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#11
*Whips out his wallet and digs deep into his pockets*

Okay, i bet that Reprah gets Tank in less than 8 days. I'll put 50 creds and *looks into pocket* a Snikers bar and a Senzu bean on that bet. Any takers?
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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#12
(03-07-2003, 08:48 AM)Reprah link Wrote:Oh REEAAALLLYYY???? Old and Frail huh? Now the gloves are off.

As Tanker walks off down the hallway towards his office laughing at the site of OLD and FRAIL Reprah flying because of a mousebot, Reprah points in Tanks direction. With a somewhat menacing look on his face he says "Now it begins." Better just watch your back Tanker because the OLD and FRAIL Reprah knows where to find Nurse C and her friends. Smile

Reprah

Would that be before or after your old bones knit? Could take a few months ya know. You really should have stopped being a ghost sooner, then you could have kept taking milk. ;D
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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.
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#13
It started as a nice spring day....... wait a minute, we're in space, there aren't any seasons out here.

Tanker is quietly sitting in the RBL cafeteria this morning eating breakfast and for once the room seemed to be completely full of other RBL. Reprah sees this current setting and can't afford to miss out on his chance for redemption.

Reprah boldly strides into the room headed directly for Tanker. All of the other RBL pilots look up in anticipation to see what becomes of this personal "duel" that has been declared between the two Jedi. As Tanker looks up and sees Reprah coming towards him quickly, he stands up and says,

"Now hold on just a minute here. That was just a friendly joke between us so no need to take it out on me." Tanker has his hands up defensively in front of him.

Reprah ignores this futile attempt to stem the events about to happen. Tanker suddenly starts to levitate but is also unable to feel the force around him. Reprah has enclosed him with a force bubble.

"So Tanker, where shall we begin to have some fun now that I have you where I want you? I know, you haven't had your daily fish alotment have you?"

50 large Tuna starting floating their towards the now helpless Tanker. They seem to be swimming in fighter formations which seems quite odd since they are dead. As they get closer, the lead tuna actually starts to pick up speed. Once they have all reached tanker, they start slapping him around as if they were held by invisible hands. And everybody knows how hard it is to get the fish smell out of things once it's been ground into the fibers. Smile

All of the watching RBL pilots start laughing hysterically while some are even rolling on the floor holding their sides. Reprah looks around the room and enjoys seeing this quite hilarious display that is taking place. Reprah then levitates a huge basin out from the kitchen with more fish in it that have been cooking for a short while and places it right underneath Tanker. Seeing that Tanker is starting to bruise, he decides it's about over and promptly dumps Tank into the basin along with piling the Tuna on top of him.

Reprah turns and heads out of the cafeteria brushing past Goku standing there collecting his winnings from the other RBL pilots. Reprah has a big grin on his face and mutters to himself,

"I'll bet he won't use the term old and frail again or anybody else for that matter."

A few days later as everybody is reading the morning RBL paper, there are some pictures which have been taken and inserted along with a quite humorous article. There are also some high quality holo displays of the action in the RBL Lounge for everybody to see and remember.

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hehe that'll teach ya to call me "frail".

Reprah
Lieutenant
Jedi Master
Wolf Squadron XO
Current Keeper of the BOB Trophy
Deemed and Old Geezer by the Young Wipper Snapper Tanker
Thawarter of all RBL Pranksters
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#14
*After returning from the sushi trout feeding at tankers quarters earlier Aslan is in the kitchen making some quality ewokian fish chowder when suddenly the fish float out the Door! Darn it Growl the big blue one as he chases the fish out the door and sees Rephar punishing Tanker with them. OKOK thats it you owe big for this one Rephar No more prune tarts for you and heres your bill!!! Aslan turns to see his ninjas scurring around Tanker devouring the tuna! Aslan slaps his forehead "well I guess I will have to have something else for lunch" Aslan starts to think about gokus snicker bar.............

[glow=red,2,300][glow=red,2,300]Adm_Aslan keeper of the Kitchen[/glow][/glow]
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#15
YEEEEHAW!!!! WHOHO!!! I made 350 creds!!!
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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#16
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.
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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.
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#17
MONEY MONEY MONEY MONEY!!! MONEY!!!
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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