Post by Padre Romero on Jun 22, 2007 17:48:22 GMT -5
the man steps into the light...for the first time, he becomes fully visible. He's decked out in a clerical collar, where his skin shows, it's either tatooed or badly sunburnt.
"My gun wielding friend," He replies, "Once we start needing 'reasons' for everything, the whole system collapses..." Then, with one frantic tap to the control board, he jams the button...
and nothing happens...at least immediately.
Outside in the street, the fireworks explode skyward, drawing the zombies attention away from the now-dead music...as they turn and shamble forward, something happens...
Seven or eight black dishlike objects, stationed atop the cinema and surrounding buildings, switch on. They aren't like ordinary speakers...they're simpler, and much more powerful...
what begins as a simple twitching tap slowly builds into a sharp, almost numbing barrage of high frequency pulses, tolerable to our heroes stationed outside, but somehow deafening to their undead foes...they thrash around, still standing, but confused. The nausiating wave of noise seems to be coming from every direction at once...
Inside the theater, a CD player in the sound booth begins playing the theme to "The mission" and Padre Romero smiles, anticipating the first successful test of his homemade Lrad system
"My gun wielding friend," He replies, "Once we start needing 'reasons' for everything, the whole system collapses..." Then, with one frantic tap to the control board, he jams the button...
and nothing happens...at least immediately.
Outside in the street, the fireworks explode skyward, drawing the zombies attention away from the now-dead music...as they turn and shamble forward, something happens...
Seven or eight black dishlike objects, stationed atop the cinema and surrounding buildings, switch on. They aren't like ordinary speakers...they're simpler, and much more powerful...
what begins as a simple twitching tap slowly builds into a sharp, almost numbing barrage of high frequency pulses, tolerable to our heroes stationed outside, but somehow deafening to their undead foes...they thrash around, still standing, but confused. The nausiating wave of noise seems to be coming from every direction at once...
Inside the theater, a CD player in the sound booth begins playing the theme to "The mission" and Padre Romero smiles, anticipating the first successful test of his homemade Lrad system