Name: Zephyr
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Team: Blue
Appearance: Zephyr wears a pair of long khaki pants with big black military boots, a dark blue waist band that goes around his head and a black tank top.
Personality: Zephyr is sort of stupid, he likes to do silly things like try jumping jumps in vehicles, leaving the oven on after cooking.
Weapon of Choice: A Battle rifle with a grenade launcher modification
History: Back at the Blue base Zephyr was famous for all the wrong reasons, he was the biggest screw up ever, mixed up ammo orders by instead ordering 500 pairs of blue hotpants. He was never the brightest bulb in the bunch so he was sent to the islands.
Relationships: Open
Other: BLARG??? HONK???

';..;' Zephyr ';..;'

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Another boring day of my boring life

I was madly searching around the base for something to entertain me from the second that we we "dropped" off at our top secret mission. Though to my dismay all I found was a Baseball bat and a ton of fruit.

"Jesus tap-dancing Christ..." Enigma grumbled, as he laid back in his chair

"What?" I asked tossing up another orange into the air "You said I could play as long as I didn't hit you!"

"I know." he growled. "Not you - it's those fucking Reds. I swear to God, they seem to get stupider every fucking day..."

I threw up an apple into the air and sung with all my might. It connected with the wall next to Enigma with a nice green SPLAT

"Stupid?" I asked, picking up another orange. "Stupid like how?"

"One of those idiots just jumped off the Goddamn roof of the base!" He shouted. "They must have finally gotten so sick of these shitful islands that they're committing suicide!"

Another orange flew at the wall, I made a winning gesture as it squished against the wall

"Suicide? Does that mean that we won?" I asked with a sense of hope.

"Don't be stupid, you idiot." he groaned, I jumped back a little at being called an idiot. I wasn't an idiot, just not as smart as anyone else. "Reds or no Reds, there's still those fucking Greens to deal with. They're probably an even bigger threat than the Reds are!"

With anger running through my veins I picked up an apple and hit it as hard as I could. It hit the alarm clock sitting on the table next to Enigma. It fell and broke into tiny pieces when it hit the ground.

"Why do you think they're more dangerous?" I enquired

"Because the Red leader is a basket case, and his flunkies aren't any more stable. The Greens, though... They have a certified medic, a... semi-qualified leader... and some drunk fucking monster just waiting to come down here and snap us in half like twig- FUCK!"

I turned around to the box of fruit that I had collected from arpund the base, but to my disapointment there was nothing left to hit. Through my brilliant idea I unclipped one of the grenades from my belt a hit it. I watched in awe as it sailed away.

"So, what do we do about the Greens, then?" I asked

"What do you think?!" he snarled, "We have to kill them before they kill us!"

He turned towards me, a small glint of unwavering pride in his eyes

"We attack." he said. "Get Twinkletoes in here on the double - we have a war to win!"

"Uh... OK." I with a shrug, swinging the bat over my shoulder.

A moment later, I saw the grenade exploded not too far away from the Base; the force of the blast sent the makeshift captain Enigma diving over a counter nearby; he quickly got up. I saw this gesture and started to run

"Son of a BITCH!" he barked,

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Bottom of Blue Base~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I walked carefully down the stairs where our other team member Allen was sleeping, he was snoring so bad that I felt my ears start to burst. I had to find a way to wake him up. I tried rocking him gently from side to side, gently calling his name. FAILURE. I tried shaking him violently screaming his name. FAILURE. I tried tipping a bucket of water over his head, leaving him and his bed in a rushing of cold water. FAILURE. Suddenly I had a great idea, I removed my assault rifle from around my neck loaded it and shot one round into the roof.

“Where is the bastards, come one where is the fighting” Allen asked in a daze, little bits of plaster fell on his head from the roof.

“There is no fight, Enigma just wanted me to wake you up” I replied with a smile

“Well we might as start this fight right now” Allen added as he brushed the white dust of him getting up from the low bunk bed.

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