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*Cationously walks over to the armor....* Cyborg Stan : Odd.....
it should have fought alot harder than this. *Carefully digs through the
compenents.* Look at this - hypertoxic nerve gas, fail-safe self-destructs....
what's up?...... Computer! Location of Jadesfire! Computer : In the Skipray
Loading Bay. Cyborg Stan : Darth Woodlouse? Computer : Scanning.... double
checking. Unknown sir. Cyborg Stan : Damn........ TDK : Let's blast this
armor. Cyborg Stan : No!.... *Opens the armor.* He's still alive..... why
the suicide attack? *Probes with mind.* He's...... empty. TDK : I _SAID_,
let's blast this piece of shit! Cyborg Stan : NOT YET! We still need the
body...... Take this armor outside and broadside it. TDK : Can you PLEASE
tell me what's going on? Cyborg Stan : No...... TDK : LOOK! Don't you EVER
push me around. Cyborg Stan : Alright...... your next prune juice is on
me. TDK : Prune Juice! A warrior's drink!
Cyborg
Stan of CyKoLaJx, Inc. <Slippery>
- Monday,
August 16, 1999 at 20:13:15 (MDT)
HAHAHA! Your all powerless to resist me! NyaHA!
Typo Fairy
- Tuesday,
August 17, 1999 at 05:18:49 (MDT)
Barney wandered down the seemingly endless corridors, wondering
why everyone he encountered fled as soon as they saw him. Rounding a corner,
he came upon a crack squad of stormtroopers waiting in ambush. All of them
seasoned volunteers, who knew well that this could be their last battle,
and were prepared to go down fighting. "Hello there! Anyone want to be
friends?" he asked. A barrage of blaster fire was the only answer. "Ow!"
shouted the friendly dinosaur, "Ow! ow! ow! that hurts!" and jumped away
around another corner, his purple hide covered with blackened spots, and
trailing smoke. But as a Toon, he could not be seriously injured by such
weapons, and simply brushed the soot off, revealing perfectly undamaged
purple skin underneath. "I wonder what's in here?" he said to himself,
as he came to the door of the main food storage room.
Scottty
<[email protected]>
- Tuesday,
August 17, 1999 at 09:49:13 (MDT)
Alright already. You know where I can pick up a couple of torpedos
on this ship?
TDK
- Tuesday,
August 17, 1999 at 09:52:38 (MDT)
*After doing a complete sensor sweep of the Earth and nothing was
found the ships left the Panchik to their trading and went to see if anything
was in space and it was.....* Hmmm, whats that sensor blip, it looks almost
Panchik... *the sensor officer reports "Sir, this looks like the missing
ship, except... its been vastly modified... In fact it would have taken
our best shipyard at least a month to carry out these modifications"* Can
we take it in? *"Negative sir, its totaly burnt out, I tell you something
sir, when this fight is all over the Chik-Nik will have plenty to salvage..."*
Hmmm, inform House Woodlouse and House Panchik about these events, if you
need me I'll be having my KFC in my ready room *"Ay Sir"*
Commodore
Yah'Noik
- Tuesday,
August 17, 1999 at 13:36:30 (MDT)
*In a dark, cold room. Everyone is wearing coats.* Cyborg Stan :
Carbonite freezing chamber ready? Random Ugnought : (Yes-yes, sir!) Cyborg
Stan : Lower the subject! The future of the Universe depends on it! Random
Ugnought : (It does?) Cyborg Stan : Well, to tell the truth, I just made
that part up. Random Ugnought : (You're very strange sir. Commencing process....)
Cyborg Stan : NO! Wait...... *rearranges the Emperor's body, arms and legs*
that's better. Random Ugnought : (Huh? Oh, well.) *Molten, freezing metal
(How does that work???) pours forth from the ceiling... the platform is
rising out of the pit... and we see....* Cyborg Stan : Perfect! *Drapes
his coat over the Emperor's head.*
Cyborg
Stan of CyKoLaJx, Inc.
- Tuesday,
August 17, 1999 at 14:30:57 (MDT)
*crashes through a wall into the _Reluctant_'s ordinance storage
room* Hey, you guys got two spare torpedos in here? *The crewmwmbers on
duty quickly jump away from the tank and several of them quicly run to
get two warheads. They come back working in pairs to carfully cary the
two torpedos to TDK who then tosses them over his shoulder and into the
tank. Again, the crewmembers jump away in fear for their lives but calm
down once they realise the warheads did not detonate.* Oh, and can you
guys get me a remote detonator for these two? *TDK pulls out the mek'leth
and starts picking his teeth. Seeing his as a threat the officer runs,
quickly programs a remote and very carefully hands it to TDK.* Thanks.
*He drives back out through the wall on the other side of the open door.*
TDK
- Tuesday,
August 17, 1999 at 15:29:09 (MDT)
It would seem that our objective has been achived, set a course
for Xanarious Secundus... *The Xanarious ships suddenly warp the colours
of the rainbow and set off home through Q-W-F Space...*
Chief
Xanarious
- Wednesday,
August 18, 1999 at 04:59:30 (MDT)
*With a blinding white flash, a 30 meter sphere appears in Neptune
orbit. After a short pause, it explodes into thousands of fist-sized mirrored
spheres which speed off in all directions. What remains in the middle of
this expanding volume is a mirrored egg 10 meters in length by 6 meters
in diameter. One by one.. the fist sized probes relay their findings...
and a temporal commlink was established.* Magistrate - "Commander, the
temporal jump was very rough. There seems to be a great deal of timeline
disturbance at this nexus. The probes have finished their initial sweep.
There is no sign of the fugitive, but signs of his interference is abundant.
The area is secured. You may commence timejump to my current coordinates."
*In moments, a white flash appears next to the egg, then in quick succesion,
6 more. The Noid Temporal Police have arrived.*
NTP
- Wednesday,
August 18, 1999 at 05:43:01 (MDT)
A pair of what used to be Raptor Y-4 transports, but have been modified
to almost quadruple their volume, launch from the surface of Venus, sheperded
by a pair of Skipray blastboats. Unloading their cargo of spiders and essential
materials, the Y-4s return to the surface for another trip, while the SSD
begins its torturous transformation to the vessel in the blueprints Jadesfire
transferred to the spider mind.........
- Wednesday,
August 18, 1999 at 06:50:28 (MDT)
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