SFC Fucketh Faceth: cLeAR a PatH
Alpha Engineer: not paying attention
Tank: Destroys FOB barricades
Every other Engineer:
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SFC Fucketh Faceth: cLeAR a PatH
Alpha Engineer: not paying attention
Tank: Destroys FOB barricades
Every other Engineer:
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Mps mark him for arrest, he called the so a baldie
:u Bravo spec needs rocket ammo, please respond
Everyone things dont look to good lets evac.
:v Command everythings actually really holding really well cancel the evac.
5min later
:v Command we can't even fit everyone and all our shit onto the alamo at the same time. Even with the evac going we're still holding the line, can the evac please.
5min later
:v Command the alamo still hasnt taken off and our first line of cades is down but still even with almost everyone in the alamo we're still holding please cancel the evac we dont need to leave.
5min later
:v Command, we've lost the second line of cades, but theres almost nothing pushing us. Theres just three of us on each flank at most holding, we totally dont need to evac, just order a counter attack from the dropship and we can turn this around.
5min later
:v COMMAND. PLEASE. I BEG OF YOU. Things arent looking great out here now but it's a man power issue NOT a enemy force issue. Get the men jerking themselves off OUT of the alamo PLEASE.
MP's arrest that SL for insub when he gets back up here.
Alamo takes off
:v COMMAND YOU FUCKED US. WE WERE DOING SO WELL. WHAT THE FUCK WAS THE POINT OF THAT HOLY SHIT. WE'VE GOT SO MANY UNWOUNDED MEN HERE AHHHHHHHHHHHHH
30min later
Thus ends the story of the USS Almayer in:
The most boring marine major as xenos limp dick smash shuttle into ship and all die to massive fuck off swarm of baldies.
The end
Chen "Disco" West, Proud recipient of the "Realest Nigga on the Bloc" Award.
My Dossier, it's good. Trust me. Read it.
Secondary Objective: Stay Safe, Stick Together, Kick the ass of anything that might need an ass kicking. If you find any booze bring it up to CIC for me please.
Not everyone who lost their life on Space Nam' died there. Not everyone who came home from Space Nam' ever left there.
Delta SL: We need a supply drop now. Coords: 420 Latitude 669 Longitude
Staff Officer: Coordinates are locked in! Firing.
Delta SL: Wait hold on, I said supply drop, not-
The deck of the USS Almayer shudders as the orbital cannon opens fire on the colony!
You just obed the synth and medics
Alpha does not follow orders...
Community Mentor
11-14-2019
:e CE I'm cryoing
Fucking baldies.