taalismn wrote:Okay...Bruce/Hulk is just trolling Kyle at this point.
Kyle: "You've got to be kidding me...please tell me he doesn't feel that way about me! Edwards: "Veidt's gonna be jealous!" Hulk: "WHHO'S THIS VEIDT?!"
Edwards AND Hulk trolling Kyle. Ouch.
It's not a combination meant to last, though, because I imagine T.R.'s too much like Emil Blonksy for the Hulk to tolerate. I mean, Edwards is a mean-spirited arrogant killer who in canon DOES become an abomination. It's just a matter of time before Hulk punches Edwards through several walls, just because. That, and Edwards already has 'Go Hulk on My Ass' written all over him from his dealings with Hulk-Minmei. "HULK NOT DO ASS ON EDWARDS MAN." "...that's a relief...." "HULK STOMP MAN." ".....okay, that's back to normal for me..."
SRoss wrote:Just then, Minmei shows up and disintegrates the three of them with her eye beams.
Ya, right.
taalismn wrote:
SRoss wrote:Just then, Minmei shows up and disintegrates the three of them with her eye beams.
New Herald of Galactus?
Ay right!
Arnie100 wrote:Xover Minmei: "Spiderman, Spiderman...I caught my friendly neighborhood Spiderman...I'll spin him 'round many times...make him do whatever I want...oh, boy I caught my Spiderman..." (Dragging a bound and gagged Peter behind her) Peter:
Poor Spidy.
taalismn wrote:Luke Cage: "I sincerely hope for his sake, she's just trolling him." J.J. Jameson: "Don't care, either way."
Two words, Eddie boy...Power Tools.... And you don't have one.
Thankfully the only classified information Edwards has that the EShemarrians would be remotely interested in, is his Swiss accounts and Kyle's internet passwords.
taalismn wrote:
SRoss wrote:[Thankfully the only classified information Edwards has that the EShemarrians would be remotely interested in, is his Swiss accounts and Kyle's internet passwords.
Oh god...the Ghost Riders are going to get Kyle banned from Facebook for LIFE, aren't they? No, worse...they're going to have other Facebookers issuing a bounty on him(or parts of him, thereof, not necessarily attached to the rest of him).
SRoss wrote:Kyle: "WHO THE HELL IS USING ALL MY BANDWIDTH TO DOWNLOAD EAST GERMAN BDSM PORN!!!"
Arnie100 wrote:
SRoss wrote:Kyle: "WHO THE HELL IS USING ALL MY BANDWIDTH TO DOWNLOAD EAST GERMAN BDSM PORN!!!"
Deadpool: "So let's see what else we can get from this guy! Thanks Hulk!" Hulk:
SRoss wrote:[Thankfully the only classified information Edwards has that the EShemarrians would be remotely interested in, is his Swiss accounts and Kyle's internet passwords.
Oh god...the Ghost Riders are going to get Kyle banned from Facebook for LIFE, aren't they? No, worse...they're going to have other Facebookers issuing a bounty on him(or parts of him, thereof, not necessarily attached to the rest of him).
Ghost Rider Chiefteness: "Oddly, someone had beaten us to it."
Minmei: "What, your surprised I can use a computer?"
"Remember when you'd refer to your jet fighter as a woman? This is for your treatment of her...Yeah, this is going to HURT..." Edwards: " "
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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:[Thankfully the only classified information Edwards has that the EShemarrians would be remotely interested in, is his Swiss accounts and Kyle's internet passwords.
Oh god...the Ghost Riders are going to get Kyle banned from Facebook for LIFE, aren't they? No, worse...they're going to have other Facebookers issuing a bounty on him(or parts of him, thereof, not necessarily attached to the rest of him).
Ghost Rider Chiefteness: "Oddly, someone had beaten us to it."
Minmei: "What, your surprised I can use a computer?"
SRoss wrote:Meanwhile...
Edwards: (Drooling) "Bad Organic?"
Dominatrix: (Sigh, cracks whip) "Ok, bad organic..." *No one can claim I don't suffer for my tribe.*
taalismn wrote:"Remember when you'd refer to your jet fighter as a woman? This is for your treatment of her...Yeah, this is going to HURT..." Edwards: " "
Chronicler wrote:Rick: "Well this is disturbing at best. Who knew Edwards is like that behind close doors."
SDF-3 psych.: "Sadly it's common for people that have overt dominating personality's like him to have a more submissive kink."
Rick: "The more you know huh?"
SDF-3 psych.: "And knowing is half the battle. The other half for me is drugs and tranquilizers."
Rick: "Really getting that mileage with that PhD. Doc."
Edwards: "ME?! SUBMISSIVE!!!???? THAT -AMAZON- HAD MY HEAD IN A VISE!!! A LITERAL VISE!!!! WITH A SCREW CLAMP!!!!! AND POWER TOOLS!!!!!AND A SONIC SKELETAL AMPLITUDE RESONATOR, WHATEVER THE HELL THAT IS I DUNNO EXCEPT THAT IT -HURTS-!!!!"
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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"
Evil-Lynn: "I think I found a new plaything...My Lord Skeletor, can I keep him?" Edwards: Skeletor: "Of course, My Dear..." Kyle: "Have a good time, Edwards!" Evil-Lynn: "What do you mean? YOU'RE mine now, too." Kyle:
He-Man: "Not going near that one...nope. Absolutely no way. Anybody asks, I'll be either drinking with Conan and Thundar, or discussing philosophy with Bruce Banner...or Hulk, depending on which one he is tonight." Skeletor: "But you're still going to make my bridge game tomorrow, right?" HHe-Man: "Wouldn't dream of missing 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"
Conan: "That Evil-Lynn...scares ME." Thundarr: "Too true." He-Man: "Most men on Eternia avoid her like the plague. She's kinda like that Minmei woman they keep talking about..."
Arnie100 wrote:Conan: "That Evil-Lynn...scares ME." Thundarr: "Too true." He-Man: "Most men on Eternia avoid her like the plague. She's kinda like that Minmei woman they keep talking about..."
Lion-O: "We know a few types like that. Once they get their claws into you....Well, mercy killing's your only hope...."
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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:Edwards: "ME?! SUBMISSIVE!!!???? THAT -AMAZON- HAD MY HEAD IN A VISE!!! A LITERAL VISE!!!! WITH A SCREW CLAMP!!!!! AND POWER TOOLS!!!!!AND A SONIC SKELETAL AMPLITUDE RESONATOR, WHATEVER THE HELL THAT IS I DUNNO EXCEPT THAT IT -HURTS-!!!!"
To bad that it didn't go any further then that.
Arnie100 wrote:Evil-Lynn: "I think I found a new plaything...My Lord Skeletor, can I keep him?" Edwards: Skeletor: "Of course, My Dear..." Kyle: "Have a good time, Edwards!" Evil-Lynn: "What do you mean? YOU'RE mine now, too." Kyle:
taalismn wrote:He-Man: "Not going near that one...nope. Absolutely no way. Anybody asks, I'll be either drinking with Conan and Thundar, or discussing philosophy with Bruce Banner...or Hulk, depending on which one he is tonight." Skeletor: "But you're still going to make my bride game tomorrow, right?" HHe-Man: "Wouldn't dream of missing it."
Arnie100 wrote:Conan: "That Evil-Lynn...scares ME." Thundarr: "Too true." He-Man: "Most men on Eternia avoid her like the plague. She's kinda like that Minmei woman they keep talking about..."
taalismn wrote:
Arnie100 wrote:Conan: "That Evil-Lynn...scares ME." Thundarr: "Too true." He-Man: "Most men on Eternia avoid her like the plague. She's kinda like that Minmei woman they keep talking about..."
Lion-O: "We know a few types like that. Once they get their claws into you....Well, mercy killing's your only hope...."
Decided to hit a slightly different path with this one. A bit of a one-shot. *** Nova Satori-Brown, now Commandant of the UEsG's Global Military Police, really did miss field duty. The best she could usually hope for was to tag along via radio on a unit's patrol. Today, however, was different. Darkraven (probably a Master Sergeant, but really nobody knew what rank he held these days) had gotten some new upgrades, allowing Command to be in nearly constant contact with both sound and video via his cybernetics. Granted, he had grumbled a bit about 'back seat generals', but that was to be expected.
This exploratory run was to a planet that already had interstellar travel. Pandora was the planet's name, and Darkraven was there to check out how all the bandit activity was working, and why nobody was pacifying it.
He had stepped out of the portal into a moving monorail train, and was already embroiled in a fight.
"Seriously, does this crap just lie in wait for you?"
"Beats me, Nova," he replied, ducking under cover as acidic rounds ate into a stanchion. "It's going to be interesting, though. None of my weapons work and... Aw, crap. Bomb."
"Bomb? What do you..."
Then she looked at the monitor, saw the huge pile of explosives go off, and Darkraven fell, landing roughly on the hard packed snow of a glacier. His vitals looked good, so she wasn't to terribly concerned.
Slowly he got up, resetting his shoulder joint with a grunt. She saw a short, boxy robot trundling towards him on one gyrostabilized wheel.
"Hey, Nova? Is this revenge for that night in Monument City back in your Academy days? You remember, the night we thought it would be romantic to make love by the light of the fireworks on Commemoration Day?"
"Why would I want revenge some thirty years later?" she asked, chuckling lightly.
"As I recall, it would have been because we were a little drunk, it was fairly dark, and I, ah, missed my mark. Rather aggressively, as I remember."
Nova blushed hard at that. In truth, she hadn't thought about that night and it's... unfortunate accident in many years.
"No! No, no, nothing like that. And why are you asking me about that now?"
By this time, the boxy robot had rolled up, eagerly and cheerfully stating, "Greetings, minion! I'm glad to see you survived that horrible explosion! Please take this Echonet transceiver, which was in no way looted off a dead Vault Hunter. And now follow me so that I can tell you what to do as my minion!"
That's the problem with life extension treatments....If you're obsessive enough, you can wait CENTURIES to get revenge....
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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"
James Kirk paced the bridge angerly, nearby, handcuffed between to security guards, Hagan loudly cleared his throat... "Um, can I get a glass of water or something?"
Kirk: "No!" (Turning toward Tessa) "Can we go any faster? We have to warn the UEsG that Edwards and A.R.C.H.I.E. 3 and working together..."
Tessa: "We're in Fold Space, he can't stop us."
Hagan: "Um, the Haganstar is faster and can attack in Fold Space."
Kirk & Fokker: (As the alarms go off)
Explosions ripple across the Gargoyle's hull, blowing off one of the engine mountings, sending the ship tumbling out of Fold.
Hal v6.66: "Well, we're about to die..."
Edwards: (From the bridge of the Haganstar) "Ok, Kirk. Surrender Hagan to me and I'll make you deaths quick."
Ume: (Clutching Tessa and looking daggers at Kirk) "I blame you for this."
Hoards of Shemarrians and robots swarm out and race toward the Gargoyle. Suddenly the Argo defolds by a nearby moon. On the bridge, Captain Belmont looked to his wife Sera and keyed the shipwide...
wyrmraker wrote:Decided to hit a slightly different path with this one. A bit of a one-shot. *** Nova Satori-Brown, now Commandant of the UEsG's Global Military Police, really did miss field duty. The best she could usually hope for was to tag along via radio on a unit's patrol. Today, however, was different. Darkraven (probably a Master Sergeant, but really nobody knew what rank he held these days) had gotten some new upgrades, allowing Command to be in nearly constant contact with both sound and video via his cybernetics. Granted, he had grumbled a bit about 'back seat generals', but that was to be expected.
This exploratory run was to a planet that already had interstellar travel. Pandora was the planet's name, and Darkraven was there to check out how all the bandit activity was working, and why nobody was pacifying it.
He had stepped out of the portal into a moving monorail train, and was already embroiled in a fight.
"Seriously, does this crap just lie in wait for you?"
"Beats me, Nova," he replied, ducking under cover as acidic rounds ate into a stanchion. "It's going to be interesting, though. None of my weapons work and... Aw, crap. Bomb."
"Bomb? What do you..."
Then she looked at the monitor, saw the huge pile of explosives go off, and Darkraven fell, landing roughly on the hard packed snow of a glacier. His vitals looked good, so she wasn't to terribly concerned.
Slowly he got up, resetting his shoulder joint with a grunt. She saw a short, boxy robot trundling towards him on one gyrostabilized wheel.
"Hey, Nova? Is this revenge for that night in Monument City back in your Academy days? You remember, the night we thought it would be romantic to make love by the light of the fireworks on Commemoration Day?"
"Why would I want revenge some thirty years later?" she asked, chuckling lightly.
"As I recall, it would have been because we were a little drunk, it was fairly dark, and I, ah, missed my mark. Rather aggressively, as I remember."
Nova blushed hard at that. In truth, she hadn't thought about that night and it's... unfortunate accident in many years.
"No! No, no, nothing like that. And why are you asking me about that now?"
By this time, the boxy robot had rolled up, eagerly and cheerfully stating, "Greetings, minion! I'm glad to see you survived that horrible explosion! Please take this Echonet transceiver, which was in no way looted off a dead Vault Hunter. And now follow me so that I can tell you what to do as my minion!"
So was this made up, or where did it come from?
taalismn wrote:That's the problem with life extension treatments....If you're obsessive enough, you can wait CENTURIES to get revenge....
Arnie100 wrote:
taalismn wrote:That's the problem with life extension treatments....If you're obsessive enough, you can wait CENTURIES to get revenge....
Minmei: "Really now?"
SRoss wrote:SS Gargoyle ... somewhere in Foldspace...
James Kirk paced the bridge angerly, nearby, handcuffed between to security guards, Hagan loudly cleared his throat... "Um, can I get a glass of water or something?"
Kirk: "No!" (Turning toward Tessa) "Can we go any faster? We have to warn the UEsG that Edwards and A.R.C.H.I.E. 3 and working together..."
Tessa: "We're in Fold Space, he can't stop us."
Hagan: "Um, the Haganstar is faster and can attack in Fold Space."
Kirk & Fokker: (As the alarms go off)
Explosions ripple across the Gargoyle's hull, blowing off one of the engine mountings, sending the ship tumbling out of Fold.
Hal v6.66: "Well, we're about to die..."
Edwards: (From the bridge of the Haganstar) "Ok, Kirk. Surrender Hagan to me and I'll make you deaths quick."
Ume: (Clutching Tessa and looking daggers at Kirk) "I blame you for this."
Hoards of Shemarrians and robots swarm out and race toward the Gargoyle. Suddenly the Argo defolds by a nearby moon. On the bridge, Captain Belmont looked to his wife Sera and keyed the shipwide...
Arnie100 wrote:Chief Toombs: "YES!! WE GET A CATCHY THEME SONG!!" Rest of Mauve Squadron: (Eyebrows raised)
"Boss, may I do him the usual?" "Go right ahead...." Toombs: "What's the u-HEY! UNHAND ME YOU#WHACK# (Toombs is quickly welded and bolted into a fifty-gallon drum that is promptly loaded in a back storeroom over a drain) "Don't let him out until AFTER we finish the mission. If it takes more than a day, feed him through the hole at the top."
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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:TED: <<Permission to jettison the garbage mam?>>
Actually it's more like: TED: <<"Welcome back, Lieutenant Miazaki. I have jettisoned the garbage as scheduled.">> Lt. Miazaki: "Garbage, what garbage?" TED: <<"The canisters in Designated Waste Transfer Compartment #7.">> Lt. Miazaki: "Wait, isn't that where we stowed Chi-N, nevermind, I don't want to know. Safer that way."
Of Course, if Toombs is taken aboard the Haganstar.... a) They try interrogating him for secrets....no dice there. b) They try holding him hostage....why are the UEsG officers laughing? c) They try turning him...As a traitor he's enthusiastic (even before brainwashing) but turns out to be as equally insufferable and incompetent to Hagan and ARCHIE-3 as he was to the UEsG. Attempts to replace his brain with a more competent AI implant prove fruitless, as it seems the AI implants get corrupted by a stupidity virus of some sort.
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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"
D) His first mission for ARCHIE 3, he is captured by the Ghost Riders, who quickly trade him to the Nightmares for a can of grease. Who trade him to the Lollypops for a twinkie.
Arnie100 wrote:Edwards: "Who in their right mind would give Belmont a space battleship with a BFG?" Lisa: Edwards: "Oh, right...my bad."
taalismn wrote:
Arnie100 wrote:Chief Toombs: "YES!! WE GET A CATCHY THEME SONG!!" Rest of Mauve Squadron: (Eyebrows raised)
"Boss, may I do him the usual?" "Go right ahead...." Toombs: "What's the u-HEY! UNHAND ME YOU#WHACK# (Toombs is quickly welded and bolted into a fifty-gallon drum that is promptly loaded in a back storeroom over a drain) "Don't let him out until AFTER we finish the mission. If it takes more than a day, feed him through the hole at the top."
SRoss wrote:TED: <<Permission to jettison the garbage mam?>>
Arnie100 wrote:Chief Toombs: "I'll be bbbbbbbaaaaacccckkkkkk..." (While being ejected...fortunately for him in his suit...unfortunately for the rest of the crew)
taalismn wrote:
SRoss wrote:TED: <<Permission to jettison the garbage mam?>>
Actually it's more like: TED: <<"Welcome back, Lieutenant Miazaki. I have jettisoned the garbage as scheduled.">> Lt. Miazaki: "Garbage, what garbage?" TED: <<"The canisters in Designated Waste Transfer Compartment #7.">> Lt. Miazaki: "Wait, isn't that where we stowed Chi-N, nevermind, I don't want to know. Safer that way."
Of Course, if Toombs is taken aboard the Haganstar.... a) They try interrogating him for secrets....no dice there. b) They try holding him hostage....why are the UEsG officers laughing? c) They try turning him...As a traitor he's enthusiastic (even before brainwashing) but turns out to be as equally insufferable and incompetent to Hagan and ARCHIE-3 as he was to the UEsG. Attempts to replace his brain with a more competent AI implant prove fruitless, as it seems the AI implants get corrupted by a stupidity virus of some sort.
SRoss wrote:D) His first mission for ARCHIE 3, he is captured by the Ghost Riders, who quickly trade him to the Nightmares for a can of grease. Who trade him to the Lollypops for a twinkie.
As Toombs tumbled through space he shattered a passing glass like panel, releasing the three Kryptonians within. Thus proving the even sealed in a drum in space, Toombs can be just as much of a smeg as his father was.
Arnie100 wrote:Zod: "WE'RE FREE!! Where the heck are we?!" Ursa: "YOU'RE asking me, O Great Leader?" Non: "..." Zod: "Yes, Non...we know you don't speak."
Hotaru: "Curious. I had wondered why my appointment to take your head was out here."
SRoss wrote:D) His first mission for ARCHIE 3, he is captured by the Ghost Riders, who quickly trade him to the Nightmares for a can of grease. Who trade him to the Lollypops for a twinkie.
The Lollypops see how much noise he'll make rolled down Mount Everest.....
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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:I was saving that song for when they attack the core.
Nice to see that I'm not the only one who likes that one.
Arnie100 wrote:
SRoss wrote:I was saving that song for when they attack the core.
(Still floating outside the ship...)
Chief Toombs: "I WANT MY THEME SONG!!! After I get back inside, of course."
wyrmraker wrote:Alpha11, that bit of mine was the opening for Borderlands 2. The boxy robot on one wheel is CL4P-TP, or ClapTrap. He is hilariously annoying.
Got it.
SRoss wrote:
Arnie100 wrote:
SRoss wrote:I was saving that song for when they attack the core.
(Still floating outside the ship...)
Chief Toombs: "I WANT MY THEME SONG!!! After I get back inside, of course."
Chief Toombs: : "D**n you!! Just wait till I get back on board!! Hopefully soon, I think I go..."
SRoss wrote:As Toombs tumbled through space he shattered a passing glass like panel, releasing the three Kryptonians within. Thus proving the even sealed in a drum in space, Toombs can be just as much of a smeg as his father was.
Arnie100 wrote:Zod: "WE'RE FREE!! Where the heck are we?!" Ursa: "YOU'RE asking me, O Great Leader?" Non: "..." Zod: "Yes, Non...we know you don't speak."
SRoss wrote:
Arnie100 wrote:Zod: "WE'RE FREE!! Where the heck are we?!" Ursa: "YOU'RE asking me, O Great Leader?" Non: "..." Zod: "Yes, Non...we know you don't speak."
Hotaru: "Curious. I had wondered why my appointment to take your head was out here."
Nice!
taalismn wrote:
SRoss wrote:D) His first mission for ARCHIE 3, he is captured by the Ghost Riders, who quickly trade him to the Nightmares for a can of grease. Who trade him to the Lollypops for a twinkie.
The Lollypops see how much noise he'll make rolled down Mount Everest.....
SRoss wrote:D) His first mission for ARCHIE 3, he is captured by the Ghost Riders, who quickly trade him to the Nightmares for a can of grease. Who trade him to the Lollypops for a twinkie.
The Lollypops see how much noise he'll make rolled down Mount Everest.....
Splugorth: (At the bottom of the mountain) "I hear a woman screaming?"
SRoss wrote:D) His first mission for ARCHIE 3, he is captured by the Ghost Riders, who quickly trade him to the Nightmares for a can of grease. Who trade him to the Lollypops for a twinkie.
The Lollypops see how much noise he'll make rolled down Mount Everest.....
Splugorth: (At the bottom of the mountain) "I hear a woman screaming?"
Chief Toombs: "Wasn't I in space?! How the hell am I tumbling down a mountain a freaking mountain?!" Splugorth: "Meh (shrugging), it was only a whiny human."
The Lollypops were considering Olympus Mons, but the atmosphere was too thin to really carry sound....
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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:D) His first mission for ARCHIE 3, he is captured by the Ghost Riders, who quickly trade him to the Nightmares for a can of grease. Who trade him to the Lollypops for a twinkie.
The Lollypops see how much noise he'll make rolled down Mount Everest.....
Splugorth: (At the bottom of the mountain) "I hear a woman screaming?"
Arnie100 wrote:
SRoss wrote:
taalismn wrote:
SRoss wrote:D) His first mission for ARCHIE 3, he is captured by the Ghost Riders, who quickly trade him to the Nightmares for a can of grease. Who trade him to the Lollypops for a twinkie.
The Lollypops see how much noise he'll make rolled down Mount Everest.....
Splugorth: (At the bottom of the mountain) "I hear a woman screaming?"
Chief Toombs: "Wasn't I in space?! How the hell am I tumbling down a mountain a freaking mountain?!" Splugorth: "Meh (shrugging), it was only a whiny human."
taalismn wrote:The Lollypops were considering Olympus Mons, but the atmosphere was too thin to really carry sound....
"We could always install microphones in the drum." "That would require opening it up. We don't want to do that."
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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"
Arnie100 wrote:Chief Toombs: "When will you guys let me out? I gotta GO." Lollypop #1: "Did anyone hear something?" Lollypop #2: "Nope. Not a thing!"
Loolypop #3. "Just give it one more little push..." Lollypop#4: "...that ski-jump halfway down was an act of GENIUS."
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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"
Hmmm...here's a fun little bit of info....if you could fold the wings of the VF LOgan.....it just might be comparable in size to the Colonial Mark II Viper.. Still might need some rebuilding of the Viper launch tubes, but still....
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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"
smaller even.. a Mk.II viper is 15.5 feet across. a Logan with wings folded is only about 10ft. (use the battloid mode width.. the width of the body doesn't change)
Logans are taller though.. 13.3 feet vs 8.9 ft. at least if the Logan's tails are deployed. not sure what the height would be with tails folded down.
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glitterboy2098 wrote:smaller even.. a Mk.II viper is 15.5 feet across. a Logan with wings folded is only about 10ft. (use the battloid mode width.. the width of the body doesn't change)
Logans are taller though.. 13.3 feet vs 8.9 ft. at least if the Logan's tails are deployed. not sure what the height would be with tails folded down.
Yeah...I was thinking of the triangular shape of Viper launch tubes...You'd have to modify the Logan's tail fin rotation to be more like that of the HAVE BLUE prototypes for the F-117 Nighthawk, so they would fold up and inward in launch mode(with the wings swung forward. Downside; you wouldn't be able to launch w/ missiles on the wings(the capacity for which is a selling point for the Logan versus the Viper, which has almost belly-fuselage hardpoints. Hmmm...in space, I figure the Mrk II's likely to be faster, but the Logan has armor and maneuverability on its side, and energy weapons. You'd probably be best off using a mix of Vipers and Logans...the Vipers filling the fast space interdiction role, the Logans serving as Marine support, boarding, and dogfighting in the tangle. Of course, the Raptor is the SERIOUS gunship for Colonial Marine close support and recon/EW, but isn't terribly agile.
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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"
"You've got to be kidding me...please tell me he doesn't feel that way about me!
"Veidt's gonna be jealous!"
Ay right!
(Dragging a bound and gagged Peter behind her)
Poor Spidy. 
*No one can claim I don't suffer for my tribe.*
