USCMRPG

Given that we're in a seditious environment; The Eights REALLY aren't likely to be making friends at this base.

So yeah. BAR FIGHT. Its like a classic RP Tavern brawl.... cept you call it a Bar, and the hooker with three tits isn't some weird fantasy race, just a radiation accident.

I forgot to write 'tag' so is my question not seen?

Sal had followed Morse to the chowhall in time for what became a mission brief. Well that worked wonders. Sal smiled, Next time I'll ask Morse if he's taking bets on when we get a new ship. He waited for Pitt to answer Roberts's question before raising his hand for his own. "Wondering here, if they ...

Sal scowled and ran a hand over his hairless scalp. That was what worried him. Cabin fever was a danger in regular ship crews, or anyone far away from home, but stuck in one spot. Put that hair trigger ailment in the brains of Marines, with reasonable access to military hardware. "I don't want to ta...

Sal ran through his daily maintenance routine of his equipment. Technically it was all Marine property and issue but he checked out his rifle and side arm and cleaned them himself. He measured the firing pins and made sure everything was in working kit. Just another thing to do. No new updates for M...

Deck the halls with Xeno-trophies~
Fala-lalala and a big OO-RAH!

are the rank and file not at the meeting? If so I'll amend my post.

Sal's reaction to Quinn's return was relief, but also concern. His redacted and rewritten setencing looked like an addendum of mercy from where he was sitting, but something felt off about the whole thing. Throughout the four month they were cooling their heels, Sal had been keeping his ears open, a...

I'm getting a battlefield commission for that? What the actual, oh, joking haaa.

Honestly: Cruel arithmetic of war? That firebomb saved us the time needed to get to the exit. Sad that people died, got burnt, etc. That's just how the doom dice fall, apparently.

So what's the medal for effective use of friendly fire? Yellow trigger finger?

So we ARE getting a ride to Earth? Sweet.

Sal snapped to a salute at the call, less out of reflex then anything else. He took his seat, not wanting to be separated from the group if things continued to sour. This whole sector was screwy, and he was starting to empathize with Morse's opinion of the colonies. That scared him more than anythin...

Corporal Dwayne C. Hicks wrote:I have an acid burn on my right cheek that burned away an older scar, a broken nose and a broken arm. And some minor burns (I'm looking at you Sal)

When I say "get out of the way," You should be moving before I finish the 'get'.

You're playing Doctor, I wouldn't worry much about bullet-invoices. (maybe you get cash back for every round you pull out of a Marine?)

Sal crosses his arms and leans close to Sam, his eyes on the guilty face of the Commander. "This reeks of spook bullshit." He grumbles and got up to join the Eights. Dirk said something about rattling higher on the chain of command. A Rear admiral had been here for this, what were some enlisted grun...