Bell awakens
OOC- Dirk wasn't on the planet. It was Stone.
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Dirk awoke with his hand in a cup of water. "I'll get the smegger who did
this," he said as he changed into a clean uniform.
His headache had disappeared. He was feeling fine now. Must have been space
sickness. Afterall, this was his first time off the Earth's surface.
Dirk walked back to the science lab. "Holly," he called out.
"Yes?"
"What's going on? Where is everybody?"
"The the military base on Prime that the gelfs captured was blown up. The
asteriod base they had was blown to bits, except for a huge chunck headed for
the surface. And the captain is dead."
"We got any coffee?"
"Decaf or regular."
"Better make it decaf. I've been having headaches."
"The vending machine in the hallway."
"Thanks, Holly." Dirk went to the vending machine and ordered his coffee. He
walked around the ship with his paper cup of coffee. As he was walking down one
hall, a robot walked by and bumped the coffee cup, spilling its content onto
Bell's leg under his knee. The coffee was still hot enough to cause extreme
irritation.
"Son of a.....!" Dirk screamed.
"What it is, Jive Turkey?" the robot replied. It was Stone's pimpbot that Dirk
had heard about.
"You spilled my coffee on me!"
"Don't sweat it, Jack! Besides, with those threads it's an improvement."
"Listen here, you mechanized stereotype, you had better watch who you're aiming
that attitude towards. I'm not the kind of 'jive turkey' to take any smeg from
a toaster in platforms."
"Listen, cracker..."
"Cracker! Who are you calling a cracker?"
"You and your momma."
"My mother! Oh that's it."
The pimpbot turned to walk away. Dirk pulled a fire extinguisher from the wall
with the ax that was hanging next to it. "Cracker this." The pimpbot turned to
reply. When he did, Dirk let loose a shot of CO2 from the extinguisher right
into the robot's optics. Dirk dropped the extinguisher and went to work with
the ax, breaking open thebody of the bot like a pinata. With the bot down he
called for Holly on the nearest screen. "Holly."
"Yes?"
"Tell the scutters that I need them on deck 9."
"Will do."
"Oh, and could you tell me where to get another cup of coffee?"
The scutters arrived and were more than pleased to help him clean up the
pimpbot(Seems as though he had been hitting on a few of their women,
scutters,... whatever they had designated as the female equivalent of
themselves). As they place the remains into the dumpster, Dirk stood there
drinking his coffee with a smile on his face. He couldn't help thinking, "That
felt goooooooood. I haven't had a chance to vent like that since I got on this
ship. This trying to be a good guy can really build up a lot of pressure. I
needed that. Damn, that felt good!" The sound of the compactor crunching the
meatal of the bot was music to his ears. Then there was the wooshing sound
of it being scattered into space. Maybe it was the stress that caused his
headache. Well, there was no stress now, just a big smile on his face. Dirk
walked back to the science lab singing, "Who's the baddest man on the Blue
Dwarf? Dirk Bell! Damn right!"
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