Minnesota pressed the attack... and quickly found himself face-to-barrel with a pistol. Georgia had expected this. "Son of a bi--" was all he could get out before Georgia fired. Min was "dead".
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STATUS: Fuckin' American stereotypes, fuck yeah, motherfucker. youtu.be/M_tMD5bTbLM 8 yrs ago
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Fuckin' American stereotypes, fuck yeah, motherfucker. youtu.be/M_tMD5bTbLM
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@Garland- Oh, you know it, darling~ ♥
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Hideyoshi is best waifu. myanimelist.cdn-dena.com/im… Hideyoshi isn't male or female. Hideyoshi is a gender in itself.
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I freely admit to having shit taste, but it could be worse. I could unironically think SAO is a good series.
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Starting to think I shoulda just stayed home and binged Madoka.
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Sorry I've been kinda busy. Life keeps throwing curveballs, bht at least when we were in a hotel we had wifi. XD
Drake read the journal, frowning. "Damn," he growled. "Ghosts can't kill people. And as far as I know, humans have never been able to achieve much success with active camouflage technology." He bit his lip. "However, since I've seen my share of weird shit as a Colonial Marine, I wouldn't be surprised if we've come in contact with an alien species with better tech than we have."
Note how I hinted it was Neo though. :3
The sound of the autoturrets firing caused Drake to snap awake, drawing his pistol. The Sergeant clipped his comm headset on. "Report."
"Turrets shot at a Xeno, sir," the Corporal on the other end reported. "Missed though. It was damn fast. Must have been a Scout or a Runner." Drake sighed.
"Stay on your toes," said Drake.
Moonscar felt the bullets whiz past her body. She was testing their perimeter, trying to find the soft spots she could get in to.
"Turrets shot at a Xeno, sir," the Corporal on the other end reported. "Missed though. It was damn fast. Must have been a Scout or a Runner." Drake sighed.
"Stay on your toes," said Drake.
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Moonscar felt the bullets whiz past her body. She was testing their perimeter, trying to find the soft spots she could get in to.
Drake went to his cot and laid down. Despite his relatively short time in service, he had quickly learned that it was a good idea to grab sleep whenever and wherever you could. He was asleep before his head hit the pillow.
Wyvern examined the humans' perimeter. The motion detectors they used were infrared-based, so he was easily able to avoid them. He couldn't get in without being noticed, but a serpent could.
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Wyvern examined the humans' perimeter. The motion detectors they used were infrared-based, so he was easily able to avoid them. He couldn't get in without being noticed, but a serpent could.
"Sounds like Wey-Yu." Drake ignored what she had said about working for the company. "We can probably go down there when we get reinforcements." He synced the map to his datapad, before sending the map to the men's helmets, as well as the Autumn. He sighed. "Get some sleep, Private. Or do you want to volunteer for sentry duty right now?"
Well, sponsors got to see the episode last night. Color me jelly. However, I checked pictures people uploaded, and... well, I won't spoil the episode.
"Yeah," Drake said. She'd caught him off guard, but he tried not to show it. "Water treatment facility. All of the heat and humidity is good for the eggs and hive. However, I've found something that isn't on the public record." He pulled up the facility's schematics. "A mile underground... it's a goddamn research facility. Wey-Yu was studying them. I guess there is a God."
Drake spent several hours on the console, trying to isolate where the main hive was. Xenos like heat and humidity, so they would be somewhere near a reactor or a water treatment plant. The Sergeant flitted over the schematics until he found what he was looking for, as well as cross-referencing where the colonists' tracking implants were. "Autumn Command, this is Sergeant Drake," he radioed. "We've located the hive, sending coordinates."
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