OOOOOO...What isssss it?...I want one!......I don't know what it is, but I want one! :p



Unless they got all shot up and it's for holding their organs or something...

All joking aside- everyone remember- THIS IS A GAME.

It's frustrating at times, but I hope no one gets too bent out of shape by anything that is said or done.

It's all fair in love & war, eh?

Am I dead yet?

Yeah wasn't the deadline at midnight?

heheh

Yes it was. Let's find out.

RESULTS OF THE HUNTING SEASON OUTING #4


The gates are opened and all the contestants are allowed back in. They all troop in quietly, Nightmares & Assassins alike, followed by Team Grindhouse who enter with loud whoops and yells!

The Assassins sadly look at each other, and suddenly freeze. They realise that one of them is MISSING!!

The soldiers come forward and do the mandatory count. YES, THE ASSASSINS ARE EIGHT IN NUMBER!!

A team is quickly dispatched into The Zone in search of the missing Assassin, or their dead body.

Let's rewind the clocks back and see what actually happened...

Intriguing!

WHAT EXACTLY HAPPENED INSIDE THE ZONE


DANTE'S INFERNO jumped inside as soon as the Gates were opened. He looked around and made a beeline towards the left, away from the rest of his team. He came across some freshly made tracks and followed them to a small ravine, where he heard voices and quietly crouched down and peered through the bushes.

"I tell you, this whole thing sucks!."

"Can we talk later? If someone hears us, we are in trouble. I don't want to get shot while peeing this time."

Dante moved forward, cautiously, and came across POSHER & MILKTOASTE, sitting behind a tree and looking around them anxiously. He stood up and aimed directly at Milktoaste. At the sight of Dante, both Posher and Milktoaste froze. Posher jumped to one side, and Milktoaste backed off. Dante took a quick step forward, and smiled at Milktoaste.

"Payback's a bitch, aint it?" he grinned.

Milktoaste turned around and ran for his life. Dante followed quickly, yelling.

"YOU CAN RUN, BUT YOU CANNOT HIDE!!"

Dante was fast. He was near Milktoaste in an instant, and pulled the trigger of his Magnum.

BLAM!!

BLAM!!

BLAM!!

BLAM!!

BLAM!!

BLAM!!

Milktoaste was thrown forward with the sheer impact of the Magnum bullets. He dived, bleeding in torrents, into a huge clump of bushes. Dante stopped and took a long breath, throwing his Magnum away. He watched where Milktoaste had disappeared into, and mumbled something to himself.

"This was for you, my friend."


(To Be Continued...)

Hahaha- that's awesome, bwind!