Poll

What should the 118th TFW be nicknamed?

Mobius Squadron
4 (19%)
Wardog Squadron
7 (33.3%)
Nothing, 118th TFW suits just fine.
8 (38.1%)
Garuda Team
2 (9.5%)

Total Members Voted: 21

Author Topic: 118th Tactical Fighter Wing: Aces are Born - Mission 9 - Shattered Skies  (Read 73230 times)

I got on the radio. "This is Phoenix 5 with Ground Team Hotel 001. Give me a SITREP. I have no clue if we have found this freighter yet."
« Last Edit: October 16, 2011, 08:48:18 PM by HelplessNobb88 »

"Hey Lenta, quit ignoring me."


"Hey Jacov, stop ignoring me." :cookieMonster:

"A little less, please? I don't want to get too drunk."


"When did you get here, Vega?"

"Right as you started that sentence."

"Oh."
I kick the glass away, shattering it and spilling scotch all over.
-nervous laugh-

"That's no reason to waste it, though."

What hapn.
Where are you guys?

"Hey! Son of a bitch!" I say sarcastically

"Oh... uh... yeah, whoops. Better clean that up."
timeskip
"Done."
I head up to the kitchen and grab a glass.
"Pour me a little less, with some lemon."
« Last Edit: October 16, 2011, 09:44:45 PM by Gojira »

"Dont break it this time." *Pours*

David walks in.
(This is the first time you've ever seen me c:)
Also I'm wearing my helm
"Everything alright...?"