Post by Padre Romero on Apr 1, 2007 9:08:10 GMT -5
"Transitory fella...Terence Gold...just here to kill zombies, eh?"
He pulls a flare gun from his pocket and aims it at the tank of acetyline on the ground.
"Well, if no one else it gonna do it"...
He screws his eyes shut and fires a flare round into the tank, there's a blast of magnisium, then a towering jet of hissing, sputtering flame. several zombies are incinerated, and the newcomer laughs.
Not exactly a laugh...more like the reverse of one, he sucks air in with each bizarre guffaw and then spits it out again. He's clearly happy though.
He pulls a flare gun from his pocket and aims it at the tank of acetyline on the ground.
"Well, if no one else it gonna do it"...
He screws his eyes shut and fires a flare round into the tank, there's a blast of magnisium, then a towering jet of hissing, sputtering flame. several zombies are incinerated, and the newcomer laughs.
Not exactly a laugh...more like the reverse of one, he sucks air in with each bizarre guffaw and then spits it out again. He's clearly happy though.