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Edited by Shadlezz:
8/24/2014 8:28:42 PM
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I mean, first our medic passes out because he can't stand the sight of blood, next I find myself surrounded by hostiles while i'm punching the shit out of my CO's chestplate yelling and crying "live you bastard, live!" And then they took him away. I barely made it out of the cells alive. Now here I am, drinking away my sorrow and my hatred for these dirty aliens. DAMMIT they owe me a friend!
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*picks up sniper and whistles for Talonflame* Let's give those mother-blam!-ers what they need. A bullet to the chest and a pillar of flame to the face. *slides over bar*
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Hoo-ah! *pulls out LMG, chugs drink* Let's rock.
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*jumps on Tolanflame* Rock and roll, motherf*ckers. Rock and roll.
