Loken
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And the battle began. Vault Dweller, along with Chosen, held the right flank with stationary bazookas, repelling the relentless stream of Japanese vehicles packed with explosives. These vehicles usually compete in speed races on city streets, so their ground clearance was too low for off-road terrain. The motorized horde got bogged down in the swamp.
As true warriors, and further enhanced with implants, the Denton brothers, along with the equally weaponized nameless marine who loved to shoot down flying heads with his BFG, launched a diversionary raid into the enemy's rear. Oh... but this little cannon could have caused our brave guys to suffer huge losses. Luckily, it, along with a half-kilometer-long trench, is now burning in hellfire. Heh. And Baal turned out to be not so bad after all. The old man is rocking.
Hmm. Here we see Gordon leading a desperate frontal assault, commanding his loyal Imperial Commandoes. Not surprising, as he also wears power armor... what irony. They clashed with their pale copies, the Terrans. Terrans... they have no right to bear the name of the Holy Terra. Horrible, nasty creatures. They raided a warehouse and stole power armor. To cover this up, they renamed it a spacesuit... and what can their paper Zerg do against a fully natural Tyranid? Nothing. Well, that's it. A gun won't save you from a trusty chainsword and an equally trusty crowbar.
Oh. What a battle. Poor Sims. What were they even trying to prove, waving slippers and pancake spatulas?
And so... the battle is over. The remaining enemy fled in disgrace. The "electronics" were overheating. The always-catching-up wolf couldn't catch the chicken eggs. But it's all over. Although... what's this? Something fell from the sky...
P.S. Have you noticed that if a topic doesn't end with admins and bans, it's either about students, exams, and grade books, or computer games?
As true warriors, and further enhanced with implants, the Denton brothers, along with the equally weaponized nameless marine who loved to shoot down flying heads with his BFG, launched a diversionary raid into the enemy's rear. Oh... but this little cannon could have caused our brave guys to suffer huge losses. Luckily, it, along with a half-kilometer-long trench, is now burning in hellfire. Heh. And Baal turned out to be not so bad after all. The old man is rocking.
Hmm. Here we see Gordon leading a desperate frontal assault, commanding his loyal Imperial Commandoes. Not surprising, as he also wears power armor... what irony. They clashed with their pale copies, the Terrans. Terrans... they have no right to bear the name of the Holy Terra. Horrible, nasty creatures. They raided a warehouse and stole power armor. To cover this up, they renamed it a spacesuit... and what can their paper Zerg do against a fully natural Tyranid? Nothing. Well, that's it. A gun won't save you from a trusty chainsword and an equally trusty crowbar.
Oh. What a battle. Poor Sims. What were they even trying to prove, waving slippers and pancake spatulas?
And so... the battle is over. The remaining enemy fled in disgrace. The "electronics" were overheating. The always-catching-up wolf couldn't catch the chicken eggs. But it's all over. Although... what's this? Something fell from the sky...
P.S. Have you noticed that if a topic doesn't end with admins and bans, it's either about students, exams, and grade books, or computer games?
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