My nickname in the regiment was blade *i turn around and im wearing the famed maroon beret with the para wings and i grasp shadows. i then turn to schrod>>1947853* He-he was me
1948923 *throws bottle* "There I just made it.You know i never run out of 'Vodka' never do it's a ;ittle weird cause how i don't make it sometimes yet it's there kinda freaky."
1948964 "It could be the gremlins that follow me though i didn't teach them how to make my brew." (It could also be those damn fairy hippies following me giving me my own brew i'll find you damn fairy hippies someday)
1949015 *raises (eyebrow?)* "Just remember this you can't run a fast your genitals are in a easier position to hit,probably just as easy to get drunk,you have smaller lungs and you can't eat grass"
i hated that craving for eating grass and now i can digest meat properly and every three fucking weeks i dont get the urge to go AWOL and find some random mare for christs sake
1949040 "Wow you were a mare estrus only affects mares the scent from their you know makes a stallion go crazy.Besides that shit never effects me must be in my blood."
ehh what ever least i dont have to deal with it no more and meat dosent keep slipping about in my mouth.....*i drink some more of the vodka* which reminds me....want to do some hunting?
*i walk up to the armourer and ask for the L115A2 and all the targets be set up at max distance with a slight movement. i lay down and extend the bipod and watch the targets move* nice and steady rememeber what they taught you at sniper school *i exhale and hold my breathe and gently squeeze the trigger and see the vapor trail extend towards the target* not a kill shot but a hit none the less
(I enter and find my M107A1 with night vision optics, and go to the cubical and set the distance to a thousand meters and fire. The bullet hits right above center mass but blows half the target off)
1948242
My nickname in the regiment was blade *i turn around and im wearing the famed maroon beret with the para wings and i grasp shadows. i then turn to schrod>>1947853* He-he was me
1948358 (you stalker!!! )
1948470
( what can i say im taking the same route as lilith )
PS.JK THIS IS A MAJOR JK
1948489 (i am aware) (I know it is a JK)
1948500
(shudders* id never go that far on with the RP anyone?)
1948358>>1948470 (Ok i'm back) "So Jason how do you do?"
1948906
S-still a bit shaken....ya got any whiskey flavoured vodka?
1948923 *throws bottle* "There I just made it.You know i never run out of 'Vodka' never do it's a ;ittle weird cause how i don't make it sometimes yet it's there kinda freaky."
1948945
maybe you got some little followers buddy *i say as i flick the cap off and start to chug the drink*
1948964 "It could be the gremlins that follow me though i didn't teach them how to make my brew." (It could also be those damn fairy hippies following me giving me my own brew i'll find you damn fairy hippies someday)
1948988
maybe maybe but i tell you what being human again is great being a pony is no offence annoying
1949015 *raises (eyebrow?)* "Just remember this you can't run a fast your genitals are in a easier position to hit,probably just as easy to get drunk,you have smaller lungs and you can't eat grass"
1949033
i hated that craving for eating grass and now i can digest meat properly and every three fucking weeks i dont get the urge to go AWOL and find some random mare for christs sake
1949040 "Wow you were a mare estrus only affects mares the scent from their you know makes a stallion go crazy.Besides that shit never effects me must be in my blood."
1949056
ehh what ever least i dont have to deal with it no more and meat dosent keep slipping about in my mouth.....*i drink some more of the vodka* which reminds me....want to do some hunting?
1949073 "Sure. Shadow are you coming with me and Jason?"
1948500
1949089
(dont think his on mate) right im heading to the armour to pick me up a M40A2 with a silencer on it
1949147 "I'm going to get a crossbow i don't want lead in my meat.I want steel"
1949154
thats why i aim for the head id never eat that part
1949165 "Need a knife?"
1949172
got my Ka-bar remember *i slide it out of its sheath on my belt* may not be big but it does the job
1949198 "it better do it well. let's go"
1949207
trust me this little boy has served me well (should we put a thread labeled hunting grounds?)
1949215 (Let's)
*i walk up to the armourer and ask for the L115A2 and all the targets be set up at max distance with a slight movement. i lay down and extend the bipod and watch the targets move* nice and steady rememeber what they taught you at sniper school *i exhale and hold my breathe and gently squeeze the trigger and see the vapor trail extend towards the target* not a kill shot but a hit none the less
(I enter and find my M107A1 with night vision optics, and go to the cubical and set the distance to a thousand meters and fire. The bullet hits right above center mass but blows half the target off)