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(please note...this is not normal SSD armanent. The Admiral has halved the stormtrooper garrison and has reduced the standard 144 fighters to 96, 6 Interceptor squadrons, 1 Scimitar assault bomber squadron, and a TIE Defender squadron to accomodate the quarter-klick support ship docks)

- Tuesday, August 03, 1999 at 15:26:31 (MDT) 


*looks around after dispaching yet another horde of Tribbles and sees one more lump of fur around a corner.* I have you now you little furball. *He takes careful aim with his paser rife and fires. The fur catches fire and then jumps up revealing its owner to be none other than C-Stan, now with a significant bald spot of one side of his head.*
TDK
- Tuesday, August 03, 1999 at 17:13:01 (MDT)

Right, begin landing troops, its time to show them Cylons that you dont mess with House Woodlouse! *a number of battleships land and begin to send out the tanks and infantry once again*
Field Marshal Woodlouse
- Tuesday, August 03, 1999 at 17:28:44 (MDT) 
Alright, TDK. It's time for you to meet your maker! *Jumps into the his latest project : The Shopping Cart 'o' Doom! Popping a wheelie, springs being tightened after they launch crowbar after crowbar at TDK's position, momentarily pinning him (quite literally!) against the wall. Yelling a cry of triumph, Cyborg flicks him off as he goes off to hide and reload.*

Cyborg Stan of CyKoLaJx, Inc. <Theme to Star Trek VI : The Undiscovered Country>
- Tuesday, August 03, 1999 at 20:18:19 (MDT) 
The ship your have just reached is under the command of Cyborg Stan. However, he is currently driving a shopping cart around, and cannot take any futile requests to surrender. Please leave at the sound of the click. *Click!*

Cyborg Stan of CyKoLaJx, Inc.
- Tuesday, August 03, 1999 at 20:20:42 (MDT) 
*oof* Y'know, C-Stan, the more you *ugh* attack me, *groan* the more pissed off I get, and *argh* the more painful your final *ung* punishment will be. Just give up and it will be a lot less difficult for all parties concerned. I wasn't even after you in the first place. *groan* But, NOOO, you had to go and *ugh* slice me up.

TDK
- Tuesday, August 03, 1999 at 21:15:35 (MDT) 

Cylon 1 - "Our repair detail reports that it is under attack by the SSD's forces." Hmm, can we communicate with that behemoth of a ship? Cylon 1 - "Our communications gear is operational" Very well, get me whoever is in charge of that ship immediately. Cylon 1 - "By your command"
Q`res <[email protected]>
- Tuesday, August 03, 1999 at 22:15:45 (MDT) 
*wakes up on board the "HGS Blue Pea"* Gowd, the beds on this thing are terrible! *begins the stretch* OOOOHHH, thats better. *does the morning routine and heads to the bridge* Hello lads! How are you this fine morning? *a mumble of "yeah", "fine" and "shut up" can be heard among the bridge crew* OOOOKKKKK, thats good to hear, right down to business! *sits in the command seat and opens up a communication device* Right, I want a coffee, an English breakfast and some KFC on the side please.

Field Marshal Woodlouse
  • - Wednesday, August 04, 1999 at 03:53:31 (MDT) 
    *from the land based command vessel the "HGS Creapy Crawly"* So, how goes the fight against the Cylons? *an officer pipes up and says "Although we have killed many in the streets quite a few have gone into buildings and the mindless populace seems to just think they are ecentric and have even been defending them when we shoot at them!"* Well, shoot the Civs with stun bolts then! *the officer speaks again "That we be very costly, due to their immense bulk they take quite a few stun bolts to actually fall down"* Okey then, I want all troopers to also be equiped with frying pans, apon detection of a New Yorker, you shall hit it over the head with the frying pan! *the officer sends the command to all ships and troops*

    Captain Woodlouse
    - Wednesday, August 04, 1999 at 04:14:38 (MDT) 
    *Problem numero uno : NEVER mention frying in Nu Yuck. Never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never never say it.*

    Cyborg Stan of CyKoLaJx, Inc.
    - Wednesday, August 04, 1999 at 04:22:23 (MDT) 
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