Walkableink The Scurby Dog
"The Big Boom" (Greyhawk)
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//Archives.....//
//Files.....//
//#52353.....//
//Opening....//
//Major Mikeal...//
//Log # 155//
The Warlord walked us over to the table. He sat in the chair at the end and leaned forward on his elbows. He stroked his beard in deep thought.
“Alright, this is what I have worked out over the past year, but with you and your mission I may have to re-think this. My plan was to escape, by blasting the armory and arming the prisoners. This would cause a mass rebellion with the pigs and prisoners. From sleeping next to the bunker wall for the past months I have learned the guard schedule be heart. At midnight, the 2 guards switches to only one, he stands at the far end where the bulk head door is. I‘m not sure what he is armed with, but I believe it to be a shotgun.” he said as he leaned back in his chair.
“At 12:10 we will strike, the blast should catch the guard off guard.” He chuckled as he realized what he had said
“Ha-ha, Catch the guard off guard, I love the sound of it. Anyways, while he is recovering his senses, someone will eliminate him. ” he said
“So Komrad, who do we go about getting through 4 feet of solid concrete” Olaf asked
“do you honestly think I would be un-prepared?” The warlord laughed.
He reached out from under the table and placed a something on the table. It looked like a cliché bomb from old archive films from when humans where still bound to earth. Three sticks of dynamite taped together, with a large old alarm clock tied to it. Red and black wires ran from the clock to a short fuse. A small note was stick to the clock that read “Big Boom”
“This is my plan friends, we blow the door, arm ourselves and arm the prison as well. Causing a massive riot, and while this is going on we find the person we are looking for. I know one thing, he or she is in cell block 3201, which is a maximum security lockup for techies. ”
“Techies?” I asked
“uhhhhg, must I explain everything. Techies are men and women who bonded their DNA strands with Nano bots, increasing their strengths, speed, smarts and so on. The bad ones are very dangerous. Some even are rumored to have telekinesis abilities.” he sighed.
“But for now my guests, we should rest, I will wake you when the guard shifts are over.” the warlord said
//log end….//
"The Big Boom" (Greyhawk)
Don't be afraid to note or comment,
//Archives.....//
//Files.....//
//#52353.....//
//Opening....//
//Major Mikeal...//
//Log # 155//
The Warlord walked us over to the table. He sat in the chair at the end and leaned forward on his elbows. He stroked his beard in deep thought.
“Alright, this is what I have worked out over the past year, but with you and your mission I may have to re-think this. My plan was to escape, by blasting the armory and arming the prisoners. This would cause a mass rebellion with the pigs and prisoners. From sleeping next to the bunker wall for the past months I have learned the guard schedule be heart. At midnight, the 2 guards switches to only one, he stands at the far end where the bulk head door is. I‘m not sure what he is armed with, but I believe it to be a shotgun.” he said as he leaned back in his chair.
“At 12:10 we will strike, the blast should catch the guard off guard.” He chuckled as he realized what he had said
“Ha-ha, Catch the guard off guard, I love the sound of it. Anyways, while he is recovering his senses, someone will eliminate him. ” he said
“So Komrad, who do we go about getting through 4 feet of solid concrete” Olaf asked
“do you honestly think I would be un-prepared?” The warlord laughed.
He reached out from under the table and placed a something on the table. It looked like a cliché bomb from old archive films from when humans where still bound to earth. Three sticks of dynamite taped together, with a large old alarm clock tied to it. Red and black wires ran from the clock to a short fuse. A small note was stick to the clock that read “Big Boom”
“This is my plan friends, we blow the door, arm ourselves and arm the prison as well. Causing a massive riot, and while this is going on we find the person we are looking for. I know one thing, he or she is in cell block 3201, which is a maximum security lockup for techies. ”
“Techies?” I asked
“uhhhhg, must I explain everything. Techies are men and women who bonded their DNA strands with Nano bots, increasing their strengths, speed, smarts and so on. The bad ones are very dangerous. Some even are rumored to have telekinesis abilities.” he sighed.
“But for now my guests, we should rest, I will wake you when the guard shifts are over.” the warlord said
//log end….//