Colin grabbed a pistol from the rack, but paused nervously. This wasn't a video game and he could really get figuratively and literally boned getting in the ship, that he understood. He was just unsure of how to give himself a push to go in there until he spotted a pair of hancuffs with a key. Sure these couldn't help him with the horde, but they gave him a mechanism to go in.
'Don't think of it as going into a horde of bimbos in an aircraft carrier.' Colin thought to himself as he loaded up on ammo.
'Think of it like you're a kid playing a messy game if Cops-and-Robbers with a whole ton of other kinds.'
Colin kept repeating "Cops and robbers with a bunch of kids." over and over as he went up the ramp to board the ship. He kept on repeating it as he went in the ship and saw the bimbo horde lounging around naked, kissing and groping eachother.
Colin spotted the one door he remembered that went into a hallway.
"Cops and robbers with loads of kids..." Colin said as he cocked the pistol, "... Let's rock n' roll."
As Colin got done talking to himself while staring at the wall, he dove out from behind the cover and fired away, striking down several bimbos in a shower of bloody spirts that soaked the floor in red as the chunky gamer ran into the hall and slammed the door shut.
He cluched the handcuffs and grinned as he caught his breath.
"Cops-and-robbers, yeah." Colin said as he blew the smoke coming out of the pistol away. He walked down the hall, occasionally shooting an oblivious bimbo in the face whilst he confidently strode down the hall.
He found himself at a crossroads where he had forgotten which way went where.
"Okay..." Colin said as he stretched out his finger and mummured, " My. Mother. Said. Pick. The. Best. One. And. You... Are...IT!"
Colin walked down the route he had selected, winding up at the Reagan's...