Efter oor lest mission ened we headed aff tae “Th' Pit” tae celebrate. Max Overdrive wis thare 'n' ah asked him howfur his bike wis. We contacted Herman oor pie-eater financier wha haes a freish jab fur us, 'twas th' usual jobby - crowd control in some shithole, whit a shite o' mah talents, bit 'twas paying weel sae ah finished mah dram, tellt Max Overdrive tae pick a windae, yer leavin' 'n' rode ower thare whilst th' rest o' th' Dzone follaed in Felicitys crap motor. Twa lorries hud collided tae cause a traffic jeely whilk we bypassed by driving thro' th' underpass 'n' arrived at Newhart george. Thare wur aroond yin hundred protestors fae th' “Downtown residents welfare action division” whilk in mah book spelled “wankers”. Th' maggot tried tae blether nicely tae thaim as he is a twat whilst ah rode up in mah bike 'n' tellt thaim wha wis gaffer, at this point ah spotted a rocket shoot up fae somwhere in th' crowd tae skelp th' road running overhead. It blew a chuck oot thro' whilk a lorry fell intae a chemical warehoose 'n' a motor landed oan a railway track.
Gregory spotted a jimmy 'n' a wifie running awa' wi' an RPG sae ah gunned mah bike 'n' shouted fur him tae jump oan th' back sae we cuid pursue thaim. Maggot anf Felicity gaed tae hulp they trapped in th' motor, howfur noble. Meanwhile th' crowd git spooked 'n' stairted tae scatter. Th' wifie headed fur a bus sae Gregory jumpt aff mah bike 'n' gaed efter her while th' shooter bolted fur his motor 'n' ah continued tae chase him. Ah easily caught up wi' him 'n' shoved mah sword thro' his chest, thought th' boaby suker manged tae fire aff anither rocket whilk skelp me 'n' mah bike, mither numpty!
Ah crashed 'n' gaed doon solid 'n' nearly bought th' croft, bit ah cannae be murdurred easy as ah skelp mah gear loads times tae bade alive 'n' rammy thro' th' pain, a'm invincible! Ah a'maist passed oot at this point bit wis tellt efter that some mutant pigs hud smelled th' chemical spill 'n' decided tae sloch some civilians, th' Maggot 'n' Felicity rescued th' poeple trapped in th' motor then pulled th' motor aff th' rail tracks, though ah doubt th' Maggot helped muckle. Loads pigs gaed efter thaim 'n' Felicity bravely fought thaim aff. Unfortunately Maggot mist hae smelled lik' his name 'n' wasn't eaten, mores th' pity!
Back oan th' bus th' wifie teuk a hostage 'n' threatened tae murdurr her, he shot her 'n' let th' hostage git murdurred, och weel. By this time ah hud recovered enough tae fin' mah bonny bike hud bin wrecked 'n' th' shooter wis deid in his noo goosed up motor. Ah recovered mah sword 'n' searched his corpse, his name wis Thomas Van Derherken an on th' broo loser fae th' Downtown welfare division, guid riddance. We'd finished th' BPN 'n' collected oor dosh, ah caught th' train tae th' naurby hospital as ah ower die than be seen in Felicitys pile o' jobby motor.
Th' guid speirins is th' sexy Gorezone starn - Deliah th' destroyer visited me in hospital 'n' tellt me howfur deperately she wanted tae bugger me, clatty boot, she even gave me a freish bike as a doon jiro. Th' guid speirins wasnt tae lest though as Gregory’s mukker - Anton Conway th' fud wha knocked ower mah auld bike hud a jab fur us. We met th' piece o' jobby 'n' he gaed oan 'n' oan aboot howfur we wur tae kidnap some wifie 'n' nae hurt a'body, th' jimmy is a complete gibble. Ah lost interest at this point 'n' let mah colleague’s tak' doon th' aw the info. Though ah fun oot efter th' idiots hadn't asked fur her description or whaur we cuid fin' her. Twats.
Catch ye neist time ye cunts!