Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27101994-20160219140414/@comment-26826553-20160226110901

/Well, third trailer (actually, sneak peek) of Terminator 3: Life of Bloomie...

//Sneak Peek 1, Sneak Peek 2, Sneak Peek 3...HomingThistle, what say you?

T-1000: *spits a bunch of thorn darts at the ambulance like a Desert Eagle*

(BANG! BANG! BANG!)

Kids: *SCREAM!!!* (& they begin shouting for their mommies)

Terminator: We've been reacquired.

Carrie: Oh yeah, no s***.

Kyle: Great, now the kids are crying…

Carrie: Again, I repeat, no s***!

(BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG! One of the thorn darts embeds itself above Bloomie's head.)

Bloomie: AAAH!!!

Kyle: Oh you son of a…*stalk fires flaming seeds at the police car like a Glock*

Carrie: Damn it! *shoots small ghostly white comets (which acts like shotgun fire) at the police car*

Terminator: *right hand still on the wheel, he hangs his left hand out of the window, bends it at an unnatural angle (the opposite way of how the arm is supposed to bend at the elbow), turns it into a Franchi AR-18, & fires away at the car*

T-1000: *slams the pedal into the car, forcing it to keep going, &, in liquid tater form, busts out of the car's windshield, then reforms into Police Cactus form*

Kyle: Yeah, what now you f***ing-

<p class="MsoNormal">T-1000: *turns his "hands" into hook-swords & leaps onto the van, embedding his swords into either side of the ambulance's entrance*

<p class="MsoNormal">Carrie: S***.

<p class="MsoNormal">Kids: *SCREEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAM!!!!!* MOMMY! I WANT MY MAMMA!! HELP!!! *SOB*

<p class="MsoNormal">(The force caused the car to jolt. Bloomie lost her balance & was thrown towards the door)

<p class="MsoNormal">Bloomie:  *sob* AAAAH!

<p class="MsoNormal">Kyle: F*** this…*grabs Bloomie before she could fall out completely, & hurls her to the back part of the ambulance* Hold tight girl! It's gonna be a rough ride!

<p class="MsoNormal">(Kyle blasts off the hooked tip of the left arm, Carrie does the same to the right, forcing the T-1000 to hurtle back onto the accelerating police car. The T-1000 then got back up & began spitting darts again, this time like an Uzi.)

<p class="MsoNormal">Terminator: *momentarily releases the wheel & tosses a fiery pepper bomb at Carrie*

<p class="MsoNormal">Carrie: *grabs it with her white mist & propels the firebomb at the car* Game over, officer!

<p class="MsoNormal">Kyle: F*** the police!

<p class="MsoNormal">(Police car explodes, blasting the T-1000 to bits & scattering liquid tater everywhere)

<p class="MsoNormal">Terminator: *returns his view to the road in front of him* He'll be back.

<p class="MsoNormal">Carrie: At least we bought our a**es some time!

<p class="MsoNormal">(Kids are still crying loudly.)

<p class="MsoNormal">Terminator: Relax.

<p class="MsoNormal">(More loud sobbing)

<p class="MsoNormal">Terminator: RELAX.

<p class="MsoNormal">(The kids then stopped crying. The trip became silent again…And then…)

<p class="MsoNormal">Bloomie: Can you lock the door please? What if the shape-shifter comes back? He can, like, jump at the door again.

<p class="MsoNormal">Carrie: Er, that is possible…But there ain't no locks on this thing.

<p class="MsoNormal">Gildia: How about that? *points at the red lock dangling by the side of the door*

<p class="MsoNormal">Terminator:  *extends his hand to the back, turns it into a Remington1100 shotgun, & blasts the lock off, revealing it to be a tiny piece of liquid tater* The T-1000 is able to separate a small part of itself to use it as a tracking device.

<p class="MsoNormal">MB3: What?

<p class="MsoNormal">Carrie: It means that the f***wad who was chasing us managed to attach a tiny part of himself onto our vehicle & had it disguise as a lock so that, by the time he reassembles himself, he can follow us by sensing the whereabouts of his tiny piece of s***, which is on us.

<p class="MsoNormal">Kyle: Phew…fortunately, you spotted it quickly kid.

<p class="MsoNormal">Gildia: Well, I did not know that, so…<span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:Calibri;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Calibri;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings">J

<p class="MsoNormal">Carrie: Look for more disguised parts that weren't here a while ago, guys. *checks the sides of the ambulance*

<p class="MsoNormal">(Out of the burning car wreck flowed a chalky gold-brown liquid substance. The liquid then began to take the form of the Cactus police.)