Yoboland
29-07-2004, 21:20
Late at night in the dark, a team of highly trained spec. ops picked the lock of a house. The house was suspecting of breakking one of the gravest laws in the country. The owner had been accused of worshiping gods. gods other than the great Yob!
click...click.... "sir, i'm in "
Lings team then walked silently up the stairs of the house. Then slowly opened the door into a bedroom. Ling readied his pistol as his team did the same with their assault rifles. He nodded at the soldier nearest the light switch who flicked it. This started a series of events, the first of which was Ling screaming at the unsuspecting non-believer to get out of bed. Then the man screaming for mercy as he pulled himself out of his blankets and on to the floor.
"please dont take me!" he screamed as he knew full well who the black clad soldiers were: Yobite monks, the loyal enforcers of their religion on the innocent nation.
Then Ling signalled at a man to insert the hypodermic needle into their captive. The man was out cold in seconds and was dragged out of the house.
When the non-believer was woken he was under a lamp and strapped to a metal surface, he heard a voice he recognised from last night.
"so...who is your god mr...." Ling looked at his board "..Moasa..MR Moasa. Who is your god..."
"errr.. i dont know"
"Yob you fool! YOB!"
"AAAAAAaarrrgh!"
"now who is your god?"
"I wont surrender to you, i can't!"
"we have ways of making you talk.... and talk exactly what we want you to talk!"
"aaaaaaarrrgh!"
Eventually after a whole day of blood, sweat and various poisons the metal bench was covered in blood. The poor non-believer had seen his hearts last beats in front of his own eyes as he died never allowing Ling to have the edge on him!
OOC: your opinions international comunity
click...click.... "sir, i'm in "
Lings team then walked silently up the stairs of the house. Then slowly opened the door into a bedroom. Ling readied his pistol as his team did the same with their assault rifles. He nodded at the soldier nearest the light switch who flicked it. This started a series of events, the first of which was Ling screaming at the unsuspecting non-believer to get out of bed. Then the man screaming for mercy as he pulled himself out of his blankets and on to the floor.
"please dont take me!" he screamed as he knew full well who the black clad soldiers were: Yobite monks, the loyal enforcers of their religion on the innocent nation.
Then Ling signalled at a man to insert the hypodermic needle into their captive. The man was out cold in seconds and was dragged out of the house.
When the non-believer was woken he was under a lamp and strapped to a metal surface, he heard a voice he recognised from last night.
"so...who is your god mr...." Ling looked at his board "..Moasa..MR Moasa. Who is your god..."
"errr.. i dont know"
"Yob you fool! YOB!"
"AAAAAAaarrrgh!"
"now who is your god?"
"I wont surrender to you, i can't!"
"we have ways of making you talk.... and talk exactly what we want you to talk!"
"aaaaaaarrrgh!"
Eventually after a whole day of blood, sweat and various poisons the metal bench was covered in blood. The poor non-believer had seen his hearts last beats in front of his own eyes as he died never allowing Ling to have the edge on him!
OOC: your opinions international comunity