SRoss wrote:The Exploration Section of the Gate Terminal is built like the reverse of a Fortress. Rather then keep someone out, its built to keep things in. Its also built well away from civilian population centers. Except for MHS# 69, which for reasons the UEsG refuses to go into detail about, was built only a block away...
"Wait! Hold it! 'School Zone: Slow Down"...okay, slow down the dimensional invasion! Let's have a nice, orderly, by the law planetary massacre here!"
Dimensional Invader - Famous Last Words
"Alright men! We'll occupy this school and take the staff and students hostage."
"Alright men! We'll occupy this school and take the staff and students hostage."
"Hmmmm...ypung humans...tasty treats before we start on the main course!"
"We'll disguise ourselves as teachers and other figures of authority...use the school as our base of operations..begin the breeding operation there...it is the perfect plan..."
"We corrupt their children into our obedient slaves! Mwahahahahahaahhahahahahah!!!"
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
SRoss wrote:The Exploration Section of the Gate Terminal is built like the reverse of a Fortress. Rather then keep someone out, its built to keep things in. Its also built well away from civilian population centers. Except for MHS# 69, which for reasons the UEsG refuses to go into detail about, was built only a block away...
Well, MHS#69 should be able to handle most of what manages to get through the Gate defenses.
taalismn wrote:
SRoss wrote:The Exploration Section of the Gate Terminal is built like the reverse of a Fortress. Rather then keep someone out, its built to keep things in. Its also built well away from civilian population centers. Except for MHS# 69, which for reasons the UEsG refuses to go into detail about, was built only a block away...
"Wait! Hold it! 'School Zone: Slow Down"...okay, slow down the dimensional invasion! Let's have a nice, orderly, by the law planetary massacre here!"
SRoss wrote:
taalismn wrote:
SRoss wrote:The Exploration Section of the Gate Terminal is built like the reverse of a Fortress. Rather then keep someone out, its built to keep things in. Its also built well away from civilian population centers. Except for MHS# 69, which for reasons the UEsG refuses to go into detail about, was built only a block away...
"Wait! Hold it! 'School Zone: Slow Down"...okay, slow down the dimensional invasion! Let's have a nice, orderly, by the law planetary massacre here!"
Dimensional Invader - Famous Last Words
"Alright men! We'll occupy this school and take the staff and students hostage."
taalismn wrote:
SRoss wrote:[
Dimensional Invader - Famous Last Words
"Alright men! We'll occupy this school and take the staff and students hostage."
"Hmmmm...ypung humans...tasty treats before we start on the main course!"
"We'll disguise ourselves as teachers and other figures of authority...use the school as our base of operations..begin the breeding operation there...it is the perfect plan..."
"We corrupt their children into our obedient slaves! Mwahahahahahaahhahahahahah!!!"
5 min. latter you hear a girly scream of "MOMMYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY" then silence.
SRoss wrote:Cut To:
Staff & Students: (Eagerly watching the invaders approach)
"Send more invaders." "Huh? Who are you?! What are you doing on this communications band?"
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:"Send more invaders." "Huh? Who are you?! What are you doing on this communications band?"
Annie: (Wearing a gas mask and a Girl Guide uniform) "Are you my mommy?"
"Eeeeek!!! The prophacide one! Flee!!!"
Do you mean prophesied?
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
"Besides, we can force your compliance." "No, you can't." "Please, hiding your real body inside your ragna-mail? Nice trick, but there are more than a few operatives of ours who can make themselves effectively invisible to robotic sensors-" (cut to several cyberknights and aug'ed commandos in sneaksuits dropping in on the backside of the Ragna-Mail Hysterica floating in some no-space) "-made it easy to #### with your root-self. Plant demolition limpets. Scan your hardware-" "-you WOULDN'T!" "Oh yes, we would, MAURICE." "-what?!" "'Embryo'. M. Bryo. Doctor Maurice Bryo. Since you transformed yourself into a machine, we could read you like a e-book, once we hacked you." "...oh shi-" "Kinda hard to be a god when all your secrets are downloadable for viewing, ain't it?"
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:"Send more invaders." "Huh? Who are you?! What are you doing on this communications band?"
Annie: (Wearing a gas mask and a Girl Guide uniform) "Are you my mommy?"
"Eeeeek!!! The prophacide one! Flee!!!"
Chronicler: "Wow, I can not believed that worked. Never took you for a whovian."
Annie:
Annie: "Yeah, you should see my collection of Adipose."
Chronicler: "Yeah I've got one of the plush dolls too."
Annie: "Plush doll?"
That came out of left field for him.
SRoss wrote:
RIGHT THIS MOMENT!
In a pocket prison dimension...
Embryo: "What do you mean I'm being sued by the Anti-Monitor!!!"
wyrmraker wrote:
SRoss wrote:
RIGHT THIS MOMENT!
In a pocket prison dimension...
Embryo: "What do you mean I'm being sued by the Anti-Monitor!!!"
Darkraven: "Well, duhhhhh. Interdimensional copyright infringement is actionable, you little b***h. And trust me, with us you ARE a b***h."
taalismn wrote:"Besides, we can force your compliance." "No, you can't." "Please, hiding your real body inside your ragna-mail? Nice trick, but there are more than a few operatives of ours who can make themselves effectively invisible to robotic sensors-" (cut to several cyberknights and aug'ed commandos in sneaksuits dropping in on the backside of the Ragna-Mail Hysterica floating in some no-space) "-made it easy to #### with your root-self. Plant demolition limpets. Scan your hardware-" "-you WOULDN'T!" "Oh yes, we would, MAURICE." "-what?!" "'Embryo'. M. Bryo. Doctor Maurice Bryo. Since you transformed yourself into a machine, we could read you like a e-book, once we hacked you." "...oh shi-" "Kinda hard to be a god when all your secrets are downloadable for viewing, ain't it?"
Yeah, he's owned. Well, people with pretentious single names tend to be hiding things. And Cyberknights have that whole 'can confuse artificial sensors' going for them. They're PERFECT for taking louts like him down, provided they're not above some ninja work. .
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:Yeah, he's owned. Well, people with pretentious single names tend to be hiding things. And Cyberknights have that whole 'can confuse artificial sensors' going for them. They're PERFECT for taking louts like him down, provided they're not above some ninja work. .
"Youi know, Jill, you could have saved yourself an agonizing tragic gut-shot death if you'd worn some REAL body armor...." "Then he would have gone for a headshot." "That's what proper helmets are for."
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:"You know, Jill, you could have saved yourself an agonizing tragic gut-shot death if you'd worn some REAL body armor...." "Then he would have gone for a headshot." "That's what proper helmets are for."
"Yeah, but would I have looked this smoking hot?"
"Soooo ... Your looking for something in our MDC bikini line. Well, now the Praxians are back in official cannon, I think we can work something out."
taalismn wrote:"Youi know, Jill, you could have saved yourself an agonizing tragic gut-shot death if you'd worn some REAL body armor...." "Then he would have gone for a headshot." "That's what proper helmets are for."
SRoss wrote:
taalismn wrote:"You know, Jill, you could have saved yourself an agonizing tragic gut-shot death if you'd worn some REAL body armor...." "Then he would have gone for a headshot." "That's what proper helmets are for."
"Yeah, but would I have looked this smoking hot?"
"Soooo ... Your looking for something in our MDC bikini line. Well, now the Praxians are back in official cannon, I think we can work something out."
Alpha 11 wrote:[ Sorry, but I would rather live then look hot.
...and have at least pants able to stop a snake bite.
"As much as I like looking at you dressed like that, Ange, if you're going to wander in the jungle while I'm tied up, at least take one of my pairs of pants. Preferably the ones with the kevlar linings."---Tusk(if he was a Snark Knight, rather than Socially Inept Yutz)
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
SRoss wrote:"Yeah, but would I have looked this smoking hot?"
"Soooo ... Your looking for something in our MDC bikini line. Well, now the Praxians are back in official cannon, I think we can work something out."
Sorry, but I would rather live then look hot.
"Dude, Red Sonja's outfit would be more protection then what she had..."
Wow..., then that's not a lot at all...
taalismn wrote:
Alpha 11 wrote:[ Sorry, but I would rather live then look hot.
...and have at least pants able to stop a snake bite.
"As much as I like looking at you dressed like that, Ange, if you're going to wander in the jungle while I'm tied up, at least take one of my pairs of pants. Preferably the ones with the kevlar linings."---Tusk(if he was a Snark Knight, rather than Socially Inept Yutz)
Alpha 11 wrote:[ Sorry, but I would rather live then look hot.
...and have at least pants able to stop a snake bite.
"As much as I like looking at you dressed like that, Ange, if you're going to wander in the jungle while I'm tied up, at least take one of my pairs of pants. Preferably the ones with the kevlar linings."---Tusk(if he was a Snark Knight, rather than Socially Inept Yutz)
SRoss: "Oh I'm sure given time we can come up with something at once protective and at the same time exploitive..."
The door bell buzzes...
Setsuna: "Chinese delivery."
Taalismn: "I wouldn't open that if I were you."
SRoss: (Looking at the camera displaying a force of 50,000 Setsunas, some of whom stopped by Alicia's for weapons before showing up) "Dayam! Nova really DID have the address of our secret headquarters."
Alpha 11 wrote:[ Sorry, but I would rather live then look hot.
...and have at least pants able to stop a snake bite.
"As much as I like looking at you dressed like that, Ange, if you're going to wander in the jungle while I'm tied up, at least take one of my pairs of pants. Preferably the ones with the kevlar linings."---Tusk(if he was a Snark Knight, rather than Socially Inept Yutz)
SRoss: "Oh I'm sure given time we can come up with something at once protective and at the same time exploitive..."
The door bell buzzes...
Setsuna: "Chinese delivery."
Taalismn: "I wouldn't open that if I were you."
SRoss: (Looking at the camera displaying a force of 50,000 Setsunas, some of whom stopped by Alicia's for weapons before showing up) "Dayam! Nova really DID have the address of our secret headquarters."
Other Moments When Tusk Could Have Gained Snark Points:
To Embryo: "So...you believe in leaving a good-looking corpse? Too bad, because that outfit completely blows the effect."
DragonGirl: "Men are so CUTE!" Tusk: "...so much for my carefully crafted aura of male mystique...."
To Ange: "Fireproof aftershave...and shrapnel-proof underwear. Secrets to a long life."
Maggie: "So the knight's brat survived." Tusk: "Happy to see you still kicking, too, old bat."
To Ange: "My future plans? Please, I don't have any red shirts, what makes you think I'm going to trip THAT flag?"(this would be occasioned by every other character giving him a 'what the heck is he talking about?' stare).
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
Alpha 11 wrote:[ Sorry, but I would rather live then look hot.
...and have at least pants able to stop a snake bite.
"As much as I like looking at you dressed like that, Ange, if you're going to wander in the jungle while I'm tied up, at least take one of my pairs of pants. Preferably the ones with the kevlar linings."---Tusk(if he was a Snark Knight, rather than Socially Inept Yutz)
SRoss: "Oh I'm sure given time we can come up with something at once protective and at the same time exploitive..."
The door bell buzzes...
Setsuna: "Chinese delivery."
Taalismn: "I wouldn't open that if I were you."
SRoss: (Looking at the camera displaying a force of 50,000 Setsunas, some of whom stopped by Alicia's for weapons before showing up) "Dayam! Nova really DID have the address of our secret headquarters."
SRoss wrote:"Of course we all know what the ULTIMATE armour is."
Arnie100 wrote:
SRoss wrote:
taalismn wrote:
Alpha 11 wrote:[ Sorry, but I would rather live then look hot.
...and have at least pants able to stop a snake bite.
"As much as I like looking at you dressed like that, Ange, if you're going to wander in the jungle while I'm tied up, at least take one of my pairs of pants. Preferably the ones with the kevlar linings."---Tusk(if he was a Snark Knight, rather than Socially Inept Yutz)
SRoss: "Oh I'm sure given time we can come up with something at once protective and at the same time exploitive..."
The door bell buzzes...
Setsuna: "Chinese delivery."
Taalismn: "I wouldn't open that if I were you."
SRoss: (Looking at the camera displaying a force of 50,000 Setsunas, some of whom stopped by Alicia's for weapons before showing up) "Dayam! Nova really DID have the address of our secret headquarters."
taalismn wrote:Other Moments When Tusk Could Have Gained Snark Points:
To Embryo: "So...you believe in leaving a good-looking corpse? Too bad, because that outfit completely blows the effect."
DragonGirl: "Men are so CUTE!" Tusk: "...so much for my carefully crafted aura of male mystique...."
To Ange: "Fireproof aftershave...and shrapnel-proof underwear. Secrets to a long life."
Maggie: "So the knight's brat survived." Tusk: "Happy to see you still kicking, too, old bat."
To Ange: "My future plans? Please, I don't have any red shirts, what makes you think I'm going to trip THAT flag?"(this would be occasioned by every other character giving him a 'what the heck is he talking about?' stare).
Tusk: "Please, I didn't learn my fieldcraft living in the wilderness reading 'Badassery for Dummies'." (Everybody gets this pondering look of 'okay, how DID he learn all that by himself?' when he doesn't volunteer any further information)
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:Tusk: "Please, I didn't learn my fieldcraft living in the wilderness reading 'Badassery for Dummies'." (Everybody gets this pondering look of 'okay, how DID he learn all that by himself' when he doesn't volunteer any further information)
Flashback
Child Tusk: "Gee mr. Rand, this fishing sure is fun."
taalismn wrote:Tusk: "Please, I didn't learn my fieldcraft living in the wilderness reading 'Badassery for Dummies'." (Everybody gets this pondering look of 'okay, how DID he learn all that by himself' when he doesn't volunteer any further information)
SRoss wrote:
taalismn wrote:Tusk: "Please, I didn't learn my fieldcraft living in the wilderness reading 'Badassery for Dummies'." (Everybody gets this pondering look of 'okay, how DID he learn all that by himself' when he doesn't volunteer any further information)
Flashback
Child Tusk: "Gee mr. Rand, this fishing sure is fun."
Well, at least we know now. Though that does bring up another question. How did Rand get there?
taalismn wrote:Tusk: "Please, I didn't learn my fieldcraft living in the wilderness reading 'Badassery for Dummies'." (Everybody gets this pondering look of 'okay, how DID he learn all that by himself' when he doesn't volunteer any further information)
Flashback
Child Tusk: "Gee mr. Rand, this fishing sure is fun."
Well, at least we know now. Though that does bring up another question. How did Rand get there?
Child Tusk: "Gee, Mister Ranma, martial arts sure is FUN!" Ranma: "Yes, it is, but please bear in mind that a martial artist's path is hard and difficult...and frequently lined with violent hair-trigger-tempered women."
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
One of the Dimensional Knocker project heads had recommended Darkraven for this scouting run. Initial probes had indicated early 21st century technology levels, but according to the readings, it was an Earth that listed quite highly on the Magical Index. Therefore a specialist was called for. Sadly, their list of specialists in interdimensional mysticism was extremely short. Namely, they had four throughout the entire UEsG that were also rated for scouting to determine First Contact parameters.
Darkraven had gone through the portal two weeks prior, and while his beacon's signal was strong, the time dilation difference made that reading a little unreliable. At least he had taken measures to guarantee that the UEsG would get his scouting data, even in the event of his sudden termination.
Suddenly the portal fired to life with the distinctive blue flare of Darkraven's opening of it. Out stepped a figure wearing a pink dress with white trim, stockings with garters, the front tied in a criss-cross pattern that would have been quite revealing on a woman with a good figure.
Unfortunately for the techs on the dimensional dock, Darkraven was just angry at being in the frilly, short dress. One of the techs snarked out, "Man, I didn't know you changed your fashion! If you're trying to bring back kilts, you're doing it wrong!"
Before anyone could laugh, the man was laid out unconscious by the flat of a chainsaw blade. Darkraven stalked off, grinding his teerth, as he knew his quarters were on the far end of the base from the dock.
"Shouldn't have insulted that Ludicrous Mage. Most other magic users would try to maim or kill you; Ludicrous Mages, well, count yourself lucky if they ONLY aim to kill you, because they really want to destroy you, they'll HUMILIATE you. Sometimes, it's kinder to just put a man down than to destroy his reputation." Darkraven: "My reputation is NOT destroyed. Only bruised."
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
wyrmraker wrote:One of the Dimensional Knocker project heads had recommended Darkraven for this scouting run. Initial probes had indicated early 21st century technology levels, but according to the readings, it was an Earth that listed quite highly on the Magical Index. Therefore a specialist was called for. Sadly, their list of specialists in interdimensional mysticism was extremely short. Namely, they had four throughout the entire UEsG that were also rated for scouting to determine First Contact parameters.
Darkraven had gone through the portal two weeks prior, and while his beacon's signal was strong, the time dilation difference made that reading a little unreliable. At least he had taken measures to guarantee that the UEsG would get his scouting data, even in the event of his sudden termination.
Suddenly the portal fired to life with the distinctive blue flare of Darkraven's opening of it. Out stepped a figure wearing a pink dress with white trim, stockings with garters, the front tied in a criss-cross pattern that would have been quite revealing on a woman with a good figure.
Unfortunately for the techs on the dimensional dock, Darkraven was just angry at being in the frilly, short dress. One of the techs snarked out, "Man, I didn't know you changed your fashion! If you're trying to bring back kilts, you're doing it wrong!"
Before anyone could laugh, the man was laid out unconscious by the flat of a chainsaw blade. Darkraven stalked off, grinding his teeth, as he knew his quarters were on the far end of the base from the dock.
SRoss wrote:Child Tusk: "Gee, I really hope I'm as popular with girls as you are when I grow up!"
Tenchi: (Slogging back another bourbon with a Flower of Life chaser) "No you don't. Trust me on that kid..."
Child Tusk: "Gee, Mister Max, I hope to be as popular as you when I grow up!" Max Rockatansky: "No you don't, kid, it's lonely being the person everybody is after. Find yourself something or someone to believe in and fight tooth and nail for them and never look back."
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
SRoss wrote:Child Tusk: "Oh, that roast Kyubey, isn't sitting well."
Well...ain't you the damned soul now, kid....
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
wyrmraker wrote:One of the Dimensional Knocker project heads had recommended Darkraven for this scouting run. Initial probes had indicated early 21st century technology levels, but according to the readings, it was an Earth that listed quite highly on the Magical Index. Therefore a specialist was called for. Sadly, their list of specialists in interdimensional mysticism was extremely short. Namely, they had four throughout the entire UEsG that were also rated for scouting to determine First Contact parameters.
Darkraven had gone through the portal two weeks prior, and while his beacon's signal was strong, the time dilation difference made that reading a little unreliable. At least he had taken measures to guarantee that the UEsG would get his scouting data, even in the event of his sudden termination.
Suddenly the portal fired to life with the distinctive blue flare of Darkraven's opening of it. Out stepped a figure wearing a pink dress with white trim, stockings with garters, the front tied in a criss-cross pattern that would have been quite revealing on a woman with a good figure.
Unfortunately for the techs on the dimensional dock, Darkraven was just angry at being in the frilly, short dress. One of the techs snarked out, "Man, I didn't know you changed your fashion! If you're trying to bring back kilts, you're doing it wrong!"
Before anyone could laugh, the man was laid out unconscious by the flat of a chainsaw blade. Darkraven stalked off, grinding his teeth, as he knew his quarters were on the far end of the base from the dock.
At least he didn't get turned into a zombie...
Yuuup. As if becoming a Magical Garment Girl wasn't bad enough...
wyrmraker wrote:[Yuuup. As if becoming a Magical Garment Girl wasn't bad enough...
The armored panties PINCH something awful in the front.....
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
Remember; the hair ribbons just give opponents something else to grab and PULL on.
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"Trouble rather the Tiger in his Lair,
Than the Sage among his Books,
For all the Empires and Kingdoms,
The Armies and Works that you hold Dear,
Are to him but the Playthings of the Moment,
To be turned over with the Flick of a Finger,
And the Turning of a Page"
taalismn wrote:Remember; the hair ribbons just give opponents something else to grab and PULL on.
And that is just one of many, many reasons why he came back not in the mood to be heckled. It was either slap a dude unconscious with the flat of Mistletane, or open his mouth, begin swearing in a dozen different tongues, and wait from people to pass out due to the sheer offensiveness of his language. He might get reprimanded (lightly) for popping a tech, but the language would get him demoted. Again.
taalismn wrote:Tusk: "Please, I didn't learn my fieldcraft living in the wilderness reading 'Badassery for Dummies'." (Everybody gets this pondering look of 'okay, how DID he learn all that by himself' when he doesn't volunteer any further information)
Flashback
Child Tusk: "Gee mr. Rand, this fishing sure is fun."
Well, at least we know now. Though that does bring up another question. How did Rand get there?
Rand: Wrong turn in a Gen-pit
That's some wrong turn!
wyrmraker wrote:One of the Dimensional Knocker project heads had recommended Darkraven for this scouting run. Initial probes had indicated early 21st century technology levels, but according to the readings, it was an Earth that listed quite highly on the Magical Index. Therefore a specialist was called for. Sadly, their list of specialists in interdimensional mysticism was extremely short. Namely, they had four throughout the entire UEsG that were also rated for scouting to determine First Contact parameters.
Darkraven had gone through the portal two weeks prior, and while his beacon's signal was strong, the time dilation difference made that reading a little unreliable. At least he had taken measures to guarantee that the UEsG would get his scouting data, even in the event of his sudden termination.
Suddenly the portal fired to life with the distinctive blue flare of Darkraven's opening of it. Out stepped a figure wearing a pink dress with white trim, stockings with garters, the front tied in a criss-cross pattern that would have been quite revealing on a woman with a good figure.
Unfortunately for the techs on the dimensional dock, Darkraven was just angry at being in the frilly, short dress. One of the techs snarked out, "Man, I didn't know you changed your fashion! If you're trying to bring back kilts, you're doing it wrong!"
Before anyone could laugh, the man was laid out unconscious by the flat of a chainsaw blade. Darkraven stalked off, grinding his teerth, as he knew his quarters were on the far end of the base from the dock.
I think I know which anime it is, just don't remember its name.
SRoss wrote:Child Tusk: "Gee, I really hope I'm as popular with girls as you are when I grow up!"
Tenchi: (Slogging back another bourbon with a Flower of Life chaser) "No you don't. Trust me on that kid..."
taalismn wrote:"Shouldn't have insulted that Ludicrous Mage. Most other magic users would try to maim or kill you; Ludicrous Mages, well, count yourself lucky if they ONLY aim to kill you, because they really want to destroy you, they'll HUMILIATE you. Sometimes, it's kinder to just put a man down than to destroy his reputation." Darkraven: "My reputation is NOT destroyed. Only bruised."
SRoss wrote:
wyrmraker wrote:One of the Dimensional Knocker project heads had recommended Darkraven for this scouting run. Initial probes had indicated early 21st century technology levels, but according to the readings, it was an Earth that listed quite highly on the Magical Index. Therefore a specialist was called for. Sadly, their list of specialists in interdimensional mysticism was extremely short. Namely, they had four throughout the entire UEsG that were also rated for scouting to determine First Contact parameters.
Darkraven had gone through the portal two weeks prior, and while his beacon's signal was strong, the time dilation difference made that reading a little unreliable. At least he had taken measures to guarantee that the UEsG would get his scouting data, even in the event of his sudden termination.
Suddenly the portal fired to life with the distinctive blue flare of Darkraven's opening of it. Out stepped a figure wearing a pink dress with white trim, stockings with garters, the front tied in a criss-cross pattern that would have been quite revealing on a woman with a good figure.
Unfortunately for the techs on the dimensional dock, Darkraven was just angry at being in the frilly, short dress. One of the techs snarked out, "Man, I didn't know you changed your fashion! If you're trying to bring back kilts, you're doing it wrong!"
Before anyone could laugh, the man was laid out unconscious by the flat of a chainsaw blade. Darkraven stalked off, grinding his teeth, as he knew his quarters were on the far end of the base from the dock.
At least he didn't get turned into a zombie...
Agree!
taalismn wrote:
SRoss wrote:Child Tusk: "Gee, I really hope I'm as popular with girls as you are when I grow up!"
Tenchi: (Slogging back another bourbon with a Flower of Life chaser) "No you don't. Trust me on that kid..."
Child Tusk: "Gee, Mister Max, I hope to be as popular as you when I grow up!" Max Rockatansky: "No you don't, kid, it's lonely being the person everybody is after. Find yourself something or someone to believe in and fight tooth and nail for them and never look back."
SRoss wrote:Child Tusk: "Oh, that roast Kyubey, isn't sitting well."
taalismn wrote:
SRoss wrote:Child Tusk: "Oh, that roast Kyubey, isn't sitting well."
Well...ain't you the damned soul now, kid....
wyrmraker wrote:
SRoss wrote:
wyrmraker wrote:One of the Dimensional Knocker project heads had recommended Darkraven for this scouting run. Initial probes had indicated early 21st century technology levels, but according to the readings, it was an Earth that listed quite highly on the Magical Index. Therefore a specialist was called for. Sadly, their list of specialists in interdimensional mysticism was extremely short. Namely, they had four throughout the entire UEsG that were also rated for scouting to determine First Contact parameters.
Darkraven had gone through the portal two weeks prior, and while his beacon's signal was strong, the time dilation difference made that reading a little unreliable. At least he had taken measures to guarantee that the UEsG would get his scouting data, even in the event of his sudden termination.
Suddenly the portal fired to life with the distinctive blue flare of Darkraven's opening of it. Out stepped a figure wearing a pink dress with white trim, stockings with garters, the front tied in a criss-cross pattern that would have been quite revealing on a woman with a good figure.
Unfortunately for the techs on the dimensional dock, Darkraven was just angry at being in the frilly, short dress. One of the techs snarked out, "Man, I didn't know you changed your fashion! If you're trying to bring back kilts, you're doing it wrong!"
Before anyone could laugh, the man was laid out unconscious by the flat of a chainsaw blade. Darkraven stalked off, grinding his teeth, as he knew his quarters were on the far end of the base from the dock.
At least he didn't get turned into a zombie...
Yuuup. As if becoming a Magical Garment Girl wasn't bad enough...
I guess it could have been worse.
taalismn wrote:
wyrmraker wrote:[Yuuup. As if becoming a Magical Garment Girl wasn't bad enough...
The armored panties PINCH something awful in the front.....
wyrmraker wrote:
taalismn wrote:
wyrmraker wrote:[Yuuup. As if becoming a Magical Garment Girl wasn't bad enough...
The armored panties PINCH something awful in the front.....
True, but the occasional wedgie is WAY worse. Especially when the ribbons start grinding in.
taalismn wrote:Remember; the hair ribbons just give opponents something else to grab and PULL on.
True.
wyrmraker wrote:
taalismn wrote:Remember; the hair ribbons just give opponents something else to grab and PULL on.
And that is just one of many, many reasons why he came back not in the mood to be heckled. It was either slap a dude unconscious with the flat of Mistletane, or open his mouth, begin swearing in a dozen different tongues, and wait from people to pass out due to the sheer offensiveness of his language. He might get reprimanded (lightly) for popping a tech, but the language would get him demoted. Again.
Poor guy.
SRoss wrote:Walter: (Helping the Tech back up) "It could have been worse, they might have sent Asuka instead."
I really like that guy and that series. Read that they are trying to reboot the series with a movie series.
