Post by Swatz on Feb 19, 2014 7:36:00 GMT -8
Chapter 1: You all suck
It was like every other day we've been here rainy as hell with little to no hope of it stopping. For all that we get the shitty weather we at least get a roof, those dickheads in blue get nothing but boxes. Fuck the spandex guys they suck all they get is sunshine and rainbows nothing else. Dicks.
Anyway I'm not sure how we ended up in this position but it might work, at least we have cable.
BANG! The front door slams wide open with a bearded man standing in it.
Dece: Whats up folks.
Like cockroaches some scurried but a few stayed to greet.
Swatz: Sup Dece, back from having pneumonia again? Isn't a bit too soon.
Forty: Shut up Swatz, Dece will be fine because he has my love. Oh yeah Dece I have cookies and true detective will be on soon. Lets get ready, I even have the snuggle pillow out.
And with that asses hit the couch as the TV flicked on to a crappy commercial.
Dece: Lets do this.
Swatz walked away to where ever a swatz goes and a couple strangers passed by but Dece and Forty Snuggled up their programs were out of the loop. Just as the show began to start the power went out and on que Changes shouts.
Changes: HEY SORRY GUYS I LEFT MY VIBRATOR ON AGAIN! NO WORRIES HERETICUS STILL HAS POWER AT HIS PLACE.
With that Dece got up and Forty right behind walked out the door and behind the building where all could see the hut of the man who waists money. A small fort littered with warhammer figurines and gold plated everything shimmered in the gloomy rain. But bang on the door gave the whole story to them. The walls gave way and the gold was still wet as it was mostly paint. After the rubble settled all on could see was a weird man in a chair worshiping a life sized statue of Commissar Gaunt.
Dece: Okay fuck this I'm just gonna pirate the show. Hey forty up for some gas station sushi.
Forty: Oh boy lets do it.
and off the two walked into the distance but just out of range one could hear kieldar shouting "I'll never fear you!" While Shamus and Caliver run behind him with some knives, a blonde wig and a bag of potato chips covered in dip.
Chapter: 2 James T. Silver
Dece and Forty had returned from their trip with several boxes full of gas station sushi they shared with the gang in the mess hall and a few hours later many barfed up on the halls. Although the two who had brought it lay unaffected the sewage pipes were clogged with joy and it forced Talron to call upon a team of TOP MEN but all of them didn't care so he called TSilver instead.
Talron: Oh-kay Silver this is how it's gonna go I need you to assemble a team and go away to the sewage plant and help solve this issue. Fucking all of Bra-Vo Squad is out of commission because their bladders are fucked.
TSilver: So I'm the captain of this team right?
Talron: "Hurls into a basket" Sure what ever just go fix this problem and send in Doc Shamus in next.
TSilver: FUCK YES! Alright time to be James T. Silver. I need my trusty side kicks Dr. McGram and First officer Six and we can go fix this.
And so this terrible adventure continued as Silver found Delta, Forty and some random guy who happened to be new.
TSilver: alright so this is how it's gonna go all of you are going to refer to me as Captain Silver and I'm going to refer to you as my crew.
Delta: Do I have to wear this tight bright blue shirt, it might get dirty and also it's kinda hard to breath.
Forty: Lets just get this done, I want to take these pointy ears off already and get back to fixing my oil rig.
Random guy: Why am I here?
TSilver: Because I'm in charge and I need a random guy in red to die when we go on away missions.
Random guy: WERE CLEANING UP SHIT!
TSilver: And?
Forty: Fuck it lets go.
And so they went off all confused as to what TSilver had in his head, along the way they encountered a tree. Some dead animals and Swatz's 43rd grave as it said "Here Lies PencilDick may no one remember him" Some wreckage near by was a landmarked.
The group continued by Silver stayed behind and drew graffiti all over the site. "I wish I was TSilver" was left on the grave in dry erase marker.
A few hours had passed and suddenly some purple things attacked. Tribals from the north that some claimed came from the future, they worshipped rainbows and butterflies and never experienced a cloudy day in their lives. The fighting ensued and all of them were captured and taken to the camp of said savages. Bound and gaged the four helpless men sat around confused and wondered what the hell was going on.
TSilver: Where the fuck are we and did redshirt die yet?
Random Guy: Hey fuck you!
Suddenly a figure entered the shack they were in and in a strange language asked,
Purple Guy 1: What do you want in our farm land? If you wish to live you will answer me now or so help me I will use you to farm my next meal.
TSilver: I challenge you to a one on one duel the winner gets to leave and the loser gets to leave Red Shirt over here!
Random Guy: Wait what?!
Purple Guy 1: Ah .. okay so I'm assuming the quiet one with the pointy ears is the leader for this one's such an idiot.
Forty: Nope he's our fearless leader.
Purple Guy 1: Whatever, Okay a fight to the death if you win you get to leave.
And so the purple man in the tight outfit grabbed the crew and marched them over to the centre of the camp where he untied all of them and put them in a ring. Some others came out and gave them some weapons and they grabbed what they could and waited in anticipation.
Suddenly a large hulking figure appeared it was glowing and zapped all over the place. It was quick and it ran faster than a man and it looked like a crab from some country fair.
Crab Man: I will fight all of you today and I will show you the power my pope has given me.
And with that the crab man jumped and landed in the ring and Delta pooped. He grabbed poor redshirt and tossed him about until no one would hope that he was still alive. Forty stabbed the monster in the foot and tried kicking it in the groin only to fail. TSilver on the other hand was hitting on a slave girl who happened to be near.
A few moments had passed and most of the conceders were out cold and Mr. TSilver just stand there with a disturbed look.
The crab man looked at silver his eyes filled with rage his armour glowing in a purple haze, his movements were quick and TSilver was stunned that Redshirt still lived.
Suddenly one could hear a loud voice from the man up north.
TALRON: ON CHANGES, ON FEARHAWK, ON BOTTABOOM AND SWATZIE! ON PENCIL, ON HOPS, AND DECE! ON REDDINGTON ON TOTALZONE ON CALIVER AND SHAMUS LETS KICK SOME ASS.
From the sky bodies were falling twelve galaxies filled with TXR and their allies. Some died some lived but most of them fell right down onto of this Future Crewed Hell. Shotguns blared and Moquitos boomed some could hear mags Smiling so wide that he shot down some punk who was going backwards.
TALRON: SQUAD LEADS SPAWN BEACON NOW! GOD DAMMNIT PLATOON LEAD NEEDS A REZ! GET A MEDIC TO PLATOON LEAD! ALPHA ONE!
SWATZ C4 THAT BUILDING, BOTTABOOM HACK THAT TERMINAL AND THE REST OF YOU KICK ASS. I WANT ALL THESE PURPLE BASTARDS DEAD BY THE TIME I'M DEAD.
With a grin on his face TSilver couldn't hide when the Crab man in front of him turned into chucks as Talron ran up and uppercutted him in the face.
Shamus was patching up forty and deltagram too while warblade helped redshirt walk.
TSilver: Hey Tal mind if I borrow you're uppercut real quick
Talron passed Silver his trusty weapon and moved to kill others with his knife.
With a flash and some splatter RedShirt was dead and TSilver as covered in red. Warblade was shocked and walked away slowly and some purple guy was laughing.
PoorRichard ran over and knocked silver over and slamming him with cuffs claiming bloody murder.
*Close up of Beroken*
Beroken: That's why the toilets are all clogged because fucking TSilver killed someone instead of doing his job.
TSilver: That's not what fucking happened we went to the sewage plant and Pencilstick was trapped again he got locked in the generator room and couldn't get the power back on.
Beroken: I said "FUCK IT LETS DO IT LIVE!"
TSilver: That's no reason to call me a murderer
Beroken: FUCK IT LETS TO IT LVIE!
Chapter: 3 Magnificent Flying
Today was weird. Magnificent was being kind! The day before I asked for some lessons on how to fly the mosquito. We got an early start and for several hours we made progress. I went from falling out of the sky to hitting things in every turn but I was improving.
Suddenly we encountered a very boxy armored column and we moved in to scout it out.
Mags: Hey Swatz look the Devil Puppies are down there, and they aren't paying attention to us and we can take full advantage of this.
Swatz: Yup. I'm going to rocket pod them, jump out, and use C4 on the rest of them.
Mags: WAIT!!! SWATZ DON'T DO IT!!!
But it was too late, and as Swatz dove, he took out several tanks. He jumped out and watched his jet crash into the rear tank. He fell downwards, his jump jets roaring with glee as he dropped his C4 and watched several tanks begin to burn.
Magnificent took his time and came in for a strafe, killing more survivors faster than they could breath.
When the smoke bloomed and no more boxy men could be seen, Magnificent landed to meet up with Swatz.
Mags: You're an idiot we could have finished that with our mosquitoes, but you had to go ahead and waste it.
Swatz: Hey I'm still learning, and on the plus side, we have a very large scrap yard that we can use to target practice in the future.
Mags: Whatever lets get going.
Swatz: Ah ...
Mags: OH! Yes right I have an idea for that.
And so Mags launched off in his mosquito being tugged by a rope tied to Swatz leg.
The engines were loud but they couldn't suppress the shouting and screaming from the little girl tied to them. One could nearly feel the grin off of Magnificent's face.
Right out of the corner of his eye he saw several things, all very boxy and square shaped. They seemed to be flying backwards and they tended to hit things at random intervals. A swarm of reavers were en route and Magnificent called for backup immediately.
With his help on the way, Magnificent baited the reavers toward them, nearly convincing them to not fly backwards. He shot two of them down, but there were more of them than he had ammo or patience for. He proceeded to fly away toward camp TXR and yet he was forgetting something and it was concerning him slightly but he stated this.
Mags: I'll remember it later, it's probably my wife.
On the other end of the mosquito, Swatz was flailing, hitting the occasional rock and getting peppered by the occasional shotgun pellet because reavers have those. Although at this point it was clear he was knocked out and probably dead.
The chase had been long and Swatzes body was used to kill a few reavers in the occasional sharp turn. Alas Magnificent was being cornered slowly. As all hope was lost and Swatzes bloody rag doll flung in nearly every direction, Laistrogen came flying in backwards firing rockets everywhere shooting the occasional reaver down. Mags, depressed as he watched, joined in flying around, shooting down other backwards flying boxes.
In the sun's gaze, one could also see a liberator floating high, raining death in a shape of a cannon round until nothing was left.
::Over the Radio::
Dece: Hey Magnificent are you okay? We're going to return to base.
Mags: Lets just get out of here.
Forty: Wasn't Swatz With you?
Magnificent: OH SHIT!
One could nearly hear the gurgling from the shambled body as Swatz said
Swatz: *Grumble* Kkkk *cough* iillll *Grumble* Meee.
With that all the brave men of TXR flew home not stopping for gas station sushi because Talron banned that after the last fiasco.
Chapter: 4 Totalzone's day off Part 1
It was just your standard day for total he got denied a date again and Evolus had already had but sex with the recent captives. So the thought occurred to Total to do something fun instead of guard duty today.
(Two Hours prior)
Changes: Okay Total listen up. Since you opened the galaxy doors too early during our last fight we lost Tacos in his MAX somewhere. So as punishment you have guard duty for the next two weeks at the underground supply tunnel. Make sure no one who isn't supposed to be down there gets away, got it.
Total: Aw dammit Changes don't you love me. Besides Tacos is fine ... probably, he'll show up eventually. Also have you seen that tunnel there are fucking spiders and shit all over the place can't we just collapse the tunnel and forget about it.
Changes: No.
Total: Fine. Can I at least have company, preferably a woman.
Changes: Hurry up and get the fuck out of here.
Total: Okay ... Can I.
Changes: SHUT UP AND GO!
Totalzone promptly walked away with a frown on his face and felt like shit.
(Two Hours Later)
Total: This is such bullshit, I only opened the door because fucking Lucit said get ready.
If only I could prove my worth again and show everyone I'm awesome.
And like a broken light bulb it appeared in his head.
Total: I know what I will do. I'll steal one of Hereticus's tanks and go destroy those silly Future Crew's base.
With that total dropped his shit and ran down the tunnel to the tank depot.
(Twenty Minutes Later)
Total ran toward the booth just at the entrance of the tank depot, where he found PoorRichard sitting back eating chips and overall looking like Paul Blart with the mono scooter and everything.
Richard: Hey Total what are you doing here?
Total: you know last ops I fucked up so Changes is making me take over for you.
Richard: Really? Let me just check this out real quick.
Total: Wa.
Richard picked up the radio
::Over the radio::
Richard: Hey Changes is Totalzone supposed to be down here in the guard post on the 4th level.
Changes: WAIT HE'S NOT THERE YET! I'M GOING TO KILL HIM!
Richard: Whoa whoa whoa no need. He's been here the whole time I just wanted to double check.
Changes: Good okay then. Tell him he's stuck doing it for two weeks again.
Richard: Right boss.
Richard looked back at Total
Richard: Okay Total you can have my chair
Total: Sweet, Alright catch you later Richard.
As Richard got up and started to walk away Totalzone sat down, slightly disgusted at the state of the booth. The chair was broken and it was warm in a wet kinda way, and all other sorts of problems with the booth were scene at first glance.
Total waited a few minutes before he began to fiddle with the switches in the booth until he finally opened the door to the garage.
He ran inside and got into the Golden Prowler with a plaque on the side that said The Mighty Wheel Chair. Total then hopped into the tank and started to drive off towards the exit.
As he came closer to the exit pad Richard came up on his mono scooter with a police hat that was flashing red and blue and shouting Wee Woo Wee Woo Wee Woo. He was yelling something too but Totalzone couldn't hear him after he swung the tank around and knocking Poor old Richard out with the barrel.
One could nearly hear Richard curse Totalzones name but he was busy being unconscious.
With that Total turned around and found the exit blast doors which were closed. He saw another guard booth which had a sleeping Takill in it. Total drove the tank up and with a slight rumble Takill woke up with surprise.
Takill: Oh shit. Ah right let me open the gate for you Hereticus.
With that the gate's opened and Total drove strait out towards the sunny part of the continent. Hitting nearly every tree, rock and animal on the way because he didn't know how to drive a tank.
With Total on the loose, Takill still completely unaware of what the hell just happened and PoorRichard probably being dead. Who will stop the maniac from causing more problems.
Chapter: 5 Totalzones Day off Part 2
Totalzone drove off into the distance with the golden wheel chair, not stopping for anything or anyone. He looked as if he was a man on a mission, but in all reality he was lost and using his phone as a GPS. On his way out of the base, he took a wrong turn, driving through Swatz's garden, and wrecking all but a few outlying plants and decorations. Soon after, he went through the old housing lot and knocked Shamus's trailer over.
Whatever Total was doing was an after thought for him as he slowly destroyed the base, but he finally found the main road. He followed it, slowly destroying the asphalt under him with the treads of the tank.
Back by the depot entrance, SilentTR and Tempestwave had entered getting ready for a training mission Hereticus had set up. What they were expecting was a usual day, but they were in for a surprise as they found that their tanks were dented, scratched, and coated in golden paint. They drew their pistols and started to search the bay looking for a culprit. Walking backwards Tempest fell over PoorRichard's body, which was spilling blood everywhere (what a dick), and Silent just looked at them mostly confused but accepted it and let Tempest deal with it.
He walked over to Takill's guard station only to find him asleep with his T-Pad playing a movie on it. Silent decided Takill needed to be punsihed. So, he took his pistol and rested it near his head and fired, promptly scaring the soul out of him.
Takill: FUUUUCK! WHERE AM I??
Silent: What the hell happened? PoorRichard is over there covered in blood and our tanks are fucked up. ALSO WHY WERE YOU ASLEEP THIS WHOLE TIME?!?!
Takill: Fuck, you mean Richard is covered in blood? He was at the other station and Hereticus drove his tank out of here. At least I think it was him anyway. It was his Prowler.
Silent: You're an idiot.
Takill: Hey! I'm awesome! ...So watch you're mouth! Well what are we bitching at each other for? Let Tempest deal with Richard and we can go prowler hunting.
Silent: Sounds good lets go.
Takill: YAY!
And so the duo set off in their slightly golden tinged prowlers, hunting for the monster who committed such atrocities. They followed the tracks left behind and continued past a park with several toppled tree's. Meanwhile, at Swatz's garden he was still in a wheel chair after last missions exploits and Atron was helping him, as he was still in a full body cast. They felt weird tremors and were confused but stood their ground, and not a moment to soon, two prowlers rolled over them. Atron luckily dodged the Prowlers but only just. Swatz, on the other hand, was not so lucky, again coated in blood and probably dead. Atron moved to try and save him.
Shamus was by his trailer, just disappointed looking at the damage his flipped trailer had taken and wondering if it could be repaired or at all fixed. He climbed in and started to collect his things only to watch everything shake and roll. He wondered why and was answered as his trailer busted apart and started flying in the air. He was hospitalized for two weeks because of this.
The two Prowlers drove, half curious if they had hurt anyone and focused on showing each other up by committing random acts of violence and destruction. They found the main road and followed it.
(Meanwhile at the depot)
Changes was pissed he was running around with the medical team and several guards checking the scene. Skywatch was deployed and as far as he knew every single witness either saw little to nothing or was nearly dead, which complicated everything. He soon called a meeting of the captains and moved to Talron's office.
During this whole situation not one conscious soul knew what was happening and even fewer of them knew what was going on, but during the emergency meeting, Talron, Forty, Toast, Pencil and Changes planed their next steps.
Talron: O-K boys what the fuck happened and do we know who is responsible for this shit, ay?
Pencil: So far no, but Takill and SilentTR went off in their prowlers and just about killed Swatz and Shamus. Hereticus is also missing, as well as Totalzone, and a few others. PoorRichard was also fucked up but he is in surgery at the moment. Tepestwave was also really drunk and we couldn't decipher what he was saying, but he knocked out three guys before we took him down. He's in detention at the moment with Mlane.
Talron: Did our tankers do this?
Pencil: Maybe.
Changes: Not only is Hereticus missing but so is half of our tanks, this might be a mutiny.
Talron: If so, I want their heads on a silver platter.
Toast: Whoa, whoa! No need to rush to conclusions! We know the issue, but we lack solid evidence that the tankers were behind this whole fiasco.
Forty: Yeah, look before we go nuts, why don't we scout out the surrounding areas and let Skywatch find them and report back.
Talron: O-kay that sounds like a plan, Forty. We will go with that, but I want Toast and you to get up some Harraser squads and search for those damn tanks, ay.
Toast/Forty: On it.
They both walked out of Talron's office and went to go organize things.
Talron: I say we leave Odaddy here with the rest of the guys. Changes, you go out to TTA and find out if they can help. Pencil I want you to go to take a scout team and head over to the NC border and check that out. Go in if you find anything solid, ay.
Changes/Pencil: Okay.
Pencil: What will you be doing?
Talron: Taking a Mossie out for a rip! ...and I'm going to C4 a bitch, ay!
Pencil: Sounds good.
It was like every other day we've been here rainy as hell with little to no hope of it stopping. For all that we get the shitty weather we at least get a roof, those dickheads in blue get nothing but boxes. Fuck the spandex guys they suck all they get is sunshine and rainbows nothing else. Dicks.
Anyway I'm not sure how we ended up in this position but it might work, at least we have cable.
BANG! The front door slams wide open with a bearded man standing in it.
Dece: Whats up folks.
Like cockroaches some scurried but a few stayed to greet.
Swatz: Sup Dece, back from having pneumonia again? Isn't a bit too soon.
Forty: Shut up Swatz, Dece will be fine because he has my love. Oh yeah Dece I have cookies and true detective will be on soon. Lets get ready, I even have the snuggle pillow out.
And with that asses hit the couch as the TV flicked on to a crappy commercial.
Dece: Lets do this.
Swatz walked away to where ever a swatz goes and a couple strangers passed by but Dece and Forty Snuggled up their programs were out of the loop. Just as the show began to start the power went out and on que Changes shouts.
Changes: HEY SORRY GUYS I LEFT MY VIBRATOR ON AGAIN! NO WORRIES HERETICUS STILL HAS POWER AT HIS PLACE.
With that Dece got up and Forty right behind walked out the door and behind the building where all could see the hut of the man who waists money. A small fort littered with warhammer figurines and gold plated everything shimmered in the gloomy rain. But bang on the door gave the whole story to them. The walls gave way and the gold was still wet as it was mostly paint. After the rubble settled all on could see was a weird man in a chair worshiping a life sized statue of Commissar Gaunt.
Dece: Okay fuck this I'm just gonna pirate the show. Hey forty up for some gas station sushi.
Forty: Oh boy lets do it.
and off the two walked into the distance but just out of range one could hear kieldar shouting "I'll never fear you!" While Shamus and Caliver run behind him with some knives, a blonde wig and a bag of potato chips covered in dip.
Chapter: 2 James T. Silver
Dece and Forty had returned from their trip with several boxes full of gas station sushi they shared with the gang in the mess hall and a few hours later many barfed up on the halls. Although the two who had brought it lay unaffected the sewage pipes were clogged with joy and it forced Talron to call upon a team of TOP MEN but all of them didn't care so he called TSilver instead.
Talron: Oh-kay Silver this is how it's gonna go I need you to assemble a team and go away to the sewage plant and help solve this issue. Fucking all of Bra-Vo Squad is out of commission because their bladders are fucked.
TSilver: So I'm the captain of this team right?
Talron: "Hurls into a basket" Sure what ever just go fix this problem and send in Doc Shamus in next.
TSilver: FUCK YES! Alright time to be James T. Silver. I need my trusty side kicks Dr. McGram and First officer Six and we can go fix this.
And so this terrible adventure continued as Silver found Delta, Forty and some random guy who happened to be new.
TSilver: alright so this is how it's gonna go all of you are going to refer to me as Captain Silver and I'm going to refer to you as my crew.
Delta: Do I have to wear this tight bright blue shirt, it might get dirty and also it's kinda hard to breath.
Forty: Lets just get this done, I want to take these pointy ears off already and get back to fixing my oil rig.
Random guy: Why am I here?
TSilver: Because I'm in charge and I need a random guy in red to die when we go on away missions.
Random guy: WERE CLEANING UP SHIT!
TSilver: And?
Forty: Fuck it lets go.
And so they went off all confused as to what TSilver had in his head, along the way they encountered a tree. Some dead animals and Swatz's 43rd grave as it said "Here Lies PencilDick may no one remember him" Some wreckage near by was a landmarked.
The group continued by Silver stayed behind and drew graffiti all over the site. "I wish I was TSilver" was left on the grave in dry erase marker.
A few hours had passed and suddenly some purple things attacked. Tribals from the north that some claimed came from the future, they worshipped rainbows and butterflies and never experienced a cloudy day in their lives. The fighting ensued and all of them were captured and taken to the camp of said savages. Bound and gaged the four helpless men sat around confused and wondered what the hell was going on.
TSilver: Where the fuck are we and did redshirt die yet?
Random Guy: Hey fuck you!
Suddenly a figure entered the shack they were in and in a strange language asked,
Purple Guy 1: What do you want in our farm land? If you wish to live you will answer me now or so help me I will use you to farm my next meal.
TSilver: I challenge you to a one on one duel the winner gets to leave and the loser gets to leave Red Shirt over here!
Random Guy: Wait what?!
Purple Guy 1: Ah .. okay so I'm assuming the quiet one with the pointy ears is the leader for this one's such an idiot.
Forty: Nope he's our fearless leader.
Purple Guy 1: Whatever, Okay a fight to the death if you win you get to leave.
And so the purple man in the tight outfit grabbed the crew and marched them over to the centre of the camp where he untied all of them and put them in a ring. Some others came out and gave them some weapons and they grabbed what they could and waited in anticipation.
Suddenly a large hulking figure appeared it was glowing and zapped all over the place. It was quick and it ran faster than a man and it looked like a crab from some country fair.
Crab Man: I will fight all of you today and I will show you the power my pope has given me.
And with that the crab man jumped and landed in the ring and Delta pooped. He grabbed poor redshirt and tossed him about until no one would hope that he was still alive. Forty stabbed the monster in the foot and tried kicking it in the groin only to fail. TSilver on the other hand was hitting on a slave girl who happened to be near.
A few moments had passed and most of the conceders were out cold and Mr. TSilver just stand there with a disturbed look.
The crab man looked at silver his eyes filled with rage his armour glowing in a purple haze, his movements were quick and TSilver was stunned that Redshirt still lived.
Suddenly one could hear a loud voice from the man up north.
TALRON: ON CHANGES, ON FEARHAWK, ON BOTTABOOM AND SWATZIE! ON PENCIL, ON HOPS, AND DECE! ON REDDINGTON ON TOTALZONE ON CALIVER AND SHAMUS LETS KICK SOME ASS.
From the sky bodies were falling twelve galaxies filled with TXR and their allies. Some died some lived but most of them fell right down onto of this Future Crewed Hell. Shotguns blared and Moquitos boomed some could hear mags Smiling so wide that he shot down some punk who was going backwards.
TALRON: SQUAD LEADS SPAWN BEACON NOW! GOD DAMMNIT PLATOON LEAD NEEDS A REZ! GET A MEDIC TO PLATOON LEAD! ALPHA ONE!
SWATZ C4 THAT BUILDING, BOTTABOOM HACK THAT TERMINAL AND THE REST OF YOU KICK ASS. I WANT ALL THESE PURPLE BASTARDS DEAD BY THE TIME I'M DEAD.
With a grin on his face TSilver couldn't hide when the Crab man in front of him turned into chucks as Talron ran up and uppercutted him in the face.
Shamus was patching up forty and deltagram too while warblade helped redshirt walk.
TSilver: Hey Tal mind if I borrow you're uppercut real quick
Talron passed Silver his trusty weapon and moved to kill others with his knife.
With a flash and some splatter RedShirt was dead and TSilver as covered in red. Warblade was shocked and walked away slowly and some purple guy was laughing.
PoorRichard ran over and knocked silver over and slamming him with cuffs claiming bloody murder.
*Close up of Beroken*
Beroken: That's why the toilets are all clogged because fucking TSilver killed someone instead of doing his job.
TSilver: That's not what fucking happened we went to the sewage plant and Pencilstick was trapped again he got locked in the generator room and couldn't get the power back on.
Beroken: I said "FUCK IT LETS DO IT LIVE!"
TSilver: That's no reason to call me a murderer
Beroken: FUCK IT LETS TO IT LVIE!
Chapter: 3 Magnificent Flying
Today was weird. Magnificent was being kind! The day before I asked for some lessons on how to fly the mosquito. We got an early start and for several hours we made progress. I went from falling out of the sky to hitting things in every turn but I was improving.
Suddenly we encountered a very boxy armored column and we moved in to scout it out.
Mags: Hey Swatz look the Devil Puppies are down there, and they aren't paying attention to us and we can take full advantage of this.
Swatz: Yup. I'm going to rocket pod them, jump out, and use C4 on the rest of them.
Mags: WAIT!!! SWATZ DON'T DO IT!!!
But it was too late, and as Swatz dove, he took out several tanks. He jumped out and watched his jet crash into the rear tank. He fell downwards, his jump jets roaring with glee as he dropped his C4 and watched several tanks begin to burn.
Magnificent took his time and came in for a strafe, killing more survivors faster than they could breath.
When the smoke bloomed and no more boxy men could be seen, Magnificent landed to meet up with Swatz.
Mags: You're an idiot we could have finished that with our mosquitoes, but you had to go ahead and waste it.
Swatz: Hey I'm still learning, and on the plus side, we have a very large scrap yard that we can use to target practice in the future.
Mags: Whatever lets get going.
Swatz: Ah ...
Mags: OH! Yes right I have an idea for that.
And so Mags launched off in his mosquito being tugged by a rope tied to Swatz leg.
The engines were loud but they couldn't suppress the shouting and screaming from the little girl tied to them. One could nearly feel the grin off of Magnificent's face.
Right out of the corner of his eye he saw several things, all very boxy and square shaped. They seemed to be flying backwards and they tended to hit things at random intervals. A swarm of reavers were en route and Magnificent called for backup immediately.
With his help on the way, Magnificent baited the reavers toward them, nearly convincing them to not fly backwards. He shot two of them down, but there were more of them than he had ammo or patience for. He proceeded to fly away toward camp TXR and yet he was forgetting something and it was concerning him slightly but he stated this.
Mags: I'll remember it later, it's probably my wife.
On the other end of the mosquito, Swatz was flailing, hitting the occasional rock and getting peppered by the occasional shotgun pellet because reavers have those. Although at this point it was clear he was knocked out and probably dead.
The chase had been long and Swatzes body was used to kill a few reavers in the occasional sharp turn. Alas Magnificent was being cornered slowly. As all hope was lost and Swatzes bloody rag doll flung in nearly every direction, Laistrogen came flying in backwards firing rockets everywhere shooting the occasional reaver down. Mags, depressed as he watched, joined in flying around, shooting down other backwards flying boxes.
In the sun's gaze, one could also see a liberator floating high, raining death in a shape of a cannon round until nothing was left.
::Over the Radio::
Dece: Hey Magnificent are you okay? We're going to return to base.
Mags: Lets just get out of here.
Forty: Wasn't Swatz With you?
Magnificent: OH SHIT!
One could nearly hear the gurgling from the shambled body as Swatz said
Swatz: *Grumble* Kkkk *cough* iillll *Grumble* Meee.
With that all the brave men of TXR flew home not stopping for gas station sushi because Talron banned that after the last fiasco.
Chapter: 4 Totalzone's day off Part 1
It was just your standard day for total he got denied a date again and Evolus had already had but sex with the recent captives. So the thought occurred to Total to do something fun instead of guard duty today.
(Two Hours prior)
Changes: Okay Total listen up. Since you opened the galaxy doors too early during our last fight we lost Tacos in his MAX somewhere. So as punishment you have guard duty for the next two weeks at the underground supply tunnel. Make sure no one who isn't supposed to be down there gets away, got it.
Total: Aw dammit Changes don't you love me. Besides Tacos is fine ... probably, he'll show up eventually. Also have you seen that tunnel there are fucking spiders and shit all over the place can't we just collapse the tunnel and forget about it.
Changes: No.
Total: Fine. Can I at least have company, preferably a woman.
Changes: Hurry up and get the fuck out of here.
Total: Okay ... Can I.
Changes: SHUT UP AND GO!
Totalzone promptly walked away with a frown on his face and felt like shit.
(Two Hours Later)
Total: This is such bullshit, I only opened the door because fucking Lucit said get ready.
If only I could prove my worth again and show everyone I'm awesome.
And like a broken light bulb it appeared in his head.
Total: I know what I will do. I'll steal one of Hereticus's tanks and go destroy those silly Future Crew's base.
With that total dropped his shit and ran down the tunnel to the tank depot.
(Twenty Minutes Later)
Total ran toward the booth just at the entrance of the tank depot, where he found PoorRichard sitting back eating chips and overall looking like Paul Blart with the mono scooter and everything.
Richard: Hey Total what are you doing here?
Total: you know last ops I fucked up so Changes is making me take over for you.
Richard: Really? Let me just check this out real quick.
Total: Wa.
Richard picked up the radio
::Over the radio::
Richard: Hey Changes is Totalzone supposed to be down here in the guard post on the 4th level.
Changes: WAIT HE'S NOT THERE YET! I'M GOING TO KILL HIM!
Richard: Whoa whoa whoa no need. He's been here the whole time I just wanted to double check.
Changes: Good okay then. Tell him he's stuck doing it for two weeks again.
Richard: Right boss.
Richard looked back at Total
Richard: Okay Total you can have my chair
Total: Sweet, Alright catch you later Richard.
As Richard got up and started to walk away Totalzone sat down, slightly disgusted at the state of the booth. The chair was broken and it was warm in a wet kinda way, and all other sorts of problems with the booth were scene at first glance.
Total waited a few minutes before he began to fiddle with the switches in the booth until he finally opened the door to the garage.
He ran inside and got into the Golden Prowler with a plaque on the side that said The Mighty Wheel Chair. Total then hopped into the tank and started to drive off towards the exit.
As he came closer to the exit pad Richard came up on his mono scooter with a police hat that was flashing red and blue and shouting Wee Woo Wee Woo Wee Woo. He was yelling something too but Totalzone couldn't hear him after he swung the tank around and knocking Poor old Richard out with the barrel.
One could nearly hear Richard curse Totalzones name but he was busy being unconscious.
With that Total turned around and found the exit blast doors which were closed. He saw another guard booth which had a sleeping Takill in it. Total drove the tank up and with a slight rumble Takill woke up with surprise.
Takill: Oh shit. Ah right let me open the gate for you Hereticus.
With that the gate's opened and Total drove strait out towards the sunny part of the continent. Hitting nearly every tree, rock and animal on the way because he didn't know how to drive a tank.
With Total on the loose, Takill still completely unaware of what the hell just happened and PoorRichard probably being dead. Who will stop the maniac from causing more problems.
Chapter: 5 Totalzones Day off Part 2
Totalzone drove off into the distance with the golden wheel chair, not stopping for anything or anyone. He looked as if he was a man on a mission, but in all reality he was lost and using his phone as a GPS. On his way out of the base, he took a wrong turn, driving through Swatz's garden, and wrecking all but a few outlying plants and decorations. Soon after, he went through the old housing lot and knocked Shamus's trailer over.
Whatever Total was doing was an after thought for him as he slowly destroyed the base, but he finally found the main road. He followed it, slowly destroying the asphalt under him with the treads of the tank.
Back by the depot entrance, SilentTR and Tempestwave had entered getting ready for a training mission Hereticus had set up. What they were expecting was a usual day, but they were in for a surprise as they found that their tanks were dented, scratched, and coated in golden paint. They drew their pistols and started to search the bay looking for a culprit. Walking backwards Tempest fell over PoorRichard's body, which was spilling blood everywhere (what a dick), and Silent just looked at them mostly confused but accepted it and let Tempest deal with it.
He walked over to Takill's guard station only to find him asleep with his T-Pad playing a movie on it. Silent decided Takill needed to be punsihed. So, he took his pistol and rested it near his head and fired, promptly scaring the soul out of him.
Takill: FUUUUCK! WHERE AM I??
Silent: What the hell happened? PoorRichard is over there covered in blood and our tanks are fucked up. ALSO WHY WERE YOU ASLEEP THIS WHOLE TIME?!?!
Takill: Fuck, you mean Richard is covered in blood? He was at the other station and Hereticus drove his tank out of here. At least I think it was him anyway. It was his Prowler.
Silent: You're an idiot.
Takill: Hey! I'm awesome! ...So watch you're mouth! Well what are we bitching at each other for? Let Tempest deal with Richard and we can go prowler hunting.
Silent: Sounds good lets go.
Takill: YAY!
And so the duo set off in their slightly golden tinged prowlers, hunting for the monster who committed such atrocities. They followed the tracks left behind and continued past a park with several toppled tree's. Meanwhile, at Swatz's garden he was still in a wheel chair after last missions exploits and Atron was helping him, as he was still in a full body cast. They felt weird tremors and were confused but stood their ground, and not a moment to soon, two prowlers rolled over them. Atron luckily dodged the Prowlers but only just. Swatz, on the other hand, was not so lucky, again coated in blood and probably dead. Atron moved to try and save him.
Shamus was by his trailer, just disappointed looking at the damage his flipped trailer had taken and wondering if it could be repaired or at all fixed. He climbed in and started to collect his things only to watch everything shake and roll. He wondered why and was answered as his trailer busted apart and started flying in the air. He was hospitalized for two weeks because of this.
The two Prowlers drove, half curious if they had hurt anyone and focused on showing each other up by committing random acts of violence and destruction. They found the main road and followed it.
(Meanwhile at the depot)
Changes was pissed he was running around with the medical team and several guards checking the scene. Skywatch was deployed and as far as he knew every single witness either saw little to nothing or was nearly dead, which complicated everything. He soon called a meeting of the captains and moved to Talron's office.
During this whole situation not one conscious soul knew what was happening and even fewer of them knew what was going on, but during the emergency meeting, Talron, Forty, Toast, Pencil and Changes planed their next steps.
Talron: O-K boys what the fuck happened and do we know who is responsible for this shit, ay?
Pencil: So far no, but Takill and SilentTR went off in their prowlers and just about killed Swatz and Shamus. Hereticus is also missing, as well as Totalzone, and a few others. PoorRichard was also fucked up but he is in surgery at the moment. Tepestwave was also really drunk and we couldn't decipher what he was saying, but he knocked out three guys before we took him down. He's in detention at the moment with Mlane.
Talron: Did our tankers do this?
Pencil: Maybe.
Changes: Not only is Hereticus missing but so is half of our tanks, this might be a mutiny.
Talron: If so, I want their heads on a silver platter.
Toast: Whoa, whoa! No need to rush to conclusions! We know the issue, but we lack solid evidence that the tankers were behind this whole fiasco.
Forty: Yeah, look before we go nuts, why don't we scout out the surrounding areas and let Skywatch find them and report back.
Talron: O-kay that sounds like a plan, Forty. We will go with that, but I want Toast and you to get up some Harraser squads and search for those damn tanks, ay.
Toast/Forty: On it.
They both walked out of Talron's office and went to go organize things.
Talron: I say we leave Odaddy here with the rest of the guys. Changes, you go out to TTA and find out if they can help. Pencil I want you to go to take a scout team and head over to the NC border and check that out. Go in if you find anything solid, ay.
Changes/Pencil: Okay.
Pencil: What will you be doing?
Talron: Taking a Mossie out for a rip! ...and I'm going to C4 a bitch, ay!
Pencil: Sounds good.
I do miss it.
