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The Fallen Farmer Returns - Open to AFA members

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The Fallen Farmer Returns - Open to AFA members
Offline Madvillain
11-14-2012, 11:52 PM, (This post was last modified: 11-15-2012, 12:09 AM by Madvillain.)
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"Kunio , get your lazy behind to the conference room right away"

a voice shouted through the intercom.
Kunio raised an eyebrow and lay the missile shell that he was filling with fertiliser and charcoal down on his table gently.

He looked around his room.
Pictures of his former farm , his family , his beloved lands.
His view then turned further on to the pictures of his beloved old black dragon,
the shed where he made his home made missiles to shoot at the Synth Food freighters bringing their goods to Honshu.

''Cwap food...'' he mumbled to himself.

Eversince the Kogen regime fell , Kunio lost it all.
He was just a shadow of the horrible pilot he used to be.
A farmer by day and a warrior by night , he used all his bravery to defend himself in that horrible event,
trying to help navy forces still loyal to the emperor make their way to bretonia.
That day something snapped inside him.

He saw some of his closest friends getting mowed down by flak ,
and it was a miracle that he made it out alive in his ejecting pod.
Since then he felt empty , void of any pride.
Hiding in Cape Soya fell hard on him , people looked down on him , he could see it in their eyes.
No longer a pilot , he had a ''cwappy'' job now as a cleaner.
He didn't meet anyone from his old wing , and presumed they all perished during that last fight.
Then again , he never did any effort in looking for them , too ashamed to face what he might find.

"I might not be the sharpest knife in the draw, but ... oh who am I kidding" he mumbled.

To deal with his isolation , he took up his old hobby of fabricating missiles again.
He had quite a collection already , but no ship to mount them on.
Still it was useful to him.
It was like he could put a little bit of frustration in every missile that he finished.

"KUNIO SARAWATARI , Report to the main Conference room now and stop daydreaming!!''
the voice in his intercom shouted , this time even more angered...

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The Fallen Farmer Returns - Open to AFA members - by Zelot - 11-11-2012, 11:52 PM
RE: The Fallen Farmer Returns - Open to AFA members - by Madvillain - 11-14-2012, 11:52 PM
RE: The Fallen Farmer Returns - Open to AFA members - by Zelot - 11-17-2012, 06:45 PM

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