Bull Squid Rider

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Bull Squid Rider

Jonathan is waiting in Black Mesa
The Resonance cascade was 13 years ago but he’s still trapped down in Black Mesa. The vortigunts outside may be friendly but in here they are just plain evil. No one told him that the army was pulling out and they probably didn’t tell the soldiers he killed last week either. Yes he remembers. They were strange looking fellows with black suits and weird looking gas masks. Not like that asshole Adrian Shepard who killed his wife all that time ago. He thinks back to when he was just a poor little security guard on a minimum wage, armed with a small 9mm glock. He suddenly makes a small noise like a laugh. But alas no he has forgotten how to do such an act. Humour he thinks. Bah who needs or wants that when you are constantly killing. That prick Gordon Freeman didn’t even talk he was so caught up in the killing. Or at least he didn’t when he left him to die at the hands of a bullsquid in the goddamn freezer all that time ago. But Jonathan didn’t kill that bullsquid, but tamed it instead. And from that day forward he was a mountee. Riding his faithful bullsquid through BM and killing ANYTHING in his way. Except for the any other BM residence, such as scientists and other security guards still alive, although he was almost sure now that there were none left. All killed by those screwed up soldiers with futuristic type guns. What did they call them again? That’s right pulse rifles and MP-7s. he shook his head and longed for the simple days where they had MP-5s and 9mm glocks. Yes glocks. The gun that covered his ass in so many fire fights that it was unbelievable. Until that asshole Barney came through. Yes he pinched his 357 Magnum and used it to pieces. He then had no option but to steal a dead marine’s MP-5 and effectively coat his body with ammo. Suddenly he hears a scream and bolts to his trusty steed quagmire. “C’mon baby lets ride” he whispers and they arrive just in time to find a weird looking soldier with a tazer like thing and his entire little band of coward friends attacking a scientist. “HELP” the scientist yelled and Jonathan whispered to his noble steed “go get em boy” and he dismounted just as he approached and let fly with his MP-5. They didn’t stand a chance. Ones body ripped open in a hail of lead and his blood pooled all over the floor. The others head was unfortunate enough to be within range of the blast and yet even more unfortunate to not have been killed. Jonathan grabbed the scientist and took cover behind a wall, popped out and took out another soldiers kneecaps. As for the final one, Jonathan threw a knife at his arm, shot the other and knocked him on the floor. The soldier was then yanked to his knees and pleading for his life, shot in the back of the head. Jonathan went over to the two undead soldiers and asked them what they were doing to the scientist and promised to get them medical attention if they talked. One was to brain-dead to talk and the other merely laughed and said “if we tell you what’s happening then we die anyway from our higher-ups”. Jonathan just walked away and left them to die. After talking to the scientist for a while he was told that there is still one last pocket of survivors in the test chamber where it all began. He thanked him and rode away ready for another adventure with


Bullsquid rider




Mkay that was just a beginner so you may want to remember that it was short for a reason. In the next adventure. It gets a lot bloodier.
 
the enter key is you friend.
appart from that, it's a good idea
but BMRF was nuked in Op-Force, so yes um...
 
yea but what ya going to do?
after all nuclear weapons are mainly used for the biological aspect and well... a majority of BM was underground and therefore hassel free.
and to be truthful
OP-forcer = gearbox and gearbox = nonvalve
 
i wasn't being evil (the name isn't always correct) just giving a friendly hint or two to make your story better
 
Jonathan thinks back to just last week with the scientist telling him about a last pocket of survivors in the test chamber. Quagmire and he rode huffed themselves down there to be confronted with a security guard. He remembered her to…what was her name, oh yes Samantha. She went to high school with him and graduated together. He was infact his girlfriend for 3 years and they were almost married. But then he met Rebecca. Even though Samantha had been going out with him for such a long time he none the less had no true love for her. However Samantha took the break up pretty well and ended up just becoming a great mate with him. But Jonathan felt no true emotion anymore. None but hate that is. He confronted Samantha with what she was sure was a smile. But alas not a smile but a smirk. She heard him before she saw him that’s for sure. Taking cover behind a wall she flung herself out in a combat side dive preparing to fire. She let off three rounds but only one struck him and it was not truly serious.

Just a small blow merely scraping his shoulder. He growled “hold your fire Black Mesa Personal.” Samantha sighed and lowered the MP-7 recovered from a black clad soldier. It was in fact Samantha that saved a majority of these scientists and security guards lives by bringing them here figuring that seeing as it was already shielded from nuclear blast from the inside to protect the occupants of the outside so therefore it would be stopped. Samantha walked up and shook Jonathan’s hand greeting him.

Jonathan rode inside and saw a medium sized group of people. Around 30 people total. Samantha caught up to him and told him they were planning an escape. He nodded and replied “ill be happy to help out, anything to get out of this god forsaken hell hole.” Cocking his MP-5 he asked when it would begin. Samantha replied that the escape would begin at dawn the next day and they could use all the help they could get.
 
For the love of god... it's a newb convention.

Well, not really. Two newbs. For god's sakes, Rebel_Medic:

  1. CORRECT GRAMMAR AND PUNCTUATION. I cannot ever, ever stress this enough.
  2. Large paragraphs of text are not 'in'. Consider yourself 'uncool' or possibly just plain 'unreadable'.
  3. Uh... that's all i can think of, seeing as i didn't bother to read your story due to list item 1 and 2.

Edit them quicksmart!
 
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