Anyone serious can take part in this. The short explination is that this is a story in progress, with multiple authors. Anyone who wants to write their own part may do so. This is not the Boozerama Bar. If you want to screw around go there. Be realistic people. Moderators: Please warn those who violate this.
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Captain Paul Killanta stepped out of his cruiser, the U.S.S. Trample, A slick tuned up argosy with most upgrades availible, and then some. He walked down to the local bar in Levo spaceport, the "Unwelcome".
As he stepped inside, the bartender, Joey, his lifelong friend, called out to him.
"Hey, you space jockey!" Killanta shoots a fierce glare over to Joey's direction, not relizing who said it. Instantly Paul realizes his misake and sits down by his friend.
"Sorry bout that", he says. "No problem!", the bartender exclaimes. Suddenly the Bar is rocked by a gigantic explosion. Paul rushes outside to see the smoking remains of his beloved Argosy and a fleet of Lightnings screaming away.
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What will Paul do next? First reply gets the post.
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(This message has been edited by emainiac (edited 10-14-2003).)