Chain 114: Doom

Chain 114: Doom
Location: E1M1, Hangar, Knee Deep In The Dead
Age: 24
Identity: Drop-In
Drawbacks: [+200] -fast, Ultra-Violence

[100/1200]  Basic Traning
[150/1200]  Automap
[Free]      Breakdown Screen
[250/1200]  Acute Tracking Senses
[450/1200]  Pain Rewiring
[500/1200]  Pistol/Brass Knuckles
[700/1200]  Shotgun/Chaingun
[900/1200]  Plasma Rifle
[1200/1200] Source Port

Things that I did not expect to have happen today: Waking up in the entryway of the hangar on a certain base on Mars. When I looked around, I recognized it, even if it wasn't the pixelated and blocky version I once remembered. Far too iconic not to. Of course, the other thing that I didn't exactly expect: Demona to be standing beside me, and the Conspiracy lined up and ready to charge in behind.

Now, demons that can run around as fast as a marine can be formidible. Demons that are hardy enough to survive assault by a well-armed marine, to them, a handful of bullets ain't diddly.

But when you're playing 1,002 man co-op, brother, that's A WHOLE LOT OF DIDDLY.

Pretty sure we set a 100% speedrun record as a result.