Another Short Story
Disman
Kentucky Join Date: 2003-04-05 Member: 15227Members
<div class="IPBDescription">Slight Comedic Approach.</div> (here goes nothing, let me know if you guys liked it)
You know, the TSA has given the impression that the Frontiersmen are god-like beings without a sense of fear nor acknowledgement of death. I'm sure somewhere there is a young boy, tucked all nicely and neatly in his bed with a soft kiss still lingering on his cheek, dreaming about being one of those creatures some day. Well - BULL SH*T. There are several occasions where the nanonites in my armor had to clean up the mess where I almost P*ssed myself. (As well as the other...trust me it's odd walking like that)
But I find that when it comes to p*ssing that it is not tactfully sound to do that to the kharra, so I wouldn't recommend it. One man in my squad, Lt. Surgioff, informed us that he was tired of the nanonites taking over his bodily functions and how he missed expelling the methane from his @ss on a regular bases. He assured all of us that with one sniff of his stinkbomb (and the way he described the smell it could be classified as a bio-terror weapon) that the kharra would drop at the slights whiff.
"You can tell me you fellers don't miss it? Hell, mi n' mi bruthers used too see who could stink up the house the most! Ain't no damn alien gonna come near us smelly bast@rds if we show em what we're made of!" ~ Sft. Surgioff (I"m sorry but the thought of being made of $hit isn't very apatizing <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif'><!--endemo--> .)
Sadly enough we found Surgioff (in all his country splendor) slumped over himself with his LMG hanging low in one hand while his armor, from the waist down, hung below his knees. It seems that he was losing his fecal matter down into a ventillation coorridor. Now, if you were brave enough to go to the ledge and look down you would see the remains of an egg and what appears to be a newly gestated gorge. This created a wonderful discussion for about a week as to whether the stench actually killed the creature or the two bullet holes in it's cranium did. Most agreed that it was from the stench.
Although it was clear what killed the Sgt. Nothing like an @ss full of gorge spit to melt away your sorrows. Or in this case your whole butt and lower legs...
You know, the TSA has given the impression that the Frontiersmen are god-like beings without a sense of fear nor acknowledgement of death. I'm sure somewhere there is a young boy, tucked all nicely and neatly in his bed with a soft kiss still lingering on his cheek, dreaming about being one of those creatures some day. Well - BULL SH*T. There are several occasions where the nanonites in my armor had to clean up the mess where I almost P*ssed myself. (As well as the other...trust me it's odd walking like that)
But I find that when it comes to p*ssing that it is not tactfully sound to do that to the kharra, so I wouldn't recommend it. One man in my squad, Lt. Surgioff, informed us that he was tired of the nanonites taking over his bodily functions and how he missed expelling the methane from his @ss on a regular bases. He assured all of us that with one sniff of his stinkbomb (and the way he described the smell it could be classified as a bio-terror weapon) that the kharra would drop at the slights whiff.
"You can tell me you fellers don't miss it? Hell, mi n' mi bruthers used too see who could stink up the house the most! Ain't no damn alien gonna come near us smelly bast@rds if we show em what we're made of!" ~ Sft. Surgioff (I"m sorry but the thought of being made of $hit isn't very apatizing <!--emo&;)--><img src='http://www.unknownworlds.com/forums/html/emoticons/wink.gif' border='0' style='vertical-align:middle' alt='wink.gif'><!--endemo--> .)
Sadly enough we found Surgioff (in all his country splendor) slumped over himself with his LMG hanging low in one hand while his armor, from the waist down, hung below his knees. It seems that he was losing his fecal matter down into a ventillation coorridor. Now, if you were brave enough to go to the ledge and look down you would see the remains of an egg and what appears to be a newly gestated gorge. This created a wonderful discussion for about a week as to whether the stench actually killed the creature or the two bullet holes in it's cranium did. Most agreed that it was from the stench.
Although it was clear what killed the Sgt. Nothing like an @ss full of gorge spit to melt away your sorrows. Or in this case your whole butt and lower legs...
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