Brasil Posted August 24, 2004 Share Posted August 24, 2004 [center][img]http://www.otakuboards.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=20822&stc=1[/img][/center] -He was one of the most outstanding hunters this program has ever produced. He was brilliant and outstanding in every way?and he was a good man. too. Humanitarian man, man of wit, of humor. He understood the sport. He respected it. But now his ideas, methods have become?unsound. In this hunt, things got confused out there?power, ideals, the old morality, and practical survival necessities. Out there with these natives it must be a temptation to be god. Because there's a conflict in every human heart between the rational and the irrational, between good and evil. The good does not always triumph. Sometimes the dark side overcomes what Lincoln called the better angels of our nature. Every man has got a breaking point. You and I have. He has reached his. And very obviously, he has gone insane. -Yes sir, very much so sir. Obviously insane. -Your mission is to proceed up the Doe River in a local fishing boat with five other operatives. They have already been stationed there, and will meet you upon your arrival. Pick up his path at Bedford Dock, follow it, learn what you can along the way. When you find Andrews, infiltrate his team by whatever means available and terminate his command. -Terminate? -Terminate?with [i]extreme prejudice[/i]. [center]---[/center] You have just been assigned your mission, Captain, now we must review your information. Please fill out the attached forms completely and return them to us. You will notice that the forms do not have the conventional format, because, Captain, this is not a conventional mission. Your name, age, and experience is all that is required. Please do not include any unrequested fields. If at any time during the evaluation process, we feel you are better suited to replace one of our current field operatives, and not to supervise this mission, we reserve the right to act upon those observations and transfer you without your consent. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Raiha Posted August 24, 2004 Share Posted August 24, 2004 [COLOR=MediumTurquoise]Name: Daisy "Day" Quiver Age: 18. Previous Experience: A fresh recruit, green like grass, wide eyed, a bit on the hyper side, but generally an excellent lure-ing person. Not to be confused with alluring. She likes water. Water is nice. But she also likes the little duck call whistle she picked up ages ago. It makes a sound like a duck. It hangs around her neck on a green cord. And she's never gone a day without puffing up her cheeks, inhaling a big lungful of good clean air, and exhaling into the little duck call, making a noise that usually sounds like a duck in heat. Sometimes it sounds like a dying rabbit. But enough of that. One time she played fetch with a labrador retreiver. She threw a stick, and it came back with a dead duck. She was so repulsed by the huge bullet wounds in the duck's chest, and so surprised that it's head was missing, that she threw the duck back and chased the labrador, just to see where he'd been fetching. She found several decapitated bullet ridden ducks lined up in a bed of rushes. Daisy remembers thinking: "That's odd. I thought ducks mated and had ducklings and stuff." Then she went back to playing fetch. The labrador retreiver, chocolate in color and soulful in temperment, decided that he had found his new best friend. And they've been together ever since. [/COLOR] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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