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Welcome to the Dominion New Recruit Processing and Acclimation Center.
Prepare to take the Entrance Exam. The purpose of this test is to determine your placement within the Dominion military by gauging your reaction and adaptation to stressful situations. Please answer truthfully. Following this test you'll be assigned to a specific squad or unit and given instruction on when and where to report for active duty. Good luck, recruit. Serve your Emperor proudly. (source = SC2 Official Site) well i got a position for a viking pilot.. whats yours??? http://kr.starcraft2.com/dominion/entrance-exam-intro.xml |
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I was a GHOST...
...NUCLEAR LAUNCH DETECTED |
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I died
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I got Thor Pilot =D
Pre-ordered this game on Amazon! Bring on 27th July!!! WOOOOOOOO! |
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I'm a firebat.
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How were you a firebat? SC2 doesn't have them anymore.
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I died
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I hate to say it, but PC is dead. Console gaming will follow.
Ghost reportin'. |
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New profile: Northerner
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Need a light?
Yeah, I was a firebat |
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"One more thing!" - Jackie Chan Adventures
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I got MEDIC ......
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Firebat
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Blark
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Thor pilot
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LexusKing & BimmerQueen
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You Have Been Chosen To Become a Marine
Pack your bags, citizen! We are ready to save you from your bleak and irrelevant existence. You've proven that you have a tough-as-neosteel attitude, possess the guts to complete an assignment no matter the cost, and are about as smart as the creep I scraped off my boot this morning. A package from Augustgrad will be arriving shortly with your first set of stimpacks. Give 'em a try. But go easy, they've got a kick. We're shipping you off to the barracks for brain-panning at 0600 tomorrow morning. It's mostly harmless, and you will… well… we will prevail. Prepare for the infantry, maggot! You are hereby recruited to become a marine, the ballistic alloy shield of the emperor's expansive colonies! |
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Here, but not here at the same time.
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Viking Pilot.
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Viking pilot baby!
From your answers, it's clear that living life to its fullest has never been a problem for you. While you pride yourself on having survived over a dozen high-speed hoverbike crashes, the Dominion has taken note of the threat that your wild antics pose to the population at large. Fortunately, we've been looking for an adventurous individual just like you to pilot our newest anti-air and ground-support weapon system. We call it the viking, a modern marvel capable of reconfiguring between an air-superiority fighter and an assault walker. You are hereby summoned to the nearest starport to begin flight school. Make no mistake: only the most skilled pilots will ever master the viking. But if you do, fame and glory await! |
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Drag529 wrote: You Have Been Chosen To Become a Marine Pack your bags, citizen! We are ready to save you from your bleak and irrelevant existence. You've proven that you have a tough-as-neosteel attitude, possess the guts to complete an assignment no matter the cost, and are about as smart as the creep I scraped off my boot this morning. A package from Augustgrad will be arriving shortly with your first set of stimpacks. Give 'em a try. But go easy, they've got a kick. We're shipping you off to the barracks for brain-panning at 0600 tomorrow morning. It's mostly harmless, and you will… well… we will prevail. Prepare for the infantry, maggot! You are hereby recruited to become a marine, the ballistic alloy shield of the emperor's expansive colonies! *bro fist* |
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Je pense tu est tres mignon, donc veux-tu vas avec moi?
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Firebat
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My thoughts, never to be erased. My pain, never to be forgotten.
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