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Watching the Camp

ClannfearRock

on April 13, 2019

At the break of dawn, next morning, the two H.I.V. boys left wondered what had happened to the third member, until after a short search, his body was found, with a large part of the cranium missing. They reasoned amongst themselves what it could possibly mean, since Wildomeu was reported dead, it must therefore be due to simple bad luck, on his part because as is well known, the void is not a safe place, and death and destruction takes place on a casual basis. And having two of them left, seemed good enough for them to carry on their mission. And so having a precise location of the camp of the unsuspecting A-Team, one of them took position on a prominent hill, overlooking the camp, with his scoped weapon, while the other one acted as spotter for the shooter. But Wildomeu, knowing the enemies movements, had already taken a position on the opposite hill of the valley, scanning the summit across from him, looking for the other two. Just as the H.I.V spotter began to give instructions to the H.I.V shooter, who now had his crosshairs on Man Monster, himself, at that moment, the light glinted off his scope in such a way that Wildomeu, on the opposite hill, instantly spotted the glint as he was scanning the summit. And in one perfect motion, brought his crosshairs directly over the glint as it occurred, and squeezed off a well aimed round. On the opposite hill, just as the shooter began to say 'Good Night', Wildomeu's round crossed the valley, like a bolt of lightning, striking dead nuts on the enemies scope, passing through it, to the eye piece, through the shooters eye, causing a cranial evacuation out the back of his ass, instantly preventing him from taking the shot. Immediately, the H.I.V spotter, grabbed hold of the weapon from the dead shooter's hands, expertly rolling away out of sight. Realizing that the death of the first H.I.V boy was no mistake, the last member was obviously facing another sniper, whose skill was obviously above theirs.' Wildomeu Furpae? ' he thought… 'No, can't be! He's dead!…Isn't he?'. At this point, beads of sweat began to form on his brow, and a kind of sick, sinking feeling occurred in his chest, like a man gets, who realizes he's about to die. Realizing that he's no match for whoever's out there, he decided to pack it in, and head back to Tradertown, as fast as he can. Now, normally, you'd just let him go, being satisfied that the immediate danger is over. But not Wildomeu Furpae! He was pissed off just enough to want every H.I.V boy he came across dead. So he thought it good to pursue the wretch, and hunt that bastard down! Knowing that this would send a powerful message to the all mighty H.I.V organization. They will send more, but Wildomeu will knock 'em all down. Oh, A-Team. How little you know that on this very day, you could have lost it all. But thanks to the heroic deeds of the mighty Wildomeu, you're quest will continue another day, IN THE UNFORGIVING DEPTHS…OF THE HULA HOOP VOID!!