[Off-character: Hell, I'll need to think of puns related to bigger guns and more related one-liners. And it would be freaking awesome if the transformation to MECs was actually by soldier deaths in XCOM]
This mechanic would actually be pretty bloody amazing, but at the rate of what's happening in my LP I'd have more MEC soldiers than ever needed

deathfun someday this thread will not utterly destroy my browser to open, but this is not this day. I guess the fact that I keep reading it regardless makes me a legit masochist. 
Ha! Suppose there's something to be said for my posting seven missions in a row
So I had saved before doing this mission, and apparently the image for the description of the mission is wrong because the mission changed its parameters? Woo, I guess, but this is an EXALT mission so not really woo... specially since it's defend rather than grab intel and jet"Well I'm going to die obviously. EXALT and point defense? ****"
"Oh come on Dart, you're not even human"
"Ironically enough, neither are the EXALT operatives at this point"
"Is that even ironic?"
"They're trash, so they'll be taken out like it"
"Best show them how its done old man"
"I WILL DELIVER UNTO THEM DEATH IN BIBLICAL PROPORTIONS"
"Well said mother****er"




"Did Hobbie just... leap out of the skyranger?"
"****, he just left imprints in the ground below!"

"We're not going to make it to the encoder"
"Quite true NGTM, Gortina, stay back and keep eyes down the parking lot. Rest of you cover the entrances to the transmitter"
"HOBBIE WILL BE ON THE ROOF LIKE AN ANGEL OF DEATH"


"Look alive people"
"Their colours are so wrong"
"You're wearing pink"




"We're clear for now. Move up and keep it tight"


"Making a move for the relay"


"You were damned right about not being able to get to the encoder"


"With misses like that no wonder you couldn't catch the A-Team"
"Oh **** off"
"Incoming!"


"I can do that too... is it possible to make the alien grenades explode pink?"
If this mod exists SEND IT TO ME




"Your soul shall be delivered from your body... TO HELL"
"They've almost got the encoder hacked"
"Prepare for their push"



"Oh they're shooting at me! Of course they are"
"Do you ever say anything else Guy?"



"You aim is weak squishy flesh forms"
"Guys... I'm starting to worry about Hobbie"


"My little piece of concrete will be your undoing! Eat 1200RPM"


"Little sniper man dies by the hand of God... ME"


"Double tap ****er"
"You're not the only one Trash!"



"Hey guys... he's a tool"
"What?"
"He's hanging out by the tools!"
"..."






"Little fleshbags, YOU WILL PAY FOR THAT. REPENT OR DIE"
"Ha, like she's not going to kill them regardless"


"Know what's ironic?"
"Here we go..."
"These guys are like Scientologists, but their Xenu god probably gives no ****s about them"



"I should drink more... would help my aim"
"WAIT YOU'VE BEEN DRINKING!?"
*swigs flask* "Now I am"



"BOOOOOM! Damn I love explosions"


"Heading into overwatch"
"Guy behind us is moving"








"Yari! Get the **** out of there"
"You don't have to tell me twice"




"Nice cleanup there jr2"
"Someone get a slippery when wet sign, their blood is making the floors a hazard!"



"Hodamn, pointblank with that thing is gruesome"
"HIS SOUL IS NOW MINE"


"Scratch another one for the gorgeous gal in the back"
"ROCKETS"
"Should rename you Team Rocket"



"Another one round back"

"****"
"Side guy is mine"



"Oh they're going to have to glue you back together!"
"Got your back Yari"


"Guy, why did you use the pistol? You can reload and shoot in the same turn! Wait... did I break the fourth wall"
"What the hell are you talking about?"


"Just a little bit longer"
"****, can't we just get rid of EXALT already?"


"Screw you Hannibal"
"They're just running past us"





"Yeah... justice has been served"
"Last one is on the move here"
"Make that two"




"Good finish Dekker"
"I don't take orders from you!"
"You're a specialist..."




WHY WASN'T I RESEARCHING THAT **** BEFORE! ELERIUM POWER WHATEVER THE CRAP FFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUU