HACK 3rd Army vs GSG grenadiers

Since no one is including me, I'll make my own POV :v

I wash up on the shore of a beach nearby to the battle grounds, and a sudden crack wakes me up. I think to myself, "What happened... the last thing I knew, I was flying an AC130, then... I just don't remember anything after that". I try to get on my feet, but my right leg is in bad condition, and I have a migraine. I look over to my left and I see my AC130 engulfed in flames. I crawl over and thoroughly examine it. I finally decide that it looks like a member of GSG shot it down with a Javelin rocket launcher. I suddenly see someone get out of the AC130 and I instantly grab my .44 Magnum and shoot them. I then realize it was PieThatFlies that I shot, and I yelled "NOOOOOOO!". I call for medical treatment, but it was too late. He was dead. I slowly limped away, depressed, and moaning in pain.

To be continued...

 

v.v
I can make tons of stories, I'm on the forums nearly 24/7, I have a pretty wide vocabulary (things will look better and make more sense), and I'm pretty creative.

 

I like making stories, for me, it's a break from sitting at my desk shooting a virtual gun made of pixels.

 

Another story from me.
Now putting dates down.



July 22nd, 8:47 PM
My legs are in better, and my migraine is getting better. I swallow my medicine down with a glass of water. I stand up, and look outside of the tent. I hear war raging across the battle grounds in the distance, but luckily, the gun shots are around a mile away from me. I grab some canned food out of my backpack, and I eat it. I look out of the tent, and the sun is setting, so I lay down, and fall asleep.



July 23rd, 4:30 AM
I wake up early to the sound of a helicopter landing next to our tent. I say "Oh God, why this early? The sun hasn't even rose yet". I walk out of the tent and out comes 3 stealth commandos. I think to myself, "Sure ain't stealthy if you come in something that loud". I randomly start to remember Pie, but I remember that sometimes, you just have to let go. Life doesn't always go your way, but you just have to deal with it. I look over at the Abrams tanks, and I count them. Suddenly, I realize, there's not an even number of tanks! One of the tanks were stolen! I quickly alarm BrawlerAce of this, and he says we should arrange an attack against GSG this morning at 9:25, but we should all get some more sleep, get something to eat, and get prepared for the attack.



July 23rd, 10:55 AM
We just planned the attack, and now we're heading over to the GSG campsite. Suddenly, I hear a crack and a Jeep explodes. We're being ambushed!

To be continued...

 

Problem: This is during WWII Daud v:
Also, I included you in a story a while back.

 

I know, but that wasn't really the role that I wanted to play, but it still counted. What should the date be, or should I remove it?

 

Me skin not working :V

 

tallscot sees brawler.
*throws rock at brawler*
Brawler looks at tallscot
Brawler glares at tallscot.
tallscot runs away