A very strange place... I couldn't contact anyone by radio, so I tried to find my way out on my own, ignoring all the festivities around me. The dead wanted me to hit the pinatas with my sword, but my sword is a tool of justice. Eventually, Jack let 'er rip, and soon I was slashing every pinata I saw.
In this candy-fueled rampage, I didn't notice a familiar zombie sprinting to me until he tackled me with enough force to make me drop my sword and send me flying. In a daze, I looked up and immediately recognized my attacker, even with his rotting skin and the gaping hole in his chest.
"Armstong? How are you still alive!?" I asked in shock, unable to fight back because this was a cutscene.
[HEADING=3]"Necromancy, Son!"[/HEADING] He yelled as he ran and kicked me, sending me flying again. "Someone here wants you dead, and they brought me back to make it happen!" He picked up the Murasama blade and used it to cut out his own metal arteries in his chest, which he then used to tie me up and hang me upside-down from a tree while I was still incapacitated.
Finally I came to my senses. "Armstrong, what the hell are you doing?!"
"I'm just joining in on the festivities, Jack!"
[HEADING=1]*punch*[/HEADING]
"None of the Pinatas-
[HEADING=1]*punch*[/HEADING]
"Can take a hit-
[HEADING=1]*punch*[/HEADING]
"And I don't want to ruin the party for everyone else-
[HEADING=1]*punch*[/HEADING]
"By breaking all of them!"
[HEADING=1]*punch*[/HEADING][HEADING=1]*punch*[/HEADING][HEADING=1]*punch*[/HEADING][HEADING=1]*punch*[/HEADING]
He kept hitting me for hours while ranting about his dream for America, and I was unable to break my nanomachine (son) reinforced bindings. After what seemed like an eternity, he stopped.
"Well Jack, it's been fun." He said, picking up the Murasama blade from the ground and holding it awkwardly. "Swords aren't my style, but it's time to crack this pinata open!"
[HEADING=1]*Slash*[/HEADING]
@vulpez: I'm sorry that I'm leaving you behind... Please, go on without me...