Incoming!!!
Ok here goes, 1st post. Sorry if it doesn't work with the plot. *unpacks the
smeghammer and an arc welder* "here goes...just leave everything to me..."
Who: Zac, Tara and a 6pak
Where: A garbage pod and medi-ship
When: whenever's convenient to slot in to the story
The blue-black tube rotated forlornly in the inky darkness. Only a pale glow
from a cockpit window suggested that this was anything other than a garbage
pod. Zac shivered in his modified pod, he'd done a good job to rig it with
boosters, canopy and controls (it was a weekend hobby gone mad) the only
major problem was the lack of good heating...and the smell. Try as he might
he couldn't remove the aroma of rotting fish!
Hitting the comm. unit hard with his head it rattled into life.
sssshhhhhhcccccckkkkhhhh.....and now for an advance preview of rocky 5
thousand
He hit it again "Hello? um can anyone hear this?"
*crackle* "yes...."
"Oh good, i've got a wee problem here. My thrusters are dead and i can't
feel my legs."
*crackle* "then this is your lucky day, this is the medical ship from Green
December."
Zac's heart leapt, "can you get me onboard?"
*crackle* "we'll have a go!"
A short while later the pod was inside the shuttle bay. The door burst open
to the strains of ACDC's Highway to Hell, a beer can flew out, the door
slammed into the side of the hull and bounced back onto the occupant.
"OW!"
A woman produced a scanner and proceeded to check the length of the vehicle,
"it's ok!" she ran to the, now opened door. "Are you alright im medical
officer Tara Cleavage. Can you breath alright?"
"Fine thank you how you doin? I'm Zac Wylde, this is my uhh craft!" he
beamed and gestured to the pod.
"Oh right," she paused "What's that smell?"
"That? It's a fuel leak." lied zac. He stood up slowly as if in pain and
stiffly climbed out of the pod.
"What have you done to your legs?"
"What?"
"On the radio you said you couldn't feel them, now what have you done?"
"Oh nothing really, my heating's screwed and it's mighty cold in a modpod."
he grinned
"A...modpod?"
"Yep" Zac replied, "they'll be the next big craze you buy a garbage pod, rip
out all the insides and fit a huuuge engine to it." he slammed the door,
which promptly bounced back again and caught him a soft, fleshy part of his
anatomy. "I've really got to fix that..." Zac mumbled as he clutched
himself. "Got any beer?"
"Only after i've run a scan on you to make sure you're ok." she sniffed
again "and will someone move that pod!"
<-tag Tara or anyone else on the medi ship for that matter->
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