Author Topic: Foxhole // Mission One: Armor  (Read 17064 times)

Ohstuff.

I rather be called an idiot, I just want to be with Alex :C.

Silly Nathan and him automatically liking people as friends.

Oh i thought you were gay :cookieMonster:



Alexander is already taken! >:C

I sit in the tank, waiting for the driver to take off.  I smile at Claire momentarily, before looking about the tank, full of various monitors of sorts.

I look at Shock, who seems to be looking around, "I heard these things can stop almost any bullet, even a .50." But I think at the thought of it, because a Barret may penetrate and kill me. I suck it up.
Alexander is already taken! >:C
forget it, he's mine.

I duck from the gunner's seat to where the infantry sat, "Hey!" I say in an extreme Russian accent, "Let's get this party started!" I smile hilariously, awaiting praise.


I aboard the Bradley, "What's the commotion?"

I tap Alex's knee, "Want to kill the men who forces your brothers to fight for them?"

I get inside Bradley 1 and sit in a free seat