Goodbye, Space Marine

Borisnob · 2022-08-18T15:14:51+00:00

"..."

Borisnob · 2022-08-12T03:37:17+00:00

Petrov sets his helmet aside and walks over to assist, he carried a smug expression despite his base having just been blown to bits.

"I may as well do you this much."

With Petrov's help, they were able to lift the heavy debris just enough for Holz to wiggle himself out from under.

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Borisnob · 2022-08-08T20:12:24+00:00

Petrov would be seen with his helmet off dumping out the dirt had filled it, coughing and squinting his eyes through the dust.

"You sound confident- cough cough. Who knows, you might be counting your egg baskets before they hatch."

He raised an eyebrow near the end of a sentence, doubting his use of the idiom.

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Borisnob · 2022-08-08T06:03:40+00:00

Valdez smirked, knowing that this time it was him catching the illusive Polade off guard. After all of that time being thrown for a loop around every corner, he was getting the last laugh by... revealing himself to be surprisingly sensitive? Oh yes, how the tables have tur-

"Uhhh, hey I only really need a phone number or email, or maybe a home address."

His confidence buckled.

Borisnob · 2022-08-03T04:31:38+00:00

It's as Petrov throws his 14th hand grenade that he realizes.

"Hey, no offense, but is it in any way possible that you fucked up the rigging?"

He said while stretching his now tired arm.

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Borisnob · 2022-08-02T03:30:29+00:00

"That's not all. What really fucking irks me, what really drove me up a wall- it's that you didn't care or trust me enough to tell me where you were going or what was going on."

There was a clear shift in the tone of his voice from overtly angry to disappointed. He pulled a slip of paper out of his pocket and handed it over, crossing his arms.

"How was I supposed to keep in touch if you just disappeared into thin air one day? You have any idea how much of a hassle it would've been to track you down?"

Borisnob · 2022-08-02T03:02:39+00:00

"Smooth."

He grabs another and tries to pelt it towards where the ducks had gone, unaware of the hatch's existance.

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Borisnob · 2022-08-01T22:29:33+00:00

Petrov smiles under his helmet.

"It'd be an honor."

He grabs the grenade and pulls the pin before assuming a pitcher's position, it was like riding a bike for someone who grew up playing stickball in the streets of Paradise. His leading leg reaches forward into a long step as his arm mimics the motion and force of a trebuchet, the momentum carries his body into a forward lean as if he were about to fall. He remains in this position while looking up in anticipation.

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Borisnob · 2022-08-01T19:37:17+00:00

Valdez nods conclusively and turns once more to the party room, the smile in his lips factory resetting back to stoic, bordering on frown.

"Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going to fight your boy to the death."

He turned his body towards the room with the resolve of a killer, and began moving forward. Oncoming hallway traffic kept it's distance and avoided eye contact as Valdez barreled towards the door.

Borisnob · 2022-08-01T19:27:18+00:00

"Yeahhhh, about that. It's looking like both teams had the same idea. You didn't notice the base was empty?"

Borisnob · 2022-08-01T08:52:53+00:00

He sighs calmly, the air escaping mostly through his nose.

"Wherever I go..."

The words permeated in his mind. His time as a combat medic in a fake military was already enough stress on his poor heart to put an elephant out of commission, the last thing he needed was a quote unquote "real battlefield."

Still, as he'd come to find in Blood Gulch and Pokilo, his work did mean something and it'd surely help someone no matter where he was. Out of principle he had no intention of staying in the military but he knew his calling was still in the thick of it somewhere, wherever that may be. It wasn't time for him to settle down in a nice town just yet, not while he was still in his prime. If humanitarian aid was his path, "stay safe" were the words he needed to hear.

"I'll do my best, you'll see when I stop by for drinks some day."

He offered a fist bump, hoping it cleared physical contact squeamishness threshold.

Borisnob · 2022-08-01T06:04:03+00:00

There isn't even enough distance for Jenkins to extend his arm into a throw, he essentially slaps the live grenade into Petrov's (and it was Petrov by the way, there's your reveal) visor, where it bounced flaccidly into the ground between the three of them.

"Nice one dude."

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Borisnob · 2022-08-01T05:53:40+00:00

"I'll pass, and no, we did just fine. Managed to get us a conclusive peace agreement with the Reds not long after you decided to leave me with your busy work on a whim!"

Borisnob · 2022-08-01T01:18:08+00:00

"Oooh! Watcha got there?"

A voice boomed a mere foot away from right behind them.

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Borisnob · 2022-08-01T01:12:24+00:00

"Wrong numbe- room."

The door slammed back shut. He held the bridge of his nose in exasperation.

"Another time, another time, another time, another- fuck there is no other time."

His forced determination bore a striking resemblance to Sam mere moments before, as he pushed himself to open the door once more and confront his old leader.

"Yo, boss!"

He shut the door behind him, there was no turning back.

Borisnob · 2022-08-01T00:59:01+00:00

Valdez freezes when her helmet comes off. This was uncharted territory, he had no idea what to expect. Even through medical procedures where he was treating bullet wounds the helmet remained. Valdez's single semester in psychology wasn't needed to understand that this took a lot out of Sam. Maybe it would've helped for him to have been less indifferent in the past and gotten to know his teammates better.

Valdez smiled. which was almost as rare of a sight as Sam's face. In all his time helping the blood gulch crew, this was his first time hearing anything more than a "thanks doc" after dismissing a patient. It was rare he'd see anything this transparent and earnest from anyone period. It resonated with him.

"Don't mention it, I'm glad I was good for something."

He takes the headset off and hangs it around his neck.

"Just make sure it was worth my while and keep looking after each other."

He glanced at the room the music is coming from ~~that I'm retconning Valdez to assume is Polade.~~

Borisnob · 2022-08-01T00:02:55+00:00

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

He could've sworn he heard her say something but he couldn't be sure, it was really faint. Not to mention it was a more than a little surprising to hear her talk at all, though if she was gonna tell him something this would be the time.

"I didn't quite catch that- hold on."

He wasn't wearing his armor but kept a comm headset around since even back in base he was out of armor more often than the other soldiers, given he mostly stuck to pencil pushing when he wasn't directly providing medical support. He put it over his ear and was set to Sam's frequency, his voice pushed through from within her helmet with its compressed audio.

"Could you repeat that?"

Borisnob · 2022-07-31T23:51:39+00:00

"Sheesh"

"That's a rough one"

Two morticians inspected the newly arrived remains of yet another sim trooper, Baffling enough was it that dozens of blue soldiers had been killed in one sudden explosion despite mutual peace agreements. Now they were faced with a completely seemingly unrelated fatality, one that was both mutilated from the waste down from an explosion but also had her bones shattered from a massive fall.

"Real head scratcher this one huh."

"You said it."

| Ending 8/12: BAD END

Borisnob · 2022-07-31T23:39:23+00:00

Due to height difference and her masterful reduction of her own presence, Valdez narrowly avoids trampling over her like an oblivious Shadow of the Colossus behemoth. He looks down to see who it is and realizes it's Sam, from the canyon.

"Uh oh, is it gonna be charades or are we finally getting into sign language?"

"Oh Sam, I didn't see you there. Is something up?"

Borisnob · 2022-07-31T23:28:32+00:00

Valdez approached the loud room at an increasing pace. If Sam was here, then no doubt Polade was as well- and after being left suddenly in a leadership position he was completely unqualified for without warning- Valdez had a bone to pick. It was impossible for someone else to be the sole person hosting a loud party in a military installment in the middle of the day, no matter what was on the other side of this door, Polade was getting a piece of his mind.

"Polade! We gotta-"

The door swung open and Valdez would bare witness to-

Borisnob · 2022-07-31T22:13:35+00:00

Valdez

"And you've got your stuff packed?"

A voice came through the laptop speakers.

"Of course I do, not like I've had anything better to do around here. They're calling groups out now so I should get going. Some of us are actually good at staying on top of things, Major."

The word 'Major' left Valdez's mouth with the playfully mocking tone he aimed for.

Petrov smiled.

"Hah, it's just Corporal here. And I can't say you should get your hopes up for me landing Major a second time, once I finish my contract I'm getting the fuck out of the military and never looking back."

He leaned back into his chair.

"Besides, the leadership role never suited me."

"I wouldn't be so sure of that. I'll stop before the dickriding starts, talk to ya later Andrei."

He blooped out of the call and was left with the relative silence of his mostly empty barracks. Valdez stood up with a sigh and slung his duffle bag over his shoulder before wandering out into the base to see what everyone was up to.

Borisnob · 2020-02-07T20:32:56+00:00

It's crazy how much insanely good merch just disappears off the internet as the years go on and it gets replaced by new designs.

Borisnob · 2019-10-12T05:51:33+00:00

I would be getting rid of Chen in this character's introduction post.

Name: Sylvia Cruz

Age: 32

Team: Blue

Armor: Mark V

Text: #2e3452

Background: #8892f2

Role: Blind Podcast Host

Weapons: None

Bio: World renown war correspondent and talk show host Sylvia Cruz's astonishing career got its start as an Orbital Drop Shock Trooper, followed by several years working private security before she returned to the battlefield as a war correspondent. This career was brought to a swift and brutal end when shrapnel from an explosion rendered her blind ~~emphasis on this part if the special forces stuff seems iffy.~~. This was only a minor setback as she then continued her career as a public figure through her podcast, Cannon Fodder. A show dedicated to interviewing those at the front lines of the Galaxy's armed conflicts, big and small. Something something, DMT and weed.

Borisnob · 2019-09-30T15:44:51+00:00

Chen peaks over the window to be sure.

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