06-11-2011, 03:10 AM | #51 |
Cinderella
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"Mark, count two definite, one estimate. Brick, Zeus, Eater. Arm squads for deployment and move to location, await order to deploy on my word. Recon out."
The buzz of radio traffic would ring on one of the police radios, oddly tied to the same frequency. One that should have been private, but the words that went through would not be the worry of the officers as they were torn apart. But eyes were watching the scene, waiting to see how it played out. They would not wait long though, the privacy of the slaughter had been lost, a cleansing would have to come soon.
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Time to bust out the glow sticks! |
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