«We Could be Heroes»

[McChick21]

(well 3 yo is asleep, so no destruction will be made down stairs while I clean up stairs. I really gtg. I'll be back if and when I can be. )

{{ Cya laterz and good luck with the mess }}

 

[CP Chicken]

No-name leapt off the plane.

Aero glanced out of the plane, then to his wings. Are my wings healed enough to fly? He spread his wings out and examined them....they seem okay enough... He hesitated, and then followed No-name.

(Yeah. We caught him. His name is Captain Jack Sparrow. He has a buddy that we bought named James Bond.)
(Trump is doing good.)
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(I have a rooster named Captain Jack Sparrow.
Captain and James Bond are soo cute!)




(Man, I really want to make a character that's part spider...)

 

[Laodicia]

{{ Cya laterz and good luck with the mess }}

kitchen, living room and stairs have been tidied swept and mopped. 3 rooms left surgar trackied everywhere.)

 

[McChick21]

kitchen, living room and stairs have been tidied swept and mopped. 3 rooms left surgar trackied everywhere.)

{{ You poor thing.. One of my younger brothers who's shoulders barley reach the counter top tried making some pink lemonade by himself and ended up spilling the entire container all over the counter and kitchen floor. He then decided to *Hide* The mess by putting a pillow from our couch over it on the floor. Edit: He still swears he didn't do it even though I saw him take the pillow from the couch.. I found it hilarious but my mom well... }}

 

[Laodicia]

{{ You poor thing.. One of my younger brothers who's shoulders barley reach the counter top tried making some pink lemonade by himself and ended up spilling the entire container all over the counter and kitchen floor. He then decided to *Hide* The mess by putting a pillow from our couch over it on the floor. Edit: He still swears he didn't do it even though I saw him take the pillow from the couch.. I found it hilarious but my mom well... }}

(lol when the older kids were younger the boys tried to make pancake batter in the bath tub a full box of margarine squares unwrapped, flour bag ripped open and dragged over dumped every where and I thing they dumped 4L of milk in too.... it was super hilarious but we had to be serious we took turns trying not to laugh while getting them to vacuum the flour off the floor.)

 

[Fanci Feathers Marans]

(Ain't no Sunshine when your gone! lol I'm in a really weird mood now.)

(Probably because you didn't get any sleep last night)

 

[RacehorsesRock]

Janet cradled her head in her hands. Though she didn't make a sound, Barnes knew that she was crying. He still held an arm around Char when they were loaded into the back of the humvee, but not for long. An expressionless mask jerked his hand away as he cuffed him. Another mask held Char as he did the same.

The doors slammed shut. Darkness, albeit two tinted windows which cast a murky glow onto the faces. He wanted to comfort them, to tell them it was going to be okay, but how could he? When he had no hope for himself.

A monitor in the front of the humvee flicked on, issuing a soft beeping noise. A dot radiated onto the screen, then a map. One of the masks glanced at it as he pulled himself into the driver's seat. Immediately, he grabbed the radio receiver. "We have a code 405 at six o'clock." He said, then repeated it before returning it to it's charger.
The vehicle with prisoners rumbled off toward the city, but two hung back. Slowly, carefully, they drove in the other direction.
Within minutes, one had found a hole in the ground. Or rather, a hole in someone' roof.

Char was crying, bawling even. She was scared.

No, she was terrified. Why would Dryden betray them? He had no reason...that she knew of anyway...Barnes wasn't telling her everything, she knew it now...

Dryden hopped in the back with Barnes and Char and the rest. Even though he wasn't a prisoner, he preferred to be with people and watch them cry right before their death, or their Silence. "So, how's life?" he said sarcastically as Char glared at him.

 

[Fanci Feathers Marans]

*Gage went back to sleep*

(Plane group)
The wind pressed against her face, and she struggled to keep her mouth shut and not look like an idiot. No one had any goggles of course. Why would she remember a stupid thing like eye protection? Not that she cared about the others. It was more for herself than anything.
She glanced up at the pilot-less plane. She had no idea where it would land. It would probably kill a few people if it landed where she though it would. But that would just make it easier to find, wouldn't it?

 

[Fanci Feathers Marans]

*tornado kills two Humvees*

*Vance doesn't make it out of the cave*

(I realize that Tom shouldn't have been depicted as such a coward since I made him a veteran. Oops)

 

[Fanci Feathers Marans]

Barnes glared into the darkness to where he knew Dryden sat. He didn't feel obligated to say anymore. He had said his last words, and that was going to be that.