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*Sees the comm light start blinking and tries to manouvre himself
in the zero-gravity so as to respond to the hail. Through the massive amounts
of static noise TDK barely made out the image of a Woodlouse trying to
say something. But the sounds didn't make sense being under even more static
than the image.* ghuy'cha'! This is definately NOT the time to loose track
of those spiders!
TDK
- Friday,
September 10, 1999 at 16:29:00 (MDT)
"Welcome aboard the VDF _Flawless Light_. I am Admiral Skarak of
the Vulcan Defense Fleet. This is Professor S'Tranak from the Vulcan Academy
of Sciences. We are officially here in response to the theft of one of
our warships. We are trying to find out if it was by the so-called 'Empire'
or by this EDA."
Admiral
Skarak <[email protected]>
- Friday,
September 10, 1999 at 16:36:04 (MDT)
Get a tractor lock on that ship! *Cheesybean points to the helpless
BoP floating in space and colourful beams project from the Blue Pea and
drag the BoP toward the front of the flagship whereapon the front "mouth"
opens in a grining gesture and connects with the BoP allowing travel between
the vessels* Send an away team to try and find TDK! *An officer salutes
and leaves the bridge with some troopers...*
Field
Marshal Woodlouse
- Friday,
September 10, 1999 at 16:53:35 (MDT)
*Seing the Bule Pea dock with his ship floats down to the main airlock
to get off the trashed BoP. The Woodlice come in just as he is about to
get to the door.* Well, it's about time you guys got here.
TDK
- Friday,
September 10, 1999 at 17:31:54 (MDT)
First Alien : Specimen #Il-219-JK was headed toward this section's
Biotechnology Lab because of 'analomous traits' detected by an resident
scienctist. On route, he was attacked by pirates, but the specimen was
intact and was retrieved. It was put into storage and then the records
end there. Second Alien : Ah. Good work. I used to be quite a hacker in
my younger days. Where exactly was it stored? First Alien : Yeah well,
that's the problem. the record just ended. It's like if there was a glich
or a corrupted file or what. Second Alien : That's too bad. Any guesses?
First Alien : I got a few. Here are my recommendations. Second Alien :
*Looking it over.* Get some rest. We've got a busy schelude.....
The Returners
- Friday,
September 10, 1999 at 23:02:26 (MDT)
*TDK was taken to sick bay, the doctor ran some test over him and
after coming to the conclusion that he was pretty much dead, decided simply
to patch up some rather glaring holes*
Field
Marshal Woodlouse
- Saturday,
September 11, 1999 at 09:34:01 (MDT)
*In Vulcan controlled space, on the outer system of Sukaba, an orbital
research station suddenly detects the appearance of 3 ISDs.* "Hailing station,
this is the Imperial Retaliatory Strikeforce of the 1298th fleet under
Captain Andropov. As a measured response to the border incursion and unprovoked
attack against Imperial forces by elements of the Vulcan Defense Force,
we hereby request you evacuate your station. You have 5 minutes." The Vulcans,
being the logical sort, didn't break into pandemonium. Instead, assessing
the hundreds of guns aimed at the station and receiving a complete holographic
record of the border incursion, teleport down to the planet below. The
ISD scanners, at this close range, gives the station a good going-over.
The unimaginative civilian scientists just left it as-is. Then, instead
of blowing it up, an Ithullian Colossus Wasp Freighter arrives from hyperspace.
Opening up, it swallows the small station whole, then the entire taskforce
dissapears. In this retaliatory strike, nobody was killed.
Narrator
- Saturday,
September 11, 1999 at 12:59:33 (MDT)
Erisai nodded, and glanced at the Professor, then back at Mitch,
almost as if for reassurance...
- Saturday,
September 11, 1999 at 15:49:20 (MDT)
"What is the matter with this stupid thing?!?" Nat pounds on the
side of his seismograph to no avail. The screen remained blank. Inside,
holding on for dear life, a commando spider which wasn't able to get out
in time was trapped and getting a pretty thorough education on TexMex curses
from the geologist. It's companions, hidden in the shadows, quickly move
off with pieces of the circuit board and various other bits. Scurrying
through the evening darkness, they brave the dangers of the night in the
form of owls, lizards, sand crabs and frogs. Finally, they arrive under
a nearby bush, lift up an otherwise nondescript pebble, and begins passing
the pilfered parts down to the waiting crew in the tunnel. Success at last!
Until the camp dog, sensing something odd about that particular bush, walks
up to it.. and does to them what dogs do to bushes and fire hydrants...
Zapper
- Saturday,
September 11, 1999 at 17:03:08 (MDT)
*Attending the Royal Council with his new second in command Chief
Woodlouse hears about the Xanarious vessels who have been ariving within
the Kingdoms colonies...* What?! You are allowing these vermin into our
space?! This is a serious breach of security!! *Chief Panchik speaks "Dont
be stupid! They are going to assist in the defence of the Kingdom!"* You
still dont see that they can not be trusted! Are you blind to their history?
*"We are not blind to their history, but we happen to be of the stock who
belives in change, wether that change be politcal, economic or of the heart!"*
Your a fool! Somethings dont change and they are one of them things! *Chief
Woodlouse points at the Xanarious section of the council, the Xanarious
seated there stare back with mock-hurt faces* House Woodlouse refuses to
allow ANY Xanarious vessels into its space! *An uproar is heard around
the council, then Chief Zahh'Nothi speaks, "House Zahh'Nothi stands by
the honourable House Woodlouse on this declaration! We also refuse to allow
any Xanarious vermin into our space and shall assist House Woodlouse in
their efforts to uphold this declaration!" The council is suddenly thick
with cheers and boos, everyone is stired up into a great exitement, except
Chief Frin-Cae, who sits on the throne section with incredible stillness,
only blinking every minute, in an eerie mechanical fashion...*
Chief
Woodlouse
- Sunday,
September 12, 1999 at 13:59:57 (MDT)
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