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Inner truths Part 4: The final ride Why is it now my responsibility to rescue his son? Now I know what you’re thinking... “He has no remorse!” “He doesn't care if his son gets killed, he just doesn't care!” I do care about the lives of others to all you mongrels out there, I really do. I just don’t know why I'm still being caught in the middle of such outrage! As fear and dismay continue to flow down through the expressions of my face the man gives me some reassurance. “Look, there is some gear in that table” The man pointed towards a small yellow cabinet, “You are the only one who can stop them! Ok, But how could I possibly stop them? These criminals are dangerous, ruthless and well beyond cruel; yeah, thank goodness this is no longer a bad dream, its HELL! “Is there any way I could get to him?” By the time I turned around he had vanished, not a trace of him, never even gave me his name... Brilliant! I take a good look at the yellow cabinet. Inside it were the following: An AK47 rifle, some grenades, another 9mm Pistol (Oh God another one), some bullet proof gear, a rusty old phone (though it still works), some shoes and a mysterious map. As I unfold the map I also find a poster, on it read “Fiesta de cumpleaños para su hijo Amado Chávez en el hotel más rico!” I know for a fact I don’t speak Spanish, but luckily for me I did memorize some key words back at my high school. My instincts kept on telling me “Amado means son! Amado means son!” This could only possibly mean one thing, his sons name was Chavez. I also knew the hotel; I remember going there on holiday! What a coincidence! I put on my bullet proof gear, equipped my pockets with my pistols and began to follow the map which leads to the hotel, let’s do it. I reach the hotel in a nick of time; to my astonishment it was abandoned and run down. It all still felt like a fantasy, is this actually real? I continue to walk through the creepy dark corridor, with both my pistols in hand; I knew what I was to do next would depend on my survival. All of a sudden many guys came running out of room after room and started shooting at me. I quickly duck under a table and returned fire, running for cover, looking for any way to survive, boom boom boom! They were dead... Wow I actually survived. I found a room, it was rather dark, I heard some screams “Help me please!” It was him, good lord, this was finally over! As I try to free him, all of a sudden everything disappears, I felt as if I had just died... I Woke up in the middle of a rather familiar place Where am I? You’re on a plane back to New York, you did well buddy... “It certainly was a rough ride wasn't it?” Yes, Yes it was, hopefully it will be my last...

Soon we'll have weapons that blast gamma rays and lightsabers :D

5x fund? Where?

Not sure if i posted here before....

So close but congratulations

They charge people for upgrading to windows 8 (assuming most already bought windows 7) then give windows 10 for free, well there was no point of buying windows 8 in the first place!

Try vs m4's, with all the skill in the world you wont win

He doesn't think your english is very good, but then again its not everyone's first language and it is extremely hard to learn a 2nd language

The missions should be focussed more on in game features and not supplies, for instance they should remove all missions related to picking up supplies 2nd all the missions do not focus on in game tasks a lot, for instance i've seen no missions where you have to cap a flag or killing certain tanks or having a certain D/L ratio, we need more of those missions Also the reward was too much and too generous, but 50% is too much, i think 25% would be more convineint

its a pain to use, i've given up on it

I can now 2 shot hornet m3's :lol: The only problem with using this turret is isida, and the overpromoted paint tiger <_<

Smoky + Hunter + Zeus Im almost there anway

It was never like this until now, no live topics, all our forumers have gone inactive, not good <_<

No thanks unity, if flash version stays ill still use that instead

Because im Deadtoyou

At least the administration is taking notes on what we've been complaining about

Bye

You should just pay with credit card, much cheaper more crystals

Not sure if possible :ph34r:

Wtf?

Good luck everyone, ill enter on monday

Or loam for that matter

Inner truths Part 3: Retaliation As he continued shutting the door my heart began to fill with displeasure; an uncomfortable type of feeling, a feeling that I don’t think I have ever experienced before. I kept on asking myself “What could I have possibly have done to deserve such pondering?” The man in particular had a trendy accent, most probably Spanish, he looked very angry and agitated; not the type of person any guy would want to mess with... I started to lash out at the man, “Why am I here? What do you want?!” But he simply just kept on walking, never before have I felt so intimidated. As I started to tremble in my frustrations the man finally spoke, “You have something that belongs to me”. At first I have no idea what he’s talking about, then all of a sudden I have these terrible thoughts flowing through my head, “That money I found, perhaps that’s what he’s after”, as I shook in fear I started spewing all the money I had from my pockets, perhaps that’s what he was after right? “Enough! I am not after your money; you have something that I need” Ok so he’s after something, but what? First i get attacked by a boy, hit by a grenade and now this? At this point i started to believe that i would never make it out here alive, I should have never have stumbled upon here. As i continue to grow nervous, he suddenly grabs me by my throat; never before have I been so desperate, he shows me a picture, “You see this! They take my daughter away from me!” What could I have possibly done to have his daughter kidnapped? My face began to flow a river of tears, tensions were raising, never before have the stakes been so high. “You give money to them, so they release my daughter, you hear!” Agitated, I nodded yes, he then threw me against the wall, letting go. My head tried to come to terms with all this; that boy that attacked me; could he have been associated with some sort of group? How will I pay off these notorious anonymous criminals? How do I know who they are? I knew what was to come next would be terrifying; something I have never ventured into before that would require me to become something no one has seen before, never the less, I knew a life was on the line, a race against time itself. The man anxiously pointed towards a path i could take through the dark, empty void of space surrounding the corridor. I started to make my way. As i did, his last words were “May God be with you” I knew this man meant well, I replied yes, indeed I began what could be the last day of my life; here I go, to in and beyond...

It will lose connection within a few years so we wont be able to track it