Warning Order: Bunnies hit the gate at 0500 Drohchah oh-Thyehgr has told us we are all slaves, and the masters have returned. Blah, blah, blah, some questionable science, some debatable archaeology, threat, threat, posturing, threat. Sean Robertson has said the Smurfs are going in. Easter Mainer has confirmed the bunnies do not like Forerunners, and would very much like them extinct. They have more powerful mecha than we do, so did the 82nd Omicron Guard, and we didnt fear to face them. They outnumber us badly, so did Merlin e Morgana, but we beat them soundly. Here is the thing, our blue brethren are marching into the fire, sure that the other Smurfs will have their flanks, and the Defenders of Bunny will have their backs. Christmas isnt a guarantee; since Bolverk shot Santa in the Gorax raid. In our profession none of us can swear we will live to see another birthday. Our lords and masters are witholding on the war payoff, something about environmental impact studies, so even pay is chancy. What I can tell you is this, our sacred honour compells us to stand into battle beside the Smurfs. Our humanity cries out to show the Forerunners what freedom means to us. Granted we have clones, illegal genetic experiments, blue people. red people, fuzzy flop eared people, but when the chips are down, we are all human, and all in this together. Yesterday, we were at war, in a week, we will be squabbling over spoils on the mountain again, but tomorrow we stand together. Hundreds of socket jockeys, of questionable parentage, questionable sanity, and unquestionable skill and fury are going to wipe out another Galactic menace, and loot its broken mecha for shiny bits of forbidden tech. Sleep well, rise hungry, and lets go get some Forerunner! John T Mainer 28840 Defenders of Bunny
Posted on: Sat, 23 Aug 2014 05:26:05 +0000
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