[ACTION - A (In and Around Goldberg Street, Morning, OPEN TO ALL)]
[Well, it could definitely be a lot worse.]
[At first, upon seeing the giant ants, crabs, and praying mantises popping up everwhere, Balin tries to defend Goldberg Street the best he can; he's not the type to take chances, especially with how unpredictably dangerous Mayfield's "
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The candy doesn't sound all'at bad, but uh-lemme guess, with all'a Fifties B-movie sendups they're doin'is year, them turkeys musta been some kinda recreation of'at Alfred Hitchcock movie, yeah? "The Birds?"
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[Balin draws his Colt .45 without hesitation, glancing at the girl for a moment to verify that she's awake, before firing several shots into the joints of the crab in order to disable or sever the limb that's got a hold of Aurica.]
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Having fun?
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Holy FUCK!
[After the dust settles, Balin uneasily stands up, slack-jawed at seeing all these ornate weapons sticking out of the ground. It takes him a few moments before he realizes Gilgamesh is there and asked him a question.]
I uh-
[Treasure this moment, Gilgamesh. Balin is at a total loss for words.]
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You what?
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Thanks for'a close air support-?
[The finest close air support!]
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Let's go, Fengalon! "Inspire"!
-One of the crabmen that had been blocking her bullets gets a nice bolt of lightning for his trouble.-
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-Yeah, that-that's pretty inspirin', ahright!
[Still standing on top of his own giant enemy crab, Balin unloads two more rounds on another giant at that just burst out of the ground.]
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[Glancing over Virginia's handiwork as he starts reloading his shotgun.]
Fried his ass pretty good, too.
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Oh.
Monsters.]
Having fun up there?
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It'd be a lot more fun if'ey'd stop fuckin' up'a lawn.
For as aggressive as'ese bastards seem, they ain't been puttin' much effort into actually getting me.
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They probably aren't. The past few days have all been ridiculous, but not deadly. I don't see why today would be any different.
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[He's kneeling down to inspect the wounds his shotgun made in the giant enemy crab, poking at it with a finger.]
[He frowns, troubled.]
... I never was a fan of seafood back on Earth, but ... somethin's off here.
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