Author Topic: FUEL  (Read 23335 times)

"Gddmnet." I sigh through the hand. "I dnt giv uh sht. I WNT yoo to gt shut."

I'd make my way by Nappy and I'd look to the Commander as if asking permission for something.

Cherenkov looked up; a patrol was coming down the road.  Quickly, he began to roll to the side, into the ditch on the side of the road.  "Cover!" he hissed at the other members of the group.

I started walking slowly, aiming my USP, directing the flashlight around. This place was a damn mess. No wonder it's considered the "outskirts", some buildings are either about to fall down or look like they're from southern Detroit. Soon I heard something. I know i've heard something. It sounded like muffling. Then again, something might've fell down a drain.

I would quickly dive into the same ditch, letting out another sigh of frustration before doing so.

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I started walking slowly, aiming my USP, directing the flashlight around. This place was a damn mess. No wonder it's considered the "outskirts", some buildings are either about to fall down or look like they're from southern Detroit. Soon I heard something. I know i've heard something. It sounded like muffling. Then again, something might've fell down a drain.

I reached for my helmet radio with one hand, still keeping the USP up "I heard something, I know I did. Yeah send another one down here." I looked behind me and saw the guy who was supposed to repair the fence there. He said once i'm done looking around he'll repair the fence.

Patrol? Now was my chance. "SUMBDY HLP MEEEEE."

"The forget?" I whispered to myself. I looked around. "Uh, yeah, send that one guy down here quick. I think somebody got mugged or is being held hostage in a gangwar or some crap like that." After a minute or two one of the guys I saw at the building arrived, walking past the repair guy and came over to me. "Yeah, I heard it over here." I said.

"Oh. Damn. I hear 'em too."

"Oh. Damn. I hear 'em too."
I started walking over to where I heard the muffling "It was around here somewhere, some type of muffled cry. Probably one of those forced-members who are kidnapped and forced to be a firefly or they take their life. I dunno." I continued walking, having my USP raised, shining the flashlight around. Again, everything was bright enough to see, but these clouds just made everything grey.

Cherenkov tightened his grip around the man's mouth, while putting him in a choke hold, attempting to render him unconscious.

Cherenkov tightened his grip around the man's mouth, while putting him in a choke hold, attempting to render him unconscious.
NOW'S YOUR CHANCE JOKEY

DO A WEEP, A CRY, ANYTHING

(yes it's possible to do that while being strangled)


I lift my rifle, moving as quietly as possible.
//Is it bad that I imagine my character wearing a Navy SEAL type getup?

//Is it bad that I imagine my character wearing a Navy SEAL type getup?
My guy's wearing this type of armor so