Entry 002, oh-oh-Two.
Field Special Operations Vault. FSOV, Class 1 Emergency log.
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"Name and Rank soldier?" Asked the officer. The soldier sat on a makeshift box seat, Labeled Bread. "Roy E. M. First Lieutenant."
"Operation?" He sighed. After moments without an answer he repeated. "Come on, Operation? soldier?" The soldier lowered his eyes. "Tremor." The officer scribbled something down and looked back at the soldier. "Operation scale? Vehicles and Drop ship class." This all was shot out, He carelessly twisted his pencil waiting for the reply; The reply came eventually. "Small s
Sometimes I wonder why I even get up in the morning. All that happens when I get up in the morning is breakfast and meaningless child's T.V. shows. There are no movies to watch and No one's ever online early in the morning. If you wanted an example of a endangered or maybe even extinct animals I would reply early birds. Hoping today would be different I got up anyway and looked around. Oddly enough I saw a familiar shape sitting under the silk covers with me. I half chuckled then realized it was her special day. No no not her period. Not that special. Her birthday was today. I wondered how important one birthday actually would be when you're
If you wanna get out alive...!
???: Get some sleep. you'll feel better.
???2: thanks. you coming to bed?
???: *giggle* Oh you would like that wouldn't you?
???2: *chuckles* you enjoy it more then me yah'know...
???: *blush* well..... oh i have stuff to do anyway!
???2: whatever you say Ero... whateeeeever you say.
???: well.... *distorted voice* i guess i say goodb-
*???2 AKA 181525 wakes up over this nightmare*
181525: GAH!!!!..... *deep breathing and look around frantically*
*sees that he's at home. with all the lights off but the TV at the menu screen for Black Hawk Down*
181525: oh...... *gets up and out of bed. Marching to the