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I'll try this again scince the other webstory seems dead and buried.
Anyone serious can take part in this. The short explination is that this is a story in progress, with multiple authors. Anyone who wants to write their own part may do so. This is not the Boozerama Bar. If you want to screw around go there. Be realistic people. Moderators: Please warn those who violate this. ---------------- Captain Paul Killanta stepped out of his cruiser, the U.S.S. Trample, A slick tuned up argosy with most upgrades availible, and then some. He walked down to the local bar in Levo spaceport, the "Unwelcome". As he stepped inside, the bartender, Joey, his lifelong friend, called out to him. "Hey, you space jockey!" Killanta shoots a fierce glare over to Joey's direction, not relizing who said it. Instantly Paul realizes his misake and sits down by his friend. "Sorry bout that", he says. "No problem!", the bartender exclaimes. Suddenly the Bar is rocked by a gigantic explosion. Paul rushes outside to see the smoking remains of his beloved Argosy and a fleet of Lightnings screaming away. --------- What will Paul do next? First reply gets the post.
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Paul rushes outside to see the smoking remains of his beloved Argosy and a fleet of Lightnings screaming away.
Paul then runs down to the nearest shipyard. "I would like a Kestrel please." Paul hands over a credit stick worth a whopping 5 Million.
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Top story tonight. a fleet of Lightnings calling themselfs Gulid of Free Pirates, made another attack on Levo ships. "I seen 12 to 10 lightnings shoot down from the sky, drop a space bomb and leave." One person says.
Paul gets onboard his Kestrel, the U.S.S. Howzaboutislapya.
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Originally posted by The Cheat: ** Top story tonight. a fleet of Lightnings calling themselfs Gulid of Free Pirates, made another attack on Levo ships. "I seen 12 to 10 lightnings shoot down from the sky, drop a space bomb and leave." One person says.
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Feeling a steady trickle of anger down his spine, he cursed loudly, and stepprd outside his Ship for a moment to regroup.
Not being the most athlectic bartender in the galaxy, Joey finally caught up and asked "What the hell happened here?"
Still rigid in a sort of disbelief, Paul answered "Pirates. Attacked. The Trample is gone."
"Damn shame..." Joey walked up and put his beefy hand on Paul's shoulder. "Well, I plan on retailiating, dammit!"
Joey tried to re-direct his friend, "What! Tha's crazy Paul! Jus' let it slide, no use in chasin' after vandals."
"I know the name! They've been reported. They call themselves the Free Guild of Pirates. Ten or Eleven Pirate Pilots says an Eyewitness. Bombers, mainly!" Paul turned when finishing to face Joey, with a face red as Schlamer's First Rate Space Ketchup.
"Paul, 'ey, just don't be too brash. Someone else has to be goin' for 'em." Joey made another attempt to derail his anger train.
"Too late." Paul gestured toward the massive ship next to him. Joey looked for a minute as if he was waiting for the punch line. When Paul remained stiff, he said, "You moron, you've always been like this, too. I 'member at the Institue when that kid stole your essay, you...you... Christ on Crutches, you don't even have a crew!"
Paul turned and gazed right at Joey. "Yeah, but I've got a first mate."
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Paul walks to the Unwelcome and yells out "I'm looking for a few good men to work on my kestrel the Howzaboutislapya." Many heads turn for few men get the chance to work on a kestrel. "Meet me at the gym Blood N' Sweat down the block. There will be your test."
A group(3) of merc marines sitting near the smokey end of the establishment pay a quick glance at Paul. A look of "It has been a while since our last paying job" apeared on their faces.
Niel the group leader looks about. "I don't think I have to remind you guys how low our credit balance is." "It is a Kestrel, a fine design." Jack points out. "What kind of idiot came up with that name, woulda callled it Reaper myself. Makes you queston the captain, dosent it? " Rick says with a crooked smile. "No, not really." 'Shut up.'
"Okaay, lets go see what hes offering."Niel leans in toward the table. "If hes really loaded we can "borrow" his ship." He quietly explains. "I'm down!" "Indeed." "Okay lets go"
They exit the bar and head for the gym through the crowd.
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After giving his proclamation to a few bars he walked over to the gym in hopes finding enough men there to at least meet the minimum crew requirements. As he opened the door he was surprised to see at least 200 men waiting for details about being a crewmember in a kestrel, though at the same time he was dismayed to realize over 100 of them didn't look capable of being in an ore freighter crew.
As he walked in most of the men recognized him to be the owner of the kestrel and were hushed within seconds. Not sure of what he was supposed to say but at the same time anxious to get a crew and chase the pirates who destroyed his ship, cleared his throat. "As you all have heard," he began, with an audible nervousness in his voice, "I am looking for crewmen for my kestrel the Howzaboutislapya. I am sorry about the speed of which I need to appoint members, so I am just gonna try to get this going as fast as I can." Some of the potential crewmen started murmuring about the competency of their possible future captain, but were eager to make it aboard one of the legendary kestrel, a ship not many have the opportunity to even be onboard. "First off", Paul continued, "I want all those who have been crewmen on a....."
He was cut short by Joey rushing into the room, panting for breath and covered in sweat. "The pirates," he yelled, then paused for more breath, "Have been spotted destroying a corvette and entourage of rapiers in Kathoon!!!!" As soon as he said this he was sitting on the ground gasping for air.
"Well", Paul said, trying to keep his voice at a calm level, "I guess you're all in. Just write down your names and all that other crap down on this pad, and meet me at the Howzaboutislapya in an hour." With that he started to walk out when the Mercs approached him and their leader tapped him on the shoulder.....
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A few second afeter Joey finishes speaking another person runs into the bar. He introduces himself as Sejuk. "If you need a little help My ship is at your disposal, Me and my crew are itching for a fight," He says.
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Originally posted by Sejuk: **A few second afeter Joey finishes speaking another person runs into the bar. He introduces himself as Sejuk. "If you need a little help My ship is at your disposal, Me and my crew are itching for a fight," He says.
Keep the personal charachters down. This story has already been locked once for bieng too bar-like. As long as Sejuk is a main plot charachter and has something to add to the story, its fine but if you just want your name in the story he's out and ill ask the mods to dock karma.
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Okay, so your saying that I have to be a author, not a charachter? Sorry bout the mistake.
Originally posted by Sejuk: **Okay, so your saying that I have to be a author, not a charachter? Sorry bout the mistake.
It's alright. Most the webstories we have here, you are a character. In this one you are an author, taking turns writing about the same character.
A few seconds after Joey tells Paul the news another person runs up, he introduces himself as John. "My crew and I havent had a good fight for over a week, were all itching for some action, I was wondering..." Paul dosn't even let the man finish his sentence as he ubrubtly interupts, "Whats your ship, and let me see your combat records." John hands him a well used data pad with a picture of a corvette and an impresive list of combat records. Paul glances at it and nodds aprovingly. "your on, we fly now, I'll cosider payment afterwards, lets go." They all run out toawards the launch pads.
Paul and his rag-tag group of crew members fly to Kathoon. All the ways, Paul thinks about why he rushed off so soon. "Why did we leave? They would be spotted again. We could never catch up to a fleet of lightnings in a kestrel! Oh well. We're on our way. There's no stopping it."
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Come on. Dont let this story go the way of the other one.