Posted 02 November 2011 - 08:12 PM
I guess that I'm one of the 'old' guys, not in the last age bracket but not that far off (sigh).
HEY RELL - at least your Thunderbolt still *HAS* hair ...(another sigh)
I'm still trying to figure out which creaks more ... me or my mech ... I think it's me ...
Just for grins, I found one of my old Yahoo Groups posts (dated: 05/07/2003) (wow-has it been *that* long already?) for your reading pleasure. So grab a chair you young-ins and whatever you're drinking and let me tell you about the time me and the guys were on patrol on ......
(DISCLAIMER: The names of the people in the story have NOT been changed to 'protect the innocent' nor have they given me express permission to print it (grin))
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Striker Lead: Lead to Lance. Alright Ladies, Standard Formation Alpha-3. Passive Radar, Short Range Comms only, keep your eyes and ears open. They're out here, those b*stards.
Woodruff: Striker One: Roger
Airwolf: Striker Two: Roger
Hodson: Striker Three: Affirmative
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Striker Lead: Lead to Three, Over
Hodson: Yeah Boss ?
Striker Lead: You sure you're gonna be ok to run this op? After all, it was *your* family that got banged up by those b*stards during their last raid.
Hodson: I'm *frosty* Boss.
Striker Lead: Just keep it that way, MechWarrior, I don't want anyone who isn't going to keep a level head on my lance. Got that mister?
Hodson: Roger that.
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Woodruff: YO! Picking up something, it's *real* faint. Bearing: 225 relative.
Striker Lead: One, Identification.
Woodruff: Impossible at this range.
Striker Lead: Alright, Two, take point, let's go check it out.
Airwolf: D*mn, again?... how come I'm always the lead *target* ?
Striker Lead: Cause *you're* always finding your way onto my sh*t list.
Airwolf: What'd the hell did I do *this* time ???
Striker Lead: Remember that little brunette from last week?
Airwolf: Do I ever ... Cynthia ... talk about *HOT* ... can't wait to hook up with her again ... what about her... jealous ???
Striker Lead: Not in the least. Her father came to see me later that night.
Airwolf: Hey!!! I didn't touch her!!! I didn't do *ANYTHING*
Striker Lead: Whoa ... throttle down ... I know you didn't ... he was just concerned about his daughter ...
Airwolf: As he *should* be ... Boy if I ever get a chance to get a target lock on that one ... talk about a target of *opportunity* ...
Striker Lead: *ANYWAY*... I told him: Bro, it'll be ok...that boy'll behave himself ....
Airwolf: ... beautiful eyes, sweet full lips, incredible body ... waitjustaminute ... "Bro" ... "BRO"?!?!?!? ... as in ...
Striker Lead: Yup, she's my niece ...
Woodruff: (LOUD LAUGHTER)
Hodson: (BARELY RESTRAINED CHUCKLE)
Airwolf: (DEAD SILENCE)
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Airwolf: AW HELL !!!
Striker Lead: Two ... Report
Airwolf: Picking up a lance of mechs ... a Phoenix Hawk, a Griffin, Jenner, and a ...... Warhammer
Woodruff: D*mn ... not good ... we're seriously out-gunned and out-tonned
Airwolf: No sh*t, ... Sherlock ....
Striker Lead: Shutup Two ... Have they noticed us yet?
Airwolf: No, I don't think ... (WHAM) (STATIC)
Airwolf: I'M HIT !!! THEY'VE SPOTTED US!
Woodruff: No sh*t, ... Sherlock ....
Striker Lead: Alright ladies, time to earn those paychecks
Striker Lead: Three ... where the hell do you think you're going ? Three... THREE!!! Report!!!
Airwolf: D*mmit ... newbie ... cracked under pressure ... and *WE'RE* the ones that are going to pay for it..
Striker Lead: SHUT UP TWO! One, did you see where Three went.
Woodruff: He ran into the woods...can't tell his exact position... too much interference.
Striker Lead: Sh*t, alright ... defensive retreat ... make it expensive for them to come after us.
Woodruff: Roger That
Airwolf: Roger
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Striker Lead: Lead to Lance, Give me a SitRep...
Woodruff: I'm ok Boss, nothing's breached.... Armor's getting pretty thin though.
Airwolf: Easy for *you* to say... I'm breached in both side torsos ... and a frozen leg actuator....(CRACKLE) (STATIC)
Woodruff: STRIKER TWO IS DOWN. Looks like ... d*mn ... they blew his left leg off.
Striker Lead: Two, Report!
Airwolf: (STATIC)
Woodruff: Hate to say this Boss, but we need to get the hell out of here...now ....
Striker Lead: Sh*t...dammit ... full retreat...
Woodruff: They've reached Striker Two's position ... D*mn, looks like the Warhammer's gonna deliver the coup-de-grace.
Striker Lead: Jesus Chri....(THUMP)
Woodruff: What the hel....Holy shi ... the Warhammer....the head ... it's ... gone.
Striker Lead: Three ... THREE!!! What the hell are you doing!?!??!? REPORT!!!!
Hodson: *THAT'S* for my mother ...
Striker Lead: GODD*MMIT ... THREE ... REPORT!!!
Hodson: I'm *frosty* Boss.
Woodruff: He's engaging...
Striker Lead: Sonofab*tch ... alright ... concentrate fire on whatever Three isn't engaging...keep them off his back...let's go.
Hodson: *THAT'S* for my sister ...
Striker Lead: Three ... Status ...
Hodson: I'm *frosty* Boss.
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(((=== EPILOGUE 1 ===)))
Woodruff: So Boss ... We keeping him? ... or is he toast ???
Striker Lead: Who ... Hodson? ... *I'm* keeping him ... the base commander was about to court-martial him for dereliction of duty, disobeying orders, etc, etc, etc. But he *did* turn the tide of that battle, we picked up 4 relatively clean mechs in the salvage and he saved Airwolf's sorry *ss.
(((=== EPILOGUE 2 ===)))
Hodson: Yo Airwolf, how's the leg?
Airwolf: It's a little bit better now....I'll tell you one thing though...It was one HELL of a feeling having your mech's leg blown off... that neurohelmet feedback ... felt like my own leg was torn off.
Airwolf: Hey, Hodson ...
Hodson: Yeah ?
Airwolf: Thanks man ... I owe you one
Hodson: No problem ... Just make sure to come save *MY* *ss when I need it
Airwolf: Anytime, pal....anytime
Airwolf: Hey...I just found out something that you might be interested in...
Hodson: What?
Airwolf: Cynthia's got a sister ... a year younger than her ... (grin)
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And there you have it boys -- hope you learned something ... like don't get on your Lance Lead's bad side ... *VERY, VERY IMPORTANT*
And in case some of you were wondering about Cynthia ... yup ... married her ... now *I* wouldn't have called it a shotgun wedding or anything like that ... but there *was* this LBX-20 ....