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The 135th
By TyrannoRex112
*Shots of a gigantic Colonial Marine ship, the "Junction." Very similiar to the Sulaco from Aliens*
*Shots of Marines huddled together, listening to a briefing*
Lieutenant Jacobs: "All right people, you've hunted Xenomorphs plenty of times in the past. This mission will be no different, except for the arrival of a few new Soldiers, this mission will go smooth."
*Shot of Shawn Baski, a rigid, husky marine with a short, Marine-styled haircut*
Baski (V.O.): I had been on plenty of Xeno-hunting trips with Squads of Marines before; this one was no different.
*Shots of Marines huddled in a corridor similar to the ones in the Nostromo*
Baski (continued): But this time there were a bunch of newbies joining us, and most of them had heard stories that Xeno-hunting trips were a breeze. They aren't: Xenos are fast, stealthy, and can kill with a puny swipe of a claw.
*Shot of an Alien opening its mouth to reveal its secondary jaws, drool spilling out*
Baski (cont.): That trip I made was the last Xeno-hunting trip I ever went on. I was one of the few survivors out of a squad of 12.
*Flashes of a group of 3 Marines being snatched by Aliens one at a time*
Baski: (cont.): The Company, Weyland-Yutani, implanted a Space Station with Xenomorphs to see how quick it would take for them to take it over. That Station was full of 400+ people: Men, women, children.
*Flashes of an Alien making its own hive, turning one of its host into a Queen Egg*
*Close up of Baski, with a disturbed look on his face*
Baski: All dead. Because of the fucking Company.
COMING SOON
Colonial Marine Ship: The Junction. April 4th, 2188.
10/22/2003 5:30:27 PM
(Updated: 10/28/2003 7:09:39 PM)
(Updated: 10/30/2003 5:34:08 PM)
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