RE: [JMC_Blue_Dwarf] (unknown)

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A few more seconds passed as the last sentence sunk in, before a
noticeable shudder came from everyone. Everyone but Seymour, who had
fallen on his side, and a pool of drool was forming under his face,
saturating half his head.
The group gathered itself, reloaded their guns, and headed in the
direction the beast was headed.
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Jay led the way, his exo-suit taking huge strides up the corridor. On it's
right arm, a chain sword, a weapon of Phil's design which was basically a
sword, with a chainsaw blade, swung out from the forearm and extended out at
the wrist, over the mechanical fist. On the left hand, a bazookoid mimicked
the motion, locking into place.
Mk7 flanked him on one side, Tara on the other weapons ready, with the
others bringing up the rear, a few behind except Phil who had taken the
opportunity to laugh and point at the floppy Seymour.
Rounding a corner, Jay heard a noise, which was soon accompanied by a large
cargo container rolling at his feet. It was covered in gunk, the same gunk
as had been salvated all over Seymour earlier.
Tara sniffed the air, and gagged, being the only one near enough to smell
the creature who wasnt either, sealed inside an airtight exosuit cockpit, or
a mechanoid with no nose.
"It's nearby alright..." She said, coughing, "And it smell's worse than
Mini-Phils laundry basket...."
"Don't exaggerate..." Jay's voice came through the mounted speakers of the
EVE-1. "Compared to the little perverts crusty gusset, this is fragrant!"
"Say that when you get outside of the machine fly-boy"
"Look it can't be any worse that one of Phil's weekend curry farts."
Tara considered this for a moment. "Point taken..."
"LOOK!" Shouted MK7 suddenly, looking up toward the left hand corridor
"There it is!"
"I'm on it!" Jay yelled, leaping at the creature, chainsword buzzing, and
slicing through one of the creatures limbs.
The monster yelled in pain, and swiped Jay with it's remaining arm knocking
him off balance and crashing into a vending machine. Dozens of carbonated
drinks cans rolled out of the machine across the floor, getting under the
feet of both Jay and the monster, sending them both tumbling to the floor.
The creature scrabbled at the floor, trying to crawl away, but as it tried
to round a corner, Jay reached downward with his Bazookoid-weilding arm and
fired. The laser blast tearing through the creatures head.
Jay leapt out of the EVE-1's cockpit, leaving the hulking mechanoid lying
where it had fallen and darted over the the creature, yanking out his combat
knife he sliced into the beasts belly and pulled out a bizarre looking,
slime covered device.
"PHIL!! TARA!!" HE yelled excitedly dashing back down the corridor, spraying
a rancid, geltinous substance from the creatures innards over everything
"I've got it!! I've got what we need! Now all we need is the wormhole drive
up and running and we can fix this mess!"
He skidded to a halt next to where seymour lay, glancing at the slime
covered device, then at seymour, then back at the device he promptly
proceeded to wipe it clean, all over Seymours shirt....
-----Original Message-----
From: JMC_Blue_Dwarf@yahoogroups.com
[mailto:JMC_Blue_Dwarf@yahoogroups.com]On Behalf Of scutter_2
Sent: 16 November 2005 13:07
To: JMC_Blue_Dwarf@yahoogroups.com
Subject: [JMC_Blue_Dwarf] (unknown)
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Phil came running past, saw the people there and stood there
his shirt was ripped open and he was breathing hard
"The bastard..it not only ate my BDC..."
"It took a dump in Seymour's favourite restaurant as well.."
finished Tara.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO"
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"Would you like me to lend you a shovel?" said Mk.7 feeling the need
to throw in something aggravating to the conversation
Seymour took a few moments for himself to sob in a corner before
pulling himself together, and trying to act professional.
"Right, you, new boy, hold me up. Jay, you take the lead. Everyone
else, provide cover fire. All except you Efof you blind git; you can
stand in front of me and Ben here to protect me... I mean us from
any incoming fire."
Everybody, with the exception of Efof who was staggering face first
into walls, stood silent and stared at Seymour who had not realised,
due to his the lack of a nervous system, had a rather large quantity
of drool dripping from one side of his mouth, and had slowly slumped
to the floor.
The silence was broken by Efof yelling as he clutched his face.
"OW! I broke my nose when I ran into a wall!"
"But your nose isn't on your face." said Jay
"Yeah, but what would you prefer me to scream?"
A few more seconds passed as the last sentence sunk in, before a
noticeable shudder came from everyone. Everyone but Seymour, who had
fallen on his side, and a pool of drool was forming under his face,
saturating half his head.
The group gathered itself, reloaded their guns, and headed in the
direction the beast was headed.
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