Bloodfall: Underground Railroad
There are sounds in this world that carry alot of weight. Power. The gruff, phlegm-engulfed "ahem" from your old, wrinkly ballsack of a boss demands attention and throws around authority like your typical frat fuckbag throws around his sexual insecurity. The sudden noise of glass shattering anywhere, I mean anywhere, from a kitchen to a Wal-Mart, always gives that "aw shit" sensation down someone's spine. But nothing else, and I mean nothing else, instantaneously drives a man into mindless terror like the sound of a chainsaw roaring behind them in the dark. I would know, I've been spending the last 10 minutes demonstrating on Nazi fucking spacemen. I mean, these fucktards have high-powered battle rifles and spacesuits that I imagine have SOME kind of armoring. And here I am in nothing but my undies running around with something you'll find in the gardening section of Home Depot. And yet, all it takes is that dreaded roar in the hands of a 7-foot lunatic with the biggest shit-eating grin on his face, and that rifle and spacesuit suddenly don't matter. My adventures with the saw eventually lead me to mowing down two space Nazis and cornering an officer in what looked like subway station. A small one, but still. How big is this fucking place? Must be some rail system to get around the base quicker. There was a cart on tracks that lead into a tunnel going deeper into the base. Maybe Linda's down there. Gotta know for sure, and I have someone who does. Already got him where I want him if the moisture on his leather crotch is anything to go by.
"D-d-d-don't, please!! I-I surrender!!"
"I came in here with two other people. You Nazi fucks already killed one. But you took the other one somewhere else. A pretty lady about 5'8, 5'10-ish, black hair, scar over the right eye, anything you know?"
"Y-y-yes! W-we took her to the cells! I saw her get thrown in!!"
"Thrown in?"
"Th-th-the cells are pits we dug into the ground to prevent escape! She should still be in hers, I swear!"
"How the fuck would you know?"
"I-I-I command the cell blocks! Prisoners are only moved through me by Führer Krieger's orders!"
"Where's the cell blocks?"
"I-In sector F of the facility, two stations down from this one! A ride down should take less than a minute, I swear!!"
"When me and lady came in we also had some bitchin' armor on but you shitheels took those, too. Know anything?"
"Y-yes! Führer Krieger was fascinated, he wanted to examine the armor himself! It'll be in his personal offices in Sector H!!"
"All I needed to hear..."
"I-I gave you what you want, now please ju--NonononoNOOOO-----"
*VVVRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMM*
......shit, how does this tram work?....
Bloodfall: Underground Railroad
There are sounds in this world that carry alot of weight. Power. The gruff, phlegm-engulfed "ahem" from your old, wrinkly ballsack of a boss demands attention and throws around authority like your typical frat fuckbag throws around his sexual insecurity. The sudden noise of glass shattering anywhere, I mean anywhere, from a kitchen to a Wal-Mart, always gives that "aw shit" sensation down someone's spine. But nothing else, and I mean nothing else, instantaneously drives a man into mindless terror like the sound of a chainsaw roaring behind them in the dark. I would know, I've been spending the last 10 minutes demonstrating on Nazi fucking spacemen. I mean, these fucktards have high-powered battle rifles and spacesuits that I imagine have SOME kind of armoring. And here I am in nothing but my undies running around with something you'll find in the gardening section of Home Depot. And yet, all it takes is that dreaded roar in the hands of a 7-foot lunatic with the biggest shit-eating grin on his face, and that rifle and spacesuit suddenly don't matter. My adventures with the saw eventually lead me to mowing down two space Nazis and cornering an officer in what looked like subway station. A small one, but still. How big is this fucking place? Must be some rail system to get around the base quicker. There was a cart on tracks that lead into a tunnel going deeper into the base. Maybe Linda's down there. Gotta know for sure, and I have someone who does. Already got him where I want him if the moisture on his leather crotch is anything to go by.
"D-d-d-don't, please!! I-I surrender!!"
"I came in here with two other people. You Nazi fucks already killed one. But you took the other one somewhere else. A pretty lady about 5'8, 5'10-ish, black hair, scar over the right eye, anything you know?"
"Y-y-yes! W-we took her to the cells! I saw her get thrown in!!"
"Thrown in?"
"Th-th-the cells are pits we dug into the ground to prevent escape! She should still be in hers, I swear!"
"How the fuck would you know?"
"I-I-I command the cell blocks! Prisoners are only moved through me by Führer Krieger's orders!"
"Where's the cell blocks?"
"I-In sector F of the facility, two stations down from this one! A ride down should take less than a minute, I swear!!"
"When me and lady came in we also had some bitchin' armor on but you shitheels took those, too. Know anything?"
"Y-yes! Führer Krieger was fascinated, he wanted to examine the armor himself! It'll be in his personal offices in Sector H!!"
"All I needed to hear..."
"I-I gave you what you want, now please ju--NonononoNOOOO-----"
*VVVRRRRRRRRRRRRMMMMM*
......shit, how does this tram work?....