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Imran Siddiqui posted 05-14-99 04:21 PM ET
Boxes were clanging against each other. Shifting and moving to new positions. In the middle of this mess was Imran Siddiqui (now forever known as Imran) who was directing the boxes with his hands and his mind. Imran was channeling into himself to use the mysterious force of NIM. A force that only few knew about, and fewer could understand.
Well the fact remained that Brotherhood of Sid (BoS) headquarters was in commotion. It was a slow and painful decline until it came to this. The BoS was known for defending the company of Firaxis from unintelligent newbies. In the beginning it warily viewed CWAL HV, and even went to war with them. Later the tensions cooled, and BoS and CWAL worked together after the release of Sid Meier�s Alpha Centauri to stem the tide of evil newbies sent by the evil corporation of Activision, who, it was know, worked side by side with Blizzard to deny games to waiting gamers. When these highly waited for Activision games were released they were either total crap (like Call to Power) or extremely buggy (like Call to Power). Yet, people kept coming back for more. Imran speculated that they were using a mind-control ray and hence were more sinister than Blizzard (Heavens, no!).
At that time, Talon, Jay, and YYYH, all high ranking officers in BoS (in fact, they were the only other members, meaning they better had been high ranking!) barged in after another raid on Activision.
Talon: Hey, Wha? What is going on?
Imran: Well, we kind of folded. If you didn�t notice I closed up shop on the 9th, the 6th Month Anniversary of BoS�s founding.
YYYH: Oh right! I remember reading that in the SMAC forums.
Imran: Oh, and we also got bought out by StarBucks.
Jay: Bastards! Who is this StarBucks?
Imran: Oh right, you are from Finland, well remember the coffee company that YYYH owned in the early 1980s and sold to that guy?
Jay: Yeah.
Imran: Well now it is multi-million dollar corporation.
YYYH: What! God ****ing Damn It!
In a matter of seconds YYYH was knocking down the boxes that Imran meticously stacked. YYYH then found himself about ten feet from the ground. Imran smiled and started to stack the boxes again.
YYYH: Stupid NIM! Let me down!
Imran: Um, what would you say if I said �NO!� Thought so!
Talon: So BoS is over? What about our masses of troops?
Imran: Um, They were holograms Talon.
Talon: What? Where was I when this happened?
Imran: I believed you were in the room. You also made the first hologram pilot.
Talon: What? Really? Who the Hell was that I was fuc� Um nevermind!
Imran: Um, ok. I really must get going. I�m headed to CWAL HV at the IHOP. You know, down the road?
Talon: Out mortal enemy?!
Imran: Talon! We signed a peace treaty with them like 500 years ago! I tell you this in every story!
Talon: I still don�t trust them! Damn RTSers!
Imran: Whatever. I�m going.
YYYH: What about me?
Imran: Ah yes, YYYH, the great BoS general. Responsible for the Victory of Gaia! You shall be remembered!
YYYH: No! What about letting me down!
Imran: Oh right! Sorry.
YYYH drifts back down, while Imran leaves the barren HQ (soon to be a StarBucks), with Jay, Talon, and YYYH close behind. They stop at the BoSvette and help Imran put the boxes in the trunk (which is infinitly large, yes infinitly!), and wave to Imran (who is getting in his car). Then he notices something (Aren�t you sick of these side notes, yet?). The tire is flat (Well, I don�t care!). He calls to Talon (Na na, what are you going to do? Not read this anymore! No, wait! I�ll stop! Please!).
Imran: Hey, can you fix the flat for me?
Talon: (muttering) Yes sir, dictator, piece of shi�
Imran: I heard that!
Talon: Um, it was YYYH!
YYYH: What! Just fix the car.
Talon gets on his hands and knees (where he belongs frankly) and begins work on the tire. At that moment, Jay runs out with a small black device.
Jay: Hey! Imran, we found this at Activision!
Imran: What is it?
Jay: We don�t know. You disconnected all the computers, remember? Give this to Victor at the IHOP.
Imran: Will do.
Talon finishes his work and tells Imran he can go now. They all wave to Imran, and he waves back. Imran gets in the Vette, revs up the engine and roars out. Unfortunately, Talon�s necklace (we don�t know why he wears one either), got caught on the tire. After about ten miles of dragging Talon. Imran realized something was slowing him down. He looked back to see Talon covered in dust and hanging to his bumper.
Imran: I know you love me man, but this is too much!
Talon: I�m stuck to the tire!
Imran: Uh, I knew that.
Imran then proceeded to drag Talon the ten miles back. After making sure YYYH would take care of Talon, Imran drove off. He began to think if whether, he should have given Talon to Jay, as he saw YYYH beating on Talon as Imran left. Oh well, he thought, what could happen? He drove up to CWAL HV�s intimidating IHOP (Yeah, just scary. Kill me with their pancakes! Ohh!). He ran over chrisk as he was finding a parking spot. After the cannon fodder regenerated, chrisk ran inside to alert the others. They were all playing SMAC, when Imran entered.
Fjorxc: Imran? But then who am I playing?
Imran: YYYH! How did he get my passcode! I thought I disconnected the computers, and isn�t there a StarBucks there?
Imran uses the power of NIM to see that YYYH is actually a sales person at StarBucks. From his perch as coffee king he still plans to take over the world, but the rest are wary. YYYH is convinced he�ll win them over in the end.
Imran: Oh well. I�m here for my trial run!
Exile: Oh, new meat.
Fjorxc: Forget Exile. He�s a little drunk.
Imran: Since when is he not.
Fjorxc: True, true. Hey what is that?
Imran: Um, something my guys found at Activision. I wanted to give it to Victor for review.
Victor: Ah, another toy for me, eh? Come to papa.
Imran: Ok (turns to Fjorxc) you sure he isn�t drinking?
Fjorxc: No, no. Unfortunately, he�s sober. Oh, here is the DG!
DG: Hey Imran, how�s the SMAC forums?
Imran: A drag, I hang out at Apolyton now. I love seeing people rip on CTP! Oh that Activision burns me up!
DG: Yeah, they took my desk! (sorry, inside joke)
Imran: Aww, what a shame. Who is that wacko in the dumpster?
DG: Ah, IIIS special agent, jsorence. He thinks my desk is there. I think he is spying on us as well. Why don�t you talk to him, you are Chief of Security of IIIS!
Imran: Who�d want to go into a dumpster? I just want to get Activision!
Freerunner: You�ll have your chance. Trainee Imran, Fjorxc, there is a Area 69 report�
Chrisk: Ha ha! 69!
All of the people in the base look at him funny. Chrisk realizes what he has done, and gets a gun and shoots himself in the mouth only to respawn two minutes later. It seems his spawning is getting longer and longer to the CWAL crew. He is suffering from overspawning disease. It was first found in the first cannon fodder Gonad, who was experimented upon by CWAL scientists (who did it for research and for something to do on a Saturday night). Once it took him three years to come back! The last test on Gonad (mightiest of the cannon fodder) was three-hundred years ago, and he still isn�t back yet. He is in the freezer next to the ice-cream (brilliant location, no?).
Freerunner: Ok, may I continue?
Narrator: Go ahead. Not like we newbie narrators get any respect anyway!
Freerunner: Like you deserve it!
Narrator: Hey! I�ll end this story right now, young lady!
Freerunner: Sorry! Well it seems Activision�s henchmen were caught trying to get something from us. Check it out.
Fjorxc & Imran: Right Away, ma�am!
And thus is how the story begins. With no humor and a sucky plot, I offer this sacrifical lamb to the best of you. This story is bound to get me rejected no doubt, but remember I have a million of these, and if I�m not accepted, I�ll try to get in with a new story every week! Just a fair warning!
Imran *W*, *H*, *Special Powers (I forget the letter)*: Imran is the former President of BoS, who was blessed with immense psychic powers. He used his powers by learning from the last NIM Master. After the Master died, Imran became the last NIM Master. He uses NIM as his weapon mostly, but can also wield one of those Star Wars light-saber things, but he�d rather use a blaster. He has great diplomatic skills (well duh! If you could read mind, you�d be a great diplomat as well!), as well as charm. He has one weakness and that is chocolate! He�ll eat that forever!

Fjorxc the Maniac posted 05-14-99 04:43 PM ET
Well, normally there'd be a chance of rejection, but since I am both leader of CWAL HV and thus my word is law in these situations, and because we are DESPERATE for writers, welcome aboard!

Fjorxc the Maniac
Unwashed Village Idiot,
Wanderer,
CWALer,
8th Canadian Faction of Humanity.
Victor Galis posted 05-14-99 04:53 PM ET
Good story, and a new toy for me! Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll have to analyze this.
Fjorxc the Maniac posted 05-14-99 04:55 PM ET
Victor:
Don't do TOO much with it. I have plans for it. That was foreshadowing I asked him to stick in there.

Fjorxc the Maniac
Unwashed Village Idiot,
Wanderer,
CWALer,
8th Canadian Faction of Humanity.
Victor Galis posted 05-14-99 05:28 PM ET
Alright, the analysis will be somewhere near your computer, and I promise to return it in one piece... oops... well, I promise to repair it and return it in one piece.
BTW, is there any point to StarCraft clans? If so are there any good ones worth joining.
Jay posted 05-15-99 02:53 PM ET
[Former BoS HQ]
(Yes, former. Everything was quiet, power offline, the once so lively corridors abandoned. Only a few people still called it a home.)
Jay: Hod do I hate that new narrator.
Yo_Yo_Yo_Hey: Hod?
Jay: I've lurked the CWAL rubber room for too long.
YYYH: Oh. So, why are we still here, in this empty HQ?
Jay: Dunno about you, but I'm leaving.
YYYH: Why?
Jay: Why? 'Cause BoS is no more, Imran left, StarBucks is gonna take over this place and you're dead.
YYYH: I am?
Jay: You shot yourself. Don't you remember?
YYYH: Oh yeah. But how come I'm still alive?
(You pissed off Satan, and he decided that the worst punishment is to send you to suffer in the world of the living.)
YYYH: Oops.
Jay: Hope I've got everything I'll need with me...
YYYH: Polar bears?
Jay: Sarcasm does not become you. Let's see... CK-12 combat shotgun... check. Power Armor model T-51b... check. Ammo and grenades... check. Regeneration packs... check. Excalibur the golden pickle... WHAT?!? Who put that into my list!?!
YYYH: Heh, I love being evil.
Jay: Eval.
YYYH: Whatever.
Jay: Food & nuka-cola... check. Motion sensor and other hi-tech gadgets... check. End boss plasma gun... Hey!
YYYH: Hey! Hey! Yo!
Jay: Hoddamn. Vulcan six-barrel 20mm chaingun... check. Panzerkampfwagen III E... YYYH...
YYYH: What?
Jay: Nevermind. Well, that's about everything. By the way, how 'bout leaving a little surprise for our "friends"...
YYYH: Like what?
Jay: Overheating the Quantum reactor we have in the basement...
YYYH: Yay!
(After setting a DEADLY trap into the basement, Jay loads all of his stuff into his JSF (don't ask me how did all that fits in there) and flies away). END.
Talon posted 05-15-99 03:56 PM ET
[Former BoS Hangar]
Talon watched Jay fly off towards some unknown destination.
nolaT:Hey Tal, what we gonna do now?
Talon:Better go pack my stuff.
nolaT:Well what can I do?
Talon:Check out the Quantum reactor in the basement. I think I left something down there.(grins evally)
Jay:Hey that's my term hod damn you!
Talon:I thought you were...nevermind. Help me pack up my stuff. Here's my list.
Jay:Okay, Moonraker laser,Shredder pistol(Officers Issue), 2 Hovertanks, assorted ammo, and other hightech techinal doohickeys.
Talon:Check. Don't forget the whatzit and thingamajig.
Jay:Got it. So where ya going after this?
Talon:Well...maybe CWAL.
Jay:Sarcasm does not become you.
Talon Seriousl...
nolaT:Hey guys! Talon here's your..uh..holo-projector. *wink*
Jay:But how? Well...is that it?
TAlon:Yeah, exept...nolat! Get me a coke from the fridge!
nolaT:BRB
(Yes that's what he said. The narrator is too lazy)
Jay:Lets go then.
Jay with his impossibly overloaded JSF take off. Talon jumps into "Dave"(the jokester AI of the jet).
Dave:Hello Tal...What the ****? Who is this furball dragon creature that enters Talon's jet?
Talon:It's me, Talon. I was tramsformed into this in the events of Trail of the Assasin. Also Don't call me furball idiot.
Dave:Okay furb. Taking off. Any destination?
Talon:Follow Jay for awhile. The HQ is gonna blow any minute.
============================================
Meanwhile...
nolaT:Hey guys? Talon? Jay? YYYH?
BOOOOOOOOOOM

Pokemaniac posted 05-15-99 05:23 PM ET
(CWAL:HV HQ)
Pok�maniac: Yeesh, things sure are slow around here.. Hey, HQ wasn't destroyed in the Finale I didn't read or anything, was it?
(Pok�maniac gets a cold one and drinks it)
Victor Galis posted 05-15-99 09:10 PM ET
Finale isn't over yet. I haven't blown up enough stuff (hint hint).
Imran Siddiqui posted 05-16-99 02:42 PM ET
Ok, so, I gotta put this in the RR, so how should I say that it is a *shudder* newbie story? Should I call it Induction Story: A New Beginning? Or something else? Anyone?
Imran Siddiqui
Pokemaniac posted 05-16-99 04:43 PM ET
nah, you don't wanna be associated with the filthy newbies! Just say it's an introduction.
Pok�maniac: And use me in stories! I never joined, you say? No no no, I joined plenty. Sorta. I've been in the back room, playing Space Invaders for 3 months
Victor Galis posted 05-16-99 06:41 PM ET
Anyhow, can anyone from Irvine tell em whether there is a point to joining a clan, or does no one play StarCraft anymore?
"We're all a little crazy."
"Actually, some of us are sane."
"Yeah John, but where do you draw the line?"
"There." (points to table)
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Imran Siddiqui	posted 05-14-99 04:21 PM ET Boxes were clanging against each other. Shifting and moving to new positions. In the middle of this mess was Imran Siddiqui (now forever known as Imran) who was directing the boxes with his hands and his mind. Imran was channeling into himself to use the mysterious force of NIM. A force that only few knew about, and fewer could understand. Well the fact remained that Brotherhood of Sid (BoS) headquarters was in commotion. It was a slow and painful decline until it came to this. The BoS was known for defending the company of Firaxis from unintelligent newbies. In the beginning it warily viewed CWAL HV, and even went to war with them. Later the tensions cooled, and BoS and CWAL worked together after the release of Sid Meier�s Alpha Centauri to stem the tide of evil newbies sent by the evil corporation of Activision, who, it was know, worked side by side with Blizzard to deny games to waiting gamers. When these highly waited for Activision games were released they were either total crap (like Call to Power) or extremely buggy (like Call to Power). Yet, people kept coming back for more. Imran speculated that they were using a mind-control ray and hence were more sinister than Blizzard (Heavens, no!). At that time, Talon, Jay, and YYYH, all high ranking officers in BoS (in fact, they were the only other members, meaning they better had been high ranking!) barged in after another raid on Activision. Talon: Hey, Wha? What is going on? Imran: Well, we kind of folded. If you didn�t notice I closed up shop on the 9th, the 6th Month Anniversary of BoS�s founding. YYYH: Oh right! I remember reading that in the SMAC forums. Imran: Oh, and we also got bought out by StarBucks. Jay: Bastards! Who is this StarBucks? Imran: Oh right, you are from Finland, well remember the coffee company that YYYH owned in the early 1980s and sold to that guy? Jay: Yeah. Imran: Well now it is multi-million dollar corporation. YYYH: What! God ***ing Damn It! In a matter of seconds YYYH was knocking down the boxes that Imran meticously stacked. YYYH then found himself about ten feet from the ground. Imran smiled and started to stack the boxes again. YYYH: Stupid NIM! Let me down! Imran: Um, what would you say if I said �NO!� Thought so! Talon: So BoS is over? What about our masses of troops? Imran: Um, They were holograms Talon. Talon: What? Where was I when this happened? Imran: I believed you were in the room. You also made the first hologram pilot. Talon: What? Really? Who the Hell was that I was fuc� Um nevermind! Imran: Um, ok. I really must get going. I�m headed to CWAL HV at the IHOP. You know, down the road? Talon: Out mortal enemy?! Imran: Talon! We signed a peace treaty with them like 500 years ago! I tell you this in every story! Talon: I still don�t trust them! Damn RTSers! Imran: Whatever. I�m going. YYYH: What about me? Imran: Ah yes, YYYH, the great BoS general. Responsible for the Victory of Gaia! You shall be remembered! YYYH: No! What about letting me down! Imran: Oh right! Sorry. YYYH drifts back down, while Imran leaves the barren HQ (soon to be a StarBucks), with Jay, Talon, and YYYH close behind. They stop at the BoSvette and help Imran put the boxes in the trunk (which is infinitly large, yes infinitly!), and wave to Imran (who is getting in his car). Then he notices something (Aren�t you sick of these side notes, yet?). The tire is flat (Well, I don�t care!). He calls to Talon (Na na, what are you going to do? Not read this anymore! No, wait! I�ll stop! Please!). Imran: Hey, can you fix the flat for me? Talon: (muttering) Yes sir, dictator, piece of shi� Imran: I heard that! Talon: Um, it was YYYH! YYYH: What! Just fix the car. Talon gets on his hands and knees (where he belongs frankly) and begins work on the tire. At that moment, Jay runs out with a small black device. Jay: Hey! Imran, we found this at Activision! Imran: What is it? Jay: We don�t know. You disconnected all the computers, remember? Give this to Victor at the IHOP. Imran: Will do. Talon finishes his work and tells Imran he can go now. They all wave to Imran, and he waves back. Imran gets in the Vette, revs up the engine and roars out. Unfortunately, Talon�s necklace (we don�t know why he wears one either), got caught on the tire. After about ten miles of dragging Talon. Imran realized something was slowing him down. He looked back to see Talon covered in dust and hanging to his bumper. Imran: I know you love me man, but this is too much! Talon: I�m stuck to the tire! Imran: Uh, I knew that. Imran then proceeded to drag Talon the ten miles back. After making sure YYYH would take care of Talon, Imran drove off. He began to think if whether, he should have given Talon to Jay, as he saw YYYH beating on Talon as Imran left. Oh well, he thought, what could happen? He drove up to CWAL HV�s intimidating IHOP (Yeah, just scary. Kill me with their pancakes! Ohh!). He ran over chrisk as he was finding a parking spot. After the cannon fodder regenerated, chrisk ran inside to alert the others. They were all playing SMAC, when Imran entered. Fjorxc: Imran? But then who am I playing? Imran: YYYH! How did he get my passcode! I thought I disconnected the computers, and isn�t there a StarBucks there? Imran uses the power of NIM to see that YYYH is actually a sales person at StarBucks. From his perch as coffee king he still plans to take over the world, but the rest are wary. YYYH is convinced he�ll win them over in the end. Imran: Oh well. I�m here for my trial run! Exile: Oh, new meat. Fjorxc: Forget Exile. He�s a little drunk. Imran: Since when is he not. Fjorxc: True, true. Hey what is that? Imran: Um, something my guys found at Activision. I wanted to give it to Victor for review. Victor: Ah, another toy for me, eh? Come to papa. Imran: Ok (turns to Fjorxc) you sure he isn�t drinking? Fjorxc: No, no. Unfortunately, he�s sober. Oh, here is the DG! DG: Hey Imran, how�s the SMAC forums? Imran: A drag, I hang out at Apolyton now. I love seeing people rip on CTP! Oh that Activision burns me up! DG: Yeah, they took my desk! (sorry, inside joke) Imran: Aww, what a shame. Who is that wacko in the dumpster? DG: Ah, IIIS special agent, jsorence. He thinks my desk is there. I think he is spying on us as well. Why don�t you talk to him, you are Chief of Security of IIIS! Imran: Who�d want to go into a dumpster? I just want to get Activision! Freerunner: You�ll have your chance. Trainee Imran, Fjorxc, there is a Area 69 report� Chrisk: Ha ha! 69! All of the people in the base look at him funny. Chrisk realizes what he has done, and gets a gun and shoots himself in the mouth only to respawn two minutes later. It seems his spawning is getting longer and longer to the CWAL crew. He is suffering from overspawning disease. It was first found in the first cannon fodder Gonad, who was experimented upon by CWAL scientists (who did it for research and for something to do on a Saturday night). Once it took him three years to come back! The last test on Gonad (mightiest of the cannon fodder) was three-hundred years ago, and he still isn�t back yet. He is in the freezer next to the ice-cream (brilliant location, no?). Freerunner: Ok, may I continue? Narrator: Go ahead. Not like we newbie narrators get any respect anyway! Freerunner: Like you deserve it! Narrator: Hey! I�ll end this story right now, young lady! Freerunner: Sorry! Well it seems Activision�s henchmen were caught trying to get something from us. Check it out. Fjorxc & Imran: Right Away, ma�am! And thus is how the story begins. With no humor and a sucky plot, I offer this sacrifical lamb to the best of you. This story is bound to get me rejected no doubt, but remember I have a million of these, and if I�m not accepted, I�ll try to get in with a new story every week! Just a fair warning! Imran W, H, Special Powers (I forget the letter)*: Imran is the former President of BoS, who was blessed with immense psychic powers. He used his powers by learning from the last NIM Master. After the Master died, Imran became the last NIM Master. He uses NIM as his weapon mostly, but can also wield one of those Star Wars light-saber things, but he�d rather use a blaster. He has great diplomatic skills (well duh! If you could read mind, you�d be a great diplomat as well!), as well as charm. He has one weakness and that is chocolate! He�ll eat that forever!
Fjorxc the Maniac	posted 05-14-99 04:43 PM ET Well, normally there'd be a chance of rejection, but since I am both leader of CWAL HV and thus my word is law in these situations, and because we are DESPERATE for writers, welcome aboard! Fjorxc the Maniac Unwashed Village Idiot, Wanderer, CWALer, 8th Canadian Faction of Humanity.
Victor Galis	posted 05-14-99 04:53 PM ET Good story, and a new toy for me! Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll have to analyze this.
Fjorxc the Maniac	posted 05-14-99 04:55 PM ET Victor: Don't do TOO much with it. I have plans for it. That was foreshadowing I asked him to stick in there. Fjorxc the Maniac Unwashed Village Idiot, Wanderer, CWALer, 8th Canadian Faction of Humanity.
Victor Galis	posted 05-14-99 05:28 PM ET Alright, the analysis will be somewhere near your computer, and I promise to return it in one piece... oops... well, I promise to repair it and return it in one piece. BTW, is there any point to StarCraft clans? If so are there any good ones worth joining.
Jay	posted 05-15-99 02:53 PM ET [Former BoS HQ] (Yes, former. Everything was quiet, power offline, the once so lively corridors abandoned. Only a few people still called it a home.) Jay: Hod do I hate that new narrator. Yo_Yo_Yo_Hey: Hod? Jay: I've lurked the CWAL rubber room for too long. YYYH: Oh. So, why are we still here, in this empty HQ? Jay: Dunno about you, but I'm leaving. YYYH: Why? Jay: Why? 'Cause BoS is no more, Imran left, StarBucks is gonna take over this place and you're dead. YYYH: I am? Jay: You shot yourself. Don't you remember? YYYH: Oh yeah. But how come I'm still alive? (You pissed off Satan, and he decided that the worst punishment is to send you to suffer in the world of the living.) YYYH: Oops. Jay: Hope I've got everything I'll need with me... YYYH: Polar bears? Jay: Sarcasm does not become you. Let's see... CK-12 combat shotgun... check. Power Armor model T-51b... check. Ammo and grenades... check. Regeneration packs... check. Excalibur the golden pickle... WHAT?!? Who put that into my list!?! YYYH: Heh, I love being evil. Jay: Eval. YYYH: Whatever. Jay: Food & nuka-cola... check. Motion sensor and other hi-tech gadgets... check. End boss plasma gun... Hey! YYYH: Hey! Hey! Yo! Jay: Hoddamn. Vulcan six-barrel 20mm chaingun... check. Panzerkampfwagen III E... YYYH... YYYH: What? Jay: Nevermind. Well, that's about everything. By the way, how 'bout leaving a little surprise for our "friends"... YYYH: Like what? Jay: Overheating the Quantum reactor we have in the basement... YYYH: Yay! (After setting a DEADLY trap into the basement, Jay loads all of his stuff into his JSF (don't ask me how did all that fits in there) and flies away). END.
Talon	posted 05-15-99 03:56 PM ET [Former BoS Hangar] Talon watched Jay fly off towards some unknown destination. nolaT:Hey Tal, what we gonna do now? Talon:Better go pack my stuff. nolaT:Well what can I do? Talon:Check out the Quantum reactor in the basement. I think I left something down there.(grins evally) Jay:Hey that's my term hod damn you! Talon:I thought you were...nevermind. Help me pack up my stuff. Here's my list. Jay:Okay, Moonraker laser,Shredder pistol(Officers Issue), 2 Hovertanks, assorted ammo, and other hightech techinal doohickeys. Talon:Check. Don't forget the whatzit and thingamajig. Jay:Got it. So where ya going after this? Talon:Well...maybe CWAL. Jay:Sarcasm does not become you. Talon Seriousl... nolaT:Hey guys! Talon here's your..uh..holo-projector. wink Jay:But how? Well...is that it? TAlon:Yeah, exept...nolat! Get me a coke from the fridge! nolaT:BRB (Yes that's what he said. The narrator is too lazy) Jay:Lets go then. Jay with his impossibly overloaded JSF take off. Talon jumps into "Dave"(the jokester AI of the jet). Dave:Hello Tal...What the ****? Who is this furball dragon creature that enters Talon's jet? Talon:It's me, Talon. I was tramsformed into this in the events of Trail of the Assasin. Also Don't call me furball idiot. Dave:Okay furb. Taking off. Any destination? Talon:Follow Jay for awhile. The HQ is gonna blow any minute. ============================================ Meanwhile... nolaT:Hey guys? Talon? Jay? YYYH? BOOOOOOOOOOM
Pokemaniac	posted 05-15-99 05:23 PM ET (CWAL:HV HQ) Pok�maniac: Yeesh, things sure are slow around here.. Hey, HQ wasn't destroyed in the Finale I didn't read or anything, was it? (Pok�maniac gets a cold one and drinks it)
Victor Galis	posted 05-15-99 09:10 PM ET Finale isn't over yet. I haven't blown up enough stuff (hint hint).
Imran Siddiqui	posted 05-16-99 02:42 PM ET Ok, so, I gotta put this in the RR, so how should I say that it is a shudder newbie story? Should I call it Induction Story: A New Beginning? Or something else? Anyone? Imran Siddiqui
Pokemaniac	posted 05-16-99 04:43 PM ET nah, you don't wanna be associated with the filthy newbies! Just say it's an introduction. Pok�maniac: And use me in stories! I never joined, you say? No no no, I joined plenty. Sorta. I've been in the back room, playing Space Invaders for 3 months
Victor Galis	posted 05-16-99 06:41 PM ET Anyhow, can anyone from Irvine tell em whether there is a point to joining a clan, or does no one play StarCraft anymore? "We're all a little crazy." "Actually, some of us are sane." "Yeah John, but where do you draw the line?" "There." (points to table)