Aftermath part one - Hank Gets His
Apr 20, 2016 12:05:23 GMT -5
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Post by Chief Tom-O-Hawk on Apr 20, 2016 12:05:23 GMT -5
Freeze hovers over Hank Brown, a MPS AA-12 Assault Combat Shotgun in hand. Hank on his hands and knees, crawling to the safety of the Cadillac as Freeze stalks him.
Freeze: You've been told you are not invited here many times. You still show up time and again, breaking the law. You trespass on my property not once, not twice, but now for the FOURTH FUCKING TIME! Last time you had sex with a MINOR inside MY MANSION where my GRANDCHILDREN LIVE!
Freeze raises the shotgun to the backside of Hank and pulls the trigger. KERWHAM!! The sound echos from everywhere and the backside of Hank's suit starts smoldering from the sudden infusion of rock salts.
Freeze: Fucking HELL! WHERE IS MY FUCKING LIVE AMMO AT?!
Hank is screaming, high pitched, immobilized by the sudden pain exploding upon his backside. Freeze raises the black end of the barrel once more and pulls the trigger yet again. KERWHAM!
Hanks hi pitched shrills are nearly deafening.
Freeze: You think this is some sort of game Hank? i nearly bury you alive, up to your neck in mud and you STILL keep showing up.
Another pull of the trigger sends another load of rock salts into Hank's backside. Another shrill of pain and terror coming from Hank.
Freeze: Do I need to drive over you Hank? Do I need to skin you? Do I need to paralyze you?
A double blast from the shotgun to emphasize the point that Freezer Burn is none too pleased with Hank's appearance, again, at his property.
Freeze: This, HANK, is a Full Assault Combat shotgun. The kind the military uses. It even has a fully automatic switch and a drum that holds 35 rounds ..
Freeze looks at the shotgun and grins. He has yet to use the full auto feature, and he's been looking forward to the opportunity to use it. With a twitch from his thumb, the switch is set. And Hank must have heard it because he starts belly crawling at high speeds to get away.
Freeze: Hank .. I am so-o-o glad you are here right now.
And with that he pulls the trigger. The eruption of sound from the gun seems to be a continuous thunderous explosion for the next four seconds and Hank can only arch his back in the sudden searing pain. Hank is shaking from head to foot, tears rolling freely down his face.
Freeze: Damn son! That was almost worthwhile!!
Hank reaches into his jacket pocket, getting the keys to the caddy just in time for Freeze to reach down and snag them from his grasp.
Freeze: You won't be needing these .. just yet.
Freeze walks the two steps to the Cadillac and opens the door. He steps aside and watches Hank feebly crawl to the Caddy. Any man with sense would know that when an aggressor opens the door for you, worse things are yet to come, but Hank is definitely not smart in the ways of violence.
Freeze unlocks the drum from the AA-12 and grabs the replacement drum from his side. He looks at the Bio HDL symbol imprinted on the side and knows exactly what cartridges he's loaded into this one. He locks the drum into place as Hank crawls into the Caddy and shuts the door. The two front windows are open about two inches each, and Freezer Burn grins his patented sadistic grin.
Freeze: Hey Hank! Need these?
He tosses the keys onto the hood of the Cadillac and places the end of the barrel through the two inch opening in the window.
Freeze: You ever hear of TEARGAS?
And with that, Freeze pulls the trigger and an eruption of sound belches from the shotgun and all 35 mini teargas canisters unload into the confines of the Cadillac. The car quickly fills with the noxious gas, smoke belching forth from the small openings in the windows ans Hank disappears within the fog. Only the sounds of gasping, choking, gagging and sneezing along with other sounds of misery emanate from the vehicle.
"Hey pops! What's shakin?"
In the excitement, Freeze didn't hear the car pull up. Didn't hear the car door slam or the man walking up. But when Freeze looked over to the younger, healthier, thicker cut version of himself his aura of violence immediately increased tenfold and more.
-To Be Continued in Part Two: Aftermath- The Family Feud-
Freeze: You've been told you are not invited here many times. You still show up time and again, breaking the law. You trespass on my property not once, not twice, but now for the FOURTH FUCKING TIME! Last time you had sex with a MINOR inside MY MANSION where my GRANDCHILDREN LIVE!
Freeze raises the shotgun to the backside of Hank and pulls the trigger. KERWHAM!! The sound echos from everywhere and the backside of Hank's suit starts smoldering from the sudden infusion of rock salts.
Freeze: Fucking HELL! WHERE IS MY FUCKING LIVE AMMO AT?!
Hank is screaming, high pitched, immobilized by the sudden pain exploding upon his backside. Freeze raises the black end of the barrel once more and pulls the trigger yet again. KERWHAM!
Hanks hi pitched shrills are nearly deafening.
Freeze: You think this is some sort of game Hank? i nearly bury you alive, up to your neck in mud and you STILL keep showing up.
Another pull of the trigger sends another load of rock salts into Hank's backside. Another shrill of pain and terror coming from Hank.
Freeze: Do I need to drive over you Hank? Do I need to skin you? Do I need to paralyze you?
A double blast from the shotgun to emphasize the point that Freezer Burn is none too pleased with Hank's appearance, again, at his property.
Freeze: This, HANK, is a Full Assault Combat shotgun. The kind the military uses. It even has a fully automatic switch and a drum that holds 35 rounds ..
Freeze looks at the shotgun and grins. He has yet to use the full auto feature, and he's been looking forward to the opportunity to use it. With a twitch from his thumb, the switch is set. And Hank must have heard it because he starts belly crawling at high speeds to get away.
Freeze: Hank .. I am so-o-o glad you are here right now.
And with that he pulls the trigger. The eruption of sound from the gun seems to be a continuous thunderous explosion for the next four seconds and Hank can only arch his back in the sudden searing pain. Hank is shaking from head to foot, tears rolling freely down his face.
Freeze: Damn son! That was almost worthwhile!!
Hank reaches into his jacket pocket, getting the keys to the caddy just in time for Freeze to reach down and snag them from his grasp.
Freeze: You won't be needing these .. just yet.
Freeze walks the two steps to the Cadillac and opens the door. He steps aside and watches Hank feebly crawl to the Caddy. Any man with sense would know that when an aggressor opens the door for you, worse things are yet to come, but Hank is definitely not smart in the ways of violence.
Freeze unlocks the drum from the AA-12 and grabs the replacement drum from his side. He looks at the Bio HDL symbol imprinted on the side and knows exactly what cartridges he's loaded into this one. He locks the drum into place as Hank crawls into the Caddy and shuts the door. The two front windows are open about two inches each, and Freezer Burn grins his patented sadistic grin.
Freeze: Hey Hank! Need these?
He tosses the keys onto the hood of the Cadillac and places the end of the barrel through the two inch opening in the window.
Freeze: You ever hear of TEARGAS?
And with that, Freeze pulls the trigger and an eruption of sound belches from the shotgun and all 35 mini teargas canisters unload into the confines of the Cadillac. The car quickly fills with the noxious gas, smoke belching forth from the small openings in the windows ans Hank disappears within the fog. Only the sounds of gasping, choking, gagging and sneezing along with other sounds of misery emanate from the vehicle.
"Hey pops! What's shakin?"
In the excitement, Freeze didn't hear the car pull up. Didn't hear the car door slam or the man walking up. But when Freeze looked over to the younger, healthier, thicker cut version of himself his aura of violence immediately increased tenfold and more.
-To Be Continued in Part Two: Aftermath- The Family Feud-
