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 Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 6:49 pm
"Aliens in my brain! Get the hell out of my head!"
Donut dropped the flag immediately and started running towards the Red Base, thinking it was the Blue Base due to his bad sense of direction and apparently color judgment. Donut wanted to head to the Blue base so they could shoot him and get the aliens out of his head which was actually just Grif on the radio apparently, but Donut didn't know that. Donut would have just shot himself in the head, but he was too busy thinking the aliens were eating his brain.
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Posted: Mon Jan 19, 2009 7:09 pm
"Oh sorry..." He said leaning down into the bosh and picking up his good friend Andy. "But still just think Andy! We can still go hiking, and we can still go fishing though you'll still have to be the bait, and all the other things we used to do." He said happily.
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 12:54 pm
Meanwhile, Church was busy staring off into the distance, trying to figure out what that pink blob was stealing the blue flag for.
That's when his brain finally started to work.
"Caboooooose!" he screamed, though he was already running down the hill.
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 2:41 pm
Andy made an angry sigh. "Back to cosplay campfires."
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 4:28 pm
"Ah, goddamnit, Donut." was all Grif could come up with as he saw Church heading down the hill towards them yelling. He looked around for a second, then ran around to the other side of the Blue base. He quickly jumped behind a rock, gasping for breath. His fat a** not strong enough to infringe his survival instinct, Grif curled up into a ball, hoping the stupid Blue would think he was an orange rock or something. He patted his sides looking for a gun, but he definitely didn't have one on him...
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 4:43 pm
Church was confident this time. He could do it! This was what he had trained all of those years for! Wait, why was he rolling down the hill, all of the sudden? It wasn't until an strange orange rock stopped his plummet that Church realized that he had tripped. After spitting out the grass in his mouth, he jumped up and again took off for the pink blob that was beginning to look quite a bit like a soldier.
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 4:48 pm
Upon hearing Church yell his name. "Coming Church! Let's go Andy!" he said carrying the bomb down the hill with him as he tried to catch up with Church. "Why are we running?" He asked.
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 4:54 pm
[[ wow. I was expecting Caboose to fall for it, but Church? lol. ]]
Well, the bad news for Grif was that an idiot Blue totally just fell on him. The good news was he didn't hear Grif shouting out obscenities as he rolled around the ground in pain. He lay there for a minute before thinking, hey, wait. I can just lie here and pretend I'm dead.' He found a comfortable patch of... sand... and relaxed. He could totally take a nap right now. He always did get kinda tired after his morning snack. He made a big yawn and stretched out, resting his head on his arms.
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 5:11 pm
"My fashion senses...They're...Doing that thing that is hard to spell...Starts with a 'T' I think..."
Donut stopped his running and realized the aliens had stopped talking to him and his brain didn't feel like it was hurting at all. Donut knew exactly why his senses were doing that 'T' thing; someone needed his help and he knew exactly how to save whoever needed his help; an air assault! For years Donut was working on his own vehicle he named the Donut Plane. Reaching into his compartment on his left boot, Donut picked out a remote with a single button on it. Pressing the button, a light emitted from the remote and into the sky that was oddly shaped like a doughnut. Nothing happened and the reason why was simple; Donut forgot he only got as far with the Donut Plane as making the signal for it.
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 6:26 pm
When caboose got closer Andy said "Grif is that you? Get up you lazy b*****d."
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 8:16 pm
Grif sat up, looking over at Caboose. "Andy, you know I was trying to hide here. Generally the Blues are, you know, trying to shoot us. And stuff." Grif was really glad he'd come up with that cover for taking a nap.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 1:13 am
Caboose had noticed the orange solder-ish looking body on the ground. When Andy spoke to it the Orange one talked back. "AH AN ORANGE ZOMBIE!" Caboose yelled. He began running. "Running...Running....Running...Running.." He said over and over as he ran.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 6:32 am
"Denied!"
Donut jumped towards Caboose aimed at tackling him for the thing he thought was a football. Donut was thinking that the Reds and the Blues were having a friendly game of football since Caboose was running away from Grif holding something, so Donut's mind somehow came up with football as the answer.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 9:52 am
Caboose turned and looked behind him. "PINK!" he shouted. "Running faster! Running faster! Running faster!" he said scared stupid...or just really scared.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 1:25 pm
Realizing all of the sudden that he had now run past his target, he put himself in reverse and ran twice as fast in the direction of the pink soldier.
"Gotcha, gayboy!" he screamed as he tackled him.
((No offense about the dialogue... sorry! Sorry!))
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