The Snarker and the Redneck pt.2"Are you gonna hurry up or get shot? come on we gotta go!" The man called to his companion who then resumed walking. "Alright I'm coming." he said, following up with "By the way I forgot your name again do ya mind tellin' me what it was?"The Snarker and the Redneck pt.2 by SnipeSmash
"Ugh, again?" he groaned, with a sigh he said "It's Jonas Catholic, I keep telling you that, why do you keep forgetting?"
"Its cause I know a guy named 'Jones Christian' and your names are so similar that I get confused, I'm Benjamin Stross by th-"
"Yeah I know." Jonas interrupted "I didn't forget. And I know the guy your talking about, keep in mind that we're nothing alike."
"How?" Benjamin asked.
"Well for starters, he's a catholic. I'm a christian." Jonas said, followed up with "Looks like we're here lets go line up before we're executed."
All the conscripts lined up in rows in the center of the base, as disciplined as they can, and awaited what fresh announcements their drill sergeant will scream at them.
"ALRIGHT SHIT-STAINS!" The sergeant scream
Random ThoughtLaw Enforcement-Grade Combat ClonesRandom Thought by SnipeSmash
Genetically enhanced clones created and augmented specifically to serve as Policemen and SWAT teams.
Cloned from various martial arts experts and veteran marksmen from around the world, there are little differences between the clones save for the mechanical and genetic augmentations the more experienced clones have.
Various martial arts and fighting styles from around the world have been hard wired into them during their creation and honed afterwards.
The policemen use superior numbers, martial prowess and excellent marksmanship to overpower their enemies, they try to box in and intimidate their opponents to surrendering, and when that doesn't work, collateral damage is to be expected in the ensuring fire fight. In hand to hand combat alone few could last longer than 4 seconds against them, one on one or other-wise, the brutality is improved when equipped with a melee weapon.
SWAT use superior tactics, teamwork, fire power and a
The Snarker and the Redneck"Explain to me again why I'm doing this?" the man in the gravel asked his companion who's gun was aimed at him, his response was a simple "I forgot." at this the man stopped the non-sense he was doing, stood up, and stepped out of the small gravel pit and asked "Better yet, remind me why I was trying to swim in gravel?" "I forgot that too."The Snarker and the Redneck by SnipeSmash
"And also, why do you have your gun trained on me?"
"I do?" the man said in surprise, taking a look at his gun.
"You mean you didn't know? Dude, you could've shot me!"
"Yeah, but I didn't, that's what counts right?"
"No its not! And-"
Before he could say another word a trumpet sounds, signalling the troops to gather at once.
"Nevermind, we'll talk later, right now we should go to the others before we get shot." The man then picks up his football helmet that he placed next to the pit before his swim.
"Okay" his partner said following him "'cause it's not like we have anything better to do, besides, getting shot is bad for my Cheetos."
Who I AmThe sky appeared almost dreary, covered in a thick blanket of gray cloud. Wasn't too out of
the ordinary, considering how erratic the weather had been lately. However I wasn't all
that pleased with it, feeling as though it might rain any second, which would be horrible
considering the circumstances.
Slowly I stepped one foot at a time into the water. The lake was cold today, which I
expected, as I felt a chill run through my entire body. The chill wasn't simply from the
cold however. I was...well, I wasn't too nervous but I was a little. But it wasn't really
anything complicated. It was important but I definitely wasn't worried.
There was a line of others in front of me and behind me in the water. The order went from
youngest to oldest. A young girl whom I guessed was about seven or eight years old was
first and a few people behind me in the back was a couple maybe in their mid-thirties. I
was near the middle, being eighteen. I could tell I wasn't the only one who was cold