02-28-2007, 12:56 PM
Robert had barely made it to the edge of town when he was intercepted by a group of people riding in a truck. He had ignored them at first, but was forced to hear them when the vehicle pulled in front of him and stopped. He pulled his sword out and prepared to cut them down until he heard them speak.
"Please, don't hurt us, we've come to help you." The leader said holding up a book with the eight-pointed star emblazoned on the cover.
Robert was about to put his sword away when he heard police sirens behind him and the frantic screaming of police officers pointing guns at him. Knowing that they won't simply leave him be, and finding a chaos cult that could provide him with valuable assistance, Robert said to the cult leader,
"Give me one moment, and be prepared to take off when I'm finished."
Sword readied, Robert calmly walked over to the grouping of police cruisers ignoring orders and then bullets and shells pelting his armor and proceeded to cut them down one after another. The superhuman strength and speed granted by the mark of the gods on his chest letting him crush necks and skulls with his hands and catch those who tried to run. When it was over he walked back over to the truck with the cultists shouting praises to him and the Chaos Gods. He motioned to be let aboard the truck and gave the order to be taken to whatever safe house they had.
"Please, don't hurt us, we've come to help you." The leader said holding up a book with the eight-pointed star emblazoned on the cover.
Robert was about to put his sword away when he heard police sirens behind him and the frantic screaming of police officers pointing guns at him. Knowing that they won't simply leave him be, and finding a chaos cult that could provide him with valuable assistance, Robert said to the cult leader,
"Give me one moment, and be prepared to take off when I'm finished."
Sword readied, Robert calmly walked over to the grouping of police cruisers ignoring orders and then bullets and shells pelting his armor and proceeded to cut them down one after another. The superhuman strength and speed granted by the mark of the gods on his chest letting him crush necks and skulls with his hands and catch those who tried to run. When it was over he walked back over to the truck with the cultists shouting praises to him and the Chaos Gods. He motioned to be let aboard the truck and gave the order to be taken to whatever safe house they had.