New Zombie RPG - NAMELESS
Posted: 01 Mar 2012, 13:36
Warning: May contain strong, infrequent bad language
Eastern Russia. 2014.
"Reports are claiming, while blurry, that the Russian weapon used seemed to backfire; with no effects being visible outside of the standard carpet bomb."
"
We got the intel wrong?"
"Overwatch said DT-34 was being launched here, we had the Russians covered with trackers. No way they could've slipped it past us."
The two generals sat down, the second of which took a long draught from a half-full bottle of whiskey.
The iron door swung inwards smoothly, and the receptionist stepped in.
"Sir? That soldier at the blast scene came in on the last humvee, we have him ready to send in."
The receptionist walked out, and in her place her opposite stepped in: While she was smooth, refined and eloquent; he was grizzled and blunt. His hair was missing in strange tufts, and his eyes revealed that he had the military knowledge that had kept him alive in the blast.
Before he could speak, he died.
Dying and halting are not the same, however, and the first general had his thoat ripped out by inhuman strength - the second had his stomach cut by four-inch talons that weren't there before. Thus, the two nameless generals died.
Dying and halting are not the same, however.
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Sorry I'm very tired; I'll probably write a better one some other time.
Adding info soon as well: Coming soon.
Eastern Russia. 2014.
"Reports are claiming, while blurry, that the Russian weapon used seemed to backfire; with no effects being visible outside of the standard carpet bomb."
"
We got the intel wrong?"
"Overwatch said DT-34 was being launched here, we had the Russians covered with trackers. No way they could've slipped it past us."
The two generals sat down, the second of which took a long draught from a half-full bottle of whiskey.
The iron door swung inwards smoothly, and the receptionist stepped in.
"Sir? That soldier at the blast scene came in on the last humvee, we have him ready to send in."
The receptionist walked out, and in her place her opposite stepped in: While she was smooth, refined and eloquent; he was grizzled and blunt. His hair was missing in strange tufts, and his eyes revealed that he had the military knowledge that had kept him alive in the blast.
Before he could speak, he died.
Dying and halting are not the same, however, and the first general had his thoat ripped out by inhuman strength - the second had his stomach cut by four-inch talons that weren't there before. Thus, the two nameless generals died.
Dying and halting are not the same, however.
_______________________________________________________________
Sorry I'm very tired; I'll probably write a better one some other time.
Adding info soon as well: Coming soon.