03-12-2003, 06:47 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-12-2003, 08:06 PM by M1A2Tanker.)
It's been many days since the....'incident'....in the Bar and Grill, and so far Reprah has been walking around feeling quite proud of is old self, enjoying the feeling of satisfaction he got from getting back at the young whipper snapper. Even the article he wrote was a nice touch.
Goku, in the meantime, had made an incredible killing on the selling of the holos.
It was a fine spring day...wait a sec...we've already mentioned there's no seasons in space. Who put this in the script? Joe did? Com'ere Joe...**blaster shot, body hits the deck**
Anyways...
Reprah did a visual check over his Z95, making sure that the techs hadn't missed anything. The chief mechanic stood nearby leaning against a tool box, waiting for the outcome of the check.
"How's it look?"
Reprah finished his visual inspection, and nodded. "Good work. I see you even added a couple new items while I was away."
The chief nodded. "Yup. Found that the enhancer and the turbogenerator will boost your speed and shield strength at least two times. There's a few other saftey items we added, but you'll find them when ya get in."
Reprah nodded his thanks and the Chief wondered off to do another job. The Jedi Master slips into his comfortable pilots couch, and hits the engine ignite.
Instantly, several durasteel cables wrap around the surprised Jedi, eveloping him in a tight, unmovable cacoon. His hatch closed around him, and a nasty spray hit him direct in the face.
"Bleh! That's it! I've had enough! I know who's behind this!" He calls upon the Force to move the cables just enough for him to reach his saber when he finds he can't feel the Force.
"What's this?" He exclaims in surprise.
His commlink crackled. "This is what happens when you're out of the loop old timer. See, the pranks around here have gotten much more technically proficient. Some joker around here created a Force cloaking device. It basically does the same thing as your little Force bubble trick. Oh, and if you're thinking of using your foot to hit the ejection button, don't bother. It's been disabled."
"Tanker! What did you spray me with!?!?"
"Oh you know it. Ode de Pee Tree. You've been gone so long I'm sure you've forgotten the smell. Oh yea...watch out for the Ninjas."
As suddenly as the cables had appeared, the dissappeared, and the hatch opened.
"I'm going to kill him." Reprah muttered as he clambered back out, just in time to hear, "AAAAAIIIIIEEEEE CHAAAAAA!"
Ninjas from all corners of the hanger appeared, pelting him with their little paws, and stealing his saber before he could get it.
"Why can't I use the Force? I'm out of my fighter!!" Reprah cried, while trying to fend off the Ninjas and rush to his quarters to clean up and change.
Across the station intercomm came Tank's voice again. "Oh by the way...I know that little Force bubble trick too...and I don't have to be nearby to use it. Have fun, hope the Ninjas don't hurt your frail old bones or they don't get bruised too much." Tanks laughter filled the halls as Rep finally got to his quarters, vowing revenge as he locked the door, keeping the Ninjas at bay.
He rushes to his shower area, only to bounce off the still closed door. "What?" He tried the manual override for the normally automatic door...but it wouldn't budge. This realization hit him just as the Ninjas jumped in from the vents.
"Noooooooooooooo!!!!!!" His cry filled space...or would have, if space wasn't a vaccum.
A couple days later, a full feature movie video was being sold for an excellent price, and Goku was making money hand over fist.
Goku, in the meantime, had made an incredible killing on the selling of the holos.
It was a fine spring day...wait a sec...we've already mentioned there's no seasons in space. Who put this in the script? Joe did? Com'ere Joe...**blaster shot, body hits the deck**
Anyways...
Reprah did a visual check over his Z95, making sure that the techs hadn't missed anything. The chief mechanic stood nearby leaning against a tool box, waiting for the outcome of the check.
"How's it look?"
Reprah finished his visual inspection, and nodded. "Good work. I see you even added a couple new items while I was away."
The chief nodded. "Yup. Found that the enhancer and the turbogenerator will boost your speed and shield strength at least two times. There's a few other saftey items we added, but you'll find them when ya get in."
Reprah nodded his thanks and the Chief wondered off to do another job. The Jedi Master slips into his comfortable pilots couch, and hits the engine ignite.
Instantly, several durasteel cables wrap around the surprised Jedi, eveloping him in a tight, unmovable cacoon. His hatch closed around him, and a nasty spray hit him direct in the face.
"Bleh! That's it! I've had enough! I know who's behind this!" He calls upon the Force to move the cables just enough for him to reach his saber when he finds he can't feel the Force.
"What's this?" He exclaims in surprise.
His commlink crackled. "This is what happens when you're out of the loop old timer. See, the pranks around here have gotten much more technically proficient. Some joker around here created a Force cloaking device. It basically does the same thing as your little Force bubble trick. Oh, and if you're thinking of using your foot to hit the ejection button, don't bother. It's been disabled."
"Tanker! What did you spray me with!?!?"
"Oh you know it. Ode de Pee Tree. You've been gone so long I'm sure you've forgotten the smell. Oh yea...watch out for the Ninjas."
As suddenly as the cables had appeared, the dissappeared, and the hatch opened.
"I'm going to kill him." Reprah muttered as he clambered back out, just in time to hear, "AAAAAIIIIIEEEEE CHAAAAAA!"
Ninjas from all corners of the hanger appeared, pelting him with their little paws, and stealing his saber before he could get it.
"Why can't I use the Force? I'm out of my fighter!!" Reprah cried, while trying to fend off the Ninjas and rush to his quarters to clean up and change.
Across the station intercomm came Tank's voice again. "Oh by the way...I know that little Force bubble trick too...and I don't have to be nearby to use it. Have fun, hope the Ninjas don't hurt your frail old bones or they don't get bruised too much." Tanks laughter filled the halls as Rep finally got to his quarters, vowing revenge as he locked the door, keeping the Ninjas at bay.
He rushes to his shower area, only to bounce off the still closed door. "What?" He tried the manual override for the normally automatic door...but it wouldn't budge. This realization hit him just as the Ninjas jumped in from the vents.
"Noooooooooooooo!!!!!!" His cry filled space...or would have, if space wasn't a vaccum.
A couple days later, a full feature movie video was being sold for an excellent price, and Goku was making money hand over fist.
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Tanker (tangk'er)n. 1. A dusty, crusty, grease-covered, dirty, sweaty, bright eyed, fuzzy faced, haircut-needing, beer-drinking, underrated, over-worked, underpaid, oversexed, little s%#* who can take a Tank and do more battlefield damage in ten minutes than a grunt squad can do all day.
Tanker (tangk'er)n. 1. A dusty, crusty, grease-covered, dirty, sweaty, bright eyed, fuzzy faced, haircut-needing, beer-drinking, underrated, over-worked, underpaid, oversexed, little s%#* who can take a Tank and do more battlefield damage in ten minutes than a grunt squad can do all day.