Alright, I'm gonna do an honest to goodness CoD fic here. Credit to my buddy Desert for the inspiration. Pairings? Maybe. I'm probably gonna do what I thought would happen in Desert's story. Sorry, buddy. e.e Anyway, takes place post CoD4, pre-MW2, leads into MW2 and MW3. AUTOBOTS, BEGIN STORY!
"Name?"
(I'm so tempted to put Justin Bieber here and kill him off) "Jenna Denning, sir." (Heh... rhymes with Benning.)
"Date of birth?" (Keep in mind CoD4 ended in 2011, and MW2 starts in 2015/2016.)
"Oh five, two six, one ninety-nine seven."
"You sure about this, miss?" the recruiter asks, looking up from his computer. Jenna stares down at him, eyes ablaze with determination.
AN: Once again, women are allowed in SOCOM. Hooray for fairness! Boo to perverts!
"Never more sure than anything in my life, sir," she replies crisply. He nods, and smiles, offering his hand.
"Welcome to the United States Army, Ms. Denning. Or should I now say, Cadet Denning?" She grins, and shakes his outstretched hand. I feel this is gonna be good, she thinks to herself. Little did she know, this would be one of the worst experiences in her life.
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Dat foreshadow tho.
Anyway, this is a filler for the good stuff. Just putting it here so I don't have to go through the bullshit of creating this later. Kthnxbai.
Ranger Danger 11
Motto of the Air Force according to the Army, "MAY DAY, MAY DAY!"
Army: HOOAH!
Marines: OORAH!
Navy: HOOYAH!
Coast Guard: HOOYAH!
Air Force: What?
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According to the other branches, that is the Air Force's response. COMEDY SECTION:
Why you should think before joining the Marines: (Insert gyazo .com)/55366e4985bd1b2dc1b047eafe4ce733
Security duck: (Same as that nub ^)/6a531ae09106fc061c7fd81c3a31ca4c
You know you're safe when Security Duck is here.