GishtanRaampstern

With Russia on this.

once again thanks. A belate would the word be for that I think? belated?

Thank you almosht over now, still thanks

In word fantastic. I love it alot. Would like to see even more it

Or not so? Today is the day of it.

To look at old things seems to show I post here on my birthday?

Remind me of something I played before. Will buy when it's out.

Her compliments

Her dominent/polite manner

ugh, I just typed up like 2 more pages and when I hit post reply it asked me to login even though I already was logged in and it erased all of it . Nevermind, I'll type it all again later. Sorry to those who were hoping for a part today.

German!!!!

^ I do accept your criticism alot, thanks you Moving right along here we are continuing the story When we last left off Gishtan had turned a corner in a Metro station and found a man being strangled by a mutant. Before even having time to aim, Gishtan was being grabbed from behind. Spinning his head around he saw that it was a Chimera (a Chimera is a mutated dog with acid covered saliva, and tenticles coming out from its mouth). He bent over and pointed the pistol at the Chimeras face. BAM! BAM! two 7.37mm rounds hit into its mouth. The tenticles loosened when the Chimera fell back. Quickly Gishtan sliced them away with his knife. Turning 360 degrees he stomped on its head. CRACK! the skull split and the Chimera dropped down. Full attention returned to him, Gishtan faced the creature once more. The man was now very pale and not moving. Raising the pistol again Gishtan unloaded the clip upon its massive side. The bullets ripped through its flesh, and knocked it back. It let out a horrible shriek and dropped the man down, he was breathing spasmodically and twitching. Clip empty, Gishtan unslung the Mossberg from his back. "go to hell" he said, pulling the trigger and stepping forward every consecutive pump and trigger pull. The creature flailed around and, finally, as the shotgun clicked empty it fell and released fumes from a hole in its back. popping on his gas mask he ran into the fumes and drug the man out. He put the man on the metal grates in the hallway. "you alive?" he asked the man, feeling his chest. "hey! wake the fuck up" he snapped in the mans face. The man stirred and, turning his head toward Gishtan, smiled... This is where I'll end this one...might actually turn it into a daily read for everyone. Kind of like those old 50's storys in the paper of news. As always leave feedbacks for me and very!!

My indents didn't show up.

oh sorry Sam, I figured it read pretty well so I shared it. Too many people have seen it now though (:>))

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