- General Noobus
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- Exalted Mythic Member
Got to like page 11 and didn't see this so here goes.
"It blew right through us. 50.cal, Rockets... didn't do a thing."
"Where's the rest of your platoon?"
"Wasted, Sarge."
"And we will be too sir, if we don't get the hell outta here!"
"You hit, Marine?"
"N-no sir"
"Then listen up. Back when I joined the core, we didn't have any fancy shmancy Tanks. We had sticks! Two sticks and a rock for a whole platoon. And we had to share the rock. Buck up boy, you're one very lucky marine!"
"But what about that Scarab?"
"We've all run the simulations. They're tough but they ain't invincible. Stay with the Master Chief, he'll know what to do."
"Yes sir Sergeant!"
"Thanks for the tank, he never gets me anything."
"Oh I know what the ladies like."
And then there's the scared Grunt in Uprising.
"Please, no hurt! Me like Elites. Brutes stinky bad bad! Me stay here, make sure noooo Brutes come behind mighty Arbiter. Hehe, huh."