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5 yrs ago
Current Memes aside, pineapples on pizza is ok actually. Being shat on for liking things different from other people gets old after a while.
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5 yrs ago
Hark, it seems I am in dire need of medical attention that is easily accessible by specialized containers we call medical bags.
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6 yrs ago
no one cares about christmas. What is important is how we let some strange old man in red in our house depositing mysterious packages and never question him for it
7 yrs ago
Oh shit, I'm sorry
7 yrs ago
instructions unclear, snorted all the dicks
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Vance, sorry bout not posting. Been studying for the driving test. I WILL post after the test, which should be 1 or 2 hours.

Been retaking it for a few months already lol
Yeah, ZAFT went full on darkside. Are they that desperate in this timeline? Or is this their normal modus operandi, and can I expect hellfire raining down on the base as GINN units descends on the base with all things explosive and fiery?
Dual missiles? Long range support platform?
Well, be posting soon.
Central Apartment Complex


Junko Heizen

"What? Its the truth. Its part of my life, as it is yours."

It was one of those days, suicidal missions for pay most of them wouldn't live to see. The helmet she wore looked comically oversized on her head, and the combat vest reached almost to her knees. It was the day of her 11th winter.

"You die, and people will scavenge your stuff later. Ain't much use to you if yous dead. And in the middle of the zone like this?" The haggard looking mercenary still managed to give a sarcastic sort of flourish to the surrounding area, though his legs were blown clean off and his stomach sporting a large wound. The alley they were in were littered with bodies, both from their side and the enemy, but at least it was secure, for however long the front line held. "There ain't no one here to play doctor, so don't even try to coax me with that 'yer gonna make it' shit."

"I had a shitty life. Shitty, but the only one worth living. Ain't gonna live like them cows hiding in their holes."

He smiled.

"So kid, take up that gun and shoot me."

***


She opened her eyes to the drab interior of the heli, the drone of its propellers a dull background noise barely noticed. A moment of confusion hit her before she remembered where she was and what she was doing. Dozed off during the uneventful flight, and had a moment's dream. A dream of old memories.

Another day, another contract, and more to do for Junko Heizen. What she had accepted seemed to be a simple support mission however. \. A simple go in, clear the area, provide support fire, and then haul ass back to HQ. Though its never that simple. The least of their worries would be mech grappling all the way up and shooting a stream of lead their way. The worse would be a brutish mutant who could take a heavy tank's shell to the face and grin.

Her mind was still on other thoughts as they reached the destination and disembarked, soon after being offered some sort of advice on the mission. She didn't get much however, for as soon as she was on solid ground she had her pistol out, scanning the area for sudden ambushes.

“So as I was saying. Which of you guys are good at shooting? I’m basically ass when it comes to long range fire, so I’ll probably watch yo’ booties by guarding the stairs. I’m pretty good at sensing things coming too, so that means I don’t have to worry about fucking up the shooting...Yay.”

Junko pulled back the slide of her pistol, giving it a quick glance before letting it go, "We have the sniper rifles." Her accent, though light, was still thick enough to almost turn 'we' into 've'. "We have the good aim. I think her too." She gestured towards the only other person holding a sniper rifle. It hit her just then what was wrong with the current scene. One of her squadmates was missing half her face, and the other was just plain missing. It was fascinating to say the least, for she had not the chance to examine a mutant properly before. A mutant in a murderous rampage would hardly stop so one can take a proper gander at them.

Realizing she was staring, she tore her eyes away. "We should clear the ninth floor before we try to support the other teams. Very nasty surprises may be in wait if we don't."
I dunno why people are worked up about, but here have a Legend of Zelda vid for some laughs and hopefully ease some of that tension.
Sarah's Request


Eins Nimgrud

Her sword bit through chitin, through the flesh underneath, severing a couple of legs from an unlucky spider. While the sound her sword made when it cut the legs were very satisfying, it didn't kill the spider, which was now understandably seemed more than a little bit livid. "Tch, agile little buggers!" As if to prove her point, a larger spider charged at her, its front legs up trying to hit her. It wasn't much trouble to dodge however, for she had seen it coming before.

The dead things fighting beside her was at least some assurance that the drows are helping, and the dead spider with the arrow through its head proved that the ranger was more reliable than he seemed initially.

"Forget the white meats! Drow animals are here! SLAY THE DARK MEATS! Pound the Slavers into ichor! Slay the Priestess of the Whore-goddess!" One of the spiders screeched suddenly.

So they hated drows as well? A smile appeared on her face at once. How appropriate for the spider humping drows to be hated by spiders. How.... she forgot the word, but there was definitely something for that sort of situation. But...

"Don't ignore me, you eight legged twats!!" Now with stable footing, and her mind focused, she swung her sword in a wide powerful arc, aiming at where the spiders grouped together. Those three people in the back would presumably have no real close combat experience considering none of them was charging in gleefully cutting spiders apart. Thus keeping most of the spiders away from them would be essential for their (and her) survival. Even if she wanted those two drows dead, those two were another pair of hands for combat.
lolwut

Anyways, i don't have anything to add to the rp at the moment so I'm good to go for the fan shit hitting.
it seems someone forgot my char's name. Or Aneura has omnipresence.
Ooh. Another person for the central area. At least now I have a partner to die with.
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