Since its been to long since the last time I uploaded and its gonna take a little more since I had to rewrite it since I didn't like where it was going...twice... so have these 3 random shorts in the meantime. They are non linear in time and assume they happened at some point before, during, or after the story.
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At the Army's checkpoint on the highway
Guard #1: ...
Guard #2: ...
Guard #1: ...
Guard #2: *Yawn*
A tumbleweed rolls in front of them.
Guard #1: "Man this is boring, even more than usual. Hey I got an idea, I'll thing something and you try to continue it and then me again and so on."
Guard #2: "Hmm.. yea sure. Go"
Guard #1: *Clears throat* "Emm... alright:
♫We are dudes♫
♫Just dudes♫
♫In power armor suits!♫
♫Yeah... ♫
♫Oh yeah...♫
♫We are here♫
♫To watch♫
♫The base from demonic crap♫
♫Yeah♫
♫Oh yeah...♫
The other guard followed
Guard #2: ♫Whether is a demon...♫
♫Bullet proof with tentacles♫
♫Or a racooon...♫
♫That got extra eyes and eating cables♫
♫We are heeere♫
♫Doing all the job♫
♫While Ryaaan... got a cozy job♫
♫In time like these...♫
♫In time like these yea...♫
♫Oh yeah...♫
Guard #1: "Speaking of the devil..."
The second guard looks at the same direction where the lieutenant walk to them.
Guard #1: "What? Your ass got square from sitting all day?"
Ryan: "Fuck off." He then stood in front of them. "It's boring hearing static all day."
Guard #2: "Well, its the same here, nothing happens. Not that I'm complaining, like I said before, I prefer doing this boring job than going around waiting to get shot."
Guard #1: "Oh that's for sure. But I would like one more dynamic to be honest I would prefer moving boxes around the base's storage than watching the literal nothing, like seriously, not even a small hill is out there."
Ryan: "Yeah...hmmm, question for you, would you rather be station here, in literal Hell, where demonic stuff roams around and all that crap, or be stationed at the Sea of Tranquility?
Guard #1: "Sea of what?"
Guard #2: "Bro, the moon, remember history class."
Guard #1: "Oh yea, that cluster fuck in space where everyone was involved, that's a good question, hmmm, we won that one, no?"
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