Cast of Shadows: Wrecking Crew Evolved

Was that a FUCKING awakened polecat?

When the team arrived for yet another non paying favor job (that shit was getting old quick), Duke decided to walk around back and keep an eye out for anything funny. He posted up with a fresh pack of smokes, a brand new lighter, and his assault rifle loaded out with APDS rounds. Sure the team had agreed to use that pussy ass stick and shock bullshit, and he’d even loaded it in his six shooters, but if shit really hit the fan he was making sure the team got out alive. he was starting to get bored not to mention low on smokes when something grabbed his attention. Motion out of his peripheral. whatever it was was it darted under the stairs. he wasn’t sure how it didn’t manage to set of his motion sense sooner, the damned thing was nearly the size of a dwarf.

He approached the stairs with his gun at the ready. he scanned under the steps and immediately felt like a damned fool. Nothing was there, not so much as a fucking devil rat. At least that explained why his motion sense wasn’t triggered. He was just jumpy because of this shitty job. Who in the name of Daniel Boone thought it was a good idea to ask a trigger happy gunslinger to try to keep the damned peace with a bunch of street gangs and mafi-fuckin-osos in the first place. he needed to shoot something to relieve some stress now. Duke stood up and stepped back from the little cubby under the stairs and went to look for something to shoot.

Not three steps away from where he stood and out of nowhere there is a fucking giant… Cat? Dog? Fucking wombat? Whatever the hell it was it wanted a piece and Duke was ready to give it. Damned thing was almost as quick as Duke, almost. After taking a few shots at the thing and missing (assault rifles are not the best thing in tight quarters) the damned ugly critter spit at him. It fucking spit ON him. The stench of it damn near turned his stomach. After he got his footing back under him he managed to land a solid shot in between the things ribs (he assumed it had ribs) and it seemed to be injured. it took some distance and spit on him again. He was suddenly glad he didn’t wear his new fancy duds. Duke fired another volley and thought to himself he may need a hand, then he thought “fucking shit, god damned integral suppressor no one can hear me out here shooting.” after another glancing shot the damned thing spoke. (not out loud because that would be crazy, but in his head) All it said was “the hunt continues” whatever the fuck that means. Then it disappeared like the stupid fucking cheshire cat down that rabbit hole with the little blonde girl his mom used to tell him about.

Duke picked his pride up out of the dirt, dusted it off, said fuck it, and headed inside. Prince about ran over the whole party to get away from the smell that was now Duke. Questions were asked. Unintelligible answers were obscenity ridden and yelled in response as he made his way to the bathroom to wash up. He needed a drink, a shower, and something to shoot at that he fucking understood. he couldn’t wait for this “job” to be over. First no paycheck, now a fucking awakened fucking cheshire polecat. fuck this job.

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