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Majere
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posted May 12, 2000 03:20 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Majere   Click Here to Email Majere        Reply w/Quote
I decided to make a VE run-on. Don't really care if anyone joins me or not. If you want to take part you will be rewarded and if not, then it makes no difference to me.
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A medium built man dressed in a blood red cloak walked towards the training center on the SSD Mustang. Jedi usually wore black or brown for their cloaks but this Jedi was different. When asked why he dressed himself in blood red he simply answered, "The past" and quickly went on with what he was normally doing. Salutes rose and fell as the Dark Jedi walked to his destination. Finally with the hiss of the door closing he looked upon the training center in front of him. At the outer most circle sat two students dressed in bright yellow robes and one dressed only in sweats. Designating their training status.

"Greetings my students. One of you has earned my permission to pass their current phase of training. Student Khan, please rise."

Khan rose, walked before the Jedi Master and knelt in front of him, "As you wish my master."

"Your concentration and hard work these last few days has earned your right to begin your training as a Sith member. I will begin by ripping apart your past and using it to help you build your future. Most do not complete my training. They are the lazy and the weak. I have already sent your next training assignment to your student consol. You will go there and study your next assignment, and change," Jedi Master then threw a yellow robe upon Initiate Khan. "Congratulations Initiate," said DJM Majere as he dismissed the student and walked towards the other 2 waiting students.

All of a sudden a loud boom echoed, followed by more loud booms before the red alert sirene blared. "Command to Field Marshal Majere please respond."

"Field Marshal Majere here, get a hold of General Crysus who is taking my place for the time being. He should be in my ready room here on the Mustang. If he cannot take care of this situation he will let me know. Majere out," stated Majere and he turned his attention towards the remains of a Massassi Chieftan.
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posted May 12, 2000 05:24 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Crysus   Click Here to Email Crysus        Reply w/Quote

High General Crysus stood from his seat calmly and walked to the viewscreens in the office. Flashes outside his windows brought shimmering light across his emotionless face. Blasts shook the floor, causing him to slightly balance himself in correction. The lights on the viewscreen began to light up once more.

He looked contently at the readouts, and found one that interested him. He moved closer and began to look back to the past.
Images of something similar flashed into his mind, and he rememberd an incident that had happened on the Devastator a few months back when Schnapps was in command of it. It had seemed that an alien species had gotten aboard the ship and caused much havoc. He didn't remember the details, he had only been told the story by his friend, RA Jackal, who had been aboard the Devastator at the time.

The story of the creature alarmed him. The readouts seemed so much like they had been reported to be at the time of the last incidence.
Something isn't right here... he thought to himself.

-*=Onboard the Devastator=*-

"Sir!" a young communications officer screamed in the direction towards the captain, "What do these readouts mean?!"

RA Jackal strode over towards him, and began to look at the numbers being produced on the screen before him. His eyes grew wide.
"Not again..." he mentioned to himself.

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This is short, I know, but I want to see where others take this. If you would like to know about that story I am talking about, click here.
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HHC/HG Crysus/HC-1/VE
High General Crysus
Army Prefect
-=*Vast Empire Stormtroopers Corps*=-
PRF/HG Crysus/HCA-1/Erewhon/VEA {VES}{VCM}
Personal AT-ST- "Isstron"
"Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake."
- Napoleon Bonaparte (1769-1821)
"Cha skrundee da pat, sleemo." "Poodoo!"


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Back on Lorn 4, at the Old General's retirement home.

A wrinkled old finger pushed a few buttons on his viewscreen. Then entered his authorization code.

"Hmm, this is interesting...ah yes...those..creatures...ha..ha. They'll have quite a time with them I suppose. I would like to find out what they're made of though. Maybe do some tests on them. I think I'll head up and do a bit of research...That is, if I still have any pull around here."

"General Viper?" a nurse called, "It's time to take your pills."

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Thought I'd drop a line, I'd always liked that first story.

General Ramses Viper ret.

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Scourge of the Erewhon System
Keeper of the sword Gamdring
Servant to the dragon Smaug

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--Cool Like Ghandi--

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posted May 16, 2000 11:57 AM     Click Here to See the Profile for Majere   Click Here to Email Majere        Reply w/Quote
The room was very dark with the exception of a dull red glow that provided the necessary light needed for Majere's experimentation. A strange species was sent to him by one of his Massassi Scouts and for some reason it gave off very strange energy readings. As the species lay on the table in front of him Majere turned and grabbed a nearby knife. As soon as Majere touched the creature with the knife it suddenly woke up!

"Hey that's COLD! Watch where you are sticking that thing!" said the strange creature. The creature suddenly started laughing like a maniak, kissed Majere square on the lips, bashed him on the head with a mallet and ran towards the wall. Majere immediately went unconsious at the sudden attack. The creature opened the door, took a look at his surrounding and said, "I knew I should have made a right turn in Albuquerque." The creature then headed towards the studying Athran and said, "Look up!" Not knowing what was going on Athran then looked up, only to find an anvil fall on top of him, knocking him out cold. Khan then ran towards a communications port and punched the emergency button, "Security to Training Center Two, an alien just came out of the floor and is causing havok! Alien is described as black with an orange bill and has been seen bouncing all over the place. Approach with care! I repeat, approach with..." Khan then found himself turned into a walking flower by a giant pencil.

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Just waking up for the first time from his two day hangover Daishi found himself in a sonic shower and didn't exactly know who's sonic shower.

"This doesn't look like the Royal Barkalonger's sonic shower, where the hell am I? Memo to self: Restrict self to only three Imperial PPC's in one night." Daishi wispered as loud noises hurt his head.

Just as Daishi started to stand and leave the quarters he was in he saw a blurr of black run past him with several storm troopers behind it.

"Make that two."

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Tech Daishi
Composition of an Imperial PPC: 4 shots everclear, 2 shots whiskey, and a shot of tequila(meh spel gud)

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posted May 18, 2000 03:22 AM     Click Here to See the Profile for Spartacus   Click Here to Email Spartacus        Reply w/Quote
A Few Flights Down From Majere
Spartacus panted heavily as he ran at top speed down the long polished corridors of the palace trying to get to an elevator as he thought to himself, "I want to be in this story, I want to be in this story!" only to turn a corner too fast and bump squarely into a C-3PO droid and fall unconscious to the floor.

Crysus' Office
Roach, Kurtz, and Talon stood at attention in front of their almighty Prefect.
"Sir," Roach began, in front of Crysus' desk, "I want to thank you for getting me out of that finanical mess with that merchant who sold Twi'leki dancers."
"You are very welcome, Lieutenant," Crysus replied nonchalantly as he lit a Corellian cigar, then added, "It will come out of your pay."
"Uh, but I just got paid the first time in---"
"No need to express your thanks any further," Crysus stated, drowning out Roach's previous sentence, "I have called you three here because somehow Majere became angry because some tropical bird kissed him and hit Athran with an anvil. He also turned Kahn into a petunia. I guess he was irritated about Kahn's grade on the V.E.D.J. test or something."
"Uh, the way I heard it, sir," Roach started, " . . . it was some yellow-billed penguin came in a package from the North---"
"No, no, you have it all wrong!" Kurtz interrupted, "I heard about the incident right from the mouth of the guard at the palace! Kahn gave Majere a penguin and kissed him. Then Majere went beserk and hit Athran with a sixteen-pound hammer then turned Kahn into a daffodile with a pencil . . . "
"No, he turned him into a dandelion!" interjected Talon, "I heard it straight from the guy making the 911 call from the palace---"
" Q U I E T ! " Crysus bellowed, "Tons of stuff that does not add up is getting thrown together in this problem. I do not have time for your stories. Save 'em for Oprah. Just get a squad together and go check it out? I have already sent another squad under Seth Simes to the palace. However, I am sending you people in as backup with some supplies. Might want to take some ice for Athran's head and a sprinkle-can, as well as some MiracleGrow�, for Kahn. If you fail me I will have the lungs ripped out of all three of ya and crucified in front of the men, savvy?"
The trio timidly chorused a series of acknowledgements and hastily retreated out of the office of the Prefect.
"I am getting too soft," muttered Crysus to himself.

Stormtroopers Rushing Past Daishi
"H-hey," Daishi slightly teetered on his feet as another spell of dizziness, caused by his hangover, came over him. The eighteen stormtroopers he had seen now focused into nine as the dizziness cleared and the black object evaporated into nothingness, "Can I c-come with you g-guys? Where y-ya going?"
The stormtroopers paused momentarily to address the haggard looking technician.
"Can you fight penguins toting #2 pencils that can turn people into pansy flowers?" inquired Seth Simes, the leader of the squad.
"Uh, no," Daishi hedged, "But I see dead people. Does that count?"
"That will do. Come along," Seth Simes gestured for the squad to continue on towards the palace at a trot, "Make sure you do not stray too far behind."

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As the storm troopers rounded yet another corner Daishi fell even further behind the group until he finnaly collapsed.

"Make that one. I wonder what day it is." Daishi muttered to himself as he layed sprawled out on the floor watching a procesion of pink elephants march over him.

A creature Daishi had never seen before was suddenly standing over him.

"Hmmmm, looks like he has been dipping into the cough medicine a little tooo much. Here drink this, it'll make you feel better." The creature said as it handed Daishi a mug wiht unidentified contents.

Daishi too hung over to know any better drank the liquid and imediatly began breathing fire out of his mouth and running around like a headless chicken looking for water.

"Ooops, that was the super atomic hotsauce. I was a baaaaaad little boy, hehehehehehehe." the creature commented while watching Daishi hit a wall and colapse into uncounsciousness.

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Tech Daishi

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posted May 23, 2000 11:03 AM     Click Here to See the Profile for Majere   Click Here to Email Majere        Reply w/Quote
Majere woke up to the blaring red lights and sirens all over the Mustang. Majere's normal patrol of his Massassi Warrior Guards were sitting around the office wearing diapers and sucking on bottles filled with a white substance. The Massassi Warriors never were very intelligent but they seem to have been somehow "redrawn" into that of a human baby. Majere, holding his hurting head, walked out of his office and right into a very upset Krath Pontifex. "Okay, I did not come back to get assaulted by some black feathered fowel!" yelled Schnapps at Majere. She then turned around where Majere could see the works "Pinch me" painted on her back. "Do you know how many times I have been pinched today! Once by a pilot who is now doing garbage duty in his underwear, and five times by some stupid looking black bird with orange bill! What are you going to..AHHH!" Schnapps then turned to see a black bird running down the hallway yelling "WHOHOO WHOHOO WHOHOO!"

"That's it! This means...AHHH!!" yelled Schnapps as she gets pinched by Atrus standing behind her. Turning around she effectively knocked the newly promoted Admiral into the wall. "Ahh! What was that for? It said to pinch you!" Red faced Schnapps grabbed her lightsaber, ignited it, and walked down the hallway towards the running bird, "First my alcohol is turned into coolaid, and now this. I will rip that stupid bird limb from limb!"

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Lt. General Sithspawn stood at the end of the corridor back by a squad of his elite commandos. Clicking his communicator shut, Sithspawn turned to his men.


"Steady now, Majere says that the intruder is heading our way."


Sithspawn turned to retrieve his blaster from the sergenat, to find the alien popped over his shoulder putting the finishing touches on a flower. Sithspawn blinked disbelief as he saw the rest of his elite squad clad not in their standard armor wielding with blasters, but walking around in 2 piece swimsuits carrying....spatulas?


Sithspawn snapped his pistol up and pointed it at the alien.


"Aight, I don't know who you are, or what you are for that matter, but one false move and they'll be scraping your internal organs off the wall"


The alien smiled and brought his hand out from behind his back, handing Sithspawn a gift-wrapped present.


"For me? Awww...you shouldn't have."

Sithspawn shifted his blaster to his right hand and grasped the package.


Holstering his blaster, Sithspawn began to unwrap the package.


Sithspawn pulled the top off the box and began to wonder just what was in this box, and why it was ticking.


Pulling the object out, he slowly began to read the letters printed on the side.


"A-C-M-E....hmm...some kind of code perhaps....Acme....Time....Bomb"


*BOOM*


The force of the explosion threw Sithspawn into a bulkhead, where he slumped into unconciousness.

Prefect Crysus strolled confidently down the hall, expecting to see the intruder detained by the Commander of Security. A look of disbelief crossed his face as he saw Sithspawn slumped against the bulkhead holding a rope in his hands.


Crysus walked forward and called to the Commander of Security to wake up.


Sithspawn's eyes shook open with a start, wondering if he had passed out in the cantina again last night after trying to drink Schnapps under the table, judging by the size of his headache. Seeing Crysus approaching jogged his memory, and Sithspawn rose and snapped to attention, releasing the rope that he hadn't remember holding.


Sithspawn winced as the anvil slammed down onto Crysus, knocking the Prefect soundly out.

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Commander of Security,
Lieutenant General Sythspawn
Freelance Pharmacist, Bad Guy

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posted May 23, 2000 12:28 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Majere   Click Here to Email Majere        Reply w/Quote
After about an hour of searching Schnapps finally caught up to the bird that she was hunting for. Raising her lightsaber as if about to strike she is suddenly haulted, "WAIT!" yelled the bird. "Why, why should I save your alcohol stealing butt pinching worthless body!" questions Schnapps still red from anger. Then the bird did something completely unexpected. Grabbing Schnapps in a love embrace he gave her the wettest kiss ever seen, then suddenly ran down the hallway yelling "WHOOHOO WHOHOO WHOHOOO!" Completely dumbstruck Schnapps just stood there wondering exactly what happened and why did she not kill that stupid bird.

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Meanwhile on another part of the Mustang
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Christiana was running for her life. Sweat dripping from her face that showed nothing but the intense desire to get away from the foul beast following her. Suddenly she ran smack dab into the beast in front of her who grabbed her and started to swoon her with love embraces, "Ahh my luve, why do you run away from Pepe? "

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posted May 23, 2000 12:36 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Schnapps   Click Here to Email Schnapps        Reply w/Quote
Schnapps took a running leap and landed on Christiana, before proceeding to slap her on the cheeks and pull her hair, screaming like a little girl, "The bird is mine, is my one true love!"

Schnapps paused, and realising her sobriety was affecting her lucidity, jumped to her feet and chased after the bird. She was met in the corridor by Scarecrow. "Crow! You too are a bird and must come with me!" Scarecrow looked shocked, so Schnapps jumed to the ceiling and removed the Scotch tape attaching an anvil to it. She took hold of the anvil and threw it squarely towards Scarecrow's head.

At that, Majere and Kadann rounded a corner.

"Oh no!" yelled Kadann.

"What have you done to Scarecrow?" replied Majere.

"You naughty naughty girl!" admonished Kadann.

"No more welcome backs for you, young lady!" called Majere.

Schnapps blinked. "Stop it, stop it at once! You are talking in tandem like a gay couple! You cannnot talk in tandem, for I, only I, am the Vast Empire Wrestling Federation Tag Team Champion!"

Schnapps' eyes crossed slightly, and she fell over.

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posted May 23, 2000 12:49 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Majere   Click Here to Email Majere        Reply w/Quote
Athran was just sitting down in his mediocre desk doing paperwork when a very tired stormtrooper ran up to him and saluted, "Sir, we've got an issue that needs your assistance immediately."

"What is it now, the Prefect come up missing? Or, I know! Majere ran into some trouble with an alien that he picked up." Athran mocked the trooper.

"Yes sir," said the stormtrooper simply.

Completely dumbstruck Athran just stood there, "Huh?"

"Urmm, sir- you should look behind you." said the stormtrooper as he backed up, very scared.

Athran looked behind him to find a mirror showing his reflection.....of a very large white chicken.

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posted May 23, 2000 02:21 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Majere   Click Here to Email Majere        Reply w/Quote
Sector Admiral Dogger, former New Imperium Diktat, had just arrived on the Mustang for a brief meeting with Field Marshal Majere. The chaos that surrounded the entire ship had him extremely confused, "Black Bird? Skunk?" All that Dogger could imagine is some major exercise was going on, so he continued to his intended destination. Sudden out of nowhere Athran clad in his new form as an overgrown chicken grabbed Dogger by his pants, raised him face level, and with a 2x4 whacked him upside his ass half a dozen times! Then as calmly as Athran walked up he started walking away. Dogger, now extremely upset ran after Athran only to be yanked back by a chain that was now hooked onto a doghouse. For some reason Dogger had the sudden urge to bark like a dog and found him barking uncontrollably at Athran until he used the 2x4 and cracked it over Doggers head, knocking him out cold. Then as calmly as Athran cracked the 2x4 he walked away singing "Do da, do da day."

Meanwhile Majere was in his office overlooking the chaos around the Mustang. Reports were comming in from all over the ship how the chaos had completely haulted the Vast Empire's capitol ship until this thing could be resolved. Majere could only sigh, and hope that the worst part of this is happening right now, and that soon this would all be over with.

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posted May 23, 2000 02:51 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Trigit   Click Here to Email Trigit        Reply w/Quote
Trigit was lounging in his Acadamy office when a desperate call came through. Apparently, some one from the Mustang had remembered that Trigit had once been a pretty good Squad Leader, and wanted him to assemble a squad to help fight a strange creature that was terrorizing the Mustang. He snapped upright and immediantly called his old squad together. He briefed them and caught a transport up to the Mustang. When he got there, he saw a wierd bird-shaped creature run past, and ordered his troopes to head it off. They got to a place in fron of the bird and Trigit ordered a stun trap set up. As he turned around to commend his troops on a job well done, and fast, he saw the bird, then fell over uncounsious as a large anvil fell on his head.

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posted May 23, 2000 03:24 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Trigit   Click Here to Email Trigit        Reply w/Quote
ok people, now I want to know what happens to me.

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Lt. Trigit
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posted May 23, 2000 03:49 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Spartacus   Click Here to Email Spartacus        Reply w/Quote
Spartacus slowly woke up. Visions of hitting a droid square on the head vaguely in his mind. He then remembered. He wished to be apart of this grand adventure. To stop the flying black menace from the unknown. Then the truth hit him. A bird? If it was a bird maybe they could get salt on its wings or spray it with a liquid solution. Perhaps by chance that may take away its powers. Slowly a soft music seemed to drift into the air and Spartacus felt the effects of a mild concussion as he slunk back onto the floor asleep.

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As the fuzz of unconsciousness faded from Daishi's mind his mind began to clear and ideas formed.

"I am going to get that bird for this. I know, I can fight war with war." Daishi muttered to himself still not fully cognisant.

As Daishi stepped out of the Royal Barkalounger now clad in a completly differnt uniform with the only insignia saying "US Postal Service," he began his search for the particular varmin that had given him the hotsauce.

"Payback time." Daishi nearly wispered to himself as he still had a migrane but no concussion.

As Daishi began his search for the creature he double checked his equipment: a large rubber eraser, a multi-color ink pen, two command detonated explosive packs, a lighter, and a case filled with alternate "disguises."

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posted May 24, 2000 07:05 AM     Click Here to See the Profile for Trigit   Click Here to Email Trigit        Reply w/Quote
As Trigit's vision cleared and he came back to consousness, he noticed that his squad was knocked out the same as he was. He checked his blaster, and its charge. Still at full. He swore to himself that he would get the bird that had caused so much trouble to himself and his squad. He heard noises down the hall, and he ran at full speed down the hall to get his revenge.

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posted May 24, 2000 11:23 AM     Click Here to See the Profile for Trigit   Click Here to Email Trigit        Reply w/Quote
well, come on, I want to see what happenes next

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posted May 24, 2000 11:35 AM     Click Here to See the Profile for Trigit   Click Here to Email Trigit        Reply w/Quote
As Trigit is charging down the hall, he comes to the source of the noise. It is Athran, running around in a chicken suit. Athran approached Trigit and tried to smack him upside the head with a 2x4. Trigit ducked it, and smacked Athran in the head with his blaster pistols's grip end. Athran slumped into unconsiousness, and Trigit headed toward the ships comm center, to try and get off a call to the nearby Navy, which had somehow not gotten a message about the dilemma the Mustang faced. On his way he ran into the Tech Dashi, who was dressed as a postal worker and carying a large case and other little objects off no concern to Trigit at the time. He asked Dashi what he was carring, and Dashi sais, "Oh, not much. Just some explosives to blow that blasted bird to smithereens!" At this, Trigit became insecure about being around Dashi, and resumed his trek to the comm center.

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Lt. Trigit
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posted May 24, 2000 12:11 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Athran   Click Here to Email Athran        Reply w/Quote
Athran awoke from the hit that Trigit delivered to his head. He immediately jumped up, then staggering around a bit ran right into the nearby wall. He came to from running into the wall, and went after Trigit.

On the way he ran into a postal worker that resembled Daishi, for some reason the crazy postal worker chased after him with a fork and a knife. He finally turned around and poked the postal worker in the eye, and skipped around him in circles then smashing him on the head with a mallet.

Athran skipped away towards the hangar....

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Major General Athran
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Regiment Commander
XO-RC/MG Athran/HCA-2/1RGT/Erewhon/VEA/VE (CoV){VES}{JK Warrior}
Captain Athran
Alpha Squadron Commander
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As Daishi recovered he reached into his bag and pulled out a letter and handed it to Athran.

"I beleive this is for you." Daishi calmly said with almost an aura of dispaointment about him.

As Athran opened the letter Daishi popped out of the envelope in his imperial greys holding a very large mallet.

"You'll do." Daishi muttered as he smacked Athran on the head with a mallet.

"We're even now." Daishi said to the now uncouncious Athran as he walked away in the postal uniform.

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posted May 25, 2000 04:59 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Crysus   Click Here to Email Crysus        Reply w/Quote

Daishi then turned around... figuring he should finish off Athran.

He hooked up around 5 kilograms of detonite to athran's mid section. after taking a few swigs of an unknown substance he began to stumble around more than ever. reading the bottle his eyes closed halfway "ACME tonic"...
He fell on his face and the trigger to the explosives lodged into his forhead. the explosion took-out about half of the hangers on the port side of the ship and most of the crew was sucked into space.
some of the members sucked into space that we will try to remember are as follows:

1)athran
2)daishi
3)trigit
4)crysus
5)majere
6)spartacus
7)christiana
8)schnapps
9)atrus
10)scarecrow
11)syths
12)viper (already deceased.)

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now since you are all dead you must write as if you are other people and you may not include yourselves in this story unless you talk about your burnt, lifeless bodies drifting in space.
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thought i might put a spruce in the goose...

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posted May 25, 2000 05:10 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Crysus   Click Here to Email Crysus        Reply w/Quote
queen damalibaba walked down the corridors on the Mustang and felt the vacuum of space tugging on her dress. she looked around and saw that he magcon field generator had been damaged during the explosion... allowing the people to be sucked out of the ship. she walked over and repaired the generator with a paperclip and a roll of duct tape.

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posted May 25, 2000 09:38 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Trigit   Click Here to Email Trigit        Reply w/Quote
As Trigit's lifeless body floated out into space, it hit an asteriod that was headed straight for the Mustang. Trigit would wonder what it was, but he is dead, so he didnt. As Crysus was walking toward the hanger, he also felt the tug of the magcon field failing, but he wasnt strong enough to resist it. So, the Prefect of the Army went flying out into space and joined the rest of the bodies. Wait a sec. Trigit wasnt in the hanger, he was in the comm room. So that means...Trigit is still alive!!! It was a HRD that was sucked out into space.

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posted May 25, 2000 09:52 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Atrus   Click Here to Email Atrus        Reply w/Quote
A shuttle takes off from a exotic uninhabited planet...

"Base, this is Griffen 1, do you read?" transmitted the voice of a young, Dark jedi. "Base, I'm reporting in from my journey, I've got the first objective completed, over."

"Griffen one this is base, good job, but we have some infortunate news..." came back the voice of Grand Master Kadann on Lorn. "There was an explosion on the Mustang, destroying several docking bays... Several officers are missing, we've come to the conclusion that they must've gotten sucked out with the debris when the bomb exploded.... Amoung the missing is your twin brother, from the Army Intel, Delta Detachment, sorry"

As the anger builds up inside of the young dark jedi, he lifts off to continue his journey with a new resovoir of Dark Side energy to fight his coming foes with...

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Until next time kiddies....
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hadda edit some typos... hehe

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posted May 25, 2000 10:49 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Talon   Click Here to Email Talon        Reply w/Quote
(I checked this story at lunch so I've had all day to think about it, Crysus you really screwed this up for me by putting that little tidbit in. Oh well, you'll see what I came up with.) =c)
Talon split from his squad mates after the incounter with High General Crysus. "Man, good thing I'm still on his good side. I'd hate to see what his bad side looks like!" Running down the hall listening for any noises Talon almost ran right into Daishi dressed as a postal worker. ---- "Greetings Tech Daishi."
"Hey man." Daishi mumbled, "This is for you. It's from your girlfriend."
"Really? Read it to me please." Talon requested.
"Okey-dokey!" Daishi replied ripping open the letter. Suddenly Daishi dressed in his Greys popped out of the envelope and hit Daishi in the disgruntled postal worker outfit squarly in the head with a big mallet, knocking himself out cold.
"I don't have a girlfriend, Daishi." Talon laughed as he continued running down the hall. After a few turns here and there he heard a "WOOHOO, WOOHOO, WOOHOO!!!" coming from the Arms Training Center. Checking his heavely modified rifle (Talon knows how to edit in Jedi Knight) he quickly entered the room with his rifle ready. A little black bird with a yellow bill dancing around a patunia that looked alot like Khan. Talon was about to fire when the bird threw a box at him. Talon dropped his rifle and took a step back as he cought the box. He then stepped on some golf balls pained like eyes, falling backwards still holding the box. Talon fell on a few of the golf balls and the bow tipped over off of his chest. Turning to see what was in the box he read the side out loud. "Acme Black Holes." Talon then looked over in time to see that anyoing bird with an oversized 9 iron lining up on him. "FOURRRR!!!!" the bird yelled swatting Talon into the spilled holes.
"AAAHHHHHHH!!!!!" Talon screamed as he fell down the giant hole.
"WOOHOO, WOOHOO, WOOHOO!!!" the bird sang while dancing around Khan again.
Just then a grappling hook shot out of the hole. Talon followed it up shortly. "It's a good thing I know how to make a grappling hook in Jedi Knight." After swinging away from the hole he grabbed his blaster and fired three quick shots in a line right up the bird trying to cut it in half, and that he did. Unfortunatly both sides regrew that missing parts and there was a second bird running around. Switching on his comlink Talon sighed into his mic, "Attention all troops, this is Private First Class Talon. Do not! I repeat, do not shoot the bird with lasers. He only multiplies. We need to find out what will work on him. I'm on that right away. I need all techs to meet me in sector #3 to deside what to do. Talon out." Talon then double timed it to sector #3 to meet with his fellow techs.

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posted May 25, 2000 10:52 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Talon   Click Here to Email Talon        Reply w/Quote
Hey, I just had a thought. If you guys are dead, does that mean that the rest of use get promoted automaticly?

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"Deslagrate muri tempe ot oriion." Daishi chanted as he was sucked out into space.

As soon as Daishi finished the chant he was now on in the Royal Barkalounger ten minutes ago while he was equiping himself.

"Don't pack the explosives, take the ion rifle instead. Oh yes, don't read any letters to anyone." Daishi litteraly said to himself as himself was digging through the explosives bin in the Royal Barkalounger.

As Daishi headed his own advice his future self faded away.

"Well I always knew that hunk of metal would be usefull someday." Daishi now muttered to thin air as he held up the pheonix gateway.

Daishi proceeded as before except without the explosives.

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[That means there is no hole now for those not up on thier temporal mechanics]

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Before Talon could reach Sector #3 the second bird ran up to him. Seeing the bird next to him Talon started yelling, "WOOHOO, WOOHOO, WOOHOO!!" while circling the strange bird, hitting himself on the head with his rifle. The bird just looked up at him and didn't say anything. What the bird didn't notice is the Talon was reaching for the grappling hook that he had prieviously used to save his life. After circling the it for a few more times Talon stopped and looked right at it, raised his arm, and fired the grappling hook point blank into the bird's face. With the grappling hook lodged firmly in his face the bird rolled around on the floor madly. Unable to get it off the birdy couldn't see where he was going and ran right through the hole in the side of the [i]Devestator[i]. "One down!" Talon laughed. Tapping his comlink Talon reported. "Attention all remaining troops, one bird down. Also, watch your step around the port side's hangers. Please give a moment of silence for our diseaced leaders...... Ok, let's kick tail!!" Talon broke into a run heading to Sector #3 to join the remaining techs.

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posted May 26, 2000 01:44 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Talon   Click Here to Email Talon        Reply w/Quote
what the??? the italics command isn't working??? [i]huh[i]

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posted May 26, 2000 01:46 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Talon   Click Here to Email Talon        Reply w/Quote
[i]Oopy, I got it now.[i/] =c)

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posted May 26, 2000 01:47 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Talon   Click Here to Email Talon        Reply w/Quote
nope, oh well

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posted May 26, 2000 01:51 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Talon   Click Here to Email Talon        Reply w/Quote
lol I gotta read it right some time!

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posted May 26, 2000 09:25 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Trigit   Click Here to Email Trigit        Reply w/Quote
As Trigit thought "Boy, it sure was a good thing I had that Human Replica Droid made for me for occasions like this! I could have been killed!" as he was walking down the corridor, he heard Talon's command to not use blasters. Trigit hurried to his quaters that were reserved for any Acadamy Staff staying onboard. He retrieved his stun stick and grappling hook. Then he set out to get that bird.

=++Meanwhile++=

Talon contiuned to make his way to Sector #3 to meet his fellow techs. Just as he was getting there, he heard a noise behind him. It was the first bird. Talon remembered the anvils, and sidestepped to the right. Directly into the anvils path. Talon slumped to the floor unconciouss.

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posted May 26, 2000 09:38 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Talon   Click Here to Email Talon        Reply w/Quote
LOL! I just can't win. So Trigit, did you make your grappling hook? I lost mine getting rid of the second birdy. =c)

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posted May 27, 2000 09:33 AM     Click Here to See the Profile for TJ   Click Here to Email TJ        Reply w/Quote
TJ reversed into real-space to find the
Mustang right in front of him. Quickly
flipping switches and angling away from
the ship TJ pressed a button:
"Atrus, Crysus, Majere anyone there?"
he said into the speaker. Suddenly, a body
floated up in front of his cockpit. It
was Athran. TJ then noticed a few more
bodies. "NOOOOOO!!!," TJ yelled.
"I see ya figured out, eh kid?" a
familiar voice said.
"Sess, is that you?"
"'Course it is," Sess said.
"But what happened here?" TJ said
beginning to panic.
"A bird," Sess said reassuringly.
"What? Oh-no," TJ gasped," Not now."
"What is it TJ?"
"A rebel convoy just entrered real-
space."

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posted May 28, 2000 10:27 AM     Click Here to See the Profile for Talon   Click Here to Email Talon        Reply w/Quote
After waking up and after the techs meeting could find nothing to use on the bird Talon called a meeting of all remaining Officers. After everone had arrived Talon stood up and said, "As most of you know, something wicked this way comes. Rebels are closing in on the Devistator. In order for the VE Navy (what's left of it) to be able to take off, that bird needs to go bye-byes. The techs could find no means of killing this thing with weapons. I am hear to tell the Navy to go save our ship. I am going to handle that bird. That is all." The meeting dissmissed with everyone running out of the room to give orders to the remaining of the Vast Empire. All that remained was Trigit. Looking up from the screen infront of him he asked Talon, "What are you going to do if there is no way to kill the bird?" "Well," Talon replied, "the same way the first one died. Freezing and imploding at the same time kind of stings you know." "But you already used your grappling hook and he is dodging all of ours" Trigit argued. "You'll see." Talon said walking out of the room. He then walked strait to the hanger where the hole was, waiting for the bird to show up. "WOOHOO, WOOHOO, WOOHOO!!!" could be heard coming down the hall. Talon pulled a stop sign out from behind his back holding it and his hand up. The bird bounced closer and closer, and finaly stopped right infront of Talon. With a quick thrust of his hand, he cought the bird by the neck. He then turned and started walking toward the hole in the side of the Devistator. Switching on his comlink Talon reported, "Attention please, this is Talon. The bird will be disposed of shortly. Save the ship from those Rebels. You will have a safe takeoff. It's been fun working with you guys." Turning he then said to the figure in the shadows, "Well Trigit, I'll see you some day." ---- Returning the salute and realising what Talon was about to do he said, "Stay out of trouble untill then." "Darn!" Talon said with a smile as he walked toward the gaping hole. Without fighting the tug of the air being sucked out, Talon kept walking straight ahead. The bird suddenly slipped out of his grip, and hoped along the floor trying to run from the vacuum. Running against the pull with all of his might, Talon was just inches from catching the bird when is footing slipped and he flew out of the hole freezing instantly. Seeing this Trigit quickly shot his grapping hook and released the other end. The hook lodged itself two inches into the birds stomach and the bird followed Talon out of the hole and into space.

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posted May 28, 2000 04:23 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for TJ   Click Here to Email TJ        Reply w/Quote
"You guys heard him, LET'S GO!!!" TJ
yelled, then muttered to himself,"even
though I just landed, orders are
orders." TJ climbed into his ship and
took off.

"All fighters report in," Donitz's voice
said over the comlink. TJ heard voices
mutter "Here" and "I'm here, Donitz".
"All right then,"Donitz responded."Kaph,
Blizzard and Steel squadrons take out
the fighters. Alpha and remaining squads
destroy the capital ships."

"I copy," TJ said and flew in at the
capital ships. Switching to missles he
locked on a ship and fired repeatedly
and got a return fire of lasers.

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posted May 28, 2000 08:09 PM     Click Here to See the Profile for Atrus   Click Here to Email Atrus        Reply w/Quote
As the TIEs were engaging the rebel fighters, several flickers accured in real space, an ISD-ii and a Interdictor cruiser just arrived.

"Woohoo! Glad to see us guys?" Shouted Rear Admiral Jakal over the com frequencies from onboard the Devastator. "Launch all fighters!" He rang out the order to the Dev's crew. "As soon as the interdictor gets the gravity well projectors charged, move within attacking rang of any capitol ship escorts, and fire at will"

The Naval High Command officers were all lined up at the veiw port watching the action incase they needed to advise the Admiral on deck, even though they had full confidence in his abilities and knew they most likely wouldnt be needed for command in this battle.


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