by Silver Tongue Wed Jul 25, 2012 3:44 am
Silver looks around the room. He says nothing, just listening an plotting. Sweet Celestia, all this sappiness is making me sick. 'I know that I've only just met you, but I am going to do everything I can to make sure you don't get a scratch'. Sounds like somepony's trying to get laid. And I doubt we'll, scratch that, they'll survive this thing. All we have are two pacifistic medics. a moron who calls himself 'Bro', a pony who looks like he's from one of the old spy movie posters in Pegasus, a shaky little whiner, an idiot who thinks blowing everything up is a good idea, an incompetent leader, and an asshole who thinks just because he has wings he's better than me. They look like the punchline of a bad joke. I'm going to enjoy looting their corpses, especially Rad's. Though it would be bad if the others died, I kinda liked them. Except for Rad and that Winter bitch. The way she automatically came to his defense makes me wonder if their together. Maybe killing him's to extreme. All he did was think he was better just because he has wings and make me look like the bad pony to everypony else. Doesn't matter, Rad will get what coming to him, even if I'm the one that has to give it to him.
(Draws 9mm)