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Stryke wanted more so here we go. Latest story about the drunk heros. Enjoy. I'll post it in parts so here is the first bit. More comming when I get round to it.
Stryke closed the door behind him and walked down towards the kitchen.
"Morning Sheepy, Rasta, Such a lovely day. The birds are singing, the sky is..."
"Shut it you tart!" yelled Sheepy
"Whats up with you? You get lucky last night?" asked Rasta.
"Well you could say that."
As he spoke two stunning females walked into the kitchen, a blonde and a brunette, both were unbelievably beautiful.
"Stryke you old dog." said Rasta.
"What you talking about Rasta?" asked Stryke
"Morning girls." said Sheepy "Fancy some breakfast?"
"Oh they are yours, thought something strange was going on their." said Rasta.
As he said this a tall blonde bombshell walked in, she was even more beautiful that the others and had a body that would make any grown man drool."
"Morning Strykey baby, come back to bed" she said
"I'll be right there."
"Fun this said Rasta, I'm away back to bed with me GameCube."
Sheepy looked confused as both Stryke and Rasta left the table and headed of to their rooms.
"Well at least I have you two to keep me company." he said as he began to make breakfast.
Later on in the day the phone rang.
"Hello" said Stryke in a very smug voice.
It was Ant, he was screaming and shouting and generally talking poo"
"Ant, slow down and speak proper" shouted Stryke down the phone.
"They are back!" screamed Ant before the phone went dead.
Stryke told the others and they left the ladies and GameCube behind as they headed over to Ant's house, well his sisters place where he had a room.
They went in and the place was a mess, "Nothing strange here then" said Rasta.
Sheepy opened the fridge and it was empty. "Arrgghh, were is my beer?" screamed Sheepy.
Suddenly a noise came from out the back, they opened the blinds to see Ant being thrown in the back of a van, on the side of the van read the word 'MicroHard'.
"Oh dear, I think we have a problem here guys." said Stryke.
"We will need weapons." said Rasta, "Guns and knifes and bombs and stuff. Oh and rope, rope is good"
They set about gathering essential items. "Right what have you got?" asked Stryke.
"I have a handgun, smoke grenades, I made them myself and also a rope, rope is good" said Rasta
"Ok I have a machine gun, found it under Ants bed, thats army rejects for you, I also have a knife, chemistry set, Mallrats DVD and a torch." replied Stryke.
"Sheepy opened his bag. "I have a bag of crisps, bottle of Jack Daniels, 6 buds, 3 condoms and I also have my two barettas and a baseball bat." said Sheepy.
"Well you never know what we might need." replied Stryke.
Stryke closed the door behind him and walked down towards the kitchen.
"Morning Sheepy, Rasta, Such a lovely day. The birds are singing, the sky is..."
"Shut it you tart!" yelled Sheepy
"Whats up with you? You get lucky last night?" asked Rasta.
"Well you could say that."
As he spoke two stunning females walked into the kitchen, a blonde and a brunette, both were unbelievably beautiful.
"Stryke you old dog." said Rasta.
"What you talking about Rasta?" asked Stryke
"Morning girls." said Sheepy "Fancy some breakfast?"
"Oh they are yours, thought something strange was going on their." said Rasta.
As he said this a tall blonde bombshell walked in, she was even more beautiful that the others and had a body that would make any grown man drool."
"Morning Strykey baby, come back to bed" she said
"I'll be right there."
"Fun this said Rasta, I'm away back to bed with me GameCube."
Sheepy looked confused as both Stryke and Rasta left the table and headed of to their rooms.
"Well at least I have you two to keep me company." he said as he began to make breakfast.
Later on in the day the phone rang.
"Hello" said Stryke in a very smug voice.
It was Ant, he was screaming and shouting and generally talking poo"
"Ant, slow down and speak proper" shouted Stryke down the phone.
"They are back!" screamed Ant before the phone went dead.
Stryke told the others and they left the ladies and GameCube behind as they headed over to Ant's house, well his sisters place where he had a room.
They went in and the place was a mess, "Nothing strange here then" said Rasta.
Sheepy opened the fridge and it was empty. "Arrgghh, were is my beer?" screamed Sheepy.
Suddenly a noise came from out the back, they opened the blinds to see Ant being thrown in the back of a van, on the side of the van read the word 'MicroHard'.
"Oh dear, I think we have a problem here guys." said Stryke.
"We will need weapons." said Rasta, "Guns and knifes and bombs and stuff. Oh and rope, rope is good"
They set about gathering essential items. "Right what have you got?" asked Stryke.
"I have a handgun, smoke grenades, I made them myself and also a rope, rope is good" said Rasta
"Ok I have a machine gun, found it under Ants bed, thats army rejects for you, I also have a knife, chemistry set, Mallrats DVD and a torch." replied Stryke.
"Sheepy opened his bag. "I have a bag of crisps, bottle of Jack Daniels, 6 buds, 3 condoms and I also have my two barettas and a baseball bat." said Sheepy.
"Well you never know what we might need." replied Stryke.
They lay waiting in the thick undergrowth watching the guards patrol the main entrances and escape routes. Only two guards ever appeared for the first two hours. Both looked quite old and could be taken down easily.
"Can we just stay here and get steamin' ?" asked Sheepy.
"No we must save Ant, he has been there for us in the past and remember he is the one who can't handle his drink, we need him to mock in the pub." Said Stryke as he placed his hip flask back in his pocket.
"Time to roll." Said Rasta as they slowly made their way towards the wall, Rasta removed the rope from his bag. "Told you rope was good." He said as he tied the knot and threw it over the wall. They climbed the wall and took out both guards with precision shots.
They entered the castle to find many workers wearing MicroHard lab coats and going about what appeared to be normal work. "Look there he is." Said Sheepy, pointing through the window across from them.
They entered the room and untied Ant.
"Fools it is a trap." Blasted Ant as armed guards opened fire on the window of the room.
"DOWN!" yelled Stryke as he pulled the machine gun out the bag. He handed Ant a weapon and they returned fire.
"Have you got the books?" asked Ant as he took out several of the guards.
"Yeah I have them here. Why?" asked Rasta.
"They are after my plans to build the ultimate entertainment machine, quickly hand them here I have a surprise."
Ant ripped out several of the important sheets of paper and began to copy them adding a few extras along the way. "Rasta keep this book and under no circumstances let anyone have it." Said Ant
"Rasta put it down his trousers. "Need to be brave to go down there." He replied as he shot down more guards.
"Surrender, it is our only chance." Said Ant
"But…. You crazy?" said Sheepy
"No I have a plan." Replied Ant
They gave up and were given some rough treatment before the man himself came in.
"You!" blasted Stryke "We meet again."
It was the MicroHard boss
"If at first you don't succeed then steal someone else's idea" he said as he ripped the book out of Ants hand.
"Begin work right away, I want this ready now."
The workers began working and within half an hour had a completed prototype.
"Show me how it works" he demanded.
Ant took to his feet and looked at it. One of the workers spoke. "The nitro glycerine inside it plays what part?"
Ant turned to him with a smug look and said "That's what gives it the oomph"
As Ant messed around with it Stryke managed to untie himself and get Rasta and Sheepy untied too. While everyone focused on Ant The others attacked and opened fire on the guards. Stryke kicked the Microhard boss down and tied him to a chair. Ant pressed the button. "Quickly we have 5 minutes"
They headed for the exit and ran down the path to the boat. They all looked back as the whole castle exploded.
"woooo, now we can go to the pub" yelled Sheepy in a happy voice.
"Rasta my book please." Said Ant
"Errmm, ooh it seems to be missing"
"You fool, My work ruined and now what.."
"Here it is no need to cry"
"How did you do it Ant?" asked Stryke.
"Well the nitro glycerine is an explosive material and the power and time unit in the console could act as a detonator. Oh and I am much cleverer than you." Explained Ant
"We shall see" said Stryke "to the pub quiz. Drinks are on Ant"
They sailed down the river back towards town. The pub was waiting and they had gone too long without drink. Until next time. Goodbye
**This post does not promote excessive intake of alcoholic beverages as they can have a dangerous effect on the human body such as make ugly people look attractive or damage your liver. Don't say I didn't warn you.
"Can we just stay here and get steamin' ?" asked Sheepy.
"No we must save Ant, he has been there for us in the past and remember he is the one who can't handle his drink, we need him to mock in the pub." Said Stryke as he placed his hip flask back in his pocket.
"Time to roll." Said Rasta as they slowly made their way towards the wall, Rasta removed the rope from his bag. "Told you rope was good." He said as he tied the knot and threw it over the wall. They climbed the wall and took out both guards with precision shots.
They entered the castle to find many workers wearing MicroHard lab coats and going about what appeared to be normal work. "Look there he is." Said Sheepy, pointing through the window across from them.
They entered the room and untied Ant.
"Fools it is a trap." Blasted Ant as armed guards opened fire on the window of the room.
"DOWN!" yelled Stryke as he pulled the machine gun out the bag. He handed Ant a weapon and they returned fire.
"Have you got the books?" asked Ant as he took out several of the guards.
"Yeah I have them here. Why?" asked Rasta.
"They are after my plans to build the ultimate entertainment machine, quickly hand them here I have a surprise."
Ant ripped out several of the important sheets of paper and began to copy them adding a few extras along the way. "Rasta keep this book and under no circumstances let anyone have it." Said Ant
"Rasta put it down his trousers. "Need to be brave to go down there." He replied as he shot down more guards.
"Surrender, it is our only chance." Said Ant
"But…. You crazy?" said Sheepy
"No I have a plan." Replied Ant
They gave up and were given some rough treatment before the man himself came in.
"You!" blasted Stryke "We meet again."
It was the MicroHard boss
"If at first you don't succeed then steal someone else's idea" he said as he ripped the book out of Ants hand.
"Begin work right away, I want this ready now."
The workers began working and within half an hour had a completed prototype.
"Show me how it works" he demanded.
Ant took to his feet and looked at it. One of the workers spoke. "The nitro glycerine inside it plays what part?"
Ant turned to him with a smug look and said "That's what gives it the oomph"
As Ant messed around with it Stryke managed to untie himself and get Rasta and Sheepy untied too. While everyone focused on Ant The others attacked and opened fire on the guards. Stryke kicked the Microhard boss down and tied him to a chair. Ant pressed the button. "Quickly we have 5 minutes"
They headed for the exit and ran down the path to the boat. They all looked back as the whole castle exploded.
"woooo, now we can go to the pub" yelled Sheepy in a happy voice.
"Rasta my book please." Said Ant
"Errmm, ooh it seems to be missing"
"You fool, My work ruined and now what.."
"Here it is no need to cry"
"How did you do it Ant?" asked Stryke.
"Well the nitro glycerine is an explosive material and the power and time unit in the console could act as a detonator. Oh and I am much cleverer than you." Explained Ant
"We shall see" said Stryke "to the pub quiz. Drinks are on Ant"
They sailed down the river back towards town. The pub was waiting and they had gone too long without drink. Until next time. Goodbye
**This post does not promote excessive intake of alcoholic beverages as they can have a dangerous effect on the human body such as make ugly people look attractive or damage your liver. Don't say I didn't warn you.
Suddenly the phone rang. "I'll get it." yelled Rasta as he jumped over the table and dived for the phone.
"Hi, Georges grill shack, you kill em and we'll grill em." said Rasta
"Shut it Rasta I don't have time. You have found the hideout I see. Good. I need your help. On the map on the wall there is a river, you will need a boat there is a small island with no name. That is where I am being held. Oh I have to go I shall see....." The sound of a gun being cocked was heard before the line went dead.
"We need a boat." said Rasta.
"Sheepy picked himself of the ground, "We must get sober, being drunk on a boat is dangerous."
The others laughed at the thought of Sheepy being sober as they passed him a small bottle of vodka.
"Drink that punk and start talking sense" said Stryke as he packed up an extra bag of supplies from Ant's room.
They drove down the side of the riverbank, Rasta held the large framed map in his hands. "Er I think we are here but there are no boats on the map." he said.
"There's one!" shouted Stryke as he skidded down the dusty path.
"Move out"
They climbed aboard the boat and untied the ropes and started the engine, chug chug chug went the engine as they bounced through the waves. They grew closer and closer to the island.
"Kill the engine and we will glide into the bank of the island on the West coast." said Stryke.
Rasta shut the engine off and they let the boat glide along with the current and up onto the beach.
"Let's build a sandcastle" said Sheepy. "Go on it could be fun."
"And what about Ant?" asked Rasta
"Oh I forgot about him."
They ran up the beach to reveal a large castle.
"Let's set up an observation camp over there in the trees and plan out attack" said Stryke.
"We shall attack at nightfall!"
"Hi, Georges grill shack, you kill em and we'll grill em." said Rasta
"Shut it Rasta I don't have time. You have found the hideout I see. Good. I need your help. On the map on the wall there is a river, you will need a boat there is a small island with no name. That is where I am being held. Oh I have to go I shall see....." The sound of a gun being cocked was heard before the line went dead.
"We need a boat." said Rasta.
"Sheepy picked himself of the ground, "We must get sober, being drunk on a boat is dangerous."
The others laughed at the thought of Sheepy being sober as they passed him a small bottle of vodka.
"Drink that punk and start talking sense" said Stryke as he packed up an extra bag of supplies from Ant's room.
They drove down the side of the riverbank, Rasta held the large framed map in his hands. "Er I think we are here but there are no boats on the map." he said.
"There's one!" shouted Stryke as he skidded down the dusty path.
"Move out"
They climbed aboard the boat and untied the ropes and started the engine, chug chug chug went the engine as they bounced through the waves. They grew closer and closer to the island.
"Kill the engine and we will glide into the bank of the island on the West coast." said Stryke.
Rasta shut the engine off and they let the boat glide along with the current and up onto the beach.
"Let's build a sandcastle" said Sheepy. "Go on it could be fun."
"And what about Ant?" asked Rasta
"Oh I forgot about him."
They ran up the beach to reveal a large castle.
"Let's set up an observation camp over there in the trees and plan out attack" said Stryke.
"We shall attack at nightfall!"
This series rules. Keep it up, my man. :-D
"Well you never know what we might need." replied Stryke.
They went back to the flat as fast as they could and got into Strykes new and improved motor vehicle. It was a small car he used to deliver pizzas for a local shop. They had no idea where they were going, they just drove around looking cool and hopefully find the van.
A few hours later and the car was parked in the carpark of a well known chain of supermarkets. The three off them were very drunk and the bottle of jack daniels was now empty, then the buds were drank.
"Who you calling drunk?" said Rasta in a drunk slurred way moments before he fell to the ground and began lauging.
"Holt who goes where?" babbled Stryke as he tried to unlock the car. "Lets save Ant and get laid."
As he fumbled around the lock of the car he noticed a van drive into the carpark. It was the MicroHard van from earlier. Two huge men got out and walked into to purchase some goods.
"Lets go and bash them down!" yelled Sheepy as he ran well more stumbled in the direction of the van. As he got there the two men approached him.
In a very camp voice one of them spoke. "Oh hello there, how are you? I am super how would you like to party with us tonight?"
Sheepy took the baseball bat from behind his back and swung it with great force. He knocked the larger of the two out in an instant, the other one fainted with shock momnets later.
"oh lets drive this van" shouted Sheepy as he climbed in and started the engine. Rasta and Stryke climbed aboard. "Ant has left his mark" said Stryke.
"Really?" replied Rasta "Doesn't smell like pee to me, more pine fresh"
"No fool, there on the side"
Sure enough Ant had left his mark to show he was in no danger but something big was going down. They were all still suffering from the frink and decided that Stryke should drive firstly because he had a licence and secondly because with such a smug face no police officer in the world could charge him.
He raced in and out of traffic, although the road was empty it was nice to think he was trying hard anyway.
"To the secret hideout" Sheepy shouted
"Ok where is it replied Stryke
"Eh I don't know, It's a secret, only Ant knows."
"It might be in his diary, I brought it too." Said Rasta as he flicked through the pages
Day 1345
Stryke was being silly today so I locked in the sharpshooter and taught him a lesson. He beat me later but the drink eased my pain.
Found a cool hideout, it shall be my secret. It is under the bridge behind the old warehouse. There are rats, I hate rats but It is dark. Should look good with a few chairs and some curtains. Not cheap ones though. This hideout must rule.
Got laid with some bird, wanted to show her hideout but can't, it's my secret and has important stuff. Stayed at flat with others and fought Rasta on GameCube. Bah Nintardo still suck, more than ever.
"I found it" yelled Rasta. "To the bridge"
They arrived at Ant's secret hideout. On the door was a small sign which read.
'Ant's secret hideout. Do not enter as Ant is well 'ard'
"Oh well he isn't here so lets go in" said Sheepy as he opened the door.
"Wow check this place out, it is better than the flat." Said Stryke.
The room was filled with home comforts and looked quite stylish, it was amazing that nobody had ever stumbled upon this place.
"hey check this out, it is Ant's idea book" said Rasta.
The book contained numerous ideas as to how the gaming industry could be taken to the next level, all with the good and bad points about each and in his diary there were various sketches of components and diagrams required for each idea. "Wow Ant is a nerd. And a good one at that. This is what they must be after." Said Stryke.
"We must hide them" said Rasta. He took the book and shoved it down his trousers. "Nobody will ever go down there"
"Take them out and put them under the old floorboards over there." Said Stryke as he worked on a plan.
There was a map to the complex in the van and a list of objectives for the two camp men to complete, only one was ticked 'Steal the nerd boy'.
"Ok let's move out." Sheepy shouted moments before he fell asleep due to the drink.
They went back to the flat as fast as they could and got into Strykes new and improved motor vehicle. It was a small car he used to deliver pizzas for a local shop. They had no idea where they were going, they just drove around looking cool and hopefully find the van.
A few hours later and the car was parked in the carpark of a well known chain of supermarkets. The three off them were very drunk and the bottle of jack daniels was now empty, then the buds were drank.
"Who you calling drunk?" said Rasta in a drunk slurred way moments before he fell to the ground and began lauging.
"Holt who goes where?" babbled Stryke as he tried to unlock the car. "Lets save Ant and get laid."
As he fumbled around the lock of the car he noticed a van drive into the carpark. It was the MicroHard van from earlier. Two huge men got out and walked into to purchase some goods.
"Lets go and bash them down!" yelled Sheepy as he ran well more stumbled in the direction of the van. As he got there the two men approached him.
In a very camp voice one of them spoke. "Oh hello there, how are you? I am super how would you like to party with us tonight?"
Sheepy took the baseball bat from behind his back and swung it with great force. He knocked the larger of the two out in an instant, the other one fainted with shock momnets later.
"oh lets drive this van" shouted Sheepy as he climbed in and started the engine. Rasta and Stryke climbed aboard. "Ant has left his mark" said Stryke.
"Really?" replied Rasta "Doesn't smell like pee to me, more pine fresh"
"No fool, there on the side"
Sure enough Ant had left his mark to show he was in no danger but something big was going down. They were all still suffering from the frink and decided that Stryke should drive firstly because he had a licence and secondly because with such a smug face no police officer in the world could charge him.
He raced in and out of traffic, although the road was empty it was nice to think he was trying hard anyway.
"To the secret hideout" Sheepy shouted
"Ok where is it replied Stryke
"Eh I don't know, It's a secret, only Ant knows."
"It might be in his diary, I brought it too." Said Rasta as he flicked through the pages
Day 1345
Stryke was being silly today so I locked in the sharpshooter and taught him a lesson. He beat me later but the drink eased my pain.
Found a cool hideout, it shall be my secret. It is under the bridge behind the old warehouse. There are rats, I hate rats but It is dark. Should look good with a few chairs and some curtains. Not cheap ones though. This hideout must rule.
Got laid with some bird, wanted to show her hideout but can't, it's my secret and has important stuff. Stayed at flat with others and fought Rasta on GameCube. Bah Nintardo still suck, more than ever.
"I found it" yelled Rasta. "To the bridge"
They arrived at Ant's secret hideout. On the door was a small sign which read.
'Ant's secret hideout. Do not enter as Ant is well 'ard'
"Oh well he isn't here so lets go in" said Sheepy as he opened the door.
"Wow check this place out, it is better than the flat." Said Stryke.
The room was filled with home comforts and looked quite stylish, it was amazing that nobody had ever stumbled upon this place.
"hey check this out, it is Ant's idea book" said Rasta.
The book contained numerous ideas as to how the gaming industry could be taken to the next level, all with the good and bad points about each and in his diary there were various sketches of components and diagrams required for each idea. "Wow Ant is a nerd. And a good one at that. This is what they must be after." Said Stryke.
"We must hide them" said Rasta. He took the book and shoved it down his trousers. "Nobody will ever go down there"
"Take them out and put them under the old floorboards over there." Said Stryke as he worked on a plan.
There was a map to the complex in the van and a list of objectives for the two camp men to complete, only one was ticked 'Steal the nerd boy'.
"Ok let's move out." Sheepy shouted moments before he fell asleep due to the drink.
Yeah sorry it was so short but I am busy with uni and stuff so I thought just write and post as much as I can when I have time. I also got medal of honour AA today so time is going away fast. Next part in a few mins anyway.
Good story, but it was a bit short, even for a whole part. Am i in it?
Not bad AliBoy.
Quite short, but quite funny too.
Nice.
Quite short, but quite funny too.
Nice.
Stryke wanted more so here we go. Latest story about the drunk heros. Enjoy. I'll post it in parts so here is the first bit. More comming when I get round to it.
Stryke closed the door behind him and walked down towards the kitchen.
"Morning Sheepy, Rasta, Such a lovely day. The birds are singing, the sky is..."
"Shut it you tart!" yelled Sheepy
"Whats up with you? You get lucky last night?" asked Rasta.
"Well you could say that."
As he spoke two stunning females walked into the kitchen, a blonde and a brunette, both were unbelievably beautiful.
"Stryke you old dog." said Rasta.
"What you talking about Rasta?" asked Stryke
"Morning girls." said Sheepy "Fancy some breakfast?"
"Oh they are yours, thought something strange was going on their." said Rasta.
As he said this a tall blonde bombshell walked in, she was even more beautiful that the others and had a body that would make any grown man drool."
"Morning Strykey baby, come back to bed" she said
"I'll be right there."
"Fun this said Rasta, I'm away back to bed with me GameCube."
Sheepy looked confused as both Stryke and Rasta left the table and headed of to their rooms.
"Well at least I have you two to keep me company." he said as he began to make breakfast.
Later on in the day the phone rang.
"Hello" said Stryke in a very smug voice.
It was Ant, he was screaming and shouting and generally talking poo"
"Ant, slow down and speak proper" shouted Stryke down the phone.
"They are back!" screamed Ant before the phone went dead.
Stryke told the others and they left the ladies and GameCube behind as they headed over to Ant's house, well his sisters place where he had a room.
They went in and the place was a mess, "Nothing strange here then" said Rasta.
Sheepy opened the fridge and it was empty. "Arrgghh, were is my beer?" screamed Sheepy.
Suddenly a noise came from out the back, they opened the blinds to see Ant being thrown in the back of a van, on the side of the van read the word 'MicroHard'.
"Oh dear, I think we have a problem here guys." said Stryke.
"We will need weapons." said Rasta, "Guns and knifes and bombs and stuff. Oh and rope, rope is good"
They set about gathering essential items. "Right what have you got?" asked Stryke.
"I have a handgun, smoke grenades, I made them myself and also a rope, rope is good" said Rasta
"Ok I have a machine gun, found it under Ants bed, thats army rejects for you, I also have a knife, chemistry set, Mallrats DVD and a torch." replied Stryke.
"Sheepy opened his bag. "I have a bag of crisps, bottle of Jack Daniels, 6 buds, 3 condoms and I also have my two barettas and a baseball bat." said Sheepy.
"Well you never know what we might need." replied Stryke.
Stryke closed the door behind him and walked down towards the kitchen.
"Morning Sheepy, Rasta, Such a lovely day. The birds are singing, the sky is..."
"Shut it you tart!" yelled Sheepy
"Whats up with you? You get lucky last night?" asked Rasta.
"Well you could say that."
As he spoke two stunning females walked into the kitchen, a blonde and a brunette, both were unbelievably beautiful.
"Stryke you old dog." said Rasta.
"What you talking about Rasta?" asked Stryke
"Morning girls." said Sheepy "Fancy some breakfast?"
"Oh they are yours, thought something strange was going on their." said Rasta.
As he said this a tall blonde bombshell walked in, she was even more beautiful that the others and had a body that would make any grown man drool."
"Morning Strykey baby, come back to bed" she said
"I'll be right there."
"Fun this said Rasta, I'm away back to bed with me GameCube."
Sheepy looked confused as both Stryke and Rasta left the table and headed of to their rooms.
"Well at least I have you two to keep me company." he said as he began to make breakfast.
Later on in the day the phone rang.
"Hello" said Stryke in a very smug voice.
It was Ant, he was screaming and shouting and generally talking poo"
"Ant, slow down and speak proper" shouted Stryke down the phone.
"They are back!" screamed Ant before the phone went dead.
Stryke told the others and they left the ladies and GameCube behind as they headed over to Ant's house, well his sisters place where he had a room.
They went in and the place was a mess, "Nothing strange here then" said Rasta.
Sheepy opened the fridge and it was empty. "Arrgghh, were is my beer?" screamed Sheepy.
Suddenly a noise came from out the back, they opened the blinds to see Ant being thrown in the back of a van, on the side of the van read the word 'MicroHard'.
"Oh dear, I think we have a problem here guys." said Stryke.
"We will need weapons." said Rasta, "Guns and knifes and bombs and stuff. Oh and rope, rope is good"
They set about gathering essential items. "Right what have you got?" asked Stryke.
"I have a handgun, smoke grenades, I made them myself and also a rope, rope is good" said Rasta
"Ok I have a machine gun, found it under Ants bed, thats army rejects for you, I also have a knife, chemistry set, Mallrats DVD and a torch." replied Stryke.
"Sheepy opened his bag. "I have a bag of crisps, bottle of Jack Daniels, 6 buds, 3 condoms and I also have my two barettas and a baseball bat." said Sheepy.
"Well you never know what we might need." replied Stryke.