Doctor Wolfenstein saw the horror on his friend's face as he pulled away from the lovely hug ( I know my old friend and also I know that look you on your face even if it's a different face, you most likely thinking why I'm willing to stay in the very same body that helped enslave me well it is because I'm a bad person,
( I knew deep down I was in the wrong, but I just kept doing what those monsters told me because I wanted to believe I was better and smarter than everybody else. I was wrong, and in the end, everything I even made either hurt people or killed people, but rarely, if ever, saved people).
( If anyone deserves anything they deserve to be punished for their sins and I have sinned, my old friend, not a moment goes by where I'm not constantly reminded by this unfeeling mechanic prison I call a body I do this because I have to remember the people I hurt with my greatest failure, so pleased for my sake don't think about too much because this is my choice.)
The General made a slow nod of approval in silence unwilling to sour their first time meeting face-to-face in decades over something trivial like his friend's choice of the body he chooses to live in but still, he was worried for his old friend's mental health, the human mind can only handle so much trauma before it breaks.
The Soldier walked over to Mech Girl while she was talking to the little girl and asked her a question (tell me your story, just in case I don't get to hear it before the bullet starts flying)
She was taken aback by his blunt question, she sighed and began to speak (you know the more I hang out with you guys the more I get used to your guy's blunt personalities, but seeing you were in a coma for a few weeks I'm just going to assume you want to get caught up)
(Well, okay, I'm not local, I'm from a small island nation, and I was a loser. Don't get me wrong, I was good at things, but no one took me seriously up until I found my talents for machines and engineering.)
(Then one day a wealthy college classmate offered me the opportunity to see a world full of adventure and wealth but all I had to do was repair machinery and ask no questions, yeah it was shady but not like I was doing anything else in my life )
( For the first time in my life, I felt like somebody, yeah I was mostly in cover machine oil all the time but people needed me and it felt good up until my new wealthy friend died, we were investigating some lost tech from before the Great Wars, it was a full set of Tank-Armor I was doing my job as per usual repairing machinery that can open a mechanical reinforce door)
(To get to The Tank-Armor but then we had a little problem with the armor we needed a special bio-chip implant to be able to use the armor I didn't know at the time because I was a newbie but my wealthy friend did)
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The Horrors Of The Bunker
Science FictionThe Bunker calls To Hopeful Fools & The Desperate but this time a band of mercenaries answers The Bunker calls Will, they survive the bunker horrors or become nothing more than meat for the slaught house and horrors that call the bunker home