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Resistance: The Ties That Bind...July 21st, 1951Resistance: The Ties That Bind... by ~Seargent-Demolisher
12:00 PM
SRPA III
The day today was filled with excitement. Everyone in SRPA III heard of John's proposal with Tibleam, and her acceptance to his proposal. They became excited and anxious of what's to happen now.
John was in the communal showers, washing himself up for the big event. Tibleam, on the other hand, is putting on a wedding dress she had gotten from a nearby bride store. (Surprisingly, as the Chimera invaded England in the first place...) The both of them are excited for their finality of tying the ties that bind to them...
John had gotten on a tux suit that he had a while back before Project Abraham, and start
Resistance: Sanctuary in SRPA IIISRPA IIIResistance: Sanctuary in SRPA III by ~Seargent-Demolisher
July 19th, 1951
10:00 A.M.
As the daylight had hit John's eyes, he had awoken from a deep slumber. Tibleam, his family, is next to him, still snoring away in the broad daytime. John got up, wearing his boxers, slipped on a pair of his moccasins, and headed to the nearby bathroom to get his shaving cream and shaver. It was cold, as all SRPA bases are, but the bases are packed with accommodations of hot water, and John was determined to get his share. He started to stroll down an empty, industrial-like hallway, lighted with bulbs a few feet away from each other. Once he reached the base's communal showers, he walked inside, ready fo
+GIFT TO NANCHER+ Interview TimeDecember 31st, 2011.+GIFT TO NANCHER+ Interview Time by ~Seargent-Demolisher
It was a crisp morning, skies still snowing from Christmas time, and the season is full of joy... But not to one person. One who has a heart and mind as dark as the shadows of the darkest, blackest, and most dangerous depths of the universe. His name is John Hale Dalton. And his only wish is to work for a major army... But he never wanted to. The conflict was offending him in a manner that causes him to flow his anger into a destructive force... One that is brutal, and yet very interesting...
John Hale Dalton, a renowned mercenary, had been roaming the streets of New Sonora. He never had liked the city, nor the barren,
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