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*Taps foot impatient and periodically checks his watch.* Cornsarnit,
how much longer does that lazy Woodlouse wanna sleep? I can't wait around
all day, I got people to kill and planets to destroy! *Starts humming the
tune he picked out.*
Cyborg
Stan of CyKoLaJx, Inc. <Boss
Music from Final Fanasty VI>
- Monday,
August 02, 1999 at 02:52:35 (MDT)
As the Warlord's ships fly low over the terrain looking for the
hidden entrances to the Woodlouse bases, a lone figure leaps with inhuman
strength from the top of the World Trade Center building and manages to
snag onto a canon barrel of the passing HTMS Slicer (HTMS=His Terrible
Maniac's Ship). Clambering hand over hand towards the upper deck, the figure
hoists itself up, and on top of Stan's battlecruiser. Hefting an oversized
phaser rifle, with a Mak'leth strapped to its back, eyes filled with maddened
rage, ears filled with the sound of Stan's last remaining tribbles onboard...
The figure begins to systematically burn through a point on Stan's heavy
armor. With the ship's sensors in various Spaam_Woodlouse bellies, this
goes on undetected for some time...
Zapper
- Monday,
August 02, 1999 at 03:46:42 (MDT)
Meanwhile, the Woodlice upper echelon continue to tear Trekkies
limb from limb in the SSD_Insufficiently_Reluctant's hold. The SSD itself,
rocked by the impact of the ID4 ship, drifts offshore, its entire upper
structure covered by flaming wreckage.
Zapper
- Monday,
August 02, 1999 at 04:19:56 (MDT)
As it stands: Alien Tribbles devoured by Spaam_Woodlouse clones.
Stan waiting for Woodlouse in a dueling circle. HTMS Slicer blinded. TDK
atop Slicer, attempting to cut through the armor. Trooper Woodlice - snoring.
Upper Echelon Woodlice - Being tortured with Trekies onboard SSD_Insufficiently_Reluctant.
Said Woodlice tearing Trekies limb from limb. SSD - damaged, adrift. ID4
Saucer kaput. Zapper - unknown. Last seen escaping from SSD's hold. Presumed
escaped into deep space onboard a Tie Advanced. N.Y. - No more shopping
malls. On fire. Emergency services and national guard brought in to assist.
Zapper
- Monday,
August 02, 1999 at 04:42:18 (MDT)
*Yawns, gets out of bed, has a shower, and cleans teeth. Goes to
a different level of the base and joins some other commanders at the officers
table in the mess hall* Hey, Have you seen Lieutenant Woodlouse?
Field
Marshal Woodlouse
- Monday,
August 02, 1999 at 06:05:21 (MDT)
AARAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGG! *suddenly the woodlouse realises what
is going on, he notices some smug Imperial officers standing with massive
grins of amusment and redirects his rage at them, grabbing their blaster
rifles and searching for an exit with his officer chums*
Lieutenant
Woodlouse
- Monday,
August 02, 1999 at 06:11:29 (MDT)
Right lads, we have a job to continue! *groans are heard among the
troops* What, whats wrong? *an officer pipes up and tells the Field Marshal
that they now have the Spaams and they dont see the point of further confict*
Well... Well nothing! We have out orders! Remember, if you lets them loose
they will fight us again later! We must crush them now!And this time I
want all fighters in close escort possition, and the battleships in convoy!
*everyone takes possition and opens hatches and lowers sheilds and launches*
Field
Marshal Woodlouse <<-----
Ride of the Valkyrie>
- Monday,
August 02, 1999 at 06:19:32 (MDT)
The SSD _Insufficiently Reluctant_ continues wallowing over the
Atlantic, but manages a slow turn back to the Big Apple. Losing altitude,
it slices the top off of the World Trade Center before somehow managing
to land without blowing up on top of the NYC airport. In an effort to ward
off the annoying battlers, the NYC populace plays BSB "music" on every
available loudspeaker.
<<----Imperial
March, on the double bass with harmonica accompianment>
- Monday,
August 02, 1999 at 06:20:08 (MDT)
*from within the war room in the underground network* Stanleys ship
remains in a threatening possition, it is larger than any of our vessels
BUT we outnumber him, fighters stand roughly toe to toe in this battle
and they will probably all be going for our fighters due to the command
ships blindness making it vulnerable to small targets HENCE we are to give
our fighters covering fire using half of our battleships
Lord_Woodlouse
- Monday,
August 02, 1999 at 06:36:51 (MDT)
*suddely the melee begins and fighters and battleships are exchanging
fire, assualt ships launch to attempt boarding operations*
Field
Marshal Woodlouse
- Monday,
August 02, 1999 at 06:59:46 (MDT)
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