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*Knock, knock, knock* �Come in Duker, the door is open.� Duker:
�Thank you, your Techness.� Smithy: � Oh stop calling me that. Just call
me Smithy. Now please, sit down and make yourself comfortable. Good. Now
Duker, I have thought about your request and I have decided that we will
help you. We gnomes have wanted to use our, ohh how should I put it, exotic
weapons for quite some time, and since these Vulcans seem to dislike you
this is a perfect opportunity to see them in action. (Seeing Duker smile
and nod his head in satisfaction, Smithy pulls out a pad with military
specifications on it.) As you can see here we have 200 one-man fighters
and 100 small attack ships like your own already built in case something
like this came up. Each of the attack ships are equipped with a portal
gun like you have.� Duker: �Yes, but how will we all go through the portal
to enter the Sol system? Just my trip nearly drained my ship of power.�
Smithy: �I knew you were going to ask me that. How do you think we got
where we are? (Seeing a look of confusion on Duker�s face, Smithy elaborates.)
Then you don�t know. This is not a planet, Duker. Well it WAS once, until
we found out what good is a planet if it isn�t mobile so we transformed
it into a ship. We equipped it with a portal gun of a massive size that
is located at the core of our �planet�. That will take us there, Duker,
and with this ship in it�s transformed shape will help you defeat those
Vulcans. Plus, we were getting kind of tired of this place; we need to
seek out some new technology. This ship will carry on its nose the new
Gattling HVIC, which should be nearly completed. Let us go and see the
progress on it.� Smithy and Duker get up and start to walk to the door
when Duker turns. Duker: �Thank you Smithy for you assistance. It is greatly
appreciated.� Smithy: �Not a problem. Anything for a fellow gnome, Duker.
{Seeing shock on Duker�s face} Come, I will tell you what you need to here.�
Smithy and Duker, who is almost unable to walk, exit the house and head
for the test site of the HVIC.
Duker
- Thursday,
September 16, 1999 at 22:42:58 (MDT)
*In his years adventuring and such, you learn a few things. One
was to stick around places to see if something interesting would pop up.
While he certainly could have wandered about this ship looking like he
normally does, he had the feeling that would not have suited his purposes.
His rather bulky armored lower legs limited the number of disguises he
could use. He would probably want to replace them someday. On the other
hand, it was okay for now, as there was another reason he choose this particular
one.....*
Cyborg
Stan of CyKoLaJx, Inc.
- Friday,
September 17, 1999 at 01:31:40 (MDT)
First Alien : This one didn't have it either. Second Alien : This
is a bit harder than I thought. First Alien : Perhaps, but I did manage
to find this instead. Second Alien : Ah. This seems good. First Alien :
Yeah, instead of searching for this 'Specimen #Il-219-JK' in a thousand
different storage areas, we only need to search a couple hundred. Second
Alien : True, although that's still a few hundred less to search......
The Returners
- Friday,
September 17, 1999 at 01:43:18 (MDT)
5 lightyears from the scene of the encounter, Captain Starn picked
himself up off the deck, and returned to his command chair. Billows of
smoke were filling the bridge, and several crewmen were coughing. Off to
the left, someone was using a handheld fire extinguisher on a flaming console.
"Damage report" he ordered. "What's our shield status?" "That question,
Captain", came the reply from the veteran officer at Tactical, "would seem
to imply that we still _have_ shields. This is not the case." Starn knew
Lt Commander S'Krask well enough to know what the man was thinking. "I
told you all along that your idea wouldn't work!" didn't have to be said
aloud, it hung in the air between them. Deep beneath Starn's calm exterior,
savage fury blazed. "I underestimated them! A bunch of redbloods, hardly
out of their caves, and they took _me_ by surprise!" was his unspoken thought.
Only the superluminal defensive reflexes of the main computer had saved
the _Cyclotron_ from destruction. Just as the shields went down under the
furious barrage from the 5 ISD's, the AI had initiated an emergency Warp
jump, while at the same time jettesoning several anti-matter pods, mixed
with dilithium, to create a decoy explosion. Even so the ship was battered,
with some hull breaches, and multiple system burnouts. Ordering the crew
to set best speed for the nearest Starbase, and leaving his first officer
on the bridge, Starn retired to his quarters to ponder how he would describe
the events to the Fleet Admiral. For a Vulcan, lying came hard, but that
did not mean he had to tell the full truth.
Scottty
<[email protected]>
- Friday,
September 17, 1999 at 04:30:09 (MDT)
*In the shouting match that erupted after the ghaytanHa' skipped
passed the _Still Unnamed_ nobody noticed the little orange spider crawl
up onto the navigational console. It scurried across tapping the various
buttons until it got to the last step. It stood beside a rather large button
on the edge of the panel. It shouted out "Engage!"and then pressed the
button. Everyone turned to the viewscreen and saw the stars which rotated
around, stopped, and then raced backwards as the ghaytanHa' jumped into
warp.*
TDK
- Friday,
September 17, 1999 at 09:51:57 (MDT)
Jadesfire/Elisia glanced at Mech. "I don't like this...she's resisting
me too easily. I seem to have underestimated her power...now there's no
way to avoid a confrontation of some sort and Erisai will probably key
in on her wish for revenge...I can't take both of them at once..." Mech
keyed up an image, a seemingly normal on of the Interdictor's hull. Jadesfire's
eyes widened slightly. "Your eyes are better than I thought....this will
simplify things considerably. Me and....the clone...(this said with not
a little disgust) will be heading out. If we can harness the resonance
of the third..." Mech nodded...it was uncanny the way he understood how
she thought. "I can handle the girl and the android. Trust me." Jadesfire
nodded again at Mech's statement. She had never trusted anyone before...but
she trusted Mech now. And she didn't know why.
- Friday,
September 17, 1999 at 09:53:43 (MDT)
*The _Still Unnamed_races into view and then stops as the ghaytanHa'
decelerates from warp speeds.* Ooookkaaayyy.... Well, let's get permission
to land, and then collect our crew. *Orange spider "Land? Don't get me
wrong. I'm sure it can be done in there, it'll be a tight fit though. But
why?"* Because I want this ship locked down as securely as possible, including
transporter controls. I don't want anyone else to just "borrow" it at their
convenience. *"Ok. requesting permission to enter the hangar then....."*
TDK
- Friday,
September 17, 1999 at 10:27:07 (MDT)
*Orange Spider: "Well, if you don't mind parking with the back half
of the ghaytanHa' sticking out into space we are cleared to land in the
main hangar."* Ok. That sound fine. But I thought you said we'd fit. *"Well,
I forgot about the Far Star which was already parked in there so we can't
fit all the way in. It doesn't look like it's going anywhere anytime soon
so it will probably be safe to block its path."* The Far Star, eh? Well,
go ahead and land. The shapeshifter who stole my ship came in that thing.
I'd like to have a word with him/her/it. These changelings are getting
quite irritating to deal with. *The ghaytanHa' lands blocking the Far Star's
only exit from the _Still Unnamed_'s hanger and the gangplank is lowered.
Scorpion is the first to run out but trips over a nearly invisible piano
wire at the top of the ramp and tumbles to the bottom. Dark Commie just
starts cracking up. Scorpion then turns around and raises his hyperblaster.*
Hit the deck! *TDK dives down and tackles Scorpion as Dark Commie falls
on his back still laughing dodging the rain of blaster bolts that fly up
and hit various points on the ghaytanHa''s interior. TDK rips the hyperblaster
out of Scorpion's hands.* Stop it! Stay here and make sure nobody walks
on board except for me, ok? Dark Commie, you come with me. *The two of
them go over to the Far Star and look for a way in.*
TDK
- Friday,
September 17, 1999 at 13:23:44 (MDT)
Meanwhile, Mech, Clone-Jades and Elisia-sans-Jades look for a way
into the BoP....
- Friday,
September 17, 1999 at 14:54:34 (MDT)
*Scene : A little kid is running his remote control car, making
the various noises using his mouth, when of a the sudden, a huge robot
falls on him. He is rather suprised, but quickly gets out from under him.
Of course now both the control and the car is missing..... and the robot
is rapidly walking away as if nothing happened. As it happens, it was not
a robot. With the missing parts he needed, he walks to the hangar level
and ducks in a bathroom. Discarding his disguise, he works quickly on the
device he brought with him.....*
Cyborg
Stan of CyKoLaJx, Inc.
- Friday,
September 17, 1999 at 16:54:10 (MDT)
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