Topic: A short story about my soldiers. becuase I'm bored
"hey Jimmy, whats going on?, This transporter's big enough for a hundred of us, how come its just you and me?"
"because we're the best max.... cuz we're the best"
*transport lands*
"wow, I was expecting some sort of planetary defence... but no... what do you thinks going on?"
"not sure max, But I've got this sudden urge to Blow up every single useful building and ninety nine percent of the people on this planet"
"Noooooooooooo!!!!!! jimmy what are you doing???????"
"hahahahahah DIE SCUM BAGS"
*throws grenade*
*BOOOOOOM!!!!!*
----------An hour later---------
"Jimmy, what have you done?, wait ,whats wrong?"
"OH MY GOD MAX!!!! WHAT HAVE I DONE? I CAN'T GO ON LIKE THIS!!!"
"what are you talkng about?"
"please, hold me untl I go"
*jimmy Dies*
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! JIMMY"
*Radios HQ*
"omg, Jimmy died, the stress got to him!....*pause*....what do you mean The commanders 'gone to sleep', How in hells name does that mean I have to be stationed here for a minimum of eight weeks alone?"
*max looks around the planet*
"hey sweet an oasis surounded by nude women, ha ha, I was feeling a bit low on Morale, but this is great"
THE END
The Wonderbolts, their daring tricks, Spinning 'round and having kicks
Perform for crowds of thousands, They'll shower us with diamonds
The Wonderbolts will see me right here at the Gala!
