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What the **** did you just ****ing say about me, Zod? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the GTVI, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on the NTF, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in Shivan warfare and I’m a top interceptor pilot in the GTVA. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the **** out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this galaxy, mark my ****ing words. You think you can get away with saying that **** to me over your translator? Think again, ****er. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across Vasudan space to track you down, so you better prepare for the juggernaut, maggot. The juggernaut that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call life. You’re ****ing dead, Zod. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over eighty ways, and that’s just with my beams. Not only am I extensively trained fighter combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the GTVA and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the universe, you little ****. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your untranslated comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your ****ing tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will **** furies all over you and you will drown in them. You’re ****ing dead, Vasudan.
So there I was staring at the flickering engines and battered hulls of the next convoy my wing was to protect whilst they tried to flee Capella, we out of trebs, my hull at twenty three percent and we had lost alpha three in the last attack. I knew the convoy were in deep trouble as more and more shivan bombers entered the Field of engagement. Glancing towards the Capella star, seeing the armada of juggernauts parked there made my stomach sink. Suddenly a strange flash of light blinded me for a couple of seconds and my comms system screamed "Capella sun has gone supernova! All pilots get to the jump node, godspeed!" Regaining my vision I turned to my radar. The convoy could still make the jump node but the shivan force were closing fast - someone was going to have to delay the shivan bombers if the convoy was going to make it. Knowing that this was a suicide mission I ordered my surviving wingmen to run for the node, aimed for the lead bomber, put all my remaining power into weapons and my mom got scared And said, “You’re movin’ with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air.” I whistled for a cab and when it came near The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror If anything I could say that this cab was rare But I thought, “Nah, forget it. Yo home to Bel-Air!” I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 And I yelled to the cabby yo holmes smell ya later Looked at my kingdom I was finally there To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.
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