I do not own any of the Gundam series, Blah Blah Blah.
Unknown to most people Operation M had 7, count 'em 7 Gundams involved with that incident
that changed the world and made piece, etc. etc.
Well anyway this is that 6th Gundam's story.
The Gundam's name was: The Lonely Gundam. They got his name from while thinking of a proper name for the Gundam. According to
lengen someone was robbing the place and he yelled out, "I'll kill you with this lone gun, damn it!" All the people in the
room were shot as they began to celebrate the fact that they had finally found a name for the Gundam. Upon waking up from his
coma the only surviving scientist went to record the name. It was constructed by some hot-headed red neck scientist wanted to be
part of the crowd. They paid, captured and raped large groups of scientists to do the job for them.
The pilot they choose for the job was the only living asain on the colony. Before there were a large number of asains living
in the colony, but they all moved away when one of them was offended by a man who said in a Chinese Restaurant, "Hey I'll take
an order of Chinese Chicken." Their excuse for leaving was, "There are better opportunities elsewhere." although it was in
plane sight that the restaurant incident had trigger this "Exodus of the Eastern."
They did not choose him because he was in fact the smartest person on the colony, or because of his outstanding physical
fitness. They choose him because at birth the dropped him into and room full of TVs set to the Spice channel (They were
always looking for unique people to do odd jobs and this job seemed definitely odd enough). This fact had horribly disturbed
him because his parents were too shy to tell him what it was and he did have any friends because his I.Q was just too high and
he could think of a racial joke 2nd fastest in the universe. The first had died while Singing "The Real Slim Shady" on the
stage.
His name was Jim. The original name that his parents had given him had been forgotten incredibly fast because when whenever
they called his name it sounded like they were saying, "Hey Jim" but in fact they were saying some unpronounceable name to the
local's tong. He was lazy and extremely unwilling to listen to any of the natives "reasoning". He had lived an extremely odd
life. The most proper name for him would be "loner" (although he formally disagrees by calling himself "an isolated individual"),
and where ever he had gone he had been alone. To school, to the movies, to a bar, to bed... The reason he remained alone
was because he was intimidated by other people and if someone directly approached then he would take the large fork from his
pocket and stab the person.
Everyday he would pull home a somewhat large amount of money (around $800) for his job, as the only one who worked in an
office successful, and he would move from one bar to another, consuming large amounts of beer and hard liquor, only to wake
up almost ever morning in a trash can, dumpster, or a prison cell. He had kept a diary, oh, and how wonderful it was because
he only wrote in it every time he found it (once every 4 or five moths) amongst all the other unidentifiable objects.
End of Prologue
The Lonely Gundam doesn't take kindly to people who don't review or read on.
Unknown to most people Operation M had 7, count 'em 7 Gundams involved with that incident
that changed the world and made piece, etc. etc.
Well anyway this is that 6th Gundam's story.
The Gundam's name was: The Lonely Gundam. They got his name from while thinking of a proper name for the Gundam. According to
lengen someone was robbing the place and he yelled out, "I'll kill you with this lone gun, damn it!" All the people in the
room were shot as they began to celebrate the fact that they had finally found a name for the Gundam. Upon waking up from his
coma the only surviving scientist went to record the name. It was constructed by some hot-headed red neck scientist wanted to be
part of the crowd. They paid, captured and raped large groups of scientists to do the job for them.
The pilot they choose for the job was the only living asain on the colony. Before there were a large number of asains living
in the colony, but they all moved away when one of them was offended by a man who said in a Chinese Restaurant, "Hey I'll take
an order of Chinese Chicken." Their excuse for leaving was, "There are better opportunities elsewhere." although it was in
plane sight that the restaurant incident had trigger this "Exodus of the Eastern."
They did not choose him because he was in fact the smartest person on the colony, or because of his outstanding physical
fitness. They choose him because at birth the dropped him into and room full of TVs set to the Spice channel (They were
always looking for unique people to do odd jobs and this job seemed definitely odd enough). This fact had horribly disturbed
him because his parents were too shy to tell him what it was and he did have any friends because his I.Q was just too high and
he could think of a racial joke 2nd fastest in the universe. The first had died while Singing "The Real Slim Shady" on the
stage.
His name was Jim. The original name that his parents had given him had been forgotten incredibly fast because when whenever
they called his name it sounded like they were saying, "Hey Jim" but in fact they were saying some unpronounceable name to the
local's tong. He was lazy and extremely unwilling to listen to any of the natives "reasoning". He had lived an extremely odd
life. The most proper name for him would be "loner" (although he formally disagrees by calling himself "an isolated individual"),
and where ever he had gone he had been alone. To school, to the movies, to a bar, to bed... The reason he remained alone
was because he was intimidated by other people and if someone directly approached then he would take the large fork from his
pocket and stab the person.
Everyday he would pull home a somewhat large amount of money (around $800) for his job, as the only one who worked in an
office successful, and he would move from one bar to another, consuming large amounts of beer and hard liquor, only to wake
up almost ever morning in a trash can, dumpster, or a prison cell. He had kept a diary, oh, and how wonderful it was because
he only wrote in it every time he found it (once every 4 or five moths) amongst all the other unidentifiable objects.
End of Prologue
The Lonely Gundam doesn't take kindly to people who don't review or read on.