djmorton - SLA Industries

Th' journal o' th' Kurgen pairt four

Maggot threw a gas grenade whilst th' Third Yak crew cowered in tha back o' th' bus. Meanwhile ah wis hacking awa' at th' enemy whin ah wis shot twa times 'n' gaed doon fur th' count, fortunately mah gear kicked in saving mah lee 'n' ah decided tae speil deid untll an opportunity tae rammy presented itself. Whilst a' this wis gaun oan Felictity tae take the motor th' bus intae a shop injuring some screaming kids, boo hoo! Then Dr Gregory Jumpt oot o' th' bus 'n' teuk some jobby while Duke fired fae behind cover killing yin motherfucker. Th' kick stairt hud healed me enough sae ah cuid crawl tae mah pure massive sword 'n' Duke fired again killing anither bas. Realising thay wur getting thair asses kicked th' shooters bolted lik' girls, we hud won.

Maggot threw a gas grenade while the Third Eye crew hid in the back of the bus. Meanwhile I hacked at the enemy until I got shot twice and went down for the count. Fortunately the drugs I had taken kicked in, keeping me alive, but I decided to play dead until an opportunity to fight prsented itself. Meanwhile Felicity drove the bus into a shop which caused some injuries to some of the children. Then Dr Gregory jumped out of the bus and killed one of our attackers while Duke took cover, firing on and killing another. When the drugs had healed me enough I crawled to where I had dropped my sword as Duke fired again, killing another of them. Realising they were losing badly our atatcker retreated then fled. we had won.

Ah git back tae th' bus tae fin' jacklynne kelly hud bin shot deid, guid pumpin' riddance! This shitty BPN wis complete sae ah gave Duke a lee back tae SLA tae repair mah bullet hurled armour 'n' stock up oan mah bonnie gear. Th' guid speirins cam whin ah git a contract fae "Denti-fresh mouthwash" tae promore thair jobby fur fifteen doses o' Kickstart Solo a munth, th' downside wis ah hud tae wey thair crap logo oan mah helmet.

I got back to the bus where I found Jaqueline Kelly had been shot dead. Good riddence. As the BPN was complete I gave Duke a lift back so I could repair my bullet riddled armour and stock up on drugs. The good news is that I was offered a sponsership of "Denti-fresh mouthwash" in exchange for fifteen doses of Kickstart Solo per month, though it did require having their logo on my helmet.

Dzone git a silver BPN neist, we hud tae dress up lik' homosexuals 'n' blether aboot th' waither aroond toun, whit a pumpin' shite o' time. We catch up wi` th' telly crew: Micheal Fairweather th' Anchorman 'n' a tot wanker, Stefan Stormosun, an hackit, howfin piece o' jobby wha constanlty teuk th' pish 'n' someone ah swore tae behead yin day 'n' Dewitt O'brien a totally bufty make-up artist wha talked aboot locks 'n' jobby a' day lang whit a fudge-packer!

We got a silver BPN next, which required us to dress up for a media shoot. We had to meet with a broadcast crew, consisting of the anchorman Micheal Fairweather, Stefan Stormosun the camera man and the make up artist Dewitt O'brien.

We wur tae blether at "The Pit" foremaist sae whin ah arrived thare ahead o' th' rest o' Dzone ah performed a power skiite while Duke jumpt aff headlong intae a group gathered ootdoors, whit an eejit! Fairweather say he wasnt happy wi' mah performance, lik' ah gave a flying bugger.

We were to gather at "The Pit" for a media event. I arrived ahead of the rest of Dead Zone and performed a power skid as Duke jumped off and landed into a group of pedestrians. Fairweather was not impressed though I did not really care what he thought.

Whin th' rest turned up we gaed ben "The Pit" 'n' Dr in d'ouse acted lik' a pimp ad pulled six wummin. Ah wis stoogied tae tears by noo 'n' teuk some "Alice" whilk wis unfortunate as ah wis soon bein' chased by a giant white rabbit. Maggot wis usin` sign leid tae promote his gun sponsor bit kept pumpin' it up, whit a tot loser!

When the rest of Dead Zone arrived at The Pit Dr Inz’ouse quickly pulled six women while I was bored to tears by someone called Alice which was unfortunate as I took some drugs and suffered a halogenic episode. Maggot took the opportunity to promote his new gun sponsor.

Efter we talked some jobby aboot th' waither we headed oot onto th' Arthur Douglas memorial bridge, whaur ah persuaded Fairweather tae let me race o'er tae improve oot Dzones telly ratings. Ah did stoatin though Duke wis pure scared. Juist whin ah thought this pumpin' BPN wis finally ower we hud tae dae anither blether aboot th' shitty waither at th' tap o' th' Exogensis tower. Christ let it end! Whin th' ither losers haes stopped talking ah did a brillant speech anaw a famous frother song whilk gaed as follows:

"The waither wis ill oan Cragnor Seven, mah brother in arms fought lik' lions. Blood wis spilled oan that day oot oan th` rim, come let us greet we win we win!"

After we talked about the weather for a while we headed towards the Arthur Douglas memorial bridge where I pusuaded Fairweather to race with the intention of improving the TV ratings of Dead Zone. I did well though Duke was scared. Just when I thought the BPN had been completed we had to do another piece to cameraabout the bad weather at the top of Exogensis tower. When everyone stopped talking I did a brilliant speech and sang a famous frother song which went as follows:

"The weather was poor at Cragor Seven, my brother in arms fought like lions. Blood was spilled on that day out on the rim, come let us greet, we win, we win!""

Dinnae forgoat tae read mah neist journal ye maggots!