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Sending an activation signal through the relay, Leroy arms the second
barrel. Then, using the last gasp of his teleporter's power supply, he
deposits the second barrel into the very core of Mimas. It is an artificial
gravity field generator, boosted to ridiculous power levels, with all safeties
disengaged, and with the settings all wrong.. The 5 second countdown complete,
it activates.. and implodes Mimas into a black hole.
Leroy
<Checkmate>
- Saturday,
August 28, 1999 at 01:21:20 (MDT)
...Once the few Zerg that made the transition to Lurkerspace are
destroyed, one of the small Lurkerships opens a channel to Darva... I hope
you know what you're doing, this could reveal us all you know. You're not
allowed to leave here till they agree not to talk about it. ...His words
refer to the people in the BoP, buried in the Overlord. Darva sighs, and
opens a channel to TDK... Beam me aboard your ship.. we need to talk.
Annonymous
Lurker Extra #2
- Saturday,
August 28, 1999 at 01:22:50 (MDT)
Still unnoticed, three T'liss watch, cloaked, from a vantage point
in the vicinity above Saturn's north pole. "Rekkhai?" The Krhe'Riov turned.
"Ie, erein?" As the ensign reported the search status, Erisai turned her
senses towards the overlord displayed in the viewing screen. Yesss... She
is there... It was more than honor now, it was Mnhei'sahe! Vengence will
be mine!! Pressing a switch, Erisai activates a psionic damper. With a
sharp command, the T'liss officer activates the transporter controls..
and beams a very surprised, very outraged and very naked Jadesfire from
the overlord into the detention cell. Unarmed, with her psionic abilities
damped, she can only rage at the confining walls. "Nooooo!! This cannot
be!! Nooooo!!!!!!!" With a dark, victorious sneer, Erisai commands her
crew to make a course back to Romulan space. Her captive, her former teacher,
will be the guest of honor at the enactment of the finest Seth tradition:
The Slaying of Elders. Without a backward glance, the cloaked Romulan ship
streaks away at high warp.
Krhe'Riov
Erisai tr'Khnialmnae <Vengence Is
Mine!!>
- Saturday,
August 28, 1999 at 01:45:06 (MDT)
... In Lurkerspace, Erisai's ship is being shadowed by 30 much smaller
Lurkerships, similar to the one's that appeared around Darva's ship. Biding
their time while one of the engineer's searches for a way to pull the larger
ship out of warp. One of the pilots is complaining about having to help
a being as evil as Jade, but in return he receives the Credo of the Lurker
Council: "Good, Evil, it doesn't matter... She is a Poster, and we are
Lurkers... she must be protected"...
Lurker
Task Force
- Saturday,
August 28, 1999 at 01:58:59 (MDT)
Elsewhere.. in a hidden Lancer supposedly lost during the war against
the Emperor, a now useless Nydus Canal waits in vain. Nearby, crysalis
nears maturity... Within, the first psionic tendrils emerge, sensing its
environment. If these first embryonic psi-probes are any indication, then
the matured creature within will have truly phenomenal abilities. It shifts
slightly within the translucent cocoon, revealing a form suspiciously similar
to the just-departed Jadesfire.. yet differetn. Horribly different...
<ELSEWHERE>
- Saturday,
August 28, 1999 at 02:00:18 (MDT)
...In the lead Lurkership following Erisai's ship, the Lurkerband
crackles into life. A blurry image comes onto it and speaks to the pilot...
Follow, watch, observe, do not interefere. We've intervened directly far
too much this day, and Jadesfire is to unpredictable an entity to deal
with and maintain any type of secrecy....... besides, with or without us,
she'll be back. ... Moments later the radio goes dead...
Lurker
Council Member
- Saturday,
August 28, 1999 at 02:03:34 (MDT)
*Obi wakes up on board the Interdictor, wearily he glances around
and sees relived humans walking around, then he feels a tingleing sensation,
he looks down to see a Zerg larvae crawling accross his underbelly. He
quickly grabs the Zerg and prepares to crush it in his hand.... But stops,
he reaches into his carapeice and pulls out a communication device and
hails the Blue Pea* Blue Pea, this is Obi, I have some very important information
for you and request a pick up immediatly. *The Blue Pea acknowledges Obi
and begins to send a shuttle...*
Obi Woodlouse-Kenobi
- Saturday,
August 28, 1999 at 07:51:48 (MDT)
*The Field Marshal is sitting in his command chair, drinking coffee
and taping his chair when suddely Obi arrives with an escort, he is holding
a strange creature* Obi, good job! And whats this you have? *"Sir, this...
this is our distant cousin."* Oh dear, dident know your family had any
such problems... *"No sir! This species is our species's distant cousin!!"*
Wha... Dont be silly, the bloodline of the Woodlouseicus Superious is well
documented, this... thing is most certainly NOT any relation of ours! *"Before
I came I put it through a DNA analysis sir, it IS related"* No, it cant
be, thats not possible! *"It is sir, the only things is, what do we do
about it?" the two Woodlice stare at the larvae, now contained in a scientific
jar* .....Well, one thing is for sure, no one must find this out, this
is to remain a secret, if our allies find this out, god knows what they
would do. *Obi nods and grimly walks out of the room to take the larvae
back to the science section...*
Field
Marshal Woodlouse
- Saturday,
August 28, 1999 at 08:06:21 (MDT)
Losing contact with their overmind, the Zerg swarms fight begin
to disperse. Lacking the manpower, resources and time to survive, let alone
defeat so numerous a foe, a Quicksilver fighter taskforce is dispatched
to escort a cargo vessel that will plant a Psi Emitter on Pluto. Arriving,
psi emitter is activated, drawing the zerg away from the heavily damaged
Interdictor and its now much battered defender, the Drakelord. When the
Zerg have all accumulated on the planet, the orbital space is seeded with
shield generators.. then activated. The planetary shield now englobing
Pluto is meant to keep the swarms *in*, preventing their escape. Thus quarantined,
they shall remain for a time until the defense can afford to deal with
them.
Narrator
- Saturday,
August 28, 1999 at 11:14:00 (MDT)
*Holding Dark Commie by the throat.* Aknowledge that Darva. Scorpion,
go greet our guest. Transporter room's that way. *points down the hallway*
*To Dark Commie* As for you. I can tolerate you pranks. At least they have
some entertainment value, but grabbing for direct control over the ship
is not your style. Who are you?
TDK
- Saturday,
August 28, 1999 at 11:29:34 (MDT)
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