Hogsweat
08-02-2004, 22:22
Muscovia Red Square
Election posters flew down like birdpoo, red birdpoo. Premier Valkaday stood firm on the podium, shouting to the people. The flag of hogsweat flapped in the wind behind him.
Hurtian Ginka cocked his Artic Winter Magnum. The round was powerful, very powerful, but it would do the job. He nodded across the other side of the building. His associate fired his gas gun, the crowds turned to face the shot. He was nowhere to be seen. There was a loud crack of a rifle shot, and Valkaday crumpled to the ground. Blood flooded onto the podium. Hurtian was nowhere to be seen!
Hogsweat Parliament, three seconds later
The car cruised slowly. It was a ViGrion, an ancient car, an outdated Hogsweat vehicle, dating back into the days of Anarchy when the government did nothing, and the people fended for themselves. He drove along like all the other cars nearby, but this car was not normal. It had fifty three sticks of dynamite packed into the trunk. The driver turned off at a one way turn, right into the unguarded Parliament entrance door. He went straight for the main door.
Election posters flew down like birdpoo, red birdpoo. Premier Valkaday stood firm on the podium, shouting to the people. The flag of hogsweat flapped in the wind behind him.
Hurtian Ginka cocked his Artic Winter Magnum. The round was powerful, very powerful, but it would do the job. He nodded across the other side of the building. His associate fired his gas gun, the crowds turned to face the shot. He was nowhere to be seen. There was a loud crack of a rifle shot, and Valkaday crumpled to the ground. Blood flooded onto the podium. Hurtian was nowhere to be seen!
Hogsweat Parliament, three seconds later
The car cruised slowly. It was a ViGrion, an ancient car, an outdated Hogsweat vehicle, dating back into the days of Anarchy when the government did nothing, and the people fended for themselves. He drove along like all the other cars nearby, but this car was not normal. It had fifty three sticks of dynamite packed into the trunk. The driver turned off at a one way turn, right into the unguarded Parliament entrance door. He went straight for the main door.