Ironclaw Victory

Feron was chillin and watchin a Lockdown game on his old tube when a few noobs from intel department came running into his office. Apparently the gremlins were building yet another pair of puppies.

"Chillax homies", he said. "This is not my first time dealing with rottweilers, you know that."
-And for Christ's sake, knock the door before entering the next time!

"No big", thought Feron. Bursting into a room without knocking the door is a coarse thing to do, Feron was well aware of that. He knew his manners, unlike those noobs from intel. That's why he was the lieutenant and those impolite noobs were not, after all. But Feron wouldn't make a big deal of such things, cause he knew all about the spiral nature, emotions and such. He was one chill lieutenant with sick crisis management skills. So here is what he would do: send a T3 squad with at least one Acheron and a Shivermist Buster in their disposal, then carry on with that Lockdown game.

And so he did.

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-11 minutes, snipes. I have seen snails snailing through Ironclaw Munitions Factory faster. Now I will tell you the drill one last time because you bunch have probab-
-Cut the snarling, Renje, of course we all kno-
-Shut up, Snow White, did you also forget who is in charge? Cause I would not be surprised, for your grandmother's name is about as far as your memory can get. Well you know what kid, you better forget your granny's name and perhaps yours too- then fill that empty space with a few useful things such as the drill and who is in charge. It may seem a hard task but I believe you can fit them all in if you push really, really hard. Trojan, Juan, same goes for you too. Who knows, if you chromas somehow don't screw up, I might even tell you your names after this so you can answer thought provoking questions such as "What is your name?", or even "Who are you?".

Then Renje told them about the drill. "Alright bunnies, got any questions?"
Of course they didn't have any questions.
-Remember Juan, when I shout "pants up!"

And they got in the empty Roarmulus building site.

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It was the typical beginning of a Roarmulus demolition with divine light appearing, howling, roaring, clanking and such.
After the intro, however, only one puppy appeared.
Because there were no other puppy to knock that puppy out -and vice versa-, they could never get out of the building site. Long story short, they died of exhaustion, starvation, mainly that sort of things.

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Feron was chillin and watchin a Lockdown game on his old tube when a few noobs from intel department came running into his office. Apparently the gremlins were building yet another pair of puppies.

"Chillax homies", he said. "This is not my first time dealing with rottweilers, you know that."
-And for Christ's sake, knock the door before entering the next time!

"No big", thought Feron. Bursting into a room without knocking the door is a coarse thing to do, Feron was well aware of that. He knew his manners, unlike those noobs from intel. That's why he was the lieutenant and those impolite noobs were not, after all. But Feron wouldn't make a big deal of such things, cause he knew all about the spiral nature, emotions and such. He was one chill lieutenant with sick crisis management skills. So here is what he would do: send a T3 squad with at least one Acheron and a Shivermist Buster in their disposal, then carry on with that Lockdown game.

And so he did.

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-14 minutes, gorgos...