@thou asketh and thou hast recieved:
After said incident, Mei showed Gan the dormitories and rounded the corner waving a hello to the passing troops. Gan thought to himself 'He must be some sort of charismatic genius to earn the affection of a girl as beautiful as she is...' His thought were interrupted as he ran into what felt like a metal wall. He took a step back and apologized without looking. When he looked up he saw a strange sight.
A light brown and tan checkered suit of power armour with a potato triangle dangling from a chain around his neck. On his shoulder pad was an obnoxiously goofy looking cartoon-esque rendition of the Emperor giving the looker a thumbs up. The power armour kneeled down and placed his hand on Gan's shoulder something that was becoming remarkably common. "Brother, are you all right? Also have you had... BREAKFAST?"
Gan was startled, "Wha... What. Uhh... of course I have."
The marine picked up Gan by his collar and yelled into his face. "DO NOT LIE TO ME! I CAN HEAR YOUR STOMACH?S SCREAMS FOR NUTRITION! YOUR BREATH REEKS WITH THE LACK OF FOOD! YOUR BRAIN BEGS FOR BREAKFAST! BREAKFAST BROTHERS! TO ME!"
Five marines burst out from various walls and a drop pod smashed clean through the ceiling and when the doors of the drop pod slam down they took another three walls with them. Inside the drop pod was a finely crafted kitchen with toaster, oven with a master-crafted stove, refrigerator, twin-linked coffee maker and as the doors to the cabinets swung open, a fully stocked pantry. Gan flinched as a bulky marine ripped out a nearby table from its original place and slammed it into the ground, covering it with a nice frilly table cover. The marine who originally asked Gan about breakfast was flipping six or seven pancakes at once while masterfully attending to the eggs as another marine dutifully altered the heat dial as needed. The table marine had run back to attend to a bottle of syrup and to his left, a marine was very carefully picking out pieces of cereal and putting them into a bowl and after he was done another marine poured the milk into the cereal.
Excerpt from a story I'm writing.
After said incident, Mei showed Gan the dormitories and rounded the corner waving a hello to the passing troops. Gan thought to himself 'He must be some sort of charismatic genius to earn the affection of a girl as beautiful as she is...' His thought were interrupted as he ran into what felt like a metal wall. He took a step back and apologized without looking. When he looked up he saw a strange sight.
A light brown and tan checkered suit of power armour with a potato triangle dangling from a chain around his neck. On his shoulder pad was an obnoxiously goofy looking cartoon-esque rendition of the Emperor giving the looker a thumbs up. The power armour kneeled down and placed his hand on Gan's shoulder something that was becoming remarkably common. "Brother, are you all right? Also have you had... BREAKFAST?"
Gan was startled, "Wha... What. Uhh... of course I have."
The marine picked up Gan by his collar and yelled into his face. "DO NOT LIE TO ME! I CAN HEAR YOUR STOMACH?S SCREAMS FOR NUTRITION! YOUR BREATH REEKS WITH THE LACK OF FOOD! YOUR BRAIN BEGS FOR BREAKFAST! BREAKFAST BROTHERS! TO ME!"
Five marines burst out from various walls and a drop pod smashed clean through the ceiling and when the doors of the drop pod slam down they took another three walls with them. Inside the drop pod was a finely crafted kitchen with toaster, oven with a master-crafted stove, refrigerator, twin-linked coffee maker and as the doors to the cabinets swung open, a fully stocked pantry. Gan flinched as a bulky marine ripped out a nearby table from its original place and slammed it into the ground, covering it with a nice frilly table cover. The marine who originally asked Gan about breakfast was flipping six or seven pancakes at once while masterfully attending to the eggs as another marine dutifully altered the heat dial as needed. The table marine had run back to attend to a bottle of syrup and to his left, a marine was very carefully picking out pieces of cereal and putting them into a bowl and after he was done another marine poured the milk into the cereal.
Excerpt from a story I'm writing.
