{{
`${userDetail.user.displayName}${userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode ? `#${standardizeBungieGlobalCode(userDetail.user.cachedBungieGlobalDisplayNameCode)}` : ""}`}}
{{getUserClans()}}
6/9/2015 3:37:00 AM
2
We lost the others. Both the remaining hunters. I'm the last alive. We are facing earthlings corrupted by hate, thinking we meant to kill them, and aliens, shadowy bastards. Dress like me, but in a green cloak. Oh, they cut my right arm off, too. Thank god I shoot with my left... Anyways. Bombs still there. Got the detonator on me, just say the word boss. Also, the planet is devastated by drought, and pollution.
English
-
Well then...don't use the bomb, we let sigma handle it this time then we terraform it. Should be a simple job. Ok get to the medbay soldier! We may have some robotic prothesis lying around here somewhere.
-
*I look at his arm and then the detonator* For you I recommend the hospital for the planet, orbital bombardment, will kill everything and we can come back and resettle after awhile.
-
Kay. One more thing happens with that Fückin planet though, and I blow it to hell. *walks off saying* "I lost all ten hunters to those bastarfs, and I'm the lone survivor."
-
I understand JT and I agree. We're GOIN to attempt to retake the planet with all our might. If we lose too many lives I want you to blow it once our last trooper leaves
