lego slayer
Oktoberfest
It all started off with a bank robbery on August 3rd 2018. Professionals, minimal evidence, nobody injured other than a broken nose, and then they dissapeared like ghosts. Suddenly we start hearing whispers that there's a terror cell that's been activated somewhere in the US. We were vigilant but somehow they slipped through the cracks. A bombing at a coffee shop in New Jersey, less than three hundred miles from the bank robbery. Only an eight hour drive, coincidence? Pennsylvania one week later, a gunman kills 32 at a mall, wounds another 46, escapes through an underground service tunnel. Now no doubt about it, all three events had to be linked. We worked overtime, little sleep, chasing leads, pulling in every favor the company earned on the east coast. We had mobsters, gang bangers, cops, private citizens, all looking, feeding us info. Whispers, rumors, sightings, anything they could to stay on our good side. Finally we got a break. Someone trying to purchase a batch of grenades off a motorcycle club in Brooklyn.
The leaves were starting to turn colors. It was warm in the sun and cool in the shade. An Oktoberfest block party was happening. The next target as far as we could see. We were quick, silent. Moving through the sewers. The entire cell committed to this one final devastating blow on the American psyche, then back into hiding or into the afterlife. We found them prepping in the storm channel. Sewage rushing around us, a party above, the sound of music penetrating through the grates. Nobody topside would have ever heard the sounds of our shots. Sub-guns tearing into the darkness, blood and water mixing, brass echoing off concrete. Another cell eliminated, unfortunately only a moment too late. We vowed to work harder,longer, be more vigilant. We couldn't let it happen again. It already weighed on us that this cell got so far before we caught them.
~Would anyone be interested if I ran a contest mixing lego and outdoor photography?
Oktoberfest
It all started off with a bank robbery on August 3rd 2018. Professionals, minimal evidence, nobody injured other than a broken nose, and then they dissapeared like ghosts. Suddenly we start hearing whispers that there's a terror cell that's been activated somewhere in the US. We were vigilant but somehow they slipped through the cracks. A bombing at a coffee shop in New Jersey, less than three hundred miles from the bank robbery. Only an eight hour drive, coincidence? Pennsylvania one week later, a gunman kills 32 at a mall, wounds another 46, escapes through an underground service tunnel. Now no doubt about it, all three events had to be linked. We worked overtime, little sleep, chasing leads, pulling in every favor the company earned on the east coast. We had mobsters, gang bangers, cops, private citizens, all looking, feeding us info. Whispers, rumors, sightings, anything they could to stay on our good side. Finally we got a break. Someone trying to purchase a batch of grenades off a motorcycle club in Brooklyn.
The leaves were starting to turn colors. It was warm in the sun and cool in the shade. An Oktoberfest block party was happening. The next target as far as we could see. We were quick, silent. Moving through the sewers. The entire cell committed to this one final devastating blow on the American psyche, then back into hiding or into the afterlife. We found them prepping in the storm channel. Sewage rushing around us, a party above, the sound of music penetrating through the grates. Nobody topside would have ever heard the sounds of our shots. Sub-guns tearing into the darkness, blood and water mixing, brass echoing off concrete. Another cell eliminated, unfortunately only a moment too late. We vowed to work harder,longer, be more vigilant. We couldn't let it happen again. It already weighed on us that this cell got so far before we caught them.
~Would anyone be interested if I ran a contest mixing lego and outdoor photography?