May 5, 14:25. Alpha Company scouting Zone W, Area C. Previous scouting group, Charlie Company, still missing, presumed lost. Recon and gather still in effect...
"Alpha Leader, report in..."
"Roger, this is Alpha Leader, we're beginning our sweep."
"Acknowledged, Alpha. Happy hunting."
"A-Three, how's the sweep on your end?"
"Nothin' yet, Lead'... feels like we've been walking around in circles all this time..."
"Keep it up."
"Sure thing, A-Lead'."
"How about over on your end, A-Sev'?"
"We're going around the bowl, but we're just finding a lot of bits of hair and not a lot else."
"Keep looking..."
"Hey Lead', mind if I ask you a question?"
"Go ahead, Sev'."
"I mean, I know we're here now 'cause the last patrol disappeared, brought back some dirty goods and all... but is this really where we should be looking for stuff?"
"Of course not... but so far this is our only means in so this is all we can hope for. Hooah?"
"Hooah, Lead'."
"...Thanks for the remind, actually. All teams, watch out for clear pools... that's the same crap that almost wiped out battalion last week. Stay away from it, got that?"
"Hooah, Lead'."
"Hooah."
"...Lead', I heard something!"
"Damn... everyone move your-"
(*FLASH*)
"Ah! Where'd that come from?!"
"Scramble!"
"I can't see!"
"Contact!"
"Move! Get out of the way!"
(*WHRRRRR!!!*)
(*KA-THUNK!!!*)
"Oh sh-... pull out! Pull ou--"
(*FSSHHHP!*)
"SEV'!!! EVERYONE, BACK THROUGH THE WALL!!!"
"Lead', we just lost everyone, nine-through-twel--"
(*FSSHHHP!*)
"That's it, it's over! We're done! We're so freakin' done!"
"Lead', what do we do?!?!"
(*FSSHHHP!*)
"Damn..."
"Help me! Help me! LEAD', HELP!!!"
(*FSSHHHP!*)
"DAMN!!!"
(*FSSHHHP!* *FSSHHHP!* *FSSHHHP!*)
"(*crackle*)... battalion... battalion, come in... for the love of god, respond..."
"This is battalion! What the hell happened down there?!"
"This is Three... they're all gone... everyone's gone..."
"Who's gone? What happened?!"
"It came down from above us... just a big, long thing just touched down making a lot of noise, and just... just taking us out, one by one... Lead's gone... all but three of us have been completely wiped out..."
"Acknowledged... okay, the three of you, get back to battalion..."
"Roger, we're on our-... oh dear god, no... no!"
"What?! Three, respond, what's happening?!"
"It's back! The noisy thing isn't back, but it is ba- oh god! It just crushed Five!"
"What?!"
"Just picked him up out of the air and crushed him! No!!!"
"Get out of-"
"FIFTEEN, MOVE IT!!! NO!!!"
"GET OUT OF THERE!"
"It's coming for me! It's too big... too fast... no!!! Nooo---AUUUUGHH!!!"
"Three!!!"
"AUUUUUUUUHHHH---"
"...my god... what are we sending our people into over there..."
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So yeah. Ants in the bathroom downstairs. The liquid baits are only kinda working, and the other day they were just all over the place. So I had it and took the vacuum cleaner to 'em. A couple hours later I checked back, found three, took 'em out with toilet paper.
Yeah, ants get zero quarter from me . . .
Ahem.
In other news, I'm finding it hilarious that in GTA IV, suicide by cop is perhaps more preferable than arrest. So far that I can tell, getting "killed" and respawning from a hospital with some money lost but with full health seems to be better than getting arrested, losing all your guns, and still being stuck with however much health you have at the moment.
Actually, maybe you get your health back after getting arrested too . . . I'll have to check on that . . . in any case, though, losing guns is a pain . . .
So that's how this week started for me. Fun times, hey?
