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More of the huge trucks were rolling ever closer to the Basildon store, as Sibs, Ev][L~Dark, Tiltawhirl and Spike looked on with horror. Mr. Snuggly and Tony were still attending to Longy, and Loki had all but vanished.
“We’re headed your way Sibs!” Yelled Cooky down the radio. “Kid Rock, Pro Evo, and AfroJoe are with me. We’ll be there soon.”
From another location on the M25 came the voice of Strafex. “I’m here with SSXpro and Triple H. We’re near to your position, but Triple H is hit. He needs a medic!”
“Okay, that can be sorted here, just get here, and fast!” I swiftly answered.
Ev][L~Dark was already picking off terrorists who were taking aim from the trucks, and Spike and Tiltawhirl had been back down to the bunker under the store to get some heavy weaponry. I was crouching behind some parked cars for cover, my backpack strapped on, and nozzle ready to spew liquid flame to any that strayed too close. Some terrorists opened fire, and I turned to the target of their bullets. Tiltawhirl and Spike strode out the door, and Tiltawhirl opened fire with his machine gun. Spike ran for cover, and leapt to the car I was cowering behind. I exchanged a worried glance with him, and we nodded at each other. Simultaneously we stood up and opened fire. My flame-thrower shot burning death to nearby terrorists, while spike fired a grenade from his Devastator grenade launcher. The grenade hit the target truck, and an inferno of flame destroyed it, and it’s cargo of weapons and terrorists. We ducked back behind the car, but a whistling noise warned us that all was not well.
“RUN!” Yelled Tiltawhirl to the pair of us, as we fled from our cover moments before a shell from one of the trucks’ artillery cannons hit the car, and transformed it into a shattered wreckage. We all jumped inside the store for cover.
Meanwhile SSXpro was having difficulty negotiating his way to the store, countless trucks were surrounding it, and gunfire riddled the car. Triple H was weak from blood loss, and needed help soon. SSXpro swerved one way then the other, slowly getting closer to the store, but one of the trucks rammed the car, and the three flew over to one side, Ev][L~Dark picked off the driver, and the truck turned hard, and toppled. Just as the three thought they had no chance of making it a siren rang out across the store, and on the roof red lights flashed. Slowly, a huge twin barrel machine gun emerged from the roof. Loki was manning it, and took aim. All fire was aimed at this new threat, and SSXpro managed to drive straight through the store doors, to cover. Triple H, helped by Strafex, walked to Tony and Mr. Snuggly for the medical help they needed, and then Strafex and SSXpro picked up one of the weapons littering the floor. As we heard Loki pummelling the trucks we rushed outside to help. Running into the fray I fired flames at any enemies I encountered, Tiltawhirl let rip with hot lead from his machine gun and Spike toasted enemy groups and trucks with his grenade launcher. Strafex wielded his pump action shotgun, and SSXpro held a pistol in one hand, and an Uzi in the other. As we cut a swathe through the hordes of enemies, we saw that although the store was encircled by the terrorists, the terrorists were now fighting on two fronts. Encircling the terrorists were masses of forum goers, led by Kid Rock, Cooky, Pro Evo, and AfroJoe. As I saw the many forum goers, Kid Rock screwed on the silencer to his pistol, and took aim with the laser sight and Pro Evo laced up his boots. AfroJoe fumbled in his hair for a moment, only to produce a (misleadingly titled) mini gun, and Cooky strapped on his utility belt, each pouch filled with a molotov cocktail.
Kid Rock fired his silenced, laser sighted pistol, and the horde of our new found allies charged. I noticed Rickoss charging, Game Boy in hand ready to thwart all enemies. Unfortunately he fell over. ResEvilFan loaded a deadly mix of canisters into his grenade launcher- fire, ice and acid rounds all in one shot. He fired the deadly concoction at a truck, and the thing exploded into flame, as terrorists ran out screaming from the frostbite, the fire, and the acid eating away their skin. As I turned and burnt more terrorist scum, I noticed Cooky climbing one of the artillery cannons on a truck. It fired, and Cooky clung onto the barrel, edging ever closer to the top. When he did so, he threw one of his deadly cocktails down there and leapt to the adjacent truck, as the last one erupted in flame. As I cautiously approached another truck, I heard a crunch behind me. Pro Evo had dived in and given an enemy a deadly two footed tackle! He ran off again, ready to deliver another bone cruncher to any who got in his way. I opened the door, and fired a quick spurt of flame into the drivers seat, but no one was there. At the back of the truck I heard a whirring noise, and I saw AfroJoe firing countless rounds into the back of the truck, killing off all who remained in there.
Soon, most of the trucks were in flames, and terrorist corpses riddled the stores surroundings. One truck was left, but it seemed abandoned. As we approached it to check, evil laughter roared from it. A hulking great figure emerged from the truck, black armour covering it head to toe, and a huge two handed sword, rune encrusted, in its hands. As the figure raised the helmet, I recognised the face- that grey stubble beard, and harsh but chubby features- it was that rude manager bloke who worked on the Isle Of Wight branch of Game! But hadn’t he grown? He now towered above us all, about 7 and a half feet tall, and as he swung the mighty sword, people were sent flying.
“He’s got the power of the evil Game gold card!” I yelled, as I saw it encrusted in the chest of his dark plate mail armour. A swathe was cut through our ranks, as we tried to retreat. Loki once again opened fire with the machine guns mounted on the stores roof, but the bullets had no effect on the towering form. Ev][L~Dark aimed and fired at the figure, but again there was no effect. As people backed off, Tiltawhirl pulled back on the pump action grip of the machine gun, and pulled the secondary trigger, unleashing a grenade onto the target, but the evil enemy simply stepped through the explosion, and picked up Tiltawhirl by the scruff of the neck. He drew back the sword, and just as he was about to run Tiltawhirl through, a red dot appeared on Tiltawhirl’s shirt, and a bullet cut through the material. Tiltawhirl fell to the floor, as the evil form thrust his sword to where he was holding Tiltawhirl just a few moments earlier. Kid Rock had saved Tilta with his quick aim. Tiltawhirl dove between the enemy’s legs, and rolled behind him, pummelling him with bullets as he backed off. The form turned around, wildly swinging his mighty sword. Everyone opened fire on the figure, but we still did no harm to him.
A yellow flash cut across my vision, and the evil armour clad warrior fell backwards. In his place SonicRav stood, but he had changes- instead of his normal blue spiky style, he had turned yellow, and a mad fire seemed to burn in his eyes. He immediately curled into a ball, spun a few times, and launched himself at the enemy. He hit him straight in the head, and the black helmet jerked back.
“Sonic, you must go for the Game gold card! It is the source of his power!” the wise voice of SSXpro echoed. Sonic unleashed a flurry of punched on his enemy as we looked on in awe. Finally, Sonic dealt a mighty uppercut to his foe, and dove headfirst into the Game gold card, shattering it into twelve shards.
The Game manager fell to the floor, back to his usual, middle-aged, balding and slightly chubby self. The armour clanged to the floor around him, as he tried to lift his mighty sword, but only succeeded in scraping it against the ground.
“We must question him!” yelled Tony, running out to the scene. “these are truth tablets, here give him two of those” he said handing them to the now patched up Triple H. Triple H forced open the mouth of the guy, and stuffed the two pills into his throat, slamming his jaw shut afterwards. He started foaming at the mouth and slumped to the floor. Triple H and many others looked questioningly at Tony.
“oops… wrong tablets.”
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Dedicated to the people who have died fighting terrorism, the victims of terrorism, and all those fighting for their cause without inflicting harm.
“We’re headed your way Sibs!” Yelled Cooky down the radio. “Kid Rock, Pro Evo, and AfroJoe are with me. We’ll be there soon.”
From another location on the M25 came the voice of Strafex. “I’m here with SSXpro and Triple H. We’re near to your position, but Triple H is hit. He needs a medic!”
“Okay, that can be sorted here, just get here, and fast!” I swiftly answered.
Ev][L~Dark was already picking off terrorists who were taking aim from the trucks, and Spike and Tiltawhirl had been back down to the bunker under the store to get some heavy weaponry. I was crouching behind some parked cars for cover, my backpack strapped on, and nozzle ready to spew liquid flame to any that strayed too close. Some terrorists opened fire, and I turned to the target of their bullets. Tiltawhirl and Spike strode out the door, and Tiltawhirl opened fire with his machine gun. Spike ran for cover, and leapt to the car I was cowering behind. I exchanged a worried glance with him, and we nodded at each other. Simultaneously we stood up and opened fire. My flame-thrower shot burning death to nearby terrorists, while spike fired a grenade from his Devastator grenade launcher. The grenade hit the target truck, and an inferno of flame destroyed it, and it’s cargo of weapons and terrorists. We ducked back behind the car, but a whistling noise warned us that all was not well.
“RUN!” Yelled Tiltawhirl to the pair of us, as we fled from our cover moments before a shell from one of the trucks’ artillery cannons hit the car, and transformed it into a shattered wreckage. We all jumped inside the store for cover.
Meanwhile SSXpro was having difficulty negotiating his way to the store, countless trucks were surrounding it, and gunfire riddled the car. Triple H was weak from blood loss, and needed help soon. SSXpro swerved one way then the other, slowly getting closer to the store, but one of the trucks rammed the car, and the three flew over to one side, Ev][L~Dark picked off the driver, and the truck turned hard, and toppled. Just as the three thought they had no chance of making it a siren rang out across the store, and on the roof red lights flashed. Slowly, a huge twin barrel machine gun emerged from the roof. Loki was manning it, and took aim. All fire was aimed at this new threat, and SSXpro managed to drive straight through the store doors, to cover. Triple H, helped by Strafex, walked to Tony and Mr. Snuggly for the medical help they needed, and then Strafex and SSXpro picked up one of the weapons littering the floor. As we heard Loki pummelling the trucks we rushed outside to help. Running into the fray I fired flames at any enemies I encountered, Tiltawhirl let rip with hot lead from his machine gun and Spike toasted enemy groups and trucks with his grenade launcher. Strafex wielded his pump action shotgun, and SSXpro held a pistol in one hand, and an Uzi in the other. As we cut a swathe through the hordes of enemies, we saw that although the store was encircled by the terrorists, the terrorists were now fighting on two fronts. Encircling the terrorists were masses of forum goers, led by Kid Rock, Cooky, Pro Evo, and AfroJoe. As I saw the many forum goers, Kid Rock screwed on the silencer to his pistol, and took aim with the laser sight and Pro Evo laced up his boots. AfroJoe fumbled in his hair for a moment, only to produce a (misleadingly titled) mini gun, and Cooky strapped on his utility belt, each pouch filled with a molotov cocktail.
Kid Rock fired his silenced, laser sighted pistol, and the horde of our new found allies charged. I noticed Rickoss charging, Game Boy in hand ready to thwart all enemies. Unfortunately he fell over. ResEvilFan loaded a deadly mix of canisters into his grenade launcher- fire, ice and acid rounds all in one shot. He fired the deadly concoction at a truck, and the thing exploded into flame, as terrorists ran out screaming from the frostbite, the fire, and the acid eating away their skin. As I turned and burnt more terrorist scum, I noticed Cooky climbing one of the artillery cannons on a truck. It fired, and Cooky clung onto the barrel, edging ever closer to the top. When he did so, he threw one of his deadly cocktails down there and leapt to the adjacent truck, as the last one erupted in flame. As I cautiously approached another truck, I heard a crunch behind me. Pro Evo had dived in and given an enemy a deadly two footed tackle! He ran off again, ready to deliver another bone cruncher to any who got in his way. I opened the door, and fired a quick spurt of flame into the drivers seat, but no one was there. At the back of the truck I heard a whirring noise, and I saw AfroJoe firing countless rounds into the back of the truck, killing off all who remained in there.
Soon, most of the trucks were in flames, and terrorist corpses riddled the stores surroundings. One truck was left, but it seemed abandoned. As we approached it to check, evil laughter roared from it. A hulking great figure emerged from the truck, black armour covering it head to toe, and a huge two handed sword, rune encrusted, in its hands. As the figure raised the helmet, I recognised the face- that grey stubble beard, and harsh but chubby features- it was that rude manager bloke who worked on the Isle Of Wight branch of Game! But hadn’t he grown? He now towered above us all, about 7 and a half feet tall, and as he swung the mighty sword, people were sent flying.
“He’s got the power of the evil Game gold card!” I yelled, as I saw it encrusted in the chest of his dark plate mail armour. A swathe was cut through our ranks, as we tried to retreat. Loki once again opened fire with the machine guns mounted on the stores roof, but the bullets had no effect on the towering form. Ev][L~Dark aimed and fired at the figure, but again there was no effect. As people backed off, Tiltawhirl pulled back on the pump action grip of the machine gun, and pulled the secondary trigger, unleashing a grenade onto the target, but the evil enemy simply stepped through the explosion, and picked up Tiltawhirl by the scruff of the neck. He drew back the sword, and just as he was about to run Tiltawhirl through, a red dot appeared on Tiltawhirl’s shirt, and a bullet cut through the material. Tiltawhirl fell to the floor, as the evil form thrust his sword to where he was holding Tiltawhirl just a few moments earlier. Kid Rock had saved Tilta with his quick aim. Tiltawhirl dove between the enemy’s legs, and rolled behind him, pummelling him with bullets as he backed off. The form turned around, wildly swinging his mighty sword. Everyone opened fire on the figure, but we still did no harm to him.
A yellow flash cut across my vision, and the evil armour clad warrior fell backwards. In his place SonicRav stood, but he had changes- instead of his normal blue spiky style, he had turned yellow, and a mad fire seemed to burn in his eyes. He immediately curled into a ball, spun a few times, and launched himself at the enemy. He hit him straight in the head, and the black helmet jerked back.
“Sonic, you must go for the Game gold card! It is the source of his power!” the wise voice of SSXpro echoed. Sonic unleashed a flurry of punched on his enemy as we looked on in awe. Finally, Sonic dealt a mighty uppercut to his foe, and dove headfirst into the Game gold card, shattering it into twelve shards.
The Game manager fell to the floor, back to his usual, middle-aged, balding and slightly chubby self. The armour clanged to the floor around him, as he tried to lift his mighty sword, but only succeeded in scraping it against the ground.
“We must question him!” yelled Tony, running out to the scene. “these are truth tablets, here give him two of those” he said handing them to the now patched up Triple H. Triple H forced open the mouth of the guy, and stuffed the two pills into his throat, slamming his jaw shut afterwards. He started foaming at the mouth and slumped to the floor. Triple H and many others looked questioningly at Tony.
“oops… wrong tablets.”
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Dedicated to the people who have died fighting terrorism, the victims of terrorism, and all those fighting for their cause without inflicting harm.
Thanks, I dunno when the final chapter will be out, probably by next weekend (I got school this week!) and who knows which special guests may make an appearance!
Also, that thing about the Game bloke who works in the Isle of Wight store, I'm not making it up... He is just like that and is really rude to customers, acts like he knows it all kind of thing and they are all idiots... Bah!
Also, that thing about the Game bloke who works in the Isle of Wight store, I'm not making it up... He is just like that and is really rude to customers, acts like he knows it all kind of thing and they are all idiots... Bah!
A brilliant story again with all these chapters you deserve a GAD but will i get into action again? i hope so, very good you are indeed a good writer
Hehe, i tripped over, but if i didn't i would of really hurt them with my game Boy!
Brilliant story Sibs, probably your best so far ;)
Brilliant story Sibs, probably your best so far ;)
Nice new chapter Sibs, i see i had my silenced laser guided Pistol =).
the last chapter is near us and this will be good (i hope)
the last chapter is near us and this will be good (i hope)
More of the huge trucks were rolling ever closer to the Basildon store, as Sibs, Ev][L~Dark, Tiltawhirl and Spike looked on with horror. Mr. Snuggly and Tony were still attending to Longy, and Loki had all but vanished.
“We’re headed your way Sibs!” Yelled Cooky down the radio. “Kid Rock, Pro Evo, and AfroJoe are with me. We’ll be there soon.”
From another location on the M25 came the voice of Strafex. “I’m here with SSXpro and Triple H. We’re near to your position, but Triple H is hit. He needs a medic!”
“Okay, that can be sorted here, just get here, and fast!” I swiftly answered.
Ev][L~Dark was already picking off terrorists who were taking aim from the trucks, and Spike and Tiltawhirl had been back down to the bunker under the store to get some heavy weaponry. I was crouching behind some parked cars for cover, my backpack strapped on, and nozzle ready to spew liquid flame to any that strayed too close. Some terrorists opened fire, and I turned to the target of their bullets. Tiltawhirl and Spike strode out the door, and Tiltawhirl opened fire with his machine gun. Spike ran for cover, and leapt to the car I was cowering behind. I exchanged a worried glance with him, and we nodded at each other. Simultaneously we stood up and opened fire. My flame-thrower shot burning death to nearby terrorists, while spike fired a grenade from his Devastator grenade launcher. The grenade hit the target truck, and an inferno of flame destroyed it, and it’s cargo of weapons and terrorists. We ducked back behind the car, but a whistling noise warned us that all was not well.
“RUN!” Yelled Tiltawhirl to the pair of us, as we fled from our cover moments before a shell from one of the trucks’ artillery cannons hit the car, and transformed it into a shattered wreckage. We all jumped inside the store for cover.
Meanwhile SSXpro was having difficulty negotiating his way to the store, countless trucks were surrounding it, and gunfire riddled the car. Triple H was weak from blood loss, and needed help soon. SSXpro swerved one way then the other, slowly getting closer to the store, but one of the trucks rammed the car, and the three flew over to one side, Ev][L~Dark picked off the driver, and the truck turned hard, and toppled. Just as the three thought they had no chance of making it a siren rang out across the store, and on the roof red lights flashed. Slowly, a huge twin barrel machine gun emerged from the roof. Loki was manning it, and took aim. All fire was aimed at this new threat, and SSXpro managed to drive straight through the store doors, to cover. Triple H, helped by Strafex, walked to Tony and Mr. Snuggly for the medical help they needed, and then Strafex and SSXpro picked up one of the weapons littering the floor. As we heard Loki pummelling the trucks we rushed outside to help. Running into the fray I fired flames at any enemies I encountered, Tiltawhirl let rip with hot lead from his machine gun and Spike toasted enemy groups and trucks with his grenade launcher. Strafex wielded his pump action shotgun, and SSXpro held a pistol in one hand, and an Uzi in the other. As we cut a swathe through the hordes of enemies, we saw that although the store was encircled by the terrorists, the terrorists were now fighting on two fronts. Encircling the terrorists were masses of forum goers, led by Kid Rock, Cooky, Pro Evo, and AfroJoe. As I saw the many forum goers, Kid Rock screwed on the silencer to his pistol, and took aim with the laser sight and Pro Evo laced up his boots. AfroJoe fumbled in his hair for a moment, only to produce a (misleadingly titled) mini gun, and Cooky strapped on his utility belt, each pouch filled with a molotov cocktail.
Kid Rock fired his silenced, laser sighted pistol, and the horde of our new found allies charged. I noticed Rickoss charging, Game Boy in hand ready to thwart all enemies. Unfortunately he fell over. ResEvilFan loaded a deadly mix of canisters into his grenade launcher- fire, ice and acid rounds all in one shot. He fired the deadly concoction at a truck, and the thing exploded into flame, as terrorists ran out screaming from the frostbite, the fire, and the acid eating away their skin. As I turned and burnt more terrorist scum, I noticed Cooky climbing one of the artillery cannons on a truck. It fired, and Cooky clung onto the barrel, edging ever closer to the top. When he did so, he threw one of his deadly cocktails down there and leapt to the adjacent truck, as the last one erupted in flame. As I cautiously approached another truck, I heard a crunch behind me. Pro Evo had dived in and given an enemy a deadly two footed tackle! He ran off again, ready to deliver another bone cruncher to any who got in his way. I opened the door, and fired a quick spurt of flame into the drivers seat, but no one was there. At the back of the truck I heard a whirring noise, and I saw AfroJoe firing countless rounds into the back of the truck, killing off all who remained in there.
Soon, most of the trucks were in flames, and terrorist corpses riddled the stores surroundings. One truck was left, but it seemed abandoned. As we approached it to check, evil laughter roared from it. A hulking great figure emerged from the truck, black armour covering it head to toe, and a huge two handed sword, rune encrusted, in its hands. As the figure raised the helmet, I recognised the face- that grey stubble beard, and harsh but chubby features- it was that rude manager bloke who worked on the Isle Of Wight branch of Game! But hadn’t he grown? He now towered above us all, about 7 and a half feet tall, and as he swung the mighty sword, people were sent flying.
“He’s got the power of the evil Game gold card!” I yelled, as I saw it encrusted in the chest of his dark plate mail armour. A swathe was cut through our ranks, as we tried to retreat. Loki once again opened fire with the machine guns mounted on the stores roof, but the bullets had no effect on the towering form. Ev][L~Dark aimed and fired at the figure, but again there was no effect. As people backed off, Tiltawhirl pulled back on the pump action grip of the machine gun, and pulled the secondary trigger, unleashing a grenade onto the target, but the evil enemy simply stepped through the explosion, and picked up Tiltawhirl by the scruff of the neck. He drew back the sword, and just as he was about to run Tiltawhirl through, a red dot appeared on Tiltawhirl’s shirt, and a bullet cut through the material. Tiltawhirl fell to the floor, as the evil form thrust his sword to where he was holding Tiltawhirl just a few moments earlier. Kid Rock had saved Tilta with his quick aim. Tiltawhirl dove between the enemy’s legs, and rolled behind him, pummelling him with bullets as he backed off. The form turned around, wildly swinging his mighty sword. Everyone opened fire on the figure, but we still did no harm to him.
A yellow flash cut across my vision, and the evil armour clad warrior fell backwards. In his place SonicRav stood, but he had changes- instead of his normal blue spiky style, he had turned yellow, and a mad fire seemed to burn in his eyes. He immediately curled into a ball, spun a few times, and launched himself at the enemy. He hit him straight in the head, and the black helmet jerked back.
“Sonic, you must go for the Game gold card! It is the source of his power!” the wise voice of SSXpro echoed. Sonic unleashed a flurry of punched on his enemy as we looked on in awe. Finally, Sonic dealt a mighty uppercut to his foe, and dove headfirst into the Game gold card, shattering it into twelve shards.
The Game manager fell to the floor, back to his usual, middle-aged, balding and slightly chubby self. The armour clanged to the floor around him, as he tried to lift his mighty sword, but only succeeded in scraping it against the ground.
“We must question him!” yelled Tony, running out to the scene. “these are truth tablets, here give him two of those” he said handing them to the now patched up Triple H. Triple H forced open the mouth of the guy, and stuffed the two pills into his throat, slamming his jaw shut afterwards. He started foaming at the mouth and slumped to the floor. Triple H and many others looked questioningly at Tony.
“oops… wrong tablets.”
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Dedicated to the people who have died fighting terrorism, the victims of terrorism, and all those fighting for their cause without inflicting harm.
“We’re headed your way Sibs!” Yelled Cooky down the radio. “Kid Rock, Pro Evo, and AfroJoe are with me. We’ll be there soon.”
From another location on the M25 came the voice of Strafex. “I’m here with SSXpro and Triple H. We’re near to your position, but Triple H is hit. He needs a medic!”
“Okay, that can be sorted here, just get here, and fast!” I swiftly answered.
Ev][L~Dark was already picking off terrorists who were taking aim from the trucks, and Spike and Tiltawhirl had been back down to the bunker under the store to get some heavy weaponry. I was crouching behind some parked cars for cover, my backpack strapped on, and nozzle ready to spew liquid flame to any that strayed too close. Some terrorists opened fire, and I turned to the target of their bullets. Tiltawhirl and Spike strode out the door, and Tiltawhirl opened fire with his machine gun. Spike ran for cover, and leapt to the car I was cowering behind. I exchanged a worried glance with him, and we nodded at each other. Simultaneously we stood up and opened fire. My flame-thrower shot burning death to nearby terrorists, while spike fired a grenade from his Devastator grenade launcher. The grenade hit the target truck, and an inferno of flame destroyed it, and it’s cargo of weapons and terrorists. We ducked back behind the car, but a whistling noise warned us that all was not well.
“RUN!” Yelled Tiltawhirl to the pair of us, as we fled from our cover moments before a shell from one of the trucks’ artillery cannons hit the car, and transformed it into a shattered wreckage. We all jumped inside the store for cover.
Meanwhile SSXpro was having difficulty negotiating his way to the store, countless trucks were surrounding it, and gunfire riddled the car. Triple H was weak from blood loss, and needed help soon. SSXpro swerved one way then the other, slowly getting closer to the store, but one of the trucks rammed the car, and the three flew over to one side, Ev][L~Dark picked off the driver, and the truck turned hard, and toppled. Just as the three thought they had no chance of making it a siren rang out across the store, and on the roof red lights flashed. Slowly, a huge twin barrel machine gun emerged from the roof. Loki was manning it, and took aim. All fire was aimed at this new threat, and SSXpro managed to drive straight through the store doors, to cover. Triple H, helped by Strafex, walked to Tony and Mr. Snuggly for the medical help they needed, and then Strafex and SSXpro picked up one of the weapons littering the floor. As we heard Loki pummelling the trucks we rushed outside to help. Running into the fray I fired flames at any enemies I encountered, Tiltawhirl let rip with hot lead from his machine gun and Spike toasted enemy groups and trucks with his grenade launcher. Strafex wielded his pump action shotgun, and SSXpro held a pistol in one hand, and an Uzi in the other. As we cut a swathe through the hordes of enemies, we saw that although the store was encircled by the terrorists, the terrorists were now fighting on two fronts. Encircling the terrorists were masses of forum goers, led by Kid Rock, Cooky, Pro Evo, and AfroJoe. As I saw the many forum goers, Kid Rock screwed on the silencer to his pistol, and took aim with the laser sight and Pro Evo laced up his boots. AfroJoe fumbled in his hair for a moment, only to produce a (misleadingly titled) mini gun, and Cooky strapped on his utility belt, each pouch filled with a molotov cocktail.
Kid Rock fired his silenced, laser sighted pistol, and the horde of our new found allies charged. I noticed Rickoss charging, Game Boy in hand ready to thwart all enemies. Unfortunately he fell over. ResEvilFan loaded a deadly mix of canisters into his grenade launcher- fire, ice and acid rounds all in one shot. He fired the deadly concoction at a truck, and the thing exploded into flame, as terrorists ran out screaming from the frostbite, the fire, and the acid eating away their skin. As I turned and burnt more terrorist scum, I noticed Cooky climbing one of the artillery cannons on a truck. It fired, and Cooky clung onto the barrel, edging ever closer to the top. When he did so, he threw one of his deadly cocktails down there and leapt to the adjacent truck, as the last one erupted in flame. As I cautiously approached another truck, I heard a crunch behind me. Pro Evo had dived in and given an enemy a deadly two footed tackle! He ran off again, ready to deliver another bone cruncher to any who got in his way. I opened the door, and fired a quick spurt of flame into the drivers seat, but no one was there. At the back of the truck I heard a whirring noise, and I saw AfroJoe firing countless rounds into the back of the truck, killing off all who remained in there.
Soon, most of the trucks were in flames, and terrorist corpses riddled the stores surroundings. One truck was left, but it seemed abandoned. As we approached it to check, evil laughter roared from it. A hulking great figure emerged from the truck, black armour covering it head to toe, and a huge two handed sword, rune encrusted, in its hands. As the figure raised the helmet, I recognised the face- that grey stubble beard, and harsh but chubby features- it was that rude manager bloke who worked on the Isle Of Wight branch of Game! But hadn’t he grown? He now towered above us all, about 7 and a half feet tall, and as he swung the mighty sword, people were sent flying.
“He’s got the power of the evil Game gold card!” I yelled, as I saw it encrusted in the chest of his dark plate mail armour. A swathe was cut through our ranks, as we tried to retreat. Loki once again opened fire with the machine guns mounted on the stores roof, but the bullets had no effect on the towering form. Ev][L~Dark aimed and fired at the figure, but again there was no effect. As people backed off, Tiltawhirl pulled back on the pump action grip of the machine gun, and pulled the secondary trigger, unleashing a grenade onto the target, but the evil enemy simply stepped through the explosion, and picked up Tiltawhirl by the scruff of the neck. He drew back the sword, and just as he was about to run Tiltawhirl through, a red dot appeared on Tiltawhirl’s shirt, and a bullet cut through the material. Tiltawhirl fell to the floor, as the evil form thrust his sword to where he was holding Tiltawhirl just a few moments earlier. Kid Rock had saved Tilta with his quick aim. Tiltawhirl dove between the enemy’s legs, and rolled behind him, pummelling him with bullets as he backed off. The form turned around, wildly swinging his mighty sword. Everyone opened fire on the figure, but we still did no harm to him.
A yellow flash cut across my vision, and the evil armour clad warrior fell backwards. In his place SonicRav stood, but he had changes- instead of his normal blue spiky style, he had turned yellow, and a mad fire seemed to burn in his eyes. He immediately curled into a ball, spun a few times, and launched himself at the enemy. He hit him straight in the head, and the black helmet jerked back.
“Sonic, you must go for the Game gold card! It is the source of his power!” the wise voice of SSXpro echoed. Sonic unleashed a flurry of punched on his enemy as we looked on in awe. Finally, Sonic dealt a mighty uppercut to his foe, and dove headfirst into the Game gold card, shattering it into twelve shards.
The Game manager fell to the floor, back to his usual, middle-aged, balding and slightly chubby self. The armour clanged to the floor around him, as he tried to lift his mighty sword, but only succeeded in scraping it against the ground.
“We must question him!” yelled Tony, running out to the scene. “these are truth tablets, here give him two of those” he said handing them to the now patched up Triple H. Triple H forced open the mouth of the guy, and stuffed the two pills into his throat, slamming his jaw shut afterwards. He started foaming at the mouth and slumped to the floor. Triple H and many others looked questioningly at Tony.
“oops… wrong tablets.”
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Dedicated to the people who have died fighting terrorism, the victims of terrorism, and all those fighting for their cause without inflicting harm.