Jul 3, 2014
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O H MON DIEU.
AI' ZOUGHT JEOU WERE DEAD.
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SON
O H MON DIEU.
AI' ZOUGHT JEOU WERE DEAD.
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First Wave with guy-renard
He was in the control room he specifically designed to observe the waves easily -and unharmed. The whole factory was rather quiet since he started deploying the robots to battlefield, his daughter sat nearby, playing with a couple of dead robot heads.
He observed some of the screens, watching what the robots were doing via the cameras he places onto them. He also observed the screens that showed the robots' and tanks' current conditions; he sighed thoughtfully and entered a few codes to the computer to change the order and amount of the robot attacks.
He laid back and started observing all the screens idly when he was content with the results of his work, tapping a finger on his lips. A few moments passed in silence.
Without turning around in his huge black chair, "Get our new Spy here." he ordered to his secretary. She went out and headed to Renard's room.
I can't reblog my ask sorry~ )) "Ai 'ave no idea what just happened or what Ai am but ZHIS HALL HAS NEZHER FELT SO SMALL-" He chirps angrily and squirms around "help-!"
((Posts are weird for me, too-can't reblog from the actual post page, have to scroll all the way through the dash or the person's blog...))
Roberta folded her arms and tilted her head to one side.
"Hm... You don't look like anything that exists normally. Maybe you have abilities that can get you out of there?"
So, now that you've been in the groove for a while- out of the people you've met with making this blog who are the first five most interesting people?
I’m not sure I can pick only five, since I don’t like any of the mercenaries or Teufort people. But… let me think…
floweringrifles, because she’s the most polite of the mercenaries I’ve encountered so far. She’s also the only person who got the privilege of being invited to my mansion and met my daughter.
crocodilepuncher, because although she enjoys insulting me (and has a mustache), she’s the most open-minded mercenary I’ve encountered. She doesn’t try to annoy or praise me, simply showing how she feels and thinks.
zeuberkatze, because he was both foolish and courageous enough to walk into my base. He’s been punished for that, but he’ll be rewarded for the same reason as well.
guy-renard, because he has an interesting… heart condition that makes me curious. And through that we’ve made an agreement, we’ll see how that goes.
darklitria, because I appreciate a talented artist who is also a fan of me.
If you’re a follower of mine, have asked this question anonymously and don’t see your name in the list, be glad. Those who have my attention are always in slight danger.
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(( I am just being mean to someone and I feel really bad for snapping back at them and I think Im going to cry! I am such a bad person! I didn't mean to offend them! I think I should just leave....))
The spy flicks the safety off and pulls the hammer back, his eyes narrowing in annoyance "Whateverworks" he fires, aiming for the others head
As expected, the shot rang out and there was a sharp and intense but fleeting bite of pain. His body collapsed to the ground. Blood seeped from the fatal wound, encircling his head in a pool of red. It was a comical and ironic situation, if you thought about it.
A few minutes later, Dalton awoke in the respawn room, dazed. There was a dull, pounding sensation in his head and he hissed soflty, rubbing his temples. "Huh, he actually did it. Fuck, Oi thought respawn was turned off…Oh well, Oi’ll thank him f’ tryin’."
The spy starts to approach, unclipping his revolver from his holster as he does "Yeou kind of ah rare- Trust me. Zhe BLUs ah not a popular team."
Dalton rolled his eyes, allowing the Spy to advance with a weapon. What a surprise. “Then tell me somethin’ Oi don’t know, mate. Great, now y’ talkin’ like this is some highschool sports game.”