"Attention: This is Director Tiedemann. A station-wide emergency is in effect. In accordance with Titan Station Civic Code, I am declaring Martial Law. All citizens are ordered to evacuate. Looters will be shot onsite. This is not a drill, move immediately to the nearest evac route"
"This is the Emergency Broadcast System. This is not a test. The Centre's for Disease Control has reported an outbreak of rabies that reanimates dead tissue, prolonging life long after clinical death. Symptoms include growling, increased aggression, cannibalism, high pain tolerance, increased physical strength and foaming at the mouth. All citizens are ordered not to approach or attempt to apprehend the infected as they are considered extremely dangerous. The US Government has responded to the outbreak and all citizens are ordered to remain calm and move indoors and lock all doors and windows and barricade any point of entry. The CDC is reporting that emergency vaccines are being used to try and combat the outbreak. There is increasing reports of havoc on the motorways as people attempt to flee the cities, causing major gridlock. Police and Military Personnel are greatly outnumbered as riots break out and Martial Law has been declared as people turn against each other. Air Force 1 has rep...gone do...a...---"
"Hello...Hello...Is anyone out there? We're survivors held up in a warehouse. The zombies have overrun the city, supplies are running short...Is anyone out here? Please! We need help!"
"Poofs drive automatics! Real men have gears!"
"WADE WILSON!!!!!!! WHAT'S MY NAME?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!"
"Ooooh imma fuckin' spell it out for you!"
"Dispatch, I need backup, back up now!!!"
"This is Director Tiedemann to all project personnel. I want the key subjects terminated and the facility scrubbed. This is not a drill. Tiedemann out!"
"THE RESEARCH INTO THAT MARKER IS WORTH EVERY LIFE WE JUST LOST...I won't let you throw all this away!! - Tiedemann's last words
For those who disagree with me, I say "You fuckin' what, mate...?"
"Dispatch to all available units and any Central unit. Officers require assistance. 10-42 in progress. Suspect heading east along Pacific Heights Expressway. Any units to handle? Code 3. Identify"
"Dispatch, you have any more info on that call?"
"10-4, code 3 is for a green coupe"
"Copy that, I'm nearby that location, I'll check it out"
GOLDEN RULE: No time wasters. If you're here to waste my time, FUCK OFF!!
Let's tango, Cowboy!
Guns don't scare me!
I'M WARNING YOU...KILL THE ENGINE!
ATTENTION AIRCRAFT. YOU ARE FLYING IN RESTRICTED AIRSPACE. DIVERT YOUR COURSE OR YOU WILL BE SHOT DOWN!
FINAL WARNING!! DIVERT OR YOU WILL BE GROUNDED!!!
'Sup, Poquito Verde!
First thing about me, I don't like clashing with people so as long as you keep your f@%kin' mouth shut, you and me will be grand. Second, if you even dare make lip smacking or chewing noises and I hear it, I will fucking smack you down! And third, I don't do stuff to get noticed. I'm not an attention whore!! Don't doubt me! I HATE THAT!!! Also, don't ask me to watch you! I appreciate thanks but if you ask me to watch you, there will be trouble! I'm a socially awkward virgin that doesn't now a damn thing about sex but has the whole collection of Need 4 Speed, GTA and Dead Space, and can tell you the exact weight of an M1A2 Abrams (63.3 tons of fuck you!). I mean girls are like "take your glasses off cuz you might be looking at my vagina or my boobs" and if I tell them I'm not they're like "ew, you don't like sex? You're weird" NO! Habibdi, If you're weren't such a slag then you'd understand that some people are content on their own and aren't driven by urges every second of every day! I'm Pansexual and Demisexual, Pansexual because I know what I like and Demisexual cuz of a thing called the "Friendzone" where people like me, who would give the world for their crush, are forced to standby and watch their crush fuck around with other people, knowing damn well that they are "just a friend". Everyone says I have a rotten attitude and an equally rotten personality. My personality is who I am, my attitude depends on who you are! If you're nice, then I'm nice. If you're a C-U-N-T, then I will be your worst fucking nightmare! I can see ghosts and stuff, sometimes hear them. I love reptiles, snakes, lizards, turtles, all reptiles, including crocs and gators. I love dragons, the only creature that combines an M1 Abrams, an F-18 Hornet and an AH-64 Apache Longbow into one creature. I am a fukn master of zombie survival tactics, ask me anything and you'll be surprised by what I know! Anyways, that's all from me!
"I DON'T KNOW WHAT PROVIDENCE PROTECTS YOU, CLARKE!!! But it ends....here!!!! I have TWO HUNDRED armed security personnel...EVERY ENTRANCE is covered!!! Even IF YOU DO get in...you won't...get...far!!!!"
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