RASERIX VICEROY has had enough of the games, but instead of killing himself like a beta male, he joins the USMC to become a badass so powerful and relentless that even life itself fears him. Winding up in Equestria will put him to the test.
Yeaa naw homie that aint happening, i dont know if you've ever meet a drill Sargent, but youre not going to beat one of those guys no matter how big you are homie, most of the ones ive meet are black belts in Marine corps martial arts (which is a mix of all kinds of crazy shit) so no fucking way are you even geting close to beating one of them, another thing if your gonna be a degenerate and attack a drill Sargent during boot camp your geting court marshalled no special forces unit wants a idiot like that. I havent even read the story yet cause i fucken cringed so hard at the stupidity of the first few lines, and to clarify im not some dick who likes to comment on the military, i have legitimate experience and hate when pepole dont look into the subject of the marine corps, i love em, and am on track to become one i actually ship out for marine boot camp soon and have spent the last 4 years with some absolute units, for instance my sargent major was the leader of Marsoc, fuckin unit even at 50 he could beat the shit out of anyone he met, man was crazy. ALSO WHAT THE FUCK IN AINT NO WAY YOU SAID "i PlaYed MoTerN warFarE im reAdY for THe marines" like fuck no your not. Like i have no problem with power fantasy's but for christ sake stop shiting on the marine corps. Fuck. (Edit: i just read it, im going to disregard the fact that an apache is not used for troop transport, in favor for the fact that you called a P90 A FUCKING MACHINE GUN GOD DAMNIT UGGHHH) Edit 2 : i read what you have so far. . .... ..... i hate i atleast thought maybe it would get better, but i found myself gagging at all the bullshit.) Well now i feel like an idiot, i just found out this is a trollfic and god damn did it work.
I am an eight-year combat veteran of the Marine Corps. I joined in 1984, did tours in Honduras, Desert Storm, and other places I can't name. It is painfully obvious from reading this one chapter you have no fucking clue what it means to serve in the military, let alone the Marine Corps.
First of all, boot camp is in three phases. First phase is to acclimate you from being a raw civilian to the process of becoming a Marine. This involves grueling physical exercise and intense mental discipline. I don't care how buff you were before you joined the Service, you simply are not prepared for the physical training you'll be put through. I saw many men built like Rambo who washed out because they lacked the endurance to make it, and I saw many beanpoles, that looked like they'd never worked out a day in their lives (I was one of them) struggle through and make it.
Second phase is more intense training. As bad as it was for First phase, they up the stakes times ten for Second. This is when they begin the forced marches, the weapons training, and the close-order drills. You're being trained to no longer think as an individual but as part of a unit. Anyone, anyone, who shows they're still an "individual" (which is the worst insult one can be called at this stage) is finally rejected from the service.
Third phase is a bit more relaxed. By now, your body has been conditioned to the physical, and your mind has been sharpened. You are no longer a civilian: you have been once and FOREVER changed to be a Marine. Then, and only then, have you earned the right to wear the Eagle, Globe, and Anchor, and have ingrained in your heart the motto: Semper Fidelis.
Your protagonist would have been arrested and kicked out of service. Not the first day, because you have him "beating up his DIs." Drill Instructors aren't assigned until the third day you've been there. That's after three days of no sleep, military food, buzzcuts, and uniform issues. The purpose of boot camp is to make you a soldier, someone whom the other soldiers can trust their lives to, and a psychopath like your protagonist would not only get himself killed, he'd take everyone else with him. So he would never earn the right to be a Marine.
Another thing. You mention he was assigned to "Special Ops." That only happens AFTER you've proved yourself to be competent, and in the Marine Corps it's not called Special Ops, it's called Force Recon. A mere private fresh out of boot camp would never be assigned to an elite organization like Force Recon. There's a rank requirement, as well as needing recommendations from superior officers, and those take time. Your protagonist hasn't even learned how to handle an M16 yet, how could he be trusted to use the special weapons and tactics needed for an Elite? And forget the stupid idea of a civilian "kicking the ass" of a Marine Corps Drill Instructor. In reality, he would have tried to throw a punch, it would have been easily countered by ONE DI, and his ass would have been in the brig before he could blink.
This is what happens when your entire knowledge of the military comes from playing video games. You're ignorant, and you have absolutely no understanding of what it means to be a Marine. When you're old enough, put down the controller and try to enlist. IF you can pass the ASVAB, and make it through MEPS, it will remain to be seen if you can pass boot camp. If by some miracle you do, then and only then can you write this story.
11055955 Don’t go hard on him, he prob has never had military experience in his life. He has no idea what is supposed to happen. That message in my eyes implies that you think everyone knows all about UMSC training. We don’t.
Now, I never joined the military, but I'm 2,000% certain video games couldn't possibly prepare you for hour one in the Marine Corps.
Yeaa naw homie that aint happening, i dont know if you've ever meet a drill Sargent, but youre not going to beat one of those guys no matter how big you are homie, most of the ones ive meet are black belts in Marine corps martial arts (which is a mix of all kinds of crazy shit) so no fucking way are you even geting close to beating one of them, another thing if your gonna be a degenerate and attack a drill Sargent during boot camp your geting court marshalled no special forces unit wants a idiot like that. I havent even read the story yet cause i fucken cringed so hard at the stupidity of the first few lines, and to clarify im not some dick who likes to comment on the military, i have legitimate experience and hate when pepole dont look into the subject of the marine corps, i love em, and am on track to become one i actually ship out for marine boot camp soon and have spent the last 4 years with some absolute units, for instance my sargent major was the leader of Marsoc, fuckin unit even at 50 he could beat the shit out of anyone he met, man was crazy. ALSO WHAT THE FUCK IN AINT NO WAY YOU SAID "i PlaYed MoTerN warFarE im reAdY for THe marines" like fuck no your not. Like i have no problem with power fantasy's but for christ sake stop shiting on the marine corps. Fuck. (Edit: i just read it, im going to disregard the fact that an apache is not used for troop transport, in favor for the fact that you called a P90 A FUCKING MACHINE GUN GOD DAMNIT UGGHHH) Edit 2 : i read what you have so far. . .... ..... i hate i atleast thought maybe it would get better, but i found myself gagging at all the bullshit.) Well now i feel like an idiot, i just found out this is a trollfic and god damn did it work.
11051271
Hell yea, you got that right!
Ohhh I knew I was in for a good time from the first paragraph when the protagonist knew how to handle himself in the USMC from fuckin' CoD.
Alright.
I am an eight-year combat veteran of the Marine Corps. I joined in 1984, did tours in Honduras, Desert Storm, and other places I can't name. It is painfully obvious from reading this one chapter you have no fucking clue what it means to serve in the military, let alone the Marine Corps.
First of all, boot camp is in three phases. First phase is to acclimate you from being a raw civilian to the process of becoming a Marine. This involves grueling physical exercise and intense mental discipline. I don't care how buff you were before you joined the Service, you simply are not prepared for the physical training you'll be put through. I saw many men built like Rambo who washed out because they lacked the endurance to make it, and I saw many beanpoles, that looked like they'd never worked out a day in their lives (I was one of them) struggle through and make it.
Second phase is more intense training. As bad as it was for First phase, they up the stakes times ten for Second. This is when they begin the forced marches, the weapons training, and the close-order drills. You're being trained to no longer think as an individual but as part of a unit. Anyone, anyone, who shows they're still an "individual" (which is the worst insult one can be called at this stage) is finally rejected from the service.
Third phase is a bit more relaxed. By now, your body has been conditioned to the physical, and your mind has been sharpened. You are no longer a civilian: you have been once and FOREVER changed to be a Marine. Then, and only then, have you earned the right to wear the Eagle, Globe, and Anchor, and have ingrained in your heart the motto: Semper Fidelis.
Your protagonist would have been arrested and kicked out of service. Not the first day, because you have him "beating up his DIs." Drill Instructors aren't assigned until the third day you've been there. That's after three days of no sleep, military food, buzzcuts, and uniform issues. The purpose of boot camp is to make you a soldier, someone whom the other soldiers can trust their lives to, and a psychopath like your protagonist would not only get himself killed, he'd take everyone else with him. So he would never earn the right to be a Marine.
Another thing. You mention he was assigned to "Special Ops." That only happens AFTER you've proved yourself to be competent, and in the Marine Corps it's not called Special Ops, it's called Force Recon. A mere private fresh out of boot camp would never be assigned to an elite organization like Force Recon. There's a rank requirement, as well as needing recommendations from superior officers, and those take time. Your protagonist hasn't even learned how to handle an M16 yet, how could he be trusted to use the special weapons and tactics needed for an Elite? And forget the stupid idea of a civilian "kicking the ass" of a Marine Corps Drill Instructor. In reality, he would have tried to throw a punch, it would have been easily countered by ONE DI, and his ass would have been in the brig before he could blink.
This is what happens when your entire knowledge of the military comes from playing video games. You're ignorant, and you have absolutely no understanding of what it means to be a Marine. When you're old enough, put down the controller and try to enlist. IF you can pass the ASVAB, and make it through MEPS, it will remain to be seen if you can pass boot camp. If by some miracle you do, then and only then can you write this story.
Until then, show some fucking respect.
11055955
eh I disagree with your opinion I think you're just jealous of Raserix because you couldn't do pararescue in real life
11055955
Don’t go hard on him, he prob has never had military experience in his life. He has no idea what is supposed to happen. That message in my eyes implies that you think everyone knows all about UMSC training. We don’t.