Dead Space: USG Grozni-Grad (Ended)

[Zahzi]

Roland pointed at one in the back and opened fire on it. Sure enough, he was ripping through it in less than a second.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"You're going to get us killed." Alik sighed as she tucked away the flame thrower and pulled out the Plasma Cutter.  

[Zahzi]

"I'm not the one over glorifying a super soaker with a lighter and windshield wiper concentrate..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

". . .What?"  

[Zahzi]

"...It works as a flamethrower."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Is that the McGuyver or whatever you were talking about?"  

[Zahzi]

"No, that's eighth-grade science class when I was bored."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...What... The... Hell..?"  

[Zahzi]

"Bored." Roland repeated.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"...Are you the McGuyver thing you spoke of?"  

[Zahzi]

"No, that was a show from the twentieth century."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"You Americans and your silly TV..." Alik sighed.

"How many more to kill?"  

[Zahzi]

"Ehh...'Bout thirty..."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Ah, so we're getting close then, yes?"  

[Zahzi]

"Yeah......Before I saw THOSE..." Roland said, before pointing at the new Necromorphs, consisting of Lurkers, Exploders, and Pregnants.