User:Marlboro

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MarlboroMan5119
Joined:	December 21, 2006
Favorite equipment:	Nathan's Special Sawed-off Shotgun, Combat Knife
Mercenary profile:	Gunslinger looking for a demon that can kill him.
Fire Team:	HaVoC Fire Team (current) Gods of Men (Retired)
Mercenary Stats:	Demons Killed:3,159 Mercenaries Resurrected:11 Times Died: 0 Mercenaries Health Restored:85 Missions Completed:0
Journal:	Journal Pages below for MarlboroMan5119
Quote:	"Happy Hunting."

	HaVoC: wReAk SuM!!!
	This user is a member of HaVoC, the most kick ass Fire Team in Outbreak!

	Revenant Killer!
	This Mercenary has slain the elusive Revenant.

	Archville Killer!
	This Mercenary has slain the elusive Archville.

Page 1 of Marlboro's Journal:

Got to Piedmont tonight. Not impressed yet. Nothing here seems to be able to kill me. Came close a few times. Picked up a shotgun. Used it a lot. This place better not let me down. Supposed to be the most dangerous place in the world. We'll see.

Page 2 of Marlboro's Journal:

Made some friends. Hung out in a few pubs. Still haven't found it yet. Demons and monsters, but I'm still alive for some reason. Someday.

Page 3 of Marlboro's Journal:

Hell's Gate. If I can find it anywhere, I can find the demon with my number here. Fort Hirons, supposed to be the place. Let's find out.

Page 4 of Marlboro's Journal:

Joined a Fire Team. I had one once. This one seems good. Nice people. Still no luck on dying. Have to keep trying. Not going to make it easy on them though. They're going to have to work for it.

Page 5 of Marlboro's Journal:

Ran into a Rev today. Thought my number was up. Not this time. Bastard took a lot of bullets, but he went down hard. Gave him the hard goodbye with my shotgun at the end. Now to find something bigger that will put me down.

Page 6 of Marlboro's Journal:

Finally, the Archville. Found him when I didn't want too, which makes sense. Thought this was it. This big ugly bastard was going to take me down. Not yet though. All my remaining bullets, and a mess of shells, he went down. Damn it. What else is out there?"

Page 7 of Marlboro's Journal:

Outside of Fort Hirons, I found peace. Or so I thought. 700 demons. This horde had to punch my ticket. But no. I went deaf from all the gunfire, the smell of gunpowder stuck in my nose for days later. 700 demons, and me. And I walked away. I'm never going to die.