11-20-2008, 10:09 AM
OOC: in an effort to speed things along, here we go.
IC:
{Area 51}
Dev stood near the back of his cell as usual, waiting for the two armed guards to unlock his door and step in. He wouldn't wait for the outsiders. It was going down now.
He heard the click of the lock on the door, and saw the two guards step inside to perform the morning inspection. Dev stood silently, waiting for the guards to inspect him.
"Arms by your sides, look forward." One of them ordered him flatly.
He complied, as the began to inspect him, making sure he didn't have any contraband. That's when something inside him took over.
With a deep, almost hellish growl, he grabbed the M-4 assault rifle from the guard on his left, and brought it up, jamming the butt into his face with as much force as he could muster.
Brain and blood spattered on the walls behind the guard, as he crumpled, dead before he hit the ground. Dev swung the rifle around to the other guard, who was standing shocked at what had just happened. He snapped to, and brought his own rifle up, but it was too late.
POP!!
POP!!
Two 5.56 millimeter bullets flew at him past the speed of sound, taking out both of his eyes and killing him instantly.
Taking stock of what he just did, he acted fast. He grabbed both gunbelts off the dead guards, the High-Explosive and Smoke grenades, along with all the ammo he could get to. Both gunbelts slung over either shoulder, and an M-4 in each paw, he swiped the keycard from the dead guard, so he could free his bretheren.
He stepped out of his cell, and took a deep breath.
"JAAAAIIIIIILLLLLLBBBBRRREEEEAAAAKKKK!!!!!" he half shouted, half howled, alerting his kind that he was coming to set them free. He wouldn't have much time until more guards showed up. He needed help.
He turned to the first cell he came to, and slid the card through the card reader, the internal lock making an audible "clicking" sound.
IC:
{Area 51}
Dev stood near the back of his cell as usual, waiting for the two armed guards to unlock his door and step in. He wouldn't wait for the outsiders. It was going down now.
He heard the click of the lock on the door, and saw the two guards step inside to perform the morning inspection. Dev stood silently, waiting for the guards to inspect him.
"Arms by your sides, look forward." One of them ordered him flatly.
He complied, as the began to inspect him, making sure he didn't have any contraband. That's when something inside him took over.
With a deep, almost hellish growl, he grabbed the M-4 assault rifle from the guard on his left, and brought it up, jamming the butt into his face with as much force as he could muster.
Brain and blood spattered on the walls behind the guard, as he crumpled, dead before he hit the ground. Dev swung the rifle around to the other guard, who was standing shocked at what had just happened. He snapped to, and brought his own rifle up, but it was too late.
POP!!
POP!!
Two 5.56 millimeter bullets flew at him past the speed of sound, taking out both of his eyes and killing him instantly.
Taking stock of what he just did, he acted fast. He grabbed both gunbelts off the dead guards, the High-Explosive and Smoke grenades, along with all the ammo he could get to. Both gunbelts slung over either shoulder, and an M-4 in each paw, he swiped the keycard from the dead guard, so he could free his bretheren.
He stepped out of his cell, and took a deep breath.
"JAAAAIIIIIILLLLLLBBBBRRREEEEAAAAKKKK!!!!!" he half shouted, half howled, alerting his kind that he was coming to set them free. He wouldn't have much time until more guards showed up. He needed help.
He turned to the first cell he came to, and slid the card through the card reader, the internal lock making an audible "clicking" sound.
The last mutt standing.
The one and only, Cowboy from Hell.
******
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I reach the other side,
I can show him what it feels like to die.
I can show him what it feels like to die.
Bury me with my guns on,
So when I'm cast out of the skies,
I can shoot the Devil right between the eyes.
