"Wut dah 'ell is dis? Maybe I dont wannas report, eh?! You evah tink of dat?! Didant tink so... Anyway, I be Jimmah! Jimmy Larkin! I be in SWAT 'oo, but to lazy to get dat ship. I do it latahs!"
OKAY BOYS, UNLEASH HELL!!! CCCHHHARGEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Quintus Lucius Romanus at your service sir! My trireme[ship] is ready along with the catapults[Debbies] and arrows[Veangeances]!!
Detective Mike Arenson, reporting in for duty. My Arrow Interceptor is on Fort Bush and will be brought out into space if needed. Otherwise, I got some investigations to sort out...
Corporal Karl Agathon Reporting in, just getting back from vacation on Curacao, man... thats the place to be... Oh and I am a member of the Swat team in case you forgot boss.
Iâll carry this flag
To the grave if I must
Because itâs flag that I love
And a flag that I trust
Jeff Goodson here! Still on vacation, these damn kids won't let me go home!
Curacao is nice, but I miss my cockpit and donuts!
All in all, chief, I hope I'll be back soon. If you decide to wait for my return, of course.
If not, don't give my Patriot away to some southern fatty, but put it in a museum, as it deserves!
Lucendez Wrote:
It is every Corsair's responsibility to die a beautiful death in defense of Crete, regardless of how OORP or how capwhoring the opposition is. Launch your fighter, joust the battlecruisers and die a beautiful death. Then, drink it down in the bar.
"Hullo Sir! This is officer Dwayne Dwight reporting in. I have my made-to-order helmet for my bad ear, and special dust filters in the cockpit to remove powdered sugar for my asthma. I shall be up-up-and-away in no time! (By the way, I have taken the liberty or ordering lo-salt organic sandwiches in the lunch room)"