Grundy and Gazza run down a hall and are in a docking bay. Grundy then feels the orb fall.
"ARG! We gotta get to their ships!" Grundy and Gazzy hop in a heavy fighter and blast off. They send a transmission to the bargoers.
"We'll be there in a second... We are in a Heavy fighter. We will fly above you..."
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Never pet a burning dog.
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Grundy, the Orb is on my ship. But if you were around back then, you're right to be scared. 
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I can still feel it :D.
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Never pet a burning dog.
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Originally posted by crocix:
**Glad to meet you again Grundy and Gazza!
Now we can destroy the Voinian, but I suggest to question the Voinan Chief of Tientu. Maybe he knows something we don't know.
**
Mamajama considers crocix's suggestion. One problem is, the Voinian Chief of Tentu's present location is unknown. And, it remains to be seen whether the other Freeport bargoers want to question him.
"Kcat, get on com and invite all Freeport bargoer captains to a rendezvous on the far side of the planet at coordinates 23:bx, in 0600 hours."
Six hours later, on the cold, dark side of Tientu, the Freeport bargoers meet in one of the Mean Teacher's Vipers. KCat jumps joyfully into Grundy's lap, and proceeds to lick himself all over (the kcat, not Grundy).
"We've achieved our objective - Grundy and Gazza are once again with us, sipping Saalian brandy. Crocix suggests we interrogate the Voinian. What are your thoughts?"
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Imagination is more important than knowledge - Albert Einstein
"Why not?" Shade asks, turning the orb over in his hands. The orb is beginning to glow with an unearthly blue light
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A shadowy figure in the corner speaks up as all discuss the fate of the voinian.
"Torture the bastard!" yelled Iothe, infamous pirate and captain, "then shoot him and steal his ship! Thats what I'd do! Then we can go back to my bar and get drunk!"
There were roars of approval and the odd "aye!" as Iothe mentioned drunk and bar.
Heheh, couldn't resist. Barness was calling, and the Hypergate is having about one post a month right now... shade, go post something there!
~A~
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"What! Only 4 needle launchers"?
Azzie, we're all waiting for Jouhave to arrive! In the meantime, let's hope The Resistance's next chapter starts soon
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Originally posted by Iothe Ian:
**A shadowy figure in the corner speaks up as all discuss the fate of the voinian.
"Torture the bastard!" yelled Iothe, infamous pirate and captain, "then shoot him and steal his ship! Thats what I'd do! Then we can go back to my bar and get drunk!"
There were roars of approval and the odd "aye!" as Iothe mentioned drunk and bar.
**
The subspace receiver in Mamajama's Viper fighter crackles, interrupting the festivities. MJ examines the incoming message, then says to the assembled Captains, "This has been fun, but I have a hot job coming up in the Wave of Destruction, and I'm still waiting to hear from the Hypergate.If you want to interrogate, torture, or invite over for tea any Voinian Chiefs, I'm afraid you'll have to handle that yourselves."
As the remaining Freeport bargoers take shuttles back to their own ships, they hear the whine of the Cobra taking off. Then there is a long flash across the lavender sky, then some sparks and flashes as Mamajama engages a low-flying Voinian Frigate. Then she is gone.
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A mind is a terrible thing to open cans with. (Mueller, Utne Rdr 3/2002)
Alien was screaming and gesturing wildly, naming many, many, many different ways of getting that Voipmishian to spill more then just his beans..
"AND THEN, with a clever trick using a Elmaghaian Turtle I learned from my mother..."
And so on..
O.O
Alien
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Alien 5672 - Pissed off Hinwar, Voinion hater, Strand slayer, Zacha Officer, and kitty-stomper.
Want me to beta-test a TC plug? Gimme a slap at Blackhawk86@hotmail.com
AIM: StrikerDragon
As Crocix proceeds to rough up the Voinian Commander of Tientu during a heated interrogation session, the Voinian Commander successfully loosens his bonds sufficiently to pull a Voinian Colon Disruptor from the back of his belt. He opens fire on the bar's clientele, all of whom have stomachs full of Saalian Brandy and even stronger beverages.
The Voinian Colon Disruptor, coupled with stomachs full of strong drink, produces the desired effect. The Voinian Commander manages to jump onto a nearby table before his boots are soiled by dozens of drunken pilots loose control of their functions.
I am SO glad that I am not the janitor here.
In a quick rhythm of motion, Alien whipped out his laser gatling arm rifle, which would have normally taken three humans to carry, but the massive Hinwar had no problem laying down utter devastation with his deadly weapon..
Within a few moments, Alien threw the battered Vikimedegie, minus his Colon Disruptor, onto the table that hsi friends were sitting out.. "Well, ready to spill your guts now? Or shall I help you with my KNIFE?"
Utterly destructive,
Alien
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Alien 5672 - Pissed off Hinwar, Voinion hater, Strand slayer, Zacha Officer, and kitty-stomper.
Want me to beta-test a TC plug? Gimme a slap at Blackhawk86@hotmail.com
AIM: StrikerDragon
weirdblue decides hed better put on his hover boots
" damn this place is a mess "
weirdblue clears his throat and addresses everyone
" im here from the UE revenue services, id like to see all your tax returns please "
"excuse me do you have a liscence for that colon disruptor beam young man?"
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A ship, larger than any voinian dreadnought ever created, and with the transponder code "Coalition" Docks at the station. The ship resembles a cross between a Voinian dreadnought and a UE cruiser.
A shadowy figure steps from the ship, and walks toward the bar. He glances around quickly, and every one gets a brief glimpse at his face... he's Azdgari...
He walks up to the bar, and orders a drink, while trying to ignore the acrid stench of half-digested Saalian brandy.
After he orders, he says something outloud to no one in particular..
"That Coalition dreadnought is for sale... Well, free if you do me a favor. Trust me, It's the most powerful ship in this galaxy. It's cheap too... All I want is some time.
Oh, and dont try anything..." REDchigh shows his hands.. an ion pistol in each hand. He fires at the wall, and a couple dozen dark red shots are fired in under a minute, and when the smoke clears, the letters "WoD" is burned into the nearest wall.
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"I- I Swear Officer.. The Dwarf was on fire when I got here!"
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"....This is only what I think. We can't in a million years guess what goes on in the snarling, churning bowels of Red's head."
~ESPilot
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Originally posted by weirdblue:
**weirdblue decides hed better put on his hover boots
" damn this place is a mess "
weirdblue clears his throat and addresses everyone
" im here from the UE revenue services, id like to see all your tax returns please "
"excuse me do you have a liscence for that colon disruptor beam young man?"
**
"He certinately does not! I caught him red-handed, and if you inspect the damage, you'll see that it was an illegal configuration as well! Arrest him at once!" Alien roared, and threw the Vikimedigie bastard across the floor, sliding through the much to rest at weirdblue's feet.. Then Alien produced several papers..
"And these are my Registration Papers and Authorized Use statements for a Class 17 Almega Laser Gatling.. As you can see, I am a memebr of the Free Hinwar Alliance, hence I don't give my tax returns to you.. Have a good day!" Alien said, and then waddled over to REDCHIGH..
"Sooo, you want to give that up for a price eh? I suppose I can speak for all Vidimawho haters when I say the Hinwar Alliance would be very interested in aquiring that ship.. What must I do to have it?"
Coniving Bastard,
Alien
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Want me to beta-test a TC plug? Gimme a slap at Blackhawk86@hotmail.com
AIM: StrikerDragon
Crocix takes the Voinian by the collar.
"You, little bastard!!! Try this another time and I'll throw you in a black-hole after shotting you with tons of rockets"
Then Crocix returns the Voinian in the questioning's room.
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I'm Crocix, the great Zacha, the hero of the UE and the captain of the MUTEN.
Crocix drags the Voinian by the scruff of the neck, intentionally banging the Voinian's head on as many objects as possible as they head into the questioning room.
Once therein, Crocix takes a long look over his shoulder to make sure that no members of Amnesty InterGalactic or Human Rights Watch are present to view what is about to take place. Then a devious grin spreads across Crocix's face as he pulls a weapon from its holster on his belt. This weapon has been banned by the New Geneva Conventions and is illegal to use on any detainee; however, Crocix doesn't care after taking a hit from the Voinian's Colon Disruptor earlier.
The Voinian begins to sweat as Crocix activates the Miranu Electromagnetic Gonad Constrictor Beam. The Voinian's eyes bulge out in direct proportion to the degree of gonad constriction, as if the mass were being transferred from one set of organs to the other. The Voinian screams like a neutered choir boy until he begins to vomit and finally convulse in the fetal position whilst on the floor.
Crocix looks around the room and peeks out the door to ensure that no one hears the Voinian's shrill shreaks of agony, but those outside the room are still too distracted by their recent bowel troubles brought about by the Colon Disruptor and the mess it consequently made on the bar room floor.
Crocix walks over to the Voinian, but the Voinian is now unconscious. Perhaps the Voinian will rethink his attitude once he awakes.
Just then, a human renegade barges into the messy, stinking bar and immediately reels from the stench therein. "Good, God," he gasps as he covers his face. "What happened here?"
The others bring the renegade up to speed and learn that he is the same guy, but has no new name yet. They take him into the questioning room wherein they find Crocix kicking the unconscious Voinian in the head.
"Cool! You have a Miranu Electromagnetic Gonad Constrictor Beam!" The renegade continues, "I thought those were banned."
Crocix, feeling proud that his methods are so well received, sits with the renegade and the two begin "talking shop" about intergalactic butt-kicking and piloting. The others eagerly gather around to hear of their deeds.
