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- >You take deep breath.
- >You adjust your helmet, and bite your lip.
- >Then you close the visor.
- >You look down to your hands, which are armored to the very joint.
- >The thin breast plate rings when you knock on it.
- >Classic mix of ceramics and what people called ‘plastic’.
- >But this was no usual bendy straws, no sirrie.
- >It was tough enough to block a shot, but light enough for you to jump around.
- >For one, you were no super soldier.
- >You clutch onto your standard issue Twilight Firmware rifle, its purple surface reflecting the dim lights of the dropship.
- >Pilot:”Touching down, ten minutes.”
- >Anon1:”About fucking time.”
- >He’s wearing the same standard issue armor, but he was holding a different rifle.
- >A closer look reveals its origins.
- >LunaCorp.
- >He had the middle-range rifle, the most common of its kind.
- >The rifle had a navy blue spray, small glitters dressing its sleek surface.
- >On its body, you could notice the silver linings gilding it.
- >Anon1:”The fuck you looking at?”
- >You point at the gun.
- ”LunaCorp?”
- >He smiles.
- >A1:”Hell yeah.”
- >Then you notice the blue cloth piece tied to his arm.
- >Blue?
- >You look at your own arm, and see the red sash.
- >Different colors?
- >P:”Anon, your stop is here.”
- >The two of you stand.
- “Me?”
- >P:”The one with the blue cloth.”
- >The door slides down, forming a ramp for the other soldier to jump out.
- >He silently jumps out, only to be greeted by other soldiers like him.
- >You swore you heard someone shout ‘party’.
- >You clutch onto your rifle.
- >It was a very simple design, only made for the sake of efficiency.
- >It wasn’t exactly ugly, but skeletal.
- >It only had armor on the important parts.
- >That corporation really has a ‘No bullshit’ rule.
- >At least this rifle let you watch the inner workings of the mechanism.
- >P:”Your stop.”
- >The ramp lowers, and you jump out.
- >Then you hear a shot fired.
- >Lulz:”Suck on that, fuckers!”
- >The soldier laughs.
- >???:”Ow!”
- >A distant cry echoes the valley.
- >He squints his eyes, and looks far off.
- >Lulz:”SORRY!”
- >He waves.
- >You step out, as the ship leaves.
- >The base was more of a bunker, few covers here and there.
- >There was a hole right on top for anyone to jump in.
- >The hole led to the base floor, and you could see the Red flag inside, waving about.
- >How is that even possible?
- >They don’t even-
- >Lulz:”Hey!” Someone taps your back.
- >From the shadows of his hood, you can’t make out any facial expressions.
- >You’re guessing he’s happy.
- >Lulz:”Sup?” he asks, holding out a hand.
- >Why is he wearing a red bandana?
- >Techy:”HEY!” Another sniper chimes in, tapping your other shoulder.
- >What is this, hugbox?
- >He’s holding a pure white rifle, embroidered with golden markings.
- >EVERYWHERE.
- >It was quite a beauty of a rifle, and it looked expensive as hell.
- >Lulz:”Techy, is this the new recruit we’re getting today?”
- >Techy:”Looks like it, Lulz, why don’t we ask the boss?”
- >The duo leads the way, going down the ramp on the side of the base.
- >This ‘Lulz’ guy is ignoring his helmet.
- >He has the standard gas mask on, and only a hood.
- >A GODDAMN HOOD
- >How will he survive concussions to the head?
- >He barely has armor.
- >And with that bandana.
- >He has a sniper rifle strapped to his back, looks like this is LunaCorp as well.
- >At least Techy over here have some decency to wear a helmet.
- >And then, you hear mad laughing.
- >Another of them, you think.
- >He’s holding a large flame-thrower, chasing a chicken.
- >His dark armor has flames painted on it.
- >Lulz:”That’s Rune.” One of the two points.
- >’Rune’ kicks down the small animal, and unleashes hell.
- >You hear the wheezing noise of fire going off, enveloping the chicken.
- >He cackles, before examining his work.
- >He then takes off his helmet, and takes a sip of water.
- >Wait, that’s no water.
- >That’s vodka.
- >He then pours the rest of the content over the burning chicken, and goes in for round two.
- >He then turns to you and smile, giving thumbs up.
- >Rune:”Dinner is served.”
- >Wuten:”GODDAMMIT, RUNE!”
- >Another soldier comes out of the base.
- >He’s holding a plate of pasta.
- >Wuten:”How is *that* going to go with this?”
- >He points at the carcass of the chicken.
- >Rune simply shrugs.
- >Rune:”I added alcohol to make it taste better.”
- >Then the chicken let out a dying cock.
- >Everyone jumps.
- >Pretty much everyone:”HOLY SHIT KILL IT, KILL IT WITH FIRE”
- >Rune grins and lets out another torrent of flames.
- >The soldier then drops his pasta and runs to the chicken, and kicks it away.
- >It flies to the background.
- >Everyone wipes tears and salute the flying chicken.
- >You are dumbstruck.
- “What. The. FUUUUUUUUUU”
- >Pale slapped his helmet.
- >He even prepared a party and all.
- >Not again, Gadget.
- >Pale:“gajit, pls.”
- >Gadget:”Fak you pell, I do what I want.”
- >He then proceeded to flash the newbie.
- >Not with his hairy man-nipples, but with his weapon.
- >He had Magic-Trix’-magic weapon, which was more of an over-powered flashlight with tazers.
- >Just like its creator, all show- no game.
- >Then Gadget shot the tazer at the newbie.
- >Pale:“Gadget, NO!”
- >The new guy shook rapidly, before his muscles started to spasm.
- >Pale also smelled urine and fecal matters.
- >Bracing himself, he put on his helmet.
- >He then poked the guy with a stick.
- >Pale:“Buddy, you alright?”
- >Overlord came along, cleaning his Apple-family shotgun.
- >Overlord:”Hey guys, what do we- HOLY SHIT”
- >Gadget flashed the guy one more time.
- >Pale slapped Gadget’s helmet, and poked him again.
- >Overlord:”What the hell is that?”
- >Overlord aimed his weapon at the twitching mess of a human.
- >The three stared the guy down.
- >Overlord:”Why did he lose his shit?”
- >Pale:“Who, Gadget, or the newbie?”
- >Overlord:”Both.”
- >Then the guy gurgled, and moved his arm.
- >The three screamed in unison, and jumped backwards.
- >Overlord fired his weapon to the guy, in shock.
- >Gadget:”That was a fucking zombie!”
- >Pale:“What.”
- >Overlord:”DIE ZOMBIE.”
- >Overlord fired more shots to the dead man.
- >Pale sighed.
- >Why couldn’t he have picked the Red team?
- >He drags the body to the massive pile far away.
- >He then takes out a list and crosses a name.
- >That was the fifth this week.
- >This just can’t get any-
- >He felt a sharp pain on his leg.
- >Lulz:”Suck on that, fuckers!”
- >Pale:“Ow!”
- >He clutches his leg.
- >Lulz:”SORRY.”
- >Damn those Reds.
- >Somewhere in the base, Scooter wakes up in sweat.
- >He rubs his temples, and stares at his gloves.
- >Another chicken…
- >He grabbed his weapon, a looked it over.
- >No, it wasn’t a chicken.
- >The orange rifle was pretty much standard design, expect it had a tube where people could feed items and fire it.
- >Yes, it was a gimmick.
- >The tube wasn’t even big, it could only fit an-
- >Egg.
- >That’s where the joke came along.
- >It was, in all actualities, Twilight’s rifle, just repainted, and given a useless addition.
- >Brainhorn was already up, putting on the armor.
- >Brainhorn:”Another one, Scoots?”
- >Scooter:”Y-yeah.”
- >Brainhorn:”I don’t even-“
- >A charred carcass of a chicken flies through the hold on the ceiling, lands on Scooter’s lap.
- >Scooter jumps and screams like a girl.
- >Brainhorn turns around, and screams too.
- >Scooter:”God, this is good.”
- >Scooter bites into the leg.
- >Brainhorn:”It’s well done, no blood at all.”
- >Brainhorn takes a bite.
- ~Day 1
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