then i guess you wont find out...

*Sign* People who just won't tell the flat out answer, but replies with something else...

Then I guess I'm dead.

YOu are in the truck, alive, blad, but alive, YOu saved everyone in the truck

You steered away from the road thus avoiding the big explosion wall after you, you got a punch + whiplash but yer aleiv.
Thanks for the "I wont read thru 13 pages". Ignore random chatter saying VIking U R Roxxoreh, it will boil down to eight.
Read? PLease? I'd be honored?
I read your stories? Do it for Me? *Big, glittering deer eyes*
Puuleeeeeeeiz?

This post has been edited by Elite viking on February 27, 2005 09:09 pm

i will eat your face if you dont make more story, also if u dopnt I will eat your chest?

lol, that would b fun to watch cool stuff so far, likin it all!

We have a 5-68 in the shopping mall, over.

Ten-four. Driving there now.

Radman played it all by the book. He had no idea what a 5-68 was; He had no idea why he was sitting in a squad car wearing a uniform. It had all begun in the morning:
When he awoke, he was suddenly one feet higher, he had long hair in hockeystyle, he had a Beretta 9mm at his room (Unloaded he wasnt a maniac) and lived in a small compartment together with this guy named Bert. Bert was a policeman, claiming Radman was too.

You smashed your head at something this morning? Bert asked Rad while Bert was eating breakfast, and Radman running around, looking awkwardly similar to Tom Hanks in Big!

After a while he had calmed down. Okay, he was a policeman. Wasnt that what he always ha wanted to be? Carry the badge, protecting citizens some fairy or something must have fulfilled his dreams.

So now, he was an officer. But he was not in England. That one puzzled him a little. Everyone had HGPD badges, he had absolutely no idea what HG meant, but he couldnt ask anyone either.

Present time:

He turned around, and began talking to his friend in the back of the car: Hey, Bert, looks like were about to see some action.

Bert smiled. Hey, allright, he said, cheerily.

The guy was fresh out of the police academy, longing for something to do. Until now, all of his missions had been baby sitting since he was the newbie they only gave small tasks to.
Well, Bert wasnt a nerd at least. He just hadnt gotten the chance of proving himself. He looked strong, his biceps and triceps clearly marked off under his suit. His face, smooth as silk and with a short eagles beak nose, didnt fit with the Strong guy theme the rest of his body said.

They arrived at the shopping mall some minutes later. Everything was in a relative state of allright: the building looked intact, no guys in camouflage shooting at them, no one running out, screaming.
That was a good sign.
Radman clicked off his belt, and got out of the car, before slamming the door.
Thud.

So, what do you recommend, Bert? Radman said, to find out what the situation was. He made it sound like a test.

Well, I say we walk in and find the missing man.

Okay. Someone was missing, maybe lost in the mall or something. He could handle that.

Were at the scene. Give me a description of the missing person? Radman said into his radio.

It sparkled, and shortly after the reply came, saying, Krkzt Hes one of the security guards at the place. He is a short, compact-built, man, with blue eyes. Hes strong, and has run into a lot of trouble. Theres a woman claiming she was going to meet him, but that he had disappeared. Over

Ten-four. Over,
Radman said into the radio, walking into the mall, Hey, Bert, follow me. We better start searching-
Heavens Gate Mall. The big neon letters burned into Radmans memory.
Heavens Gate. A big poster over it flashed Only one bite away from Heaven with a girl having an apple in her hand.

Amasingly Radman kept cool.
Okay, Im dreaming. Yes of course, I am dreaming, he said, Bert, come here.

What?

Bert appeared on his side.

Tell me something I cant possibly know..

Why? You really have hurt your head. Perhaps we should-

No, tell me.

OkayTheres a comic on the web called VG Cats and I like them so much I have an avatar of comic #114, square 1.

Youare that fresh one in the BB forums?

YeahAnd youThat RE fan!

They stared at each other for some moments.

So You got any good explaination?

A fat, bald man, running around waving his sausage hands in the air, interrupted their thoughts. He was yelling out, running, no, walking quickly around in the mall, the car tires on his belly wobbling, .

WhattheHeck?

They couldnt hear anything of what he said, since they were outside the mall, but it was obvious he was trying to tell people something, if rather loud. They heard muffled voices trough the glass doors.
They stepped in, Radmans right hand searching for pepperspray.
Normally, he wouldnt even think of doing it, and if someone else had done it, he would have called it police violence.
But he wasnt one hundred percent this day, having recently been turned into a police officer in a city from a game, with a man, probably suffering from some mental disease, screaming in a mall.

True! Its true I tell you! Listen! Many of you have been changed! I know, I was changed too! Its the Matrix that did this! LISTEN TO ME!

Everyone ignored the man, rolling their eyes.
Only Radman went over to the man.

What are you talking about? The matrix?

Yes, it has changed me! Before, I were a healthy Jew, look at me now! Im fat, probably an atheist too. My bedroom was filled with empty packages of pork chops.

I I changed too. I used to be 9 years younger, and now Im 35 and a cop. And the city we live in Heavens Gate? I feel somethings going to happen soon, and itll be bad.

You mean like zombies, the fat man said, Radman almost jumping backwards.

You played BB?

Yeah, sure, I was even in the forum as the matrix nerd. No one believed it when I posted about the matrix, look at it now! I tell you, the Matrix is behind this
Ill let you guys guess a little before saying his name.
*****************Think********************
*****************Think********************
*****************Think********************
*****************Think********************

Tyrano?

Thats me. And youre... wait, dont say someone digging the cops am I right?
Yeah

Okay, I bet its Radman Im talking to now.

Youre right. Hey, wed better get to somewhere safe, and take cover before it comes an outbreak or something.

Great thinking. Your place or mine?

Radman frowned at the pick-up line.
Eww, snap out of it. Well get back to my place. Then well have a trip to the police chamber, and stock up.

They walked back to a confused Bert.

So This is?

Tyrano. The matrix freak at BB forums. Hurry up, were heading to our compartment.

This post has been edited by Elite viking on August 08, 2005 06:55 pm

eh, MORE!!!!

I just got done reading about eight pages of my part in the story!!! I say that was a pretty cool thing you did with my character. The story's good!!! I like it!!!

Will me and the other guys in the car be in HeavenGates when zombies take the city over?

ROCKS!...

Im finally in the story!!!...

Nice one Viking.

*weep* *weep*

MREO OR ILL EAT OUR FEET TO!

Viking, I love you. In a non-homosexual way.

Ok... I am now currently under eight treaths of getting my face eaten, one with Nikkus face eaten too in a symbolic meaning, two with my belly eaten as well and one with my feet.
Also, people love me non-sexually.