This is the story of an angry prick who doesn't even have the gene seed but has the rage to fight a angry marine, or even a chaos god for this matter.
They took his dog, he took there lives.
Now he fights sirens with his bare hands believe it or not...
We see our hero, accepted (not entirely but just enough) into there ranks, as he sits on his glorious golden commander chair with angry, piss yellow pride, he thinks of the good times he had with another guardsman, who actually was also an angry guardsman, however the transformation of this one was unknown, and anyone who dares question how he even got there gets sent to the apothecary, because they ended up getting an dangerous illness called (SHOVEL UP ASS!!!) that there should say everything, comment here if you wanna read the angry Kriegers backstory or just an entire story dedicated to him and his bullshit, anyway back to the golden chair
TF does work
Javelin: Commander!!!
TF: Quiet
He proceeds to point at a wild, sleeping Laffey, asleep like a 10 ton box of rocks
Javelin: sorry, commander
TF: what is it
Javelin: i brought you this gift
TF: gift? What gift
Javelin: suffering
as she proceeds to take out a mega stack of papers, because of the past commanders also depriving them of there natural birth right (OIL i i mean RESOURCES) they had shitty dorms and food, this guy took the liberty to give them better food and dorms, so maybe there point of view changes drastically (or not because eh)
TF:ffffffffFFFFFFFFF
javelin:SHHHHHH!!!!
Laffey: wha
TF and javelin: E
Laffey falls back to sleep
TF: thank puck
Javelin: eh
TF: nothing
You may be asking, uh MAN, who is his secretary? Weeeeeeeeeell about that
Jean Bart: COMMANDER!!!
Laffey falls of couch: EEEEEEEE!!!!
TF: GOOD JOB SUPER SHIT, SCARED MY ADORABLE CINNAMON BUN!!!
Jean Bart: WELL I DIDNT KNOW SHE WAS HERE
As laffey begins to sob, our prick notices this
TF patting laffeys head: don't worry my child, she cant hurt you as long as i live and breath
Jean: HEY I AINT NO MONSTER!!!
TF: if you ain't why you yellin
Jean: i uh ummmm
TF: exactly
Laffey: i wanna sleep, like right now
Damn she lookin like she having Vietnam flashbacks
TF: of course my child, i take you to my room
Laffey: no
Wait why is she EH
TF: awww you wan sleep on my back
Laffey: yes
Jean: alright forget what i was gonna say
Jean walks outa the room knowing how bad she fucked up, while ark royal behind the window gets arrested for viewing the destroyer sleeping on his back again
TF: boy life sucks
FDG: oi boya
TF: huh
In the cold dark damp corner of his office, this is all he sees
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TF: holy mary mother of Joseph
FDG: my child has deemed one of my children his own child, you know what that means hmm
TF: yes my dearest
And thus a forced marriage was made that day, not official, at least not yet honhonhon
