LotS/Ram-Raid Hacker Torso Armor

name::Ram-Raid Hacker Torso Armor	[[:Category:LotS/type::Chest|type::Chest]]
Attack: attack::625 Defense: defense::524
High-Impact Hacking: Chance for bonus damage (10% @ 369,000); Extra damage for each Tactic applied on a raid (10,250 for each); Extra damage against Mechanized raids (563,750); Extra proc against Mechanized raids
4. "Get off me!" Cat said. "Chad angry!" His tongue bulged inside his mouth like a hunk of bloody steak. Veins throbbed across bloodshot eyes. "Let Chad go!" They banged against the walls, the lockers, the steel doors -- entangled in a strong and savage embrace. Maybe in a few minutes his brain would overcome the chem rush and settle down. Cat didn't have a few minutes... "Screw you!" She wrapped her arm around his neck, locked her hands, and torqued her body. Her hip thudded up into his hard, muscular flesh. Catherine tried to hurl him over, toss him onto the floor like the hundreds of opponents before him. But arms like bags of bowling balls held her. And that weight... It was like heaving a small moon. The cross-buttock throw sent them both over. Chad crashed on his back, roaring, and she sprawled on top of him.
Obtained from Ram-Raid Hacker Vault

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{{#set:color=Yellow}} {{#set:ability=High-Impact Hacking: Chance for bonus damage (10% @ 369,000); Extra damage for each Tactic applied on a raid (10,250 for each); Extra damage against Mechanized raids (563,750); Extra proc against Mechanized raids}} {{#set:text=4. "Get off me!" Cat said.

"Chad angry!" His tongue bulged inside his mouth like a hunk of bloody steak. Veins throbbed across bloodshot eyes. "Let Chad go!"

They banged against the walls, the lockers, the steel doors -- entangled in a strong and savage embrace. Maybe in a few minutes his brain would overcome the chem rush and settle down. Cat didn't have a few minutes...

"Screw you!"

She wrapped her arm around his neck, locked her hands, and torqued her body. Her hip thudded up into his hard, muscular flesh. Catherine tried to hurl him over, toss him onto the floor like the hundreds of opponents before him. But arms like bags of bowling balls held her. And that weight... It was like heaving a small moon. The cross-buttock throw sent them both over. Chad crashed on his back, roaring, and she sprawled on top of him.}} {{#set:obtained=Ram-Raid Hacker Vault}} {{#set:used=}} {{#set:notes=}} {{#set:unique=}}