>operation autism frog is about to begin >gearing up drop pods >stick rifle and pistol in pod >look at picture of anime waifu >shed a tear >put behind pod incase i get stuck and need fap material >put in tendies supply >put on helmet >sit in drop pod >squad chatters over radio >''robots! chads are deploying all over, our mission is to eliminate them, no mercy!'' >know im gonna die >pods drop >land 2 minutes later >right in the action >right off the bat, see chad planes and muscle cars advance >bullets flying everywhere >see chad impale a fellow robot with his ego >''get your head down!'' the sarge says >bullets storm our drop pods and i duck >feel brave >activate emergency bolts on pod >door flys off and kills weak stacy >grab rifle >dive for cover >wounded and dead beta soldiers everywhere >sergeant rolls over with katana and naruto headband >''fuck, wheres the backup?'' i screech >''no backup is coming, maybe more boards will come but we dont have many allies'' the sarge replied >''damn, we are getting torn up out here'' >the sarge replies ''we gotta clear out those fucking chads, their cologne will burn our skin >i sigh >dont hear anything from the sarge over the gunfire >look at him >chads ego bullet is in his head >blood pouring everywhere >''no, he cant be dead'' >''we got vehicles deployed! get over here private!'' the corporal screamed >drag the sarges corpse and get in the back of a shitty car >sarge wakes up and grabs my arm, mutters a few last words >''take my katana private, you've earned it'' >dies >take katana >''i will avenge you...'''
kk >take katana >soldiers on turret gunning down chads >''holy shit! keep your fucking head down or die beta fags!'' >i'd duck >bullets would storm at our vehicle >tires are out >fuck >wounded soldiers held in the back are eating their final tendies as they burn alive >we stand outside it, flip over some cover and get in a gunfight >''get me out of here!'' >the PTSD is getting to me, i have seen my brothers, my anons...being slaughtered by the chads and stacies >i'd pop a few shots at stacies >they grab their iphones to take one last selfie before i execute them >chad wave is over >reload >medic betas are tending to wounded >radioman is communicating >using the R.E.E.E code >basically they use REEEs in different pitches to communicate >oh god, the day is finally over, i know more fighting will continue the next day, but we are fine for now >we set up a campfire >put the fallen soldiers rifles in the ground and put their helmets on top of them as a way to honor them >go to sleep covered in beta blood >have nice dreams of feet
part 3 >wake up >open my eyes >soldiers are all up >flare pops up in the treeline >not a single minute of rest while im awake >chads charge with their protein shake grenades and fists >all of my new friends, gunned down >chad-copter flies over to pick up lost chads >jump on car and cling onto it without being noticed > they pick up chads >have beta-uprising trench coat on so i blend in >copter flies to chad base >drop >hide behind a wall of iphones >sneak over >turn off helmet VISR and take it off to not be seen >map out location of the chad core, what is keeping all the chads electricity > with it down, we can stop weapon production, iphone production and protein shake production so they will only be reduced to lanky fags or manlets >dig in trench coat for something to blow it up >sunglasses, no >trap porn, no >body pillow, no >sub machine gun, maybe >silenced pistol, yes >AHA! >a grenade >made just for betas, only they can use it >run onto chad core building silently >get on the roof and open a vent >crawl around >2 guards in chad core room >can i do it? >open venilation shaft >drop down >pop the guards with pistol >enter special code into hand grenade >TUMBLR IS FOR NIGGERS >ah, there we go >shove it into chad core >explodes >all the power goes out >chads make a huge fuss >i hear the screams of ''KOBE'' and ''WORLD STARRRRRR'' >im done for
>flip over beer pong table for cover >return fire with blind shots >kill a few rushing chads >pull out second smg >put on helmet >turn on armor >REEEEEEEE >stand up, move table and shoot up the chads firing at me >they dont stand a chance against my armor >rush into elevator >reload all mags >here beeping >something is by my leg >rap bomb, a speaker playing nigger music rigged to blow up >it explodes, sending the elevator in a blaze of fire >my armor is shredded >take it off put out the fire >rush through the high ranking chad bunks >shoot most of them, leave alot injured >chad leader is getting away >that basketball playing nigger >rush at him >attempt to blow his brains out >magazines are empty >have a fist fight with him >hes too strong >throw off my helmet which was already cracked >pull knife and stab his bicep >he doesnt react and pulls his glock, pushes me and fires into my body multiple times >''yo ass is capped now nigga'' he walks away and gets in a helicopter >radio chatter going on from my helmet >beta 431, where are you!? >most likely dead, his squad is was killed this morning >i breathe heavily
is he dead or is he not? he might have a last resort
Easton James
Pepe ex machina most likely
Eli Thomas
>i'd grab a pistol on the ground >fire at the leader, who was hanging on the side of the helicopter to be a ''badass nigga'' >hit him once >other shots hit pilot >run out of ammo helicopter crashes straight into the building >helicopter blades almost chop my legs off >lucky bastard i am part 5?
Aiden Watson
>get up >severely wounded >nigger is hanging out by the roof of the building, holding his wound >walk over >he pulls out his glock >he fires but his afro blocks his vision, making most of them miss, except for one which hit my arm >use my last strength to charge him >both me and him fell off the roof > with the core down, the beta army is storming in
should i spare the mc or should i play a different soldier as he is dead?
Zachary Butler
quality OP not quantity
Daniel Price
not pasted, i'm actually writing these my hands hurt help
Tyler Gutierrez
continue the sage how ever you must
Grayson Price
just get new hands duh
Chase Ward
>betas storm in and execute chads and rape slut stacies >beta 4545 is in >''uh, delta team, 431 is dead, he killed the leader'' >the master sergeant replied ''ah, i see, how did he get here? 4545! grab his helmet cam footage so we can investigate it!'' >''got it'' >he cleared alot of them out >''kill the rest of them! no roastie or chad shall breathe on this planet'' >execute and rape stacies >chads get spat on >go back to 431's corpse >a katana? seems like he didn't unsheathe it >i'd take it >the legend of the katana is passed on >the sergeants higher ups gave that to each other until the ranks got lower and lower for some reason >the cycle repeats until it got to the sergeant as a award >it will now go to the private first class >''all clear'' >''alright everyone! take the enemy or friendly gear you want to spare and wait for our EVAC!'' >find a bunch of rifles >get outside of base and wait for evac >carrier chopper lands >everyone gets in >fly away >look back >airstrike hits chad base, from far where the original dropout shooter tards landed, i could see fireworks...a celebration >get back to base >celebrate with a glass of wine and a cheers >operation autism is over
Blake Myers
*clap clap* nice story OP now lets watch it get farmed for karma on reddit!
Brandon Reyes
include me in the r/Jow Forums cap, thread simulator, etc.
>>betas storm in and execute chads and rape slut stacies >not discharged for failure to protect virginity, treason for engaging in chad activities and ascending to normiedom guess you can break all the rules you want in war as long as you win
Camden Jenkins
Hope this gets in a YouTube video
Adrian Martin
>be guard at Stacy concentration camp >there was an armed revolt yesterday, two officers were killed >ordered to line up every prisoner outside of the cum chamber and send every tenth Stacy inside to be drowned in cum >as I am doing so I notice one of the Stacies that I'm to execute has strikingly beautiful eyes >"What's your name" I say to her >"S-Stacy, s-sir" >Stacy... I remember that name >She was on my bus in middle school... on the first day of class she let me sit with her when no one else would... >She never made fun of me like the others... >I tell her to go back in line, and send the girl next to her to the cum chamber instead >commanding officer notices, as punishment for showing sympathy to a Stacy i'm sent to the front lines
Epik post friend! This will look great on Jow Forums4chan!
Elijah Diaz
>be me >in the 9th Beta Infantry Division, also known as the Screaming Frogs >tailing the 100th Robot Infantry Battalion (dubbed The Bottalion), who were pushing up through the Chadlands in former South Dakota >tasked with killing survivors, assisting civilians, clearing out resistance groups, cleaning out places the Bottalion decided wasn't worth their time, etc. etc. >basically just cleanup for the front line soldiers >Walking through the desolate, arid landscape as we had been for the past countless days >lots of nothing to see and everyone is fatigued, bored, and so on >making small talk with a soldier named Anonson, who went by the nickname Undies Tea >also my only real friend in the army and in general because I never talk to anyone and he was the only one to approach me first >suddenly, hear a large explosion >a few comrades are shredded apart and scattered about everywhere >before anyone has time to react to what just happened we're overtaken by gunfire >look back and see an encroaching army of Chads >learned later that word of the Beta invasion of the Chadlands (nicknamed Operation up-reee-sing due to lots of Beta sympathizers in the area who would help fight) made it to a Chad-controlled territory farther west where Washington used to be >they decided to send reinforcements and flank the Bottalion soldiers from behind, but they weren't expecting us to be there as well >since we were leading up the rear we got the brunt of their attack >grab Anonson by the helmet and drop both of us on the ground for cover in the tall grass
>begin going in and out of cover to pick off Chads, by now anyone who hasn't been turned to swiss cheese is firing back >in an effort to conserve ammo (supplies were hard to come by since we weren't in Beta-controlled territory), me and a few others resort to throwing piss bottles at the oncoming Chads with decent success >quickly learn that most of the attacking Chads were grunts who joined the Chad army solely for the hero status and free Stacy pussy, and therefore were poorly trained, disciplined, etc. >Rambo complexes, ballsy unsuccessful charges met with swift deaths, poor aim, easily scared off by gunfire and piss, etc. >however, once the worst were filtered out, what we were left with were the true battle-born Chads, fearsome and tough fighters >retreat to the remains of a nearby outpost that had been cleaned out by the Betas, into what is best described as a pillbox >undetected by Chads but we can hear our brothers being massacred outside, slowly but surely >the screams of the Chads don't haunt me nearly as much as the silence of the Betas today >after confirming that we were both okay we checked our supplies to decide what course of action to take >my backpack got torn up by gunfire, my only picture of my sweet waifu was destroyed >ammo was almost completely used up and I'd thrown all my piss bottles, fermented pressurized apple juice bottles, and diarrhea grenades earlier >only one tendie between the two of us >situation hopeless, death a sure thing
Adam Rivera
>be fembot unit 24601 >infiltrate under cover into the stacey headquarters >disguised as thot wearing heels >can barely walk, keep falling over >staceys recouting stories of being fucked by chad >everyone turns to me >be virgin, clam up and start talking about yaoi >staceys catching on >chad walks in >staceys swoon over him >instantly forget about me >chad talks to all the staceys one on one >glosses over me, be completely invisible to chad >prepare jpop grenade to destroy chad and the staceys >throw grenade into their orgy and run out >while running hear grenade go off >PON PON WAY WAY WAY PON PON WAY WAY PON >entire stacey hq is destroyed by the jpop shockwaves >make it back to fembot hq >celebrated as hero >be awarded one robot bf for bravery in the face of stacey
Matthew Powell
is response to Conclusion >we couldn't stand sitting by and hearing our fellow Screaming Frogs be killed by bloodthirsty Chads, decide "fuck it" >go over to nearby slit in the pillbox and finish off our ammo shooting at the Chads >once we both run out we quickly duck back under cover >a few seconds later the structure is torn up by bullets raining all above and around us >Anonson retrieves his last tendie and offers it to me >we take turns sharing the tendie bite by bite and passing it back and forth >as the tendie gets nearly finished, an old iPhone with a really swollen back cover makes its way through the concrete slit and right on the ground in front of us >Anonson takes the last bite of the tendie and goes to lie ontop of the iPhone without speaking >in a few short seconds he's vaporized by the exploding battery >I'll never forget how that man saved me, my only friend >sit there hopelessly waiting for my impending death, ready for it >met with a few Chads individually rushing into the pillbox but they don't see me off to the side so I'm able to kill them with my bayonet >soon I hear choppers overhead shooting their turret guns >suddenly I'm surrounded by drum gunfire and the sounds of Chads being mowed down >peek out of the slit to see a Beta insurgence group from the area come to rescue us after hearing about the Chad surprise attack >I'm carried into a chopper and airlifted back home, where I'm heralded a hero >Anonson is posthumously awarded the Real Human Bean Medal for his an heroism and sacrifice
Kayden Phillips
Afterword >honorable discharge and not allowed to re-enlist >war ends and soon the world forgets and moves on >vets left depressed, alcoholic, alone, injured, feeling like they didn't complete their mission, etc. and I'm no exception >PTSD haunts me but can't afford help for it >still broke and still no gf gn, despite compensation the government promised >an hero in a public bathroom such is the life of a war veteran
Jose Jenkins
>Be me, incel >Join Beta Uprising for chance at revenge >Assigned to power armor unit >Suiting up for battle, calling on the Supreme Gentleman for strength >Board dropship with fellow armorcels >Fortunateson.mp3 >VTOL takes us in, dodging chad AA fire >Left wing hit, dropship goes into a spiral, about fifty feet from the ground >Ohshit.jpg >Grab Bolter and jump for it >Land on top of stacie, armored boot crushes her skull in >Bullets ping off the suit, but the plates withstand it >Return fire, explosive rounds turn chads into red mist >Ree mightily, unleashing a hail of death >Helmetless chad space marine charges forward, drawing a chainsword >Draw own chainsword >Blades grind together, throwing off sparks as steel meets steel >Kick chad in the chest, sending him stumbling back >Take off my helmet, spit acid into chad's face >Face melts, liquefying jawline >Chad screams and falls, clutching face >Run him though with my sword >Meatconfetti.avi >Retrieve helmet and run for the front lines
