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originally posted in:Neo Punks
12/11/2015 3:41:54 AM
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"Wait, what?! Um, maybe we should have this conversation [i]away[/i] from the guns, yeah?"
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"Chill, he was homeless and I was getting him off the streets, back lines."
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"Well, for the record, I still don't approve of child soldiers. Ever."
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"And you approve of me having 18 year olds off the street, maybe working at the mess hall and hour a day?
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"Better than child soldiers."
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"They're in the base away from the combat and drug dealers and shit, living a happy life. We also provide education and food, shelter and entertainment. And no, I do not mean underbase entertainment."
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"Well…I suppose that's a better situation. I still don't like it, though."
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"Rather than have them starve on the streets, falling into gangs or prostitution on a daily basis in order to live? I'd rather recruit than let die"
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"Ok!! You win!"
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"Alright." [b]He says, loading his rifle. [/b] "well, looks like it's a bad time to be a civvy at the base, as we are nearing the monthly party. I'll give you the advice; leave for a bit" [b]He says, duck taping snother mag to the bottom. [/b]
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"Monthly party?"
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"Every month, soldiers with birthdays this month have a party for them. Boosts moralel
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"Ok. And where would I go?"
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"Hell if I know, barracks, R&R center, underbase, out of the base, anywhere. We hold it in the mess hall"
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"I'd go with off the base. But I've actually been meaning to ask you something. What are your kids like?"
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"Well, there's Natalie; depression, and playful. Then there's Alexandra; complete hoe, with a fun personality. I went to visit after a few days and she's already banged someone! I'll have Lopez watching over her, because my other generals are liable to either join or dismember both people"
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"Why so little about Natalie?"
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"I never knew I had her, and had to flee my city before her birth, as a gang wanted me dead. She just came back lately."
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"You were in a gang."
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"Born into it. Left at 18 after shit went down, and years later they become my elite guard of the NWH. In fact, got about 2 aiming right at you now" [b]He says, chuckling. [/b]
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Her eyes go wide and she swings her head around, trying to find them.
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[b]He laughs, and 2 men in all black swarm over, from JT's house[/b] "Nanocytes, impeccable aim" [b]He says, gesturing to ones L96A1 sniper, all black[/b]
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"What the -blam!-, JT?!"
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"I tell them to stand down with soldiers, but you're technically a civilian" [b]Hw says with a chuckle[/b]
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"Call them off, dammit!!"
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"Foxtrot actual, foxtrot 2, stand down!" [b]He commands, and they lower the snipers simultaneously, saluting with their trigger hands[/b]
