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Alien, completely underwhelmed by Crocix's display with the Miranu Electromagnetic Gonad Constrictor Beam, sets a glimmering pistol on the table that the others have gathered around.
"That, my friends, is a REAL weapon. It is a Hinwar Retina Cauderizing Pistol," Alien brags. "It fries your target's eyes and boils the fluids inside. This causes a neural feedback into the optic cortex of the victim's brain, rendering him a blind and lobotomized shell of his former self."
"That's nothing," Iothe chimes in. "This knife can shave the cilia off a bacterium without even touching the cell's membrane."
"Big deal," Shade retorts. "The switch on this box activates a harmonic field that resonates with a target's cerebrospinal fluid until his skull exploits into bloody shards."
Gazza and Grundy were about to present bizarre weapons of their own until the renegade with no new name interrupts. "This is a Confederate Scrotum Shrinker Pistol...," but before he could finish the others yell in unison, "Confederate? This is a different game, you moron!" Then each person grabs his weapon and aims it at the clueless renegade. The renegade is reduced to emasculated mush in a nanosecond, but the stench leaves each of them feeling nauseated despite their tough guy personas.
"That will teach that refugee from EV," Alien quips.
The others concur, then proceed to revive the unconscious Voinian Commander of Tientu.
Strange daze, what are you doing? Unless your character has the same name, same species as mine, YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO CONTROL OTHER PEOPLE'S CHARS! NPC's, chars that are truely owned by no one, are the ONLY people that everyone controls, unless stated othewrwise.. And Alien would never carry such a crappy weapon around, he doesn't like torture weapons, only mass-destruction weapons. Your representation of my char was horrible.. Post revoked by the owner of Alien.
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I'm agree with Alien, I'm not so sadist.
Crocix finishes to question the voinian and exits the room. "It's done, guys! He told me that there is something behind the Voinian empire, something of dangerous! We have to investigate!!!"
------------------ I'm Crocix, the great Zacha, the hero of the UE and the captain of the MUTEN.
Dashing in as fast as he can, Coraxus spots an empty seat in a remote corner of the bar. "God damn idiots, the incident at Outpost Alpha is going to be blamed on me." Coraxus was tired after evading authorities who were investigating the attacks on the station. "Lucky for me" Coraxus thought "Those dang officers wouldn't even step here in a place like this. In one second, Coraxus will never find any moment of peace when the blonde man in the red coat and the man in black spots him in a corner. "Hey look, we found you at last!Whew, I thought we were going to get lost in this station." "Yeah" said the man in black "Im amazed that you would come out to a joint like this, kind of a place where you don't want to be found right? Hahahaha" "Of course" Coraxus mumbled "but I'm not hiding from the authorities exactly if you catch my drift" "Hey, don't be that way, at least we're still alive" As Coraxus listens to him rambling on, the blonde man is facing head on against a rugged guy and the bar silences all of a sudden. "Ah great" Coraxus thought to himself 'Here we go again".
Well alien, I'm from a different Universe.... I doubt I can sell you the ship designs. It would take your people a century to build one anyway.
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I need help beating the first voinian mission could anyone tell me where outpost alpha is so that i can kill the damn freighter
This topic has nothing to do with missions man_im_ugly, now go back to the nova board
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Originally posted by Desert-Rat: **now go back to the nova board
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Blasphemy!
How dare you, you filthy swede. Just wait for EV4MP and I'll show you
Hehe, this is what, the fourth Freeport bar?
Draco orders his usual, which is a large batch of plastic explosives, then settles back for a nice relaxing nap before the fireworks begin. His large ID flaps around his belt as he settles down, and everybody can read the words "Rich person with lots of free money" in between "Government Official." But his two bodyguards are enough to deter anybody from taking his money... right?
No, I'm not back, just visiting.
David climbs slowly out of the S.S Deathmatch as he is tired from beating an Azdgari Warship in a race to south tip station and back. He walks into the bar. "Can anyone tell me where the bloody hell am I and do they serve Murpheys here?" There was silence as David waited for an answer...
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Neon Soldier, boldly referring to himself in the third person, strides in and orders a Slapstick Martini. Many other captians move to the dock to admire his customized UE Destroyer, It's blue fins gleaming in the docking bay's floodlight. He shares his vast experiences with other patrons, and kindly tells "man_im_sexy" that Outpost Alpha is in the Bakka system. He adds irony to his visit by saying "We should never take ourselves too seriously."
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Esponer walks in, looks around, and sighs. He realises that Jess is long gone, and the time of fun is past now. He turns to Neon Soldier.
"I've seen you around," he says coolly. "You seem like quite a good man to have in a fight. I was wondering if you'd care to take a dimensional rift that will be opening sometime, to a universe called Horizon, for Silver Horizon. It's not my dimension, 'course, it belongs to the Almighty Moderator Carnotaur."
He then goes behind the bar, considering Freeport far too familiar for such things as "costs" to count for him, and pulls out a bottle of the most concentrated alcoholic beverage in existance - 109.4% alcohol; the drink that killed a hundred scientists, either by trying to work out how anything could be more than 100% alcohol, or by the alcohol itself. All that is known is that a hundred more killed themselves thinking about that while considering it over a sip of the aforementioned drink.
He quickly empties a bottle, and then immediately starts threatening Neon Soldier's mother, while struggling to keep his balance and waving the empty bottle around violently. He breaks off the threats, and begins to - very badly - sing a miserable song called "Ode to Jess".
------------------ -Lyat Esponer Corsair
Neon Soldier sits watching Esponer, somewhat amused. He wires his first mate to search the maps for the rift Esponer mentioned while he was still sober. He turns and drops 1000cr in the gambling machine, then orders another round for all.
sniff They certainly are...
When will my dear Jess return? Alas, even I know not...
Oh, hi all. Been awhile, huh? How's everyone doing these days? Corey takes up his usual spot in the bar and contemplates a new screen name. A fresh start on life, eh? A new era and all that crap.
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Jess won't be coming back - at least not for a while. She went and found a life, and those really are tiresome little things. 'last I heard, she was kissing (and such) a guy for two hours straight. I must commend her err perseverence
'just to prove me wrong, here she is on AIM.
Here I am SD babe, just for you. Well, I have an utterly incredible life. Ya throw one massive party, and suddenly everyody's your mate, you have a boyfriend who tells you you're gorgeous everyday and who ya wanna kiss all the time, and, well life is great. Stunningly shallow, but what the hey. Ya really shouldn't make me do this ya know Simon, I'll probably end up back here... it is great, ain't it? However, temptation is momentarily squashed by the onset of a karate lesson. btw, Hi corey! I mainly left cos there was no one to have fun with in the bar anymore Hope you're all good, Jess
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Karate lessons, eh? A good reason to be away from the computer. I just got an offer today for an instructor position at my school...
Nice to see ya, Jess! Keep in touch, my friends are all asking about you lately.
Originally posted by Jess: **Here I am SD babe, just for you. Well, I have an utterly incredible life. Ya throw one massive party, and suddenly everyody's your mate, you have a boyfriend who tells you you're gorgeous everyday and who ya wanna kiss all the time, and, well life is great. Stunningly shallow, but what the hey. Ya really shouldn't make me do this ya know Simon, I'll probably end up back here... it is great, ain't it? However, temptation is momentarily squashed by the onset of a karate lesson. btw, Hi corey! I mainly left cos there was no one to have fun with in the bar anymore Hope you're all good, Jess **
nanh a nanh a nanh a I guess the IM did work
Welcome back Jess!
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