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RPG - Assault Through the Jungle!

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    Post RPG - Assault Through the Jungle!

    L O C A T I O N: Targ Outpost #204, or "Karmarama 14"
    "K A R M A R A M A 1 4": Rainforest/Jungle planet. Home to a miniscule Sensor Array base. Air contents contain mostly Oxygen, Carbon Dioxide, Hydrogen, and lesser elements. Populated by Thyorian Grekka-Targs. Karmarama left when planet was taken over by force.
    I M P O R T A N C E: If the Sensor Array base is destroyed, the GPF may move secretly and undetected through most of the Targ systems. The base is small, and the planet has only a few cities.
    M I S S I O N: For obvious reasons, the GPF is assaulting this planet with a Legion of Mecha. Mecha are three story tall, bipedal fighting machines that are lethal. They are far superior than any tank, and are extremely versitile. Only the Dragonians have the technology to create them. The Grekka-Targ are trying to reverse engineer the Mecha, but all attempts have failed miserably. The TSCC Centaurion, TSCC Glavis, and TSCC Trinary are creating a base of operations on the planet, with three whole Mecha Legions. More are on the way.

    <On the planet, a large base constructed in the jungle is teaming with Mecha activity. Scores of Mecha are guarding and patrolling around the base. Oblivious to what was spying on them. A small Grekka-Targ was looking through Super-Electric-Magnifying-Binoculars at the base.>

    Grekka-Targ Scout:"Base, this Scout number three, I've spotted something here. It appears to be a GPF base of operations. From the information I've gathered, there are four hundred and eighty of those GPF Mecha. I'm just about to transmit my coordinates and- Hey, some one's spotted me! EARGH! {STATIC}..."

    <A large crater remains with a pair of shoes where the Targ Scout used to be. An artillery Mecha is seen nearby...>

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    Big Grin Yay! AnotherRPG!

    Before we begin I'd like to point out that I think there may be a little to many mecha. If the GPF were hoping fora quick stealthy sneak attackthen wouldn't it be wise for a smaller amount of Mecha,such as 50? Also with so many mecha being loaded onto a planet with a hi-scale sensor post wouldn't they have already detected such a large force and send Davidg in to blow up the base from Orbit?

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    Maybe they masked their approach some how?

    Grekka System. Dreadnaught is racing to the edge ofthe system at sublight speed, along with several battle crusiers, and troop transports. The Imperial March plays.

    Bridge. ITS Dreadnaught EXPT-01-A.

    Helm: ETA to the outpost is 4 days, 2 hours, 27 minutes.

    Me: Jump to hyperspace as soon as we have cleared the system, Comm, get me the Ortega.

    Comm: Channel Open.

    Me: Captian, rendeavous with us in System J-131-A-47. A scout reported a large GPF buildup in the jungle on that planet, but failed to report his coordanites before being spotted, and derstroyed. You are to scan the planet, and locate the base.

    Captian of Ortega: Aye, sir.

    Me: Davidg out.

    Commander: Why didn't the base detect the landing craft?

    Me: The planet is surrounded by a ring of asteroids, and impcts occur frequently near the equator of theplanet. A lightly sheilded, small craft could be mistaken as an asteroid near the belt, or when falling to the planet. A large ship could be hidden in the planet's magnetic poles, but it too whould have sensor problems.

    Commander: Oh.

    Helm: We are clear of the system sir.

    Me: Then by all means, Engage.

    The giant ship, and its escorts jump to hyperspace.
    Ex scientia potentia

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    Playing by the rules and lookin' good! Though lets not turn this into a SpaceShip RPG. Lets agree that the Asteroids and strange magnetic disortions ofthe polemake itimpossible to locate the base therefore assault team must besent down instead. This may just be our best RPG yet.

    ---Near GPF Base---

    <The GPF base is built onto a Platau, covered in dense Marangoo and Silpem trees. A whitewater river runs toward the Plateu from the east and turns to the north and heads around it until it does as strange 3/4 bendand heads into the NothWest. The heat is intense around the equator and thewhole area is fuzzy because of it. Many Mecha are trudging around the area invisible under the huge Marangoos. The only evidence of the silvery GPF base is a large shimmering tower extending above the trees. The Comand tower inside Dracorator shouts at his inept generals as he explains his battle plans. Unbeknown to them a Targ Assault squad inches its way toward the last known possition of their scout.>

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    I wanted it to be something like Gundam: 08th MS Team. In the jungle and all...

    <In his command tent, Colonel Starwind from the GPF command forces is instructing the pilots.>

    Starwind: "We will strike in the South regions, here. The artillery units will snipe out and bombard the Targs with their Rail Guns. After that, a mass squadron of both Terra-Warriors and Warrior Mecha will come in through the North. The command units will some in from the South. Once that is over, the dropships will deploy the Special Ops unit from the TSCC Khan that will be in orbit in an hour."

    Pilot: "Won't the Targ's spot it when their support arrives."

    Starwind: "We are aware, or at least think, they have sent support, but what they do not know is that our ships are actually hidden inside huge, self-propelled asteroids. With the ring around this planet, we should have enough time to hide ourselves and the ships. Now, go get some rest. The attack begins three days from now."

    <The pilots leave towards to the barracks as a few Mecha go in for mantainence in the large hangers in the base.>

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    Me: Um... Kunat. We left our planet defenseless when we went to this mineral high planet, lost most of our soldiers in a frenzy on this stupid planet which came out of a blackhole, and now our stinken planets are being taken over. Why must us Karmaramans never be left in peace? We provide 90% of the food resources. (look at RPG:New Worlds to understand what i'm talking about)

    Kunat: Well sir, we did take all soldiers off the planet to bombard the mineral based planets out of the mysterious blackhole. But instead our base was destroyed and now we are on the other side of the galaxy, way far away from our home planets. I knew that we should never try to beat targs to planets.
    Do you want me to set course for the home planet?

    Me: Might as well, pray that it is there when we get back.

    The ship, the Kantaro, the karmaramans now only ship left after the slaughter on the new planets, veers toward the nearest wormhole to speed up the process of getting back to the home planet. Course estimated time, 47 hours...

    Me: Sighs and heads to the sleeping pods Kunat, don't disturb me until we get out of this wormhole. We're going to have a long day once we get out of it.

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    Squad Leader(Over Secure Comm link): We're at the last known possition of Scout 08.

    Targ Base: What do you see?

    Squad Leader: Her camp. There is a trail, all the plant-life along it has been trampled by light feet, most likely our scout. It leads south up a slight hill. I'm going to follow it.

    Targ Base: Roger that Delta Squad.

    <The Targ move through the shady trees and tall grasses up the trail. One targ slips on a Scoobidy Mouth, a plant who's leaves are moist and slippery. When the targ fell the huge leaf folded inward towards the plants hub. The gaping sharply toothed moths shoot open and swallowed the screaming targ. The mouth snapped shut and the following grusome chomping and gurgling wasenough for another drone to losethe contents of her stomach. The Squad Leader drove them onwards, after blasting the plant and the digesting targ into bits.>

    ---Smouldering Crater---

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    I hate Gundamn wing! And I pressed post to early

    Infront of the Assault Squadren is a small crator still smouldering. In the center two burnt light boots lie half melted ito the ground, just above them is a lump of resmelted metal. Probably the scouts scouting device. The team leader picksup his Communication box and flicks the ON switch

    Squad Leader(over secure comm link): Base, we're here at the last cresting place of Scout 08, only her boots andthe remains of the scouting device havebeen left behind. I'm also affraid we lost a member of our team to a Scoobidy Mouth earlier. She was a good soldier. We'd like full respects paid for her on our return.

    Targ Base: We're sorry to hear that Assault team. Anything else to report?

    Squad Leader: Judging bythe destruction of the blast and size and type of the crator I'd say that it was a Dragonian Mecha, TerranWarrior. I can't see this base. Oh wait...I see a strange tower like thing. I could almost swearitsa trick of the light. No. My visor confirms its a solid object about two milesfrom our possition.

    Targ Base: Good Work Assault squad! Quickly give us the base's position!

    Suad Leader: It's...GURAH!

    <The squad leader fell dead. Spraying her orange blood across the rest of the squad as a largeholehad appearthroughher right eye. A powerful sniper wasin the trees. The nextxhot blewout theCommunication box. The Squad instinctivlystartedshooting into the trees. Another shot hit the Blasterof one of the Targs, it exploded in a firey blue display of super-heated plasma took out half the squadwith it. The rest dovefor coverinthe thick under bush. The snipertook his opertunity and deliveredfatal blows to the back of each Targ's head as they fled. Only one was smart enough to climb the tree from which thealmost invisible sniper beams had been coming from. Unfortunaly she was too load. The elflike face of an Arctainian shoot from the leaves and smiled. The sudden apearance of this enemy confused the targ and she paused

    Targ: Huh?

    Arctic Wolf: You are an Idiot.

    <The sniper placed onthe targs forehead and triger pulled. The targ exploded as if she had Blastokephalis.

    ---Targ Base---

    Commander: Quickly Idiot! Tell Davidg to hurry up and recall ourother squads. The have snipers!

    Comm Master: Too late sir. Alpha, Beta and Gamma. All assasinated, reports of expert snipers inthe trees.

    Commader(thumping desk with clenched fist): DAMN! DAMN! DAMN! Tell Davidg to get here at maximum speeds. All our offence is dead.

    Comm Master: Aye sir.

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    No, Gundam: 08th MS Team is based upon Mobile Suit Gundam, not Gundam Wing. Gundam Wing was by far the worst out of all Gundam series.

    <Two Warrior Mecha are out on patrol duty near a large river. The cockpit door on the chest opens to reveal a Terran pilot. The Terran pilot gets out to take a drink, just when the other Mecha raises its weapons towards the trees.>

    Terran Pilot: "What is it?"

    Mecha Pilot: "Something on my Thermo-Optics. Not an animal, it's humanoid. Magnifying. It's, it's, Arctic_Wolf!"

    <Dramatic music starts and ends after Arctic_Wolf's name is heard. It looked ready to fire its Repeater Rifle, and the other pilot scrambled towards his Mecha as well.>

    Mecha Pilot: "Give us a good reason not to shoot you!"

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    Oooh oooh Ground RPG. My skrashers love ground RPGs!

    <Death's Advocate comes out of hyperspace right near Karmarama 14, outside of the apparant asteroid ring surrounding the planet. Dropship carriers also zip out as well. Aboard Death's Advocate...>

    SkrasherSmasher: Is this where the combat is coming from?

    AI: Yes sir. The combat seems to be taking place on the planet itself. It also seems a base on that planet is the goal of the assaulting force.

    SkrasherSmasher: Well then, lets fly in there.

    AI: Cannot comply. The asteroid field around the planet would cause too much damage to our ship.

    SkrasherSmasher: Ok then, activate planetary bombarment cannons.

    AI: Cannot comply, the missiles from our bombardment system each have a 98.763% chance of hitting an asteroid, leaving the planet unscarred.

    SkrasherSmasher: Ugh! Ok, fine. What can we do then?

    AI: I can tightbeam the troops down to the surface of the planet. Due to the high frequency though, they would be detected the moment they hit the ground.

    SkrasherSmasher: Do that, but let me get my combat armor and assault rifle, I'm going with them.

    <SkrasherSmasher and the SSFA are tightbeamed to the planet. They begin trudging through the swamp. Meanwhile..>

    Targ working comsensor: Sir! Heat signitures have just appeared 10 miles from here, its a large mass sir, and they're moving this way!
    "I stepped out, I did not step down."- Volrath The Fallen

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    Aboard ITS Dreadnaught EXPT-01-A

    Helm: Enteing System J-131-A-47. Acieving standard orbit, sir.

    Science: Sir! Detcecting a vessel bearing 101 Mark 314!

    Me: Red Alert. Bring weapons to bear. Open hailing frequencies.

    Comm: Open.

    Me: This is Admiral Davidg of the Targ Collective. You have entered our space. Leave immediatly or be destroyed. Davidg out.

    Comm signal the Centauri to deal with this, and have the troop ships begin landing their troops. Commander, you have the bridge.

    Commander: Aye.

    I step out of the bridge, into a trubolift, and go to the hanger bay. Their is a destroyer size craft there, and soliders, and techincians are boarding it. I walk over to the sleek craft, and enter. I go to its bridge, where Targ are working consoles.

    Ensign Insginificant: Admrial on deck!

    Me: At ease. Prepare for landing.

    Ensign Expendable: Yes sir!

    The destroyer leaves the hanger bay, and moves through the asteroids, with the landing craft, to the planet, where they are assembling in a grassy plain on the edge of a deep, blue lake.

    Me: Comm, have all units converge on coordaites 101, 246, and sgnal the ships in orbit to begin launching fighters, and bombers. have artillery begin long range bombardment of those coordanites.

    Comm: Aye.

    The many legions of troops, and tanks, begin marching through the jungle. Artlillery units open fire, using turbolasers to assult the GPF base.

    Me: Comm, signal the troops to cloak.

    The troops vanish, and heat blackers block themfrom heat sensors. Bomber, and fighters, streak down from the sky, keeping pace with the troops.

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    Uh, Davidg, you don't know the coordinates of the base yet. And you were the one who said it was hard and almost impossible to detect space-craft in orbit around the planet. I suggest you edit your post slightly.

    <It is beggining to become dusk soon...>

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    The Kunat exits the wormhole, flying at around 2500 miles, the ship begins the braking sequence, but, sadly, crash through the asteroid belt around the planet, ripping the hull to pieces. The main command was the only piece left, which flew into the main city on the planet.

    Me:Can someone open this damn sleeping pod?

    He keeps on hitting the pod, trying to gian someones attention before the ship becomes a nuclear bomb.

    Soldier Sir, where is your sleeping pod?

    Me: Right below you!!

    The soldier trys to pry it open, and is succesful 20 min. later.

    Me: What the hell happened to my ship? What a nice wake up call i say.

    Soldier We exited hyperspace at 00:53, going at around 2500 miles. We tried breaking, but we hit an asteroid belt around the main planet. It had ripped the whole ship apart except for the command module, which crashed into the main city on our planet.

    Me: Know anymore survivors or deaths?

    Soldier Well, most of the rest of the crew is dead nless they were on the command module. we have had 7 reported deaths in the command center, and 83 of it was severely injured.
    You had been unconscious for around 2 hours, as you can see you've hit your head on the door of your sleeping pod. Included in the deaths is assistant commander, Kunat.

    Me: So, this ship has been thrown around space for the past 2 hours and 30min., and we lost the second commander? This just isn't our day... Where's the exit to this ship now?

    Soldier We have found a exit, but it can crahs down any minute near it. If you try to get out there, be careful. Its down the main corridor, through the medical room, and down the hallway to the left. You'll see why we're calling it unstable.

    The commander leaves the soldier and starts on his way to the exit. Around him people are injured everywhere, and some had already died. Death was up to 11 now, and only the srong could survive the smell of blood. Entering the medical room, it seems that people were making ther chances trying to get of the ship. Many electrical shocks spouted out of the ceiling. No one had been in the medical room at that time, but there were blood prints all over the door to the 2 way corridor. Turning left, he saw the sunlight once more. The problem was the hallway was in shambles, since it was the closest to the main hull of the ship. The ship rumbled while he was going to th exit, and once out, the ship fell in on itself. Death toll now including rest of ship....1274. Outside, it was a very grim day, buildings crumbled in a path that the command ship left. No one dare get near the bomb that lay in the crater, ready to explode at any moment.

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    I don't think anyone else here has ever seen Gundam MS Team.

    ---Secondary sniper platform, infrontof whitewater river---

    <Arctic Wolf sat quietly a huge branch of a Marangoo tree drinking a flask of "hyper-cola". He rested his head on the trunk of the tree and iwthin moments was snoring contently. As thesky was dusking and the belt of asteroids were visible in the pinking sunlight a pair of patroling Mecha took theweightoff their feet and stopped by the river>

    Terran Mecha Pilot: Give us a good reason not to shoot you!

    <Arctic Wolf stirred, thinking someGPF hadcaughtagroup ofcowarding targs. A powerful laser leapt up through the tree scaring his right arm.>

    Arctic Wolf: You bastards! I'm on your side!

    <More lasers flew at him, jumping, ducking and dodging he evaded them all this time. Taking quick with the sniper he aimed at one of the pilots in the nearest mecha. Without time to take aim he fired. The shot blazed through the clear sleet-plast window that the pilots used to see out of, it missed the pilot but singed his hair. Arctic Wolf scrambled to a new position, the next shot pierced the pilot's left arm. By now the tree was on fire branches and leaves fell through making it difficult for Arctic Wolf to find stealthy spots.>

    Arctic Wolf: If you don't stop firing at your ally the next shot will go through your neck!

    <The mecha pilots ignored the threat and carried on baraging the tree. A shot screamed through the air and intothe neck of one of the mecha's pilots. It stopped dead. The other one continued their barage and suffered the same fate.>

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    Mechas don't have windows, they have at least three inches of Mythril Armour.

    Starwind:"It is you! Traitor!"

    <After a minute of free fall, a huge winged Mecha falls through the air onto the ground next to the Arctannian. Its one eye glowed red as it started firing the head mounted vulcan cannons.>

    Starwind:"You better have a good reason for me to miss every shot!"

    <Arctic_Wolf ran through the forest and hid behind a tree.>

    Starwind:"By the name of the GPF, you are a traitor to the Dragonians and must be punished!!!"

    <The mecha cut the tree that Arctic was hiding behind down with a slice of a Katana, he had also gotten the top of his weapon. It raised its weapon, and got a hold of Arctic's clothing when it came down. He couldn't escape, and he had better have a good explination as to why he has changed alignment before the Mecha fires again.>

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    Me: Ok everyone, we have amde a crash land into the capitol of Karmaramtaku, our home planet. Our ship is severely damaged and we will not be able to lift off for probably a year... We have had many power surges coming out of the jungles in sector 14. We need to stop them before they get here. First thing is we'll send a diplomat. If they refuse to get the hell off our planet, we'll send our bombers and metal5820 test robots(the metal5820 is a robot, much like mechas, but have the ability to use a jet boost. They are equipped with 2 heavy laser cannons, one on each shoulder, 6 rocket launchers, and a duel katana sword for melee situations.). We'll use all 150 test prototypes if they refuse. Ready all bombers and get the pilots for the meatals on standby.

    The army goes to yellow alert, getting to all defense stations, and readying all the troops for anything.

    Me: I'm going to be the diplomat, right now all i need is a dropship with minor defense systems and to carry 10 bodyguards incase something goes wrong.

    The troops get 2 dropship pilots, load em up with weapons, and launch into sector one, to get all the way to sector 14 on the other side ofthe planet.

    In the dropship.

    Me: ok troops, once we touch down, we might be bombarded with weaponry. We're going to try to make a deal, but first i must contact them with a radio communications.

    I get a radio from the cargo and call the sector 14 radio tower
    *Communication tower, we request permission to land in sector 14 to work out a deal with you to get off our planet. do you allow?*

    They reply with a Karmaraman screaming than sudden silence after a laser shot, and the line gets cut.

    Me: Holy cripes... Pilot maneuver us through this field back to home base. we are at war now, radio for troops to be readied and get the metal5820 prototypes on route to sector 14! Load pilots with acid and metal debris bombs. We're going to give them all we got. Also contact the GPF to see what the hell they are doing!

    The pilot turns back and trys contacting the GPF

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    First of all, Karmarama 14 is NOT the Karmarama homeworld, Bomber777, it is a lightly pouplated outpost siezed by the Targ. I think you all are misunderstanding the sensor distrubances on this planet. The asteriods frequently impact on the planet, and a lightly shielded craft whould look like an asteroid to sensors. The asteroids only mask ships in orbit, or ones that are landing. The planet's poles create severe magnetic distortions in the immediate vicinity of them, allowing large ships to hide over the poles, in a 100 km circle. They whould not mask bases or anything else, anywhere else on the planet, and even if they did, ships in orbit could visually find the base. It is immposible to locate ships in orbit from the planet, ships in orbit whould have no dificulty targeting ships, but the asteroids whould make it hard to distinguish bettween ships and asteroids from the planet, if they are lightly sheilded. So, in summary: Lighly shielded, small craft in planetary orbit can be mistaken for asteroids, and large ships can hide over the planet's poles.


    Aboard ITS Dreadnaught.

    Comm: The ground forces report heavy resistance on the planet, but they are making some progress.

    Me: Tell the ships to begin destroying the asteroids in our immediate firing path, so we can have a clear shot at the GPF base.

    Science: That could take weeks!

    Me: Well we should get started then.

    Tactical: Charges ready, Admiral.

    Me: Fire.

    Dreadnaught, and the Targ battle crusiers begin fireing charges into the asteroid belt, vaporizing asteroids. They begin to clear a path, to allow Dreadnuaght a clear firing path.

    Science: Estimate time to firing range, 10 days, 1 hour, 21 minutes.

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    Thumbs Down Isn't it a bit too early to send a large army, Davidg? And no Spaceship weapons!

    <Just as Colonel Starwind was about to shoot Arctic_Wolf, a message came in.>

    Com Officer: "Sir, the Targs are attacking, don't worry though. It will take them two more hours to get to the base, and the artillery is slowing them down."

    Starwind: "Good, commince operations."

    Com Officer: "Yes sir!"

    <As the people on the ground were plotting, the Dreadnaught started loosing altitude.>

    Targ Officer: "Sir! We are rapidly loosing altitude! It appears something hit one of our reactors. Wait, another one just went out!"

    Davidg: "Don't our shields protect against asteroid!?"

    Targ Officer: "Their large enough to go through it, it seems. We must prepare for a crash landing soon, the ship will survive, but it will need repairing for a month or two."

    <The Dreadnaugh steadily started to heat up as it dropped into the atmosphere, slowly but surely. the other ships were suffering greater fates, they had already fallen in the atmosphere. Little did they know these were not the cause of asteroids, but the planet's unusual magnetic field. The repulser-lifts would occasionally fail completely if there was no soliding shield between them and the planet. Such as an asteroid. On the planet, the Targ troops fall back under heavy artillery to the base. It seems that a direct attack against Mecha was unwise.>

    Targ Commander: "All units, even the troopers, retreat! We must rethink our plan!"

    Davidg: "I did not give that order!"

    Targ Commander: "We've already lost many of our troops from traps, and the Hover-Tanks are having trouble cooling their engines. It's much too early for an attack, sir."

    <The Commander was right. The many cloaked troopers had died in clever traps. Such as a simple hole in the ground or trip-wires. The rain-forest was an excellent exterior for hidden traps. The many Hover-Tanks and Artillery Vehicles could not cool their engines and reactors, many overheated in the Jungle heat before they had time to turn them off. It seems as if the GPF had time to prepare. As soon as the Targ troops retreated, many of their Artillery Mecha took sniping positions.>

    Starwind: "Order all troops to shoot the Targ on sight! I want the Terra-Warrior Mecha to destroy the Targ Fighter screen, pronto!"

    <The Terra-Warrior Mecha Pilots did as they were told, and the Targ fighters quickly retreated.>

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    Ok.... So let me get this straight. I took a wrong wormhole, crashed into our own planet, which didn't even have ANY danger on it, and most crew died for no reason.... i think the karmaramans are not going to be happy with me....

    Bomber is right now being taken to Karmara Jail, where his fate will be decided for his charges of: Murder, Vandalism, A fine of 10,000,000,000 C, and a whole lot more.

    In jail cell awaiting trial...

    Me: Ok, serious trouble, probably gonna be on death row,.... what to do.... One big fine to pay and i don't even have that kind of money...... oh boy..... Don't think of treaties with the enemy.... Or should i do that......

    Reaches in pocket and opens a box with a small moris code sender

    Me: Death or treaty..... Lets see...

    Starts sending out a code: SOS-Will-Pay-To-Get-Busted-Out-Of-Jail-On-Karmarama-Planet and presses transmit.

    Me: I hope this code gets to someone... in time

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    <Just as Colonel Starwind turned his attension back to Arctic Wolf, he was gone a small paper note was pinned to the pincer of the Mecha>

    Colonel Starwind: What the devil! Listen boys, it says;

    Dear Col. Starwind,

    As much as I enjoy these little war games you play with the Targs it is quite clear that you don't want me to play. I'm going home.

    Yours unhappily,
    Arctic Wolf.

    <While the Colonel had been distracted a lone targ tank had disobayed orders in order to take this great opertunity. It aimed and fired at Starwind. The mecha, unprepared for such a devestating direct hit, exploded. Ammo, Laser Katanas, and Molten Mythril rained down on the scene like hellfire. The bulk of Starwind's mecha crashed through the trees onto the targ hover tank. The other mechas escaped with only minor damage though a huge forest fire was sweeping uncontrolled through the rain forests. The GPF couldn't care less about the fire and instead spent all their extra water onafabulous service for the late ColonelStarwind.>

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    <Somewhere in deep space...>

    Com Officer: "So you see, Arctic_Wolf has switched sides, again sir."

    Admiral Noryhg: "I see. I want him alive, at all costs however. We must get Dracoraptor back. Helm, move the Tibbac to Arctannia. We will negotiate a truce."

    Helm Officer: "Yes sir!"

    <Back at the now dieing battle, new dropships land, as well as a very large and exspensive shuttle-craft. A officer comes to greet several PSI-Corps Members.>

    Officer: "The last we saw him, he was by the river."

    PSI-Corps Commander: "I see, I will speak to him."

    <The PSI-Corps Commander closed his eyes and spoke into Arctic_Wolf's mind.>

    PSI-Corps Commander: "You have two things we want Arctannian. One, is a very important Terran child that was last seen on the Vallient II. The second, is how to get Dracoraptor and the Masaki back in this dimensional plane. We hope you agree to our requests..."

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    Arctic Wolf: Who are you?

    Psi-Corps: A Dragonian Psi-Corps commander.

    Arctic Wolf:Ah, I see. What did you want again?

    Psi-Corps: You have two things we want. One, is a very important Terran child that was last seen on the Vallient II. The second, is how to get Dracoraptor and the Masaki back in this dimensional plane. We hope you agree to our requests.

    Arctic Wolf: Well there are many Terran Families onboard the Vallient II, most also have children. Maybe if you give me her name and heat signiture we can find her. If she is on the ship.

    Psi-Corps: Why are you so cooperative lately?

    Arctic Wolf: I've always been cooperative. Thats what Allies are for right?

    Psi-Corps: Only 8 months ago you tried to destory the Orion Project.

    Arctic Wolf: The what now?

    Psi-Corps: Hmmm, whats the last thing you remember?

    Arctic Wolf: Erm...being on Exitium talking with Ghyron. Then I woke up in the Medi-Decks this morning. Everyone says i was found floating through space.

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    ---The Karmarama Karma-breakers Jail--

    *Bomber777 sits sullenly in his barren KarmaGood-Holding-Cell. He hears a rustle and a click from one of the corners. Nothing is there. Another rustle, somewhere else. Again, nothing. With a start, a figure in a torn grey cloak appears.*

    Bomber777: I, uh...

    Ghyron: Silence, inferior lifeform. You called for a jailbreak? And you say you will pay? Hrmmmm. It is not my custom to help inferior lifeforms, but my lackie clone just met an unfortuanate end... good help is hard to find in the Villian business. Very well, you are my lackie, from now on-

    Bomber777: But-

    Ghyron: Silence, lackie. From now on, I shall address you as Lackie, and you will obey my every order, to the letter.

    Bomber777: Well-

    Ghyron: Minotaur, return us to the ship.

    *With a flash of light, Ghyron and his new lackie return to Ghyron's Evil Ship of Doom.*

    Ghyron: Good good, make yourself at home in the lackies pantry, just make sure not to step on any of the skeletons.
    Thank you for your cooperation, your resident villain:

  24. #24
    Me: Um... Nice.. ship?

    Starts stumbling around all the skeletons. He finnaly makes his way to a chair, all bent and broken, and sits down, awaiting some kind of order from his new boss.

    Me: No what i thought of as a way of getting out of jail, but its better than dieing by a Calyon Plant which eats me up... Oh well...

  25. #25
    ---Ghyron's Evil Ship of Doom---

    Ghyron: Lackie, take us into the nearby asteroid field, make sure no-one detects the ship. Then, make sure the Krakakakakio has been fed. He is in the lower cargo bay, and gets very vicious when underfed. I have work to do, so don't disturb me.
    Thank you for your cooperation, your resident villain:

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