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BellyButton
Assistant Administrator
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10-23-2015, 04:47 PM
 
 
 
 
 
Location: Abandoned Military Base
Barracks
To think, at one time, the barracks was buzzing with activity, housings dozens of soldiers. What was their life like, you wonder? What were their hopes? What were their dreams? And opening the old footlockers, you wonder... did they ever wash their clothes? 
(Cadet Cap - Olive & Camouflage, Baggy Jean - Olive & Camouflage, Striped T-Shirt - Olive M&F, Black Mechanic Boots)
      
Communications Room
The atmosphere of the communications room is just thick with drama. Imagine all the secrets that passed through these walls. A small group of people, bridging the gap between countries, between governments. Imagine just how many times the world's fate may have hung in the balance here. Ponder the weight, the gravity, the severity of the duty they must have felt every moment of the day. -- But wait, what's that on the wall? An old betting sheet. 'Who will win the cold war? USA or Russia? $10 a spot."
(+1000g  )
Infirmary
The old infirmary is all kinds of spooky. Like being in an abandoned hospital. But it does make you think about the stories your grandfather told about being a medic during the war. "It was grisly!" He would say. "Head wounds! Limbs blown off! Some of those boys were an inch away from death. But me and the other medics never gave up! We wouldn't eat, we wouldn't sleep, knowing a life hung in the balance. We gave our blood, sweat and tears to save those brave men!" -- "What about the ones that didn't make it?" You asked. -- "We split the money in their pockets and stacked 'em in the back." ... ... You didn't talk to your grandpa often.
(+900g )
Mess Hall
Now look at the mess you've gotten yourself into!  Get it? Mess? Mess Hall? Huh? ......
(End of Investigation - See F.A.Q.)
Munitions Room
For an advanced race of beings, you'd have thought the Tarcurian weapons would be... a little more elaborate. In fact, they look a lot like the toy ray guns you used to play with when you were a kid. It reminds you of the time you were hanging out at your aunt Altaira's house and found what you assumed to be another ray gun in her bedroom. "That ain't no ray gun," she laughed, "that's my plastic educator," and shooed you out of the room. Years later you would try to forget the incident ever happened.
(+1 Raffle Point)
Shooting Range
In the shooting range, you notice a definite lack of things that actually shoot. e.g. guns. But it's just as well, you wouldn't know how to fire one anyway. Maybe if you were some movie bad ass like Sylvester Stabbone or Sigourney Weevil or Arnold Schwarzenjammer. But no, you're just little ol' you. A person can dream, though.
(Kick Ass Action Hero)
Strategy Room
Entering the strategy room, you gaze upon a breathtaking sight. Five ethereal orbs of light, bobbing up and down above the oval table. They are a mystery, one that eludes you. But you feel the answer will be known soon.
Training Room
In the training room you find a rather interesting military instruction manual on how to survive in the jungle. It tells about making and maintaining a fire. Gathering rain water to drink. Harvesting palm nuts and such. Doesn't sound too bad, and you start to think, "I can do this." ... Only when you get to the part about roasting tarantulas do you have second thoughts. 'Be sure to cut off the spider's sac,' the manual reads, 'this is where the guts are. And make sure your tarantula is thoroughly cooked, as the poison can burn your tongue and induce violent vomiting.' -- Slowly you put the manual down and vow never to go to the jungle.
(Deep in the Jungle)
Last edited by Captain Howdy; 11-04-2015 at 03:23 AM..
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