Post-World War III RP: Welcome to Nuremberg!

[thebobmaster_v1legacy]

"Why should I? You are the ones in the base of me and my lover."

 

[SargentToughie]

Eric looks up at the voice

"But... I saw you blow your brains out! you're dead!"

 

[thebobmaster_v1legacy]

"Amazing how similar to yourself you can make another person."

 

[SargentToughie]

Eric shudders

"Heh, I should have guessed, you being such a skiddish little worm, you don't have the guts to take me on head to head"

He shouts out

"and you almost had me convinced that you were worthy of a trickle of respect!!!"

 

[thebobmaster_v1legacy]

"Don't worry, you'll meet me soon enough."

 

[SargentToughie]

"Yeah, whatever you say, excuse me if I don't belive you"

 

[thebobmaster_v1legacy]

A gun barrel presses against his neck. "You should."

 

[SargentToughie]

Eric groans

"ooh... I hate you so much..."

 

[thebobmaster_v1legacy]

She pulls the trigger as the hammer clicks on an empty chamber. "Scare you?"

 

[SargentToughie]

He smirks, hiding the fact that he was freaked

"Nah, I was looking forward to getting out of this fort"

 

[thebobmaster_v1legacy]

"I'll help you."

 

[SargentToughie]

"You'll do what?"

 

[thebobmaster_v1legacy]

"I'll help you guys escape."

 

[SargentToughie]

He turns around

"Okay, and what possable motive could be behind this?"

 

[thebobmaster_v1legacy]

"My lover...he didn't care when my double blew her brains out. He didn't know it was a double."

 

[SargentToughie]

"Ah... Well, would you like me to put a shotgun shell between his eyes before we go? It's sort of on my to do list"

 

[thebobmaster_v1legacy]

"No. I'd rather put a bullet in the back of his neck."

 

[SargentToughie]

"Works for me"

He pauses
"Just so you know, I'm going to keep a running tally of how many times you flip flop sides... you're at 2 right now"

 

[thebobmaster_v1legacy]

"I know."

 

[SargentToughie]

Eric turns back away

"So, this may be a massive mistake... but lead the way"