[video] because he needs to do something so why not the obvious?

[game_over_man]

[Have a very, uh, animated Hudson, friends.  Because it's bad enough he's stranded, can't find Hicks, and possibly has an alien babby in his guts.  You'd think fate would leave him alone, right? ]

[Nope. Apparently all this awesome attracts danger like...some attracty thing.]

[The video feed is unstable, as Hudson is running. Behind him, you can hear, likely, the thunderous sound of large dinosaur feet.]

FUCKIN' DINOSAURS!!

Jesus fuckin' Christ what the ever living fuck is wrong with this place?!

[A slamming stop as he ducks behind part of what was once a stone wall.]

Yeah. uh, [pause while he tries to catch his breath, and his cool]  So. We got another, uh, problem here. Anyone got a plan? 

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[truth_is_cold]

Most of them are herbivores and they're veering around the larger buildings. The carnivores are a little preoccupied trying to escape.

If you stay in a smaller building or in the open you'll get trampled.

[So much line-face. So much.]

[game_over_man]

[No one likes a know it all, you know.]

Yeah well maybe 'most' isn't quite fuckin' good enough when one's breathing down your neck!

[Which reminds him: he's going to peek around the corner. And back. The camera shakes as the heavy steps of some large dinosaur tromps by.]

I'm kinda hoping for the option where we get to kill things.

[truth_is_cold]

[Okay, yeah, he kind of wants to kill things too. But logically...] It's difficult to with the firepower available. If you kill them, save them for blocking off sidestreets.

Do it sparingly because these corpses will be around after the stampede is over, and I doubt the Authorities are going to clean them up for us.

[game_over_man]

So? Better to get them before they get us, pal. Don't know about you, but this is not how the Huds plans to go out.

[Dinosaur toe-jam? NO.]

So? There's gotta be something we can do with a dino corpse, right? Bones, or skin or something. Teeth.

[Yeah, he has no idea. He just doesn't want to concede you have a point: in the Marines, they had vehicles to take care of cleanup.]

[truth_is_cold]

[Did he just call himself "the Huds"?] Then don't die and stay somewhere out of their reach [Dammit, Hudson, you're going to make him try to have to be optimistic]. I've been trying to use the higher vantage point to take shots at the dinosaurs and herd them.

[game_over_man]

[Yeah, he wishes he had a cooler last name, but you make do with what God gave you, right? And just look at him. He's pretty set!]

You know, I'd really like to follow your orders, sir, but it's kind of hard to not die when they keep chasing me.

[It must be his animal magnetism. They can't resist.]

Herd them where?

[Hey if he's going to be Dino Bait, might as well be useful.]

[truth_is_cold]

[He wonders if the dinosaurs are chasing him or if he's running and flailing ahead of them.]

Towards the sea or towards the river. If you head towards the dome you'll be shot at along with the dinosaurs. But the fire came from the west- the growth around the river shouldn't be burning.

[game_over_man]

[Clearly you've never heard of Tactical Flailing. It's a legitimate strategy!]

'Shouldn't' be burning. You really know how to give a pep talk, pal.

[Still, dying while leading a host of slavering dinosaurs away from civs is better than dying squatting behind a wall. ]

[You know what? Sometimes being a grunt sucks.]

[Scratch that: ALL the time.]

River it is. [He curses, checks the magazine of his gun, and then darts out in front of dinotraffic.]

Your grandkids are used by my people as nuggets, asswipes!!

[And he's off. Seriously. Who wouldn't chase after that?]

[truth_is_cold]

[He can't say anything. Command work is what eventually will do him in, and he knows it. Death by dinosaur is better in his opinion than death steeped in political turmoil.

Also dinosaur nuggets what?]

If you pass by one of the underground entrances go down. You're not expendable.

[He'll continue to shoot out the window and see if he can keep the dinosaurs going in the direction of the river.]

[game_over_man]

[Yeah, well, Hudson would like to throw 'death by alien baby eating its way out of your chest' as another dot on that spectrum. One day he'll get that looked at. When he can admit that he was, you know, violated.]

[Man has his pride, dammit.]

[That actually causes him to falter in his stride. Wut?]

Private First Class in the Marines, sir. Kind of the definition of 'expendable'.

[Still, he recovers with the awesome and panache he is known for (in his own mind): he spins, peppering the dinosaurs with shots before he takes off again.]

I got yer dippin' sauce, lizard butt!!

[truth_is_cold]

You're not here. But I'll explain when you're not being chased.

[Because he's pretty sure Hudson would get himself killed. And he thinks he sees him. Maybe. He's going to whip out his drill sergeant voice.]

Dome heads comin' at your three o'clock. Move it Hudson.

[And there will be the sound of firing. A pachycephalosaurus is gonna bellow loudly and run into the legs of another dinosaur.]