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Sah, we dont seem to be able to communicate with our Spaams, they
are not responding to any of our commands, however they are not attacking
us, your orders sah?.
Field
Marshal Woodlouse
- Sunday,
August 01, 1999 at 13:53:26 (MDT)
Hmmm, we are here to save the little, er large critters. Send a
secondary priority to the troops, capture them where posible and send them
into the command ships storage facility.
Lord_Woodlouse
- Sunday,
August 01, 1999 at 13:56:50 (MDT)
*searching around, TDK finally realises where the faint purring
is coming from and sees C-Stans cruiser as it hovers over New York* Come
on littel Tribbles I'm not gonna hurt you, I'm JUST GONNA MAIM EACH AND
EVERY ONE OF YOUR LITTLE FURBALL BODIES AND THEN KILL YOU ALL!!! *runs
for the nearest skyscraper, and with an inhuman rage climbs all the way
up the side to get within jumping distance of the cruiser.
TDK
- Sunday,
August 01, 1999 at 14:08:15 (MDT)
If you can't catch the woodlice, just put sleeping pills in cheese,
and drop it on New York.
Savannah
- Sunday,
August 01, 1999 at 14:08:49 (MDT)
The HTM Halbred, in an effort to prevent obliterating its fellow
battlecruiser and fighter complement, raises for high orbit on emergency
thrust. 10 minutes out of atmosphere, it detonates in a multi-gigaton blast
that sends shockwaves rippling across the atmosphere. Bits and pieces of
ship and cyborg rain down on the continents and seas.
Zapper
- Sunday,
August 01, 1999 at 14:10:16 (MDT)
Unfortunatly Spaams are immune to all chemical attacks, they where
bred to eat anything without noticable slow down.
Lord_Woodlouse
- Sunday,
August 01, 1999 at 14:11:35 (MDT)
*electrical shocks go all over the woodlouse battleships, they swing
through the air, some splashing in the nearby ATLANTIC ocean and others
stabalising in time to correct their flight path*
Lord_Woodlouse
- Sunday,
August 01, 1999 at 14:14:03 (MDT)
Hello!?! Someone want to capture and torture me? I have loads of
military information you can weasel out of me!! HELLO?! SOMEONE CAPTURE
ME NOW!!!!!
S&M_Woodlouse
- Sunday,
August 01, 1999 at 14:20:25 (MDT)
*many woodlice died in that assault, fortunatly many where also
within reinforced troop transports, armour units or on the battleships
returning captured Spaams*
Lord_Woodlouse
- Sunday,
August 01, 1999 at 14:27:12 (MDT)
A kettle crashes down on top of a Woodlouse Field Marshal. Dazed,
its heavy carapace saved it from the impact and heat of the object, which
lay smoking on the ground. To it's horror, a black oily sludge slowly oozes
out. As the Field Marshal faints, he blurrily remembers hearing words emerging
from the sludge.. - "Aspirin..ow..ow.. anybody got aspirin?"
Zapper
- Sunday,
August 01, 1999 at 14:38:46 (MDT)
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