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- Harbinger: Blake
- > You are a quiet guy
- > It has been a while since you joined the 7th unit of ENFF
- > You prefer to work alone
- > But, Drake has you training rookies often
- > Fortunately the latest trainee has completed his regiment last month
- > His crash course in a major sorties was rough
- > He'll learn eventually
- > No mercy, no pity, no hesitation
- > The best you can do is give the EOS ferals a quick death
- > Not all of your team agrees
- > But, you don't have to work with Jayce
- > Today however your RV is busy
- > Five smaller herds eliminated already
- > Two large herds are going to collide in a nearby neighborhood
- > The assessment unit has them at 150 and 100 fluffies
- > Apparently they aren't eliminate on sight, but they need to be broken up
- > A unique task
- > You have unique skills
- > After spending time as a marine sniper in Desertistan you have gained deadly precision
- > But, lost an eye in the process
- > A dull pain passes over the right side of your scarred face as you remember the event
- > Desertistan, city of Somewheresia
- > An insurgent sniper has your marines pinned down out there
- > You scan the buildings and spot the flash of a muzzle
- > The wall four inches from your face explodes into dust
- > You fire the test shot
- > Your spotter calculates the adjustment in a second
- > As you line up the second shot you see the flash
- > Then you pull the trigger sending hot lead down range
- > A fraction of a second too late
- > The lens shatters spraying your eye with shrapnel
- > Miraculously sparing your life
- > Your shooting eye however is taken
- > The enemy sniper is not so lucky
- > But, your sniping days are over
- > Back in the states you receive a heroes welcome
- > Medals, gratitude of a nation, interviews, even a Discovery channel special
- > Doesn't help that you can no longer fire your rifle
- > With the right side of your face destroyed a standard rifle is unusable
- > After hundreds of hours of practice you are able to fire left handed
- > Being ambidextrous helps, but it's different
- > Even with training you are unable to return to battle
- > The only place you feel home
- > You first dominate the range
- > Then the predators in the States, Canada, Mexico
- > Out to Africa, South America, Far East, Australia
- > You traveled the world hunting and living it up
- > But, the money runs out
- > Government covers living expenses, and the TV deals last for a while
- > But, world hopping isn't cheap
- > And you are now practically living on the streets
- > Aside from your custom rifle and some remaining rounds you're destitute
- > You can't believe a month ago you were in the outback fighting off snakes and wild dogs
- > Now the US government has need of your skills again
- > Unfortunately it's not the work you had in mind
- > The job is humiliating
- > The best training the US government can buy and years of hunting experience
- > All to cull fluffy pony herds
- > Where did you go so wrong?
- > Well, not much that can be done about it you need the money
- > Your RV moves out radio squawking
- > "ENFF-E7 2, ENFF-E7 2 you are to head to Snores town. Two herds are converging they are DOS. If unable EOS."
- "Roger E7 control I'm on my way"
- > DOS disperse on sight
- > A difficult job, if you make even one mistake the herd could become unstable and require extermination
- > It requires finesse to split up a herd without making it hunker down
- > And, a .308 rifle is the perfect precision tool for the job
- > The herds are each run by a smarty friend and without them they often break up
- > But, a herd can be rallied by a new smarty if proper fear isn't instilled
- > They need to scatter not hunker
- > If they see you they face you, and you have to wipe them out
- > You arrive at the neighborhood in question and immediately see signs of fluffy infestation
- > Corpses in garbage cans, some knocked over trash spread with crying bloated fluffies munching on the garbage
- > "Why fwuffy bwoffa big? Nuu mommah! Tummie huwty, I eat nummies tummy nuu huwty..."
- > They will need to be properly disposed of if a fire hazard is to be avoided
- > The fluffy judgment squad has pioneered the study and removal of gassed fluffies
- > Nasty side effects of methane overload in the body
- > Can't shit, can't stop eating due to stomach pains thinking they are hungry, they bloat and bacteria in their bodies swell the ponies to dam size
- > If they don't die from internal injuries they could be killed in fire and explode into flames
- > Fires spread easily
- > They will need collars
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