Mine were in a variety of colours: Classic Dark Green, Desert Sand, Hopefully Not Confederates Grey, Baby Diarrhoea Olive, all the greats. However, my favourite was the bazooka guy. I had a model tank with a spring-loaded gun that fired toothpicks, and he was crouched down low enough to hide behind the turret. Tactically sound? Possibly not. Have I ever once let that stop me? I'm the woman entering melee tanks into Gryph's sensha-do format, take a wild guess. =]

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"She's old, she's lame, she's barren too, // "She's not worth feed or hay, // "But I'll give her this," - he blew smoke at me - // "She was something in her day." -- Garnet Rogers, Small Victory

FiMFiction.net: we might accept blatant porn involving the cast of My Little Pony but as God is my witness we have standards.

little splodey man. he hides. to make you splode.