2 replies to this topic

[CallMeGunny]

It can be stressful on the battlefield. From the cold tundras and rigid cities to the burning plains: You hear the whistle of the chill wind or the steaming of your burning heatsinks. And all along, you have no one to talk to, save that sympathetic female voice who always cares enough to tell you about those missiles heading your way. Reminds me of mom, always telling me what to do but because she cares.

So, as a dedicated pilot, and a human.. I have spent many years contemplating a solution to this harsh isolation we endure before we all inevitably die in a ball of fire: Love.

That's right, stop hiding behind that building all lonely and secluded. Come on out, say hello! Let the world know you're still there, still human! Walk right on out to that ATLAS and give him a big old hug! Let him know you care!

Reach out and touch somebody, because we're all going to die. So let's die with some love, people!

Because behind that skull on his face, every ATLAS has a heart of gold.. Full of bullets waiting to kiss you on the cheek

[dal10]

i don't think this falls under fan fiction... send it to katetoa (because every thread that doesn't outright die gets there eventually, or gets pinned, one of the 2)

[Skye Storm]

I don't know why... but I shed a tear on my keyboard.
NOW I WANT TO HUG EVERYONE!!!