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L Anonymous 06/13/15(Sat)04:20:42 No. 106239772 106239968 Goddamnit now I gotta writefag Anonymous 06/1 3/1 5(Sat)04 22 57 No 106239968、22 106240092 >> 106240120 >> 1062401 78 File: soldier snake png (472 KB, 696x450) VIGILO CONFID0 I don't know what those words mean. I've heard human civilians mumble it as they pass through checkpoints, sometimes yelling it when they're arrested I once asked my superiors, and they dismissed it as a primitive religious grunt. For a while, I accepted this explanation Until today. Today, we stopped a woman for a security check, but she seemed different than most humans I saw. Wearing a strange green sweater, she was distant, aloof, with a spark of genius in her eye. The woman mumbled the phrase as my subordinates scanner her I slithered forward. Several humans turned toward me; security checks where I had to get invoved personally usually got ugly "You there," I said. "What does that mean?" She looked at me for a moment. "You would not understand," she stated defiantly, in an accent I couldn't quite place down With a heft, I adjusted the weight of the plasma rifle slung over my shoulder. "What does it mean?" I asked again, forcefully A pause, then an answer. "It is Latin. A dead language. It translates roughly to: We are watched, We are relied upon." My eyes narrowed. "Who's We?" Whatever reply she gave was lost by the sound of something loud and fast zipping through my Captain's head Anonymous 06/1 3/1 5(Sat)042539 No. 106240178 File: vigilo-confido_wide.ipa (198 KB, 1920x1080) 22106241339 22106245051 More gunshots, one bullet even bouncing off my chestplace The insurgents! They were attacking They seemed to appear out of the shadows, their primitive ballistic guns at the ready. Instinct took over; I hissed and slithered forth to crush one with my own tail I was on him in an instant, coiling around him and squeezing hard. With another squeeze, I heard two of his ribs break, and blood began to drip out of his mouth But instead of falling unconscious, the insurgent grunted and reached to his side. Before I could react, he brought up a knife and held it into the air Vigilo Confidol" he screamed, plunging it down. I fell backwards, hissing at the hot, sharp pain in my neck. I was conscious only long enough to see the soldier fall down as well, the world slowly fading to black Before the world is completely gone, I heard human voices talking, though their words are distant and muffled "Looks like this one's still alive," one said Should we take it with us?" another replied Sure, just gonna do something first." I feel electricity surge through my nervous system and then I know nothing Anonymous 06/1 3/1 5(Sat)04 4046 No. 1 0624 1 339トー106241831 File: xjpg (114 KB, 960x540) My first weeks on the insurgent mobile base were hell. Contained into a small cell, I had little room to exercise or move around, and spent most of my time coiled up in a corner. I would hiss at any guard that brought me food, shouting at them in my own language. Surely, eventually, they would just realize I was only a mid-level Peacekeeper and could only only tell them things they already knew. Then they'd throw me out of the ship to my death a mile below But Fate decided otherwise. Instead, one day, the insurgent of the XCOM-second-in-command, the one called Bradford, steps into my cell with armed guards That was it. I was going to be executed right then and there. I raised my claws, offering no resistance Adjutant...Rissia?" he said, thumbing over the datapad "How do you know my name?" I hissed "You forget where you patrol was?" That's right! I was right in front of the Information Center when the battle started. They must have- "I'm going to cut to the chase, Rissia. Ive got an offer for you. One that gets you out of this cell." I say nothing, and he keeps talking "Last few missions have been hell on us. We've lost a lot of good men, and a lot more won't be able to fight for weeks. So here's the offer: join us, join XCOM, or we throw you out of the ship." Well, at least I guess how they would kill me "F--- you and f--- your nest!" I spat Bradford didn't react, instead just placing a hand on his communicator. "Yeah, this is Central. No Commander, she's not going for it. Plan B?" "Plan B?" I repeat. The Avenger lurched, and Bradford's attention turned back to me. We had landed "Before we kill you, there's something the Commander wants you to see." Anonymous 06/1 3/1 5(Sat)04. 46:53 No. 10624 1 831 File: skullipg (357 KB, 1600x1200) トー106242134 >> 106244399 22106245296 I didn't know. I didn't know I didn't know I didn't know. There's canyons out there, outside the cities, filled with human remains. Skulls, rotting flesh and mutilated torsos, all rejected vessels" for my "masters" I thought I was protecting the peace, keeping order. Instead I was a midwife to genocide After gazing upon the rotting remains for hours, I simply told the Commander that I would accept his offer. And just like that, I was Lt. Rissia, Ranger The Skyranger's landing in what used to be Los Angeles now. We quickly scramble off the transport, hiding in the shadows and setting up the ambush As we're ready to strike, I sneak behind an evolved sectoid I give the signal Vigilo Confidol" I coil around the sectoid We are watchful. The sectoid's spine snaps We are relied upon

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L Anonymous 06/13/15(Sat)04:20:42 No. 106239772 106239968 Goddamnit now I gotta writefag Anonymous 06/1 3/1 5(Sat)04 22 57 No 106239968、22 106240092 >> 106240120 >> 1062401 78 File: soldier snake png (472 KB, 696x450) VIGILO CONFID0 I don't know what those words mean. I've heard human civilians mumble it as they pass through checkpoints, sometimes yelling it when they're arrested I once asked my superiors, and they dismissed it as a primitive religious grunt. For a while, I accepted this explanation Until today. Today, we stopped a woman for a security check, but she seemed different than most humans I saw. Wearing a strange green sweater, she was distant, aloof, with a spark of genius in her eye. The woman mumbled the phrase as my subordinates scanner her I slithered forward. Several humans turned toward me; security checks where I had to get invoved personally usually got ugly "You there," I said. "What does that mean?" She looked at me for a moment. "You would not understand," she stated defiantly, in an accent I couldn't quite place down With a heft, I adjusted the weight of the plasma rifle slung over my shoulder. "What does it mean?" I asked again, forcefully A pause, then an answer. "It is Latin. A dead language. It translates roughly to: We are watched, We are relied upon." My eyes narrowed. "Who's We?" Whatever reply she gave was lost by the sound of something loud and fast zipping through my Captain's head Anonymous 06/1 3/1 5(Sat)042539 No. 106240178 File: vigilo-confido_wide.ipa (198 KB, 1920x1080) 22106241339 22106245051 More gunshots, one bullet even bouncing off my chestplace The insurgents! They were attacking They seemed to appear out of the shadows, their primitive ballistic guns at the ready. Instinct took over; I hissed and slithered forth to crush one with my own tail I was on him in an instant, coiling around him and squeezing hard. With another squeeze, I heard two of his ribs break, and blood began to drip out of his mouth But instead of falling unconscious, the insurgent grunted and reached to his side. Before I could react, he brought up a knife and held it into the air Vigilo Confidol" he screamed, plunging it down. I fell backwards, hissing at the hot, sharp pain in my neck. I was conscious only long enough to see the soldier fall down as well, the world slowly fading to black Before the world is completely gone, I heard human voices talking, though their words are distant and muffled "Looks like this one's still alive," one said Should we take it with us?" another replied Sure, just gonna do something first." I feel electricity surge through my nervous system and then I know nothing Anonymous 06/1 3/1 5(Sat)04 4046 No. 1 0624 1 339トー106241831 File: xjpg (114 KB, 960x540) My first weeks on the insurgent mobile base were hell. Contained into a small cell, I had little room to exercise or move around, and spent most of my time coiled up in a corner. I would hiss at any guard that brought me food, shouting at them in my own language. Surely, eventually, they would just realize I was only a mid-level Peacekeeper and could only only tell them things they already knew. Then they'd throw me out of the ship to my death a mile below But Fate decided otherwise. Instead, one day, the insurgent of the XCOM-second-in-command, the one called Bradford, steps into my cell with armed guards That was it. I was going to be executed right then and there. I raised my claws, offering no resistance Adjutant...Rissia?" he said, thumbing over the datapad "How do you know my name?" I hissed "You forget where you patrol was?" That's right! I was right in front of the Information Center when the battle started. They must have- "I'm going to cut to the chase, Rissia. Ive got an offer for you. One that gets you out of this cell." I say nothing, and he keeps talking "Last few missions have been hell on us. We've lost a lot of good men, and a lot more won't be able to fight for weeks. So here's the offer: join us, join XCOM, or we throw you out of the ship." Well, at least I guess how they would kill me "F--- you and f--- your nest!" I spat Bradford didn't react, instead just placing a hand on his communicator. "Yeah, this is Central. No Commander, she's not going for it. Plan B?" "Plan B?" I repeat. The Avenger lurched, and Bradford's attention turned back to me. We had landed "Before we kill you, there's something the Commander wants you to see." Anonymous 06/1 3/1 5(Sat)04. 46:53 No. 10624 1 831 File: skullipg (357 KB, 1600x1200) トー106242134 >> 106244399 22106245296 I didn't know. I didn't know I didn't know I didn't know. There's canyons out there, outside the cities, filled with human remains. Skulls, rotting flesh and mutilated torsos, all rejected vessels" for my "masters" I thought I was protecting the peace, keeping order. Instead I was a midwife to genocide After gazing upon the rotting remains for hours, I simply told the Commander that I would accept his offer. And just like that, I was Lt. Rissia, Ranger The Skyranger's landing in what used to be Los Angeles now. We quickly scramble off the transport, hiding in the shadows and setting up the ambush As we're ready to strike, I sneak behind an evolved sectoid I give the signal Vigilo Confidol" I coil around the sectoid We are watchful. The sectoid's spine snaps We are relied upon

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Feb 04, 2016 at 10:34AM EST in reply to aceofscarabs

Fair enough, then again there has to be a certain window for that, before they decide to krump yah.
>busting us out.
I'll admit it, I'm waiting.
I'm for it to come out cheaper, so i haven't seen that sequence yet

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