In the old freedom base...

[Tea]

There lies a scroll, Mentioning one of the MANY great victories of Freedom. You will get to see one of these great moments from the PAST!


[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* Get his ass in base as well we are sitting ducks.
*** Ruf Benteski holds his foot in his chest
*** Abram Matveevich Holsers his LR 300, It rattles back in place.
Abram Matveevich: Drop all your shit scum.
Abram Matveevich: Hands behind your back...
*** Justin Bailey Put's his hand behind his back.
Abram Matveevich: Walk twoards the base.
*** Ruf Benteski lifts his foot off of him
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* I'm going to go scout ahead.
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* Not a good idea
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* might be more of them
*** Justin Bailey Laughs
Justin Bailey: You all going to die soon.
Ruf Benteski: Any sudden moves and ill fucking cut off your balls!
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* You can never be so sure.... If I see any I'll run back.
Justin Bailey: Im unarmed.
Ruf Benteski: And send them to your precious colonel
Ruf Benteski: Get into the house.
Justin Bailey: Im unarmed.
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* Roger.
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* All looks clear, Heading back.
Vengeance: [OOC]: Tell me when you have seen a black person with a biritsh accent besides fresh prince of bel air.
Justin Bailey [YELL]: Your dreams are a bunch of lies freedom!
Nikita Sergeyevich: Really?
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Grabs her Makarov.
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Aims it at his testicals
Nikita Sergeyevich: Keep talking
*** Justin Bailey Shuts his mouth.
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* Everything still looks clear * Cigarette lighter is heard *
Nikita Sergeyevich: Fucking asshole.
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* I am going to stash his weapons in the Armory mind opening the door?
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* Whats his face has the keys.
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* Man... This is the first cigarrette i've had in awhile... Wheres the green at?
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* *Cough* *Cough*
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* Stalker at the gate.
Justin Bailey: Freedom.
Ruf Benteski: Shut up.
Justin Bailey: No.
Justin Bailey: I'm fucking hungry.
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* Hey mind unlocking the Armory?
*** Ruf Benteski sighs
Ruf Benteski: Eat some dirt, pig.
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* Or never mind you do it.
*** Justin Bailey Sighs
Justin Bailey: Fine I won't tell you anything...
Abram Matveevich: We need the key to the armory man.
Nikita Sergeyevich: You do it later.
*** Ruf Benteski pulls out his key
Abram Matveevich [YELL]: Eat shit!
*** Ruf Benteski unlocks it
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Opens her pack and tears the bread in half.
*** Justin Bailey Looks at the slice of bread.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Merry X-mas.
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Shrugs
*** Justin Bailey Immedatly picks it up and starts eating it.
*** Ruf Benteski slips the pad lock on
*** Ruf Benteski takes out his key and locks it
*** Justin Bailey Take's a seat.
Nikita Sergeyevich: You want to stay here and watch him?
*** Ruf Benteski tends to his bullet wound
Nikita Sergeyevich: Or do I have to?
Nikita Sergeyevich: Oh.
Ruf Benteski: Sure
Nikita Sergeyevich: I guess I have to.
Nikita Sergeyevich: You think I was born yesterday?
*** Ruf Benteski reaches into his pocket
*** Ruf Benteski pulls out a bullet
Ruf Benteski: See this you fucker?
*** Justin Bailey Laughs
*** Ruf Benteski throws it at him
Nikita Sergeyevich: Where did he get you?
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Looks at Ruf
Ruf Benteski: My left arm.
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Aims her pistol at Justins Right arm
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Fires!
Justin Bailey: Gah fuck.
Justin Bailey: That's it.
*** Ruf Benteski chuckles
Justin Bailey: I won't be talking.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Really.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Hmm.
Justin Bailey: I won't say a fucking word.
Nikita Sergeyevich: I doubt that.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Oh I bet you won't hold up to that.
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* SCORE! Somebody's been growing.... greens... Without us knowing.
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* I am always growing shit.
[RADIO] Ruf Benteski: *F* Holy shit, where?
Justin Bailey: You better take that fucking bullet out.
*** Justin Bailey Holds onto his bleeding arm.
[RADIO] Ruf Benteski: *F* I need to get high, FAST.
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* I have a lab or "Had" a lab.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Oh don't worry we will when you talk.
Justin Bailey: Okay okay.
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* Im bringing it back.... In a minute * Laughter *
Justin Bailey: But frist the bullet.
*** Ruf Benteski unlocks the door
Ruf Benteski: Take your hand off your arm.
*** Justin Bailey Removes his hand off his arm.
*** Ruf Benteski grabs and holds his bleeding arm out with his left hand
Justin Bailey: Looks like my bed.
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* Is the armory unlocked? I have. . . Weaponry.
*** Ruf Benteski pulls out some table salt from his right pocket
*** Ruf Benteski dabs the table salt on his wound
*** Justin Bailey Sceams in agony.
*** Ruf Benteski starts dab more
*** Ruf Benteski lets go of his arm and kicks him over
Justin Bailey: Thanks doc.
*** Justin Bailey Lays down on the bed
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* Back in Belarus, I had some weed my father ordered from africa.
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* It was the shit!
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* Africa?
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* Yes africa.
[RADIO] Ruf Benteski: *F* Guys, we still have a prisoner scum to deal with, lets get high later.
Justin Bailey: Shouldn't you freedom be guarding your base?
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* Just because its a desert... Dosen't mean stuff dosen't grow there.
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* and im coming.
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* Like... Pot?
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* No.... Watermelons.... *Laughter*
*** Ruf Benteski walks up to the gate
Justin Bailey: You should be really watching your base.
*** Ruf Benteski sighs
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* You talking about my Breasts?
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* Ha ha ha.
Abram Matveevich: No.
Ruf Benteski: Ok scum, who ordered the command to attack us?
Justin Bailey: And why should I tell you?
*** Ruf Benteski sighs heavily
Abram Matveevich: Because your going to rot in here.
*** Abram Matveevich laughs hysterically.
Justin Bailey: I am already going to rot in here.
*** Abram Matveevich sighs in annoyance.
Ruf Benteski: Who. Ordered. The. Command. To. Attack us.
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* Stalker in the woods
*** Justin Bailey Begins mubbleing numbers
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* Well he is acting strange
Ruf Benteski [YELL]: God dammit!
*** Ruf Benteski kicks the fence
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* He was taking cover tree to get here.
Justin Bailey: one one zero one zero one.
Ruf Benteski [YELL]: I should go in there and beat the shit out of you!
*** Ruf Benteski kicks the fence again
*** Ruf Benteski trys to calm down
Ruf Benteski: Im going to ask you again...
Ruf Benteski: Who ordered the damn attack on us?
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* Hey what do those stalkers want?
*** Justin Bailey SIghs
Justin Bailey: I do what im orderd to do nothing else.
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* The funny one says he was chased... and heard a growl.
Ruf Benteski: I can see, who told you to attack us?
Justin Bailey: The zone.
Justin Bailey: It doesn't want it's secret to be seen.
*** Ruf Benteski starts to get pissed off
Ruf Benteski [YELL]: You fucking liberalist!
Nikita Sergeyevich: Woah.
Nikita Sergeyevich: What is with the yelling?
*** Justin Bailey Laughs
Ruf Benteski: I am going to kill this pig.
*** Ruf Benteski pulls out his makarov
Nikita Sergeyevich: What did he do?
Justin Bailey: Won't change the fact your cause is helpless.
Nikita Sergeyevich: He is trying to get in your head.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Fucking men
Nikita Sergeyevich: Always getting pissed off over everything.
*** Nikita Sergeyevich facepalms
Ruf Benteski: Tell me who ordered the command to attack us you fucking peice of shit.
Justin Bailey: Your cause is helpless.
Justin Bailey: You cannot win.
Ruf Benteski: Oh yeah you fucker?!
Justin Bailey: Yea.
*** Ruf Benteski cocks his gun
Ruf Benteski | [HGN STTA] Mr. Tea [LOOC]: lol, cocks.
Ruf Benteski: Tell me now.
Justin Bailey: I won't.
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* We are missing a guy
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* Hey you there?
*** Ruf Benteski fires a round into the ceiling
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* Im here.
Ruf Benteski [YELL]: TELL ME!
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* Abram where the hell are you
Justin Bailey [YELL]: No!
*** Ruf Benteski kicks the fence a bit, holsters his gun and storms out
*** Ruf Benteski unlocks the gate
*** Ruf Benteski hands him some bread and grins
Justin Bailey: Another meal?
*** Justin Bailey Grabs the bread and starts munching on it.
*** Justin Bailey Eats it all.
Justin Bailey: Wow.
Justin Bailey: What the fuck did you guys do.
*** Ruf Benteski starts to laugh
Nikita Sergeyevich: Do what?
Justin Bailey: Dude like the whole room is in like full of freedom heads.
*** Justin Bailey Begins jumping on the heads trying to kill them.
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Giggles lightly and looks at ruf.
*** Ruf Benteski laughs histarically
Nikita Sergeyevich: You didn't did you?
*** Justin Bailey Grabs the fence.
*** Justin Bailey Tries to break through.
*** Ruf Benteski laughs harder
*** Justin Bailey Keeps trying to break the fence apart.
Justin Bailey: Why won't it move.
*** Ruf Benteski waves his hand around
Justin Bailey: Wow.
Justin Bailey: This place is so colorful
Nikita Sergeyevich: How much did you put in his bread?
*** Justin Bailey Take's his hand away from the fence.
*** Justin Bailey Walks around dizzy.
Ruf Benteski: like an ounce
Nikita Sergeyevich: Dam.
*** Justin Bailey Passes out.
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* Mind if I construct A temporary shooting range in the armory?
Nikita Sergeyevich: He is tripping.
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* Why not outside?
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* Gunfire might freak some people out.
Justin Bailey: Wow.
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* But.. Whatever.
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* Kidding me you hear gun fire and screaming every five minutes.
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *Lauughter*
Justin Bailey: Holy fuck what is that!
Justin Bailey [YELL]: GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!
Nikita Sergeyevich: Hmm.
Justin Bailey [YELL]: GET AWAY MAN!
*** Ruf Benteski laughs
Justin Bailey [YELL]: What the fuck are you!
*** Justin Bailey Cowars to the corner.
Justin Bailey [YELL]: Get away.
Nikita Sergeyevich: The leaders of the zone.
Justin Bailey [YELL]: Oh god man.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Our cause is great.
Nikita Sergeyevich: If you do not tell us we want to know.
Nikita Sergeyevich: We will dispose of you.
Justin Bailey: Alright alright.
Nikita Sergeyevich: A slow horrible death.
Justin Bailey: Just don't kill me!
*** Blake Haythornthwaite Gulps
*** Justin Bailey Cries.
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Looks at Ruf
*** Blake Haythornthwaite stumbles back
Hansi jonson: jail
Nikita Sergeyevich: You take over.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Back off from the jail ehy?
Ruf Benteski: Tell me...
*** Blake Haythornthwaite walks away...
Justin Bailey: I'll tell you anything.
Justin Bailey: Just leave me alone.
Ruf Benteski: Tell us why you attacked the freedomers, and who told you to.
Justin Bailey: I.... was orderd by the highest in command nobody knows his name but we all know he holds great authotry.
Ruf Benteski: I see....
*** Ruf Benteski walks out
Justin Bailey [YELL]: Leave me alone.
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* The firing range has been constructed.
Nikita Sergeyevich: I want to know. Have you ever worn womens underwear?
Justin Bailey: Yes.
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Stops her self from laughing.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Why did you join Duty?
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* We are firing outside... No worries.
Justin Bailey: I was Drafted in.
*** Ruf Benteski brings in a pale of water, but to Justin it looks like a bucket of flesh eating goo
Justin Bailey: Holy fuck.
Justin Bailey: Get that away from me.
Justin Bailey: Why are you doing this to me.
*** Ruf Benteski splashes it on his face, trying to make his trip go away
Justin Bailey [YELL]: AHHHHHH!
Justin Bailey [YELL]: AHHH IM DIEING!
Nikita Sergeyevich: We are going to turn you into a Bloodsucker!
Justin Bailey [YELL]: NOOO!
Hansi jonson: hey
*** Blake Haythornthwaite comes back and peaks in due to the noise..
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Runs her hand trough her hair.
Nikita Sergeyevich: You got to admit.
Nikita Sergeyevich: That was funny.
Ruf Benteski: Yeah.
*** Blake Haythornthwaite Sniggers.
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* Wow im a good shot.
*** Blake Haythornthwaite Just peers his head around, looking at them.
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* Who knew stoners could shoot?
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* Heh.
Ruf Benteski [YELL]: Oog Booga!
Justin Bailey [YELL]: Stop it please!
*** Justin Bailey Lays on the floor in the fetal position.
*** Ruf Benteski laughs
Justin Bailey: Wow it's stopping wait none of this is true.
Justin Bailey: What the fuck did you guys do to me.
*** Ruf Benteski laughs
Ruf Benteski: We got what we wanted.

[Tea]

CONTINUED...

*** Justin Bailey Stands up.
Justin Bailey: You bastard.
*** Ruf Benteski smiles
Justin Bailey: I hope you burn.
Ruf Benteski: I hope we didnt crush that little mind of yours.
Ruf Benteski: Want some more bread?
Nikita Sergeyevich: Is he still tripping?
Justin Bailey: Fuck no.
*** Ruf Benteski laughs
*** Blake Haythornthwaite peers in slightly.
*** Blake Haythornthwaite Smiles at the torment.
Justin Bailey: How about this.
Justin Bailey: I'll give you a gun stash if you let me go.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Hmm.
Ruf Benteski: I dont know...
*** Blake Haythornthwaite makes a pistol with his right hand and pretend to shoot them all..
*** Blake Haythornthwaite makes "pew Pew" noises.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Hmm.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Well.
Nikita Sergeyevich: They have let some of us go and gave the second chances.
Ruf Benteski: Let me see, make a broad cast saying "Duty is a bunch of panzees who admit to wearing womens panties"
Justin Bailey: Fine!
*** Justin Bailey Sighs
*** Blake Haythornthwaite Continues to peer in, gigleing at the word Panties.
Ruf Benteski: Make the broadcast and give us the stash and your free
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Laughs..
*** Ruf Benteski laughs
*** Blake Haythornthwaite sniggers.
Ruf Benteski: Wheres the stash?
Justin Bailey: At the junkyard.
Justin Bailey: Let me go now!
Nikita Sergeyevich: Heh I will go check.
*** Blake Haythornthwaite moves for the traffic
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* Checking
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* Ask him where in the junk yard/
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* I found two artifacts..
[RADIO] Ruf Benteski: *F* We needed weapons
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* Ask him where are they
[RADIO] Abram Matveevich: *F* Ask who?
[RADIO] Nikita Sergeyevich: *F* Our guest.
*** Blake Haythornthwaite coughs.
Blake Haythornthwaite: psst.
Abram Matveevich: Tell me now.
Abram Matveevich: Or your stay is longer.
Ruf Benteski: What?
Blake Haythornthwaite: G-Got a moment?
Justin Bailey: I don't know!
Ruf Benteski: Yes...
Blake Haythornthwaite: S-so.. W-who are you people?
*** Abram Matveevich sighs, then paces around.
Ruf Benteski: Well, we are freedom.
Ruf Benteski: Literally.
*** Abram Matveevich bends over and picks up the bucket.
Blake Haythornthwaite: F-Freedom?
*** Abram Matveevich throws it at the gate.
Abram Matveevich [YELL]: WHERE IS IT!
Blake Haythornthwaite: Wha-t do yuo d-do?
Justin Bailey [YELL]: I don't know!
Nikita Sergeyevich: Got em.
Ruf Benteski: Anything we want to.
Abram Matveevich: You got lucky this time..
Abram Matveevich: You take him.
*** Blake Haythornthwaite sniggers
Ruf Benteski: That doesnt break our standards.
Blake Haythornthwaite: Wh-What is yor G-Goal?
Ruf Benteski: Well, we try to make everything open for everyone!
Ruf Benteski: But them Duty bastards mess it up.
Blake Haythornthwaite: Y-You me-me-me-- like the zone?
Ruf Benteski: Yes...
Blake Haythornthwaite: S-So the world can see it?
Ruf Benteski: Yes...
*** Blake Haythornthwaite sniggers
Nikita Sergeyevich: Are we going to let him go?
Abram Matveevich: Are there anymore doodies around?
Blake Haythornthwaite: Who are Duty?
*** Abram Matveevich chuckles.
Ruf Benteski: Opposite of us.
Justin Bailey: I don't know.
Ruf Benteski: Liberalists
Blake Haythornthwaite: Liveralist... what?
Ruf Benteski: Fucking cunts who restrict everything.
Abram Matveevich: Sooo... You don't know about your own men?
*** Blake Haythornthwaite cant event say the word liberalist.
Justin Bailey: I was sent here on a solo mission...
Nikita Sergeyevich: Duty is full of rejects who think they can police the zone.
Abram Matveevich: Then someone told you to come.
Blake Haythornthwaite: Wh-What are th-th-their goals?
Abram Matveevich: Who?
Nikita Sergeyevich: That is duty.
Ruf Benteski: To keep the zone locked up.
*** Blake Haythornthwaite sniggers
Ruf Benteski: Them fucking bastards.
Blake Haythornthwaite: S-So you're telling me..
Nikita Sergeyevich: Hmmph.
Abram Matveevich: Are you going to answer my question? You were sent here.. by who?
Ruf Benteski: We have enough right to the myteries of this place.
Ruf Benteski: And they wont let us.
Blake Haythornthwaite: Duty hate Freedom?
Ruf Benteski: They think they can do anything.
Blake Haythornthwaite: Haha..
*** Justin Bailey Grabs the chair and hit's the fence.
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Sighs
Blake Haythornthwaite: But you think you can do anything.
Justin Bailey [YELL]: Fuck!
Blake Haythornthwaite: you even said it.
Abram Matveevich: You having fun?
Ruf Benteski: Not like that.
*** Abram Matveevich smiles through his mask.
Ruf Benteski: They are going to close of gods wonderious place.
Justin Bailey: You know what.
Abram Matveevich: Give me the information.. Or your going to have a roomate.
Ruf Benteski: I mean come on, artifacts.
*** Justin Bailey Sighs
Blake Haythornthwaite: I-I dont think this i-is wonderi--
Blake Haythornthwaite: Wonde--
Justin Bailey: I gave you what you wanted now let me go.
Blake Haythornthwaite: Good.
Ruf Benteski: Gah.
Blake Haythornthwaite: But.
Blake Haythornthwaite: I see what you mean..
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Thinks of something.
Abram Matveevich: You didn't tell me who sent you here.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Hmmm.
Abram Matveevich: Simple question man.
Ruf Benteski: Well, i have some scum to fuck up.
Justin Bailey: I did!
Justin Bailey: Okay!
*** Blake Haythornthwaite frowns.
Justin Bailey: Fuck!
Ruf Benteski: Enjoy your stay.
*** Blake Haythornthwaite watches.
*** Abram Matveevich Pulls his PDA out of his side pocket.
*** Abram Matveevich cuts the power on, and presses the record button.
Abram Matveevich: Last chance to tell me who sent you.
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Shakes her head.
Ruf Benteski [YELL]: Want some bread?!
Abram Matveevich: Before you have a roomate.
Justin Bailey: You know what.
Abram Matveevich: Hey ruf. Help me toss this body in there.
Justin Bailey: I gave the order to attack you guys.
*** Justin Bailey Sighs
Abram Matveevich: Gooooood...
*** Abram Matveevich smiles through his mask again.
*** Blake Haythornthwaite reachs in and Taps Nikita.
Abram Matveevich: Maybe we should execute you then?
Nikita Sergeyevich: What?
*** Blake Haythornthwaite motions him out.
Nikita Sergeyevich: What is it?
Abram Matveevich: The dutier is taking responsibility for the attack.
*** Blake Haythornthwaite smiles
Abram Matveevich: He is responsible.
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Looks back at Blake.
Blake Haythornthwaite: Its a bit... Chewed.
Justin Bailey: It was a small attack.
Nikita Sergeyevich: What?
Justin Bailey: Hell I lost a guy.
Blake Haythornthwaite: There are bite marks on his legs.
Ruf Benteski: Lets hurry this up, i say we cut off his balls and give them to there og so good colonel.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Oh..
Abram Matveevich: Funny..... Someone gave you the order to attack... But you ordered yourself.
Abram Matveevich: You're having an even longer stay liar.
Blake Haythornthwaite: You should get it..
Justin Bailey: I don't reamber.
Blake Haythornthwaite: Pin it to your wall.. haha,,,
Nikita Sergeyevich: Okay.
Abram Matveevich: Maybe this will jog your memory...
Abram Matveevich: Help me throw that body in there.
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Grabs her Pistol and aims it at Justin
Nikita Sergeyevich: Do you value life.
*** Abram Matveevich grabs the corpse by the arms, and jacks it up the gate.
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Lowers it.
*** Abram Matveevich props the body against the fence.
*** Blake Haythornthwaite coughs and points at Ruf
Abram Matveevich: Do you want to end up like this man?
Justin Bailey: Holy fuck!
*** Blake Haythornthwaite coughs louder.
Blake Haythornthwaite: Ehem.
*** Blake Haythornthwaite still points at Ruf
Ruf Benteski: What?
*** Abram Matveevich shoves the body into the fence further.
Blake Haythornthwaite: Wh-Wheres Dutys camp?
Abram Matveevich [YELL]: DO YOU WANT TO END UP LIKE HIM?
Ruf Benteski: ...
Justin Bailey: No.
Blake Haythornthwaite: N-No.
Abram Matveevich [YELL]: THEN TALK!
*** Ruf Benteski motions him to go away
Nikita Sergeyevich: Okay calm down.
Blake Haythornthwaite: I-I mea--
Nikita Sergeyevich: I think he has told us enough.
*** Dylan Laitis pulls out his paper and begins to write more.
*** Blake Haythornthwaite walks away..
*** Abram Matveevich takes a deep beath.
Ruf Benteski: Shoo, shoo.
*** Abram Matveevich takes a seat.
Abram Matveevich: We can't let him go... You know that right?
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Aims the pistol at Justins Balls
Abram Matveevich: Woah now.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Okay
Nikita Sergeyevich: You have Thirty seconds.
Nikita Sergeyevich: One
Nikita Sergeyevich: Two.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Three.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Four.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Five
Nikita Sergeyevich: Six
Nikita Sergeyevich: Seven
Nikita Sergeyevich: Eight
Nikita Sergeyevich: Nine
Justin Bailey: What do you want!
Nikita Sergeyevich: Ten
Nikita Sergeyevich: Eleven.
*** Abram Matveevich chuckles.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Tell us what we want to know
Abram Matveevich: Tell us man.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Fifteen.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Sixteen.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Seventeen.
Justin Bailey: There's no base set up at the fucking moment.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Eight teen.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Nineteen
*** Abram Matveevich looks in delight.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Hmm.
*** Justin Bailey Throws the chair at the fence.
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Flinchs back firing on accident
Nikita Sergeyevich | Sgt. Cobra=TS= [LOOC]: SAY BYE BYE TO BALLS
Justin Bailey | [HGN STDA] Impure Reality [LOOC]: NOOOO!
Nikita Sergeyevich | Sgt. Cobra=TS= [LOOC]: XD
Nikita Sergeyevich | Sgt. Cobra=TS= [LOOC]: jk
Nikita Sergeyevich | Sgt. Cobra=TS= [LOOC]: Ignore that
Nikita Sergeyevich: I think he really has nothing to say.
*** Nikita Sergeyevich Pushs the body away.
Abram Matveevich: We can't just let him leave.
Nikita Sergeyevich: I want you gone in Ten seconds if we ever see you again we will shoot you.
*** Abram Matveevich blocks the door off.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Understood.
Justin Bailey: Okay.
Abram Matveevich: Hold on.
*** Abram Matveevich shoves the dutyier back.
Nikita Sergeyevich: I am sure if someone pointed a gun at your balls.
Nikita Sergeyevich: And threatend to blow them off.
*** Justin Bailey Sighs
Nikita Sergeyevich: They would talk.
Player spyman has joined the game
Abram Matveevich: Lets give the other dutyiers something to learn about.
Abram Matveevich: Come here buddy.
*** Justin Bailey Sighs
Nikita Sergeyevich: What ever.
Justin Bailey: Just let me go for fuck sakes.
Nikita Sergeyevich: You men do what you want then.
Blake Haythornthwaite: I want to go ask them why they wear womens panties..
*** Blake Haythornthwaite laughs
*** Abram Matveevich removes a black permanant marker from his side pocket.
Nikita Sergeyevich: Shit I have been spared by Duty before.
*** Ruf Benteski smirks
Blake Haythornthwaite: But seriously..
Ruf Benteski: Its a mystery.
Abram Matveevich: Hold still.
Blake Haythornthwaite: I need to know where they are. I dont want to end up wondering into those scum!
*** Abram Matveevich pops the cap off the green permanant marker.
Ruf Benteski: I dont know.
Ruf Benteski: And i dont care...
Justin Bailey: What do you want.
*** Abram Matveevich draws a gaint F on the dutyiers gaskmask
Abram Matveevich: Now you can go.
*** Abram Matveevich chuckles.
Nikita Sergeyevich: heh
Nikita Sergeyevich: I was going to blow his head off.

[Tunddruff]

LSD yes?

[Locke]

Ahahahaha!
Good times in freedom!

[Cobra]

Good the good old times when people knew how to rp and rp wasn't all about faction wars.

[Tunddruff]

WHat? it is? I thought it was about getting---
**Tenel Asire has been killed by <Random DUTY>'s PMm***

[Creeding]

And this is where my drug idea kicks in!

[Tunddruff]

We should kidnap some mili and drug them up :)