11-21-2008, 09:38 AM
{Cell Block}
Dev freed the last of them, the wolf and the tiger at the end of the Hall, and shouted to his group.
"Jaser's right. We need to get these fucking things off. We'll fight our way to the office, and then we'll fight our way out." He said, as he ran for the end of the Hall.
Just as he made it to the end of the Hall, a small squad of guards had taken up positions at the other end, and had all their weapons trained on the group.
"DROP YOUR WEAPONS AND PUT YOUR HANDS ABOVE YOUR HEADS!!!" the squad leader shouted.
"KILL THE HUMANS!!!!" Dev shouted, as he flicked his assault rifle over to Full-Auto mode.
{Diner}
"Come on." Brandon said, as he left the diner, Sable in tow, "this puts everything forward. We'll need to switch over to plan B."
He said as he walked down the road to "B's Auto Salvage and Repair", a small wrecking yard that he owned and operated.
He stepped into the office-trailer, and to his buddy/clerk.
"I need the keys to Darkside." He said lowly.
"Darkside? What're ya gonna use that hunk a' shit fer?" the guy laughed.
"Wait, what's Darkside?" Sable inquired.
"Just gimme the fucking keys to MY fucking rig." Brandon growled, causing the guy to toss a monkey-skull keychain onto the desk.
"Come on, I'll explain on the way." Brandon said as he walked out into the scrapyard proper, and over to a chained shut barn, "Darkside is a rig we built here for shits and giggles. Being above the law and having free reign over a junkyard has its perks."
He began to hastily undo the locks, and pull the doors open, revealing for the first time ever, Darkside.
( http://ui17.gamespot.com/1712/darksideblack1_2.jpg )
"Five-Hundred and Fifty Horsepower, Fifteen-Hundred pound feet of torque. Twin 20mm Vulcan Cannons, and enough armor plating to make an M1 Abhrams blush." Brandon then walked over to a spot on the floor, and opened up a trapdoor, "go down into the cache and get as many weapons and ammo as you can. Sunset is soon, we gotta get there before sunrise tomorrow."
Dev freed the last of them, the wolf and the tiger at the end of the Hall, and shouted to his group.
"Jaser's right. We need to get these fucking things off. We'll fight our way to the office, and then we'll fight our way out." He said, as he ran for the end of the Hall.
Just as he made it to the end of the Hall, a small squad of guards had taken up positions at the other end, and had all their weapons trained on the group.
"DROP YOUR WEAPONS AND PUT YOUR HANDS ABOVE YOUR HEADS!!!" the squad leader shouted.
"KILL THE HUMANS!!!!" Dev shouted, as he flicked his assault rifle over to Full-Auto mode.
{Diner}
"Come on." Brandon said, as he left the diner, Sable in tow, "this puts everything forward. We'll need to switch over to plan B."
He said as he walked down the road to "B's Auto Salvage and Repair", a small wrecking yard that he owned and operated.
He stepped into the office-trailer, and to his buddy/clerk.
"I need the keys to Darkside." He said lowly.
"Darkside? What're ya gonna use that hunk a' shit fer?" the guy laughed.
"Wait, what's Darkside?" Sable inquired.
"Just gimme the fucking keys to MY fucking rig." Brandon growled, causing the guy to toss a monkey-skull keychain onto the desk.
"Come on, I'll explain on the way." Brandon said as he walked out into the scrapyard proper, and over to a chained shut barn, "Darkside is a rig we built here for shits and giggles. Being above the law and having free reign over a junkyard has its perks."
He began to hastily undo the locks, and pull the doors open, revealing for the first time ever, Darkside.
( http://ui17.gamespot.com/1712/darksideblack1_2.jpg )
"Five-Hundred and Fifty Horsepower, Fifteen-Hundred pound feet of torque. Twin 20mm Vulcan Cannons, and enough armor plating to make an M1 Abhrams blush." Brandon then walked over to a spot on the floor, and opened up a trapdoor, "go down into the cache and get as many weapons and ammo as you can. Sunset is soon, we gotta get there before sunrise tomorrow."
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.
