Surprise, Surprise, You Shot Me Down - [Complete]
Characters: Fawful, Helicopter Pilot (NPC)
Content: The mysterious helicopter makes a return trip to the island...and Fawful decides to send it a little greeting.
Location: Along the shores of the south end of the island
Time of day: Just before dawn, slightly future-dated to Thursday morning in-game.
Warnings: EXPLODING HELICOPTERS OHSHI-
Notes: This is just the setup. The thread involving those who volunteered and were contacted about this plot will be posted on Sunday.
Michael eased the Kiowa down slow and leveled it out. He didn't like flying this close to the shoreline, but couldn't afford to go the long way around right now. Time was limited.
It was extremely risky, but there were some precautions taken: only the bare minimum of lights were on. No radios were being used, and no radar. Couldn't risk the exposure. The chopper still made some noise, so maybe one or two of the city people would see it, but not like they could do anything about it.
Grumbling to himself, he kept the chopper on a steady course just skirting the western edge of the island. No monsters around here, thank God, but the sooner he got himself on level ground, the better.
Content: The mysterious helicopter makes a return trip to the island...and Fawful decides to send it a little greeting.
Location: Along the shores of the south end of the island
Time of day: Just before dawn, slightly future-dated to Thursday morning in-game.
Warnings: EXPLODING HELICOPTERS OHSHI-
Notes: This is just the setup. The thread involving those who volunteered and were contacted about this plot will be posted on Sunday.
Michael eased the Kiowa down slow and leveled it out. He didn't like flying this close to the shoreline, but couldn't afford to go the long way around right now. Time was limited.
It was extremely risky, but there were some precautions taken: only the bare minimum of lights were on. No radios were being used, and no radar. Couldn't risk the exposure. The chopper still made some noise, so maybe one or two of the city people would see it, but not like they could do anything about it.
Grumbling to himself, he kept the chopper on a steady course just skirting the western edge of the island. No monsters around here, thank God, but the sooner he got himself on level ground, the better.