NetShip Dogpile!

[Malice]

Inspired by Kyle Katarn's little blurb in Site Feedback, I thought it would be fun.

-----Command Staff-----
Captain Mirko - Captain of the Netship DogPile (http://www.dogpile.com)
Commander JBond - Seccond Officer of the Netship DogPile (http://www.dogpile.com)

-----Other Bridge Operations-----
LT. Link - Chief Navigator
LT. Psylent - Chief Communications Officer

-----Engineering Staff-----
LT. Commander Malice - Chief Engineering Officer
Sgt. Optimus Prime - Second Engineering Officer (Android)
LT. beemanbone - Holodeck Operations

-----Security and Weapons Staff-----
LT. Doomsday - Chief Assault Officer
Sgt. Godzilla - Second Assault Officer
LT. Kyle Katarn - Bridge Weapons Officer
LT. The Insider - Chief Internal Security Officer
LT. bbf2 - Platoon Alpha Leader
LT. rObix - Platoon Beta Leader

-----Medical Staff-----
LT. slinger - Chief Medical Officer
LT. Olorin - Second Medical Officer
Ensign Kitty -

-----Day-to-Day Maintenance Staff-----
LT. Iben - Chief Maintenance Engineer
LT. thbtskink - Chief WormFarm Operator
LT. Frizzo the Clown - Chief Entertainment Operator
LT. aeon-death - Chief Cook
Sgt. TyRoss - Chief Counselor
LT. Longshanks - Movie Inventory Specialist
Ensign MovieDudeGuy - Assistant Movie Inventory Specialist

-----Misc Random Red Shirted Ensigns-----
tyler_durden
Empusae
Colorado Cajun

The year is 2341. The place is a small system called ComingSoon.net. This system has only two planets that are growing in population by leaps and bounds. Something must be done. There wont be much space left in the system unless something is done.

<Captain Mirko enters>

Captain Mirko: Greetings ladies, gentlemen, and members of the stinking press. I have called you all here for a very specific and up till now, clandestine reason. As you all know, for three
years now, our system has become populated, and will in the future over-populated unless we find "Breathing Space." Its time something has been done. For the last 6 months, our brilliant
Engineers, have put together ComingSoon.net's FIRST, NetShip called, The DogPile!. This ship was designed to take us out in the far reaches of space and "find" other places to call our own. Enough talking! My crew awaits and we shall prevail!

<Captain Mirko nods, turns, and walks to the left ofthe stage into a long hallway which is actually the last entrance into the ship.>

[Optimus Prime]

It looks good Malice, But I'm more of a Fighter then a Engineer. But I'll live with the part besides who say a Engineer can't Fight.:cool::p ;)

[MovieDudeGuy]

could I be in this? I could be the expendable ensign who's new!

but anyway, good stuff

[Malice]

What "system" should get it first?

[Malice]

Oh by the way guys, I will constantly be editing the first post, adding people and the like...so keep watching it over the next few days.

[Iben]

This looks good Malice!

[bbf2]

I'll be head land force soldier dude.

[TyRoss]

I love the conept good stuff.

A suggestiion:

One of the people with blank spots could take over Kyle's spot and Kyle could become our chief medical officer.

[Colorado Cajun]

It looks great so far

[Kitty]

um, mister Malice, um, sir, and um can i um be in um this um pretty pease?

[Knerys]

Ooo can I get in on this?

[Longshanks]

Errr, any chance I can change the colour of my shirt?

I'm much more of a 'get-up-and-do-it' kind of chap than a 'drop-down-and-die' one ;)

[Empusae]

what system? You mean what show?
Either Buck Rodgers or Battlestar Galactica.

[Malice]

system = website
heheh

[Kyle Katarn]

Originally posted by Malice
Inspired by Kyle Katarn's little blurb in Site Feedback, I thought it would be fun.

LT. Kyle Katarn - Bridge Weapons Officer


Hooray! :D And I get to play with phasers too! Or like Ty said, I could be the cheif medical officer ! Either way, I dispense drugs every day, and know many people I would like to vaporize, so I will be happy with either role! :cool:

[Malice]

Anyone want to assist...the next few days are gunna be WAY busy....

[Optimus Prime]

Sure I'll help. What do you need?

[Empusae]

humm aint it cool news is looking for a hurting :)

[Malice]

Originally posted by Empusae
humm aint it cool news is looking for a hurting :)

Perfect...AICN is our first objective for "assimilation."

MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

[Empusae]

Originally posted by Malice


Perfect...AICN is our first objective for "assimilation."

MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAH

As you wish Lord Malice. . .

[Malice]

I believe Optimus Prime is first on the list to assist me...

[MovieDudeGuy]

There's not enough room for comingsoon.net and AICN. Lets get em!

Captian Mirko: SHUT UP, ENSIGN! LEt's get em!

[MovieFreak]

well if theres room, can i be in this :)

[Optimus Prime]

O.K. Until Malice has some free time to write this himself. Here is the first part...

(Capt. Mirko shuttle craft flies along the the side of the Netship Dogpile.)

Capt. Mirko: So we're finally ready for luanch.

Ensign Longshanks: Sir com message from the ship.

Capt. Mirko: Darn some thing is broken all ready! Put it on screen.

(With a flip of a switch a monator turns on.)

Lt. Link (through the com): Captain we are ready to depart would you land your shuttle immediately.

Capt. Mirko: Roger that, Land this shuttle Ensign.

(The Shuttle turns into the port side hanger. Many of the Engineering Staff are still working on it.)

Lt. Comm. Malice: Look sharp, the Captain is aboard.

Sgt. Optimus: Right sir.

(The shuttle lands, the side door opens and Captain Mirko steps out.)

Capt. Mirko: I thought he said we were ready to leave.

Lt. Comm. Malice: It's just the hanger, sir. The rest of the ship is ready.

Sgt. Optimus: Sir I would watch where you walk.

Capt. Mirko: Yes Sergent, I'll watch my....

(Capt. Mirko walks over and falls over into a hole in the floor.)

Capt. Mirko: Step?!? Lt. Commander Malice tell the staff to be in the meeting room. I'll be there as soon as the Sergent helps me out of the hole.

Lt. Comm. Malice: Yes, sir.

[MovieDudeGuy]

Good. Very good. Suprisingly good. Eye-poppingly good. Amazingly good. Ball-grabbing good. Ok, ok, it's great.

[slinger]

I outrank Olorin? He's going to be pissed.

[Optimus Prime]

(After being help out of the hole in the Hanger Capt. Merko arrives in the Meeting Room. There he finds a Rectangular shape table, Capt. Mirko takes his set at the head of the table. To his right is Comm. JBond, Lt. Doomsday, Sgt. Godzilla, and Lt. slinger. and to his left is Lt. Comm Malice, Sgt. Optimus Prime, Sgt. TyRoss, and Lt. Frizzo the Clown.)

Capt. Mirko: Alright everyone this meeting is in order. Everyone report on ship status.

Lt. Doomsday: Onboard weapons are ready.

Sgt. Godzilla: All Plasma Tanks, Laser Bikes, and Hand weapons are on board.

Lt. slinger: All Sick Bay equitment and staff are on board.

Lt. Comm. Malice: Plasma Core is online and work on the hanger is almost complete.

Sgt. Optimus: All Plasma torpedoos onboard and Laser cannons, and Enery Shield are online.

Sgt. TyRoss: All my equitment is onboard.

Lt. Frizzo: All the Movie discs, Holo room games, Books, etc. etc. etc. are onboard.

Capt. Mirko: Is everything we need ready.

Sgt. Optimus: No sir we still lack a Star Fighter squadron.

Comm. JBond: Do we have some one who can fly one?

Sgt. Optimus: Yes, sir. I've been programed and have Flight and Battle Experience.

Capt. Mirko: Prime we'll do with out a Star Fighter squadron for now but as soon as you train five others to fly and fight in them we'll get them.

Comm. JBond: I believe that's everything.

Capt. Mirko: Good, Commander Inform them about our first Target.

Comm. JBond: Yes, sir.

(Commander JBond presses a button on the table and a Hologram activates.)

Comm. JBond: This is the Aint It Cool News system our first target.

[MovieDudeGuy]

:D

[The Insider]

(NB! Books/Fan Fiction Post # 10.000!!! :D )

* Secretly... while the senior staff is holding their meeting. Chief Internal Security Officer The Insider is secretly communicating with a member of AICN *

The Insider (sounding very nervous): Look Harry... if they find out I work for you, I´m in deep trouble...
Harry Knowles: Ah... don´t worry about it, man... BURP!!! listen... those guys wouldn´t recognize a traitor if he called himself a clown and admitted that he loved midgets.
(SHORT AWKWARD SILENCE)
The Insider: Okay, okay... I did what you asked... I planted the bomb. This ship´s hangar is loaded with enough explosives to wipe out William Shatner´s toupe!
Harry Knowles: And nobody saw you plant it?
The Insider: I´m the Chief Internal Security Officer, Harry. I could discharge a photon rifle in a public corridor and nobody would ask any questions.
Harry Knowles: Good work Insider... you´re finally beginning to live up to that idiotic username of yours! BURP!!!. Just make sure that Mirko isn´t hurt... I want him alive!. Once the hangar has been destroyed, and all the Dogpile´s shuttles have been eliminated, myself and a heavily-armed security team will board the ship and take control of the bridge. You just make sure that the senior officers don´t get in my way during the whole ordeal.
The Insider: I´m the only person who´s been on this ship ever since construction on it was completed. I know this ship better than anyone... even Mirko. Trust me... you won´t encounter any problems when you board the ship.
Harry Knowles: And how exactly... is the bomb activated?
The Insider (smiles) : You just make sure that your security team is ready on time. I´ll take care of the bomb.
Insider out.
(The Insider pushes a button on the control panel. The image of AICN leader Harry Knowles dissapates, and the computer screen lits up with the words
CONNECTION SEVERED)

As The Insider turns away from the computer screen, his eyes - just for a split second - are lit up with guilt.
Can I really bring myself to betray these people? People who I´ve known for years... or will I - when the crucial moment finally comes - be the one to save the Dogpile´s crew, and not betray it?

TO BE CONTINUED

[bbf2]

(Meanwhile, inside a large area of the ship where the platoon is being trained)

(The platoon's Alpha leader, bbf2, is walking around and forcing all of the platoon members to constantly do pushups)

bbf2: You sniveling little MAGGOTS! What kind of pushups are those? ALL THE WAY DOWN! FASTER! DO MORE! You MAGGOTS are PATHETIC!

(one random platoon member suddenly stops in the middle of the pushups and collapses)

Redshirt: Ugh....

bbf2: WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU SNIVELING LITTLE WEASEL? GET UP! GET UP!

Redshirt: Sir, I can't get up....I'm tired...so tired...

bbf2: Oh, you're TIRED, eh? TIRED? WELL LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING SOLDIER! When you're out there in battle, blasting away the Talkbackers, DO YOU THINK THEY WILL LET YOU STOP BECAUSE YOU'RE "TIRED?" HELL NO! They don't give a **** if you're tired! If you get "TIRED" out there YOU DIE! DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME, SOLDIER?

Redshirt: Yes....sir....

bbf2: NOW GET BACK TO WORK! 50 more, and for this insolence I'll make sure you're in the front when we're marching into battle!

(bbf2 sneers at the redshirt then walks to the back, saying "Up, down, up, down!")

bbf2: You troops disgust me! I bet you'd be slaughtered by a damn army of Gungans!

(bbf2 then walks to the back while the troops are doing pushups to the point of collapse)

(bbf2's second in command and the platoon's Beta leader, rOb, walks up to bbf2)

rOb: Sir, don't you think you're pushing the troops a little too hard?

bbf2: Oh, this isn't too hard. I'm saving their lives, rOb. If you go soft, their skills get soft. Their skills get soft, they get slaughtered. They'll be thankful for me some day. That day will probably come very soon.

(bbf2's intercom thingy rings)

bbf2: This is Lt. bbf2. What is it?

Doomsday: (on intercom) Lietenant bbf2, This is Chief Assault Officer Doomsday. The Captain wants to check up on the Platoon sometime to make sure they're ready for battle soon, so have all the troops ready to go by tomorrow evening. Over.

bbf2: It'll be done. Over.

(bbf2 turns off the intercom and addresses the troops once again)

bbf2: Guess what, troops? The Captain is coming by tomorrow afternoon for an inspection! SO YOU'D BETTER BE DAMN WELL READY TO GO INTO BATTLE! This means target practice, 5:00 A.M. tommorrow SHARP! And no more leisure time, you've been getting way too many!

(All of the platoon troops groan at this news)

bbf2: NO COMPLAINING! Now you have to get at 4:30!

(The platoon is now silent but as bbf2 walks away they all look at him with disdain)

[MovieDudeGuy]

As slinger is making sure that the movies are organized and that all Segal films that DON'T have Tommy Lee Jones are burned, MovieDudeGuy looks either way, then, with a DVD in hand, scampers to the backroom, for testing the films.

Frizzo: Hey, Ensign, you brought it?

MDGuy: Yes, Frizzo, sir.

Frizzo: Shut up, newbie, and pop it in.

MovieDudeGuy puts the disk in the machine, sits back on the couch, and starts drinking down Mike's Hard Lemonade (yum).

All of a sudden, a image of a human figure, with no identifacation, pops up.

Frizzo: Ok newbie, start working it.

MovieDudeGuy: I have more than 1000 posts, y'know...

Frizzo: ARE YOU GONNA FU**ING WORK IT, OR NOT!?

MDGuy: Yes sir.

MovieDudeGuy starts pressing buttons. First, the character grows long, red hair. Then, the face is put on based on a human record, so there IS a face.

Frizzo: BORING! Get to the good stuff, damnit!

MDGuy: Yes sir.

Then, the figure has a some very skimpy clothes on. Then, as the character's thighs and chest start to expand, slinger opens the door.

slinger: I heard yelling. Is anyone here?

The room is empty. The screen is still on, but slinger can't see it from that angle.

Once slinger leaves, Frizzo and MDGuy jump back from behind the couch.

Frizzo: OH ****! YOU LEFT IT ON! I DIDN'T KNOW THAT IT COULD DO THIS

Frizzo and MDGuy are staring at a figure of Iben, who is barely distinguishable through the huge breasts!

Frizzo: Now, let me see the remote! You've gone to far! Get out before I report you!

MDGuy runs out, with his hard lemonade. Frizzo then makes sure no one is there, then has the image go down to midget height, then just watches, drooling...

[Optimus Prime]

Good greff, Nobody can wait.:rolleyes:

Comm. JBond: It's system defences are one of the few systems about to luanch there own Netship.

Sgt. Optimus: Then we should remove it while it's still being built.

Capt. Mirko: Right Sgt. Now let's prepare for the attack. Dismiss.

(Everyone stand up and Capt. Mirko is about to leave.)

Sgt. Optimus: Captian.

Capt. Mirko: What is it Sgt.?

Sgt. Optimus: You should duck your head on your way out.

Capt. Mirko: Thank you, Sgt.

(Mirko ducks his head out the door, as JBond hits his head on the top of the door.)

Comm. JBond: Blast it.

Capt. Mirko Commander remind me to promote Optimus.

Comm. JBond: Yes, sir.

Capt. Mirko: Lt. Comm. Malice fix this door.

Lt. Comm. Malice: Yes, sir.

[The Insider]

One of these days, Mirko is going to slap you for calling him Merko :D

[Optimus Prime]

Is that better?

[The Insider]

Well, the typo is still present in some of your earlier posts. But I guess its okay ;)

[Optimus Prime]

Originally posted by The Insider
Well, the typo is still present in some of your earlier posts. But I guess its okay ;)

I'll fix it in the morning.;)

[MovieDudeGuy]

Good stuff. Specially that part with Frizzo and MDGuy in them;)

[Malice]

I like so far...when I get a chance I will join in

[Optimus Prime]

I've fixed all the typeos.

[Frizzo the Clown]

Originally posted by MovieDudeGuy
Good stuff. Specially that part with Frizzo and MDGuy in them;) Damn straight! :D

[Frizzo the Clown]

Originally posted by Optimus Prime
I've fixed all the typeos. Hehe....well, not all of them....theres no "e" in "typo." ;)

[MovieDudeGuy]

I thought Frizzo might like that part. And remember, that is'nt the truth. That's right, it is'nt the... WHAT THE HELL?! AGH! MIDGETS, SO MANY MIDGETS! HELP M...

[Optimus Prime]

Originally posted by Frizzo the Clown
Hehe....well, not all of them....theres no "e" in "typo." ;)

Blast it the clown is right.

[Malice]

*Lt. Commander Malice wanders around the Tri-Helium Powered Coffee Maker, pulling out the carafe, and pours himself a cup*

Lt. Commander Malice: Hey there Prime, how goes it? Anything new?

Sgt. Optimus Prime: Greetings and Salutations Lt. Commander. I am fine, thank you for asking. There are 1,352,065 new things that have happened to me since we last spoke 3 hours 32 minutes and 3 seconds ago. Shall I list them for you?

*Malice stares in awe of the question that Prime just asked him...*

Lt. Commander Malice: Um, no, that will be alright Sgt.

*Malice continues to pour cream and sweetener in his coffee, then sits in his Engineering Command chair, overseeing this mornings Engineering reports from last shift.*

Lt. Commander Malice: Prime, I am looking at the reports and Engineering is in perfect shape for battle. We need to make more redundant crossovers from system to system to allow us to bypass anything known to man or driod. Now, I say, lets run a net bypass system from the Trans-Warp InterNet Drive directly to the Deflector Firewall control. This can allow massive amounts to systems to bypass other critical systems. Get to work, I have a Department Head meeting in 5.

Sgt. Optimus Prime: Lt. Commander, that is a highly brilliant observation that I have not thought of. I will start the systems modifications at once!

*Malice grins evilly...*

Lt. Commander Malice: I was not made the Chief Engineer for nothin. See you in a bit.

*Malice gets up, and starts wandering down the hallway to the nearest TurboLift. He waits for the doors to open and walks on. As the doors are closing, Lt. Slinger and Ensign Empusae enter the TurboLift.*

Lt. Commander Malice: Desk 2 Please.

Ensign Empusae : Desk 10 Please.

Lt. Commander Malice: Ensign, your uniform seems to be wrinkled. Have you ironed it lately? That is unacceptable. Go see Lt. Iben, and she will point you in the right direction in how to maintain proper grooming.

*Ensign Empusae stands at attention, petrified that he will be in massive trouble from neglecting to iron his uniform.*

Ensign Empusae : Sir Yes Sir!

*Lt. Slinger snickers to himself at the chastation that Malice gives Empusae. Meanwhile, the doors open and Ensign Empusae tears out of the TurboLift with blinding speed.*

Lt. Slinger : Dont you think you were a little hard on him sir?

Lt. Commander Malice: Not really...just getting him used to the command structure. You heading to the Department Meeting?

Lt. Slinger : Yep, I have been spending every waking hour getting SickBay ready and I actually put together a Triage center together for deployment in the event Sick Bay becomes disabled.

Lt. Commander Malice: Good thinking, I have been doing things of the same nature in Engineering. We will be seeing alot of action in a few days, might as well be as prepared as we could possibly be.

*The TurboLift stops and the doors slide open. They both walk out and head to the large conference room down the hall. On the way passing misc crewman along the way. They enter the conference room and see that everyone else has already arrived.*

Captain Mirko: Welcome everyone, lets get down to business. First, Lt. Kyle Katarn. You stated when we first were leaving NetDock, that all onboard weapons were functioning perfectly, any updates.

Lt. Kyle Katarn: First, they weapons are still online as requested. We have also made updates to the Tazer Banks, Electron Torpedos and have come up with a new weapon. The Viral Gun. I know, it sounds nasty, but lemme explain. The Viral Gun simply put, injects a systems virus in any computer its shot at. Once injected, it replicates itself in a Geometric fashion starting to eat up all resources possible. This Viral Gun, could disable another NetShip in a matter of minutes, rendering it powerless and adrift. ALSO, it grants us backdoors to secure systems so that we can access them at will. This will be extremely useful when we hit Planetary systems.

BTW, I have "innoculated" our system to the Virus, so we have no fear of it being turned on us.

Captain Mirko: Well Done! I cant wait to see that one in action.

Commandeer JBond: Lt. has it been tested at all?

Lt. Kyle Katarn: Only in simulation. We brought online some systems that were isolated from our mainframe of course and it completely trashed it in record time.

Commandeer JBond: Very Good.

Captain Mirko: Lt. Slinger how about Sick Bay, any updates?

Lt. Slinger : Yes sir, as I was telling Lt. Commander Malice, I have created a mobile Triage center in the event SickBay is disabled. It can me moved about the ship in a matter of minutes. Once the ship is in danger, I have made sure that a few crewmen are in charge of moving it on command to another part of the ship when needed.

Captain Mirko: Excellent. Lt. Commander Malice, how about Engineering?

Lt. Commander Malice: Yes sir, all systems are operating at 99.97% efficiency. We are chasing down a small gliche in the monitoring software and that should be rectified in a matter of a few hours. Besides that, the Trans-Warp InterNet Drive is working at 125% efficiency. Thanks to ideas from Sgt. Optimus Prime (who is working in Engineering right now) we have run it though itself to multiply its output. Firewall control is operating at maximum after serveral tests. Other ongoing projects are in the report.

Captain Mirko: Nice.... Lt. Doomsday, how are your Shock Troops? Are they going to be ready for the invasion?

Lt. Doomsday: Sir Yes Sir! My troops are Lean! Mean! and really thirsty sir! Point me to them and you will have no problem taking out the enemy. Thanks to Sgt. Godzilla my Second in Command and my Platoon Leaders, Lt. bbf2 and Lt. rObix, they are probably the most well trained group in CyberSpace! We are ready sir, have no worries on the one.

Captain Mirko: Glad to hear it Lt. I was just informed that Lt. Iben could not be here because of an emergency in the Food Duplicators, so she is making sure that is taken care of. Her report will be on your desks shortly.

Now, to the good part. We have cleared ComingSoon space and are approaching AICN space. I need tactical options everyone.
What should be the first move?

*All the officers start looking around and look toward Lt. The Insider, Lt. Doomsday, and Lt. Kyle Katarn for the bulk of the tactical information*

to be continued.....

[The Insider]

Lt. Kyle Katarn: As the Bridge Weapons Officer, I believe it´s my duty to remain on the bridge, and see to it that all things are going as planned during the invasion. I will supervies the firing of the Viral Gun cannon. Right now, all the Shock Troopers are located in the ship´s main hangar...

(Nobody notices it, but The Insider suddenly shifts his gaze, looking down on the floor while quickly scrathching his nose)

Lt. Kyle Katarn: ...and are all ready to launch. They will be carried by our Zun-9 starfighters, which will drop all the Shock Troopers off on the surface, before comencing on airstrikes.

Captain Mirko: (A fly is flying around Mirko´s head, both irritating and distracting him) Great... great... (he lashes out, in an attempt to hit the fly, but he misses) Damn you fly! You´re going to die! Hey...! that rhymes!

Lt. Doomsday: Captain Mirko, sir. As Chief Assault Officer, I´ll help coordinate ground forces - or should I say, my troopers ;) - , providing Lt. bbf2 and Lt. rObix with up-to-date information, provided by our radars. I will be onboard our top fighter-ship: the U.S.S. Youaintgotachanceinhell, from which I will command our Zun-9 fighter squadrons.

Captain Mirko: (keeps trying to catch the fly) Aha... aha... yes... how interesting... aha, aha... hmmmm........

Lt. Insider: Sir, er.... er... (Insider´s voice sounds a little shaky) I´m... I´m... just going to stay behind.... er... on the ship.... er.... being the internal... er, security officer.... er... Sir, I can´t keep this from you any longer! I´m really ---

Captain Mirko: (BANG!) YYYYEEEEEEESSSSSS!!!!!! Got you! I got you! You damn little mother-

Lt. Cmdr. Malice: CAPTAIN!!!

Captain Mirko: (surprised and chocked) WHAT? What? What´s going on? (Mirko sounds like he´s just starting to wake up from a long and lovely dream) Oh yes... please continue Lieutenant Katarn...

Lt. Kyle Katarn: Er... but sir, I have nothing further to add...

Captain Mirko: But you haven´t said anything yet! No wonder you´re only a lieutenant!

Lt. Cmdr. Malice: :rolleyes:

JBond: (looks at all the officers assembled) Good work men. (looks at Doomsday) Mr. Doomsday, have your Shock Troops ready and good to go in (looks at watch) 60 minutes. We´ll launch the attack then.
(looks around at everybody again) Dismissed!
(everybody stands up, and starts to leave the room, except only for The Insider and Mirko. Mirko is just staring out the window, staring at the stars)

Captain Mirko: They´re beautiful... aren´t they?

The Insider: Yes sir, they are... back when I was a kid, I could spend hours just staring at the stars... wondering...

Captain Mirko: No, you fool! I was talking about my medals on my uniform. Don´t you think they look awesome?

The Insider: Uh... sure, sir... Look, can I ask you something?

Captain Mirko: You want to borrow my medals? Well, it just ain´t gonna happen! You´re just going to have to make do with fake roses and cheap chocolate...

The Insider: Well, sir, that wasn´t ---

Captain Mirko: Oh, I see... you want a promotion. Sure, sure. BANG! Congratulations, you´re an admiral!

The Insider: Well, sir, I don´t think you have the autho ---

Captain Mirko: Yeah, you´re right. You´re probably not ready for that position quite yet...

The Insider: SIR!

Captain Mirko: Hey! Don´t you dare raise your voice to me, son! I was out administrating bulletin boards, while you were just starting to plug in your first dial-up-connection modem.

The Insider: Sir... if you had been disrespected most of your life... looked down upon by your superiors, your colleagues... your "friends"... don´t you think it would be fair enough for you to use... "unorthodox" means, in order to finally show all those people, that you´ve really got some great talent? That you can really do something special? Don´t the ends justify the means?

Captain Mirko: Hey... how should I know? I just work here.

* * BUZZZZZZZ * *

Lt. Kyle Katarn: (using the intercom) Lt. Katarn to Lt. Insider, would you please meet me on the bridge? I have found something you need to see.

The Insider: (looks at Mirko) Excuse me, sir.
(The Insider leaves the room, and heads for the bridge)


To be continued...

[MovieDudeGuy]

good stuff Malice!

[Kyle Katarn]

:D

[The Insider]

Nobody likes my writing. :( Guess I should never have posted in this forum. Well, that´s a mistake I can easily fix...

[Kitty]

Originally posted by The Insider
Nobody likes my writing. :( Guess I should never have posted in this forum. Well, that´s a mistake I can easily fix...
i luv ur writing and i'm sure that everyone else who reads this does. keep it going, it's doing great!!!!!!!!

[MovieDudeGuy]

whatever happened to this thread? It's suddenly come to aschreeching halt.:(

[Optimus Prime]

Capt. Mirko: Is everything ready for the attack.

Cmdr. Jbond: Yes, Sir.

Capt. Mirko: Good then begin the attack!

(a dozen attack transorts leave the hanger and head down to the planet.)

Capt. Mirko: Now let's begin the search for they're netship.

Lt. Link: I don't think thats going to be a problem Captain.

Capt. Mirko: Why is that, LT.?

Lt. Link: It's right in front of us!

Capt. Mirko: What?!?!

(Over in the other netship)

Navigation officer: The Netship Dogpile dead ahead.

Captain: Excallent, Open fire and destroy them.

Lady at weapon controls: Firing all weapons!

[MovieDudeGuy]

Cool!

[thebtskink]

Nice work everybody... funny stuff!

Can't wait to see what Malice does with the wormfarm.

[MovieDudeGuy]

me too!

[Malice]

The Netship Dogpile floats zooms closer to AICN space as the last preparations for all out war loom closer on the horizen.

Captain Mirko sits in his command chair with the Bridge Staff in their stations doing their duties.

Captain Mirko: Lt. Psylent, have you picked up any sort of "strange" communications traffic? Anything out ofthe ordinary, elevated Military communications, etc?

Lt. Psylent: Well sir, I would have to estimate the communications are up about 20% higher than normal. From the distance, I cannot yet determine if its of Military frequencies or not, but there is a definite increase on traffic.

Captain Mirko: Very interesting. I was under the impression this would be a complete suprise attack? Have we been discovered? This could severely hamper our operations. Number One, thoughts?

Commander JBond: Well sir, the elevated communications by itself does NOT mean we have been discovered. It could some fluke, AICN might have actually posted real news that is actually true, hence the elevated communications, or they really do know that we are coming, and they are preparing for Planety Defense. All-in-all Sir, I believe we should continue as scheduled, unless any other "anomolous issues" start popping up.

Captain Mirko: Agreed, Lt. Link, estimated time to the invasion point?

Lt. Link: I would put our ETA at about 12 hours and 33 minutes sir. That puts us in the Coolius News Nebulae with a....

Captain Mirko: I am not stupid Lt.! I know where we are going... Well, Number One, you have the bridge, I am off to play with my Legos.

Captain Mirko skips off the bridge like a little school child.

[Empusae]

Originally posted by Malice
Captain Mirko skips off the bridge like a little school child.

Great job Malice.


I guess child is better than school girl.. .. ..

[Malice]

A few light years away, on AICN Prime, Harry Knowles prepares his forces for intercepting the Netship Dogpile by planning "an elaborate trap."

Harry Knowles: David! Have you finsihed the weapon systems on Geek1 yet?

David Alvarado: No sir, we got the shields up, but the weapons system were not even close to being installed! I fear the Dogpile will be here before I can get them operational.

Harry Knowles: That is unacceptable! We need weapons on Geek1 because our planetary defence systems are not up to par! Look at their bad paint job!
You well know that our global infrastructure is complete S**T. Its needs upgrading for years but I have been too stingy to do it! Gimme Geek1 now!

David Alvarado sighs heavilly and nods.

[Empusae]

LoL god if that isnt on point.

[Malice]

Back on the Dogpile, Lt. Doomsday holds a small gathering of all the command staff under him to finalize the command communication structure.

Lt. Doomsday: First, we have a small change in plans. Lt. Godzilla points to Sgt. Godzilla who nows accordingly will head down with the assualt group as well as the Platoon and Squad Leaders. I will stay onboard the Dogpile in Assault Command to organize and ship to troop communications and overall command.
Sgt. Godzilla has ultimate command on the ground in my absense or lose of communication. Lt. Kyle Katarn will povide some planetary bombardment using the Tazers and Electron Torpedos. I will assist him in this if need be.
Lt. bbf2 with Platoon Alpha and Lt. rObix with Platoon Beta will be leading the main assult. We of course will be dropping small terror squads thruout the system to disrupt communications and confuse the defence.
Any Questions?

Sgt. Godzilla: Sir, who will I head down with? or would you rather me stay on the Mobile Command Center?

Lt. Doomsday: I would advise staying on the Mobile Command Center when possible. Its heavilly armored even though it have little in the way of weaponry. You will be safe there and plus you will need to use its equipment to handle both Alpha and Beta platoons in the event we loose communications with the Dogpile. Anything else?

Lt. bbf2: stands up at attention I just wanted to say sir that my boys are ready to kick som AICN ass! They are stone cold killers looking to pick a fight, I ain to do it! salutes and sits down

Lt. rObix: Beta platoon is ready to go sir, although they are not stone cold killers like Alpha, but they are lean and ready, simple as that. They will get the job done.

Lt. Doomsday: Understood. Now, I understand Alpha Platoon is in Main Hanger 1 and Beta is in Main Hanger 2, very good. Have the dropships been fueled and armed?

Sgt. Godzilla: Yes sir they have. The low-orbit Electron Bombs have been armed and are ready for deployment upon entering the atmosphere to clear a path.

Lt. Doomsday: Fantastic! I will inform the rest of the command staff on our progress and you will return to your stations. You will be informed in a few hours the exact time of the drop. Dismissed.

[Malice]

Originally posted by Empusae
LoL god if that isnt on point.

*grins evilly*

I call em like I see em

[The Insider]

Wonders if he should continue the traitor subplot...

[Knerys]

Why not? I thought it was pretty clever...

[Malice]

Originally posted by The Insider
Wonders if he should continue the traitor subplot...

continue!

[Malice]

Lt. Insider leaves the briefing room with Captain Mirko and heads to Lt. Katarns present location, all the while thinking of what he has done and what will happen in a matter of minutes...
Could he live with himself with the shame?

Lt. Insider: Lt. Katarn, you requested my assistance?

Lt. Katarn: Yes, have you finalized the ship procedures in the event that we are boarded by the enemy?

Lt. Insider: Of course, they are all located in the computer as usual.

Lt. Katarn: Great, we might need them, have your security staff ready. Once the fighting starts, I will not be able to assist you like I normally do.

Lt. Insider: Of course...

Meanwhile, the timer of the bomb Lt. Insider planted in Main Hanger 1 ticks down, 10 minutes left...

On the command deck, Lt. Insider starts sweating and thinking about the actions he has taken and the effects of those actions in the near future...

[Malice]

You know...We need to continue this....

[Mr.Matinee]

Granted,that the people partaking in this aren't on often or at all anymore,and i't's been almost two years since anything happened...but I'd like to see it continue.;)