Post by Prisonner Of Today on Jun 13, 2007 19:41:17 GMT -5
Priz calmly walks down the street between all the children playing in the sandbox with their toy tanks. With a grimace on his face, he walks over to Vito, shoots him in the head in such a fashion that insures he is undoubtubly dead, dresses his body in a trench coat, and throws it onto the helicopter on the roof. He then procceds to do the same to DJ and Axe, making sure they are dead, and wrapping them in black trenchcoats. He stops for a moment, as if wondering what to do next, then places a set of sunglasses on all of them. For good measure, he ties, handcuffs, welds, and locks the bodies on the inside of the helicopter, in a fashion that makes it reek of unescapable. Anything and anyone in the helicopter will never be able to leave again without a set of keys. As if reconsidering, he returns to the helicopter, and hooks up a series of mines that detonate if something so much as moves.
Searching the bar, he finds every single Katana hidden away, every lazer beam, tank, cache of ridiculously impossible weapons and hand grenades,and nuclear devices, and adds them to the severely overweight helicopter. With that, he starts up the chopper, arms all the nuclear devices, and watches it fly off in the direction of the city limits. A few minutes later, a bright flash is seen, and the helicopter and it's contents are completely incinerated.
With a satisfied sigh, he goes back into the bar, digs up some building supplies, and begins reconstruction. After something vaguely resembling a wall and door is built, he walks outside, mindful of the few zombies starting to show up, and hangs a sign on the door.
It reads:
No More Fucking Trenchcoaters! Anyone Who Breaks The Laws Of Reality Will Be Severly Dealt With!
He goes back into the bar, and very happily, sits down for a drink.
Searching the bar, he finds every single Katana hidden away, every lazer beam, tank, cache of ridiculously impossible weapons and hand grenades,and nuclear devices, and adds them to the severely overweight helicopter. With that, he starts up the chopper, arms all the nuclear devices, and watches it fly off in the direction of the city limits. A few minutes later, a bright flash is seen, and the helicopter and it's contents are completely incinerated.
With a satisfied sigh, he goes back into the bar, digs up some building supplies, and begins reconstruction. After something vaguely resembling a wall and door is built, he walks outside, mindful of the few zombies starting to show up, and hangs a sign on the door.
It reads:
No More Fucking Trenchcoaters! Anyone Who Breaks The Laws Of Reality Will Be Severly Dealt With!
He goes back into the bar, and very happily, sits down for a drink.
