Post by Bastard Warlord on Mar 22, 2021 22:05:16 GMT -6
Silverton Casino Hotel: headquarters of the Bastard Warlord
The Bastard Lands, formerly known as Southwest Las Vegas
The man myth Corey Bull stands looking out from his headquarters. This new Vegas looks much different during the day then it does at night. Especially in the Bastard lands. The Pit seems to be in full swing in the distance, small fires still burning as smoke drifts into the sky from the burning tires. The violence that takes place there is what makes the Bastard Warlord smile.
But he has a lot of stuff to smile about these days. 20 years of hard work and determination have reached a boiling point. 20 years ago, using DNA taken from a mammoth tooth that was part of the Krestovka find, Bulls researchers had successfully created an Asian Elephant/Mammoth hybrid. Since then, Project Tundra had managed a third gen version. Russia had been good, with dna from the mammoth, a cave lion, a steppe wolf, and a Lena horse. DCI had been using cutting tech and secrecy to move things around. And now they had a few creations hidden away on a secret island. And the Black Hare was bring a few in tonight.
Now his other division had told him the Zombie sample was filled with genetic anomalies that made them all harder than granite. They already had two different “super soldier” like serums. Bull needed the pit to locate test subjects. Voodoo slides up behind the Bastard as he looks to the parking lot below, where a lot of activity is taking place and a makeshift wall has been erected out of train cars stacked three high.
“Why all the secrecy most dark one?”
“We have a few toys coming. We are gonna use one to send a message to Von Dickface.”
Voodoo looks down into the lot to see an extra “fenced in area. Fenced as in train cars stacked two high. Several members of Bulls Chameleon Corps are around, holding what appear to be three members of Von Brandt’s security group. Two of the men are shoved into this fenced area and the third is walked up to witness what is happening. From here Bull can see it all and we just see two confused men. Bull opens the window up, then reaches for a radio.
“Give Tonka a shock.”
A man reaches a long prod into a large cargo container. Suddenly, a tremendous trumpeting sound echos out and a mammoth like creature charges out, running the men over. The large mammoth starts to beat the men with its trunk and swinging its head. Voodoo gasps and smiles.
“Is that a mammoth!?!?!”
“It is a hybrid. Tonka is first gen. We have 10 gen 3’s heading to Pleistocene park in Siberia.”
Shots ring out and the mammoth drops. Bull does a slow nod.
“Sometimes you must put down the beast no matter the cost. We still have a chance in all this to stand at the top. But it isn’t a concern. We want to be at the top for different reasons then the peasants. This Church guy, we understand he dam near ran the Vegas casinos. Did a lot of security. He stands in our way this week and like almost everyone else in this tournament, means nothing to us.”
“Almost everyone my lord?”
Bull turns his head to Voodoo.
“That Viking jarl is gonna get his. The two of us can not exist in the same place and not go head to head. It’ll be a bloody massacre. We will enjoy his head hanging on our wall. Right next to Von Bitch. And Church, he means little other then taking him down a few notches will make us smile. Look out there at our masses and tell us what you see.”
Voodoo smiles.
“An army of loyal warriors.”
“Close, but no. An army of followers. We have weaponized religion. We are a religion, violence is how we worship. And right now Church is the next holy book we are gonna write. Each and every fight is a story that makes them worship us more. It means we have an army that will do what we ask and not care about the consequences.”
“Weaponized religion. And what of me dark one? Am I just another mindless follower?”
Bull grins.
“No you are more then that. You will be the bearer of a new generation of Bastard.”
Voodoo smiles and nearly rips off her clothes as she approaches him.
“Than let’s get started.”
Both laugh as Bull throws a half naked Voodoo over his shoulder.
