Bioshock, Origins of a cyborg wolf, part 2
I stretch out and look at the broken ceiling, and smile. That woman was amazing. After that night at the diner I started the aforementioned job, working as a bodyguard. The gig paid well, I mean the dragon was loaded. He left me tons of free time on...
Bioshock, origins of a cyborg wolf, part 3
I growled at and yanked at my bindings but was unable to move the arm that would have been beneficial to this escape. The mercs working for the Doctor had placed some kind of inhibiting device on it, keeping me from being able to manipulate like...
Bioshock, Origins of a cyborg wolf, part 2
Bioshock, origins of a cyborg wolf, part 2 I stretch out and look at the broken ceiling, and smile. That woman was amazing. After that night at the diner I started the aforementioned job, working as a bodyguard. The gig paid well, I mean the dragon...
Bioshock, origins of a Cyborg Wolf, Part one
Bioshock, origins of a Cyborg Wolf, Part one I shot up from my bare mattress in the dark, my 'limbs' whirring softly with the jerking motion. My breath mists out from the cold in the moonlight in front of me, the hole in the ceiling failing to...