NAMES HAVE BEEN CHANGED TO PROTECT IDENTITIES.
It was the end of the war and we were all really thirsty...and i dont mean that kinda thirsty where you want water..yes i mean the kind of thirsty that you would take lemonade and we all know that lemonade makes you thirstier. anyways back on point. we were the last remaining pack of the special forces, i say pack because you know we turn into big hairy cats or something we dont really remember it to well.we all had our own codenames, mine was guiter because of my awesomeness mostly but also because because i live near rednecks..then there was blitzknife..yeah this guy could snipe and he was fast to. Then theres girlydemoncar...we dont let her near knives around us...enough said. theres also taco...he pretty much fails at everything but we keep him aliv and around cause hes funny. then rmj, the artist he could slap a person with a painbrush like no1 else could...o yeah he knew how to shoot guns to *looks behind*.
Now here we are after everyone has been wiped out by the enemy, the last and the best, well besides that guy carnage but everyone is pretty sure he hacks at life, were trying to get back home now so we can report what we found...the enemy had made a new mutation of our DNA and it was nearly impossible to kill even for us they were fast strong and really freakin noobish! but we kept our spirits high by getting girlydemon to sing us some johny cash...you have no idea how good she can sang a boy named sue.we had sent taco out on recon to figure out where we should go from there but little did we know that that summer he would get us into the biggest pickle ive ever been in...(wo wo wo did I seriosly?..yeah i just ripped off the sandlot)
TO BE CONTINUED!
I don't do things like a boss, i do them like Chuck Norris