Written by The Fett 05-19-2002 11:15 AM
When he noticed that the Sith Lord was missing, the Fett sprang into action. Out the door, he noticed someone in the distance racing off. Though the streets were crowded, he could tell it was the sith lord. Taking a flyer, the Fett went after him; he could see him in the distance, weaving in and out of buildings. Fett knew he could easily catch him from the ground, for his speed was unmatched in this realm, even by the Jedi, but he was being very lazy. After a while of chasing the sith lord on the racer, fett was growing tired, he wanted to end this, he wanted to end all of it! This chase, this dimension, everything. He was sick and tired of wasting away here, he would end this now... Jumping off the racer, the fett took to the ground, running so fast that nobody noticed his existence. Catching up to the siths racer, Fett Jumped up 200 feet, rammed his lightsaber right through his pod, and landing back on the ground.
Finally, the pod landed with the sith lord crawling out. Lightsaber in hand, the sith stood up ready to fight, but before he could even blink, Fett used the force to snatch his weapon out of his hands. The sith lord now knew who he was up against. Running out of options, the sith, picking up the 7 ton racer with the force, threw it at fett, hitting his target dead on. Smiling, the sith thought that he has done what none of his kind has ever dreamed of doing. The fett, not even fazed by the blow picked up the pod with his bare hands, and casually walked over to the shocked and frozen sith lord.
The Fett - *laughing* fool, do you think something like this could hurt me?!?!
heaving it over his head, with one swift move, the fett brought the pod down on to the sith lords body, leaving him a bloody stain on the now empty street.
Teleporting to Slave 1, the Fett punched in the coordinates to a supposed old temple of the Jedi order. He's found so many powerful relics in his travels, but none worth the cost of his freedom from this place...
Written by Mr.Sandman 05-19-2002 11:52 AM
(SS sat in his control chair watching the outcome of his battle with DWFBH. Suddanly one of his minions run up to him with a message)
Minion: Sir, one of our recon droids has spotted something strange on the surface.
SS: Quiet you! Can't you see I'm busy!
Minion: But sir, it is very important that you see this.
SS: Fine, but this better be important!!!
(the minion turns on the video screen)
Minion: Look sir, it's a bunch of zombies.
SS: Zombies? Where did they come from.
Minion: We don't know sir. What we do know is they seem to be led by some strange woman. Look, there she is!
SS: Hmmm... and you say she created those zombies.
Minion: It's the only possable explanation sir.
SS: It's clear that she is very powerful. She can either be a valuable ally or a deadly enemy, and I'm not in the mood right now to have yet another deadly enemy.
Minion: I agree sir.
SS: Have a message droid sent out to find her.
Minion: Yes sir.
(The minion leaves the room)
SS: This is to perfect. With her ability to create zombies and my army of robots suppying the dead bodies for the process we can double the amount of troops we have in only a few hours. HAHAHAHAHAHA
(SS returned to watching the battle with a grin. With her help he thought, nothing could stop operation fire ants)
Written by Mg_knt 05-19-2002 09:15 PM
(CNN News Anchor)
Breaking News. Fidel Castro has been assassinated. He was found today in his office. Two bullets in the face at close range execution style is the reported cause of death. Cuban officials said that whomever killed Castro was a professional as no guns or spent casing were found. Castro's bodyguards were also found slain.
*Mr. Grimm smiled as he finished his meal. He paid for the meal and left a tip. Leaving the cafe Mr. Grimm heads towards the docks.*
Written by The Great Gumbo 05-19-2002 11:40 PM
I know why your here.....tell him...that I will lend some assist him.
Follow me
Unable to track any movement with its camera; the recon droid begins to use sonar, once the signal is found; the droid starts moving. Finding her standing before a moutainous pile of freshly killed animals. At first there is a almost undescernable movement that continues to grow as the smaller undead squirrels, rabbits and birds leave the pile and make way for the larger wolves; bears and elk.
As Necrobe made the zombies; she interwove three instincts into their undead minds.
-you will kill humans/prey
-you will only kill humans/prey that Sinister Sandman complies too
-you will not kill undead/family
Droid; here is my assistance.
Trasmitting the need for assistance and the coordinates for the location, its picks one up and flys back up into the clouds.
Once the droid is gone; Necrobe becomes whiter, thinner and gaseous until she is nothing more than a mist disappearing in the forest.
Written by Mr.Sandman 05-20-2002 10:24 AM
SS sat lazily in the control chair, awaiting the return of the droid he had sent out earlier to find the strange undead woman.
Suddanly a minion followed by the droid enters the room.
SS: It's about time!! so what does the driod have to report minion?
Minion: Sir, the driod brought this with it. (shows a little bird)
This creature seems to show zombie like characterists and it attacked some of the other troops when it was first brought on board. At first we thought this was some sort of attack made by that woman but than after checking the driods recorder we found that this was actually sort of a gift.
SS: A gift? Give me that reorder for a sec.
(SS hears what the woman said)
SS: This is perfect. Does this mean that these zombies will actually listen to me.
Minion: I guess so sir.
SS: Hold on, Let me test it out. Little bird, go peck that mans eyes out.
Minion: WHAT! Wait sir!!
(The bird proceeds to chase the minion around the room)
SS: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA Talk about your camcorder moment.
Minion: And there's more of them sir!! The position is in the droids memory banks!! Now can you call off the bird!!!!!
SS: Very well, stop attacking him bird!!
(The bird stops and lands on SS's sholder)
SS:Now send out a couple of battle droids to that site to check on those zombies. Also, I want a cola and a..
(Suddanly a second minion burst's in)
Minion 2: Sir!! the clock has just went off!!!
SS: Really!! Then it is time to begin OFA!! Prepare the space fighters.
Minion: Sir, you still have to tell us how we're going to get them into orbit?!
SS: The meddler will provide you with the answer to that (just as soon as I can get a hold of him). I'll just ask him nicely to open a gate leading from the space fighter holding bay to the space just above the planets surface.
Minion: Oh, I see sir.
SS: Just as soon as we get the gate we can begin.
(SS slumps back into his chair and awaits the meddlers next appearance, which he hoped would be very soon).
Written by The Great Gumbo 05-20-2002 12:28 PM
Squad Leader We have confirmation of the enemy.
Backing out of the caverns firing at the slow advance force coming out to meet them. Bullets ripping; into the maggot-riddled flesh of decaying beasts. Carefully launched, precision targeted grenades causing massive number losses. Weapons constantly re-filled by ammo carrying RMW's. Dents begin to appear on all the RMW's ammo suppliers, and the smart trucks that got the soldiers there; seconds later the RMW's and ammo suppliers drop out to ground broken and useless. The ST's are riddled with holes and the engines destroyed.
Aware of what is happening due to their sensors and network sytems; the Obstructive Team begins to retreat.
Over twenty men; 1/4 of the soldiers sent on this mission are left behind as a hopeful delaying tactic. They get into tree branches; form a circle, prepare their weapons and wait for the zombie beasts to come.
The retreating members of OT are already dead; many torn in half or with holes through their upper-chests or lower body parts.
Hole's burst in the delaying force armor's and protective suits; the soldiers all begin to slump without any noticable sign of injury. Seconds later they all begin falling out of the tree's.
Looking at them Necrobe contemplates what to do with them.
She binds the minds and souls of the OT squardon to her; and remakes their bodies as daywalkers. Misty images begin to appear and solidify above the ST's, RMW's and ammo carriers. Climbing into their trucks; the RMW's begin forming a protective circle around Necrobe. All of the formerly destroyed creatures of the undead begin to shuffle and merge back together. With her new entourage following; Necrobe flies away to find a new safe haven.
Here's some descriptions of the soldiers and the tech. they were using.
Daywalkers: Vampires that can walk around in the daylight. Meaning the soldiers are now much harder to kill; can fly, and have some level of super-strength.
Smart Trucks: Seats four people; covered in ballistic armor to protect against levels of fire-arms in the range of .44, .357-caliber magnums, 9mm handguns, and M-16s. They have dazzling lights, hi-voltage door handles, oil slick, pepper spray, smoke screen and tack dispensers. Bomb detection systems; sensor arrays detect any disturbances in the magnetic field around the truck. Camera's that record outside the truck on the weapons control stations, vehicle to vehicle e-mail capability. Global Positioning System; guide drivers to pinpoint selected locations; radio, cell phone and power door locks can be voice activated. Due to know being Ghosts both the RMW's(Remote Controlled Weapons) and Smart Trucks can turn intangible and fly without worry of running out of a energy source.
Dressed in Interceptor Jackets for light body armor protection; a helmet with a black visor with an off-weapon aiming recipticle and lazer range finders and transmitters, fused image sensors, acoustic recognition finders, networked combat identification sensors that would allow their soldiers visual target detection to be replaced with automated detection and target sensing, Networked fire control that allows indirect(non line of sight) targeting from either an improved grenade(with a range of 500 meters) launcher or a remote platform, firing can be done by range and azimuth provided by an individuals location, grid coordinates or a aiming reticle provided from the distributed network.
They have remote controlled weapons on unmanned platforms that will enable them to have a non-line of sight targeting capability of beyond 500 meters and a constant ammo supply, with real-time moniters warning them when they begin to get low. The leaders will get reports automatically and be able to call for them automatically.
Thermal weapon sights, head-up displays, hard-to-damage squad radios. All of them are wearing exo-skeletal armor that allows them to easily lifte 500lbs, run at 45mph, jump twenty feet, the armor itself can be packaged to carry tons of material and allows them to use almost no energy when doing anything; giving far greater stamina than the normal soldier; they are all powered by hydrogen/air fuel cells.
Five of the squad members carry an Objective Individual Combat weapon that allows them to fire or place a fragmenting warhead at or near a target through the use of laser range finders, ballistic computers and miniture electronic fuses. The warheads are 20mm-high explosive munitions capable of airbursting at a range of 1,000 meters. The fire team leaders and the riflemen are carrying M16A2; the squad leader has a M4 carbine; the automatic riflemen have M249 Squad Automatic Weapons, while the grenadier's have M16/M203 grenade launchers. All of the weapons are composed of 100 percent composite light-weight material.
Written by The Great Gumbo 05-20-2002 06:10 PM
Coming to the house in the middle of the neighborhood; its door is stuck on with only one hinge. The screen laying in the yard. Necrobe walks inside; blood is spattered on many of the walls, the floor has hand prints of somebody being pulled to another room. All of the furniture is in disarray; going into the living room while standing next to a stair-way, she looks at the broken tv in front of an old couch.
Mother!
Father!
Jimmy!
Come out, its time to go somewhere else for awhile.
From out of an upstairs bed-room two living carcases come out. Clothes old, and torn; most of the hair on their head gone, even less of their intellect. They come to the stairs and walk down to her.
A young boy; maybe around six years old comes running down to Necrobe and jumps into her arms and hugs her with a strength far above what some one his age should have.
Your were gone so long this time Mom; why didn't you come back sooner?
Don't ask....just be glad I'm here....tell your grandparents good-bye...
Bye!
Lets go Jimmy...we have things to do....
Written by The Watcher 05-20-2002 09:44 PM
In a highly secured conference room shielded from both mundane and esoteric means of surveillance, Director of UNSCA (United Nations Superhuman Coordinating Agency) Alfonse Delgado was meeting with his secret leader and benefactor.
"So is everything ready at your end?"
Delgado: Yes. According to my sources the majority of combat oriented super humans in both Europe and Asia have registered with the UNSCA, and many have have already been utilized in peacekeeping operations. Their extensive use suppressing the political violence in the West Bank and post-Castro Cuba have cemented the precedent. Only the United States, Great Britain, and China refuse to particpate in the UNSCA program.
"Excellent. Everything is progressing almost exactly as we planned. Once a major world wide crisis emerges on the scene they'll be willing to play ball. They may not agree to register their superhumans, but they're likely to authorize UNSCA teams to operate freely on their territory and use their military installations to help combat it."
Delgado: Now all we need to do is supply a world wide threat.
"That detail is already being dealt with. I've got just the man for the job. Enough of a threat to scare the world, but weak enough for his forces to be beat back. I think we should let him at least hold on to parts of Africa and Australia, to maintain him as a continuous potential threat to the world."
Delgado: Good. And once a world wide crisis occurs, I'll be given emergency powers in regards to all matters regarding superhuman affairs in all nations participating in UNSCA.
"Giving me indirect control of a large percentage of all superhumans on the planet."
Written by The Watcher 05-20-2002 10:15 PM
Deep underground, Sinister Sandman waited for his partner the Meddler so that Operation Fire Ant could commence. Finally his patience was rewared as a hologram of the Meddler only he could see appeared before him.
"I see everything here is in readiness. What is the progress regarding your forces engaged with the Dread Warlord? "
Sinister Sandman: They've taken major losses, and we've had to send massive reinforcements several times, but we're finally in control of the critical area's of the Planetoid and hold all of his space docks and the ships within them.
"Excellent. Now is the time for you to begin your plans. At last you shall reveal yourself to the world."
Sinister Sandman: Yes, the world shall tremble at our names.
"Your name. Don't mention me at all. I prefer to rule from the shadows."
Sinister Sandman: If that's what you want. I won't say a thing.
"I'm sure you won't. I'm sure you won't."
And with that, the Meddler opened the gates that Sinister Sandman needed and stepped out of the Imaging Chamber, confident that the controller nanites the Sinister Sandman had ingested with his gourmet dinner would make sure he would be unable to mention the Meddler to the wrong people even if he wanted to.
Written by Mr.Sandman 05-21-2002 11:17 AM
SS: Prepare to start sending the ships through the portal, as soon as there through I want them to begin blasting everything in sight!!! Then, once the space targets have been destoryed they will begin hitting land targets from orbit.
Minion: Yes sir, the orders have been sent to all the ships.
SS: Good, Begin phase 1.
( There was a loud rumbleing from the docking bay as seveal thousand small attack ships begain to power up and fly through the portal single file. On the other side they emerged and instantly begain attacking any man-made stucture in sight. While some busyed themselves attacking shuttles and space stations others started bombarding the planet surface. The missles from space destoryed entire citys and people where panicing in an attempt to flee the chaos.)
Minion: Sir, Phase 1 is complete.
SS: Exellent!! The people are in mass panic and the goverment will try to counter attack the "space invaders". but while there looking up thinking there enemy is in the sky he will actually be right under his feet. Now Minion, It's time to begin Phase 2.
Minion: Yes sir! The switch is over here!
(SS walks over to the main control panel and flips the switch. With that, the drill-tipped missiles he had planted begain to drill there way up to the surface and when they reached the surface there was a mighty explosion as each target collasped in a fireball of smoke and rubble. The targets where mostly millitary bases and supply with a few goverment buliding.)
SS: HAHAHAHAHA See them all run like cowards. and now to begin the final attack.
Minion: Yes sir, I'll give the signal to start Phase 3.
( The minion sends the order to start the final Phase out to all the drone carriers. They begin there climb to the suface and upon reaching it begin sending out wave after wave of attack robots.
The people flee in panic from the robot invaders but all there is no plase to run. Those who do find a way to escape into the shelter of a nearby forest or cave are greeted by the army of zombie animals, or in other words are torn to pieces.)
SS: Now all we do is wait untill the worlds army's have been dealt with and then we can bring the SSSSS up to the surface and claim our victory!
Written by The Watcher 05-21-2002 12:31 PM
As the attack ships hit space a furious battle between them and the orbital defense of various nations commenced. Heavy losses on both sides were inflicted. Meanwhile, the ground strikes had managed to devastate several cities such as Macao, Buenos Aires, Manchester, Baghdad, Volgagrad, and Johannesburg, but the ABM systems of the major powers managed to intercept most of the nukes before they could destroy most of their population centers.
(Responding to Phase 2)
All throughout the world military bases reported attacks from underground. After the first few struck home, canny military forces using seismographs managed to detect them before they reached their target, and destroyed them using either superhumans or imported ultra-technology. Alas, it was only the most powerful and advanced nations who had the means to do so effectively. Only those who could afford to buy from that mysterious arms cartel known as The Arsenal. The rest of the nations had to make do with evacuating their bases of everything they could before the missiles struck.
(Responding to Phase 3)
For the first few hours it began to look like the invaders were winning, but then thanks to the efforts of UNSCA to organize a superhuman defense, they started to be driven back. The organized efforts of a multitude of superhumans, coupled with the high tech militaries of the world's major powers, began to beat back the invaders from below. What at first looked like an easy conquest to the Sinister Sandman was turning out to be a long and costly conflict.
Written by The MunchKING 05-21-2002 12:41 PM
YAWN! Open...
*the computer door beeped at him*
WHAT???
*The MunchKING Snapped awake* SOMEBODY TORE UP MY HOUSE?!! THIS BETTER NOT BE THAT ***** SANDMAN!! I TOLD HIM TO STAY AWAY FROM HERE!!! *disappears*
Written by The Great Gumbo 05-21-2002 01:22 PM
All those who ran for safety in the woods now begin to shuffle ever so slowly back towards the cities with the dull gleam of hunger in their eyes.
When the darkness comes so do they; cars without drivers suddenly leap out at those on the road; draining their oil and passing along the gift of immortality.
Strangely wrapped vehicles; slowly patrol the high-ways destroying all those they meet.
Going from from man's graveyard to elepants graveyards; to the dumps with old destroyer boats and tanks; jeeps and other machines and vehicles. Necrobe has been using what free time she has; to prepare since she saw this moment coming two-weeks ago.
The half of the Obstruction Team has begun attacking National Guard and Army Reserve Stations. Recruiting all the man power and military equipment they can.
The other half is to accompany Necrobe as she moves to all the destinated spots for the attack drones and reawakens them to serve her and resume their attacks.
Determined that now would be the only real chance to create a Undead Empire, Necrobe won't let it fail.
Written by The Watcher
(Meanwhile)
Necrobe's army begins overwhelming the Guard and Reserve. Just as all seemed lost, suddenly they come under heavy bombardment. Suddenly the superhumans of UNSCA had entered the fray. Many of the undead were simply imolated by those with fiery pwoers, while others were swept into orbit by telekinetics, or transformed into stone by matter manipulators.
Backing the superhuman forces were new military forces equipped with incredibly high technology, supplied by the shadowy cartel known as The Arsenal. The equipment and troops had somehow been enchanted with protection against undead infection obtained from magical sources througout the multiverse. They were also blessed by local holy men just to be doubly sure.
Underneath the onslaught of high technolgy and coordinated super human action, the forces of Necrobe slowly began to be decimated.
Written by The Great Gumbo 05-21-2002 02:17 PM
Flowing over and into soldiers; killing what supers she can. The massive loss of numbers is soon dealt with on land. Many of the ghost creatures either came back from orbit; the few leftover remains of creatures; hands; legless skeletons body-less head simply got up or continioued their efforts as well as they could. Several zombies and ghouls that were turned to rock; continioued to move; only now they have rock hard skin.
Whenever getting the chance; flying into musuems and other archeological sights, she reawakens the dinosaur souls to join with her and become daywalkers.
Things...are....continous in the plan...
Written by The Watcher 05-21-2002 02:25 PM
While Necrobe was trying to figure out how to resond to this development, suddenly a gate opened under her, and against her will she was drawn elsewhere. She found herself on an empty expanse of vast desert. The transparent projection of a man looked at her with a cold and dispassionate expression.
"You're now causing more trouble than your worth. I suggest you quit while you're ahead."
Written by Brief 05-21-2002 02:29 PM
*Lengthy concentrates, and his stasis field expands to encapsulate the room*
There, they can't get in now..
...
Ok, I guess I'd better do something about this... Slaves! Come here! I need.... a clairsentient, and a teleporter... oh and a pyrokinetic'd be good... better throw in a mage or two as well...
Oh, and call The Company.....
Written by The MunchKING 05-21-2002 02:32 PM
*Casts Cure 4 on all nearby Zombies*
NEED HELP, MORTAL?? THESE UNDEAD ARE VORATIOUS!!
Written by Brief 05-21-2002 02:40 PM
Interested? I've got a clairsentient here who knows exactly where she is...
Written by The MunchKING 05-21-2002 02:45 PM
Written by Brief 05-21-2002 03:01 PM
Written by Mr.Sandman 05-21-2002 02:59 PM
2000 feet below the war that had erupted, inside his flagship SS stormed about in a hateful mood.
SS: What's going on anyway!! I should be winning up there right now but suddanly I find out that there actually putting up a decent fight!!
Minion: It would appear so sir. Although we managed to take most of the less defended areas, North America and some parts of Asia are still under the control of the goverment.
SS: Have the troops pull out and gather at the border lines.
Minion: you mean retreat sir!!
SS: NO!! this is just to secure what we have just took.
Minion: Oh, I see.
SS: This will put a major delay on the terraform project. We might have to consider a peace agreement with the goverment until we can get a sizeable army again.
Minion: Good thinking sir. Ummm... What do you mean sir? What's the terraform project?
SS: That's not for you to hear!!! Forget everything I just told you.
Minion: Yes sir!!
(The Minion leaves)
SS: I can't belive this!! Of all the rotten luck!! I'll never get the Terraform project working unless I have complete control of the planet. ( SS thinks for a moment) But I could test the system on a small scale.
(SS hits the intercom and calls the Minion back in)
Minion: Yes sir!!
SS: About that Peace agreement.
Minion: What about it.
SS: When you deliver it I want you to issue the following terms!!
I will back off from the other countries if the goverment gives me control of the moon.
Minion: THE MOON!!
SS: You heard me! The moon!! Now get going!!!
(The minion runs of the room)
SS: ...and now to wait.
(SS calmly sits in his chair and plays a game of FF while he waits for the answer)
Written by The MunchKING 05-21-2002 03:05 PM
"Try using Fire on him"
*Sand man nods* "Thanks... heeeey..." *sandman whirls around just in time for The MunchKING to pick him up and slam him against the wall*
YOU DID THIS!!! YOU DID INVADE, DESPITE MY WARNING!! YOU LAYED WASTE TO MY HOMETOWN WITH YOUR MISSLES! AND YOUR UNDEAD RAVAGE THE STREET!! YOU DELIBRATLY DISOBEYED ME!! YOU HAVE 30 SECONDS TO COME UP WITH A GOOD REASON I SHOULDN'T SPLIT YOU IN HALF RIGHT NOW!!!
Written by Mr.Sandman 05-21-2002 03:11 PM
SS: How about the army of killer robots that's standing right behind you 
.
Written by The MunchKING 05-21-2002 03:14 PM 05-21-2002 03:21 PM
*disappears, and re-appears in front of Lenthy*
THERE!! NOW YOU TRY THAT GAMBIT! YOU GOING TO CALL OF YOUR ZOMBIES, OR I'M GOING TO TURN YOU INTO FEING SUIY!!!
*Listens to Lenthy* WHAT??? *throws SS on the ground* PASH!! Well an Undead chick is easy enough... Life magic ought to work on her...
Written by Mg_knt 05-21-2002 03:16 PM
*Mr. Grimm is sitting on the bridge of his sub.*
Mr. Grimm: All the players have made their move except for me. Bring the sub to broadcast depth and get the lastest information on the invaders that you can.
Helmsman: It shall be done.
Mr. Grimm: Very good. Once you get conformation of the invaders setting up an operational headquaters inform me. XO you have the conn.
XO: Taking the conn, captain.
*Mr. Grimm heads to his quaters to plot the next round of events.*
Written by Mr.Sandman 05-21-2002 03:21 PM
Written by The MunchKING 05-21-2002 03:25 PM
Written by Mr.Sandman 05-21-2002 03:31 PM
Written by The MunchKING 05-21-2002 03:35 PM
Written by Brief
Thank you MunchKING... Bringing Stupid Sandman here was very good of you... But don't kill him yet.. He could be... useful...
You! Slave! Scan him for any mental protection, and disable it...
One of the bodies scattered around the room jerks to life as it hears its master's command..
It then performs a cyberkinetic and clairsentient scan, and after neutralizing SS's defences it drops back to the floor.
Excellent.... Now to deal with this fool..
Lengthy removes his stasis field from around SS and looks deep into his eyes
You no longer have a will of your own. You are my slave, for as long as you can prove yourself useful.. Now call off your attack and tell your forces to help deal with the undead..
SS: Hahah! Your mind control won't work on me! I have... defences.. against....
....
Yes Master....
Written by The Watcher 05-22-2002 12:52 PM
Written by The Watcher 05-21-2002 03:46 PM
| The Great Gumbo, quote: Upon making eye contact with the Transparent man; Necrobe gains control of his mind. . |
"I'm sorry, but that's not going to work. I'm Immutable you see, and quite immune to all of your powers. And besides, I have the backing of a lot power myself. Now here's how it's going to go. You will cease your attempts to necrotize the world, or else I will put you where you can do no harm, got that?"
Written by The Great Gumbo 05-21-2002 03:52 PM
Appearing before Munchinking while he is threatening SS she takes control of his mind. Together Munchinking and Necrobe go to her spectral other-dimensional base.
Written by The Watcher 05-21-2002 03:58 PM
"I DID NOT GIVE YOU LEAVE TO DEPART! You do not seem to comprehend the power you trifle with. I have the power to obliterate you should I choose, and the power to block you from seeing it coming. Now you will do as I say or I shall deal with you harshly."
Written by Trickster God 05-21-2002 06:15 PM 05-21-2002 07:05 PM
As chaos errupted throughout the city, Soulrider's bodiless form flew on, looking for an amusing host to possess. Then he spotted him. The famous wrestler must have been in town for the match that was supposed to have happened tonight. Thanks to to the undead invading the city, it was probably cancelled. Now the guy found himself surrounded by zombies, his stage persona a sad joke in the face of impending death.
Soulrider decided to change that. He thought it would be funnier if the zombies were the one to get a surprise. Jumping into the wrestler's body, he empowered with its very presence, making it stronger, faster, and more durable than before. Now inhabiting the body of the legendary star, he lashed against the zombies surrounding him, smashing them to bits while shouting out the man's famous catch phrase.
"Hey, watcha gonna do when Hulkamania runs wild on you!"
***
Smashing zombies right and left with his TTK imbued super strength, Soulrider Hulk Hogan inspires his fans to take up arms against the invaders. Charging against the zombie horde, he leads a legion of Hulkamaniacs to victorious route against the undead enemy.
Written by The Great Gumbo & The Watcher 05-21-2002 07:41
"Your replacements are abandoning your cause. Did you really think self-willed undead would be loyal to you away from your domination? They have their own personalities and desires. The only reason they followed you in the first place was because they had no choice. "
....Immense loss of sea-life; most of the military power in the world badly hurt....millions dead
"Immense yes, but the damage is reversible. The military powers of the world have taken massive damage, but they still retain strength. And yes, millions are dead, but billions more remain alive."
....Mirror-earth swarming with....undead plague....
"That plague is currently being brought under control, if not expunged entirely. "
..Only choice for others is relingual systematic intiative...
"No, their other choice is to reorganize under a new order. MY new order."
..others free me?...Doubtful
...Imprisoner find use for me?...Doubtful....
..Next action...search desert for some other forms of existence...
"There are no other forms of existence. This is a totally lifeless world in a totally lifeless star system in a backwater dimension.
As for finding a use for you, I have one already. You will be the contained but viable threat which keeps the nations of the world on alert. You will be the monster under the bed which will scare people and governments into yielding more power and influence to centralized authority. You will be my pawn in the undead and magical subcultures, giving me influence over the individuals who dwell with in it. You will be a weapon for me to unleash against my enemies.
In short, you will be my tool to use as I wish. What I do not wish is the necrotization of the world. Attempt such large scale actions, and I shall banish you to a lifeless void where you will float forever alone, with not even light to keep you company.
For now I shall leave you to contemplate what I have said. I shall return later to see what you have to say in response. "
And the projection of the Meddler faded from view, leaving Necrobe alone but not unwatched in a lifeless desert. Necrobe's location was blocked from all scrying. It wouldn't do for interlopers to discover her whereabouts and possibly rescue her. She would be left alone to think until the Meddler returned.
Written by The Great Gumbo 05-21-2002 08:14 PM 05-22-2002 10:55 AM
***
Out of boredom Necrobe has began to make a sand-castle; with nothing much beyond that to do and think.
...wonder how Jimmy is....
..not used to light...bright
...plans, uncontinous...forces go their own way...
Transparent man...powerful...
...if...chance of leaving possible...will have to...
..end any attempt at Undead retaking..
Written by The Fett 05-21-2002 11:45 PM
After many long months of searching the forest moon Yavin 4, the Fett finally found what he was looking for, the long lost Sith temples of power. Entering the temple, Fett sensed all the traps present and dealt with them easily. Pulling out his orb map, Fett started tracking the way into the temples main artifact chamber. After about an hour of searching, he found what he was looking for... The room was massive. Pillars from front to back, tombs lining the walls farther than the eye can see, and paintings that looked like they were ready to spring to life and attack you. Searching through the room, Fett, felt a faint whisper with the force... something was watching him, and trying to block out his power at the same time... He knew the guardian thought he was unaware of it's presence because Fett did not show any reaction when he felt its evil, even if it was just for an instant.
When the guardian spirit sprang into action, the Fett easily maneuvered out of the way, pulling out his lightsaber, and freezing the guardian in place with not only the force, but also his spiritual manipulation charms. But the guardians power was far more unpredictable than the Fett ever could imagine, quickly realizing that he was losing control of the spirit, Fett dropped his lightsaber, and took to the air, releasing the guardian sprit from his hold.
When landing some distance away, The Fett, looking injured, stayed huddled to the ground. Sensing that the spirit was almost upon him, at the last second the Fett dodged out of the way while summoning forth a bow and arrow of pure essence. Shooting, the arrow hit its target directly in the back, and with a scream of pain, the spirit fell to the ground. Knowing that the fight was not over, the fett reached into his pocket, and took out a small red jewel, walking over to the injured spirit, the fett, focusing all his power with the force, and his essence pool, absorbed the guardian into his hearth stone. After completely absorbing the spirit, The Fett, feeling incredibly drained, put the hearth stone around his neck and began channeling the spirits power into himself....
Written by The Watcher 05-22-2002 02:18 PM
"Bravo. Impressive. Most impressive. But then we Earthlings are an impressive lot, aren't we. You're probably wondering why I looked you up. Well it's simple. I'd like to procure your services, and I'm willing to compensate you handsomely for them. So what do you say?"
And the projection of the Meddler patiently waited for the Fett's answer.
Written by The Fett 05-22-2002 07:17 PM
Sensing the immense power this unknown new comer possessed, The Fett did not dare to raise his voice or fists in anger for intruding on his quest. The Fett was not stupid, he knows when he is out classed in power and he wasn't quit used to this new power upgrade given to him after absorbing the spirit to trust himself in a fight... Plus this man may have means to escape this accursed universe...
Who are you, and what do you want with me? My one wish is to escape this place and go back to my home. If you can do this for me, I will welcome you as a friend.... and I will repay you with my services... A favor for a favor?
Written by The Watcher 05-22-2002 09:31 PM
Written by The Fett 05-22-2002 10:26 PM
Written by The Watcher 05-23-2002 08:20 AM
As for the problem, while you've been a way there's been a bit of chaos on Earth. All the military forces of the world were put to the test when an unknown invader attacked the whole planet. Several cities were even destroyed, including Pittsburg and Minneanapolis/St. Paul.
Now Saddam Hussein, who escaped the nuclear destruction of Baghdad, wishes to take advantage of the momentary disarray of the nations which normally opposed him and military dominate the Middle East. Despite the destruction of his capitol city, he still commands one of the most fomridable military forces in the region. He also has a cadre of superhuman minions serving as his elite strike force and guard. There are even rumors that he possesses superpowers himself.
Saddam's plans and ambitions are at odds with my own. I'd like for you to eliminate him from the equation before he makes his bid for regional dominance. Due to either his minions or his own powers interfering with clairsentience, I can't give you an exact location, but I can tell you he was last spotted in Basra, main seaport and now currently the largest city in Iraq.
Does this sound like a task within your capabilities?"
Written by The Fett 05-23-2002 10:52 AM
Written by The Watcher 05-23-2002 12:40 PM
And with that the image of the Meddler faded away.
Written by Mr.Sandman 05-22-2002 03:47 PM
Name: Cody ...
Written by Mr.Sandman 05-23-2002 12:38 PM
Soulrider Hulk Hogan had just finished off a group of zombies and was resting on a nearby bench. Watching him from the rooftops was Cody, a large evil smile was spread across his innocent face. "I think I'll have a little fun with this guy" he thought and gestured with his hands.
Suddanly, 3 figures appeared in front of Hogan. They where the clones of Goldberg, Triple H, and Mr.T. All three advanced towards him while Cody remained hiddan on the roof. " Let's see how strong Hogan really is" he mumbled t himself and willed the clones to attack.
Written by Trickster God 05-23-2002 01:36 PM
"Boys, your in trouble, cause I've been drinking my milk."
"Goldberg" attempted to punch him, only to be knocked clear across the field by Soulrider Hulk. Then "Triple H" landed a punch, only to hurt his hand against the Hulkster.
"Looks like it's your turn, Mr. T. I'm going to do this for all the little Hulkamaniacs out there."
And then Soulrider grabbed "Mr. T" and threw him helluva far.
Written by Mr.Sandman 05-23-2002 01:49 PM
Cody: Well done Hogan! You've put on much more of a show then I expected. Bravo!!! Don't take that too personal though, I just wanted to test you and see your true strength, that's all. You seem far stronger in real life then on the T.V. and I wish to offer you the oppertunity of a lifetime. If you agree to join my little posse then I'll provide you with power enough to wipe the zombies from the city and making you a national hero. How does that sound Hogan?
Written by Trickster God 05-23-2002 01:53 PM
*tries to read mind but blocked by mind shield*
Written by Mr.Sandman 05-23-2002 05:53 PM
(Cody tosses a armband to Hogan, it has the letters CD written on it.)
Cody: As long as you wear that your a part of my team hulk, it's more or less the groups trademark. That way others from my group will know that your a member.
(Cody teleports from the roof and appears infront of Hogan)
Cody: I must go for now, but I shall return here in a few hours with a plan to defeat the zombies. Return here then and I shall help you beat them. Untell that time, Farwell.
(with a blinding flash Cody vanishes from sight)
Written by Trickster God 05-24-2002 06:03 AM
Written by Mg_knt 05-23-2002 07:49 PM
XO: The invaders are in full retreat sir. Currently Northern Iraq and parts of Southeastern Turkey are in the hands of the Kurds, Northern Spain has been taken over by the Basques, Ireland and England have agreed to slowly phase Norhtern Ireland to Irish control and the Zapastistas have taken a large chunk of southern Mexico.
Mr. Grimm: Very well. Anything else?
XO: Yes, It seems that a UN diplomat named Delgado has been meeting with someone.
Mr. Grimm: I will have to see about this. Set a course to Spain.
Written by The Fett 05-23-2002 10:26 PM
And with the thought of his mission on his mind, the Fett flew to Earth Prime.
Written by The Great Gumbo 05-24-2002 11:22 AM
Standing on a skyscrapper; a man stares down at a city rocked by devastation. He is muscular with light green hair going down to the center of his back in length. Clothed in a red t-shirt whose sleeves stop in the middle of his fore-arms; grey blue jeans, and old cow-boy boots.
All the police are gone; there's no rival competion to hinder me. This seems like the perfect time to expand my operations city-wide; who knows I might even go national.
Written by Mr.Sandman 05-24-2002 01:09 PM
Cody: Your quite right my friend. Athough there is still some things you need to overcome before you try that and it is for that reason that I have come here. I wish to offer you help in achiveing this goal of yours and all you have to do in return is join my little group and help me every once in a while when I need it. What do you say.....
Written by The Great Gumbo 05-24-2002 07:20 PM
Two people are talking in another room in the ware-house. Your were right boss; getting in there right after the hero's left from cleaning up the zombie mess. Meant that nobody else was here to steal anything from any of the stores; it was pretty simple to get most of the food, weapons and stuff from stores like Radioshack that was still left over. Then when the others came back; they would need food and protection from the roving gangs of mauraders and the few pockets of zombies the hero's had missed. They were all to happy to pay for our protection and to pay us for food and radio parts or even tv's. Not to mention our drug sales have gone up the roof considering how the world is.
Yeah; I realized almost immediately that while these last few days was a bad thing for the most of the world. For me; it was a very lucky happenstance. I mean even if things do go back to normal; we can always run "legitimate" gun shops and grocery stores.
Written by Mg_knt 05-24-2002 09:51 PM
Mr. Grimm: In there is a nest of vampires. Some of them have super powers. Your test is to kill every single one of them.
Vladimir: It will be a pleasure.
*Vladimir approaches the slaughterhouse turning invisable. Two vampire guards are at the door. Vladimir activates his flesh to metal power. The first guard gets his lower jaw ripped off and his leg shattered. The second is staked by his co-workers jaw being driven into his heart teeth first. With a loud crack a uninvisable Vladimir enters the slaughterhouse.*
Written by Yeoman 05-24-2002 10:33 PM
As Vader dueled with his son, a man appeared in the shadows, dressed in a black suit, and wearing an overcoat he watched.
The Emperor of course sensed him, and could futhermore sense the power of the dark side within the new arrival. Decideding to wait and see how this would play out he turned to his apprentice's duel.
The man watched, and, just as it seemed Luke would refuse to cut his father down, the newcomer smiled. At this moment the younger Skywalker's rage overcame him and he slashed his lightsaber down through Vader.
The new comer continued to smile, and reached out with his hand, Vader's lightsaber coming to his hand. And then... he vanished.
Written by The Great Gumbo 05-25-2002 09:39 AM
Genki had gotten a call from the residents of this neighborhood; that people were disappearing. Things would shuffle by their windows at night and noises came from the three story house on the far corner of the street.
Preparing his extermination squad on what he knew from the call about the job and giving them a slight briefing he sent them off.
Coming up to the building; most take cover while one goes up opens the door and drops a grenade in. After it goes off they all storm into the house.
In the living room is an amorpheous blob of undead flesh and teeth feeding on a corpse of one of the residents. They open fire and soon it is just bits and bits of undead flesh on the ground.
Flying and screaming creatures dark as night; almost floating come down the stairs. They releash hell on them with itchy trigger fingers on their sweat slicked triggers. As they walk past them up the stairs they drop holy water on them to make sure.
Once up the steps and in the hall of the second floor they open the first door they come too. In it; is a old room, sitting motionlessly on a bed there is a girl in a tattered dirty dress.
Claudia motions to one of the men to open fire on her; the girls eyes widen with shock at the impact of the bullets. She's dead before she hits the floor.
The men are briefly taken back by the fact that she was alive; but Claudia motions thems onward. The rest of the rooms in the second floor are all clean. They go up the last set of stairs; there is only one room on the third floor.
The man opening it is dragged into the room; and the door is slammed shut. They can hear his screams as they try to batter the door open. Finally they kick the door down; once they come into the room. The only thing there is the dead man; its empty of all else.
Then popping out of a shadow; a animalistic fleshless creature of hell pours upon them. Ripping into their numbers; Claudia decides that things are not good. Grabbing the body of a dead man she smashes open a window. Looking behind her she notices that only three of the people who accompanied her are left and that they weren't doing very well.
As one goes down; she drops the last of her grenades into the room before jumping out the window, giving the men still alive no chance to escape the blast.
The grenades go off while she is still in the air; barely missing her with its shrapnel of wood and metal. Stunned by the impact; Claudia doesn't move for the first few seconds. When able to react she hurridely moves and begins limping back to the ware-house to get more men and set this place on fire.
Written by FBHthelizardmage 05-25-2002 10:13 AM
In the buffer room verge reconnected the power buffer to channel energy back into DWFBH (not from the people it empowered from the belief given of by his planets.) On the near by moon DW smiled as he felt power return.
Later the battle was nearly over. the fleet was nearly DWs once more. to prevent further robot reinforcements one of the planetoid parasites had been detached and was now launching a d phase equipped nuclear weapon down any dimension portal that opened without permission.
Most of the stolen ships had also been retrieved damaged but retrieved teams of DWs troops had teleported abroad 9/10 ships and retrieved most of them.
Most of the fleet (those bits of it not upgraded to homemade tech) were withdrawing for a possible strike on mirror earth to hunt down sand man.
he was also hiring some help to fight "normal" FBH
(OOC if you have it go find your copy o f the old void engineer guide this may make things clearer /OOC)
"Good day Miz Gardener " FBH smiled at the ion cloth jump suit clad woman sitting opposite him.
" good day to you too dread warlord " the ex void engineer said.
" I would like to hire you and your fleet to sort out a little problem in system. the fleet of TWO that is"
" good our usual rate is your soul
" ha I think not I was more thinking re supplying your fleet for free and giving you this artifact"
(DW pulls out a large tentacle statue from a dimensional holding space at his side. )
"...... wow"
"thought you would like it"
" so what does this mission entail."
"you and the more advanced equipment in my fleet will move in system and engage the enemy fleet above cerila"
" Ok.... what will the rest of your fleet be doing."
"annihilating my home world."
-----
shortly afterwards above mirror earth.
several hundred rifts opened above mirror earth and began releasing swarms missiles.
as the already damaged orbital defense stations began to crumble the first wave Of DWs ships and fighters appeared.
Written by The Watcher 05-25-2002 03:50 PM 05-25-2002 03:59 PM
| FBHthelizardmage, quote: In the buffer room verge reconnected the power buffer to channel energy back into DWFBH (not from the people it empowered from the belief given of by his planets.) On the near by moon DW smiled as he felt power return. |
In the AIM facility the monitoring technicians observed the power feed reverse itself and begin to trickle back to the source. Upon seeing this they deactivated the receptors before more than a minute fraction of the power they had obtained drained back.
On the nearby moon the Dread Warlord then frowned when the trickle of power suddenly ceased.
| FBHthelizardmage, quote: inshortly afterwards above mirror earth. several hundred rifts opened above mirror earth and began releasing swarms missiles. as the already damaged orbital defense stations began to crumble the first wave Of DWs ships and fighters appeared. |
Then suddenly the rifts slammed shut and the missiles already fired were easily intercepted by new missile defense systems imported by UNSCA D-porters. As for the first wave of DW ships and fighters, they were annhilated when they hit the self-replicating mine field obtained from Deep Space Nine. Those that survived that were destroyed by UNSCA starships obtained from a number of ultra-tech dimensions. Efforts to supplement the Dread Warlord's forces with reinforcements proved to be futile, as the rifts they tried to open immediately closed before ships or attacks could pour through.
Meanwhile, in another dimension, in one of his secret lairs obscured from scrying or scanning, the Meddler smiled as he observed how easily he had arranged things to foil the Dread Warlord.
"Gate manipulation gives me the power to open and close gates. What the fool didn't realize was they don't have to be my own."
Written by The Great Gumbo 05-25-2002 09:22 PM
circa: Two days ago
After listening to the kids (Cody's) spiel; I decided to join with him. After all, I need a bomb suddenly finding its way into my house.
Written by FBHthelizardmage 05-26-2002 04:04 AM
Written by Mr.Sandman 05-26-2002 10:44 AM
President: Do you think it is safe to meet here.
Vice-President: Of corse Mr.President, we have guards posted at every door. Nothing can get in or out of this building without them knowing.
President: That's a relief. Now, why have you called me all the way out here to discuss the zombie threat when we could have easily talked about it back at the white house.
Vice-President: There was too much of a secuity risk sir. I though it would be best if we meet here.
President: Very well. Please continue.
Vice-President: Before I begin sir, I would like you to meet my son.
President: Your son? Why would you bring your son out here!
Vice-President: Don't worry sir, I think your like him. Come in Cody.
(Cody steps into the room)
Cody: Geetings Mr. President. Having a good day.
President: Get your son out of here. This is a private meeting!
Vice-President: No sir. I think he should stay. (Pulls a gun out and aims at the president)
President: What are you doing?!
Cody: Exactly what I will him to Mr. President. You see, this is not the Vice-President, it's actually just a clone of him. And now I'm going to kill you and replace you with a clone of your very own.
President: No! Stop! sombody help me! Guards!
(Three or four guards rush in, guns ready)
President: Shoot them now!
(The guards stand still)
President: I said SHOOT THEM!
(The guards remain still)
Cody: Guards, please shoot the president for me.
(The guards aim there guns towards the President)
President: Please don't sho...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh
(The force of the bullets send the president's dead body flying into the desk behind him.)
Cody: Have a nice day Mr.President.
(Cody gestures with his hands and a clone of the President appears)
Cody: you know what to do of corse.
President Clone: Yes master.
Cody: Good. See you later.
(Cody vanishes)
Written by The Watcher
Unseen by Cody the President's body shimmered and then vanished, as his emergency remote teleportation retrieval system activated, sending him to a top secret location shielded from scrying thanks to government sorcerors.
Though Cody thought the President dead, his brain had been kept alive thanks to the wonder of his Blood Surgeon Nanites keeping it supplied with the proper oxygen and nutrients. Now safely ensconsced in an Auto-Doc system, the bullets in President's body were removed and the nanites in his blood went to work reparing the damage they inflicted.
Meanwhile, superhuman guards at the facility loyal only to the President were on alert. With some members of the Secret Service obviously compromised, they were the Commander-in-Chief's last line of defense against any possible attacks on his person.
Written by The Fett 05-26-2002 12:12 PM 05-26-2002 05:20 PM 05-26-2002 11:50 PM
Flying over the barren desert of Iraq, the Fett found a secluded area where he could land Slave1. Hiding it in one of the massive caves, the Fett started getting his gear together, which included 3 lightsabers (1 double edged, and 2 that were half the size of regular ones), 5 scouter drones, 1 pod bike, and his hearth stone which constantly gathers him essence to cast his spells.
Finally, taking off, The Fett went on his search, all droids going in different directions to where his ship was picking up the most people/artillery.
After about 2 hours of searching, one of the Fett's scouter droids sent him a map of the possible location of the man he was sent to kill. Following the map, it took him about 10 minutes to reach his destination. When he saw the base in the distance, the Fett landed his bike, put it in cloak and went on foot so he wouldn't be detected by any tech they might have accumulated with dimensional gating. Waiting until dark, The Fett was about 1/2 kilometer from the army base, using all of his stealth charms and his newly acquired powers from the spirit guardian, the Fett started walking towards his destination...
***
The Fett stalked the outer perimeters of the camp looking for a un suspecting guard. Finding one, the Fett silently broke his neck and teleported his body away. Walking into the camp unnoticed the Fett found the obvious tent where his victim would be located and silently jumped on top of the pole ran up, and listen intently. Listening in the Fett heard them talking about regular army garbage that was of no importance to him. Suddenly, The Fett felt a disturbance in the force, and jumped out of the way of an obvious attack. Landing, and turning around, the Fett was face to face, with one of Saddam's personal body guards...
***
Pulling out his double bladed lightsaber, the Fett sprang into action, without a blink, the attacker was gone. The Fett knew the limitations on this world, and he knew no one could move that fast here, unless they combined teleportation and superspeed. Realizing this, the Fett himself teleported 20 feet behind his position, just in time to see his attackers back. Throwing one of his short sword sized lightsabers right threw him before the guard even knew what was going on. Fett, knowing that he had to get his job done fast, cut a hole threw the tent, and entered.
Surrounding his target were 4 guards, not one gun among them. Instantly, one of the guards burst into flame while Fett teleported behind one of them for a quick kill. Slicing in a downward arch, Fett's prey dodged his attack, but the guard still wasn't fast enough. Fett's saber cut off the guards arm, dropping him from the shock of blood, and arm loss. Before the Fett could recover from his own attack, he was blasted from behind by the pyro, while one of the other guards was trying to manipulate his mind. Recovering as fast as he could in his injured state, the fett noticed the 4th guard powering up with an aura around him, akin to his mirror double Ramz. Instantly, the Fett attacked. While dodging fire blasts, and resisting mind control, the Fett went for the chi user. Using his force magic to quickly bring the chi user to him, and a speed burst, The Fett decapitate him before he became a nuisance.
The fett recovered as quickly as possible, but apparently, that wasn't quick enough. All of a sudden, not only was he being burned by the intense heat of the pyro's blasts, but also being beat down by a TK attack coming from the mind reader. Using his strongest defense charms, The Fett called forth armor of pure essence, also with that, making his skin as hard as diamond. Quickly as possible, the fett attacked, freezing the Pyro in place with his ancient sith magic, the fett charged the Telepath, fazing through his TK shield, and snapping his neck before he had time to acknowledge how this intruder penetrated his shield.
after succeeding in killing the TK user, fett again was blasted in the back by the laughing pyro, with crazy will power, and using a combination of force lightning, and essence thunder, the fett blasted the pyro straight out of the tent, a blast which most likely killed him. Exhausted, Fett turned to face his foe, to see not only him, but also the guard he first attacked, lightsaber in hand, and ready to go. Apparently, he too was a force user. Attacking, the guard matched Fett blow for blow, the fight would have lasted seconds if it wasn't for the Fetts exhaustion. But still, the Fett quickly realizing that the nature of this mans power, Fett decapitated him, and released the Force quickening into him self.
Finally, the Fett was face to face with the man he was sent to kill.
Written by FBHthelizardmage 05-27-2002 09:13 AM
engagement -1 minute.
the oncoming fallen void engineer (barabbi)/ dread warlord FBH spacy fleet under heavy stealth had not yet been detected by the TWO forces mundane
(and not so mundane sensors) however danger sense of the fleets psions had warned them of approaching battle some time ago and they were prepared
from battle.
engagement -30 seconds
the fleet of evil powered up is weapons and began to show up on TWO scanners
Engagement
The first wave front of missiles and energies flashed between the fleets. ECM interceptor and fields of forces snapped a good 90% of the incoming fire
each fleet was taking. Each sides efforts to kill the other were further hampered by the enemy ships shifting through the local dimensions even as the
moved in space.
Even if a beam of warhead did find an enemy the hit was rarely lethal Both sides had massively well armed and shielded craft loaded down with point defenses and magical wards.
some 10 seconds into the shoot out the offensive units of the TWO fleet changed tactics instead of trying to kill them enemy ships they attached tractor beams. with the enemy unable to escape the OUs heavy weapons made short work of them.
in the next 8 seconds of engagement the TWO fleet killed around 80 DW spacy and Barabbi units mainly the light homodian ship killers and void engineer AUCs, before the opposing fleet released what was happening and repositioned to give support to the snared units. a half dozen suddenly out gunned TWO ships were blown away before they could disengage there tractors and shift once more the crews and mind, mind state or physical form (or both) were picked away by the TWO command ship for resurrection.
on the planets surface DW FBH was putting stage two into operation. at three points of high mystical energy across the world. he placed his power statues.
a few seconds later DWFBH thought in a certain way and sent his renewed god powers out to each of the statues
from each of the statues energy bloomed it spread across the planet forming an invulnerable barrier to the space craft above.
above the new barrier the shoot out continued.
Written by The Great Gumbo 05-27-2002 07:02 PM
Two cars pull up and stop in the front of Easy-Joes; carrying pistols; rifles and shot-guns, they open fire. While managing to hit several of the customers and cause severe property damage. All of the men stationed around it moved toward the vehicles while avoiding the bullets with an incredible grace.
Two axes go flying and flatten one tire on each car; the occupants get out and scream profanities, continioully trying to hit the men guarding the eatery. Seconds later the assailants are dead and the Guards aren't even wounded.
One brings out a two-way radio and contacts Genki; who appears instantly in front of him.
Written by Mr.Sandman 05-30-2002 11:56 AM
In a PD far from the eyes of others, Cody and Seth plot endlessly in an attempt to formulate a decent plan.
Cody: *sigh* I shoud have made sure that the president was tore and rpped to shreds before I left.
Seth: It wasn't your fault Cody.
Cody: Your right, I mostly blame this on you!
Seth: Why!!
Cody: BECAUSE!!
Seth: Oh, that's the best reason I ever heard.
Cody: Shut up, you. Let's just concentrate on our next plan of action.
Seth: Fine.
Cody: Now, what we really need is something that will strike fear into the hearts of everybody. Something so powerful that nobody would dare stand against us.
Seth: How about we hire barney.
Cody: No, that's to evil.
Seth: We could borrow the Andromeda Ascendent from tanith.
Cody: and while I'm at it I'll beat every other supe on this planet with a thumb tack and a paper clip. But, I do like the idea of a ship.
Seth: We could steal it.
Cody: I'm not in the mood to have both Washu and Skudd pounding me into ground meat and mailing my dead body to Abu-dabi.
Seth: Then what do you think we should do.
Cody: Well, how about we build our own ship.
Seth: Build it?
Cody: Yes, we'll make the most powerful battleship ever. One that's even more powerful then the andromeda. You can locate the parts and I can pick them up. As for the workforce I can always call some of my allies and get some help from them.
Seth: That's a great idea, Little brother.
Cody: Yes, and with this ship I'll finally be able to rule the mulitverse. Plus I can get the added bonus of killing that idiot CBYeoman.
Seth: Who?
Cody: Nevermine. I'll tell you later. But for now let's get moving.
Written by The Fett 06-01-2002 10:32 PM
*clapping* well done, well done indeed. Those were my 5 best that you just killed. Maybe you would like to take there place by my side? You're power would be put to good use...
No... I have my duties... I must not....give in to you....
Digging deep within the fett's mind, Saddam saw images of people the fett had encountered, though non of them were the fett's comrades... except one. Changing his appearance to look exactly like the meddler, Saddam again started talking in a hypnotic tone, trying to get the fett to join with him, or get fett off his guard to kill him.
*Speaking in meddlers voice* Fett, you have completed you're job; come to me at once so that I will reward you with whatever you desire. Tell me Fett, what is the one thing you desire most?
Thinking fast, the fett gathered up all the willpower he could muster, and told this so called 'meddler' what he wanted.
My mission is complete? Well then, I shale have what I ask for when we first met, a trip back to my dimension. The Star Wars Universe.
Very well, come here and give me you're hand, and I shale return you to where you came from...
While reaching out his hand, the Fett slowly went for his short sword style lightsabers. Grabbing saddam as quickly as he could, the Fett rammed the lightsaber into Saddam's stomach, killing him.
Walking away, The Fett sensed something wasn't right, he also saw a shadow loom over him. Turning, the Fett saw Saddam change form, into a huge, fully armored beast with a sword for one arm, and a shield for another. Quickly, the Fett cast one of his enchantments to quicken his pace, and another to make his already powerful skin, more powerful. But Saddam was quick, attacking relentlessly; he used both TK and strength to his advantage. Battling, sword with lightsaber, the fight went on for about 10 mins, each of them getting in a blow, here and there, saddam's Blow's seem to effect fett more due his sheer strength (saddam is around Thing level, while Fett can, with charms get up to around the 30 ton range.) The Fett, realizing he can’t fight saddam in HtoH combat in his already weakened state, started attacking with his distant, yet very powerful attacks.
Using every charm he could think of, The Fett threw cutting essence blades at him, Teleported behind saddam and shot him with a deadly mixture of force lighting, and essence bolt, and rapidly attacking him in a blur while trying to boil saddam's blood. All to no avail
Falling to the floor, the fett was exhausted, while saddam walked toward him, not showing any signs of tiredness at all.
So, you're finally done? That’s all that you have left in you? Pity, you would have made a very good bodyguard...
Hearing his words, and his mocking voice, the Fett, through pure rage and anger cast one last offensive charm on his enemy. duplicating his weapon into thousands of essence lightsabers, and firing them at an unsespecting Saddam... The Fett finally succeded in his mission... Saddam layed on the floor dead in a thousand pieces.
