originally posted in:The New Dojo
"Excellent works Simmons. Grif, next time fight the damn thing!"
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"Right. Risk my own life to fight a giant beast so you survive. Sure Sarge. Whatever you say"
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"Good man Simmons! I mean Uh Grif. Now, Donut, can you get Reinforcements?"
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Edited by DilapidatedLion: 10/6/2016 11:09:14 AM"You mean those things you put on paper when the holes rip? I don't know why you would need them, but I'm always prepared Sarge!" [spoiler]I won't be able to reply soon because I have school, so sorry but we can continue later![/spoiler]
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[b]Sarge sighs. [/b] "Okay Donut..."
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"Umm Donut, I think he meant radio for backup." "But my radio broke remember? You guys never even let me use it either." "That's because you only used it to buy infomercial products. There's still a bunch of unopened crates at the base. Speaking of bases, what do you think the blues are up to?" "Oh no! We left the bases unattended with the blues still there! Dammit Grif you had one job!"
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"It's national blame Grif for everything today? By God I forgot!"
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[spoiler]I wrote something new so you can reply to it. It's the one where they all wake up in different rooms just so you know.[/spoiler]
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"Why is it always me?" [b]Sarge pulls out a shotgun.[/b] "Get over here Grif!" "No get the hell away from me!" [b]Sarge chases Grif through the forest until Grif runs into something.[/b] "OW! What the hell?" "Grif you piece of....what is that?" "I think it's what was chasing us." [b]Simmons and Donut catch up to Sarge and Grif[/b] "Grif are you okay? Umm, is that the troll?" "Yeah. Why is it stone?" "Remember I told you it turns to stone if it comes into contact with sunlight?" "What? Oh yeah, sure Simmons. Whatever." "Well we should probably head back and report this now?" [b]8 squads of black armored soldiers appear[/b] "Freeze! You're all in violation of section 31 rule 529." "What's that?" "We ask the questions here! Now come with us. Squads 5 and 6 stay here and clean up this mess. No evidence."
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"Oh God my head hurts. Sarge? Grif? Anyone?" [b]Everyone wakes up in different rooms, all asking the same question. [i]Where are we?[/i][/b]
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[spoiler]My bee [/spoiler] "The hell?! Simmons! Grif? DONUT!"
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[b]The door opens and 2 armed men walk in followed by a man who appears to be a scientist. He has some sort of injection in his hand.[/b] "Uh. Just do you know, I've never been fond of getting shot. Even less fond of the medical kind."
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[b]Sarge backs up into a wall, raisin his fist a cuffs [/b]
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Edited by DilapidatedLion: 10/11/2016 4:51:44 PM[b]The music can be heard off in the distance.[/b] https://youtu.be/uZS0WIQI7UU "What's that sound?" "If that as what I think it is, you better brace yourselves" [b]The warthog crashes through the wall[/b] "Sarge get in!" "Never! I won't let myself get captured by a blue!" "Oh for God's sake just get in the puma." "What the hell did you just call it?" [b]They drove off away from the facility.[/b]
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[b]The man approached him. He was bald, dark-skinned, and had bright blue eyes.[/b] "There's no need to worry. I'm here to help you." "Who are you?" "That's not important. All you need to know is that I work for the director." "The director? Isn't he dead?" "Technically yes. But he made an AI duplicate of himself and put it into a machine body before he died."
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"What in the hell?"
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Edited by DilapidatedLion: 10/11/2016 4:45:59 PM"Please don't be alarmed. I'm trying to help you. Please understand." "I hope you understand these...What the hell?" "We had to restrain you since we were worried you wouldn't trust us. At least that won't be a problem soon. We needed more soldiers, but most of them left the project. That's why we introduced Project B0H1. It doesn't have an official name yet. Why am I even telling you this? Well. Time for injection." "What? Noooo......"