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Mike Crosser:

--- Quote from: blue meanie on June 24, 2013, 03:35:26 am ---I really appreciate that photo. I wish i had all the photos and videos i once had, but thanks to hard drives crashes and such all is lost.

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I know that feel bro.

lesstroud:
Man this whole thing makes me sad.  Gorlak or Bob Saget as I knew you, you were our Gandalf of the wastes man.  You were the first person I ever met in this game, waiting in the cathedral for the next supply drop.  I will never forget running around with you and all the Repo men even though I wasn't one myself.  Me blue meanie and Jack Daniels had our own little thing going but were always welcomed among them.  One of my fondest memories is going to Sierra with about 8 guys Bob included and waiting for drop, we picked up a Russian who spoke English along the way.  While waiting at the entrance like 5 cars roll up and russians in power armor start pouring out.  You could cut the tension with a knife man as Bob Saget negotiates with the Russians through the interpreter.  Everybody starts moving behind cover and getting ready for the inevitable.  But Bob being Bob talks them down.  Greats times. 

Also Old Talek we were mortal enemies but the game wouldn't have been the same without you, you dirty french bastard.

Peace 

Swinglinered:
I like hearing stories about the Old Repo days.

I was just there to experience the decline. There were some good times, though.

One of the best was when Bob was fighting in the Broken Hills mine, and I came in to bomb.
No voice chat, I just knew from some stale IRC that there was a fight in the mine.
Ran in; everyone was so busy fighting that they didn't notice me...
blew them all to smithereens.

Perfect accidental timing.

Probably have a screen somewhere. Or Bob does.

For me, those were the days.

blue meanie:
One of my last memories of running with the repo in 2009 was the french tanker massacre. While running around the wastes looking for the next fight we got word on the radio the tanker was a french hide out.
   We met up at San Fran, our group was about 8 or 9. As we approached the tanker a blue suite ran inside, and to this day i believe he warned all who were inside of the incoming assault. As we stood outside I had the idea of dropping my stuff running in and luring those french bastards outside to our firing line. So I ran in, and hit enter to spam the msg I had ready, /s OMELET DU FROMAGE YOU FRENCH BASTARDS WEE WEE OMELET DU FROMAGE ( This being the only french I knew, thank you Dexters laboratory). I immediately ran out, knowing I had ruffled their prissy feathers and they would be right on my heels. 1 min, 2 mins, no one came out.
  Frustration gave way and the team rushed the door. For anyone who entered the tanker you know the door is a massive choke point. I entered #3. The first thing I noticed was the french firing line about 10 hexs away that wasnt there a moment ago. Then I seen the bloody remains all around me. Rockets, grenades and mini gun rounds were raining on us. It was total destruction of our team. Although we killed 2 or 3 there were many more to loot our bodies.
   In my last seconds of screen time I struck them were it would hurt the most, with my dying breath I said, /s YOU SMELLY FRENCH BASTARDS NAPOLEON SUCKED!

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