The problem with Rooftop Ramble.

[The Flying Reacher]

Ok so I get that the mission has a huge payout. Its pretty short and when you have people who I have RPGs and before you know it the garage under the parking lot as you were able to get at least 3 kills with your sniper rifle. Merryweather support is already on their way because hell im such a good guy I dont mind speeding it up for a $1000 makes life better if everyone is happy.

 

But when one of the players throws me out of my own damn chopper and starts to bring his own outside support, thats when things get really crappy. The mold on the inside of the chopper doorway was starting to get to me, I watched as my comrade leaned outside of the chopper and looked down at the city below. I didn't move from against the wall, I could see him just fine from where I sat. His feet dangled freely in the air, the wind blowing against his face. He looked perfectly composed and very relaxed as he took in the scenery. We picked up speed flew over the hills towards our destination. I turned to look at the pilot and across the water I noticed a ship coming towards us.

 

It looked like a cruise ship, the sand on the soles of my feet intensified my concentration on the ship. There must have been at least 30 of my men on that ship and all of them should have been on their shifts. Instead they had taken the day off at my expense. But they had no idea whatsoever that I was onto them, and better yet, I was within 3000 miles of them and about 20 minutes at most within operational distance to get them.

 

I took off my trousers and set them on the dresser. A large lager was waiting for me on the dresser, the foam was thick and preserving its power. I held the glass against my head and felt its power cooling against my bladder. Without hesitation I grabbed my sidearm from under my pillow and walked outside the room with a fierce intensity. I walked right up to the old woman who was sitting in her chair, and fired straight through her skull. Her skull shattered immediately and blood and raw energy flew out of her, her body flickering with infinite windows of animation reduced to space, and also cutting a large part of myself out as well.

 

I dug my feet into the sand, put the gun in my mouth and without a moments hesitation I pulled the trigger.

[happygrowls]

what

[_Tacts]

Rumble*

 

 

Oh wait, you really did mean ramble... I see what you did there.

Edited June 22, 2014 by Tacts_21

[Ezza.]

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[Biohazard Abyss]

Couldn't stay away, could you?

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[The Flying Reacher]

My penis has a cane.

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