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Diaries of; …
Sep. 4th, 2006 | 03:21 pm
Dear Diary,
Should I bother to write this down? I mean, it’s no small matter what has been going on here at Toccoa, but I think for the security of others, I will skip everything. Not that I want to. Would that be bad to say? Maybe it would make more sense if I started from the beginning, but stop before ‘it’ starts.
So, I somehow managed to get some alcoholic beverages into the Camp. Don’t tell the Black Swan, but I did. So, yeah. I’m nice, and shared it amongst my fellow bunk buddies. One thing led to another, and soon enough, we were all drunk, some of us passed out. And I’ll stop there. Don’t want to intrude on the personal affairs of my time here at Toccoa. I must say, it will be sad to leave such a memorable place.
But, to end it all on a happy note, people are already placing bets on the whole ‘Sobel and Winters’ phase. Me? Ha, like I’d participate in such.. Fun.
NOTE: Remember to clean latrines.
Should I bother to write this down? I mean, it’s no small matter what has been going on here at Toccoa, but I think for the security of others, I will skip everything. Not that I want to. Would that be bad to say? Maybe it would make more sense if I started from the beginning, but stop before ‘it’ starts.
So, I somehow managed to get some alcoholic beverages into the Camp. Don’t tell the Black Swan, but I did. So, yeah. I’m nice, and shared it amongst my fellow bunk buddies. One thing led to another, and soon enough, we were all drunk, some of us passed out. And I’ll stop there. Don’t want to intrude on the personal affairs of my time here at Toccoa. I must say, it will be sad to leave such a memorable place.
But, to end it all on a happy note, people are already placing bets on the whole ‘Sobel and Winters’ phase. Me? Ha, like I’d participate in such.. Fun.
NOTE: Remember to clean latrines.
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Diaries of; A Tired Trooper
Aug. 15th, 2006 | 12:18 am
The Second Part. Yay!
*Sorry I've been gone. Randy and I went up to Colorado to go biking. I was attacked by ants. Curse them.*
Dear Diary,
I’m not sure if I can write. I think I may vomit any moment. Spaghetti and running six miles do not mix. At all. Yeah.
Some guys were wondering if I wanted to run Currahee with them. Hell no! Any other night would be fine, but not tonight. Tonight I just want to lie down, and sleep. But the fellow next to me! Dear Lord, does he have a mouth on him. I think his name was.. Walter?
Yeah. Whatever. I got a letter from my wife. Wow. That feels weird to write. Well, I got a letter from her. She said everything is as I had left it. So, it means we could be doing better. At least there is beer there!
Oh, I have found some, during my lovely stay here at Toccoa. I think I am getting better a scrounging around.
Oh, a few days ago, I accidentally stepped on this Alley bloke’s foot. Boy did I get a dirty look. I think he is going to murder me sometime soon. I’m glad. Sobel is working us like dogs. Lower then dogs. A death would probably be a welcomed break.
I’ve gotten something about a march. Oh, and not just a little one. Were talking hundreds! Well, that’s all I’ve heard. Who knows?
Seriously, this Gordon guy will not stop talking. I’m only half listening to him. I just look up, and nod.
It’s funny.
P.S. Food is NOT YUMMY.
*Sorry I've been gone. Randy and I went up to Colorado to go biking. I was attacked by ants. Curse them.*
Dear Diary,
I’m not sure if I can write. I think I may vomit any moment. Spaghetti and running six miles do not mix. At all. Yeah.
Some guys were wondering if I wanted to run Currahee with them. Hell no! Any other night would be fine, but not tonight. Tonight I just want to lie down, and sleep. But the fellow next to me! Dear Lord, does he have a mouth on him. I think his name was.. Walter?
Yeah. Whatever. I got a letter from my wife. Wow. That feels weird to write. Well, I got a letter from her. She said everything is as I had left it. So, it means we could be doing better. At least there is beer there!
Oh, I have found some, during my lovely stay here at Toccoa. I think I am getting better a scrounging around.
Oh, a few days ago, I accidentally stepped on this Alley bloke’s foot. Boy did I get a dirty look. I think he is going to murder me sometime soon. I’m glad. Sobel is working us like dogs. Lower then dogs. A death would probably be a welcomed break.
I’ve gotten something about a march. Oh, and not just a little one. Were talking hundreds! Well, that’s all I’ve heard. Who knows?
Seriously, this Gordon guy will not stop talking. I’m only half listening to him. I just look up, and nod.
It’s funny.
P.S. Food is NOT YUMMY.
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Diaries of; A Mad Trooper
Aug. 11th, 2006 | 01:35 am
Part 1: An on-going.... Thingy...
Dear Diary,
Does that sound to girly? Diary? How about journal? Does that sound more 'manly'? Why am I concerned. It's not like Sobel is going to come snooping around my stuff, pull this thing out, and go around, saying that I title this as a DIARY.
That would be kinda funny.
Well, it's awkward being here. Don't know anyone yet. But you know me. No, wait. I know me. I am a social little butterfly.
I don't have a name anymore. It's just 'More'. I wouldn't be surprised if only a handful of these here guys knew my first name.
Oh shit!
..........
Never mind. I remembered my name. There on my tags.
Well, I'm a bit preoccupied at the moment. There's this one fellow who is in the same barrack as me, and he is writing something. I feel as if it is my job to see what he is doing.
I'm nosey. Maybe he knows the date. I can't remember.
You'd be surprised at the stuff I can dig up. I can only hope that Sobel doesn't put me on a leash, drag me out back, and put a bullet to my head.
I smell food. Yummy.
Dear Diary,
Does that sound to girly? Diary? How about journal? Does that sound more 'manly'? Why am I concerned. It's not like Sobel is going to come snooping around my stuff, pull this thing out, and go around, saying that I title this as a DIARY.
That would be kinda funny.
Well, it's awkward being here. Don't know anyone yet. But you know me. No, wait. I know me. I am a social little butterfly.
I don't have a name anymore. It's just 'More'. I wouldn't be surprised if only a handful of these here guys knew my first name.
Oh shit!
..........
Never mind. I remembered my name. There on my tags.
Well, I'm a bit preoccupied at the moment. There's this one fellow who is in the same barrack as me, and he is writing something. I feel as if it is my job to see what he is doing.
I'm nosey. Maybe he knows the date. I can't remember.
You'd be surprised at the stuff I can dig up. I can only hope that Sobel doesn't put me on a leash, drag me out back, and put a bullet to my head.
I smell food. Yummy.
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Handful o' funnys....
Aug. 8th, 2006 | 12:43 am
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....I thought you loved me.
Aug. 5th, 2006 | 04:57 pm
Oh, how could you do this...
To bad. Still got something good from it. Taken from 'No Night is to Long'. For your special perving....and mine. Sirs.
( Forget you )
To bad. Still got something good from it. Taken from 'No Night is to Long'. For your special perving....and mine. Sirs.
( Forget you )
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....?
Aug. 3rd, 2006 | 08:15 pm
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3-Some
Jul. 30th, 2006 | 02:06 pm
Ok, the 3some is here! Yay. Ok, we need to get something up with MSM. Because. Just because! I don't care when, where, how*dear lord* just soon. I'm sorry baby's, I'll stop yelling now. *shudders*
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Why not?
Jul. 30th, 2006 | 01:20 pm
Name? Alton M. More
Nickname? Groucho, Whore More ONLY if you have slept with me and/or tied me up.... coughcough
Occupation? Pro. Musette Bag Inspector.
Favorite food? This army shit is food? Ooohhhhh....
Least favorite color? Gray. It can't make up it's goddman mind if it wants to be black, or white. Pick already!
Modes of transportation? Well, ya got your C-47's, the beds of trucks, and my own two fuckin' feet. I said fuck, rhymes with Buck, who likes to suck- Stopping now...
Daredevil or cautious? I jumped out of a goddamn plan.... What More do you want?! DAMN THESE PUNS!
Best-loved literature? P0rn?... Pa keeps them under the counter at the saloon.
How do you spend a rainy day? Going outside. Normally, no one will follow me.
Most important childhood event? Gettin' drunk at Pa's saloon.
First memory? Yeah, again... The Saloon.
Most at ease when? With my boys, Smokey and ol' Mo.
Most ill at ease when? I get those letters from my girl, wonderin' when the hell I'll be back.
If granted one wish, what would it be? Home by Christmas.
Past failure you would be embarrassed to have anyone find out about? Why the hell would I put that here?! Hell no!!11!!
Greatest strength? That I am a smart mouth/ass who is irresistible.
Greatest weakness? My pals... I'll do anything for them.
Optimist or pessimist? ...
Soft spot? Purr's.... And not from a cat. -another delicate cough-
Extremely skilled at? Scrounging, begging real, real pretty.
Extremely unskilled at? Keeping my yapper shut at the right/wrong time.
Biggest regret? Not helping Smokey... Hehehe... Hehe...
Biggest accomplishment? Hitler's photos. 'Nough said.
Darkest secret? That is ours.. Not yours. OURS!!11!!!
One word you would use to describe yourself? Dominant.
One word other people would use to describe you? Tall, lanky... Cute, too.
Best physical attribute? Have you seen me with my shirt off? I'm fine, baby.
Person you were most influenced by? Everyone! Goddamnit, someone has at least something I don't...
Out of all of you who is the:
Nicest; We are all nice... Sometimes.
Loudest; Besides me? Eh... Luz. Yeah. Luz.
Quietest; Yeah, Roe... But I still like the guy.
Funniest; Muck. Just because, stfu. Or Smokey. Again, because, stfu.
Weirdest; Dike. Hey, if you see him, don't tell him I said that..
Smartest; Fuck Web. Fuck Moe. I am, you wankers. No, Moe, baby, I didn't mean it like that.
Person you’d most like to love, cherish and protect from all danger; Um... ennie-meenie-miney-Mokey. Hahaha.
Photographs: I am a photogenic man! I mean, to people who don't know me, I may seem like I could bite your head off, but OMG I love photos!
Nickname? Groucho, Whore More ONLY if you have slept with me and/or tied me up.... coughcough
Occupation? Pro. Musette Bag Inspector.
Favorite food? This army shit is food? Ooohhhhh....
Least favorite color? Gray. It can't make up it's goddman mind if it wants to be black, or white. Pick already!
Modes of transportation? Well, ya got your C-47's, the beds of trucks, and my own two fuckin' feet. I said fuck, rhymes with Buck, who likes to suck- Stopping now...
Daredevil or cautious? I jumped out of a goddamn plan.... What More do you want?! DAMN THESE PUNS!
Best-loved literature? P0rn?... Pa keeps them under the counter at the saloon.
How do you spend a rainy day? Going outside. Normally, no one will follow me.
Most important childhood event? Gettin' drunk at Pa's saloon.
First memory? Yeah, again... The Saloon.
Most at ease when? With my boys, Smokey and ol' Mo.
Most ill at ease when? I get those letters from my girl, wonderin' when the hell I'll be back.
If granted one wish, what would it be? Home by Christmas.
Past failure you would be embarrassed to have anyone find out about? Why the hell would I put that here?! Hell no!!11!!
Greatest strength? That I am a smart mouth/ass who is irresistible.
Greatest weakness? My pals... I'll do anything for them.
Optimist or pessimist? ...
Soft spot? Purr's.... And not from a cat. -another delicate cough-
Extremely skilled at? Scrounging, begging real, real pretty.
Extremely unskilled at? Keeping my yapper shut at the right/wrong time.
Biggest regret? Not helping Smokey... Hehehe... Hehe...
Biggest accomplishment? Hitler's photos. 'Nough said.
Darkest secret? That is ours.. Not yours. OURS!!11!!!
One word you would use to describe yourself? Dominant.
One word other people would use to describe you? Tall, lanky... Cute, too.
Best physical attribute? Have you seen me with my shirt off? I'm fine, baby.
Person you were most influenced by? Everyone! Goddamnit, someone has at least something I don't...
Out of all of you who is the:
Nicest; We are all nice... Sometimes.
Loudest; Besides me? Eh... Luz. Yeah. Luz.
Quietest; Yeah, Roe... But I still like the guy.
Funniest; Muck. Just because, stfu. Or Smokey. Again, because, stfu.
Weirdest; Dike. Hey, if you see him, don't tell him I said that..
Smartest; Fuck Web. Fuck Moe. I am, you wankers. No, Moe, baby, I didn't mean it like that.
Person you’d most like to love, cherish and protect from all danger; Um... ennie-meenie-miney-Mokey. Hahaha.
Photographs: I am a photogenic man! I mean, to people who don't know me, I may seem like I could bite your head off, but OMG I love photos!
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Because
Jul. 30th, 2006 | 01:17 pm
Altighty Troops, this is the Player Journal for the much beloved Alton More. Yay! Brought to you by the lovely people at SHHQ because all of them rock. Just because.