So i got pretty good at cranking out molotov cocktails and i whipped up a batch of 50 or so.
On my way to my apartment, i stopped by the clone shop and did a quick update, then went home to prepare for the fun.
I stripped down, and loaded up my frame pack with the molotovs and headed out buck-naked.
First stop was the crack mansion, i tossed about 15 of the molotovs in there and killed a few folks. That got hot quick.
Second stop was the orphanage, i tossed quite a few grenades that day, many fell. I managed to go in and out a few times as corp mates came in to avenge their comrades deaths, i think I got some of them too. In all i think i dropped around 30 molotovs in the orphanage over half an hour of orphan-bit-blasting goodness, i mulched 'em. Up until I got blasted by a shotgun.
I remember i had about 20 more molotovs in my apartment so after cloning in I went to "bomb up" again. I noticed it, but wasnt positive, I was tailed home. I got out with my bombs but they spotted my unit. Oh well. I went out to have some more fun. More newbs, grinders, etc died in the orphanage, hadnt they heard the MAD BOMBER was loose? guess not.
My corp got wind of this and fired me on the spot.
The CEO of the corp i pissed off was was one slick customer, I was chatting with him after they broke in to my place. He said they werent goin to take my newb junk. He said I could come back up, so i went up and met him in the hallway out front of my apartment. Nice guy, he bowed and we shared a laugh and he went downstairs.
I paged him and asked to join his corp, I wanted in with these guys! They were crafty and organized. He paged back and said to wait in my apartment and we would talk about it momentarily. I stepped in and...
BAM! I went down, blindsided in a boobytrap.
AWSOME!
so now i am unemployed but i still have some molotovs. Anyone wanna play? Contact Sybian.