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The gun “Look out!” I yelled as someone raced out into the road. Tyler was a good driver and he swerved just in time, missing the person by inches. We screeched to a halt and the runner, charged toward us. He looked human, there was no blood and his eyes were full of fear. He was a big...

Reik looked around him and took the in the bizarre technical wonder that surrounded the team. Machine bonded with man to different degrees was an awesome and frightening prospect. Some looked like people with mechanical additions but others were barely human. Reik didn't like the look of a...

Well, while I agree it is a little rough around the edges, it still looks damn good and I haven't seen anyone else here who was so ready to slam you with harsh criticism, provide us with an example of a better one. At least you put your work out there to be seen rather than sit around and...

I agree with Welsh. Pyro, I am warming to the internal conflict you have going on with your character but the ease with which you have been laying waste to the zombie hordes just seems a bit to fantasy hero like for a horror thread. I checked out your re-write and I think it is a definite...

Breaking a Sweat My hand was round the gun’s grip and aiming the weapon at the door before my mind was fully alert. Something had woken me. My heart was pounding and I was soaked in sweat, the sheets damp and clinging. Blinking sweat from my eyes, I continued to hold the gun aimed at...

(Behind Terra and closer to teh gators when it all went down) Well, that's torn it. Reik cursed under his breath as he watched Wolf sever his arm to escape the gator's merciless jaws. That took balls, he thought. Knowing life was measured in seconds, Reik reacted. He passed his...

Something brushed Reik's leg and he looked down, biting down a cry of surprise. It was rat. Reik was surprised there were any left down here with all the gators. The big rat paused and looked up at the merc and gave a squeek. Reik raised a finger to his lips and the rat cocked its head...

Dropping Pennies Tyler was looking at me, fear in his eyes. I returned his stare and knew that he saw the same fear my blue eyes. “What the hell is going on?” I asked, my breathing still ragged. “How the fuck should I know? You’ve been outside.” Tyler answered, starting to move...

Let the Law Handle This “Pass the beer, Tyler.” “Ha, ‘Paass’.” Tyler mocked my accent. “Shut up, uppity colonial and pass your English master a cold one.” I knew that would piss him off, it always did. “Don’t make me wave George Washington’s face at you. It’s on every dollar...

I can keep wolf alive - he won't do that much but he can stick with Reik if you want to save killing him off till later. Has anyone PMed the guy who wrote for Wolf?

Didn't expect to see another Gator. After Louisiana, Reik had vowed never to tangle with their reptilian kind again. He had almost died between those immensly powerful jaws. A young hugely built medic had been on hand and had broken the beast's neck. Reik had never seen anything like it...

Following Rama, Reik checked his armour was securely fastened, then focused his attention on the plasma rifle. He craddled his new toy and aimed down the sight. The weapon was heavy but designed for infantry and could be hefted easily by a strong man. Winchester. God bless that company...

"See anything?" Reik asked, shifting position, trying to ease the pain in his shoulder. Wolf had popped the joint back into place but it still ached and his movement was restricted, though the medic had told him there would probably be no permanent damage. "Nothing yet." came the reply...

OOC: Sorry about te delay, I moved back up to Uni and our house has not been connected to the internet yet. I just popped onto campus today and checked my e-mails. Sorry guys and girls. This might be my only post for a few days. Hopefully the net will be up and running soon. IC: What...

Reik helped Jake load up the rig but his thoughts kept turning to Edden. She was a fcuked up mentalist of the first order but she didn't deserve to get raped and eaten by a bunch of crazy lardasses. "Pass me my rifle, Jake." The huge man reached up easily into the high cab and grabbed the...

Reik was listening to Stryfe's words. He had noticed the dwindling food supplies in the wharehouse and Kilrick had given him a quick run down on the Gluttons' affliction. This did not bode well and if he got the crazy merc's meaning, the salvage team might be on the menu. "I'm not small...

Good point my friend, although I don't really want to think about that side of things too much. Seems a bit too 'Dodgy German Freak Porn'. I'm not the trimmist man in the world but the idea of huge, great fat, wobbly, Jerry Springer show candidates, having sex just turns my stomach a tad...

"Hey Boss." Reik called after Kilrick. "Yeah?" "I was just telling those fuckers to leave her alone." Reik spun the cylinder of his magnum and holstered it, as he dipped his head in the direction of the retreating Gluttons. "I know she's a psycho bitch and all that but has she ever fought...

Hey Welsh, no problem with easing off. I was just testing the old muscles. Reik is a hard stubborn guy sho doesn't like seeing people getting pushed around. I wasn't after a fight - He was just trying to piss them off (getting into a pissing contest). Just wanted to show the other writers...

Hi there. Many of you don't know me. I am a prodigal child here, returning to site. I watched Kilrick start and it was damn fun. Reading some of the recent stuff, I can see you are all having a great time with it, which is brilliant. I like the style I'm seeing and I hope I can live up to...