The RP WarZone...

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Open the hatch for the first time, a Woodlouse ensign breathes the first breath of Tyranus air.... and falls back, choking and gasping, flailing all six of his limbs across the floor. For a moment, no one moves...... then : "Cut it out. It wasn't funny the first time you did it. Or the last 50 times you did it." Looking up, one of the Woodlice channels the real-life TDK and shouts "Quit the stalling tactics and continue the storyline!" He then bonks Cyborg Stan over the head.
Cyborg Stan of CyKoLaJx, Inc.
- Wednesday, October 13, 1999 at 18:51:41 (MDT)

*TDK finished taping himself together after the Admiral left the room. FMW (Field Marshall Woodlouse): "Okay, now that you're all together again, what are Dark Commie and Scorpion doing here?" * They're here? When did they come over? * "Right after you did. They started chasing some Starfleet woman." TDK just looked confused. "Scoprion said something about her being Dark Cammie's girlfriend but Dark Commie just told him to kill her" * DC wants to kill his girlfriend? Maybe we should capture them before they do anything they'll regret later. Which way'd they go? *Cheesybean points at the door.* Thanks. *TDK ducks back inside the tank grabbing his flare. The tank springs back to life, turns around and moves towards the open doorway. Then it passes through the walls on bothe sides of the open doorway, leaving a much larger doorway in it's wake.*
TDK
- Wednesday, October 13, 1999 at 18:55:36 (MDT)

Looking about desperately, he scans for any ship in the sky..... any ship. Thus, he was completely suprised when he felt a rush of air flowing past him. Acting on a fearful instinct, he quickly backs to the side of the bay. For a moment, there was nothing.... then, seemingly unsupported, a woodlouse pokes his blunt head above an invisible hole.... and falls back with a *clunk*, followed by something sounding like "that's not funny", and a hollow-sounding gong sound thing. Then, a human-ish head peaked over the same line, and scanned the room.....
Ash'is of the Returners
- Wednesday, October 13, 1999 at 19:06:43 (MDT)

*Stuffys shuttle drops out of QWF, in front of her sits the resistance armada of Imperial and Woodlouseian vessels. Stuffy closes her eyes to begin the Psi-Search training that her Watchers had tried to teacher her... then she picks up the communicator and decides to ask instead* This is Stuffy Kenobi, may I ask if you've seen a starfleet type character around? *The Obsidian Claw responds "That informationis classified, please identify yourself"* I take it thats a yes then! *Stuffy grins* I'm Stuffy the Vampider Hunter, and I'm comming in!!! *Stuffy lands in one of the hangers in the Obsidian Claw, smashing into a TIE fighter while doing so...*
Stuffy the Vampider Hunter
- Thursday, October 14, 1999 at 04:23:26 (MDT)

*Out in the hallway, TDK's tank lumbers along following the trail of bullet holes, scorch marks, and the occasionaly maimed stormtrooper. He may not have been able to kill a bunch of people while saving Cheesybean, but he would see to it that somebody got in his way this time. He rounded another corner in the wide upper halls and saw that the trail stopped with a large hole in the ground with several bloodstains around it. It wasn't a large enough hole to fit the tank, but that could be fixed. He drove the tank over the hole and activated his manouvring thrusters. The tank lifted off the ground and hovered for a few seconds and then thrust itself back down with the opposing thrusters, quite effectively smashing through the deck and almost through the one below it. Then as if nothing happened all, it continued to follow the trail of destruction.*
TDK
- Thursday, October 14, 1999 at 14:55:27 (MDT)

*TDK then pulls a pad out of his vest withe the title "To Kill List." He scrolls down to where he sees the listing for the Typo Daemon and makes another check mark beside the name amking an even million times that he would need to kill it before it died.*
TDK
- Thursday, October 14, 1999 at 15:00:06 (MDT)

*Then realising what he had just done, places another two check marks on the pad. The Typo Daemon would die at least 1,000,002 times before it was finally killed.*
TDK
- Thursday, October 14, 1999 at 15:05:17 (MDT)

Moving in on building. Set weapons to stun.
Tyranus City Police Force
- Thursday, October 14, 1999 at 21:17:26 (MDT)

Feeling his way around the hull, (Most people would find it unnerving to be supported by what looks to be air.) Cyborg Stan makes his way down towards to alien. In the dark, it's two glowing eyes casted a dim amber glow over the scene, dimly bronzing Cyborg's figure, and that of the first curious Woodlouse's head, peaking over the top of the ship. As both ancient, at least in our experience, beings stared into each other's eyes, the alien made a voiceless plea, which echoed in the other's minds. Help me.
Cyborg Stan of CyKoLaJx, Inc.
- Thursday, October 14, 1999 at 21:31:59 (MDT)

I apologize for the haste, but for me, there is no choice. It was intended for me to deliver this to you. Take it. The situation is delicate. But for now, my request is simple. The implentation hard. Help me, save my family.
Ash'is of the Returners
- Thursday, October 14, 1999 at 21:39:43 (MDT)

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