Steve3: Twilight of the Chosen
The air begins to shimmer a bit before you as you appear back into reality in the medical deck of the SPOT. You stand next to an unconscious Derek as he lies on the med table. "Id ok mon, I tod u you wud surbibe" you say to him. "Donna worry, buddah, I gonna go gedda dis Z for ya when yu wake ub." The air begins to shimmer again and a second later you are now at the edge of the Margaritaville beach. Night has fallen along the beach. The full white moon in the sky above lights all that is left from the invading army of the Gabok in a ghostly light. There are a few demons and Canadians here and there but mostly just a whole lot of junk and trash.
At the moment you are huddled behind some foliage where the tropical jungle meets the beach. You follow through the fauna of the jungle as you move stealth fully around the parameter of the beach until you come upon the ruins of what used to be your margarita hut. Although, badly battered and burned, the wooden hut still stands. You move quietly around to the side door and open it. You are appalled by what you see, the entire inside bar has been trashed, all the alcohol gone, a Canadian soldier lays passed out on the counter. You uncontrollably let out a high pitched "Augbhed" at the disaster of everything you live for. The squeal wakes up the soldier who, startled, looks right to you. "HEY! You can't be here!" he yells, but before he can move for either his gun or his radio, you wave your hand, "Sleeb" He follows your command wonderfully.
You move a few things around sadly until you come to a small door like indent in the floor, hidden under a mat. You wave your hand in front of it "Pina Colada" you whisper. The door magically opens revealing a hidden ancient basement.
At the moment you are huddled behind some foliage where the tropical jungle meets the beach. You follow through the fauna of the jungle as you move stealth fully around the parameter of the beach until you come upon the ruins of what used to be your margarita hut. Although, badly battered and burned, the wooden hut still stands. You move quietly around to the side door and open it. You are appalled by what you see, the entire inside bar has been trashed, all the alcohol gone, a Canadian soldier lays passed out on the counter. You uncontrollably let out a high pitched "Augbhed" at the disaster of everything you live for. The squeal wakes up the soldier who, startled, looks right to you. "HEY! You can't be here!" he yells, but before he can move for either his gun or his radio, you wave your hand, "Sleeb" He follows your command wonderfully.
You move a few things around sadly until you come to a small door like indent in the floor, hidden under a mat. You wave your hand in front of it "Pina Colada" you whisper. The door magically opens revealing a hidden ancient basement.