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05-27-2011, 12:00 AM | #12091 |
Pink Pony Commander
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Cobra Soldier
Hurt Dr. Link Talbot -2
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05-27-2011, 12:00 AM | #12092 |
^No Step^
Join Date: Nov 2008
Location: Argentina
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Action Force SWAT lvl2
Shield 4
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05-27-2011, 12:00 AM | #12093 |
Knight of Spear
Join Date: Jan 2008
Location: Helheim Forest
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Talisman
G.I. Joe SWAT Shield +4 "Lay on the hurt boys! No one gets past us!" The response of "Yo Joe" from Talisman's fellow operators was loud enough to drown out the thunder of gunfire from all around the battlefield.
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05-27-2011, 12:00 AM | #12094 |
Retired Viper
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Location: Markham, ON
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bandonov
Cobra Combat Medic Heal Sludge-Viper +4
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05-27-2011, 12:00 AM | #12095 |
Rick Hunter
Join Date: Sep 2008
Location: MIA
Posts: 21,852
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GI Joe Leader
Hurt Toxo-Viper -2 |
05-27-2011, 12:00 AM | #12096 |
Banned
Join Date: Oct 2008
Location: Liverpool, Pennsylvania
Posts: 12,546
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***** 12 Hours Earlier *****
He rolled over in his hooch and wiped the beads of flop sweat off his brow. The hot spring sun was pouring in through the loose wooden slats that made up the walls of the make-shift barracks. There was stirring next to him in the bunk and his hand immediately slid under his pillow to the cocked Beretta 9mm concealed there. The gin soaked memories started to return to him and he winced as he pulled back the covers. “Please don’t let her be a wildebeest.” “Thank god.” He breathed a sigh of relief. She was as good looking now as when they had stumbled back from the Cantina the night before, and she wasn’t dead, which was always a plus after the bender he had been on. “One dead hooker and they court marshal your ass right out of the Army.” He spoke out loud but to no one in particular but himself. There was only a slight tone of bitterness in his voice. “I’m not even sure I killed her.” Coke is one hell of a drug. Flint071 reached for the bar stool that acted as his nightstand and poured a splash of Johnny Walker Red into a less than filthy glass. Sitting up, he downed the harsh liquor and gritted his teeth while it burnt the entire way down his throat. “That’ll do.” Donning his Aviators ,taking his Beretta and a another shot of whiskey he padded to the rickety door and stepped out into the morning sun where he could look out over the Mercenaries encampment. Some of the guys were out on patrol, others returning from their nightly duties looking rather battle worn. Another sip from the Johnny Walker and he was feeling almost human, or as close as he got. From behind him, he felt her soft hands run down his back and the remnants of her perfume wafted across his nose. She then pressed a sealed manila folder against his chest. “Special Orders from UG, Flint.” The thick Spanish accent from the night before was gone as she spoke. Flint thought for a moment he detected a slightly Middle Eastern accent. A wicked smile crossed his face as he took the packet and watched her saunter off down the trail. “UG does know how to issue an order.” *************************** ***** The here and now ***** They were keeping the chopper held together with duct tape and wishful thinking. Four days of action and the little bird had taken its fair share of small arms fire. The controls were a little loose and the warning light cluster had been lighting up like a Christmas tree. That was until Flint had decided to pull the fuse all together disabling the annoying flickering lights. No sense in worrying about something you can’t do a damn thing about. He patted the twelve gauge that was tucked in the cockpit with him and pushed the stick forward diving from the night sky. The night air cut through his flight jacket and the surge of adrenaline refreshed him, all ill-effects of a night of wine, women and song (or in his particular case, beer, hookers and blow) forgotten. “Flint071 engaging…… bringing the rain.” ________________________________________ Flint071 Action Force Pilot Level 0 Hurt Iron Anvil Silvermane -4 |
05-27-2011, 12:01 AM | #12097 |
Drummer Viper
Join Date: Feb 2009
Location: Texas
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Cobra Combat Medic
Heal Sludge Viper +4 |
05-27-2011, 12:01 AM | #12098 |
Ninja Commando
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G.I.Joe Demolitions Hurt Toxo-Viper -4
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05-27-2011, 12:02 AM | #12099 |
Broca Beach Realtor
Join Date: Oct 2008
Location: Broca Beach
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ACtion force soldier level 0
hurt GR Commando -2
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05-27-2011, 12:03 AM | #12100 |
Randy Butternubs
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