Author Topic: Mike - Blood Oath [Text Adventure]  (Read 4857 times)

b'dohohohohohogo away you're not funny

Because I was trying to be funny? Ok??? Apparently you're still butt hurt about your thread and you have nothing better to do than attempt a failure of revenge by stalking my thread. Works for me.

you're not funny
You're not funny either. Why not just leave if all you're gonna do is flame?

check car for anything that can be used as a distraction

check car for anything that can be used as a distraction

Part 1 - Act 2
     My hands quickly scrounge through the glove compartment when my hand finally latches onto a flare. I quickly ignite the end and I throw it out the shattered window. The sniper mistakes it for me and begins to fire off rounds and reveals his position.

What do you do?

Shoot and hope for the best.


Shoot him in the nuts. Totally from the Livestream.

OGM YOU R cigarettePOT LOLOLO

>shoot self


shot him




Shoot and hope for the best.

Part 1 - Act 3
Health: 100% [||||||||||]
Inventory:
- Baretta M9 [14 Bullets In Clip]
- 2 Clips For M9
- Flashlight
     I quickly align the sights on the M9 with my right eye and I hold my breath. Seconds turn into minutes and my head begins to pound like a brass drum. Finally my finger squeezes the trigger and the target flips over the railing and lands on the ground with a thud. I begin to reach over for the radio but I'm stopped from the sight of my dead partner. "forget back-up, this just got personal." I step out of the car and I begin to enter the warehouse in which witnesses reported that they heard gunshots. Once I enter the warehouse I begin to hear nearby whispers so I duck behind a stack of crates. "Come on think of a plan. It was your stupidity that got your partner killed, come on think of a plan."

What do you do?

fire some rounds, if they run then let them go, if they don't then get ready to fight
« Last Edit: October 10, 2010, 02:02:07 AM by masterockets »

You go and rambo that stuff.

blam your imaginary arch-nemesis in the head