I think us rookies are being hosed. I mean, that Corporal Food has been walking around rubbing it in our faces about how good he is. Apparently, he's going to be leading the command troops out from now on. Something about how he knows how to push troops to their limits. I don't know if coming back as a regurgitated mess of flesh and being reincarnated out of some strange test-tube qualifies as being pushed to their limits.
What I do know, is that my time to engage in battle is nearing. I've been polishing my rifle everyday, keeping it pristine for when all my VR sniper training comes into contact. However, judging from the amount of clones we've been seeing produced, I have a feeling that the VR training isn't up to par with the current situation. I mean... what sort of intelligent beings simply walk out into the open and get fired on. And how do I have a 100% accuracy rating in the VR training. A couple buddies of mine said the same thing. I overheard the lead IT guys at HQ talking once about the VR saying that it was outdated, but it sure boosted troop confidence. I wonder what that was all about.
Personal Log
Carch has been giving me the evil eye ever since that incident with the rectal probulator.
I'd be worried if I didn't remember the smile he was wearing while Ol' Recty was giving him a workout.
Now he's sleeping behind the grenades. I don't know what he expects to happen to him there, but I hope whoever he gets to help him out with it remembers the rubber gloves.
I feel a bit odd praying for the deaths of everyone else on the team, but how the hell am I going to get my hands on some weaponry if they don't get out the way first?
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That rat see317 is spreading the rumour I was smiling during the, dare I call it this, "Probulator Incident". Fact was that, if anything, I was smiling. The revenge I have planned for him is so magnificent, that even through the pain it made me happy to think of what see317 is going to go through. All we need is one captured alien...
Additional: I shall persevere next to the grenade crates despite having my head severely injured. That damn tankist RogueKnight- needs to learn to drive, and if it wasn't for the fact I was limping for several reasons I would've had a go at him.
Right. Next mission needs to have RogueKnight, Carch, see317 and the other troublemakers on it. And make sure to send the transport that has "issues". And replace the "return to base" autopilot with the "suicide dive to avoid capture" autopilot...
Right. Next mission needs to have RogueKnight, Carch, see317 and the other troublemakers on it. And make sure to send the transport that has "issues". And replace the "return to base" autopilot with the "suicide dive to avoid capture" autopilot...
Right. Next mission needs to have RogueKnight, Carch, see317 and the other troublemakers on it. And make sure to send the transport that has "issues". And replace the "return to base" autopilot with the "suicide dive to avoid capture" autopilot...
gurgle gurgle ()
glub gurgle bloop (kill everybody, take the glory for yourself)
Right. Next mission needs to have RogueKnight, Carch, see317 and the other troublemakers on it. And make sure to send the transport that has "issues". And replace the "return to base" autopilot with the "suicide dive to avoid capture" autopilot...
gurgle gurgle ()
glub gurgle bloop (kill everybody, take the glory for yourself)
bloop bloop glub gurgle (I think the commander shouldn't plan in here he thinks we don't hear him.)
gurgle bloop gurgle twitch (Seriously tired of being in this tube but I should be out soon if they mess up as bad as the first two missions, dumbasses.)
Right. Next mission needs to have RogueKnight, Carch, see317 and the other troublemakers on it. And make sure to send the transport that has "issues". And replace the "return to base" autopilot with the "suicide dive to avoid capture" autopilot...
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Excellent news! The Commander wants me on a special mission! Apparently we're getting to use Ol' Coughy (The Transport with the engine that keeps stalling) and for some reason we're going into an area of the world marked in the records as "Absurdly Dangerous". Still, the Commander says it'll be fine, and I believe him!
NocrenLt Futz, Back in ActionNorth CarolinaRegistered Userregular
edited September 2008
*Peers though a pane of safety glass at the R&D labs where new and exciting weapons and explosives are being developed. The big guy places a hand, almost lovingly, on glass*
"Charlene... Soon. Soon, we will go out and I will show you a good time."
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AthenorBattle Hardened OptimistThe Skies of HiigaraRegistered Userregular
edited September 2008
Dear Journal:
This rock is a hulking waste of space. Here we are, the last remnants of humanity, with UFO's the way we came and the way we are going. All one can do, it seems, is to wait.. and pray.
I've never been one for waiting.
There's reports of a new anti-UFO squad starting up. They've already had a few run-ins, and it sounds like they have roughed up a couple countries pretty fucking bad. People are already starting to despise them. Me? Well.. I see them as a source of some entertainment. Something to break up the monotony. Plus, I hear talk of some truly ballsy men that will be our commanders. Something about 食べ物... Wait, that's not right.
Tomorrow, I take my first steps into combat boots. I'm heading down to the recruitment center to sign up. I don't expect to see action anytime soon. But they did mention a perk somewhat similar to immortality, so that has to be worth something, right?
I've been watching the vids, checking out the news... I'm a big guy, which will make me a big target. Hopefully my superiors will see this, and give me some shields to work with. I don't mind going in first. With that said, I do see some nice, pretty toys that I'd love to play with. I like the idea of being a pilot. If that isn't possible, there's always the mechanized divisions. Barring THAT (and much more likely), I have my eye on those massive guns they use for supressive fire. The sound they make is... cathartic, somehow, and reminds me of the old gangster videos I used to watch.
Nothing will make me happier than to be the metaphorical dragon, swooping in on the prey, unstoppable as it razes the landscape. Maybe then there will be some nice splotches of glowing color on this dump of a planet.
Right. Next mission needs to have RogueKnight, Carch, see317 and the other troublemakers on it. And make sure to send the transport that has "issues". And replace the "return to base" autopilot with the "suicide dive to avoid capture" autopilot...
Commander! I am unclear as to whether I am on the next mission, Sir!
I'm beginning to think I should have just been a regular doctor not a field medic, most of these guys are crazy, I think we have more a chance of getting killed from our friends then the aliens.
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MaddocI'm Bobbin Threadbare, are you my mother?Registered Userregular
edited September 2008
It takes a special kind of crazy to march out and shoot at aliens who have you both outnumbered and outgunned.
Fortunately we've got exactly that sort of crazy, along with a few other varieties, in abundance.
Wait.... if you're taking the TV and Nocren is taking the remote, what use would either one be.
The mind, it is perplexed.
What you have to realise is that the base has functionally become Barter Town.
A small note is added to the staff bulletin board
I have a box of notepads, all marked "From the desk of Commander Phoenix" if anyone wants, couldn't figure out where to send them. I'll be in the hanger driving the forklift. RK
Right. Next mission needs to have RogueKnight, Carch, see317 and the other troublemakers on it. And make sure to send the transport that has "issues". And replace the "return to base" autopilot with the "suicide dive to avoid capture" autopilot...
Commander! I am unclear as to whether I am on the next mission, Sir!
Well, I think it all depends on the next 24 hours really.
-Carch has broken the interrogation room and takes up valuable storage space in the hanger for his bunk
-I've destroyed half a science facility, one advanced tank, a box of sniper rifles and injured a Soldier (Sorry Carch) by dropping a priceless custom weapon (Sorry Nocren) on his head, and possibly given away all of the Commander's personal notepads (Will barter for useful stuff).
-see317 has caused Carch some *cough* discomfort in the interrogation room and is currently planning ways to expediate the death of his squad.
3 is a strange number for a squad, so if you annoy the commander in the next day or so I think you too could join the suicide squad. (If we survive though, we will be the ultimate A-Team :P) I suggest substituting a plasma weapon in the research department with a water pistol and see how long it takes the Science team to notice (Bonus - Free Plasma Pistol! - Nocren will pay a fortune for that!)
3 is a strange number for a squad, so if you annoy the commander in the next day or so I think you too could join the suicide squad. (If we survive though, we will be the ultimate A-Team :P) I suggest substituting a plasma weapon in the research department with a water pistol and see how long it takes the Science team to notice (Bonus - Free Plasma Pistol! - Nocren will pay a fortune for that!)
Hey, water pistols worked well enough in Signs.
These are the same kind of aliens, right?
And it should be noted, I didn't actually start the probulator when Carch was trying to sleep. I just mentioned that idea out loud in the cafetorium. It could have been anyone, really.
3 is a strange number for a squad, so if you annoy the commander in the next day or so I think you too could join the suicide squad. (If we survive though, we will be the ultimate A-Team :P) I suggest substituting a plasma weapon in the research department with a water pistol and see how long it takes the Science team to notice (Bonus - Free Plasma Pistol! - Nocren will pay a fortune for that!)
Hey, water pistols worked well enough in Signs.
These are the same kind of aliens, right?
And it should be noted, I didn't actually start the probulator when Carch was trying to sleep. I just mentioned that idea out loud in the cafetorium. It could have been anyone, really.
I repeat, we are now in Barter Town. Just be glad we aren't both forced into a giant dome to fight to our deaths.
I suggest substituting a plasma weapon in the research department with a water pistol and see how long it takes the Science team to notice (Bonus - Free Plasma Pistol! - Nocren will pay a fortune for that!)
Oh sure, it's the equivalent of a handheld nuke, BUT I'M TRYING TO COMPENSATE HERE!!!!
Wait..... I mean.... fuck it. Yeah, I want a big gun.
And you'll GET a big gun.Hopefully tommorow; I tried tonight but the laptop is acting funky and needs to be debugged (yes, Virginia, Intel mobile chips such so much they even have issues with TBS games)
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*bubble* ... *bubble* ... *smaller bubble*
I'm loving this LP.
I think us rookies are being hosed. I mean, that Corporal Food has been walking around rubbing it in our faces about how good he is. Apparently, he's going to be leading the command troops out from now on. Something about how he knows how to push troops to their limits. I don't know if coming back as a regurgitated mess of flesh and being reincarnated out of some strange test-tube qualifies as being pushed to their limits.
What I do know, is that my time to engage in battle is nearing. I've been polishing my rifle everyday, keeping it pristine for when all my VR sniper training comes into contact. However, judging from the amount of clones we've been seeing produced, I have a feeling that the VR training isn't up to par with the current situation. I mean... what sort of intelligent beings simply walk out into the open and get fired on. And how do I have a 100% accuracy rating in the VR training. A couple buddies of mine said the same thing. I overheard the lead IT guys at HQ talking once about the VR saying that it was outdated, but it sure boosted troop confidence. I wonder what that was all about.
Anyway... Peon Dignified Pauper signing out.
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Begin Log
That rat see317 is spreading the rumour I was smiling during the, dare I call it this, "Probulator Incident". Fact was that, if anything, I was smiling. The revenge I have planned for him is so magnificent, that even through the pain it made me happy to think of what see317 is going to go through. All we need is one captured alien...
Additional: I shall persevere next to the grenade crates despite having my head severely injured. That damn tankist RogueKnight- needs to learn to drive, and if it wasn't for the fact I was limping for several reasons I would've had a go at him.
End Log
Right. Next mission needs to have RogueKnight, Carch, see317 and the other troublemakers on it. And make sure to send the transport that has "issues". And replace the "return to base" autopilot with the "suicide dive to avoid capture" autopilot...
gurgle gurgle (
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glub gurgle bloop (kill everybody, take the glory for yourself)
bloop bloop glub gurgle (I think the commander shouldn't plan in here he thinks we don't hear him.)
gurgle bloop gurgle twitch (Seriously tired of being in this tube but I should be out soon if they mess up as bad as the first two missions, dumbasses.)
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Me on Twitch!
Begin Log
Excellent news! The Commander wants me on a special mission! Apparently we're getting to use Ol' Coughy (The Transport with the engine that keeps stalling) and for some reason we're going into an area of the world marked in the records as "Absurdly Dangerous". Still, the Commander says it'll be fine, and I believe him!
End Log
We also need to fix the plumbing
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"Charlene... Soon. Soon, we will go out and I will show you a good time."
This rock is a hulking waste of space. Here we are, the last remnants of humanity, with UFO's the way we came and the way we are going. All one can do, it seems, is to wait.. and pray.
I've never been one for waiting.
There's reports of a new anti-UFO squad starting up. They've already had a few run-ins, and it sounds like they have roughed up a couple countries pretty fucking bad. People are already starting to despise them. Me? Well.. I see them as a source of some entertainment. Something to break up the monotony. Plus, I hear talk of some truly ballsy men that will be our commanders. Something about 食べ物... Wait, that's not right.
Tomorrow, I take my first steps into combat boots. I'm heading down to the recruitment center to sign up. I don't expect to see action anytime soon. But they did mention a perk somewhat similar to immortality, so that has to be worth something, right?
I've been watching the vids, checking out the news... I'm a big guy, which will make me a big target. Hopefully my superiors will see this, and give me some shields to work with. I don't mind going in first. With that said, I do see some nice, pretty toys that I'd love to play with. I like the idea of being a pilot. If that isn't possible, there's always the mechanized divisions. Barring THAT (and much more likely), I have my eye on those massive guns they use for supressive fire. The sound they make is... cathartic, somehow, and reminds me of the old gangster videos I used to watch.
Nothing will make me happier than to be the metaphorical dragon, swooping in on the prey, unstoppable as it razes the landscape. Maybe then there will be some nice splotches of glowing color on this dump of a planet.
*Has no thoughts yet since is going through the stages of cloning*
Hey... Who's leg do you have to hump to get a map of the globe around here?
"Back":
"Top"
"Bottom"
Commander! I am unclear as to whether I am on the next mission, Sir!
Waltzin' Matilda, waltzin' Matilda... BAM You'll come a-waltzin' Matilda with me...
I'm beginning to think I should have just been a regular doctor not a field medic, most of these guys are crazy, I think we have more a chance of getting killed from our friends then the aliens.
End Log
Fortunately we've got exactly that sort of crazy, along with a few other varieties, in abundance.
I'm polishing my rifle. So when I die my friend can take it and shoot some aliens.
I call dibs on the stereo.
+++++Begin Transmission+++++
3 Kills! 3 fucking kills!
...
3! Kills! 3 Kills! 3 whole kills! 3 of them!
+++++End Transmission+++++
++++End Personal Log++++
Dibs on the remote.
Doomed. DOOMED WE ARE!
The mind, it is perplexed.
I shoot things and things die. Like what I see on TV...
Ohhhhh.
Huh.
What you have to realise is that the base has functionally become Barter Town.
Open a stationary/writing supplies store on-base. I'll make a killing!
Well, I guess if we capture any more aliens we can eat the meat and render their blood down into ink for you to sell. That was the idea, right?
Or is that some other Alien? Hmmm?
Oh.
So they're prosthetic balls.
You poor, poor man.
A small note is added to the staff bulletin board
I have a box of notepads, all marked "From the desk of Commander Phoenix" if anyone wants, couldn't figure out where to send them. I'll be in the hanger driving the forklift. RK
Well, I think it all depends on the next 24 hours really.
-Carch has broken the interrogation room and takes up valuable storage space in the hanger for his bunk
-I've destroyed half a science facility, one advanced tank, a box of sniper rifles and injured a Soldier (Sorry Carch) by dropping a priceless custom weapon (Sorry Nocren) on his head, and possibly given away all of the Commander's personal notepads (Will barter for useful stuff).
-see317 has caused Carch some *cough* discomfort in the interrogation room and is currently planning ways to expediate the death of his squad.
3 is a strange number for a squad, so if you annoy the commander in the next day or so I think you too could join the suicide squad. (If we survive though, we will be the ultimate A-Team :P) I suggest substituting a plasma weapon in the research department with a water pistol and see how long it takes the Science team to notice (Bonus - Free Plasma Pistol! - Nocren will pay a fortune for that!)
These are the same kind of aliens, right?
And it should be noted, I didn't actually start the probulator when Carch was trying to sleep. I just mentioned that idea out loud in the cafetorium. It could have been anyone, really.
I repeat, we are now in Barter Town. Just be glad we aren't both forced into a giant dome to fight to our deaths.
Handmade Jewelry by me on EtsyGames for sale
Me on Twitch!
Oh sure, it's the equivalent of a handheld nuke, BUT I'M TRYING TO COMPENSATE HERE!!!!
Wait..... I mean.... fuck it. Yeah, I want a big gun.