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Iron Men And Saints
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Original poster
My "Dad" was droning on again about how I couldn't make such rash decisions and that there would be consequences for my actions and that to get through life I needed to always look towards the future, his usual load of bull shit.
I hated being adopted, my older brother and sister make me feel like I'm a guest and not really apart of the family. Yet I have done more for the family than they ever did. Assholes.
I was staring out the window at a couple kids playing Poll Ball. Why couldn't I be like them? Have friends, a family, a life and the ability to obtain happiness.
"Listen to me Patricia." My Dad stepped in front of me. "Why do you nev-"
"Fuck you!" I pushed him and I ran out of there tears flying down my face. I didn't even remember what he was saying or why, I was just tired of his shit. Cursing up and down the block I ran to the left not caring where I would end up.
I ran for about two minutes till I had to stop because my asthma was kicking in. I then walked down the street. I stopped at a bench and sat down in it crying. I just hated my life, I wasn't doing anything or going anywhere. It was then I made that stupid mistake of looking up and seeing the Army Recruitment Office.
I was only seventeen but I could still sign up early and get there on my eighteenth birthday. Shit, better than being kicked out of my parents house and living on the streets once I'm eighteen. I went up and signed up. I got to start as a PFC because I signed up early. Woo-fucking-hoo.
Biggest mistake of my fucking life.
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Here I was, eighteen and at the edge of the knife. Basic training. First fucking day already the Staff Sergeants had made us do intese shit. We show up and sign in and then run two fucking miles. I barely made it with my asthma. But little did I know, more bull shit was on my way.
After the run we come back and do exercises. Then the sergeants start giving a seminar on how shitty our lives will be here. Isn't that just morale boosting?
He was going on with his "speech". I leaned back in my chair and spoke the person next to me. "I wish I wasn't here, how about you?"
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So, quick overview. Far future, humans have been all over space. You sign up for the planetary fighting forces or for short "ARMY". You are the Kobalt Alliance fighting against the corrupt Oswald Territory. This will be very open and everyone will be very much welcome to play as long as your character and ideas are original and make sense! ( Not saying you can't make references to The Lost Fleet, BSG, Star Trek or Star Ship Troopers. )
I hated being adopted, my older brother and sister make me feel like I'm a guest and not really apart of the family. Yet I have done more for the family than they ever did. Assholes.
I was staring out the window at a couple kids playing Poll Ball. Why couldn't I be like them? Have friends, a family, a life and the ability to obtain happiness.
"Listen to me Patricia." My Dad stepped in front of me. "Why do you nev-"
"Fuck you!" I pushed him and I ran out of there tears flying down my face. I didn't even remember what he was saying or why, I was just tired of his shit. Cursing up and down the block I ran to the left not caring where I would end up.
I ran for about two minutes till I had to stop because my asthma was kicking in. I then walked down the street. I stopped at a bench and sat down in it crying. I just hated my life, I wasn't doing anything or going anywhere. It was then I made that stupid mistake of looking up and seeing the Army Recruitment Office.
I was only seventeen but I could still sign up early and get there on my eighteenth birthday. Shit, better than being kicked out of my parents house and living on the streets once I'm eighteen. I went up and signed up. I got to start as a PFC because I signed up early. Woo-fucking-hoo.
Biggest mistake of my fucking life.
-=-=-=-
Here I was, eighteen and at the edge of the knife. Basic training. First fucking day already the Staff Sergeants had made us do intese shit. We show up and sign in and then run two fucking miles. I barely made it with my asthma. But little did I know, more bull shit was on my way.
After the run we come back and do exercises. Then the sergeants start giving a seminar on how shitty our lives will be here. Isn't that just morale boosting?
He was going on with his "speech". I leaned back in my chair and spoke the person next to me. "I wish I wasn't here, how about you?"
-=-=-=-
So, quick overview. Far future, humans have been all over space. You sign up for the planetary fighting forces or for short "ARMY". You are the Kobalt Alliance fighting against the corrupt Oswald Territory. This will be very open and everyone will be very much welcome to play as long as your character and ideas are original and make sense! ( Not saying you can't make references to The Lost Fleet, BSG, Star Trek or Star Ship Troopers. )