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For once Flippy was scared, but it wouldn't be the last time. "Duck, you moron!" someone yelled. And in a slipt second Flippy -apropriatly-

Flipped out.
Flippy jumped and grabbed the RP-nade in mid-flight. Then he tossed it to where he saw the blast. That when he saw the AntiArmor Lancher and its user. Peices of the enemy solider and Lancher wizzed threw the air. Blood splatered everywere, even blinding some soilders. After that it was all fuzzy, Flippy didn't remember the rest of the massacar. Flippy killed eveyone! He even killed the narartor. I'm new here so roll with me. This gos on the top of the list for dangerous jobs! When Flippy came to his scences... Well guess who won... Thats right... Flippy, because nor did the UN or the Sloamians won. "What the- WHAT HAPPENED HERE?!" He walks around a littel >This compound previously held a battel! But, where IS everyone?<
It wasn't until then that he looked down at him self.
>OH... MY GOD! I'M COVERD IN BLOOD! DID I SHOWER IN BLOOD? WHAT THE HELL?<

"Well Flippy, you've been diegnous with PTSD," says the medic to Flippy. Then Flippy starts to laugh. "Heeee...Hmmm!" He begins, "what?". "Post Tramatic Stess Disorder" the medic explains.
"Oh thats F**ked!" He says. Flippy levaes the tent and as he passes Chappy, he kisses him. "well, that was random! Hey, wait up! What was that fo-" Chappy stoped at the entrance tho Flippy tent. He arrived just in time to see Flippy pick up his knife. A Bowie Knife. "What... What are... you gonna do with that?" Chappy studered. "I love you" Flippy said raising his knife. "NOO!" Chappy ducked to aviod the knife. He shut his eyes... and relized he will never open them again."UGGHHH...". Then Chappy opened his eyes. He didn't feel anything! He looked around to be sure. Nope only his bandeged-up arm that was amputated a week ago. Then he looked at Flippy. He had a knife to the stomach. He made no attemp to pull it out... Flippy fell over. DRT [dead right there].