Rogue Spear Interview
Rogue Spear Retreat has an interview with Travis Getz, lead artist on Rogue Spear: Urban Operations.
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I made my way to the back of the basement and stopped next to the C
section. Call me sick but I had a hankering to listen to something by Cher.
'Urghh!' Came a grunt from the darkness. I instantly stopped my search
and swivelled around. What the fuck was that? Something was alive down
here! I picked up my torch and shone it in the direction of the sound.
The gorilla stared at me. Oh, my god! He was huge. A silverback mountain
gorilla! Muscles bulged on its' long arms like melons stuffed into a
condom. Its' teeth were like daggers and it had the darkest malevolent
eyes. This was one mean fucking beast! He must have escaped from a zoo or a
private collection, or maybe his owner had set him free in the days when it
became obvious the plague was going to finish us all.
The gorilla padded towards me his eyes full of curiosity - I was probably
the closest he had seen to his own kind in years. He walked slowly; he was
in no hurry, for where could I go? He was blocking my way back to the
staircase. I reached behind my back to pull out my shotgun and blast this
hairy, smelly bastard to ape heaven . but my shotgun wasn't there! I had
left it, shells spent, upstairs! Fuck, I was in trouble now! This behemoth
was going to tear me apart - there was no way I could stand up to him
physically.
I turned tail and made a desperate scramble over the aisle. My sneakers
scattering CD cases in my wake. A huge leathery hand grabbed my ankle and
yanked me painfully back, my head cracking of the top of the CD cabinet. I
was dragged roughly onto the floor. My butt felt numb on the concrete and
blood ran from my nose.
The ape leered over me, his horrible wrinkled face a mere inch from my
face. I could see blood on his huge yellow teeth - he had killed
recently. I'm not ashamed to say that at this point I pissed myself.
*hawkeye*
(greatest first post ever)