| Chapter 4 - Sanction Evil |
| Commodore leaned back in his seat onboard White Thunder, "Im stuffed.." Darth Mullet cut in, "YA THATS WHAT SHE SAID' "What!?" Commodore said with a confused look. "Dont worry about it" FROdo jutted in. Pretty Ricky interrupted the small talk that the three had not shared since the new conflict with The Tangos had errupted. "Guys, you should have a look at this.." The three got up and peered out of the front view of White Thunder, they were did not expect to see what was laid out before them. The Tango's had massed a whole wall consisting of jeeps, barricades, bunkers, gates, and troops. "My god..." Commodore's jaw dropped and the words seemed to just fall out. "Rachael is calling..." FROdo moved to the back of White Thunder to take his call. ---wtf moment--- "Ya thats right move to the back.." Darth Mullet said to him. Commodore cut him short, "Darth Mullet do you know what has transpired?" "F-ing A i do, The Tango's have sanctioned us." "Sanctioned us with their army" Pretty Ricky repeated. Commodoore looked away out the side window, transfixed on the tops of the trees across the city that he once used to ride his bike under, a free child, he was still a child, but with war etched into his face... "Commodore your a bitch, get a grip of yourself, you know what we are fighting for, I can tell by the look in your eyes what the hell your thinking you fagg-it." FROdo suddenly bellowed out, no one had noticed he had gotten off his phone, they were somewhat taken back by his remark, "Rae Rae said that the whole city has been quarantined, a curfue has been set for all citizens, and no one is allowed to leave the city." Darth Mullet lipped the words "Rae Rae?" to Pretty Ricky with a puzzeled look on his face, Pretty Ricky just threw his hands up and shrugged his shoulders, he too was fumbling the new name FROdo had given his girlfriend. Commodore finally getting a grip to retalliate on FROdo's comment "Well, well, WANNA KNOW HOW I KNOW YOUR GAY?" 'How?" "CUZ YOU CAN TELL BY THE LOOK IN MY EYES WHAT IM THINKING!" Commodore answered. "Someone reeks." Pretty Ricky said. "Ya, Jesse Owens does!" Darth Mullet said. "Guys shut-the-FUCK-up." FROdo commanded. "Ya, Chuck Norris wouldnt stand for this ish" Pretty Ricky said. And with that FROdo ironically roundhouse kicked Pretty Ricky in the face. Commodore broke up the love fest, "Did she say anything else FROdo?" The color drained from FROdo's face at the mention of this, he had forgotten to mention the other information that Rachael informed him on. "So wait, if the color drained from FROdo's face, would he be white or albino black?" Darth Mullet proposed. Dabbing his bloddy lip, Pretty Ricky said "He would be albino black, because the negro gene never left his body, mantaining his african american state." "Wow... what evs" Commodore said. FROdo, ignoring their comment answered Commodore "She said a mysterious company had spawned inside the city, calling themself Umbrella." The color too drained from Commodore's face at this statement. Pretty Ricky broke in, "Wait wait, your meaning to tell me, that Oreo has used Resident Evil game powers, and brought around Umbrella, and quarantining the city would evenutally lead the city into all becoming zombies?" "Essentially yes, but we do not know the extent of his plans just yet, Erie his his hometown as it is all of ours..." "NOT COMMODORE BECAUSE HE IS QUEER!" Pretty Ricky said. "Pretty Ricky, this city has been my home since i was like 6 months old, ive been fighting for it since this whole thing blew up from k to the power cubed, which of course, you were a bitch during that time and didnt believe in fighting. So if anyone here doesnt hold the right to defend the homeland, its your dickwad." "I can get you a toe by 2.. shiiitt.." Moda murmered in his sleep. Darth Mullet interrupted that pointless argument "But whyy resident evil...." and it was as if a anvil fell from the heavens and smacked Darth Mullet in his head. He suddenly realized why, "OF COURSE! It's because you said you wouldnt fight zombies if they attacked us FROdo!" Darth Mullet yelled pointing at FROdo. "SNAFU, how did we forget!" Pretty Ricky said. FROdo answerd stuttering, "N-no, that w-w-was only at W-Walmart!" It was apparent to Commodore "FROdo, your scared of the living dead aren't you?" "Look, one way or another guys, i am gonna help you all fight this! Erie has been our home all of our lives, Oreo is just a fascist pig, not caring about the people, and just wants to give this city some true leadership its lacked since the good old days of the Mike Jones-onarchy." Darth Mullet began "It all makes sense now, he is trying to edge this war in his favor as much as he can, we had that talk before this thing escalated into what is now known as 'The War on Jim-erism' I just can't believe he rememberd FROdo refusing to help us if the zombie attack would come, maybe all that non schooling somehow paid off into making him actually being smart. This is definetely gonna keep me up at night." "FROdo, how are you gonna help us fight this if your afraid of the living dead?" Commodore asked. "I'll remain onboard White Thunder, hacking into the govnerment mainframe pulling up all blueprints of the city and satelite imagery tracking your guyses progress throughout the city making sure you guys survive" FROdo answered. "Ahhh RTS style, i like your thinking nig" Darth Mullet said "Dont ever call me nig, for i'd run a gang bang on your family so bad that id make you watch and clean up afterwards." FROdo said. Another confused face was established across Commodore's face, "Dude.. no.. thats just.. no.. bad FROdo..." Pretty Ricky broke in "Guys, what the hell! We gotta get down there and make sure Oreo doesnt turn the city into the living dead. No one does that to my city, not even Ron Jeremy, not on our watch... NOT ON MY WATCH!" "He is right, wake up Moda and Reggin and give Delta Force our landing coordinates, we are going planetside in 15." Commodore said. |