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| Lowe | Sep 14 2007, 04:30 AM |
The Masked Pilot
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Lowe had just shot a few guys as he continued his way into the asteroid. He heard talking and came to a stop. He looked around the corner. The mercs were talking to someone via monitor. "Wonder who they are speaking to." Lowe snuck in. He hid around a bin. Then peaked over it. The Mercs seemed to had already packed their weapons. "This makes my job too easy." Lowe said as he stood up. "Ahem...tag your it." The mercs turned around but before they could react Lowe shot them all down. He walked over to the monitor. "Well this is quite interesting I didn't think they were workin for you..." Lowe said smirking. "In fact they were." Responded the monitor. "I waited for the girty lue to return before I sent them...I was hoping you would follow." Lowe smirked "So you used them then?" The man on the monitor laughed "They were mercs and I paid up front so no one was cheated. Anyway the files on the desk. Use them..." Lowe turned around and picked them up. "What is this...? Bit gun system...Hyper-Deuterion Nuclear Reactor...oh I must thank you for these gifts..." Lowe said. "You know what to do with them." the monitor turned off. Lowe turned to walk out. "The fool is too trusting and power hungry like all of humanity...the idiot shoulda realized what he was doing when he gave me these..." <EXIT LOWE> |
 Only I have the right to pass judgement on Humanity... Humanity vanquised...atlast, just as they deserve... | |
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