Bastion WFP's Blog – July 2010 Archive (6)

Everyone fears the dreadful knock at the door of the draftman the regular army wasn't large enough for the horde in asia all countries outside of the asia quarantine were drafting all persons from 18 to 30 and equiping them with any kind of weaponry massive numbers of soldiers all from different creeds, religions, families, cities, all different but with one thing in common....before the decade is up they will all be dead



They don't realize that the more they fight the more they inch… Continue

Roy and I saw the some stairs which according to the sign led topside I yelled "I TOLD YOU WE WE'RE ALMOST THERE ALL RIGHT WE GONE BE OKAY ROY!" Roy opened his mouth but before he could something roared or many things roared it was the most ear shattering, blood curdeling sound you'd ever hear it was a sound of mixed rage and pain the roar boiled up and seemed to explode with intensity the sound was terrifying



Walter yelled saying something about us being topside when I heard the… Continue

The mean streets of the southside just got meaner now we got these dead mothafuckas walking around hundreds thousands maybe even a mil so now it's just me and all the other gangstas we do what we do to get by but damn there's less and less niggas on the streets and then we start seeing they're one of them



So now here I sit writing bout what happened yesterday don't know why I never made it past 8th grade so here's what happened the other day



I was riding in my malibu… Continue

Explosives, knives, guns, fists, hammers, axes, bats, brass knuckles, machetes, pipes, hockey sticks, helmets, bricks, 2x4s, pans, guitars, shovels, cars, swords, and dozens more the choice is yours kill with anything I thought of this as I entered the arena whichever weapon I picked my survival odds were 10 to 1 I calculated the difficulty all depended on what weapon I picked I chose my personal favorite I grabbed two walther P22 with 30 round extended mags



I heard the announcer's… Continue

I had just walked into my pod when I heard "CONTACT CONTACT THEY'RE HUNDREDS OF 'EM" I didn't even think it was all just a blur instant reaction from our weeks in training I remember running out of my pod into the path where other guys we're heading towards their designated positions on the perimeter I already knew where I was going I was in Tower 7 on the south wall that was about 800 yards for sprinting in full combat gear



Lucky for me there was a deuce an a half headed that way so… Continue

The Idiot Walk used to be a pretty good song is now what we call the shamble because if you got that way your a dumbass I thought about that as Cesna flew over Interstate 94 the whole interstate was jammed with one big Idiot Walk thousands, hundreds of thousands, millions maybe the numbers we're truly mind boggling I leaned foward to ask Kate the pilot "Mind telling me where we're going?" She said "Barrow, Alaska to damn cold for them *she motions down* to get up that far" I pondered this for a… Continue