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As the awesome forces mass around the Bar a small light in the deep sub basement starts to blink.

As more lights start to blink it becomes just bright enough to see what appears to be the helm and weapons control station from the old Phong's Head star ship !! Yes that is right. Old GT never throws anything away!!

Raging Deadstars's ships arrive and hover ominously around the Bar.

With a loud HUMM the station becomes fully active.

With a few Crackles, Snaps, and Pops a computer voice announces; "DANGER DANGER DANGER Hostile forces detected " Initiating Automated Defense Plan PEE-3.

In an even deeper basement large relays close with a SNAP. Massive amounts of Power start to flow through long unused paths.

Just down the road from the Bar there is a small forest of bushy trees and scrubs. In the middle of the forest there is a medium-small hill. With a loud ZIPPP the hill splits down the middle and opens up.

Inside one sees two large Power Globes that are starting to pulse with energy. Between them is the Powerful Energy Emitter (PEE) tube. Yes this device that can be used to transport material and deposit it over vast distances is also a powerful Weapon !!

As the Power Builds the PEE tube extends and swells up into a large towering structure that rises up out of the bushy forest. The two Power Globes start to Throb and Pulse with pent up energy.
The computer voice reports;
"PEE tube full erect."
"Power Globes fully engorged."
"Targets selected. "

"DISCHARGE PEE TUBE !

With a series of shudders the PEE tube releases several clouds of small units. These are the dreaded SPecial Energy Release Missiles. These SPERM units though small, number in the millions. Their small warheads contain a powerful super DNAmite explosive. They each have a long tail that spins like a cartoon propeller to launch them at their targets.

The SPERM units lock onto RD's ships. They attack them from all sides. Millions of the units hit at the same time. They burrow though shields and armor and explode deep inside each ship. Each explosion breaks the ships into smaller and smaller parts. Soon all of RD's ships have been reduced to "bLasted spheres" of ruin.

The PEE tube shrinks and returns into the hill. The Energy Globes are now spent. With a loud ZIPP the hill top closes up.

Everyone in the Bar is shocked and awed at the display. All of the FBWs want to talk about it. All of the men just want to take a nap.

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Thanks RD, I've been waiting for a Long time to get some more use out of the PEE tube.
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*RD Stands rallying the troops when suddenly a message comes over his com unit*

"Good News My lord, they took the bait, the decoys were completely destroyed, Indeed our troops have only just began to form into units outside!"

"How did you get them past the defences, i'm intrigued..."

"Taxi's sir, On power mans tab!"

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"Ok, we obviously have some loyalists, grab General Woundwort and tie him up, maybe send those two FBW's with him, just because this is a revoloution we're not going to abandon Cantina Tradition!" http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon12.gif

"Timstone, you are in charge of Perimeter defence, i want whoever activated the PEE tube device apprehended. It means little, i have suprise waiting..."

*A Warp Point flashes open above the planet the cantina resided on and a collossal Battlemoon warped out and took up orbit, the War point closing behind it. On Board Captain Atfield (i'm sure you all remember) starts to prep the monstrous vessel.*

"Lets see how they survive Planetary Bombardment, Art Student Style!!!!"

*The Horror, the horrrrrrrrorrrrr!!!!* http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/tongue.gif http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/image...s/rolleyes.gif

[ April 20, 2004, 22:36: Message edited by: Raging Deadstar ]

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Since it was an automated response to the arrival of Your ships you can say that You activated the PEE tube.

You are lucky that this is an Older model PEE tube. It may take a bit to get it Up and ready to go again. I seem to recall when it was newer it could be used several times in a night. Now it takes a bit of effort to get another rise out of it.

Anyway, Keep Your Hands off other people's PEE tubes!!

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WHAT IS THAT SMELL? http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon8.gif

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Having just finished the rest of Mac's pizza, (with the delicious addition of hot peppers, hot sauce, and some other unidentifiable substance) Renegade licks his lips, and watches the amazing spectacle of the PEE tube sinking back into its covering.

Suddenly, a quivering, shaking sensation grips his intestinal cavity. Running as if the devil himself were after him, Renegade realizes with a horrible sensation that he WILL NOT make it to the bathroom!!!

Scampering for the nearest corner (which just happens to be the table Mac is sitting at http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon12.gif ), Renegade hastily slides under the table, drops his clothing, and proceeds to discharge the Most Putrid Filthy Mess Ever Imagined....all over Mac's shoes and pants http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif

After a few moments of utter misery, Renegade shakily rises up from under the table, grins at Mac and says:

"Good one, old man! Prepare yourself for my next onslaught." http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/tongue.gif

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as the wiley and cagey old wizen one watches as his Mac clone is uncerimoneously dumped upon, He grins wickedly. Ahh, the trap and the bait worked, he smiles, then pushes the small red button on his movable table, then sits back to watch as hundreds of small mini mirco-cannabilistic robots drop out of the ceiling and drop upon the un clothed Renegade.... http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif They just love to clean up other peoples mess including those who made the mess in the lst place http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/tongue.gif

just some ideas Mac

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Hmmmm, thinks the mighty kat, I dont like the look of this. What with Timstone revealing his cross dressing transgressions, phallic PEE tubes (someone give that man therapy) and all this hi-tech violence. It is not just on. GT activates the technology dampening field.

When we fight this fight, we will do it mano et mano, with axes, swords, spears, chainsaws (they still work) and red hot poker hand cannon (completely non-technological).

None of this hi-tech tosh for me, I want to see the look on Raging Deadstar's face when I stick a red-hot poker up his bum, I want to see the agonised look in Timstone's face when a couple of killer mongoose douse him in Greek fire, I want to see Mac scurry under his table in terror when the mailed mongoose kataphraktoi charge into the cantina, I want to taste the fear, see the gore, feel the brains being splattered over me, I wanna see limbs flying through the air, I wanna see hear the shrieks of agony when RD tries the old Scottish "see my hairy ringpiece" trick and gets a red hot poker by way of recompense...

Oohh, is I feeling evil

[ April 22, 2004, 10:01: Message edited by: Growltigger ]

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Man GT, that sounds like the Democrat and Republican conventions http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif

just some ideas Mac

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As things begin to get ugly, and considering the absence of his side-kick, with a slight shimmer, the cryptic one fades away into the fabric of cyberspace to observe the scene from a safe distance.

Meanwhile, out in the street, Sam is just crawling back out of his hat after the massive PEE tube discharge.

[ April 23, 2004, 15:27: Message edited by: Cipher7071 ]

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<font size="2" face="sans-serif, arial, verdana">Anyone else sense a certain irony in that Last post?

*dogscoff resumes his enlightened meditation under a corner table (after re-inserting his absynthe drip)