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Crimson Jester

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  1. Crimson Jester
    Break Point will be returning tonight, March 19th, with a few changes:
     
    -Naval units will be playable
    -Players may start as squad leaders upon special request
    -Changes have been made to the Gamble Factor
     
    Look for it tonight, and get ready to enlist!
  2. Crimson Jester
    I've been dreaming every night about strangling all of you
    I need some answers now
    I ask you a question, you must answer
    I want to know who is he is
    You need to tell me
    I can't take this anymore
    If you don't give me answers, I'm going to chop you into little piece
    Hotwheels, miniature trains, Tinker Toys... I'll burn you all down
     
    Now we are going to do
    Something extremely fun (yeah!)
    We're going to play (let's play a game!)
    A wonderful game called, "Who is your daddy?"
     
    Who is your daddy, and what does he do?
    Who is your daddy, and what does he do?
     
    Does he fix cars that women crash?
    Or does he live in New York and drive a cab?
     
    Some of your daddies just work a normal boring desk job
    But one of them is a drug dealer and I am really a cop
     
    Who is your daddy, and what does he do?
    Who is your daddy, and what does he do?
     
    Does he fix cars that women crash?
    Or does he live in New York and drive a cab?
     
    Yeah!
     
    Who is your daddy, and what does he do?
    Who is your daddy, and what does he do?
    Who is your daddy, and what does he do?
    Who is your daddy, and what does he do?
  3. Crimson Jester
    So, I totally catastrophically wounded my foot yesterday.
     
    Convinced it wasn't too bad, I went to a walk-in clinic, and the doctor was all 'OMGWTF!? GO GET X-RAYS! UR FOOTS BROKEDED!'. So, form in hand, I go to the hospital, and get all radiated. The radiologist is convinced it isn't broken, and that I'm fine. And yet, my foot is still massively swollen, in copious amounts of pain, and thoroughly bruised.
     
    But apparently I'm fine.
  4. Crimson Jester
    August 17th, 1944
     
    It’ll be five years next month. Five long, bloody years we’ve been in this.
     
    Five is a pretty small number, contrasted to the rest of those associated with this. Thirty cities in ruins. Ninety-one ships sunk. One hundred seventy-eight planes downed. Three hundred one thousand, six hundred fifty-six men MIA. More than double that KIA. And by tomorrow, I’ll be back here, writing again, scribbling out those numbers, and replacing them with the new tallies.
     
    My division has been in the jungles for fifty-one days now. Well, at least what’s left of the jungles. What once was revered as being a place of beauty and solace, has now become its’ bitter foil. Trees and other plant life crushed and burned lines the jungle floor, speckled with the occasional human or animal corpse, in various conditions. It really goes to show how bitter our race has become.
     
    I’ve gotten used to the smell of bodies, at least. There’s some who still haven’t, and boy do I feel sorry for them. Almost every day I see a group of them off in the bushes, puking their guts out. There’s been lot of mental breakdowns, too. Almost every day the companies have to send men back to the psych ward at Fort Grey. Makes you feel lucky.
     
    Speaking of lucky, we lost another platoon last night. They were out on a night raid, about 2km south-east, at a UE encampment. We lost radio contact with them at around 2345h, and found their bodies, along with an empty camp, this afternoon. May they rest in peace.
     
    Anyways, it’s getting real close to dinner time, and I think we get those fancy MRE’s with the meatloaf tonight. I’ll try and write tomorrow.
     

    Colt 
  5. Crimson Jester
    The night was eerie and harsh, with rather unusual weather for the season. A blanket of fog coated the bustling, bright bay. The wind whipped harshly, blasting scurrying Navymen with icy cold droplets of salty seawater. But still, they trudged on for reason even beyond them.
     
     
     
    A flash far out at sea accompanied a large, ferocious explosion, rocking the port, sending men and debris flying. Long, drawn out siren wails could be heard from every which way, and the Navymen began to scramble. Shore cannons lit up the bay with thunderous echoes, sending round after round back at the aggressors.
     
     
     
    Far from the bay, a dress uniform-clad Colonel stepped back from his window from where he viewed the spectacle. He took a rather large drag of his cigar, and reached for a phone on the desk.
     
     
     
    “This is Colonel Donegan, sir.”
     
     
     
    “Code Seven, sir. Operation Cerberus is in effect.”
     
     
     
     
    ---
     
     
     
     
    What is it? Figure it out yourself.
     
     
     
  6. Crimson Jester
    Thought it was time for a gaming entry.
     
    But yeah, this game is spectacular. Any 360 owner should have it, 'specially if you have Live.
     
    Oh, and speaking of Live, if you have this game, or other sweet ones you'd figure I'd have, add me up: CrimsonxJester. Just make sure to PM me letting me know, first.
  7. Crimson Jester
    From the desk of the Overseer:
     
    Vault-Tec, the great company responsible for the building of our, and other Vaults, has produced a minute-and-a-half TV Spot, advertising placement in out Vaults!
     
    Sign up today! for Vault-Tec
     
    Until next time BZP,
     
    CJ.
  8. Crimson Jester
    Hm... nothing really to write about, but I'm going to write anyways. Jesterland is rather boring this evening. I'm sitting here, just listening to my music. With that said, if you're bored as well, PM me or IM me on MSN or AIM to give yourself something to do.
     
    But for now, here's some lyrics:
     

    Disturbed I'm Alive
     
    Never again will I be dishonored
    And never again will I be reminded
    Of living within the world of the jaded
    They kill inspiration
    It's my obligation
    To never again, allow this to happen
    Where do I begin?
    The choices are endless
    Denying the sin
    My art, my redemption
    I carry the torch of my fathers before me
     
    The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away
    There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice
    To change myself, I'd rather die
    Though they will not understand
    I won't make the greatest sacrifice
    You can't predict where the outcome lies
    You'll never take me alive
    I'm alive
    I'm alive
    I'm alive
     
    Change again, cannot be considered
    I rage again, dispelling my anger
    Where do I begin?
    The choices are endless
    My art, my redemption, my only salvation
    I carry the gift that I have been blessed with
    My soul is adrift in oceans of madness
    Repairing the rift that you have created
    I am not alone, brothers, give me your arms now
     
    The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away
    There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice
    To change myself, I'd rather die
    Though they will not understand
    I won't make the greatest sacrifice
    You can't predict where the outcome lies
    You'll never take me alive
     
    I'm no slave
    Are you feeling brave?
    Or have you gone out of your mind?
    No more games
    It won't feel the same
    If I hold my anger inside
    There's no meaning
    My soul is bleeding
    I've had enough of your kind
    One suggestion, use your discretion
    Before you label me blind
     
    The thing I treasure most in life cannot be taken away
    There will never be a reason why I will surrender to your advice
    To change myself, I'd rather die
    Though they will not understand
    I won't make the greatest sacrifice
    You can't predict where the outcome lies
    You'll never take me alive
    I'm alive
    I'm alive
    I'm alive
    I'm alive
    I'm alive
    I'm alive
    I'm alive
    I'm alive
     
    -CJ
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