, I think I might be able to live for two minutes with this set up.
And then it comes. Crashing in full force. Blowing away the south wall. Well fuck, now I'm trapped and they can spit at me through the vendors. It can't get any fucking worse now.
And then it does. The servers high pop, so the DS is taking it's time to load in, I notice the front half of the Alamo to the NW of me by a couple of tiles. And I firgue.... I'm standing right where the engine naccele thing is... Shit. I quickly run to right, and then the the engine gets in my face.
But I'm not dead. Just trapped, only one tile to cry in. Sitting here as the benos pile out the back of the Alamo to come laugh at the Engi Trapped in their prep room that can easily be shot to death by spitters. And so I am.