11-26-2008, 09:06 AM
Sable sighed in frustration, as she pulled out a crude map from her backpack.
"...I think we've gone down too many floors..." she points out a stairway on the map, "judging by the buildup of death, they've gone up this stairway. They must be headed to the lab on," she pulls another map out, and points to a large room, "this floor. How we passed it, I have no idea."
{Outside}
Like an angry bull, the rig revved angrily, as the soldiers surrounded it. It lunged forward, and the soldiers fired upon it, trying to take out the tires.
"HAHAHAHA!!! KEEP TRYING ASSHOLES!!!" Brandon laughed maniacally, as he ran over a small group of the soldiers, only to throw his truck in reverse, and run over more.
{Lab}
"You said it yourself, labrat." Dr. Herbers said coldly, "This is AREA 51. What happens here stays here. No matter how many people die, no one will find out. All the deaths will be covered up by operations in the middle east."
He noticed the two anthros and one human run by on the screen, narrowly missing an automated guard. He flicked a screen over to outside, and saw the big black truck running over soldiers, and shooting up the guards.
"Hmm...clever. The guards are drawn away from the escapees to combat the threat outside. Someone did their homework. Not bad for animals." He said lowly, as he wrote something down.
{Escapees}
"Fuck this, then. I don't hear anymore guards. Lets just get up to the lab, and get these fucking collars off." Dev said, as he walked off, not caring if the others followed or not.
"...I think we've gone down too many floors..." she points out a stairway on the map, "judging by the buildup of death, they've gone up this stairway. They must be headed to the lab on," she pulls another map out, and points to a large room, "this floor. How we passed it, I have no idea."
{Outside}
Like an angry bull, the rig revved angrily, as the soldiers surrounded it. It lunged forward, and the soldiers fired upon it, trying to take out the tires.
"HAHAHAHA!!! KEEP TRYING ASSHOLES!!!" Brandon laughed maniacally, as he ran over a small group of the soldiers, only to throw his truck in reverse, and run over more.
{Lab}
"You said it yourself, labrat." Dr. Herbers said coldly, "This is AREA 51. What happens here stays here. No matter how many people die, no one will find out. All the deaths will be covered up by operations in the middle east."
He noticed the two anthros and one human run by on the screen, narrowly missing an automated guard. He flicked a screen over to outside, and saw the big black truck running over soldiers, and shooting up the guards.
"Hmm...clever. The guards are drawn away from the escapees to combat the threat outside. Someone did their homework. Not bad for animals." He said lowly, as he wrote something down.
{Escapees}
"Fuck this, then. I don't hear anymore guards. Lets just get up to the lab, and get these fucking collars off." Dev said, as he walked off, not caring if the others followed or not.
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.
