CHAPTER 7
11:30 AM, Blue Base
"Dude, where the hell have you been?" Church had noticed Tucker's several-hour disappearance, although he didn't really suspect anything.
"What? Can't a guy take a shit without being missed?" Frankly, poop was the first thing that came to Tucker's mind when talking to Church.
"Why can't you use the bathroom? Like a normal human – thing."
"It smells. I don't even want to know what Caboose does in there."
Church rolled his eyes. "He sings 'Imagine Dragons' in the bathroom, that's what he does. Just don't be away from the base for too long anymore dude, I don't even know what the Reds are up to – the shit's kinda hittin' the fan."
11:32 AM, Red Base
Grif's mood had not improved, not to mention that now he was bored.
"This sucks man. I mean, sure: I'm cool with taking punishment when it's my fault – but when it's not my fault…I'm getting pissed off about this. Besides, our assault didn't go THAT bad." Simmons, frankly, didn't really care. He was browsing through the 'technology' sub-Reddit on Reddit.
"Shut up Grif, it's not like Sarge is gonna change his opinion on you any time soon. He just doesn't like you…well – pretty much no one likes you." Grif glared.
"My sister likes me! Kinda. But ya know… not in an incest kinda way…" Simmons turned his in-helmet browser, Chrome Safari, to transparent for a moment.
"Oh yeah….does she like me?" Simmons inquired. Grif just glared more.
11:33 AM, Blue Base
Tucker and Sister had (wisely) decided to come back to base separately, so as to not arouse suspicion from church. Now, Sister reached the top of the ramp leading to the peak of the base, and was ready for one of her favorite pastimes.
"What a perfect day for tanning!" she exclaimed to herself.
She laid a towel out on the floor of the concrete, then she lay stretched out on her back. She still had her armor off from when she had taken it off to shower, so now she only wore a bra and panties. Of course she also sported a pair of sunglasses, a crucial accessory for anyone who tans in the sun.
The sun in Bloodgulch was piercing hot 24/7, and it wasn't hard to get a good tan in in a short period of time. Sister, was pretty pale from being inside her armor so much – like most of the Reds and Blues.
11:39, Red Base
Grif's moods had improved slightly since Simmons offered to play chess with him. Grif wasn't a big fan of chess, but he wasn't a big fan of being bored either. Simmons, on the other hand, relished the strategy and mental aspects of chess – which pissed off about everybody on Red team. Simmons took the board to the top of the base, so that he and Grif could sit in the sun while they played (the base didn't have superb lighting).
"Remember Grif: it's always wise to exercise your mental intellect – which, in your case, is pretty flabby," remarked Simmons. Trying to ignore Sarge's, "just like everything else," Grif just said, "Don't patronize me."
Donut was also on top of the base. He was looking over at Blue base with his helmet vision zoomed in, trying to see what the Blues were up to. "Oh! Hey! I can see one of them – I think. They're not wearing any armor. I think it's…"
Sister was smearing the suntan lotion over her silky, smooth legs. She rubbed it around on her arms, and then her stomach. When she laid back down on her back, her hand absentmindedly went to her crotch…
"What is it Donut? Who do you see?" inquired Sarge.
"I…I…..I'm gonna go take a nap. In my room. With classical music playing. Loudly. So that I don't bother you guys with my – snoring. With the door locked." With that, Donut fled to his room, leaving the rest of Red team very confused.
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So. I apologize for taking SO VERY LONG on this page, but I have many other projects I'm working on. To be honest, apart from writing, I'm an animator, game developer, movie editor, commentator, and gamer. Look up 'Urgorn' on Twitter if you want to know more about me. Sorry the page isn't too long, and more will come eventually :D
LOTS O' LOVE TO YOU GREAT FANS!
CHAPTER 7
11:30 AM, Blue Base
"Dude, where the hell have you been?" Church had noticed Tucker's several-hour disappearance, although he didn't really suspect anything.
"What? Can't a guy take a shit without being missed?" Frankly, poop was the first thing that came to Tucker's mind when talking to Church.
"Why can't you use the bathroom? Like a normal human – thing."
"It smells. I don't even want to know what Caboose does in there."
Church rolled his eyes. "He sings 'Imagine Dragons' in the bathroom, that's what he does. Just don't be away from the base for too long anymore dude, I don't even know what the Reds are up to – the shit's kinda hittin' the fan."
11:32 AM, Red Base
Grif's mood had not improved, not to mention that now he was bored.
"This sucks man. I mean, sure: I'm cool with taking punishment when it's my fault – but when it's not my fault…I'm getting pissed off about this. Besides, our assault didn't go THAT bad." Simmons, frankly, didn't really care. He was browsing through the 'technology' sub-Reddit on Reddit.
"Shut up Grif, it's not like Sarge is gonna change his opinion on you any time soon. He just doesn't like you…well – pretty much no one likes you." Grif glared.
"My sister likes me! Kinda. But ya know… not in an incest kinda way…" Simmons turned his in-helmet browser, Chrome Safari, to transparent for a moment.
"Oh yeah….does she like me?" Simmons inquired. Grif just glared more.
11:33 AM, Blue Base
Tucker and Sister had (wisely) decided to come back to base separately, so as to not arouse suspicion from church. Now, Sister reached the top of the ramp leading to the peak of the base, and was ready for one of her favorite pastimes.
"What a perfect day for tanning!" she exclaimed to herself.
She laid a towel out on the floor of the concrete, then she lay stretched out on her back. She still had her armor off from when she had taken it off to shower, so now she only wore a bra and panties. Of course she also sported a pair of sunglasses, a crucial accessory for anyone who tans in the sun.
The sun in Bloodgulch was piercing hot 24/7, and it wasn't hard to get a good tan in in a short period of time. Sister, was pretty pale from being inside her armor so much – like most of the Reds and Blues.
11:39, Red Base
Grif's moods had improved slightly since Simmons offered to play chess with him. Grif wasn't a big fan of chess, but he wasn't a big fan of being bored either. Simmons, on the other hand, relished the strategy and mental aspects of chess – which pissed off about everybody on Red team. Simmons took the board to the top of the base, so that he and Grif could sit in the sun while they played (the base didn't have superb lighting).
"Remember Grif: it's always wise to exercise your mental intellect – which, in your case, is pretty flabby," remarked Simmons. Trying to ignore Sarge's, "just like everything else," Grif just said, "Don't patronize me."
Donut was also on top of the base. He was looking over at Blue base with his helmet vision zoomed in, trying to see what the Blues were up to. "Oh! Hey! I can see one of them – I think. They're not wearing any armor. I think it's…"
Sister was smearing the suntan lotion over her silky, smooth legs. She rubbed it around on her arms, and then her stomach. When she laid back down on her back, her hand absentmindedly went to her crotch…
"What is it Donut? Who do you see?" inquired Sarge.
"I…I…..I'm gonna go take a nap. In my room. With classical music playing. Loudly. So that I don't bother you guys with my – snoring. With the door locked." With that, Donut fled to his room, leaving the rest of Red team very confused.
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So. I apologize for taking SO VERY LONG on this page, but I have many other projects I'm working on. To be honest, apart from writing, I'm an animator, game developer, movie editor, commentator, and gamer. Look up 'Urgorn' on Twitter if you want to know more about me. Sorry the page isn't too long, and more will come eventually :D
LOTS O' LOVE TO YOU GREAT FANS!