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GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE, | GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE, | ||
GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE,. | GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE,. | ||
GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE,. | GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE,. | ||
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He was just a rookie and he surely shook with fright; | He was just a rookie and he surely shook with fright; | ||
He checked all his equipment, made sure his pack was tight; | He checked all his equipment, made sure his pack was tight; | ||
He had to sit and listen to those awful engines roar; | He had to sit and listen to those awful engines roar; | ||
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"Is everybody happy" cried the sergeant looking up. | "Is everybody happy" cried the sergeant looking up. | ||
Our hero feebly answered "yes" and then they stood him up; | Our hero feebly answered "yes" and then they stood him up; | ||
He jumped into the icy blast his static line unhooked, | He jumped into the icy blast his static line unhooked, | ||
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He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the shook, | He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the shook, | ||
He felt the wind he felt the cold, he felt that awful drop, | He felt the wind he felt the cold, he felt that awful drop, | ||
The silk from his reserve spilled out and wrapped around his legs | The silk from his reserve spilled out and wrapped around his legs | ||
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The risers swung around his neck, connectors cracked his dome, | The risers swung around his neck, connectors cracked his dome, | ||
Suspension lines were tied in knots around his skinny bones; | Suspension lines were tied in knots around his skinny bones; | ||
The canopy became his shroud; he hurtled to the ground. | The canopy became his shroud; he hurtled to the ground. | ||
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The days he lived, loved and laughed kept running through his mind, | The days he lived, loved and laughed kept running through his mind, | ||
He thought about the girl back home, the one he'd left behind, | He thought about the girl back home, the one he'd left behind, | ||
He thought about about the medics and wondered what they'd find, | He thought about about the medics and wondered what they'd find, | ||
The ambulance was on the spot the jeeps were running wild, | The ambulance was on the spot the jeeps were running wild, | ||
The medics jumped and shouted and scream with glee | The medics jumped and shouted and scream with glee | ||
rolled up their sleeves and smiled | rolled up their sleeves and smiled | ||
For it had been a week or more since last a chute had failed, | For it had been a week or more since last a chute had failed, | ||
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He hit the ground the sound was "splatt," blood went spurting high, | He hit the ground the sound was "splatt," blood went spurting high, | ||
His comrades was heard to say a "helluve way to die!" | His comrades was heard to say a "helluve way to die!" | ||
He lay there rolling in the welter of his gore, | He lay there rolling in the welter of his gore, | ||
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There was blood on the risers, there was brains upon the chute, | There was blood on the risers, there was brains upon the chute, | ||
His intestines were a' dangling from his Paratrooper suit | His intestines were a' dangling from his Paratrooper suit | ||
He was a mess; they picked him up and poured him from his boots, | He was a mess; they picked him up and poured him from his boots, | ||
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GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE, | GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE, | ||
GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE, | GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE, | ||
GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE, | GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE, | ||
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He was just a rookie and he surely shook with fright; | He was just a rookie and he surely shook with fright; | ||
He checked all his equipment, made sure his pack was tight; | He checked all his equipment, made sure his pack was tight; | ||
He had to sit and listen to those awful engines roar; | He had to sit and listen to those awful engines roar; | ||
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"Is everybody happy" cried the sergeant looking up. | "Is everybody happy" cried the sergeant looking up. | ||
Our hero feebly answered "yes" and then they stood him up; | Our hero feebly answered "yes" and then they stood him up; | ||
He jumped into the icy blast his static line unhooked, | He jumped into the icy blast his static line unhooked, | ||
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The risers swung around his neck, connectors cracked his dome, | The risers swung around his neck, connectors cracked his dome, | ||
Suspension lines were tied in knots around his skinny bones; | Suspension lines were tied in knots around his skinny bones; | ||
The canopy became his shroud; he hurtled to the ground. | The canopy became his shroud; he hurtled to the ground. | ||
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The days he'd lived, loved and laughed kept running through his mind, | The days he'd lived, loved and laughed kept running through his mind, | ||
He thought about the girl back home, the one he'd left behind, | He thought about the girl back home, the one he'd left behind, | ||
He thought about about the medics and wondered what they'd find, | He thought about about the medics and wondered what they'd find, | ||
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The ambulance was on the spot the jeeps were running wild, | The ambulance was on the spot the jeeps were running wild, | ||
The medics jumped and shouted and scream with glee | The medics jumped and shouted and scream with glee | ||
rolled up their sleeves and smiled | rolled up their sleeves and smiled | ||
For it had been a week or more since last a chute had failed, | For it had been a week or more since last a chute had failed, | ||
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He hit the ground the sound was "splatt," blood went spurting high, | He hit the ground the sound was "splatt," blood went spurting high, | ||
His comrades was heard to say a "helluve way to die!" | His comrades was heard to say a "helluve way to die!" | ||
He lay there rolling in the welter of his gore, | He lay there rolling in the welter of his gore, | ||
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE. | AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE. | ||
There was blood on the risers, there was brains upon the chute, | There was blood on the risers, there was brains upon the chute, | ||
His intestines were a' dangling from his Paratrooper suit | His intestines were a' dangling from his Paratrooper suit | ||
He was a mess; they picked him up and poured him from his boots, | He was a mess; they picked him up and poured him from his boots, | ||
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE. | AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE. | ||
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We have a rendez-vous with destiny. | We have a rendez-vous with destiny. | ||
Our strength and courage strike the spark, | Our strength and courage strike the spark, | ||
That will always make men free. | That will always make men free. | ||
Jump right down through the skies of blue, | Jump right down through the skies of blue, | ||
Keep your eye on the job to be done. | Keep your eye on the job to be done. | ||
We're the men of the hundred first, | We're the men of the hundred first, | ||
we'll fight till the battle is won. | we'll fight till the battle is won. | ||
Screaming Eagles diving from the sun, | Screaming Eagles diving from the sun, | ||
Striking boldly from the air. | Striking boldly from the air. | ||
Now is the time to jump. | Now is the time to jump. | ||
Look out below ! | Look out below ! | ||
Stand up ! Hook up ! | Stand up ! Hook up ! | ||
Screaming Eagles, go ! | Screaming Eagles, go ! | ||
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We call upon the risers | We call upon the risers | ||
We fall upon the grass | We fall upon the grass | ||
We never land upon our feet, we always hit our ass!! | We never land upon our feet, we always hit our ass!! | ||
Highty-Tighty Christ Almighty, who the hell are we? | Highty-Tighty Christ Almighty, who the hell are we? | ||
Zim-Zam Goddamn - we're Airborne Infantry! | Zim-Zam Goddamn - we're Airborne Infantry! | ||
Revision as of 12:55, 13 June 2010
| 101st Airborne Screaming Eagles | |
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| Abbreviation: | 101st |
| Group Numbers: | 2 |
| Leadership: | Boomer Australia and Igginator |
| Goals: | To liberate Malton and help keep the suburbs safe |
| Recruitment Policy: | Open to Survivors(No Pkers or Gkers) |
| Contact: | go to our website at http://airbornescreamingeagles.webs.com |
Our Supreme HQ Location The Heard Building,Stanbury Village
The Suburb were Currently active in Stanbury Village
Recruitment Policy's
Our Recruitment Policy's are plane and simple
1)You have to be a survivor
2)You cannot be a Pker if you are you can give us information on your history and we will consider you
3)cannot be a Gker if you are you will be immediately fired and if you destroy any of our generators you will be put on our hit list and we will shoot on site
simple enough aye and don't worry if you do have a history of pking we will reveiw your history and we may let you in if your a constant pker you will not be accepted if you pked a pker we will make a exception if you kill(ed) a innocent we will fire you anyone who pk's while a member will be fired if you pk one of us you will be considered a threat and if we see you we will shoot you
Rules
Well rules is always annoying but our ones are simple
1)Don't PK or GK (exception if that person has been killing you or your fellow comrades or innocents none for gkers)
2)follow orders if not you will recive a formal warning if you don't fellow orders we will decide if you should join the lonewolf unit or be fired
3)Try to help friendly's and innocents
Ranks
Ranks are the same as the U.S Army and other nations like Australia and New Zeland
The ranks go from Private through to General (including the General ranks of lt.general etc)
Why Should you join us
The big question is why should you join us well were a experienced unit all members have experience in all fields the leaders have got every survivor skill we help our members and we never betray our members we help you level up help you survive in Malton were based in Stanbury Village for now but we go to other suburbs but were based around suburbs near Stanbury village and Shackleville. Another reason to join us we secure tactical points and we heal and revive all of our members, members do receive priority but we will help innocents/survivors
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Revive Points
Axworthy Square -------- Currently inactive for now....
Songs and Motto
Our motto is Rendezvous with Destiny
We have 3 songs our first one is
Blood on the risers
GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE,
GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE,.
GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE,.
HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE !
He was just a rookie and he surely shook with fright;
He checked all his equipment, made sure his pack was tight;
He had to sit and listen to those awful engines roar;
"YOU AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE"
"Is everybody happy" cried the sergeant looking up.
Our hero feebly answered "yes" and then they stood him up;
He jumped into the icy blast his static line unhooked,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE.
He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the shook,
He felt the wind he felt the cold, he felt that awful drop,
The silk from his reserve spilled out and wrapped around his legs
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE.
The risers swung around his neck, connectors cracked his dome,
Suspension lines were tied in knots around his skinny bones;
The canopy became his shroud; he hurtled to the ground.
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE.
The days he lived, loved and laughed kept running through his mind,
He thought about the girl back home, the one he'd left behind,
He thought about about the medics and wondered what they'd find,
The ambulance was on the spot the jeeps were running wild,
The medics jumped and shouted and scream with glee
rolled up their sleeves and smiled
For it had been a week or more since last a chute had failed,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE.
He hit the ground the sound was "splatt," blood went spurting high,
His comrades was heard to say a "helluve way to die!"
He lay there rolling in the welter of his gore,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE.
There was blood on the risers, there was brains upon the chute,
His intestines were a' dangling from his Paratrooper suit
He was a mess; they picked him up and poured him from his boots,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE.
GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE,
GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE,
GORY, GORY, WHAT A HELLUVA WAY TO DIE,
HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE
He was just a rookie and he surely shook with fright;
He checked all his equipment, made sure his pack was tight;
He had to sit and listen to those awful engines roar;
"YOU AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE"
"Is everybody happy" cried the sergeant looking up.
Our hero feebly answered "yes" and then they stood him up;
He jumped into the icy blast his static line unhooked,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE.
The risers swung around his neck, connectors cracked his dome,
Suspension lines were tied in knots around his skinny bones;
The canopy became his shroud; he hurtled to the ground.
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE.
The days he'd lived, loved and laughed kept running through his mind,
He thought about the girl back home, the one he'd left behind,
He thought about about the medics and wondered what they'd find,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE.
The ambulance was on the spot the jeeps were running wild,
The medics jumped and shouted and scream with glee
rolled up their sleeves and smiled
For it had been a week or more since last a chute had failed,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE.
He hit the ground the sound was "splatt," blood went spurting high,
His comrades was heard to say a "helluve way to die!"
He lay there rolling in the welter of his gore,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE.
There was blood on the risers, there was brains upon the chute,
His intestines were a' dangling from his Paratrooper suit
He was a mess; they picked him up and poured him from his boots,
AND HE AIN'T GONNA JUMP NO MORE.
Our Second one is of course Rendezvous with Destiny the song of the 101st
We have a rendez-vous with destiny.
Our strength and courage strike the spark,
That will always make men free.
Jump right down through the skies of blue,
Keep your eye on the job to be done.
We're the men of the hundred first,
we'll fight till the battle is won.
Screaming Eagles diving from the sun,
Striking boldly from the air.
Now is the time to jump.
Look out below !
Stand up ! Hook up !
Screaming Eagles, go !
And of course a song which we got from band of brothers (the first one is a offical Airborne song)
We call upon the risers
We fall upon the grass
We never land upon our feet, we always hit our ass!!
Highty-Tighty Christ Almighty, who the hell are we?
Zim-Zam Goddamn - we're Airborne Infantry!
