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 Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 6:44 pm
((For me,and anyone who wants to pop in. I'll do some transmissions here rarely.))
Lethal,after his latest transmission,continued on his journey. The sun was falling,and the only thing he could hear was the sounds of an ever-so-happy city. He sighed,wanting to feel pure happiness again,but not in the way of drugs. He drove past a camera on the side of the road,narrowly avoiding a crash with it. He looks left ; The city lights in full view. He looks right ; Desert nothingness. b*****d BL/ind had a plan for them all out here,and he knew it,as he continued on past three or four more cameras,losing track of what zone he was in. Thankfully,he passed a make-shift sign..."You are entering Zone Two." One zone further towards the city..He should probably turn back to go to Zone Three. Route Guano was just a few miles away,but that place must be crawling with Dracs and other creatures 'o the night... ******** it,off to Guano. He'd arrive soon enough...All he was doing was running.. Its not like he had anywhere to be,or anywhere to go. No home,no family,no nothing. These highways were his home,and his last known family member just died less than an hour ago. He looked at how much carbons he had left... 248. Just enough to get him through him another week,maybe two. One mile to Route Guano,no turning back now. He saw a light nearby,and under it,three Dracs. Three already,and that was just guarding the place! He pulled out Purple Heart,reloaded her batteries,and got ready for a sure fight. Aiming carefully,he shot the lead Drac,forcing the other two to unload a barrage of lasor fire at him. He swore to God he wasn't going down without a good fight,and fired a couple more blasts at them,before one even got near him. He took the remaining two,and continued through the guard post. An alarm blared off,and then he realized this wasn't gonna be easy. With a couple more Dracs appearing,he just decided it was time to quite possibly give in....But hell no! Shot after shot was fired,seven Dracs plummeting into the pavement of Route Guano,before one showed up beside him with gun on stun. He cursed one more time before being shot in the neck...Slowly he blacked out,more and more blackness appeared in his view,before finally... Nothing.......
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Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 7:22 pm
"I think hes waking up...." Lethal's eyelids fluttered to the sound of someone talking. "It doesn't matter,give him the medication,now. Hes good with a gun,and we need a few more Agents. Hmmm..Agent 39/93. Ya,that works. Hahahaha.." He thought they were talking about someone else,before a pill was dropped into his mouth,and forced down his throat. He knew what was going on,and he struggled to get out. Before long,he ceased his struggle and began feeling nothing but happiness,and sat up. He looked around at all the black and white..Sweet monochrome,nothing was better than these colors. He looked over at the two men,and awaited orders. "Go out and follow the RV...You remember where its at,don't you!?" He scowled as Lethal,or Agent 39/93 nodded. 39/93 stood up,and walked through the door to the bike-room. He jumped on one,and took off down the street after his old friends. He looked around,through the mask of a S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W... He followed the road he remembered them taking,and continued,saying nothing.
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