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*The ghaytanHa' silently dropped out of warp near the fleet orbiting
the world of Zahhnikki. Menwhile, TDK walked around the transporter room
which housed M1A2 Main Battle tank he had used to rip through the _Iron
Fist_. Going through a mental checklist made sure there was ammunition,
fuel, ammunition, a WWII-style helmet, ammunition, a flare to serve as
a cigar, and ammunition. The orange spider walked up onto the transporter
consule and said, "Master TDK, we have located Cheesybean Woodlouse and
have his coordinates, we can be--"* Excelent, set the coordinates to transport
me and the tank to the closest open area near him. *"But, M--"* And then
make sure the Tank is facing in the right direction so I can find him quickly
and then get out there. *TDK puts on the helmet and sticks the flare in
the side of his mouth as he climbs into the tank. "But --"* Okay. Everything
checksh out here. Energizhe! *The spider paused for a second and thought
better of arguing against the braindead Klingon's plan and signalled to
the skeleton behind him to do as he says. "Why di I have the feeling I'm
going to regret this...." The tank dematerialized.*
TDK
- Tuesday,
October 12, 1999 at 16:29:16 (MDT)
Just as the tank disappears from view, Marissa bursts into the teleporter
room. Running full tilt, she makes a flying kick that knocks down the skeleton.
Then turning to the teleporter board, she grabs up the shocked spider,
jumps onto the pad and throws the unfortunate arachnid at the precise button
she saw them push to teleport the tank. She too dematerializes... The spider,
upside down with all 8 legs up in the air.. groans...
Narrator
- Tuesday,
October 12, 1999 at 16:42:02 (MDT)
*DC rushed into the bridge shouting. DC: "TDK, I need to --- Wait,
where's TDK?" Scorpion: "He just transported over to that Star Destroyer
over there." DC: "But I was just in the transporter room, it's full of
Bloodwine." Scorpion: "You DO know there are TWO transporter rooms don't
you?" DC: " Oh, yeah! I forgot. Quick. Come with me, I need you to shoot
someone!" Scorpion: "You do? Alright! Let's go!" The two leave the bridge
and run for the transporter room. They burst in just in time to see Marissa
dematerialize. DC quickly goes for the panel to see where she went and
quickly sets the time delay function. The skelton gets back up and mistakenly
shouts "Get away from there" still not quite sure what hit it in the first
place. Scorpion responds by sending a good solid punch in the directionb
of it's face sending it back across the floor. DC: "Nice shot. Now get
on the pad. Quick." DC reaches down and flicks the spider out of the way
of the energize button, then slams down on the button and runs for the
pad. As he arrives the beam activates and the destructive duo is transported
over to the Obsidian Claw. Meanwhile the orange spider lies on its back
wondering why it ever got up this morning.*
TDK
- Tuesday,
October 12, 1999 at 17:01:44 (MDT)
On board the Obsidian Claw in the dining hall the Woodlice and the
Imperials enjoy their dinner. They would have continued this, however at
that moment an M1A2 main battle tank materialized about six inches off
the surface of the table. The tank crashed down through the table and onto
the deck beneath it sending KFC and Vodka all over. The noise of the engine
was deafening in the metal-walled room, not to mention the stench of the
diesel exhaust. Then there was another transporter beam and a teenage girl
wearing a Starfleet uniform materialized over the tank and fell down behind
it. That wasn't all, either. Not five seconds later yet ANOTHER transporter
beam was activated dropping a overly-armed Space Marine and a thin pale
Human in a black cloak onto the remains of the dinning table. Seeing these
two the girl quickly stood up and bolted for the door. The thin Human stood
up and, using Darth Vader's voice, shouted, "Get back here! Come on Scorpion!
After her!" and started running. "But isn't she you're girlfriend?" asked
the Marine. The thin Human stopped, then shouted back "What? NO! Come on!
Let's kill her!" That satisfied the Marine as all he said was "Ok." before
running off as well. All the while, Klingon curses and various metal clangs
could be heard from within the tank. Shortly after the two humans left
the top hatch popped open to reveal an undead Klingon's head, wearing a
WWII-style army helmet and chewing on a flare, being held up by a hand
from somewhere inside.* Ok, you Imps! Hand over the Woodlice and nobody
gets hurt!
TDK
- Tuesday,
October 12, 1999 at 17:26:10 (MDT)
*Cheesybean sat, like his fellow officers, open mouthed and totaly
shocked. He calmly placed his KFC drumstick back onto the table (or what
was left of the table) and spoke* Erm... I dont wish to nitpick, your daring
rescue is... much appreciated. But these Imperials are our allies, not
our captors. There are some ships presently in tractor lock because they
have been seized from the unlawful Woodlouseian Imperium, presently being
ruled by the Xanarious. *TDKs face suddenly looks unhappy, there will be
no glorious fight today it would seem.* But since you ARE here, I guess
we could fill you in on the present situation, you seem a trifle unaware
of current affairs... Oh, speaking of trifle, here it comes! *A shakey
waiter comes in with a large trifle, he seems perplexed by the apparent
lack of table and could have sworn there was one when he last came in,
he decides to make use of the tank and places the large trifle on a flat
peice of tank*
Field
Marshal Woodlouse
- Tuesday,
October 12, 1999 at 18:59:36 (MDT)
*TDK spits the flare out of his mouth* ghuy'cha'! *He then carefully
places his head on the tank beside the hatch then his body ducks back down
grabs its right leg and puts that on the tank as well. Next a roll of duct
tape gets tossed up and the rest of the body pulls itself up and out.*
Anybody want to help tape me back together? *A few Imperial officers faint.*
I'll take that as a no. *He then begins to patch together his missing limbs.*
TDK
- Tuesday,
October 12, 1999 at 19:08:08 (MDT)
*Looking at the mess that is TDK the Field Marshal decides to take
action... and gives an order to a nearby Ensign* Hey you! *The Ensign does
a "me?" gesture with two arms* Yeah, you. Grab some duct tape and get sticking!
*"Bu..bu...but I dont want too! There are things falling out of him...
What in Maximus's name is that?! ACK Its a maggot!"* Stop moaning and get
to work! *The Field Marshal grabs some duct tape and thrusts it into the
hands of the Ensign, who begins to groan as he sets to work*
Field
Marshal Woodlouse
- Wednesday,
October 13, 1999 at 03:38:14 (MDT)
Alexei looks from Field Marshal Woodlouse to the apparently dismembered
but inexplicably living... thing.. emerging from the strange vehicle, to
his ruined dinner. Turning to Field Marshal Woodlouse: "I take it you know
each other?" Seeing as how the two seemed to be friends, and that there
was no immediate danger, he waves down the score of Stormtroopers, who
lower their weapons.
Admiral
Alexei
- Wednesday,
October 13, 1999 at 13:04:26 (MDT)
Oh, yes. And I guess if you're allies, then we are too. *Extends
his right arm held in his left hand out to shake hands with Alexi* I'm
TDK. Oh, and sorry about the table.
TDK
- Wednesday,
October 13, 1999 at 15:32:26 (MDT)
Alexei feels slightly ill... but straightens up, and with only slight
hessitation, shakes the hand of the disconnected arm being extended to
him by the odd creature.. Maybe it is a hive organism? Each part is a critter,
and they all join together to take a humanoid form? Or perhaps... incredibly,
unimaginably advanced biotechnology.. Why, that it could still be sentient
at all after what must have happened to it's forehead... Releasing TDK's
hand, Alexei notices a maggot crawling on the back of his.. He brushes
it off.... and then excused himself. Striding rapidly he left the dining
area.. and when no longer being observed, ran to the commode and was violently
ill... Gahh... with allies like this.. no wonder we lost the last war...
Admiral
Alexei
- Wednesday,
October 13, 1999 at 15:43:37 (MDT)
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