Post by Definitely Not Axe Hack on Sept 17, 2008 19:02:26 GMT -5
((TIME OUT!!!! PFC! Didn't you read my post? We're suppose to be falling off the building here...Ah well...I'll roll with this...))
As the plane comes plowing through, a AH-64 plows in right after it. And behind it, a troop carrier follows. A large NecroTech logo are on the sides of each helos. The AH-64 shoots down the plane. From the troop carrier, a band of elite men carrying assault rifles and wearing ski masks drops into the building and streets. A floodlight from the troop carrier shines in the window of the building where PFC and his small group are. The Paris Hilton music dies off. From a loudspeaker on the troop carrier, a voice booms.
"Do not move! We have the zombies here covered! Our elite force have the situation under control! Allow me to introduce myself. I am Welbert Asker, CEO of NecroTech Worldwide. I am here to ask you men to cease fire and come with me. Another troop carrier will be on the rooftop in T-minus 5 minutes to pick you up."
Back inside the Elbow Room bar, the DJ pokes his head out the window.
"What the hell is going on in Pitneybank??!? How's a man to concentrate on setting up defenses around here if he can't get any quiet??!?"
As the plane comes plowing through, a AH-64 plows in right after it. And behind it, a troop carrier follows. A large NecroTech logo are on the sides of each helos. The AH-64 shoots down the plane. From the troop carrier, a band of elite men carrying assault rifles and wearing ski masks drops into the building and streets. A floodlight from the troop carrier shines in the window of the building where PFC and his small group are. The Paris Hilton music dies off. From a loudspeaker on the troop carrier, a voice booms.
"Do not move! We have the zombies here covered! Our elite force have the situation under control! Allow me to introduce myself. I am Welbert Asker, CEO of NecroTech Worldwide. I am here to ask you men to cease fire and come with me. Another troop carrier will be on the rooftop in T-minus 5 minutes to pick you up."
Back inside the Elbow Room bar, the DJ pokes his head out the window.
"What the hell is going on in Pitneybank??!? How's a man to concentrate on setting up defenses around here if he can't get any quiet??!?"
