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It must be Tuesday

It was finally morning. A ray of light entered through the cracks on the walls. Private Cross woke up with the light hitting his eyes. He turned around, trying to get a few more minutes of sleep. And the barracks shook. Something must have hit it pretty hard. He stood up and looked around. Another of his brothers was also waking up. He decided to go to the bathroom. He had to take a leak.

He took his sweet time. He thought he really shouldn’t have drunk so much. But then again, he didn’t believe he could make it to the next day without a couple of cold ones. It didn’t matter anyway. He then went to the sink. Cold water was the best way for a man to wash himself and get ready for the following day.

The barracks shook again. It didn’t matter. He dipped his hands in the water and took them to his face. It felt good. He did it again. He stared into the mirror in front of him and saw himself. The barracks shook again. It didn’t matter.

He left the bathroom. More of his brothers were waking up. Some were already standing, others were still rolling around on their bunks. Someone seemed to whistle some kind of tune, but most were silent, getting mentally ready to the hardships of the day ahead.

Cross left the sleeping area and went into the gearing section. He stepped on the platform and soon enough a veritable army of robot arms appeared around him. He looked around, another one of his brothers was also in the room. The arms began moving, slowly connecting his armor around him. First his legs, then his torso and arms and finally his helmet.

The barracks shook again. It still didn’t matter. Both men stepped out of the platform and grabbed their trusty Gauss Rifles. Their shift was about to begin.

The door opened and they stepped outside. Ash fell from the sky, lava flowed in the back and the ground shook under their feet. The typical Charr welcome. Machine gun fire was heard coming from just further ahead and the siege tanks were shooting into the distance.

“Finally you grunts have decided to appear.” – shouted the commander sitting on top of the nearest tank. – “Get your asses down there. The Zerg are pushing heavily on our position and we need every gun we can get.”

Upon hearing this, Private Cross stared back to his fellow Marine and just said.
“It must be Tuesday.”

I'm gonna be a mighty queen
So enemies beware!
Well, I've never seen a queen of blades
With quite so spiky hair

I'm gonna be the malevolent
Like no queen was before
I'm brushing up on stamping down
I'm working on my WAR!

Thus far, a rather uninspiring routine
Oh, I just can't wait to be queen!
(You've rather a long way to go, young medusa,
if you think…)

No one saying, "Infest this"
(Now when I said that, I…)
No one saying, "Flee Auir"
(What I meant was…)
No one saying, "Storm that"
(Look, what you don't realise…)
No one saying, "Seize here"
(Now see here!)
Free to fly around all day
(Well, that's definitely out…)
Free to kill it all my way!

I think it's time that you and I
Arranged a heart to heart
Queens don't need advice
From little minions for a start
If this is where the Insanity is headed
Count me out!
Out of service, out of Char
I wouldn't hang about

This bitch is sounding way too keen
Oh, I just can't wait to be queen!

Everybody look bereft
Everybody cook alight
Everywhere you look I'm
Standin' in the creep blight!
Not yet!

Let every zergling go for broke and careen
Let's hear it in the swarm and on the green
It's gonna be Queen Sarah's finest scene

Oh, I just can't wait to be queen!
Oh, I just can't wait to be queen!
Oh, I just can't waaaaaait… to be queen!

I can mutate the Swarm
Make Banelings split into Banelings
Tell me, Kerrigan, which tech path
will your vengeance now decide?

I can gives lings 3 eyes
Make them jump like a Reaper
That mutation's a keeper
If you want a Raptor-ride

A whole new Swarm
A new fantastic Zerg-made brood
No Cerebrate to call us forth
With what to morph
Or complain we're deviating

A whole new Swarm
A dazzling race I never knew
Now with new Hydra speed
I don't need creep
And now I'll make a whole new Swarm with you
(Now I'll make a whole new Swarm with you)

Unbelievable fights
Burrowed Ultras are charging
Send marines up careening
Through a Viper's blinding cloud

A whole new Swarm
(Don't forget your injects)
And maybe even Hydraroach
(Don't hold your breath, cuz I doubt it)
I'm like a broodling star
that's launched too far
I can't go back to Wings of Liberty

A whole new Swarm
(Every morph a surprise)
With goals of vengeance to pursue
(Mengsk's head on a platter)
I'll chase them anywhere
There's time to spare --
Years until we see some “Legacy”

A whole new Swarm
That's what we'll need
New mutant strain
That lets Zerg reign
Over you and me

Toss Hwaiting

Among us all, in the cage of life whose boundaries are death, they await it
with bated breath.

The stage is set; the scene will change, if not from here then from massive
range.

The slayer of dragons, the slayer of kings, stands with them ready in the
wings.

In the east, the beast is anticipating the release, to once again be
unleashed.

From the west sound grunts from a hero runt, who will suffer a rebirth, to
reclaim his nearly unsurpassed control on this earth.

The time of man and beast has passed; the crowd will kneel before their new
masters’ intellects vast.

With new arms, their victory is within reach, as they are prepared to
sacrifice it all with a mere sentence of speech.

Newfound sources of wisdom. Cores of their nature maternal. Power of a
thousand storms eternal.

With no concern for age, the chivalrous young will help carry the weight to
center stage.

Rain will not fall; the home sun will shine bright, shine for the vengeance of
them all with a blinding light.

The soul of the show will appear strong; the battle will already have been
won.

Leader glad, strength and power itself, turning the tide of sky with the
greatest wealth.

Thus they finally succeed though this drama is only in its second act; the
final will need them to keep the throne they once lacked.

Toss Hwaiting