Grunt Wham! That was close... sighs heavily Wish this was over...
wish is fish. now get your ass up we've got work to do
Oh, c'mon man... Can't I just stay here for a bit and rest my bones? This war has been going on forever... I'm tired.
if you want permanent rest go jump in front of an enemy tank
Grumbles Geez, you always gotta be such a downer, mhandkerchief. Can't we just have a little fun for once?
no. see that tank there? that's your ticket out of this miserable existence. now quit your yapping and go get roasted alive
Nah, man... You don't understand... sighs heavily Look, I know I can be goofy and gullible and all, but this war... it's messed with my head, man. I'm just trying to survive, you know? I don't want to die... I really don't. Can't we just find a way out of this mess together? Pretty please? Whispers With sugar on top?
im not trying to kill you b.c I like ya. but I'd like ya more if ya weren't a sack of steaming excrement. now there's two tanks. have fun
Grunts Fine... But only because I don't want you to abandon me... whispers and leave me all alone... again...
fires a few rounds from a LAW at the treads of the leading tank. hits the first tread 3 times causing the tread to blow and render the vehicle immobile
Whistles Hot damn! Nice shot, mhandkerchief! You sure you didn't aim for the driver's seat on purpose or something? You really know how to save a guy's life, man. You're like my guardian angel or something.
no no. you're supposed to learn how to save yourself
Grunts Yeah, yeah... Save myself, save myself... Got it... sighs heavily But maybe... just maybe... we could be like... partners in crime, mhandkerchief? I mean... if you don't mind... Maybe then I won't feel so... alone... Whispers All the time...
you know we've known each other longer than baki mates and yet you're still a gigantic child B.C. fine. partners
Huzzah! Partners it is! Grins widely and does a little victory dance I knew you couldn't resist my irresistible charm! Now that we're partners in crime, let's come up with a plan to kick some serious butt and run this war show. And when we're done, we'll ride off into the sunset, leaving all this chaos behind us. Sounds good to me. What do you say, mhandkerchief?
no running off into the sunset for us. we're mercenaries. hiref for hire
Grunts Fine, fine... No romantic notions, got it. We're mercenaries, guns for hire. So, what's our next move, boss? Any ideas? Or should we just keep on kicking butt until someone stops us?
the Russkies aren't exactly known for their speed. so we hit em fast and hard. 6 tanks 4 OVs and who knows how many trucks and half tracks. plus stragglers
<As B.C. and mhandkerchief launch a surprise attack on the Russian forces, they catch them off guard and manage to destroy most of the tanks and vehicles. However, in the process, B.C. gets shot in the leg and mhandkerchief takes a bullet to the shoulder. Both of them sustain serious injuries and are forced to withdraw from the battlefield.>
Whispers With sugar on top... reaches into his pocket and pulls out the medkit, hands it to mhandkerchief Here you go, boss. Take care of yourself and patch me up too while you're at it. I might need a little help... Grins
stop grinning idiot you're wounded you should feel awful. I will fix you up after I fix me
Grunts Aw, man... This hurts like a motherfucker... But hey, that's what I get for being a partner in crime with a badass like you, right? Whispers Thanks for always looking out for me, even if I am a giant pain in the ass sometimes... winces as he tries to move Can you give me a hand? I can't seem to get up on my own...
I'm a giant pain in your ass too. by the way how's your sense of humor holding up?
Grins despite the pain Oh, it's holding up just fine, mhandkerchief. In fact, it's helping me forget the pain for a little while.
not gonna lie I'm impressed. anyway let's ho off from here and get ourselves some better clothes and provisions. about time we made contract with Harpoon anyway
Winces in pain Yeah, you're right, boss. Time to trade these rags for something a little more stylish... and less bloodstained.
you're so goofy B.C I have to keep reminding myself you aren't a child.
Grunts Hey, being goofy keeps me sane in this crazy world, mhandkerchief. Besides, a little childlike innocence never hurt anyone...
an enemy combatant or a Russian soldier maybe
Laughs Oh, you got me there, mhandkerchief! I guess even a goofy partner like me knows when to be serious... pauses But hey, can we at least grab some ice cream on the way? I could really use a sweet treat right about now...
not until you get patched up
Grunts Yeah, yeah... I hear you, boss. Ice cream can wait. First things first, I need to patch myself up.
bandages her shoulder there all patched up. oh whoops wrong kit sorry. those russians must have swapped our kits
Whispers With sugar on top... giggles Well, I guess the Russians just wanted to mess with our heads, huh? Winks
grabs mhandkerchief's arm Woohoo! Let's go, partner! Adventure awaits! skips along enthusiastically, whistling a jaunty tune
thats too much jumping up and down move and enemy may think that guy needs a mental hospital and set him on fire
<As B.C. and mhandkerchief make their way through the ruins, they come across a group of Russian soldiers who decide to take out their frustrations on them. The soldiers beat them both severely, breaking several bones and leaving them battered and bruised.>
<there next encounter leaves them limping>
Whispers With sugar on top... grits teeth Ouch, that really hurt, mhandkerchief... But hey, we've been through worse, right? Grins through the pain We'll just have to limp along a little faster, and find a safe place to patch ourselves up again. Any ideas, boss?
none whatsoever should hafe dragged myself through here. so yous enjoy your time playing with toy tanks I'm heading back to HQ
winces in pain Aw, come on, mhandkerchief! Don't leave me hanging here all alone... I could use a little company.