The world is doomed

Resident Evil again today. Yesterday, actually. It rocked. :)

However, the world is doomed. We realised that fearsclave is actually playing the Texan version of rotagar, the human chaos engine. The world, as I said, is doomed.

His moment of glory came during a stand-off with a S.W.A.T. team (or the equivalent thereof), which was preceeded shortly by his taking refuge in his closet with a rifle, a bottle of tangerine vodka and a can of frozen orange juice concentrate (complete with spoon). Bear in mind he was already high on morphine and an antiviral shot he didn't know he'd received. He was trying to rehydrate himself by spooning the orange juice into his mouth and chasing it down with a swallow of vodka.

A man came through his window and sneaked into his room while he was in the closet. He blew the man's leg apart and called 911. Then the S.W.A.T. team arrived, and he emptied two clips of .45 ammo from his gun into the roof and the door, and topped it all off by chucking his bottle of vodka at them.

It was like the Alamo, only a lot more sordid.

He got zapped with a tranquilizer gun for his pains. :)

The rest of us also didn't have a great two months (in-game time, of course). Right now, after being treated really pretty badly all things considered, we're all trapped inside a large Umbrella facility, and about to take a high-speed train to an even *worse* Umbrella facility (not that we know that yet). Oh, and those of us who had families, well, they're now very, very dead. In fact, one of them is a zombie. I think the rest of them got nuked from orbit, although we haven't received in-game confirmation of that just yet. :P

In other words, it's all good. :D

The world is doomed

Resident Evil again today. Yesterday, actually. It rocked. :)

However, the world is doomed. We realised that fearsclave is actually playing the Texan version of rotagar, the human chaos engine. The world, as I said, is doomed.

His moment of glory came during a stand-off with a S.W.A.T. team (or the equivalent thereof), which was preceeded shortly by his taking refuge in his closet with a rifle, a bottle of tangerine vodka and a can of frozen orange juice concentrate (complete with spoon). Bear in mind he was already high on morphine and an antiviral shot he didn't know he'd received. He was trying to rehydrate himself by spooning the orange juice into his mouth and chasing it down with a swallow of vodka.

A man came through his window and sneaked into his room while he was in the closet. He blew the man's leg apart and called 911. Then the S.W.A.T. team arrived, and he emptied two clips of .45 ammo from his gun into the roof and the door, and topped it all off by chucking his bottle of vodka at them.

It was like the Alamo, only a lot more sordid.

He got zapped with a tranquilizer gun for his pains. :)

The rest of us also didn't have a great two months (in-game time, of course). Right now, after being treated really pretty badly all things considered, we're all trapped inside a large Umbrella facility, and about to take a high-speed train to an even *worse* Umbrella facility (not that we know that yet). Oh, and those of us who had families, well, they're now very, very dead. In fact, one of them is a zombie. I think the rest of them got nuked from orbit, although we haven't received in-game confirmation of that just yet. :P

In other words, it's all good. :D