From alt.pub.dragons-inn Fri Sep 30 19:08:16 1994 Xref: netcom.com alt.pub.dragons-inn:7726 Newsgroups: alt.pub.dragons-inn Path: netcom.com!netcomsv!decwrl!koriel!cs.utexas.edu!howland.reston.ans.net!spool.mu.edu!torn!nott!cunews!freenet.carleton.ca!FreeNet.Carleton.CA!aw434 From: aw434@FreeNet.Carleton.CA (David Womack) Subject: [CIA] - Jones - Flashback! Message-ID: Sender: news@freenet.carleton.ca (Usenet News Admin) Organization: The National Capital FreeNet, Ottawa, Ontario, Canada Date: Sun, 25 Sep 1994 22:24:10 GMT Lines: 57 [ADMIN - The newsposter failed to send this out, so...this is a 10 second flashback. Aren't computers...amazing?] > Grays looks at the 'undercover' equipment with a grin on his face > "So this is how we're going to infiltrate the city hmm? I must admire your'e > contacts Jones, How on earth did you find that guy?"he thinks about it > Jones says to Grays "Hey, if the fool wants to be King, and is so incompetent he brings in outside help...it would be a moral outrage *_not_* to take advantage of such legendary stupitity!" > An instrument on Foxmore's arm starts to wink on and off. Jones notices it > "What's that?"he asks... > Foxy looks down and shrugs "proxim. alarm, It hasn't been working since I was > shipboa..." > "Uh guys..."Starts Grays. He is staring up at the cliff face with Bodger, BD > and Rathan. > With a shriek that nearly makes Grays strained eardrums burst the walls > around them come alive and seem to move towards them as a living avalance. > However this is no avalance, instead several hundred rock-skinned goblins > scream as they leap from rock to rock down both sides of the canyon. >Startled the companions try to pull thier weapons, but are beset on both sides > Jones sqeezes of a burst from his SMG. The goblin goes down, rocked back by > the multiple bullets which can't penetrate his stony hide. its body is soon > obscured as its brethren swarm over him. > Jones hadn't expected a 'come as you are' party...and unarmed civilians were much more attractive as enemies...still, life in the fast lane! Jones, seeing swarms of enemies and noticing that the bullets weren't doing everything they could (Crud! Bring hollow points, you need armor piercing...bring AP, you need tracers...), he decided to invite his old best friend, Willy Pete, to the party! He pulled the trigger and fired for effect, emptying the magazine in somewhat under 2 seconds as he sprayed the critters. Brass casings flew everywhere, and a couple goblins took face hits; the objective had not been to create a lot of casualties though. The whole idea was to get a little time! As the last bullet sped to it's target, Jones dropped the weapon. Jones backed towards BD, reached inside his cloak, and pulled out a greenish cylinder. The pin was pulled, the handle released, and Jones tossed the White Phosphorous grenade (such weapons that use White Phosphorous being collectively known as Willy Pete) into a crowd of Goblins. A flaming technological hell erupted amongst the goblins, and bits of burning phosphorous sprayed throughout a 10 meter radius... --