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I'm smart for picking this spot. Nothin' intruded even while I was napping.
Unfortunately, I can't spend the rest of my time sittin' in here.
Alright, back to the crawl space I go!
What would it be like to encounter a rat or two-headed termite in a place like this?
They'd have no way of avoiding my shots so I guess it wouldn't be troublesome.
'kay a sign of dead bodies means "Go this way."
That'd suck to pop my head out in the open to check for clearance
And suddenly somethin' swipes my head off like its playing pop the weasel.
Hmm? It looks cleared. That's good then. We'll go this way then!
Oh, right. Already been there!
Where are they? I really hate the darkness aspect of this crisis.
At least this kinda situation allows me to preserve all the other ammo.
Just go down!
It's really pathetic that even at this time we use these damned flashlights.
On earth, it's pretty substantial for the armed forces to be geared with nightvision goggles.
Flashlights practically don't exist anymore on earth! But ***, man!
If I hadn't known UAC was so low with budget funds, I would've insisted on bringing my own gear.
That stupid MartianBuddy marketing business is deceiving everyone with lies!
Who?! What?! I heard that sound before! Somethin's behind this door, I bet.
I knew it. It's those MGB numbskulls.
Woah! Explosives! This *** is walkin' right by them!
Heheheh!
Now that would be somethin' to put on YouTube!
"What's your rank, officer!"
"Space marine, sir!"
"What's your duty!"
"Stand by explosives in combat, sir!"
The armed forces can be a joke. Especially the folks that are in it.
Yeah! Folks like you who lack tactical concepts and just run out in the open to get shot!
All right. I need to jump this.
Wooh! Watch out now!
That's a pretty scary bridge. Walkin' across the--Hello!
What? This game again? Where's the ***? Ah, more.
The MGBs better not come stormin' in and spraying at me with these barrels surrounding me!
All right. Where are you...
Yup. They're working together. Doesn't matter; I can kill'em in packs.
The more the merrier. I'll make better use of these grenades.
The one things I don't wanna see working in packs are those giant bulldogs.
Sheez. Those huge, ugly things would be just too scary.
Or worse case scenario, how 'bout a pack of those ***' invisible creatures?
Ahahaha! No. Let's not be superstitious now. Or pessimistic. Which ever word works best here.
Let's think happy thoughts!
How 'bout, reinforcements arrive and abruptly end all this madness with ultra firepower!
Yeah! That's somethin' we can all look forward too!
But then they annihlate me and the remaining survivors with the belief we're infected as Mars is under quarantine.
Agh! No! Happy thoughts!
Useless stairs!
Umm. I pick up a PDA full with pictures of nude women!
But I learn the pervert has a huge fetish for old women...
Ew! No! Happy thoughts!
I arrive home safe and sound..
And the place is on ***' fire! Ergrawr!
It's another friggen trap! I'm tryin' to think here!
Yo! Keep your flaming balls away from the rear of my ***!
Ugh! Son of a ***!
I'll just have to keep replacing my armor.
I just don't seem to be doin' well with dodging fireballs.
Maybe I'm too bent on shooting them down that I toss aside my guard momentarily.
Maybe this is my weakness as a combat specialist.
Oh. Maybe there's a phone in here.
I could call my girl and she'll be all happy to hear my voice again.
But then she gives me the news that she's pregnant with our baby!
***! I'm just a natural pessimist. *** my life.
What am I complainin' for? It's proven that pessimists have higher survival rates than optimists.
Huh? Hiding?
You termites are so stupid!
You look the least formidable of'em all.
What the hell? A headless zombie?
Well that just blew all logics out the window as nothin' should survive without a head.
Shooting elsewhere won't do any good so I'll take'em out with a ***!
Oh jeez. I wasn't expecting that sort of result.
The poor *** was launched straight up to the ceiling
And landed into a funny position like he's ready to be gangbanged.
And a health kit. I'll take some of that.
Ah, so refreshing. What?!
I swear this place is designed FOR these creepers!
The installations of these secret doors or closets make this place very identical to a circus horror house.
I'd only take a girl to one of these for the satisfaction of her clinging onto me when things pop out and scare her.
And so she can feel my ***.
Dude, your ugly face scared me!
Not for long.
Blow the whole area?
We're vowed to be doomed anyways.
But hey, I need you to pause this smasher for a second. Can you do that?
Ah, *** it! I don't know what any of these buttons do. I'll just chance it.
Agh!
Wooh! I think my fate would've been different if there was blood spill or a banana peel in that walkway.
Like here. Ugh!
I go through that just to come right back here. This place blows.
The neverending horde of these soulless, walking corpses are nothing more than complementary for this hell hole.
Just a minor inconvenience for me. That's all.
At least I get to shoot organic, moving objects without feeling bad!
I'll view them as replicates of my mortal enemies.
Kinda like playing a computer or virtuality game.
Except here you actually feel and live with the pain inflicted on you!
Oh that's welcoming!
If anyone's planning a surprise party for me at least know how to do it properly!
Shout out "SURPRISE!" and you'll get my reaction!
Ooh my! You shouldn't have! Oh thank you so much!
Was it worth it? Did you get what you wanted?
Of course not! 'Cause you double-headed maggot faggots forgot your party caps!
That's worst than my fake orgasms I've had with your moms!
I'm callin' you maggots the faggots! It works so well!
I wonder what they're really called.
Ah, that's where I was blocked off.
And who I suspect to be Sarge and Swann went this way.
I could probably catch up without all these sidetracks and obstacles!
Dammit! All of hell team up but God forbit I join up with two guys for help!
Oh ***! Bad timing!
All right! This'll have to--ugh!
I think I'm adapting to all this pain.
Unless I'm slowly turning into one of THEM!
But then that would probably make me the unstoppable zombie marine!
Would that be somethin' to be proud of?
Jeez. Did Sarge do this?
Here we go again! I see you!
You too! And you!
Ow! My ***! That's *** harrassment!
Freakin' *** predators is what you are!
Stop chasing after my ***! You sickos!
Did I get'em all?
Oh! A med kit! I just need a little boost.
Nothin' else I guess. What's up with this random computer?
Ah crap! I'm just stalling time and I'm gonna lose track of Sarge and Swann!
Wherever this elevator takes me I hope they're nearby.