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*Has spotted Tanker sleeping at his desk again, with his deak chair tipped on 2 legs* > 
*Sneaking silently into the office, Snoopy takes a few minutes to apply a coating of pee tree oil to the floor behind Tank's percariously perched chair. Of course, something is needed to STOP the potentially moving object in said chair and Snoopy liberally spreads numerous bagfulls of feathers in proper position. Naturally, buckets of some rather blackish liquid are suspended over the feathers, with trip ropes carefully looped around Tank's legs* > >
*Tank continues to sleep while all this goes on, even snoring occasionallly*
*Finally, the coup-de-gras. A loudspeaker is carefully placed in in front of Tank's desk and hooked up to the station's RED ALERT alarm* > > >
*Tiptoes out the door, silently closing office door behind him*
Ok, who wants to do the honors and trip the alarm??? > > > > > > >
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*In the depths of the belly of the station, Holmes is working on assembling a brand spanking new Red Alarm Oh Crapomatic Help 10,000 (or a RAOCH for short).
* A RAOCH 10,000 is one of the most obnoxious red alarm systems in the galaxy. In fact it was once rumored that a General had an aneurism, two collapsed ear drums, and a strong urge to be cradled by his mum, just by being within the same sector of space with one of these things going off.
* Holmes finsihed the last bits of wiring the RAOCH up to the stations fusion reactor. He wondered to himself if Snoopy had found a suitable place accross the station to place the loud speaker. However this speculation didn't last long as he soon seen his terminal light up indicating that in fact Snoopy had indeed plugged the speaker in, thus must have found a suitable place for the test.
* With all lights reporting ready, Holmes puts on his STFU 2K ear muffs, and throws the switch on the RAOCH 10,000.....
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*upon hearing that Palpatine for saken wailing.................Ace uses the force to block out the sound. He walks down the hall where snoopy is standing outside tanks office.......and hands snoopy a very large trout to "surprise" Tank with when he comes running out of the door........................Ace then hunkers down behind the masked beagle to watch the shenanigans begin.....*
There is no emotion:ÃÂ There is peace.ÃÂ There is no ignorance, there is knownledge.ÃÂ There is no passion, there is serenity.ÃÂ ÃÂ There is no chaos, there is harmony.ÃÂ There is no death, there is only the force-jedi code
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* falls out of his bunk upon hearing the noise and Instant Transmission's into the sound-proof cockpit of his U-Wing wondering, 'WTF MATE!!??"*
It's best to watch a furball collapse, analyzing the movements of the enemy. Watch how they maneuver, when they fire, how they break. Visualize your own attacks against those observations, then go in for the kill. Sometimes, though, you don't get that advantage. It's at these times where you go in guns blazing, but keep your head on a swivel.
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*though the ROACH is ringing through out the halls Fireyone is in DEEP CONCENTRATION on building a scale model of the station from sratch including RBL own Hi-jack star destroyer and thats when one of the very tiny turbo lasers breaks and he loses concentration*
OH MY GOD WHAT THE CRAP IS THAT THING!
*Quickly grabs a set of his I-Can't-Hear-you ear plugs in*
Much better
*he then returns to his work.*
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Tank was so passed out that he didn't really react much to the blaring of the ROACH 10k, other than to raise a hand, and release a Force Destruction blast at the offending sound, destroying it and numerous promotion paperwork files, leaving the megaphone a crumpled, shattered remnant of its former self upon the deck while he continued to snooze.
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I DID NOTHING!!! I WANT A PROMO!!! D:!!!
It's best to watch a furball collapse, analyzing the movements of the enemy. Watch how they maneuver, when they fire, how they break. Visualize your own attacks against those observations, then go in for the kill. Sometimes, though, you don't get that advantage. It's at these times where you go in guns blazing, but keep your head on a swivel.
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